Love Conquers All Part 4
Duo curled up on the floor in the corner of his Master's bedchamber. Chang had been "kind" enough to give him a straw-stuffed mattress and a thin blanket for his bed. Duo was dressed in only a knee-length rough cotton tunic. Chang had decided that a breechcloth was not necessary since it interfered with his immediate assess to his Pretty One's genitals whenever he needed to quench his lusty thirst.
Dull hair curtained Duo's face and shoulders in ragged cords, tangled and snarled. There was an ashen tint to his skin. His once bright blue eyes were listless from lack of sleep and secret crying. Oddly Chang had allowed Duo to keep his plain cross. He did not understand his Master's generosity but he didn't question his motives either. He was simply thankful that the fates had not taken everything from him. But as downtrodden as Maxwell looked on the outside, in his soul there was still a fire that continually burned fueled by his hatred for Chang and his love for Heero. Tucking the blanket under his chin Duo shut his eyes and shivered in the never-ending night of the Dragon's Lair.
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Chang fed Duo meager meals designed to keep him alive but not provide sufficient energy for him to do much more than keep the Dragon's house and withstand the long and often painful lovemaking sessions his Master demanded any hour of the day or night. He was allowed to bathe but as hard as Duo scrubbed he could not wash off Chang's sexual scent. It was as though he had been permanently marked and no amount of soap and water could remove the claim.
When Chang was at "home" Duo was allowed to move freely about his prison. The diabolical creature had a mental connection with his pet, he could sense him at all times. This link made it impossible for Duo to go anywhere within the castle's confines without Chang knowing exactly where he was and what he was doing.
Duo also suspected that Chang could read his thoughts. Sometimes his owner seemed to study him as Duo did his assigned chores. His slanted ebony eyes followed his slave with intense interest as if his mind was recording every movement. Even when Duo was alone there was always a tingle in his head, the same phantom feeling he always experienced whenever Chang did his studying.
There was one room, however, that was always locked. While the bolted door created some curiosity, it was just as well that Duo didn't know what was inside.
"The elements of black dreaming." Duo would tell himself each time he passed the mysterious door.
Whenever Ryuujin left to hunt Duo was shackled in the Incantation Chamber's morbid misery. There was the constant stench of sulfur, an unyielding chill and the death mask's vacant stares. He would lay in the damp darkness clutching his tarnished cross, staring in wonder at the gleaming cross standing in the corner that held such a profound mystery. But Duo still preferred the desolation to Chang's company. He dreaded the Dragon's return from his hunting. First there was the sound of great wings beating the air then the scraping of claws on the stone floors. Ryuujin would enter the Great Room then stand silently in the Chamber's archway proudly showing off his kill to his shackled pet. This display of his latest victim's limp bloodied body was used to validate his skill and strength and to remind Duo that the same horrible death would come to him if he every refused his Master's wishes.
Three nights after his capture Duo managed to steal a knife while he was cleaning up after supper. It was Chang's practice in the evening to retire to the Incantation Chamber for his nightly meditation. The Dragon, defying another natural law, hovered above the floor in a lotus position, eyes closed, breathing steady and even. In this state of complete relaxation Chang was the most unguarded, his senses not as in tune with what went on around him.
Duo knew if he had any hope of escape he had to disable Chang and that during his meditation time was the best opportunity. Duo took advantage of his bare feet to quietly sneak up behind his merciless Master. Foot by foot he closed the gap holding the knife at shoulder height, muscles tensed and ready to plunge the sharpened blade deep into the base of Chang's skull.
Finally the distance was closed. Daring not to even breathe Duo put all his mental focus into carrying out his deadly mission. The Dragon would die by his hand or Duo would die trying. His arm quivered from the tension but nothing in this life or the next was going to stay his hand.
The knife started forward set squarely on its deadly path. At the blade's very tip a reddish glow sparkling over the tempered metal. The glow increased spreading up the blade, the handle then over Duo's hand. A prickling, like when your hand or foot goes to sleep, traveled upwards over his wrist. Picking up speed the glow intensified, the tingling growing hotter on his skin. Rapidly it gathered in his muscles then shot straight up into his shoulder. An excruciating pain drove out Duo's breath. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead. His fingers went numb releasing the knife. The dropped weapon hit the floor with a hollow clink. Duo grabbed his shoulder doubling over at the waist. Looking up through his moist bangs Duo could see that Chang had rotated in his elevated position. A phantom grin was fixed on his face as if Duo's act of defiance was quite amusing.
