Author: Tenshi-chan
Warnings: Adult language, angst, AU, shounen-ai, some sap, yaoi, lemon
Pairings: 3x4, 1x2
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Don't own them... wish I did.
Bound Part 1
Heero growled as he stormed through the streets. One of his servants hadn't been doing their job correctly. As a result, Heero's pleasure slave was pregnant, and needed to be replaced. He had released his pleasure slave and promised to care for both her, and the child. And, if no legitimate heir was born to him, her child would inherit his land and title. Still... he was in a horrid position. He hated the slave sector of the city. So many people abused slaves.
Figuring to get an new slave, rather than one owned by someone else, he headed for the auction block. While passing an alley, he heard the sound of a whip followed by a muffled scream... bespeaking of a gag. Intrigued, Heero approached the source and found a portly man and holding a whip. From the looks of the chained youth, he'd been using it quite a bit. The youth was pale with long hair the color of chestnuts. From the look and smell, the slave hadn't been bathed for a while.
Unaware of the audience he had, the portly man lashed the chained form. A line of red appeared on the pale skin. "I warned ya! I told ya if ya slipped up an' wuz returned ONCE more, I'd whip ya ta death!"
Heero stepped forward and clamped a hand around the man's wrist. The strangled sounds coming from the chained slave shot straight through him. He decided that, regardless of gender, he would buy the youth and keep him as a pleasure slave. That would prevent the problem of pregnancy. "What has he been trained for?" He felt his breath catch as the youth's head shot up. Deep blue eyes the color of the evening sky met his. The anguish and shame in those eyes tore at Heero.
The trader snorted at the nobleman. "He ain't been trained. He was a stowaway... an orphan by his clothes... on a slave ship. He wuz caught. Rest is history. You don't want him."
Heero snorted at the man's presumption. "You expect him to just accept being a slave after being able to go where he wanted to?" He approached the beaten and filthy youth. 'Clean him and get my healer to work on him and he'll be a real beauty!' He nodded. "I'll give you your original asking price."
The slaver shook his head. "Can't. He's attacked all three of his masters."
Heero didn't take his eyes off the youth... he was busy removing the gag. "Who were they?" He watched the slave open and close his mouth as if to relieve an ache. When the youth met his eyes again, fear had started filling them. "Shh."
"Lord Wingham, Lord Waldrip and Lord Balsm."
Heero scowled a little and felt an urge to hug the youth. He knew the men named... their cruelty had no match. "I don't blame him for attacking them. They're all very cruel men, and they've killed more slaves than anyone else... mainly because they enjoy killing them and they can do it without reproach." He caressed a bruised cheek and gazed at the youth in concern. "Did any of them force themselves on you?"
The slaver sputtered. "He is a slave!"
Heero growled and turned to the man who was getting on his nerves. "He had no training, no history, no way of knowing what to expect! He may be a slave, but he is still a human being." He turned back to the youth, who was still chained. "Answer me honestly. Did they force themselves onto you?"
The fear in the youth's eyes increased as he managed to mumble out an answer. "They... tried. 'Swhy I..." He flinched as the whip stung his skin.
Heero turned to the slaver and yanked the whip out of his hands. "I am a purchaser! You are damaging MY property! What was the original asking price for him?"
The answer came from the slave. "It was a hundred, master. I wasn't as ugly as I must be now."
Heero turned and granted a kind smile to the slave before pulling out his purse. He paid the slaver the original price, plus an extra fifty. "The keys." As the slaver unlocked the shackles, Heero massaged the bruised skin. "If you promise not to attack me, I'll promise never to mistreat you."
Seeming to know that this was his last chance, the slave meekly nodded.
Heero took a deep breath. "I'm going to be honest with you. For the first few weeks you are there, you are going to be trained to be my pleasure slave." He saw the alarm and made a soothing motion. "I'll make sure you experience no pain. I will be training you myself so you know what will please me. Your duties will extend to the upkeep of my bedchamber, and to see to my meals. Our first order of business will be to get you cleaned, fed, healed and rested. You need a few days to recoup and get settled in." With that, he held his hand out. "You know that this is your only option. I don't want to hurt you by carrying you over my shoulder." He sighed in relief as the slave held his hand out, and gently grasped the slave's wrist. "I know you must be tired and in a great deal of pain. I'm sorry I can't help you right now. Just concentrate on putting one foot in front of the other."
