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Post by Behax on Oct 24, 2017 20:32:43 GMT
Kaylin wasn't surprised by how quickly the drug took hold, considering how much he'd given to Liam. It was a pitiful sight, watching the man struggle. Kyle watched from where he stood, eyes following Liam as he paced about. The cackle that came from Lucius bringing his attention back to the King, and Kyle bit back the urge to confront him.
When given the command to sing again, Kyle was reluctant, but caught a warning glance from Kaylin. There were consequences for not doing what he was told, and the look Kaylin gave him, told him he was better off not finding out what they were for as long as possible. So once again he began to sing. A beautiful song that sounded simply divine, like it was coming from heaven itself, enticing those around him. Only Kaylin could resist its pull, and not even completely.
He kept a close eye on Liam, knowing that his self control was now severely compromised. Moving to grab him by the arm if it seemed he could not keep himself in check. Even though it was Lucius' idea to give him that drug, he would treat his brother no less severely if he got too close to Kyle now. Of this Kaylin was sure.
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Post by Grimm on Oct 24, 2017 21:01:31 GMT
Liam had moved himself into a corner, standing with his forehead against the wall like a child being punished. Trying hard to focus his mind was becoming more difficult and Liam ran his fingers through his hair out of frustration. And when Kyle began to sing again Liam's felt it heavily. He stopped shifting between feet in the corner and turned an eye to the King's new pet. The foreign words hit him like a tidal wave and Liam felt himself drowning in the undertow of half-sirens song. He wanted him, needed him like he needed air.
The fighter turned back to the corner, resisting with every fiber of his being, firmly pushing his hands on the wall gasping in the passion that was burning up his body. Even his clothes touching him sent erotic signals tingling through his skin, his mind on fire.
The King had plugged his ears this time when Kyle sang and although he still heard it, he wasn't entranced as he probably would have been without protecting his ears. Lucius was tickled pink with himself and when Kyle was done singing he promptly pulled the half-siren down into his lap using the thin gold chain. Lucius cupped the young man's face and kissed him violently on the lips, crashing their lips together, his tongue going to invade his lovely pets mouth to explore the inside. "You are going to make me very happy...and very rich and powerful." Lucius grinned tickling the bottom of Kyle's chin.
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Post by Behax on Oct 24, 2017 21:18:39 GMT
Kaylin watched Liam, full of pity, he could only imagine what the young man was going through. He turned his attention back to the King who was plugging his ears. The sound of Kyle's voice having less power when heard through a filter.
Kyle was taken completely by surprise when Lucius pulled him into his lap, kissing him hard on the lips. The half-siren froze completely, and tensed up. Face going flush with embarrassment and another emotion he couldn't quite describe except as negative. The sound he made one of shock and protest, though it would be easy for the King to mistake it as something else. Kyle was left a little breathless by the rough manner in which the King had kissed him.
Kaylin felt disgust well up in his stomach at the display, though his face showed not an ounce of it. Still smiling as cheerfully as he had been through most of this spectacle. However the disgust he felt towards Lucius was nothing compared to what he felt towards himself for his compliance. Still it would serve its purpose in the end.
"Does your Majesty require some privacy?" He asked, feeling like he was interrupting, but none the less not wanting to be in the room to witness what was going to follow this.
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Post by Grimm on Oct 24, 2017 21:57:57 GMT
"Yes, Privacy." The King pushed backa piece of hair that was in Kyle's face and leaned in to smell his hair, then held out his hand for the drug bottle he had given to Kaylin earlier. "And take that animal with you." Lucius referred to his half-brother in disgust. The King couldn't stand to hear Liam breathe let alone whimper and groaning like he was now. Liam slammed his hand against the wall at being called an animal and was biting on to his bottom lip to keep the words from tumbling out of his mouth.
Lucius chuckled and shook up the bottle again. "This is my gift to you, it will make you feel good, you'll like it." The King used his fingers to part Kyle's lips and released a single drop onto his pets tongue, eager to get on with tonight actives, stroking Kyle's soft hair.
Liam felt like was about foam at the mouth and collapse all the same time, yet still he remained standing, but he had turned watching the display between the King and Kyle with a wild eye, a murderous hateful gleam like a sharp knife in the corner of his eyes. It felt like he was suffocating and burning from in the inside out and in a sudden display of freewill, Liam shoved open the french doors and stalked outside into the garden, determined to cool himself off.
