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Benny's House
Chapter 22 – Alex's House
by Matt
Sunday 17th May 2015
"Hey!" Alex heard from beside him. Simultaneously, he felt a finger poking him in his side.
"Urrrgh!" the drowsy teen groaned in response as consciousness slowly crept in.
"Hey!" The voice repeated, accompanied by several pokes.
"Too early. Fuck off!" Alex groaned back, making no attempt to move away from the incessantly probing finger.
"No it's not. Wake up... Master!"
Alex's eyes shot open. Master? It all came flooding back to him in a flash – Benny's Dad, the Master's sudden departure, the surprising election, his own agreement to take up the role. If that wasn't strange enough, he found himself looking out across an unfamiliar room.
After the previous night's celebrations finally ended, Alex had headed to the stairs to go to bed, but had been stopped by Zane who had insisted that, being the Master now, he should have his own room. They had briefly considered Benny's room, but that just felt wrong. Instead, they had chosen one of the two large guest bedrooms. Despite being one of the nights Zane was allowed to sleep in with Roger, the young sub had agreed to accompany Alex instead, at the new Master's uncharacteristically timid request.
"I'd just... like the company," Alex had requested sheepishly.
Zane was more than happy to comply, even at the cost of a night in Roger's arms. Ever since his best friend had been elected into the role of interim Master, he had felt a growing swell of pride. Despite their tiredness, the two had stayed up even later talking about what Alex would do now he was in charge. There had been more than a few moments where they had felt guilty about Benny, feeling bad about being so happy as a result of his misfortune.
Alex had smiled every time Benny was mentioned as Zane subconsciously reached up to play with his collar. It was sweet, but also acted as a reminder that he was the Master now, but that the House and everyone in it still belonged to Benny.
Sleep had eventually taken the two, but Zane had woken early, excited to start Alex's first day in charge. "So what's the plan? What you gonna do?" the eighteen-year-old asked excitedly.
Alex chuckled at the enthusiasm, then shook his head and rolled over, closing his eyes again. "The plan is about four more hours of sleep!" he said as grumpily as he could manage through his amused grin.
"Aww come on, no way. You're gonna waste half the day," Zane complained, bouncing up and down. "Come on, let's see what Master Alex can do."
Alex reluctantly turned back over and stared up into the grinning face of his friend. "Okay, well first of all, 'Master Alex' makes the rules here, so if he says we sleep, then we sleep."
Zane pouted, his bouncing stopping suddenly. "Okay," he said quietly under his breath.
"Secondly," Alex continued, reaching up and placing a hand on Zane's arm, "It's Sunday, everyone's day off!"
Zane's expression turned into one of frustrated realisation. He hadn't even considered that. "Oh yeah," he said with a shrug. "So why are you even up this early? Stop disturbing me and let me sleep!" he said cheekily, flopping back down into the bed.
Alex scowled. He knew he should punish his friend's cheekiness, but he was too tired to care. Instead he just nestled against the other teen as they both dozed off.
Saturday 23rd May 2015
"Oh God oh God oh God oh God oh God... I can't do this. I can't. I just... I can't. It's impossible!" Alex said, breathing heavily as he paced back and forth in his room.
Roger laughed aloud, attracting a scowl from the new Master.
"This is funny to you?" Alex demanded angrily.
"Sorry Sir," Roger replied immediately. He had quickly gotten used to being subservient to the new Master. He had spent months being relaxed and casual when alone with Benny, so it was taking some time for him to get out of the habit. "I was only laughing because this is exactly how Benny used to get in the beginning."
The comment shocked Alex. He had only ever seen Benny confident, assertive, completely self-assured. The thought of him being a nervous wreck at the prospect of addressing the household seemed almost incomprehensible. "Really?" Alex asked in surprise.
Roger nodded. "Yes Sir, but he was fine," Roger replied. He paused for a moment before adding, "And you will be too."
"I wish I could be so sure of that," Alex replied dejectedly, sitting down on the edge of his bed.
"Sir..." Roger started, pacing across the room to stand in front of his new Master. "You're a good dom."
Alex was a little taken aback by the comment. He had clashed with Roger on more than one occasion and Alex had often got the feeling that Roger simply didn't like him, but the comment sounded completely sincere. He stared at his second-in-command, smiled, then stood up. "Thank you," he said, then took a deep breath. "Okay, let's go."
