by Justus Roux
“Yes.” Dante growled watching Angelique beat Leo. “Pleasure me, Bazil” He pushed Bazil’s head down to his cock. “Mmmm.” Dante purred feeling Bazil’s lips on his cock.
“Cry out!!” Angelique hit Leo harder.
“Make him scream!!” Dante yelled grabbing Bazil’s head, bobbing his head
Angelique quickly glanced over at Dante. That look of hunger and pleasure on his face inspired her. She aimed her next strike hitting Leo just above his cock. “Scream!” She struck again this time hitting him on his limp cock. Leo’s screams echoed through the room.
“YESSS!!” Dante growled holding Bazil’s head to him until he drained his cock dry.
Aurora latched onto Raven’s leg. Dante truly enjoyed the poor man’s misery this frightened her. “It is okay.” Raven looked down at her. She climbed up his body and wrapped her arms around his waist burying her face in his chest. “Shh, it is okay, you are a female, Master wouldn’t take pleasure in your torture.” Raven whispered to her.
“Unhand Raven, Aurora.” Angelique pulled her violently away. “Raven take him down and throw him back into his quarters. Get dressed first, my sweet.” She lovingly ran her hand down his chest.
“Yes Mistress.” Raven quickly pulled his pants then unhooked Leo and carried him out of the room.
“As for you.” She pushed Aurora into the bed with Dante and Bazil. “Pleasure Bazil.” Angelique smiled at Dante.
“Yes Mistress.” Aurora crawled over to Bazil. “What is your pleasure?”
“Suck his cock.” Dante rumbled. Aurora immediately obeyed still frightened from Dante’s earlier display. She could feel Dante’s eyes on her as she took Bazil’s cock into her mouth.
“Pleasure my Mistress with that amazing tongue of yours Bazil.” Dante climbed out of the bed and watched as Angelique straddled Bazil’s head. “Bend over and let me fuck that pussy.” Dante pulled her head back and kissed her roughly.
“Enjoy my love.” She moaned.
Dante grabbed her hips and plunged his cock deep into her. Dante watched Aurora as she continued to suck Bazil’s cock. Her touches were much softer than Angelique’s. He looked down to see his cock disappearing into Angelique’s pussy. Her sexy moans made him smile as he drove his cock deeper into her. He heard Bazil’s muffled moans which only serve to bring him closer to the edge of an amazing orgasm. “Ride my cock.” Dante slapped Angelique’s ass, she grinded her hips into him. Dante groaned as Bazil lifted his hips off the bed. “Let me see him cum.” Dante growled. Aurora removed her mouth and stroked at Bazil’s cock with the same rhythm her mouth was just going. Bazil’s hip rose higher as his juice erupted from his cock spraying all over Aurora’s chest and face. “FUCK YES!!!” Dante’s own orgasm hit him hard as he thrust wildly into Angelique. She screamed out her orgasm shortly after his.
“Mmm.” Dante purred falling into the bed. Angelique climbed off Bazil’s face and crawled over to Dante. “Come my Mistress.” Dante held his arms opened, she fell into them.
“Make them go.” Angelique said nuzzling against his chest.
“Bazil, take Aurora to your room and play.”
“Yes Master.” Bazil smiled at Aurora. He pulled on his pants and took a piece of cloth and wiped her face and chest off. “Come on.” He offered her his hand she gladly took it and followed him out of the room.
Chapter 16
Brent paced back and forth in Bazil’s room. “Where were you?” He yelled when Bazil and Aurora entered the room. “Wait…I don’t want to know.”
“Brent sit down.” Bazil motion to the bed he still had a firm hold on Aurora’s hand. She was nuzzled against his arm.
“What’s wrong?” Brent gently petted Aurora. She looked like a frightened child and it bothered him.
“I am alright.” She said quietly.
Brent looked around the room and spotted a small blanket that was thrown over a recliner. “Here.” He grabbed the blanket and wrapped her up in it. He led her to the bed and sat down next to her. Bazil observed his brother fussing over the little woman.
