Bondage Mansion

***Gerard***

The first day was hell. The nightmare was so vivid that Gerard woke up screaming and punched Frank in the face. It took both Frank and Robert to subdue him. Robert had to call a physician and have him sedated. His mind was a blank then, but the nightmare kept looming just on the edge of his subconscious. The second and third day Gerard was feeling up to eating a little. Not much though. Robert tried to bring him strawberries from the garden, but the thought of eating anything that man helped create was more nauseating and he just brought it all back up. Frank had better luck with the bread that Jimmy made for him. Frank had a special tea that he claimed to drink himself when he was in discomfort. Gerard enjoyed the exotic blend. After the third day Frank and Robert both took to sleeping in his room. Robert shared the bed with him, but Frank insisted on sleeping in a chair in case Gerard tried to leave the room again in a panic. Having Robert’s arm encircle him all night was partly pleasant, but sometimes he squeezed a little too tight and it brought back the trapped feelings. On nights like that Gerard would ease out and take one of his nightly walks. By Monday one of his walks had led him to the Library. He tried not to see Robert with those two men on the rug in front of the fire and turned towards his painting. Gerard took the wedding painting down that he restarted and placed it along the wall with Frank’s painting, as it had come to be called in his mind. He crossed to the hidden closet and took out a fresh canvas. He placed it on the easel and pulled several tubes of paint out. He squeezed some of each out onto the palette and chose two brushes and tucked them behind his ears. He then picked up a third brush and dipped it in the muted blue paint. Gerard placed the brush against the canvas and got lost in his art.

***Bert***

”Shit!”

Robert was in a panic when he woke up and Gerard was gone. He thought he had a good grip on him to stop him from wandering, but he was wrong. He quickly got up and searched the room including the dressing area and closet, nothing. He walked out the door and checked his room. He checked several of the other guest bedrooms, still nothing. He hurried down the stairs and nearing collided with Frank heading to the dining room.

”Christ man, watch where you’re going!”

”Sorry Frank…have you seen Gerard?”

”What do you mean have I seen Gerard?”

Frank’s voice was cool, but had an edge to it. Robert stepped back a bit. Frank advanced on him. Robert went backwards up one stair and angled towards the wall.

”Did you not think he would go on one of his nightly walks?”

”I was holding him, so I didn’t think he could get away with leaving.”

Frank slapped the front of his head with his hand and ran his hand down his face grabbing his chin.

”Fine, you look in the dining room and kitchen, I will check the Library and Study.”

Robert just nodded and skittered off. He ran into the dining room first and saw that the table was being prepped for breakfast. He headed into the kitchen to talk to the servants.

***Frank***

”Fucking idiot!”

Frank mumbled under his breath as he checked the Study. Nothing changed in here since Robert was there last. Frank gave himself a mental reminder to check the valise and see what business Robert was up to this week. He closed the door and wandered into the Library. In front of the fire was Gerard curled up in the fetal position. He had a paint brush in his hair and another slipping out of his hand. The palette was resting on the floor smeared with used colors. Gerard’s hands and face had paint on them as well as his exposed chest and dressing gown. Frank walked over to the canvas and looked at Gerard’s work. Gerard had drawn the forest in the back ground and a shadow looming with a red streak across his neck. In the front were several flowers wilted and dying or dead. A bleeding blue heart was causing a river through the center to separate the forest and the flowers. A singe tombstone was fashioned coming out of the river, it was cracked and a hand was reaching out of it covered in dirt and blood. A small figure was crouched there reaching out to the hand, but his face was blank. Frank studied the painting and then looked over at Gerard. The man was an open book and a mystery at the same time. Frank did not understand how that was possible. Gerard made a noise in his sleep and stretched out. The birds that matched the ones on Frank’s stomach were peeking out of the dressing gown. Frank left the painting and went over to the sofa. He stood there watching Gerard. Then Gerard opened his eyes.

”Good morning Frankie.”

”Good morning Gee, you gave us a scare today, well mostly Bertie boy."

Frank smirked and held a hand out for Gerard. Gerard placed his hand into Frank’s and Frank pulled him up and off of the sofa in one swift motion. Gerard landed in Frank’s arms and Frank circled his waist. Gerard laughed and buried his face into Frankie’s hair. A noise came from the doorway and they turned to see Robert standing there. Gerard let go of Frank and made his way over to Robert. He took Robert’s hand and squeezed it affectionately.

”Sorry for scaring you. Just couldn’t sleep and wanted to paint.”

”It’s alright.”

Frank watches Gerard and Robert leave the room. He goes back over to the painting and picks it up. He carries it out into the main area and down to the Eastern Hallway. He places it in his room and then heads to morning meal.