The slave nodded and closed his eyes in resignation. "Yes, master."
Heero nodded and led his new slave towards his house.
*****
"I'm taking you to my private bathing chamber first. I'm sure the perspiration and dirt on your skin isn't helping matters." He stopped to speak to a guard. "Have Relena meet us in my bathing chambers. And have one of my servants bring clothing suitable for sleeping in for my new pleasure slave. Remember to tell them the gender and that sleeping is all he'll be doing."
The guard took a quick look at the slave and nodded before walking away.
Heero stripped his new slave of his tattered loincloth, and soothed the youth as he cried out in alarm. "You cannot keep that. It's filthy. Besides... you need to get cleaned off. You aren't trained yet, so calm yourself."
The slave lowered his head in shame. "Yes, master."
Heero sighed and placed his fingers under his new slave's chin. "You never have to lower your eyes when we're alone. You have nothing to be ashamed of. Once we get you cleaned off and have Relena heal your injuries... I'll let you see yourself in a mirror. You are very beautiful." He felt his heart lighten when the slave gave him a very shaky smile. "Now... I'll clean you off. The first lesson... is I prefer a slave that doesn't stink. Hygiene is very important. We will probably be bathing together in the future." He took one of the soft linen cloths and some soap made with extracts of mint and sage. With gentle strokes so as not to harm his new slave, he cleaned the youth. "I keep forgetting to ask this. What is your name?"
The slave had been sighing at the gentle treatment, but jumped in surprise at the question. "Master?"
Heero smiled sadly. "Your name. What is it?"
The slave took a deep breath and let it out. "I don't know my real name, Master, but I call myself Duo."
Heero nodded. A lot of orphans never knew what their real names were. "All right, Duo. My name is Heero, and when we're alone, you may call me by my name." He started cleaning Duo's arms. "I'm sorry this happened to you, really... if I could set you free, I would."
Duo smiled a little. "Thank you." He blushed as Heero finished with his arms. "Uh..."
Heero chuckled. "Calm down... it's nothing I haven't seen before." He cleaned Duo's torso with the same gentleness he'd used on the slave's slashed-up back. "Relena is the best. When she's finished, you won't even have any scars. Nothing should blemish such lovely skin." He decided to take Duo's mind off of what he was doing. "Why did you decide to stow away on a slave ship?"
"There were no other options open to me..." Duo glanced around before finishing. "Heero. It was either hop on the ship or be sent to a workhouse. If I had known what I was getting into, I would've chosen the workhouse."
"You've had bad luck, and I do apologize for that. You'll be all right now."
"As a pleasure slave?" Duo snorted.
Heero chuckled at the spirit Duo still had. Being a slave of three of the cruelest men Heero knew of, many would be sniveling and on their knees kissing his feet. "I'm glad to see that your spirit hasn't been broken. The last thing I want is a pleasure slave who will be a limp fish in bed." He drew the cloth along Duo's limp manhood and started stroking.
Duo gasped and bit his lip as the gentle sensation shot up his spine and down to his toes. He HAD felt it before... but never because another person was doing the motions. He shook his head in denial as his new master's hand started moving faster, but he couldn't find the strength to voice his objections. He was having a hard enough time breathing and trying to keep himself from becoming more aroused.
"You're a virgin, aren't you?" Heero continued his gentle, if fast, motions on Duo.
Duo whimpered, but he knew he had to answer. "Yes. Please..." At the moment, even he didn't know what he was asking.
"Shhhh. Shhh, Duo. Let yourself feel it. There is no shame in what you are feeling." Heero watched with saddened eyes as his new slave fought making a sound. Aside from the harsh breathing, Heero would have thought the youth unaffected. It took a few more minutes, but a strangled sob escaped Duo's throat as he came in the water. That sob was only the first. Heero soon found that Duo was sobbing broken heartedly. It was such a pitiful sound that Heero pulled his new slave close. "Shhhh... shhh. There's nothing to be ashamed of, Duo. Your body reacted to a stimulus the same as my body would. Shhh. I wanted you to feel the pleasure I could give you."
Duo was far from comforted. "I don't WANT to feel pleasure, dammit! I don't WANT to enjoy being a pleasure slave."
