Bondage Mansion

***Bert***

When Robert woke this morning he was happy to see that Gerard was snuggled up to his side. He caressed his face and wished he still had his long black hair back. He loved to push it behind Gerard’s ears. He knew it would grow back and that the color would grow out again, but still he wondered what made Frank cut and dye Gerard’s hair in the first place? He would have to ask Frank at some point, but right now it was time to get up. Gerard and Robert had a long day ahead and they had to get going early.

”Sweetheart, Gee, wake up.”

Gerard fluttered his eyes open and croaked out a name that made Robert stiffen up.

”Please Frank, let me sleep a little longer.”

Robert looked down at Gerard and saw that he was still asleep. He realized that he must have been dreaming, but still dreaming about Frank, that bothered him. Robert realized that he never really asked Gerard what happened between him and Frank. Gerard seemed fine today so Robert did not think to push it, but now he wanted to know. He nudged Gerard again until he opened his eyes and focused on Robert. His heart melted a little when Gerard smiled and reached up to caress his face. He almost lost track of what he was going to say from this small gesture.

”Gee, did Frank do anything wrong to you?”

Robert felt Gerard’s hand stiffen on his face. He looked into his eyes and searched for the truth.

”What do you mean by wrong?”

”Well, did he force himself upon you like we feared he would?”

Gerard face showed he was processing the question. Robert waited for the answer.

”Well, I cannot say that I enjoyed eating and sleeping on the floor, but no, I do not believe he forced anything on me that I did not say he could do.”

”Did you actually sleep with him?”

”I can honestly say Bert that I did not. We did nothing like you and I have done.”

Robert was so happy to hear this admission that he swooped down and hugged Gerard tightly.

”I am so happy to hear this Gee. Now up up, we have to get going. A big day planned for us and if we do not go soon, we will not make it home by supper. Go find your best outfit and make yourself even more beautiful for me.”

Gerard stepped out of the bed and stretched. Robert had forgotten that he did not put on his pants last night and was staring at Gerard’s morning hard on. Gerard did not seem to notice.

”Um Gee, close your robe please.”

Gerard looked down and quickly tied the sash on the gown. He mumbled a quick apology and left the room to get dressed. Robert got out of bed and proceeded to wash up quickly from the basin of fresh water he just poured. He got dressed in his best attire and headed down stairs for an early breakfast. Gerard joined him soon and Robert’s breath was taken away. Gerard looked stunning. He chose an off-white shirt made of the finest silk that dipped low and showed off his pale skin. It had puffed out sleeves that tapered at the wrists. He still had to hide the bandages of course. His trousers were a light gray material that flowed and caressed his shapely legs. He chose a similar color boot for shoes and to round out the outfit, he picked out a light gray cravat that dipped down and covered the pale flesh of his chest for some modesty. Robert smiled as Gerard approached. Peter held out an off-white waist length coat for him to don.

”Thank you Mr. Wentz.”

”Not at all Master Way, and might I say you look fetching today.”

Gerard blushed at the compliment and thanked him again. He placed a matching hat on his head and as soon as Robert had his coat on, they linked arms and walked out the door as Peter held it for them. Robert leaned in and kissed Gerard softly on the cheek as Peter closed the door behind them. The carriage was waiting for them beyond the steps. Robert held the door open for Gerard and took his hand as he climbed in. Robert seated himself opposite Gerard, closed the door and bade the driver go. Gerard had no idea what was in store for him today, and Robert could not wait to see his face when they arrived at their destination, the art museum.

***Frank***

Frank had trouble sleeping last night for the first time since he arrived. He had a great day with Gerard until Robert had come home and interrupted their game. He must admit that he was surprised that Gerard wanted to play it after Frank had used it in a sick and twisted way to carve up his thigh. He and Gerard took turns choosing words for each other. While the words that Gerard chose were prose, Frank chose words that made Gerard blush crimson. It was fun as Gerard formulated the word and when he realized what it was, he stammered it out. Frank truly had fun making Gerard uncomfortable. Then Robert came home and ruined everything. His only moment of glee was when they both came down for supper, Gerard was upset, even though he tried to hide it and Robert was pissed and concerned. What ever happened between them, Robert was not happy with Gerard. Frank could only imagine what took place.