***Gerard***

On Tuesday Michael comes to visit. He wants to eat on the garden terrace since it is a beautiful day, but Gerard is not ready to face the garden yet. He begs a headache from the rays of the sun and Michael believes him. Instead they sit in the dining room and enjoy the special treats that Alicia has baked for the occasion. Michael is explaining to Gerard why Alicia was not able to make it when Frank saunters in the room. He stops when he sees Gerard talking to someone that he does not know. Gerard recognizes when Frank feels threatened, so he quickly makes introductions from his brother to Frank and it visibly calms Frank down. Gerard explains to Frank that Michael comes once a month to spend time with Gerard while Robert is at work. Frank is his usual pleasant and charismatic self and impresses Michael. He explains how he is staying for the month on business in town and that he was very happy to see his brother had such a beautiful fiancé. Gerard blushed at this comment and then quickly tried to hide it. Michael and Frank get into a conversation about their respective businesses and Gerard was impressed to hear about Frank’s procurement facilities.

”So what you saying Mr. Iero is that as long as someone is willing to pay what you are asking, you will procure them whatever they desire?”

”Yes Mr. Way, that is correct.”

”Do you not worry about the business interest becoming scrupulous?”

”Well I try not to associate with those kinds of people, but I have had my fair share of run-ins. My business partners usually handle those kinds of situations. This way I can stay as far away from them as possible.”

”Keeps your hands clean of messy affairs that way huh?”

Frank chuckled at Michael's way of wording.

”Yes, I suppose it does, but there are times where I do not mind getting a little messy at my work.”

”Reminds you why you started the company in the first place huh?”

”Absolutely. Best advice I can give is to never forget where you came from.”

”I’ll raise a toast to that.”

Frank and Michael raised their glasses and clinked them together. They looked at Gerard and he joined them smiling the whole time.

***Mikey***

There was something strange about Gerard that he could not put his finger on. He was much quieter than Michael’s usual visits and certainly less animated. When Gerard greeted him when he first arrived, Michael’s mouth fell open when he saw all the bandages on his body. He was even afraid to hug him.

”Gee, what the fuck?!”

”Calm down Mikey, I just had an accident in the garden. It really looks worse than it is, honestly.”

”An Accident? What? Did you fucking fall off the wall?!”

”Um…yeah, that is exactly what happened.”

”…”

”I know it was stupid, but I did right into the rosebushes, cut myself up pretty good too. I change the bandages every bath and they are really healing nicely. Honestly Mikey, I’m fine.”

”Still, I’m going to have a talk with Robert when he gets back. He should have notified me of this.”

”Hey, who is supposed to be the big brother here?”

Michael laughed and then hugged him.

Later on they were eating in the dining room and sharing stories when a young man came into the room. He was muscular and Michael was sure he saw a sailor's mark on his neck. He stopped at Gerard’s chair and placed a hand on his shoulder. This made Michael bristle at this level of intimacy. Gerard introduced Frank to Michael and he extended his hand. Michael shook the firm hand and then was surprised when Frank sat in Robert’s chair. He was further surprised when Gerard said nothing. One of the servants came out, dressed surprisingly sparse, but no one seemed to notice, and brought out a bottle of wine and three glasses. Michael was not particularly fond of the house wine. He always felt it lacked something. He noticed though that the bottle was not from the vineyard and had 'Iero' on it. Frank explained that he traveled with his own house blend. Gerard insisted that it was quite good so Michael tried it. It was good! It was amazing! Mr. Iero laughed and promised to send him home with a bottle.

After that the conversation lulled about business and Michael thought that Gerard would wander off like he did when he talked to Robert, but he stayed and actually seemed interested. He hung onto almost every word that Mr. Iero said and blushed a little during the conversation about getting his hands messy. Michael was not sure what that was about, but when his eyes met his brother’s he read something he was surprised to see. Gerard had feelings for the man sitting with them! Gerard realized what Michael saw and quickly turned away. He then made an excuse to leave claiming that he wanted to paint for a bit and that Robert should be home soon. Mr. Iero rose when Gerard got up and bowed slightly with the faintest hint of a smirk on this face. Michael sat and talked to him more until Robert arrived home. He greeted Mr. Iero and asked how Gerard was. Mr. Iero stated that Gerard was doing fine and Michael got the idea that Gerard’s injuries were worse than he claimed. Frank excused himself as well and gave time for Michael and Robert to catch up. He corroborated Gerard’s story about the rosebushes, but he did tell Michael that he was not home when the accident happened and that Mr. Iero had taken care of him. Michael thought this was an interesting piece of information that Gerard left out. He would question him on it later.

After they caught up, Michael and Robert headed to the Library to see Gerard. What Michael saw was Mr. Iero standing behind Gerard and guiding his hand as they painted together. Mr. Iero had an arm wrapped around Gerard’s waist and Michael looked at Robert for a reaction. All Robert did though was enter the room and pour himself a brandy. He swirled it in front of the fire and offered one to Mr. Iero. Mr. Iero lifted an already filled glass and Gerard giggled at this mock salute. Michael could not figure out what was going on.