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Post by Behax on Oct 24, 2017 22:23:46 GMT
It sent a chill down Kyle's spine at the way the King sniffed at his hair. He watched with anxiety as Kaylin handed the bottle back over to Lucius, eyes flitting to Liam in the corner. He didn't want to end up like that. Body so wracked with....Well whatever that was, that he could barely control himself. Though thankfully Kyle only felt one drop touch his tongue, the effect would not be so immediate or as profound.
Kaylin gave the King another short bow, and just as he was about to excuse himself and drag Liam with, the younger man stormed out of the French doors and into the garden. The Half-demon actually found himself surprised that Liam had managed to hold his tongue.
"Good night your Majesty," Kaylin said, before walking over to the French doors. He pulled the curtains closed behind him, before also shutting the doors. A barrier of some sort now between him and whatever was about to happen to that poor boy. He followed after Liam, pulling a long smoking pipe from the inside of his shirt, and lighting it. The sent fragrant but not unpleasant.
"You know, I can take care of that too," he half teased, pointing to the tightness in Liam's pants. Knowing full well he at least carried some of the blame for this. Also knowing the younger man trusted him not a bit, and well....In his mind it should be that way.
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Post by Grimm on Oct 25, 2017 12:48:31 GMT
Liam's sudden and loud removal of himself startled the King briefly but Kaylin's smooth voice soothed any displeasure and he turned his full attention to Kyle now that they were alone. The King took a drop of the same drug that he had given Kyle. Lucius was use to taking things like this, he did after all - love to party and the orgies he use to have as a Prince were fueled by drugs and wine.
The King's finger tips trailed over exposed shoulders, again smelling the faint scents of oils that had been used to prepare his pet. With Kyle sitting on his lap, Lucius moved his hands down to stroke his pets inner thighs, tracing the edge of the lace panties waiting for the drug to take effect. "Don't be afraid." Lucius whispered into the young man's ear, kissing Kyle's neck gently. "I won't break you." Finger tips now moved to palm Kyle's groin, rubbing softly, the assaulting kissing on his neck continued.
Liam was burning up on the inside, the cooling air outside relieved him a little, but the heat was building up under his clothing. The near by fountain beckoned him to the cool water and without hesitation Liam jumped into it fully clothed. Although it had cooled off his skin, the water did very little to calm the erotic sensation that was still plaguing his senses. In defeat he climbed out of the fountain, his clothing sticking to him like a second skin. Liam found his wet clothing suffocating and he tore the sopping wet article from his shoulders, nearly panting from the exertion of trying to be rid of the thing. Even the pain in his ribs felt pleasurable and the fighter sprawled out on the grass wondering how much longer he'd have to deal with the effects of the drug. The younger slaves hands started roam his own body with a mind of their own, even though he tried to restrained them.
"What's in it for you?" Liam finally replied to Kaylin as he looked at him smoking from the corner of his eye. He had to wonder exactly what the half-demon was thinking, it was never easy to read Kaylin and Liam had to wonder if the older slave was finding amusement in his sexual suffering.
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Post by Behax on Oct 25, 2017 16:53:36 GMT
The effect of the drug he'd been given was gradual, though Kyle was perhaps a little more susceptible to it than the King, given his lack of exposure to such things. It started by making him feel more sensitive, his skin tingling as Lucius' finger tips trailed over his shoulders. Twitching when the older man's hands moved to stroke his inner thighs instead. Shuddering when he felt Lucius' breath on his ear, whispering voice telling him not to be afraid. Kyle could feel his heart starting to pound in his chest, as Lucius pressed kisses to the sensitive skin of his neck. Face flushing slightly. He gasped sharply when he felt the King rubbing his crotch.
Kyle could feel his thoughts starting to get a little confused. Not sure whether he liked this or not. The drug in his system starting to slowly affect his thoughts. A sense of arousal starting to become mixed in with his anxiety and dislike for the situation. With his lack of experience it was only really a question of how long until he gave in, and just let things happen.
Outside Kaylin watched the spectacle that was Liam trying to fight a losing battle with some disgust. Not at the younger man, but at himself for having given him what was essentially an overdose of the drug. This did not show in his face or body language. He blew a couple of smoke rings as he watch Liam throw himself into the fountain, and return a short while later. Stripping himself of his tunic before throwing himself back down on the ground. He knew that unfortunately for Liam, what with the amount he'd been given, this was likely to last a while, all night even.