That was the problem though, that was the reason why he could not sleep last night. Why even sliding his cock between Jamia’s ass cheeks and then making her turn around so he could cum all over her face was not enough to relax him and put him out of his wandering thoughts. Why drinking a bottle of his best red wine and smoking the finest tobacco, laced with the plant that the whore’s used to undermine the wealthy out of their riches, did not work. The problem was Gerard. Never had Frank met such an interesting creature before. One that took up his mind full time if he was not within its presence. He should not be so fascinated with the man, but he was. He was in his dreams and in his nightmares, when he had them. He always knew where Gerard was because he could smell him. It had nothing to do with the added scent that he perfumed his body with, or the oils that he bathed in, no Frank knew what Gerard himself smelling like. The pheromones that he gave off naturally. They assaulted his senses and made him light headed. They made him want to tear down and possess Gerard and make him his own. Make him beg and plead for Frank to give him any attention. That was Frank’s true desire.

Frank dragged himself out of bed this morning yawning obscenely. He grumbled as he got dressed to make his way to the facilities. As he rubbed his eyes blearily, the scent of Gerard invaded his nostrils once more. He quickly looked up and saw Gerard descending the stairs. He looked radiant. The outfit he was wearing, the way he carried himself, and the smile on his face. He took the stairs as carefully as he would if he had been wearing a ball gown. Making sure that he stepped twice on each stair with his delicate feet. Frank watched him sweep his hand down the railing walking with his fingers at the last few steps. He also gingerly skipped down them as well. Gerard did not notice Frank or how he made his breath catch in his throat. He moved to the side of the Eastern Hall and watched as Gerard met Robert and how Robert smiled back. Frank wanted to punch Robert in the face for smiling at Gerard like that. He watched as Gerard donned his coat and hat and Robert did the same. They walked arm and arm out of the door and Frank just got a glimpse of Robert kissing Gerard’s cheek before Mr. Wentz closed the door to the house.

Now Frank was pissed, he was more than pissed, he was enraged. Who the fuck did Robert think he was?! Did he not realize that he was dealing with a dangerous man!? It was not wise to fuck with Frank because Frank fucked back and he was not nice about it at all! He should just shoot the fucker in the head and be done with this and take Gerard as his own. He could too and no one would say anything, not even Gerard right? Right? Well Frank was not sure. Gerard had proved that he had a fire inside him and that intrigued Frank. He wanted to be able to control the flame make it ebb and ignite as he pleased. Frank made his way to the table. Since the other two were not around he did not need to dispense with formalities. Mr. Wentz saw him and poured Frank some coffee. Frank asked when Gerard and Robert would be joining him and he was informed that Master McCracken and Master Way would be gone for the day, to return after night fall. Frank drank his coffee and Mr. Wentz asked if he wanted morning meal now. Frank declined and just grabbed a pear from the bowl of fruit on the table. He took the cup and fruit and headed to the Library. He entered and placed them on the table by the fire. He turned to look at Gerard’s painting and smiled at it. There was so much of the first three nights captured on the canvas. Robert was too stupid to see Gerard and Frank staring back at him. He could not see that the figure on their knees was Gerard and that his figure was chained to Frank with an unbreakable bond. Robert and Gerard did not have this. Frank knew what Gerard needed and Gerard accepted it with full surrender. He touched the canvas and drew a finger down the figure that represented Gerard. He wondered if Gerard could feel it at the same time. That would be amazing to have that kind of control. He left the painting and went to the chair and picked up Pansy. He strummed a light melody as he sat back into the chair and thought about Gerard. The room was filled with his scent and Frank breathed in deep and suddenly found himself falling into the much needed rest that he so desired last night. Gerard’s name was the last thing that slipped from his tongue as he nodded off. Frank slept most of the day away in the chair missing noon meal and nearly dinner. Jamia brought him tea sandwiches and scones with jam. He ate quietly and then slipped back to sleep. He did not realize how tired he truly was.