A soft voice, dripping with barely concealed anger, spoke up. "Your wants don't matter here, slave. You summoned me, My lord?"
Heero nodded. "A moment, Relena." He quickly washed Duo's hair and wiped the tears away from the youth's eyes. "There." He tugged Duo out of the water and pulled Duo's long hair into a loose braid so that Relena could tend to all of his injuries.
Duo kept his eyes lowered. His dignity was all but gone as it was. A woman seeing him naked didn't bother him as much as it would have. He wanted to break down and cry for days. He had wanted to do just that from the moment he had first been chained.
Relena walked all around Heero's new pleasure slave. "A male? I guess that was sparked by Hilde's pregnancy. There's a lot of damage here. That, and the blood he's lost... he won't be up to anything for about a week. And you'll be without my services for a month. A complete healing will drain me of almost everything."
Heero nodded. "My herbalist will tend to my needs in that amount of time. You will be well compensated for your trouble."
Relena snorted, a little irked that she was going to such trouble for a mere slave, but slapped her hands together and started chanting.
Duo bit his lip as Relena's chanting made him feel drowsy. There was a whisper in his head telling him not to fight the healing... to give in to the drowsiness. A finger of warmth started on his toes and slowly enveloped him. He sighed as a feeling of safety was added and he almost giggled as he wondered if he'd felt that way in his mother's womb.
Heero watched Duo's eyes close and he stepped forward to catch his falling slave. The pale blue light that had surrounded Duo faded away leaving the youth healed and whole... and beautiful.
Relena smiled wanly. "He is... worth it." She bowed and stumbled towards the door, passing Hilde as the girl entered.
Hilde smiled warmly at Heero as she approached. It was going to be odd calling him "My Lord" instead of "Master." She held a set of dark blue sleeping garments. She watched a moment as he dried her replacement. "My replacement?"
Heero nodded. "Yes. Is that why you came? To see who would be replacing you?"
"Of course! He's very beautiful." Although she frowned a little. The youth still had a few minor bruises that would fade. "He's been very badly treated, hasn't he?"
"More so than you think. Unlike you, he was never trained for anything. He was caught as a stowaway on a slave ship and they tossed him in with the merchandise." Heero started putting the soft garments on Duo. "I wish I had gotten him first. Although he's still a virgin, he's been manhandled by all three of his former masters." He smiled gently as Duo's eyes blinked open. "Come... come see yourself." He helped Duo stand and supported him as he led the slave to a full-length mirror.
Duo blinked as he stared at a reflection that he never thought to see again. Almost all of his bruises were gone, From the lack of pain when he moved, he gathered Relena had really done her job. His hair was back in a braid. He could almost believe that he'd never been enslaved. His hand moved to touch something which was no longer there, and the spell was broken.
Heero had noticed the movement. "What were you looking for?"
Duo sniffled. "My cross... a gift from some nun who took me in one winter... it was a simple thing... but it was the first time anyone ever gave anything to me." The woman had been like a mother to him, and he felt her loss sharper than ever before. Before he knew it, he was in his master's arms crying like a child.
"What happened to it?" He hoped that the slavers hadn't taken it off him. The cross could be anywhere if that were the case. He wanted to give something back to his slave. The youth had lost enough as it was.
"My... my last master took it. Thought it'd keep me more docile." He sniffled and suddenly noticed that he was wrapped in his master's arms... his NUDE master's arms. Suddenly uncomfortable, he squirmed to get away.
Heero released Duo sadly then watched his slave's nervous movements. Duo's ears had tiny holes in them... a sure sign they were pierced. "Who pierced your ears?"
"My first master... right before he tried to..." Duo blushed and pulled at his earlobes. "Why didn't your healer take care of the holes?"
Heero sighed. "Because she knew that you were to be my pleasure slave. You can always tell the type of slave by whatever jewelry they wear. A pleasure slave always wears earrings. I think I might have a pair of gold studs in my room." He stood and dressed, then helped Duo to stand. He made sure he had a firm grip on Duo's wrist as he led the youth to his rooms. "You are to remain in my chambers for a few days... until your clothing is ready."
Duo scowled. 'And if you think I'll obey, you have another thing coming. I promised not to attack you. I never promised not to try and escape.' Duo remained docile... knowing he would be free in a few hours.
TBC...
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