Bazil turned his head when he heard the bathing room door open. Wondering just who was in his room he went toward the door. The sight of the golden haired beauty was most pleasing to him. She wore only a sarong tied around her hips, her big breast covered only by her hair. She looked up to him; her dazzling blue eyes sparkled in the light. “Oh…” She fell to her knees in front of him. “I am sorry Bazil I didn’t know you were back yet or otherwise I would have been ready for you.”
“Please stand up.” He offered her his hand. “You need not fall to your knees in front of me.”
“But I am yours.” She slowly rose to her feet. “Mistress has given me to you therefore you are my Master.”
“I am nobody’s master.”
“But…” She lowered her eyes to the ground. “Don’t you want me?” The thought of going back to the playground made Trina sick to her stomach.
“What man wouldn’t?” Bazil lifted her eyes to his. “I am Master Dante’s favorite slave; I am no different than you. So please treat me as your equal for this is what I am comfortable with.”
“Okay…”
He gestured for her to sit down on the settee. “Brent what do you want?” Bazil stood in front of Trina gently playing with her hair.
“I want you to get the fuck out of here before you get hurt.” Brent stood up. “I have been listening to what the other men are talking about and I’m telling you that little bitch doesn’t like you.”
“I assume you are referring to Mistress Angelique.”
‘Yeah, now tell Dante to get you out of here.”
“Brent, I can’t even get you out of here.” Bazil sat on the floor in front of Trina. “And believe me I have tried. Dante will not listen; he keeps saying it is Angelique’s business.”
“And I told you not to worry about me.” Brent was growing tired of this shit. He wanted to grab Bazil and drag him out of here. This whole world was crazy. He glanced down at Aurora. “That’s it Bazil, get your stuff we are out of here, you too Aurora.”
“What?!” Both Bazil and Aurora exclaimed.
“You heard me. This is ridiculous why any of you would put yourselves through this shit!! Come on, I sure as hell don’t enjoy getting beat with that bitch’s whip and I sure the fuck won’t grovel at that bastard Dante’s feet…” Brent fell to the floor with Bazil’s unexpected punch.
Dante placed his hand in front of Angelique’s mouth to silence her as he watched Bazil hit Brent.
Brent quickly got up to his feet. “What the hell did you do that for?”
“Do not insult my Master.”
“What?!” Brent moved closer to Bazil. “Insult that bastard, hell I should kill that bastard for what he did to you!!” Brent shoved Bazil back. “Dante is a psychopath who needs someone to tie his ass up to one of those fucking post and beat his ass until he bleeds!!” Brent dodged Bazil’s next punch but was unprepared for Bazil’s charge. Both men hit the ground hard, Bazil attacking Brent like a wild animal. This threw Brent off never in all the years they grew up together did Bazil resort to violence.
“Look how he defends you, my love.” Angelique whispered.
Brent rolled over pinning Bazil to the ground. Though Bazil was full of rage he still couldn’t match Brent’s strength or agility.
“Bazil.” Dante growled. Angelique quickly stepped aside as Dante charged into the room. Trina and Aurora rushed to the other side of the room as Dante grabbed a hold of Brent lifting him off Bazil. He threw Brent across the room then bent down and pulled Bazil to his feet. He watched the blood trickle out of Bazil’s nose and mouth. He gently pushed Bazil down onto the settee.
“Come on you fucking bastard!!” Brent was up on his feet and ready. “After I kick your ass, I am taking my brother back home.”
Dante charged at Brent. Aurora gasped when Brent’s punch had little effect on Dante. “Please Bazil.” Aurora hurried to him. “Make Master Dante stop.”
“Shut up you little bitch.” Angelique pushed Aurora to the ground. She tore a piece of the bed sheet off and wiped the blood off of Bazil’s face, all the while watching Dante beat the crap out of Brent.
“Master, please stop!!” Bazil yelled out. Angelique watched as Dante immediately stopped.
“You should kill the asshole.” Angelique couldn’t contain her anger. Dante listened too much to Bazil.
“Don’t you begin to tell me what to do.” Dante pushed her away.