Frank awoke to the sound of Gerard and Robert returning. He stepped over to the doors and carefully eased them open. He watched as Gerard giggles, obviously drunk, and pulled Robert up the stairs. They stopped midway up and embraced. Frank could see Gerard trying to push himself onto Robert, but he saw that Robert was also trying to hold himself back.

”Gee, Gee, calm down, you're drunk and don’t realize what you are doing.”

”I may be drunk Berty, but I KNOW exactly what I am doing.”

Frank watched as Gerard began to strip on the stairs starting with the silk cravat around his neck and next the silk shirt he was wearing. He opened a button at the time and then sensually pulled his arms out of the sleeves and draped the material around Robert’s neck. He used the cloth to pull Robert to him and press his now naked chest to Robert still clothed one. He kissed Robert slowly and worked his way around his jaw and to his earlobe. Gerard whispered something in Robert’s ear, and even though he could not hear what Gerard was saying the color that Robert’s face was turning was a good indication. Gerard trailed his mouth from the ear to the jaw and then Robert’s neck. Frank watched as Gerard attached his mouth to Robert’s neck and Robert’s eyes fluttered closed. Frank was about to close the door and find something to break when he heard Robert cry out.

”OW GERARD! What was that?! Why did you just bite me?! Have you gone mad?!”

”What Bert, what?! I wanted to try something new, is that so fucking wrong!?”

”New, you wanted to try something new? What, biting like a mythical creature?! Like a half crazed mad woman?”

"Oh fuck you Bert. You can be so boring sometimes. Why can’t you be more like….”

”Like who Gerard? Like fucking who?! Like Frank?! Is that why you called his name out in bed this morning!? Is that who has been penetrating your mind, I bet he has even penetrated your body too?! I bet he has, I bet you let him do all the things that a man would do with a whore! Did you Gee!? Are you his fucking whore?! ANSWER ME!”

”Let go of me Bert, you’re hurting me! You’re such an ass when you’re drunk!”

"Fine Gee, fine. Go run off to your precious master! Maybe he can treat you the way you want to be treated!”

”Why are you doing this? Can’t you fucking understand I want to be with you and not him?! God, you’re so fucking Neanderthal in your thinking sometimes!”

Frank watched as Robert dropped Gerard’s arm roughly and pushed him out of the way against the wall. He stalked upstairs and slammed his bedroom door shut. Gerard just stood there on the stairs staring up at where Robert went. He could not believe what he just witnessed. Suddenly Frank saw Gerard’s gaze flicker to the Library doors. He knew that Gerard could not see him at the angle the door was, but then he suddenly heard Gerard descending the stairs quickly and heading in his direction. He ran back to the chair and turned it so it was facing the fireplace and sat down. Gerard burst into the room and he could hear him stalking over to his easel. He heard Gerard roughly push the easel aside and out of the corner of his view he saw Gerard pick up the painting he had been working on for his wedding. The next thing he heard was the sound of the canvas being hit by force. He heard it several more times until he heard an audible crack. The he heard a thump and loud sobbing. Frank turned in the chair and saw Gerard on the ground with blood on his right hand and the canvas broken clear through to the wood stabilizer in the back. He rose from the chair and walked over to Gerard, who was crumbled in a heap of tears. He reached down and petted Gerard’s head. Gerard look up, tears streaming from his face.

”There, there my pet. Everything is going to be alright, your Master is here now.”

”Oh Frank, he hates me!”