Roger led the way, quickly making his way down the stairs. The imposing General's sudden appearance was enough to quieten the low murmur of conversation that had been filling the atrium while the gathered Boys waited. Alex followed a few moments later. He remembered what Benny used to do, staying a few steps up from the bottom to allow his to look down upon his subs. He did the same, suddenly feeling very tall and powerful, whilst simultaneously feeling weakened by the dozens of expectant eyes falling upon him.
"Huurk," Alex attempted to speak, but the words caught in his throat. He coughed then tried again. "Hello everyone. Thank you for being here," he immediately felt stupid for his choice of words. Thank you for being here? They were subs, slaves, servants. They had been ordered to be here, so where else would they be?
He did his best to move on, but his mind went completely blank. He literally couldn't think of any words to say. Suddenly feeling like all of the air had been sucked out of the room, he stared down the line to his left. There they were, Benny's Boys... his Boys now, he realised, all looking back at him, all... smiling?! Each smiling face seemed to revitalise him just a little. None of them looked anything other than happy to see him.
The nerves just dropped away. He had built it up so much in his mind, this image of an army of disgruntled men staring at him, judging him. Instead, he was just Alex and he was facing his Boys, the men he had lived with for months, who he had served with under Benny's command... his friends.
"Okay, well one thing to get out of the way first of all. Tonight is the official welcome of our two new Boys in the house, Josh and Zack," Alex called out, prompting a round of applause. Normally new arrivals were greeted with a more subdued atmosphere with the intention of intimidating them and playing with their heads, but Josh and Zack were both more than familiar with the house and how it worked, so a cheerier approach seemed appropriate.
"Not much else to say really," Alex went on, "Except to say thank you for all your support this week while I settled in." Another look down the line of Boys showed continuing smiles on all faces... except one.
Zack was frowning at his cousin.
Alex shot him a brief quizzical look, but then continued. "So let's get down to business. Malik, the chastity boys are yours, make 'em suffer!" he said with a wink and a grin.
"Gladly!" Malik said happily leading the few Boys to Alex's right away into another room.
As Alex watched them go, he couldn't help hoping some of the chaste Boys would find work soon and qualify for full-time entry into the house. Benny had always said he did his best to pay them very little attention, but Alex couldn't help looking at some of the sexy guys just waiting to join the other residents.
The new Master's attention quickly turned back to the other line of naked men. With Malik occupied, that only left himself and Roger as available Doms. While that would not be a problem tonight, he made a mental note to potentially look into recruiting a new one somehow, even if it was only temporary until Benny returned and Alex returned to his role as a General.
"The rest of you, follow me!" Alex commanded, walking down the last few stairs then heading towards the cellar stairs. The General and nine Boys followed eagerly, wondering what Alex had in store for them.
They all piled into Play Room One and Alex closed the door then gestured for silence. "I think we need to break in the new Boys."
"I thought I'd already been broken in!" Josh called out, obviously referring to his first day in the house when he had been kidnapped and subjected to a brutal series of sexual delights. The comment got a few chuckles from the rest of the boys.
Alex smiled. "Good point, but I'm afraid we're doing this anyway!" He glanced at his cousin who was once again scowling. He ignored it and went on. "You're gonna split into two teams, one new Boy on each. The goal is simple, every member of your team has to cum at least once. The first team to achieve this wins, the losing team will be punished. Oh, one thing... nobody is allowed to touch the cock of the new Boy on each team. You gotta make them cum hands free! You can do it any way you like, but you can only use whatever's in this room. Also, new Boys, no speaking. Can't have you giving your team too many hints to get you off!"
The announcement got the Boys all talking eagerly amongst themselves. Alex allowed it for a moment before gesturing once more for quiet. "Okay, Josh, Zack, come join me."
The two newest arrivals joined Alex, one standing either side of him.
"You two get to pick your teams," Alex said, pulling a coin from his pocket. "Josh, heads or tails." He flipped the coin in the air.
"Heads!" Josh called out excitedly, his cock already stiffened from the description of what he was about to endure.
Alex caughed the coin in one hand, slapped it onto the back of the other and looked at it. "Heads it is. Josh picks first."