“Bazil tells you what to do.” She knew those words were a mistake the second they left her lips. Dante shot her a look that chilled her.
“Leave me.” Dante hissed at her. “All of you!!” He rumbled. “Except you, my Bazil.”
Aurora and Trina helped Brent to his feet. “Take him to his quarters, we will help him there.” Trina whispered to Aurora.
“Dante, you spoil this slave too much.” Angelique stood with her arms crossed by the door.
“And you risk much if you don’t leave now.”
Angelique quickly hurried out of the room. She will wait until he calms down then continue this discussion.
“Come my Bazil.” Dante laid down on the bed. Bazil crawled into bed next to him and relaxed in his arms. “I saw the way you defended me.” Dante kissed him on top of the head.
“Of course I would I ….”
“You what Bazil?”
“I love you Master.” Bazil closed his eyes almost regretted those words coming out.
“My Bazil.” Dante pulled him closer. “I care for you deeply, my Bazil.”
Bazil snuggled closer that would have to do and to him it was enough. Dante gently stroked Bazil’s hair. He was touched by Bazil’s words but Angelique was the only person in this world who would ever hear him say I love you.
***
Aurora gently wiped the blood off Brent’s face as he laid in his bed. He was still a bit dazed by Dante’s attack.
“Is he okay?” Trina stood by the bed.
“I think so.” Aurora checked him for broken bones and obvious signs of head trauma.
“Did you see Master Dante’s strength?” Trina sat down next to Aurora. “He threw Brent around as though he was a child.”
“Yes I noticed; just imagine what he could do to us.” Aurora didn’t even try to mentally picture that.
“Just imagine if he fucked you that violently.” Trina’s body heated up just thinking about it.
“Stop fussing with me.” Brent sat up, his mind clearing. Damn he didn’t expect Dante to be that strong or fast for that matter.
“Oh good you are alright.” Aurora and Trina climbed out of the bed. They have learned not to be around a man once he was beaten, he will always take it out on you. Both women moved to the other side of the room.
“Where are you going?” Brent asked as he slowly climbed out of the bed.
“Giving you space.” Aurora timidly replied.
Brent climbed out of the bed and walked over to them. “Hey, take me if you’re horny.” Trina said as she pushed Aurora behind her. “I owe Aurora and will take your anger for her.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“You men are all alike, Master or Mistress beats you and you try to redeem yourself by humiliating us or pounding your cock into our pussies until it hurts.”
Brent just stood there with his mouth open. “What?” Was all he could manage to say.
“You heard me. Well you will have to be satisfied with hurting me, leave Aurora alone.”
“I have no intention on hurting either of you.” Brent turned around and ran his hand through his hair. “What the fuck is the matter with all of you?!” He went over to the bed and fell into it. “Why do you let them do that to you, kick the fucker in the balls, scratch his eyes out, do something other than just taking whatever he throws at you, Jesus fucking Christ!!” He sat up. “Both of you are beautiful, gentle women, why in God’s name would you stay here and be treated like shit!!”
“I was being groomed to be Master Dante’s female.” Aurora spoke up “This is an honor.”
“Yes.” Trina chimed in.
“Really?” Brent climbed out of the bed again and stood in front of the women. “You know what is an honor?” He moved closer to Aurora. “To have a man look you deeply into your eyes and tell you how wonderful you are, how he can’t live without you…” He moved closer to Aurora taking her hands in his. “ how you are the best thing that has ever happen to him, how much he loves you, cherishes you, hell the honor that you give him by returning that love. That is an honor, not groveling at some bastard’s feet who can’t see what a priceless treasure you are.”
Aurora couldn’t break free of his heated gaze. His words were so beautiful, but that’s all they were words. “You are a very special woman, Aurora. Don’t measure your worth by how much you please that bastard.” Slowly he lowered his lips to hers.
“No, you can’t talk about Master Dante that way. He made Demetri and Mistress.” Aurora pushed him away.
“Aurora…I’m sorry, I have no right to question your lifestyle.” He gently touched her shoulder and turned her back so she was facing him again.
“Nor do you have a right to question Bazil’s lifestyle.”