"I was wondering when you would gather the courage to try to best me." Chang sneered narrowing his eyes on his rebellious pet. "You are brave I will grant you that, but you do know that this disobedience cannot go unpunished."
Duo bow his head and closed his eyes knowing all he could do was suffer whatever retribution his Master decided was suitable for his crime.
Chang took advantage of his Chamber's implements. Duo was strapped in an overextended spread eagle fashion on a rough-hewn frame. That night the Dragon took his time to gratify his sexual appetite. All Duo could do was scream and beg his tormentor to quickly end his suffering. "I am sorry my pet but you gave me no other choice." Chang responded to Duo's pleading, "You should be grateful that I have remained in my human form. I do this for your sake because you have been a wondrous lover."
After the first session of the Dragon's passions Duo passed out but that did not save him, Chang merely waited until he came around and began over again.
Duo still bore both physical and mental scars of that night. The horrid abuse played itself out over and over again in his night terrors. He had not slept through the night since then and during the day moved sorely through his daily tasks. But Duo would not give up. Being separated from Heero was far worse that any torturous acts Chang could do to him. One day Chang would pay for his sins. One day!
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The Dragon's "mind tingle" crept through Duo's sleep-dulled brain. The memory of his failed attempt to kill the Dragon came on with full force. Duo shuddered knowing Chang was standing over him even before he opened his eyes. Knowing how dangerous it was to ignore his Master Duo submissively stared up into brooding black eyes.
An unreadable smile tugged at Chang's mouth as the leaned down over his pet. "Did you fetch the water?"
"Yes Master."
"And the firewood?"
"Yes Master."
Chang's smile broadened. He was pleased with his Pretty One's surrender. "It did not take as long as I thought to break the mortal's spirit." He told himself turning towards the bed. With a contented sigh he sat down. "Come here." he ordered harshly as he untied his overvest and slipped it over his shoulders.
Duo got to his feet bracing a hand on the wall for support. With a wobbly gait he crossed the short distance to stand before his Master. "The boots." Chang growled, lifting his foot. Duo knelt pulling off first one then the other knee-high boot then remained submissively bowed in his lowly position, eyes downcast, awaiting his next duty. The first night after Duo's capture he made the mistake of locking his sight with Chang's. The back handed slap and physical ravaging the insolent look triggered was something that Duo did not want repeated.
Chang tilted his head basking in the victorious sight of his pet's deferential posture. A single slender finger hooked under his Pretty One's chin. Duo raised his head but not his eyes. "As long as you are in that delightful position," Chang literally purred, "you might as well do some good." He finished spreading his legs to allow Duo access to the laces on his trousers that had already began to bulge in anticipation.
Without looking up Duo unlaced the pants. Chang lifted his hips so the interfering material could slip down until both legs were bare. Likewise the breechcloth followed. Now there was nothing between his manhood and his slave's quite talented mouth.
Duo pushed the thought of what he was about to do out of his mind. The only way he could perform his sexual duties and not become deathly sick was not to think at all. Once Duo considered pretending that it was Heero that he was pleasuring but he was afraid that Chang would read his mind and discover his coping fantasy. Duo knew that the Dragon would not deal well with another competitor and that it could mean his life if Chang discovered that the imaginary rival was Heero Yuy. No a blank mind and a numb heart was safer.
"Take it slowly my pet," Chang instructed, "a satisfying release will sharpen my hunting instincts." he announced grabbing a handful of hair to encourage Duo to do as he was told.
"Yes Master." Duo nodded as he felt Chang tighten his grip. Reaching up Duo wrapped one hand around Chang's manhood. "Don't think, don't think." Duo repeated over in his mind. The other hand cupped the sac gently massaging the tender area. Without any conscious thought, completely automatically, Duo began to perform his task. He had learned through harsh reprimands that Chang like him to flicker his tongue over the penis' head lapping the pre-cum like a dog in heat. The Dragon was a primitive beast, one reached on only the most lustful levels. The foreplay was often rough, carried out with a feral brutality. Bruises, pulled muscles and scarred skin were the ingredients of the Dragon's passion.