Josh looked at the seven Boys in front of him, rubbing his chin in a mock show of thought before calling out, "Charlie!" His motives were blindingly obvious. While all of the residents were attractive, Charlie remained by far the hottest.
"Robert," Zack requested.
As each name was called out, they moved up to stand beside their respective new Boy. Josh went on to choose Zane, David and Quentin while Zack got Taro and Philip.
"Hey, that's not fair, there's more of them!" Zack complained.
"Yeah, but that just means more of us who have to cum!" Zane said back.
"Still not fair!" Zack whined.
Alex smiled, raising an eyebrow as he observed the exchange. "Please, you think I didn't consider this. Roger, you're with Zack's team!"
Silently, Roger joined to move Zack and his chosen Boys.
Everyone stared at Alex expectantly, waiting for further instruction. "Well... go on then!" he said dismissively.
A flurry of movement followed as the Boys dashed to grab various pieces of equipment that they suspected they might need. The walls stripped of tools, the two teams clustered separately to hurriedly discuss strategy, most of the non-new Boys already stroking their cocks eagerly. It wasn't so much that they all wanted to win, it was more that they were scared to lose. Alex's punishments had become a talking point on the house.
Within a few minutes, Josh was hanging in a swing as the members of his team took it in turns to fuck him vigorously. Zack was across the room, in a standing position with his wrists chained high above his head.
Josh moaned with delight under the barrage of delights being inflicted upon him. Charlie was fucking him, while his hands explored up and down Josh's raised legs. Quentin was on the other end, fucking his mouth. Although Josh couldn't speak, they had quickly figured out that he could nod or shake his head. His team had started making suggestions for things to do to help him cum. The fucking was likely to be the most useful, the rough treatment of his prostate already giving him the early sensations of a building orgasm, but he had nodded at several other suggestions too. Zane was sucking on one of his nipples whilst simultaneously reaching down to sharply slap one of the hanging Boy's arse cheeks while his other hand excitedly tugged on his own cock. David was doing the same thing on the opposite side.
Zack's team had adopted a similar method of determining the quickest way to get their new Boy to cum. What they had figured out was that Zack wanted pain. Rather than getting fucked, he had opted for a vigorous assault with a massive vibrator, something Taro was eagerly thrusting into Zack's rear. Meanwhile, Roger, Philip and Robert were all armed with various floggers and paddles. It took a few minutes for them to find positions that would allow them to avoid striking each other whilst getting into a rhythm but they finally managed it. One by one they struck the restrained sixteen-year-old. Roger's floggers striking legs and massive cock, Robert's paddles slapping onto his stomach and chest then Philip's floggers lashing against the Boy's back. From knees to neck, front to back, Alex was turning a progressively brighter shade of red as he moaned with delight.
Alex stood watching the two teams at work. He already suspected he knew who would win. Even without really being sure of Josh's limits and how much he might be enjoying his savage spit-roasting, he could see the look of pure ecstasy on his cousin's face. Alex had learned at a very young age just how much Zack enjoyed suffering. He had, in fact, experienced his first orgasm as a result of a particularly gruelling evening of spanking.
The two young boys had been playing a game and it eventually turned into a 'strip' game. Once they were both naked, dares were suggested and Zack ended up on the receiving end of a spanking. The dares went on, the number of spanks gradually increasing as it became more and more obvious that the younger boy was losing intentionally. Alex was more than happy to oblige his cousin's new fetish as it awakened his own beast. After years of pent up anger and frustration, Alex unleashed his fury on Zack's rear, spanking it until his own hand stung and the whimpering boy on his lap had shot his first ever load.
One by one, the other Boys started to cum. Charlie and Quentin shot inside Josh before swapping positions with Zane and David. Zane, not particularly a fan of fucking had taken Quentin's place fucking Josh's mouth while David replaced Charlie. Already close to cumming from the jerking they had done previously, they both shot inside Josh too, leaving only the new Boy to cum on their team.
Taro had also cum quickly, using his free hand to stroke his eager erection. Realising that they were falling behind, the other three Boys on Zack's team had each put down one of their tools and started jerking off too. While it was helping them catch up with Josh's team, it had lessened Zack's suffering, keeping the whimpering Boy's orgasm still tantalisingly out of reach.