"Well I won't have to watch you as you continue to make a spectacle of yourself for starters," Kaylin replied, wandering over and leaning over Liam as he tried to stop his own wandering hands. Leaning far enough for his long ponytail to slip from his shoulders and hang down in front of him. He took another drag on his pipe and blew out a smoke ring which dissipated before it reached Liam's face. "And I get to have sex with someone who doesn't stink of wine and debauchery," he added with a slight hint of spite. It was no secret amongst the slaves and servants that Kaylin slept with a great number of the nobility. Originally Lucius had started whoring him out as further punishment for his affair, but Kaylin had turned it to his advantage when he realised he could seduce people into telling him their secrets, or at least into letting down their guard enough to say too much in his presence.
"You're going to be suffering for hours, if you don't find a better way to burn through what's in your system." He offered Liam a hand up, smiling in his usual way.
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Post by Grimm on Oct 25, 2017 18:11:34 GMT
Liam was sure that Kaylin was enjoying his sorry state, even if Kaylin really wasn't. He was squirming shamelessly in the grass as the half-demon leaned over him and was tempted to tug on the long white ponytail that had cascaded over Kaylin's shoulders. Liam wanted to refuse him, somewhere in the back of his mind was that nagging voice of his telling him not to trust the older slave; but the last thing Kaylin had said really helped to quiet the suspicious voice. He looked at the hand that was offered to him and hesitantly took it. Blades of grass and leaves were glued to his back as he got up, a bright red blush flushed his face with heat, his wet trousers did nothing to hide the drug fueled erection raging below.
"Sometimes I think you enjoy this." Liam quipped trying to readjust the direction of his engorged member with no luck, groaning loudly when his hand refused to come away.
Back inside the King's bed chamber, Lucius was busy corrupting Kyle. "Don't fight it, just let your mind drift away...feel everything." The King cooed in Kyle's ear, slipping a finger under the edge of the lace and stroking the bare skin underneath. Lucius smiled at every shutter, squirm, and gasp. He wanted to hear the beautiful voice moan with pleasure, he wanted to know what kinds of noises he could make come out of his pretty little pet. Lucius let his other hand travel upward to tease Kyle's nipples, the King's growing erection pressing against his pleasure slaves backside. He buried his nose into those sandy blond curls, inhaling the fragile scent of sunflowers and the sea.
The King continued to touch and grope, slowly removing pieces of Kyle's clothing and discarding them in a heap on the floor. "Only I can make you feel like this, only I can make you feel good." Lucius whispered toxic words into Kyle's exotic ears, his tongue running along the edge of the lobe.
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Post by Behax on Oct 25, 2017 18:38:57 GMT
Kaylin watched Liam ponder his choices and struggle against his distrust with admittedly at least a little amusement. His smile grew a little when Liam took his hand, and with more strength than one would expect given Kaylin's slim build, he pulled the half-elf to his feet in an almost swift motion. He offered no rebuttal to the accusation Liam threw his way, neither conforming nor denying, only smiling.
Holding his pipe in his mouth, Kaylin began to lead Liam back inside via a different entrance. Picking up the other slave's discarded tunic along the way. It was here that Kaylin acted contradictory to what most people believed of him. He deliberately choose all of the least populated routes through the castle. Even utilising some secret passages here and there. Like he was avoiding them walking into others, spearing Liam some dignity at least. Kaylin's room was not especially far from the King's, but not too close either. It was a bit larger than one might expect given Kaylin's social status, but significantly smaller than the King's room. He had it all to itself, and while it was well decorated at least one corner was crammed with books, on shelves and on the floor, stacks and stacks of them, some of them practically ancient. Fore Kaylin had an almost insatiable curiosity and thirst for knowledge. Some of them not even written in alphabets or languages still common use.
It was to this room he led Liam. Closing the door behind them, be lit a couple of candles, the room only illuminated by moonlight filtering through the thing curtains until then. The light Kaylin made only dimly lit the room.
Meanwhile, every whispered word in Kyle's ear brought him closer to crumbling. Lucius' words, the way he touched the boy in his grasp, coupled with the drug in Kyle's system chipping away at his force of will. His body tensing, a small sound escaping his throat when he felt Lucius slip a finger under his undies. He felt hot, feverish almost, as a forced sort of arousal made its home in Kyle's mind and skin.
Despite himself, Kyle found his hands helping the King to remove the pieces of his clothing. The decorative chest piece hitting the floor with the soft jingle of many small metal chains pilling on top of each other. He felt hot, his mind finding it harder and harder to focus on anything other than the physical pleasure of his body.