Gerard lunged at Frank and cried while clutching onto his thigh. Frank continued to pet Gerard offering comfort in his touch. Gerard just continued to cry, until he fell asleep from emotional exhaustion, leaning against Frank. Frank smiled down at Gerard. He loved seeing him this way, beaten, broken, and damned. He would be the savior who would put Gerard back together again, but the way he wanted him to be. Frank lifted Gerard up and left the Library. He carried Gerard up the stairs and into his room. He laid Gerard onto the bed and stripped him of his boots and pants. Gerard was still covered in the bandages and Frank carefully lifted the ones on his right arm off. There was the word 'MINE' that Frank had imbedded into Gerard’s flesh standing out still red and angry, but a bit more faded. Frank caressed each letter with his fingers, tracing them lightly. Gerard sighed in his sleep. Frank replaced the bandages and continued to trace up from the word to Gerard’s chest. He ran his fingers down the pale skin to the carving on his left breast. He removed this bandage too and traced the flame that was just drawn yesterday. He remembered how Gerard had crawled up to him and told him that he was his. How passionately he kissed Frank, like he need to breathe him in. Frank closed this bandage up too and he made his way down to Gerard’s stomach. He crawled between his legs and looked at the birds that he had carved just above his pelvic bone, on his hips. The birds represented good and evil. Frank lifted up his own shirt and looked at the mirror image permanently drawn onto his skin. Frank looked down at Gerard and watched his even breathing. He also noticed that Gerard was half hard from his touch. This excited Frank and since Gerard was asleep and Frank didn’t care even if he wasn’t, he pulled his own cock out and started rubbing off. With Gerard in contact with his skin from his thigh he rubbed his hand on Gerard’s flesh as well as his own. He imagined Gerard writhing under him and he thrust hard into his hand. He wondered what it felt like to feel Gerard tight around his cock, swallowing his cock up with his internal heat. While he wondered this he rubbed the head of his cock, smearing pre-cum around and making the surface slicker. He squeezed Gerard’s thigh hard as he did this. Frank was so immersed in the throes of his own passion and fantasy that he failed to notice Gerard stirring around him. Frank let go of Gerard’s thigh and landed hard on the mattress supporting himself with his other arm. He also did not notice that Gerard’s eyes were open watching him bring himself off. Frank was concentrating now on the image in his head of Gerard riding him hard and with wonton abandon. Gerard had pulled his legs back and sat watching Frank. Frank missed him licking his lips and his breathing changed into panting. Frank was close now. He threw himself back and arched himself off the bed increasing his speed dangerously. The only sound in the room was the sound of his slick palm sliding against the even slicker skin of his swollen cock. Suddenly he felt the head of his cock engulfed in a wet heat and his hand could not move the full length anymore. He opened his eyes a little and saw that Gerard was on his hands and knees in front of him with his lips wrapped around his cock sucking for all he was worth. Seeing this Frank lost it and was cumming hard down Gerard’s throat. Gerard gagged little, but stayed and swallowed as much as he could. When Frank was milked completely, Gerard pulled off and fell back onto his knees. His face was red and his lips were bruised and fully stretched, and there was some of Frank’s cum leaking out of the side. Frank panted, trying to catch his breath as he looked at Gerard debauched in front of him. He grabbed Gerard by the back of the neck and crashed their lips together tasting himself and Gerard mixed together. Gerard wrapped his arms around Frank and pulled him in tighter.

”Such a good pet Gee. That beautiful mouth of yours was made for my cock.”

” Yes *pant* Master. Thank you *pant* Master”

”You may have a reward now, what would you like?”

”Please Master, please touch me, let me cum for you.”

Frank smiled and pulled Gerard in for another kiss. He reached out and caressed Gerard through the material of his undergarment and Gerard moaned into his mouth, He kept up the motion introducing the friction of the material to the sensitive skin of Gerard’s cock. Gerard bucked up and swung a leg around Frank’s hip.

”My my pet, we are impatient aren’t we?”

Frank chuckled as Gerard whined and bucked up more. He rutted again Frank’s hand pushing his body into Frank’s even more. Frank increased the pressure and Gerard threw his head back and cried out.

”Please *pant pant* Master, let me cum.”

”Do you deserve to?”

”Yes Master, I will do whatever you say, please just * pant pant* I need it.”

”Gee….cum now!”