Eventually, only Josh and Zack remained still to cum. Charlie took over at Josh's rear, roughly hammering away at his prostate with three fingers. It was getting him closer and closer to cumming, but not quickly enough to catch up with Zack. With his team now able to use both hands again, the pain pushed him over the edge and the sixteen-year-old's monstrous cock twitched out a hefty load onto the floor.
"FUCK!" Zack called out, then quickly pressed his lips together, realising he had broken the 'no speaking rule.
Alex smiled. "It's okay, you'd already won so speaking is fine!"
Rather than looking relieved, Zack once again looked frustrated.
Seeing that the other team had won, Charlie and the others slowed their teasing of Josh gradually until they came to a complete stop.
"Fuck it!" Charlie muttered, realising they were now due a punishment.
"Do... do I... at least... get to cum?" Josh panted, still teasingly close to cumming.
"Whadda you say? Do we let him?" Alex called out with a wicked smile.
There was a chorus of replies from the rest of the Boys, mostly nos with an occasional yes.
"He's a loser. Losers don't get to cum!" Zack called out as Roger started releasing him from his wrist restraints.
"Oh come on, please! I'm so fucking close!" Josh pleaded, his hips involuntarily thrusting into the air.
Alex looked at his cousin once again, then headed to Josh. He silently reached down and started stroking Josh's rigid tool.
"Ah yes!" Josh moaned. Part of him felt a little uneasy over his contact with Alex, old feelings still lingering from their first encounter, but his desire to cum quickly helped him disregard it. "Yeah, just... just a bit... a bit... aaaah... yeah a little bit more!" he gasped desperately.
Alex continued stroking, then pulled his hand away just before Josh reached the point of no return.
"Nooooo!" Josh groaned.
"You're a loser. Losers don't get to cum!" Alex said, repeating his cousin's words. As he glanced round at the younger teen, he saw him grinning with a nod of approval. "In fact, Roger, when he goes down, put him and the rest of his team in chastity. Boners are for winners!"
"Welcome home," Zane said with a sheepish grin as he showed Josh into Dorm Four.
The new Boy had been assigned to the Dorm currently occupied by Zane and Quentin, while Zack had been assigned to Dorm Two with Taro and David.
"Love what you've done with the place," Josh said with a wry grin as he walked in.
The Dorm rooms were in good condition. Despite being down in the cellar, Benny had spared no expense when he had had them refurbished. The bare brick walls that had been there before had been plastered and painted a neutral colour while the bare concrete floors had been carpeted. The play rooms were quite the opposite, kept as bricks and concrete to make them more intimidating, while the Dorms had been made as comfortable as they could.
The two bunk beds in each dorm were well built too in a dark wood that matched the large wardrobes on the opposite side of the room. Josh had actually been expecting just old, rickety metal frames and paper-thin mattresses. Despite his comment, he couldn't help but be surprised at how nice it was.
"That's my bunk," Zane said, pointing to the bottom of the rear bunk bed, then pointed to the bottom of the other one and added, "And that one's Quentin, so feel free to pick either of the top ones."
Josh looked up at them both, then back at the eager eighteen-year-old. He nodded towards Zane's bunk and asked, "Did you say that's your one?" After Zane nodded eagerly, he pointed to the bunk above it and said, "Then I'll take that one!"
Zane grinned and blushed slightly. "Okay," he said shyly, then jumped onto his bed and watched as Josh climbed up the ladder to his own. A few moments later, Josh's head appeared, peering over the side.
"Hey neighbour," he said with a slight chuckle.
"Hi," Zane beamed.
"I meant to say before," Josh said quietly, "I like your collar."
Zane bounced slightly at the mention of it. "Yeah, me too!"
Josh vaulted down off his bunk and dropped into the seat between the two large wardrobes. "What's your pup name?" As he sat there, he adjusted his chastity device. He clearly wasn't as used to it as Zane, who seemed unbothered by his.
Zane swung his legs round to sit on the side of his bed, facing Josh. "Buster," he replied, grinning.
"Who gave it to you?" Josh asked curiously.
"Benny," Zane said, still smiling, then it dropped away and he looked down at the ground. "He gave it to me the day his... the day you got brought here."
Josh felt a twinge of sympathy for the Boy. He was clearly delighted about having the collar, but it was obviously a constant reminder that Benny was gone. "You miss him?"