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Post by Grimm on Oct 25, 2017 19:53:51 GMT
Liam was grateful to Kaylin for the discreet journey to his room, his boots squishing with each step and leaving a trail of droplets along the way. By the time they reached Kaylin's room, Liam's heart felt like it was going to burst free from his chest and his hand had yet to come away from the tight grip he had on himself. Liam had been by Kaylin's room before but this was the first time he was there without it being an errand for the King. His raging loins kept him preoccupied from the dimly lit curiosities that were stacked in the corner of the half-demons room. He tried to focus on removing his clothing, eventually kicking off his soggy boots in frustration and fumbled with his belt buckle. His wet pants barely clung to his muscular hips and his habit of not wearing underwear allowed the tip of his length to protrude from the top of his waistline.
In the King's chamber Lucius coaxed Kyle as the young man began to lose himself to the drug, undressing him piece by piece. The King felt himself becoming greedy and each time the sensation rose, he would press himself against the half-siren. Now that Kyle was naked, he began to stroke Kyle while kissing and sucking on the side of his neck.
The chair was becoming too much of a restriction for the King and Lucius picked up Kyle as he stood and carried him over to his bed. Lucius laid Kyle down and the King began to undress, letting his clothes fall were they may. "Touch yourself..." He instructed giving himself another drop of the drug. Lucius was not a lazy man, and although not as impressive as Liam's extensive muscular physique, the King was able to hold his own against his fighting slave. Lucius' skin was a pale white and it was pristine except a small scar on the left side of his chest where he had been pierced by an arrow long ago.
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Post by Behax on Oct 25, 2017 20:17:18 GMT
Once closed Kaylin bolted the door. A luxury not usually afforded to servants, never mind slaves. Soon he was removing his own clothes, letting them pile on the floor. When he turned to Liam he cocked an eyebrow at the way the other man's tip was peeking above the waist line of his pants. He took one last drag on his pipe, before discarding it on top of a messy dresser. He closed in on the other slave.
"See, can't even keep it in your pants," he teased, breathing out pale smoke as he spoke. Kaylin was tall and thin. Not as well built as Liam, but with noticeable muscle none the less, he had scars here and there, mostly from his days in the arena, though sometimes he was still made to compete. Usually at the behest of the Queen as her champion. She was the one that had taken him out of the arena to begin with after all.
He pressed his lips against Liam's in a what was probably an unexpectedly gentle kiss. Pulling the large gold slip from his hair as he did, long messy white locks, falling lose. Kaylin's hair easily reached as low as his ass.
Every time Kyle felt the King press against him, it brought him back just a little bit, but he'd quickly lose any ground regained. Soft gasps, became soft moans as the King stroked him, his cock turning hard in the other man's grip. When Lucius sucked at the side of his neck, Kyle instinctively tilted his head to the side to provide better access.
The half-siren was easy enough to pick up, light, even lighter than one would expect for an adult of his size. When laid down his sandy locks polled around his head, the light in the room almost casting a halo in his locks. If he'd not been drugged Kyle would have surely hesitated when told to touch himself, but in this moment felt compelled to obey. One delicate hand sliding between his legs, grasping himself and beginning to stroke. Letting out a moan in trembling breaths.
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Post by Grimm on Oct 25, 2017 21:02:01 GMT
Lucius had a satisfying grin on his face as his pet began to pleasure himself, Kyle's moans literally music to his ears. The King still couldn't believe how exquisitely beautiful the half-siren was and even now he still couldn't believe that Kyle was his. The drug propelled the King forward and he descended on his pet, spreading the slaves legs apart to allow him a better view. Lucius stroked his own cock, which was about average for a normal man. His other hand ran up his pets inner thigh until he was rimming the opening of Kyle's ass, but he made sure to be gentle even; if he did want to tear into the new piece of meat that had been prepared for him. Injury was not his intent...at least not tonight.
Kaylin's kiss was unexpected, but Liam leaned up into it, ready to surrender to the lust plaguing him. Pieces of Kyle's song from earlier still swam around in his mind, mixing with the passion of the drug and the lust for the person who was in front of him, even if he didn't trust Kaylin completely. His body was electrifying and his muscles rippled with what was soon be unrestrained carnality. His tan skin was marred with the scars of punishment from his brother and lessons learned from the arena, like not turning your back to a tiger. That mistake had almost killed him two years ago if it hadn't been for Kaylin's extraordinary healing abilities.