Gerard threw his head back one more time and came hard against Frank’s hand soaking his undergarment and Frank’s thigh. He panted and shook through the orgasm and finally landed with his head on Frank’s shoulder and his arms a little slacker around Frank’s neck. Frank pulled Gerard’s head back and caressed his sweat soaked face. Gerard caught Frank’s thumb in his mouth and sucked on it affectionally.

”Such a good girl Gee, still want more huh? I bet you could take another round couldn’t you, of course you could.”

Frank reached down to Gerard’s over sensitized cock and began to stroke it again. Gerard shivered and shook and laid his head back down onto Frank’s shoulder. He moaned as Frank continued to caress, whispering dirty thoughts in his ears.

”So good for me Gee, I should just lay you down right now and fuck you. You would like that wouldn’t you? You would spread your legs for me and prep yourself wouldn’t you? Slick yourself up with your fingers after coating them in your own saliva. Pushing in two fingers, stretching yourself in anticipation.”

Gerard began to lick the skin of Frank’s shoulder. Frank knew he was tasting salt and sweat from him and his effort to cum earlier. He loved feeling Gerard’s tongue scrap rough against him. Gerard was growing hard again and Frank kept right on filling Gerard’s head with more dirty images.

”After you prepped yourself I would tell you to roll over onto your hands and knees and I would take you from behind. I would slam into you with no warning and thrust hard without stopping. I would crush your face into the floor and leave it there or maybe tie your hands behind your back and hold you up by your whore colored hair while I pounded into you, making you scream with every thrust.”

Gerard was starting to lose it now. He was panting hard against Frank’s shoulder and he pulled up and looked at Frank with half lidded eyes and a look of broken pride on his face.

”Please Master, I need it, I want it, please Master fuck me.”

”Oh but Gee, I would but it is not my time yet. I should not even be doing this, but you were such a good girl I thought you deserved a little reward. Now you are going to reward me by coming twice in a row. You can do it, come on my pet, I know you can.”

Frank squeezed Gerard’s clothed cock hard and with another cry, Gerard was coming again. This time he lost his balance and fell back on the bed. His cock was twitching a little, but Frank had a gleam in his eye and looked at Gerard with a smirk.

”I’ll tell you what Gee, I will make a deal with you. If you can cum one more time, I will fuck you right now, but you have to cum first.”

Gerard looked at Frank and shook his head frantically.

”There’s no way I can do that again.”

”Aww Gee, are you giving up already, I thought you wanted me to fuck you? I bet you can Gee, I bet you just need the right motivation.”

Frank dragged his hand up Gerard’s thigh lightly and reached out for his undergarment. He slowly pulled the material down revealing Gerard’s worn cock. After he pulled them completely off, he leaned down the nuzzled his cock with his nose. Gerard jumped at the contact and dug his hands into the sheets on either side of him. Frank ran his tongue up the underside of Gerard’s cock and Gerard cried out with tears streaming down his face.

”Please Master, no more, I cannot take it, it hurts too much.”

Frank pushed into Gerard’s cock with the heel of his hand.

”Gerard, you disappoint me. I thought you were special, I thought you were different, now I can see you are just like any other whore I have been with. Get what you want and then quit.”

Frank started to dismount the bed and close up his night pants. Gerard looked up and grabbed for Frank’s wrist. Frank looked at Gerard with contempt and pulled his hand off of him quickly.

”DO NOT TOUCH ME YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH!”

”Please please Master, don’t leave. I-I-I-I will do it, just don’t leave, please Frank.”

Frank looked at Gerard who was on verge of real tears of remorse now. He also noticed that Gerard had a hold of his cock and was gingerly fisting it, trying to bring himself off once more. Frank smiled and crawled back onto the bed. He lifted Gerard’s head up and placed it into his lap. He soothed Gerard’s brow and whispered words of encouragement to him.

”That's it Gee, so good for me, come on you can do it, gonna fuck you so good after you cum. Just a little more, you can make it. Work through the pain, I know it hurts, but you have done things that hurt more haven’t you? That’s it, keep it up, faster faster, grip harder, push your hips up, that’s right you got it, there you go, look at you. So good, now cum for me Gee, cum for your Master.”