Zane nodded without looking up at Josh.
"Don't worry. He'll be back. I know Benny. He can take some time, but he always bounces back," Josh said reassuringly. When he only got another silent nod in response, he went on. "So Benny's your Master, but Roger's your boyfriend?"
That got a more animated response from the other Boy. "Yeah," he said, looking up, his expression brightening up.
"Isn't that a bit... complicated?" Josh asked. "I mean, serving both of them, but having your Master also being your boyfriend's master. Doesn't it get confusing?"
Zane shrugged. "You're a total sub, but you spend half your week with your non-dominant boyfriend and the other half of the week as the live-in sex slave for the boy who turned you gay. Doesn't THAT get confusing?"
Josh chuckled. "Ah, touché. I suppose something's only as complicated as you let it be!"
"Yup," Zane nodded again. "I serve Benny, I love Roger and for now I'm temporarily under Alex's control. Simple as that."
"I think I'm gonna like this Dorm!" Josh said with a bemused laugh.
Monday 25th May 2015
Alex lay in bed staring up at the ceiling. It was taking some getting used to being in his new room, not so much for the slightly unfamiliar surroundings, but more for the quiet and solitude. Since joining the house, Alex had always been sharing with at least one other person. In the beginning it had been his dorm-mates and then after moving up to General he had been sharing with Roger.
He couldn't help laughing at the irony of his sudden feeling of isolation. When he first started sharing, he had spent many nights laying awake because of the noises the other men had been making in their sleep. Now though, he struggled to sleep without them.
He knew Benny had gone through phases of taking a Boy to bed with him. It was something Alex had considered on his first sleepless night, but while he had made great progress in his relationships with others thanks to Victor's counselling, that kind of intimacy still seemed massively out of reach.
Just as he was beginning to resign himself to another restless night, he heard footsteps outside his door. The knob turned and the heavy door swung open silently.
"Who's there?" Alex asked in barely more than a whisper.
"It's just me," Zane's voice called back, the door closing behind him.
Alex was glad of the darkness as it hid his dopey grin from his friend's sudden appearance. It was well known throughout the house that Zane had a habit of sneaking into the Master's bedroom at night. It had actually been somewhat of a contentious issue at times, some of the Boys claiming that he should be punished for breaking the rules or that Benny was playing favourites, while others just thought it was very sweet. Alex had usually fallen on the punishment side of that argument, but right then in that moment, he was nothing but glad to see him.
Zane walked towards the bed, stopping at the foot of it.
Alex frowned, wondering what the Boy was waiting for. He clicked on the lamp and looked at Zane questioningly. "What are you doing?" he asked through a slight yawn.
"Benny normally tells me where he wants me to sleep," Zane explained sheepishly. Again he fiddled with the collar at the mention of his Master's name.
Alex raised an eyebrow. "If I recall correctly, you don't tend to stay where you're told anyway, do you?"
Zane pouted, staring down at his feet and trying to stifle a grin. His submissive side felt bad that he so often disobeyed his commands, but his playful side found it all highly amusing. Silently he just shrugged.
Alex sighed, shaking his head as he reached for the switch on the lamp. "Just get in!" As he clicked the lamp off, he felt Zane lift up the bottom of the duvet and scurry up the bed, his head emerging right beside him.
"Hi," Zane said playfully, his face only inches from Alex's.
It took all of Alex's self-control not to grin foolishly again. "Shut up and go to sleep," he said moodily.
"Okay," Zane replied quietly, curling up as Alex rolled onto his side, facing away.
Less than a minute later, Alex sighed again, rolled onto his other side and slid an arm around Zane. "Shut up," he said quickly, sensing the other teen was about to say something.
Both of them fell asleep quickly nestled together.
About half an hour later, they were woken simultaneously by someone standing beside the bed, clearing his throat.
"... the fuck?!" Alex yelped at the sudden awakening. He jumped, eliciting a similar response from Zane. He quickly reached out and turned the lamp back on. "Zack? What are you doing?" he asked in shock, seeing his cousin standing there.
"What's HE doing here?" Zack asked moodily, sneering at Zane.
Alex scowled. "Sleeping. Or at least, he was until someone woke us!" he said angrily.
