Texas 14
Title: Texas
Fandom: Slave fic
Summary: One cold ruthless man and two hot little slaves
Rating: NC-17, Adult, FRAO, and any other rating that says not for kiddies!!
Jug enjoyed the evening breeze with the naked boy in his arms. The breeze ruffled Paul’s silky locks. He felt the boy shift and sigh.
The bodyguard heard Texas swear and then resounding crash. Jug winced. Who knew what priceless work of art just bit the dirt. Jug eased Paul out of his lap. He would need to be on his feet when his angry boss blew in.
“Fuckers!!” Texas stormed out onto the portico. “We leave as soon as possible. I have a meeting with Carnegie and Alonzo as soon as we disembark.”
Jug placed a hand on Paul’s trembling shoulder. He watched as the boy eased down on his hands and knees. It made the brawny man uncomfortable to see the vivacious boy turn himself into Texas’ Puppy.
Texas watched with narrowed eyes as the Puppy’s forehead touched to cement at his feet. He glanced at Jug. The man nodded and walked away, his heart heavy for the boy.
“Up.” He cupped the boy’s neck when he knelt up. “Good boy, my Kitten is waiting. Jug will fetch you when it’s time.” He pulled the Puppy up onto his feet and kissed the pliant lips harshly. He put his lips against the boy’s ear. “Be prepared for the training room, I’m going to need you.”
The Puppy nodded and moved away to find his brother.
*~*
“You are being unreasonable, old friend.” Alonzo said easily and did not recoil from the dark haired man’s snarl. “You are not prepared for a war.”
Carnegie carded his slave’s hair. The young man at his feet was Green not Blue. “I am afraid I have to agree with the society brat.” He ignored Alonzo’s hiss. “This is just an incursion. You retaliate and Orcelos’ will bring in old world resources.”
“Unless,” Alonzo said with a raised eyebrow. “You accept that which you have denied since taking over for Carnegie.”
Texas stood at the floor to ceiling window overlooking the city. “Carnegie, leave us. I need to remind my old friend of our previous conversations.”
Carnegie smirked and pulled Green into his arms. “Let me know what you decide.”
Texas once again stood in silence. One thing about Alonzo, he did not break a sweat.
“So how is my sister?” Alonzo asked, brushing away a nonexsistent thread.
“In the Med, the last I heard.”
“She always was a sun whore.”
Texas remained quiet.
“We’re family, Texas. Let me add my resources to yours and the Orcelos’ would be a pesky fly on your radar instead of encroaching upon your boundaries.”
“What do you want?”
“You know that already.”
Texas hissed and turned on the man. “What do you think he will want? He’s mine; he gave himself up to me. He wears my collar.”
“And yet you only truly love your Kitten. How many times have you taken your anger out on the boy, used him and abused him, when you won’t raise your hand against your Kitten. He’s a good boy and doesn’t deserve it.”
The dark haired man laughed cruelly. “That’s because you’ve seen him broken to my will. You did not break him, I did. His submission is mine.”
“And you use it to rake in money hand over fist. He deserves to be as spoiled as your boy.” Alonzo shook his head.
“Be gone. Your nattering has given me a headache.” Texas roared.
Alonzo rose gracefully. “I will meet with you again over breakfast?”
Texas gave a sharp nod and ignored the other man’s departure.
*~*
The Puppy knelt in the center of the training room. His body was eerily still and his mind blissfully blank. He did not know how long he had been there but parts of his body were pleasantly numb.
He heard Jug moving around but it was more like a faint buzz at the edge of his consciousness.
The boy thought about his first time in the training room.
*~*
“Have you heard of headspace or subspace?”
Paul shook his head and tried to keep from shivering.
“It is were you go so far down in your sub-consciousness and let go. You are free to feel.” Texas gripped the back of his neck. “I’m going to gag you. You will be free of your annoying mouth.”
The boy felt a wave of nausea hit as the man secured the ball in his mouth. He squeezed his eyes shut to keep the man from seeing his terror.
Texas kept a firm grip on the boy’s nape as he whispered to him. He kept a close eye on the slender body’s reactions to certain words. He ignored the whimpering and the leaking tears.
Soon the boy’s body was still and his breathing deep. Texas maneuvered him into lying across his lap. He started off by massaging the firm ass before he started placing even swats. He could feel the cock harden between his thighs and the hips begin to rock into the ever increasing blows.
Texas shoved a lubed finger deep into the boy’s ass and watched with detachment at the result. The boy’s head snapped back and he howled around the gag. He felt the cum spew down his leg. He lifted the lax form and carried the boy to his bed. He brushed the sweaty hair back and gazed at the gagged boy.
“Very good, we will work on control next. You did very well.”
The next thing the boy knew was Jug’s hands were on him and cleaning him up.
*~*
Texas observed the kneeling boy. The Puppy had taken himself deep into his subspace. That was good. Texas needed to let go.
He attached the boy’s cuffs to the heavy hook. He watched as the muscles twitched and stretched to accommodate being bound.
Alonzo wanted this boy. But the Puppy was his. Texas felt rage bubble up. MINE!
He needed this. He wrapped his fist around the familiar weight of the bull whip and laid into his Puppy. The boy did not cry out. He striped the boy’s back with five quick lashes and all the boy did was twitch.
Texas went into a full blown rage. He did not remember where he was. He rained blow after blow on the boy’s vulnerable back, not caring when he struck thighs, legs, or when the tail of the whip recoiled and struck the boy’s chest.
“BOSS!!” Jug physically pushed Texas against the wall. He wanted to go to the boy but he had to stop the enraged man first.
Texas shook in the release of the endorphins pumping through his blood. He did not acknowledge the boy.
“My god, boss.” Jug was disgusted. He let Texas slump and hurried to the boy’s side. The Puppy had fainted dead away.
Jug did not know where to touch the boy. His body was one big gaping wound. He flipped open his cell and called Texas’ physician. He was worried for the boy’s health. He followed the commands in his ear.
*~*
Paul moaned. He tried to turn but his body felt like it was on fire.
“Easy, Pup.” Jug slipped something in his mouth and he faded away.
He awoke and his room was silent. He slowly took in his surroundings. His master sat beside him with his head bowed and his shoulders shaking. He could see his collar in his master’s fist.
“Master?” His voice cracked, he felt so weak and his body was numb.
“I’m sorry, Paul.” Texas reached out to touch the boy’s hair but his hand froze in mid air.
“Master,” Fear poured off of Paul in waves. “What have I done, please, master!!? Please, I’m sorry. Whatever I’ve done, please forgive me. I’ll do anything Master, please.” The boy struggled through his pain to lever himself up.
He felt gentle hands on his shoulders. Kyle’s beautiful violet eyes were swimming in tears. His brother kissed him on the forehead and helped thim to lie back down.
Paul knew something was wrong. He hurt, god, he hurt. But it was the look in his master’s eyes that caused sobs wrack his thin frame.
Kyle curled around him. But for once his brother’s warmth did not offer peace.
*~*
Texas hit his knees in the training room and howled.