There was no liquid escaping, but Frank knew that Gerard came again the way his body shook and the way he wordlessly cried out. Frank placed Gerard’s head down and crawled between Gerard’s legs again. He shoved two fingers into Gerard’s mouth and commanded him to suck on them. Gerard used all the strength he had left and coated them in saliva. Frank quickly inserted both fingers inside Gerard. He knew that because Gerard had cum so many times that he would not be able to tense up. It did not take long for Gerard to start writhing under Frank again and thrusting his hips up to meet him. True to his word, Frank flipped Gerard over onto his knees and pressed his face into the mattress. He lined the head of his newly hardened cock up with Gerard’s opening and with no warning thrust in all the way to his balls. Gerard arched his back with the sudden intensity and pushed back against Frank. Frank pulled out and thrust in again. He then started a brutal pace that he knew Gerard couldn’t stand, but he did not care. This was about Frank and getting what he wanted all the long.

”So tight Gee, fuck! Gonna leave marks on your hips that will never go away.”

Frank dug his fingers into Gerard’s soft hips making him groan into the bed. Gerard was panting hard now and thrusting back. Frank started to move around, shifting a little here and there waiting till he heard the sound from Gerard that signaled that he found what he was seeking. After a few minutes, Gerard stiffened and pushed back hard with a loud scream that was swallowed up by the bed sheets. Frank found his prostate. He wondered if he could get Gerard to cum a fourth time. No whore he ever knew made it that far with a guy. The most famous one was able to make a john cum twice and he made it to three with Gerard. Well, why not go for broke, Gerard would still have another day to recuperate before it was really Frank’s turn again. He leveled himself to hit Gerard’s prostate every time he thrusted and Gerard started to lose it below him. Frank pulled Gerard’s arms back and trapped them behind him. He pushed down hard on Gerard’s head and pounded him into the mattress with no mercy. After a few more minutes he could feel Gerard clench around his cock and he knew he had gotten him to cum a fourth time. He let Gerard’s head go along with his arms and they fell uselessly to the bed. Gerard was fucked up and gone. He moaned, his cock completely flaccid now, and Frank pulled out and flipped him over again. Gerard flopped onto his back his chest heaving with every breath he took. Frank pulled his thighs on his hips and thrust right back in. Now he continued at a pace he liked, just using Gerard’s body like the johns used the whores. The only thing that could have made the moment better is if Gerard was bleeding and Frank could lick up the blood. He did not want to risk another cut though. He would have to wait until he had Gerard all to his self again. He looked down at Gerard with his still swollen mouth from before and his crimson red hair. He wanted to bite his neck so much, to leave a mark that when Robert saw it he would know what he had done to Gerard. He briefly thought back to the stair confrontation and again thought that Robert was a fool. He could not satisfy Gerard, no one could but Frank. Frank knew this and now Gerard knew this too. Gerard started to shake beneath him again and he looked down and saw that his eyes were open. Gerard pushed up his body onto his elbows and then with a little leverage managed to get himself up to Frank’s chest. He wrapped his arms around Frank’s neck and Frank grabbed Gerard’s ass and hoisted him up till Gerard was off the bed completely and in Frank’s arms. Gerard licked up Frank’s neck and nibbled lightly on it. He licked his way up to the spot right below Frank's ear and that was when Frank lost it. He stuttered and gripped Gerard tighter and he sank his teeth hard into the area where the shoulder meets the neck and he came hard inside Gerard digging into his flesh with his nails. They both stilled after that and Frank could not pry his hands off of Gerard. They both looked at each other.

”Mine.”

”Yours.”

”My Gee.”

”My Master.”

Notes

This chapter is dedicated to a writer named autoschediastic. This wonderful talented writer wrote a fic that I loved called, "Nothing Comes As Easy As You" on AO3 It is about Gerard helping Frank to achieve three orgasms in a row and is my inspiration for Frank's latest torture for poor Gee. I am so grateful for their fic and I hope everyone looks it up. ^-^