Zack smirked slightly at his cousin's sudden anger. "What's that thing round his neck?"
Alex looked round at the other eighteen-year-old then quickly back at Zack, shrugging. "What? His collar?"
"Yeah, THAT!" Zack snapped. "Benny's collar!" He virtually spat the words in disgust.
Alex sat up, shifting back to lean on the headboard. "What's your problem?" he asked, now as confused as he was annoyed.
Zack's eyes narrowed as he stared at Zane who remained silent, moving slightly closer to Alex for cover. "You're in charge now, you're his Master, so wearing another Master's collar, that's just outright disrespectful!"
"What's your problem? It's just a collar," Alex said with a dismissive shrug.
Zack nodded, feigning his acceptance of Alex's comment. "Oh okay, just a collar," he said, then stared straight at Zane. "Take it off then!"
"No!" Zane said instantly.
"See, if it was just a collar, he'd be willing to take it off," Zack explained.
"Ugh, whatever, this isn't a conversation to be having at one AM!" Alex said in frustration. "Get to bed."
"Okay," Zack said casually, surprising both Zane and Alex. He stepped towards the bed and started to climb on.
"Zack, what are you doing now?" Alex demanded through gritted teeth, his patience wearing thin.
"Getting to bed... obviously!" he replied.
"Bed's already full!" Alex insisted.
"Yes, well not for long," Zack said back, climbing over his cousin and forcing the two eighteen-year-olds apart to kneel between them. He pulled the duvet off of Zane then said with another sneer, "That collar means you're Benny's little puppy. Well everyone knows puppies shouldn't climb on the furniture!" He gave Zane a sharp shove, sending him flying off the bed and onto the floor. He leaned over the side, staring down at the dazed Boy and added, "Puppy sleeps on the floor!"
"Zack, what the fuck!?" Alex yelled at the sudden violence, his eyes widening with fury as he jumped up to check on Zane.
"Ah yeah, there he is. There's the Alex I remember!" Zack said, his eyes widening too as a grin spread across his face. He reached out and grabbed Alex's wrists, holding him back from looking down at the Boy on the floor.
"ALEX! LET GO!" Alex bellowed, his face reddening as his breaths deepened.
"That's it. Let the real Alex out!" Zack taunted.
Alex's heart was racing. He was worried Zane was hurt, he knew he should check on him, but the rush of adrenaline was intoxicating. He hadn't felt so angry, so furious, so energised in months! He yanked his hands free of Zack's, then grabbed his cousin's shoulders. "Don't make me do this," he said, pleading as much as he was warning.
"Do it!" Zack said, grinning wickedly.
Alex was breathing so heavily he was almost hyperventilating. His last remnants of self control melted away as he raised his hand and swiped at Zack, slapping his cheek so hard that it knocked him down onto his back.
The grunt of delight Zack let out made Zane cringe as he cowered on the floor. Sore from the fall and scared of the encounter going on above him, he rolled onto his front, pushed up onto all fours and started crawling away. He had barely moved two feet away when he felt a hand reach down and grab at his collar, tugging him back and choking him slightly.
As Zane looked up, trembling, he saw Alex staring down. The friend he had come to spend the night with totally gone, replaced with a snarling beast. "STAY. RIGHT. THERE!" Alex growled.
Zane curled up into a ball, squeezed his eyes tightly closed and tried not to hear what was happening on the bed.
Wednesday 27th May 2015
Josh was heading towards the house, eager to join in another night's activities with his new part-time house-mates. It still seemed strange not spending every night with his boyfriend, Dale, but he was quickly getting used to it. As he rushed down the street, eager to arrive and join in with whatever the new temporary Master had planned, he saw a bus pull in at the stop a short distance ahead.
"Hello," he said politely as Quentin stepped off.
"Oh, hey Josh," Quentin replied, pleasantly surprised to see his room-mate. "Running a bit late?" Quentin was normally the last person to get home each day, so it was unusual to see that someone else had yet to arrive.
"Yeah, Dale's got the car so I'm running a bit late," he explained as the two started walking side-by-side.
"Ah right. How you doing then?" Quentin asked.
Josh shrugged. "I'm good, just looking forward to tonight,"
"Me too. Maybe we'll get these off!" Quentin said, reaching down and grabbing the chastity device on his cock.
