fanfic-Tunisi Holiday
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Title: Tunisi Holiday
Pairing: Reborn x Lambo
Rating: NC-17
Warning: slavery, abuse, ecc…
Lambo couldn’t still understand how he ended in a similar situation. He found himself put up for sale like a slave in a clandestine market in Tunisi. He was half naked, his wrists tied behind his back, the mind still confused by the drugs someone gave him, in a dreary room full of disgusting men, who kept on touching him everywhere. He couldn’t understand their language, but it was not difficult to imagine their comments. They laughed at him and looked at him with lubric eyes, they licked their lips foretasting all the pleasure Lambo’s beautiful body could give to the man who would be able to become his master…the drugs made him weak, he wasn’t able to fight back, and then probably it woud have been useless, but sure, as soon as he could, he would have tried to escape or something, even if this meant death. “It’s better to die that being touched by one of this pieces of shit…”
The seller started to receive offers for him and all those ugly men seemed to become very anxious by the desire to take possesion of him, but suddenly, a new man apperead and murmured something to the seller. This one repeated the offer to all the presents and the other men kept silent immediately. Lambo understood that man made a fabulous offer and he lifted up his head to watch him: he was surely the most ugly man in the room, incredibly fat, with an obscene scar in his face and orrible set of teeth, as well short disgusting wet hands. Lambo felt himself near to death only with the thought that man now had the right to hold him and to do whatever he liked with him… “Better to die, better to die…” Despite his weakness, he had the istinct to kick the seller who was giving him to the buyer and tried to run away, but that couldn’t work and someone stopped him with a pair of slaps, making him falling down. “Then kill me…”, was Lambo’s thought. “It’s better to behave, boy. We wouldn’t want to ruin your beautiful face and body, but if you are rebellious, I have the order to whip you.” The buyer smiled ironically, after saying it and kept. “I’m only the middleman, you’ll meet your master in a few time.” Lambo opened his eyes wide, surprised. So that man wasn’t his master, but he didn’t know if he could be happy about this…
The middleman dragged him, always tied, out of the room and made him go in a car, which was waiting. Even if It was late afternoon, nobody was around in the street. During the way, they stayed in silence and Lambo could reflect to his present situation…He arrived in Tunisia some days before, to have a relaxing vacation in a Club and to stay for a bit far from Reborn, who kept in treating him like a stupid. At the beginning everything was all right: the club was a nice place and he knew a lot of pleasant people. He was really enjoying his holiday, until he met an amazing girl who proposed him to visit Tunisi by themselves and to have dinner in a tipical restaurant. And they did, but in the middle of the dinner he felt his head becoming confused more and more and he fell asleep on the table. His last memory was the girl calling some men to take him. Probably, he slept an entire night. When he woke up, he was exhibited for sale. Lambo sighed deeply. No one of the Family knew where he was in that moment and before they discovered, he would be goodness knows where. He tried not to cry, thinking in this, but he couldn’t stop the big tears coming down from his eyes…
The car arrived to destination, in front of an ancient house in Tunisi. The middleman made Lambo going out from the car and, pulling him a bit, went to knocking the door. An old woman came to open. The man made a bow and let the boy with her. “Come on”, she said, “it’s time to meet your master.” Lambo was introduced in that beautiful arabian mansion, but he was too in low spirits to appreciate the glamorous place.
The woman, probably a servant, led him to a big, luxury hall, with an fountain in the middle and fine furniture, then she let him alone. The lights were suffused, so Lambo didn’t realize immediately there was someone else. He made some steps till the fountain, when a wellknown cold and sexy voice told him “Long time no see, Lambo. How are you?” Lambo felt his whole body shivering. “Can’t be possible, can’t be possible…” He slowly turned his back and saw Reborn, dressed in a precious kaftan like a calif, peacefully lying down on a divan. He looked at Lambo with his usual, damned appealing smirk. “Reborn…” “Yes, it’s me…now come on and kneel down.” “EEEHHHHH?” “Yes, kneel down in front of your master.” “Master?...” “I bought you, don’t you remember?” “You can’t speak seriously…”
Reborn stood up and went near by Lambo. They were so close Lambo could smell his skin’scent, what made his mind dizzy even more than the drugs. Reborn watched the other man with lusty and angry eyes, as if he wanted to devore him. Lambo couldn’t help but blushing hard under that glance. Reborn smiled maliciously and then said. “Idiot cow, don’t make me angrier than I am…” “Angry? And why are you angry with me?” Lambo answered with impertinence, remembering that he decided to leave after a fight with reborn. Yes, it was all Reborn’s fault. “Lambo, I had many reasons to be angry with you. First, you left Italy without telling me a word. Second, you found yourself abducted and sold like a slave. And this ‘cause you were naïve and careless as always.” Lambo hung down his head. He couldn’t object anything, Reborn was right. “…It’s not the first time I’ve to save you from danger for your stupid behaviour. This time, the only way to help you without a commotion was to buy you, but…” He lifted up Lambo’s head by force and looked at him straight in the eyes. “…that means now I’m your master and you are my slave, for all the time we’ll stay in Tunisi.” Lambo kept quiet, full of shame and anger. He felt really humiliated thinking he had to thank Reborn for his sake. “He always takes advantage of me. I won’t give him the satisfaction of seeing me acting like a crybaby.”
“Well”, he finally said, trying to assume the dignified air of a prince captived by his enemy, “you are right, I’m in debt with you. I’ll be your slave as you wish.” Reborn smiled again, a bit less angry than before. “I’m surprised to find you so willing, but it’s good…now kneel down and thank me properly for having saved you…” “Right, but please untie me...” “No, I like to see you tied. I’ll free you after. Do what I ask” and he obliged Lambo to kneel in front of him. He opened his kaftan and showed an impressive hard-on to his confused companion. “Suck me”. Lambo started licking slowly Reborn’s cock, the way the cold man usually liked, but that night the hitman was not for games or similar. He forced Lambo opening his lips and started to thrust in with no mercy, enjoying the feeling of fucking Lambo in the mouth and seeing him tied, totally helpless and vulnerable. This one thougt to be on the point of choking, but the worst was he realized to be aroused by the rough way Reborn treated him. He felt himself hardening more and more, and he couldn’t do anything. Luckily, in that way, Reborn did cum very soon. Just a moment before, he pulled off his cock from Lambo’s mouth and he sprayed his seed on his face, grunting loudly. He look to his cow with satisfaction. “I like to see your face covered by my cum. You are very nice...” “Reborn, please...” “Please what?” “Make me cum...” Reborn laughed at these words. “You are aroused by being raped in the mouth? You are really a pervert, slutty cow.” He made Lambo standing up and said: “Here you have to please me, not the opposite. Now follow the old woman, you have to take a bath, you are so dirty. And you have to change your clothes, too.” “No, no, I’m begging you...” But Reborn had already rung for the old servant, which arrived immediately and led Lambo out. “See you later, slave.”, said Reborn. “Don’t believe a blowjob is enough. This night will be very long for you.”
End of the first part