Liam owed a lot to this half-demon, even if he didn't quite know the extent of Kaylin's meddling with in life. The fighter lifted himself on his toes to try let his lips return the feverish kiss to the taller man, while at the same time trying to peel off his wet pants.
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Post by Behax on Oct 25, 2017 21:50:41 GMT
The half-siren's legs parted easily, no resistance at all. Hesitation wiped away by the drugs coursing through his veins. Kyle's breath caught in his throat when he felt Lucius' fingers probing at his opening. His hips lifting themselves slightly. To Kyle it felt almost like he was experiencing this through a fog. Not quite there. The arousal he felt sort of strange and twisted, though he had no way of resisting it in that moment. Despite the small amount of the drug he'd been given, it made him a slave to his own body.
Through his hazy mind, he somehow became focused on the scar on Lucius' chest, he free hand reaching out towards it.
Kaylin's eyes slid closed, and his hands came up to cup Liam's face. Deepening the kiss, nipping and biting at Liam's lower lip, tongue invading his mouth; where he deepened the kiss even further. It was refreshing to kiss someone so deeply, who didn't taste of wine. As he continued to kiss Liam, he took a step forward, encouraging Liam to take a step back. He did this until Liam came to a halt against the edge of the bed.
Kaylin pushed him down, and his kisses moved from Liam's mouth, to his neck. His hands making down the other man's chest and sides, being careful of his still healing ribs. His hands coming to a stop over Liam's own and helping him to slowly push his soaking wet pants down.
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Post by Grimm on Oct 26, 2017 13:32:20 GMT
Lucius caught Kyle's hand before it touched the scar on his chest. It was the only blemish on his body and he hated to be reminded that it was there, sometimes denying outright that there was even a scar. Liam had wounded him with an arrow when they were younger, when Liam still belonged to Lucius' father. The then Prince had been beating a child of one of the slaves for stealing a piece of one of his desserts. When Lucius had produced a knife with the intent of carving up the child, Liam let an arrow loose. Liam had only meant to shoot the knife from the Prince's hand, but instead the arrow plunged into the left side of Lucius' chest; and Liam had received a severe punishment at the whipping post. The King didn't like to be reminded of Liam, especially during intimate sessions with his new beloved pet.
He pushed his fingers inside of Kyle, with each beat of his black heart he became more greedy. One finger, then two, stretching the opening, preparing it for his entry. Lucius hovered over his intoxicated slave, kissing and sucking at his nipples. Positioning the tip of his cock at Kyle's opening, he slowly began to thrust inward, his hands holding on to Kyle's hips so he wouldn't be able to squirm away.
Back in Kaylin's chambers, Liam allowed himself to be driven backwards until he crashed into the edge of the bed and was pushed down upon it, their lips embracing so tightly, so deeply it left Liam gasping for a breath between them. Kaylin's hands running over his skin left a trail that ignited him even more and with the half-demon's help he was able to be free of his overly possessive pants. Soft strands of white hair tickled him as Kaylin kissed his neck, Liam let out a moan.
Sexual relations were a rare thing for Liam. Although he had his share of noblemen's wives who came to visit him usually after fighting in the arena, passion and fervor were usually reserved for those he pleasured, not himself. The younger slave started to let his hands wildly roam Kaylin's body, loosing himself to the drug completely, body writhing with ecstasy on the bed.
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Post by Behax on Oct 26, 2017 15:12:36 GMT
Kyle was momentarily confused when the King caught his hand. Sensing some displeasure he withdrew it. Kyle's skin was absolutely perfect, but for a brand on the back of his neck; which was currently hidden by the gold collar, as well as the fact he was on his back.
The half-siren distracted from his confusion when he felt Lucius' fingers push inside him. Back arching away from the bed a little, as he let out a pleasured moan. Body pressingly into the kisses against his chest. Hands gripping at the bed covers, as he felt the King begin to push into him. Hips rising slightly to meet Lucius' own. Kyle had no ability to resist thanks to the drug in his system.
Kaylin continued to kiss his way down Liam's body. Pausing to pay special attention to one of his nipples. Kissing and sucking,even nipping gently before continuing down the other slave's body. His hands having freed Liam from his wet clothes by the time his mouth reached the base of Liam's hard cock.
Kaylin took the length in his hand, before gently giving it a single stroke. With his other hand he held onto Liasm's hip. Then without any hesitation, took the tip of the younger man's cock into his mouth.
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