He knew that even though Chang said he wanted him to take it slow that too much time spent in the preliminary preparation could result in a flare of temper. A few more light brushes over the tip then Duo swallowed the enlarged member to its base. Chang grunted as his body reacted to the pressure of Duo's lips as he slid them from base to tip and back again. Two hands entangled in Duo's hair, more pressure was applied to keep his pet focused. Duo bobbed his head keeping to a carefully measured rhythm. Too slow and his Master might become angry, too fast and he might come too soon. A happy medium had to be maintained or Duo risked the pain of Chang's scathing reproach.
Chang lifted his knees draping them over Duo's shoulders. Now Duo not only had to concentrate on pleasing his Master but his frail body was expected to bear the full weight of Chang's leg as well. The cotton tunic clung to Duo's sweat-soaked back, twisting and binding, and making an already difficult job even harder.
Chang was breathing faster, panting like a wolf in chase of his prey. Duo could feel his Master's manhood twitch, knew it would not be much longer before the powerful ejaculation and the spray of acidic seed that would follow. But Duo could not bring the Dragon to release without explicit permission. He was not in charge he was only carrying out his Master's wishes. Duo paused drawing his lips back enough to speak. "Now Master?" he asked looking up meekly into Chang's pleasure contorted face.
The owner of Duo's life leaned close to his pet's ear running his tongue over the lobe. "You will not move until I am finished." he hissed. "Go on but the end had better please me." he warned Duo of the painful consequences should he fail.
Duo nodded respectfully tightening his stomach to fight the urge to vomit when the hot seed gushed forth. He closed his eyes preparing to bring Chang to a mind-blowing orgasm. "Heero." the name echoed in Duo's head. "Oh merciful God, no." Duo's mind screamed at the slip in control. "Maybe Chang was too close to coming to read my thoughts." he hoped taking in a sharp breath.
Chang tensed. His half-closed eyes popped open. One glare from his widened ebony pupils told Duo that the Dragon God had indeed intercepted the stray thoughts. Heero's name had been but a brief glimmer passing away in a second but Chang had heard, had felt the warmth the soldier's memory had sparked in Duo's heart.
The weighty legs fell off of Duo's stooped shoulders. One hand dropped away but the other kept its tangled hold. All Duo could do was hold his breath and ready himself as best as he could for the inevitable punishment. Duo's head snapped backwards, the sudden rearrangement bending his back as well. Chang's free hand grabbed solidly under Duo's chin. Now Chang's pupils were so wide that the white area surrounding them disappeared. From his eye's enlarged centers flames erupted like embers from a stirred fire.
"So your thoughts have betrayed you at last." the Dragon hissed increasing the pressure until Duo believed his jaw would break. "You know how I reward disloyalty." he screamed drawing back his hand. The anger-clenched fist crashed into Duo's cheekbone bringing on a flash of white light.
Duo struggled helplessly in Chang's rage-induced grip. "No Master," he gasped out the pleading words as the powerful grip closed off his throat. "Please." he begged as his lungs fought painfully for one life-saving gulp of air. Duo hands grappled at Chang's hands as long claws began to emerge from his fingertips. The razor talons cut into Duo's neck piercing the skin and drawing crimson droplets to the surface.
Duo's face was chalky, his lips blue as the very breath of life was slowly being squeezed out of him. "Before you die you unfaithful whore I will show you how passionate Ryuujin can be." Chang shouted.
Lifting Duo by his throat the enraged demon tossed him onto the bed before releasing his strangulating grip. Duo sputtered and wheezed as his lungs seized in his chest. Chang threw back his head unleashing an unearthly roar that started deep in his gut and exploded from his lungs in a deafening bellow. Towering over his terrified victim Chang transformed into Ryuujin in a blink of an eye. The tunic was ripped to spreads with one powerful swipe. The barbed claws also left deep cuts across Duo's chest that issued forth more scarlet strips.
The Dragon God climbed on the bed sinking his claws into Duo's legs and spreading them apart until Duo feared the pelvic joints would snap. From between his legs Ryuujin's huge manhood quivered fully erect and ready. Duo's hands were pinned over his head; his thin frame compressed under the Dragon God's massive weight. No preparation, no easing into Duo's battered body. As the bluish swollen head began to penetrate his unprepared opening Duo closed his eyes knowing it would be only seconds before he would be torn apart.
"Heero I love you!" Duo shouted with all the strength he had left wanting the calling of his lover's name and the declaration of his eternal love to be the last thing Ryuujin heard. Duo wanted the vile God of Evil to know that he might be able to take his body and his life but Heero would always have his heart and soul.
TBC...
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