And is if a sledge hammer hit him in the gut, he couldn’t escape the truth that she was right. “I just want my brother back.” Brent said quietly.
“Your brother is right here and he is a really sweet man.”
“But…” Brent sat down on the bed. “If he was in love with that Mistress I could accept this, but…”
“Your brother is in love with another man and this seems wrong to you.” Aurora sat down next to him.
“Yes.” Brent fell back into the bed.
“What does it matter who your brother loves, all that matters is that he loves.” Aurora ran her hand up his hard chest. “Master Dante cares deeply for your brother can’t you see that.”
“Sadly, yes.”
“Why is this sad? You should be happy that your brother is so cherished.”
Brent pulled Aurora to him. “Make love to me.” He whispered against her lips. He wanted to forget everything. Aurora tenderly began to kiss him as she climbed on top of him. He gently stroked her back as he deepened the kiss. She sat up and untied the sarong she wore then slowly unfastening his pants. Brent rolled her over and quickly pulled his pants off before laying on top of her. He captured her lips as his cock entered her. His thrusts were slow and even. They held that kiss the whole time he rode her.
Trina slowly walked out of the room watching them. Never had she seen a man make love so tenderly before. She couldn’t help but wonder if Bazil was as tender as his brother Brent was. God she hoped so.
Chapter 17
“Are you okay?” Leo heard a male voice ask as his eyes slowly opened. He wasn’t prepared for the pain Angelique dealt out; again he underestimated the little woman.
“Who are you?”
“Jarvis, we arrived at the same time, remember?”
“Yeah, that’s right.” Leo sat up in his bed. “Why are you here?”
“Yves told me to stay with you until you woke up; he didn’t want to be bothered with it.”
“Gee, I feel special. So what are you his favorite or something?”
“I am a prisoner just like you. Now that you are alright I must return to Yves.”
Leo couldn’t help but notice all the whip marks on Jarvis’ back. Sick fuckers he thought. Leo’s cock still ached from what that little bitch did to him, so he had no choice but to sit there in bed. His mind weaving plot after plot each with the same ending, Leo smiled as visions of Dante laying dead at his feet filled his mind. “Samantha I will get him baby, I swear it.” He whispered to himself.
***
“Your jealousy is pissing me off.” Dante brought his whip down across Angelique’s back.
“And you spoiling Bazil like that is pissing me off.” She snipped back. She grimace f
eeling his whip strike her two more times.
“You are stronger than that.” He hit her again. “That is one of the things I love so much about you.”
Angelique quietly took her punishment. Her sharp words in front of the slaves stepped way over the line. She knew Dante would punish her, he had to. Still she was surprised when he barged into her chambers and tied her to the post. However, this turned her on so much her pussy dripped with excitement. She wanted to stoke his anger to prolong her punishment.
“What else shall I do to you?” Dante moved to the front of her. “Ummm, I know.” He went over to the wooden box where she kept her playthings, and pulled the silver dagger out tossing aside its silky sheath.
She looked directly into his eyes daring him to do his worst. His smile slowly widened as he approached her. She gasped when he cut her dress from her with one quick movement. She looked down to see if he cut her and much to her relief he hadn’t.
“What else…” she hissed. She tried to watch as he moved behind her. She heard him go behind the bar. She closed her eyes picturing her chambers, mentally she followed his footsteps. He walked over to her bed and pulled something out of her nightstand. She slowly opened her eyes when she could smell his spicy, leather scent.
“Let’s see how you like this.” He rolled an ice cube over her right nipple looking into her eyes all the while. The coldness caused her nipples to become incredibly erect. She tried to read his face, surely this sweet sensation wasn’t his idea of punishment. Her eyes widen when he dropped the ice cube and held a long straight pin over a lighter flame.
“Will you cry out for me?” He grabbed her nipple roughly and slowly began inserting the pin through it.
“AHH!!” She tried to hide her cry by biting her lip. The burning metal, the sharp pain of the pin going through her nipple was excruciating. She felt the blood run down her breast, nothing more but a trickle. He pulled the pin out then took her nipple into his mouth.