Josh chuckled. "Yeah, that'd be nice," Josh agreed, suddenly becoming very aware of his own device. "But it's only been four days. No way Alex is that nice!"
"I dunno, he can be at times," Quentin said with a shrug and a hopeful smile.
Josh frowned slightly at the comment. He still found it hard to think of Alex being nice. It seemed a little wrong to be holding onto a grudge. After all, he had forgiven Benny who had done much worse things to him than Alex ever had, but as much as he tried to get past it, a feeling of doubt and suspicion still lingered.
"What? What's with the look?" Quentin asked, Josh's feelings blindingly obvious.
Josh shrugged. "I just.... I don't know. There's just something about Alex. I can't..." he sighed, thinking about it. "I just can't quite put my finger on it."
"Fair enough," Quentin nodded. "That's kind of how I felt about him at first, but... well he's proven himself. And I've gotta admit, he's actually doing a really good job being in charge."
"I s'pose," Josh accepted, doubt still plaguing him as they walked through the gate onto the driveway up to the house.
"He is. Last night was great. The things he came up with for us, it was just a good night all round, you know, except for the chastity!"
Josh laughed. "Yeah, but hey, at least you got to cum before they got put on! I so needed to blow by the end of that session!"
Quentin nodded his understanding. "It's okay, I can sympathise now. Alex had me on the milking machine last night. Not fast enough to make me cum, obviously!"
"Damn!" Josh said sympathetically. "How long?"
Quentin shuddered slightly at the memory. "Three hours! My balls feel just about ready to drop off!"
"Fuck, yeah I can imagine," Josh said, both dreading the evening ahead and looking forward to it simultaneously.
They walked up the steps to the front door and let themselves in. As always, they were greeted by Roger.
"Clothes," the large General said gruffly, prompting the two new arrivals to quickly strip.
With their clothes folded in two neat piles, both Quentin and Josh stood to attention ready to receive their orders for the evening.
"Quentin, you're on kitchen duty tonight. Josh, you'll be with Malik," Roger explained. "You may go."
The two Boys walked away from Roger towards the kitchen door. Once they were safely out of earshot, Josh groaned. "Malik? Guessing I'm in for more edging then. Fuck my life!"
"Don't pretend you don't love it!" Quentin said, winking as he gestured towards Josh's rapidly tightening chastity cage.
Josh just giggled shyly and shrugged before turning away towards the cellar door. "See you later," he called back as Quentin headed into the kitchen.
Down in the cellar, he made his way to his Dorm. As he reached for the door, he paused. It sounded like someone inside was crying. With Quentin upstairs, that probably meant it was Zane. He had already become quite fond of the younger man in the few nights they had shared a Dorm. He had actually missed him when he had spent Monday night elsewhere.
"Zane?" Josh asked as he opened the door. The light was off so he turned it on as he stepped inside. He heard a loud sniff come from Zane's bunk.
The eighteen-year-old quickly wiped his eyes, then sat up and smiled. "Hey Josh," he said cheerfully.
"You okay?" Josh asked, his head tilting sympathetically.
"Yeah, I'm good. How you doing?" The younger man asked casually.
"You were just..." Josh started, but stopped himself. If Zane was making such an attempt to cover up his tears, he obviously didn't want to talk about it. Instead, he smiled and replied, "Yeah, I'm good!"
"Cool, well I should get going anyway. I'm on household duties tonight with Quentin," Zane said, jumping up and heading past Josh to the door.
Josh reached out and placed a hand on Zane's shoulder as he passed, smiling warmly. He got a slight smile back before the Boy was gone.
Taro did his best to stretch, but the ropes binding him were well tied and virtually restricted all movement of his arms or legs. He had no idea how long he had been suspended there in the middle of the room. He had been able to keep a rough track of it to begin with, but once the blindfold went on, the teasing started and he got both ends filled with a couple of loads, he quickly lost track.
He desperately wanted to get down and stretch his tired muscles, but at the same time he wanted to stay hanging there all night. He had a feeling he might be let down soon though as he had heard Alex dismiss the other Boys a few moments earlier. Suddenly, the blindfold was pulled off. Taro squinted slightly as his eyes readjusted to the light.
"Good job, Boy," Alex said with a smile. "You enjoy that?"
"Oh God yes!" Taro said excitedly.
Alex smiled, then slid his hand up taro's arm, down his back and onto his thigh. "Aching yet?"
"Yeah, a lot!" Taro replied, thankful that it seemed he would soon be free to move again.
"You're not letting him off that easily, are you?" a voice called from behind Taro.
Taro tried to look, but couldn't turn his head far enough. The fact that he didn't immediately recognise the voice was, by a simple process of elimination, enough to narrow it down to one of the new arrivals, Josh or Zack. The voice was definitely that of a teenager though, not the much deeper voice of a man that Josh had, meaning it had to be Zack.
"Easily? He's been through a lot already!" Alex said back.
"Aww, a few hours. The poor baby!" Zack taunted.
Alex stared across the room at the younger teen. Such a simple taunt shouldn't bother him. Even if he wasn't the Master, such a simple tease should have been easily brushed off, but something about Zack could always get to him. "Fine, what would you do then?"
Zack walked across the room, held a hand up to Alex's ear and whispered. Taro watched in fear as Alex's eyes widened before a cruel grin spread across his face.
Without saying a word, Alex slipped the blindfold back on the hanging young man before walking to one of the equipment cabinets.
Taro gasped as he felt the firm plastic of a ball gag filling his mouth. "Mmmf!" he objected, but it was too late. A moment later he gasped again as he felt pressure against his already battered rear. A large butt plug was pushed in unceremoniously. Seconds after it was fully inside him, it began to buzz. "MMMMFFF!" he mumbled into the gag again.
Alex placed a hand on the hanging Boy's arm, then repeated his earlier motion, going down his back and onto his thigh. He reached down, gave the sensitive but already restiffening cock a quick tug then whispered in Taro's ear, "See you in the morning!"
Taro whimpered, desperately hoping it was all some elaborate mind game. Any hope of such a thing faded quickly as he heard the two teens leaving, the light clicking off and the door slamming shut loudly.
Saturday 30th May 2015
Alex sat on the sofa in his private lounge, playing a game on his ipad. Beside him, Zane sat quietly, writing in a small notebook.
"Hey, you in there?" Zack called through the door, knocking loudly.
"Quick, get on the floor!" Alex said, nudging Zane off the sofa.
Zane groaned. "For fuck's sake, who's in charge here? Him or you?"
Alex frowned. "Just... shut up!" he said quietly, then called out, "Yeah, come in!"
Zack smiled as he walked in, but it soon dropped away as he saw Zane sitting in front of the sofa, pulling his feet up onto the seat. He walked across the room, nudged Zane with his leg as he sat down beside Alex, then said, "Why d'you always keep him hanging around. Shouldn't he be, like, chained up outside or... I dunno, in his kennel or something."
"Don't, Zack. I'm not in the mood!" Alex said with a slight pout. "Whadda you want?"
Zack put on a hurt expression and asked, "What, can't I just want to spend time with my favourite cousin?"
Alex looked at the younger teen in disbelief.
Zack rolled his eyes. "Fine!" he said with a shrug. As he spoke, he reached out one of his legs and gently nudged Zane in the back. Getting a disapproving look from Alex, he rolled his eyes again and said, "I just had a few ideas for tonight, thought you might want to hear them!"
"Oh, let me a guess. A bit of edging, a bit of teasing, maybe like... two minutes of spanking and then a big ol' party?" Zack sneered derisively.
Alex huffed, sitting up straight, doing his best to keep calm under his cousin's criticism. "Okay, let's hear your plans then."
As Zack started explaining his suggestions for that evening, he let his foot slide onto Zane's back again. This time, he slipped his toes under the collar and pulled slightly.
Zane struggled to breathe, but refused to react. It was all part of the vicious bastard's ongoing war against his loyalty to the house's true Master. Every time Zack did something mean, every time he pushed Zane a little further, it only served to strengthen his resolve. He saw Zack for the bully and petty thug he really was and he refused to let him win. More importantly, he refused to leave Alex to deal with him alone. It made his chest ache every time he saw Alex slipping back into his old ways.
'He's coming back. Benny's coming back. He'll be back. Any day now,' Zane repeated in his head over and over as he gasped for breath, silent tears beginning to trickle down his cheeks. 'He'll come back for me!'
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