When it was time for him to leave, Gerard walked him to the door after he said goodbye to Robert and Mr. Iero. The tension was thick as they walked in silence. When they got to the door Michael turned to Gerard and grabbed his hand. He placed it against his heart and Gerard took notice. This was something they did when they were younger. It signified the importance of what the other one had to say. Gerard took notice and touched Michael’s cheek. This was a sign that they were listening.

”Gee, I don’t know what is going on here, but I want to ask you one question and then I will let it go.”

”Yes Mikey?”

”Are you happy?”

Michael watched Gerard’s face as he processed the question. He watched for signs of distress across his eyes, but saw none. Then with a genuine smile and a sigh he answered.

”No Michael I am not, but I am getting there.”

Then Gerard smiled one of those smiles that only Michael got to see and all of Michael’s worries melted away. He knew that Gerard was being honest with him and that was all he wanted.

”Okay Gee.”

Michael smiled back and kissed Gerard lightly on the lips. He pulled back and smiled at his older brother. Gerard embraced him in a warm hug and then opened the door for him. Michael stepped out of the house with a new found respect for his older brother and two bottles of wine from the Iero vineyard. Frank was everything that Robert was not and he felt that Robert should be genuinely fearful that he could lose Gerard to him. This did not bother Michael though; all that mattered to him was his brother’s happiness. He thought of this as he boarded his carriage and head home to his wife.

***Frank***

It’s been a week now since the attack and Gerard is finally acting normal again…which is pissing Frank off. He doesn’t want Gerard normal; he wants him on his knees with his mouth open and willing to take Frank’s cock. He wants to fist his hand in Gerard’s hair as he forces him to breathe through his nose because his throat is blocked by hard pulsating flesh. He wants to see Gerard in a barely there skirt that hides nothing and push him face first into the floor as he fucks into him with no mercy. No, Frank doesn’t want Gerard to be normal, Frank wants him to be his.

He watches as Robert and Gerard exchange pleasantries as Robert leaves for work. He watches as Gerard finishes his coffee and gets up from the table. He watches as he leaves the room and he gets up and follows. He watches as Gerard looks out the window at the garden wistfully and then heads upstairs to his room. He watches as Gerard climbs the stairs slowly, finger dragging lightly along the rail. He watches as he gets to the first landing and fixes his dressing gown in the mirror. He then continues up to the second landing and goes into his room. Frank watches as he closes the door and decides that he is done watching.

***Jamia***

Frank is agitated and this makes Jamia nervous. She fills his bathing vessel as quickly and quietly as possible while she sees him mutter under his breath. When she finishes she stands there and waits for him. It is like she is not even in the room with him, but she doesn’t want to alert him to her presence. She knows if she doesn’t though the water will get cold. She quietly clears her throat and it isn’t enough for any other person to take notice, but Frank’s head snaps up immediately and he glares at her. She quietly gestures to the filled vessel and he begins to take off his clothes. She stands there and waits till he is naked and lowers himself into the tub. She grabs the musk scented oil and goes to pour it over his body when he grabs her wrist. She yelps and almost drops the whole container.

”Leave me and go help Gerard.”

Jamia waits till he lets go of her wrist and she stumbles backwards a little. She puts the oil within reach of him and walks out closing the door. She makes her way to the stairs and climbs carefully. She stops at the fist landing and fixes her outfit and schools her smile. She continues then and knocks on Gerard’s door.

”Come in.”

Jamia walks in and Gerard is sitting at his dressing table brushing his hair. He is still slightly damp from his own bath and his dressing gown is clinging to his moist skin in places. He smiles at Jamia’s reflection in the mirror. Jamia walks up to him and takes the brush. She takes over brushing his hair. He sighs into her touch.

”How is he?”

”Tense for some reason.”

”We both know the reason Jamia.”

”He is dying to get you back.”

”He hasn’t lost me.”

”He feels like he has.”

”Did he say that?”

”No, just a feeling I get.”

”Help me dress.”

***Gerard***

Gerard stops in front of the door. He takes a breath and pushes it open. Frank is sitting in front of the fire strumming on Pansy. He looks up and draws in a breath as he takes in Gerard. Gerard knows what he looks like, he carefully chose the outfit. He enters and closes the door. He walks up to Frank and kneels in front of him. Frank looks at him with a warning in his eyes.

”Gerard what are you doing?”

”What I know you want me to.”

”You are not under contract right now, you do not have to do what I want.”

”I do not need a contract to know what you want Master”

Gerard saw the word ripple through Frank’s body and his eyes glazed over with lust. He reached down and grabbed Gerard by the collar around his neck and pulled him up and into his lap. He used his other hand to push into the open shirt that Gerard was wearing and caress the carved flame on his chest. Gerard knows he could feel his heart beating under his hand steady in rhythm. Frank snaked his hand around to Gerard’s back feeling the soft skin on his back. He pulled Gerard toward him so their chests were touching. He grabbed onto Gerard’s neck and brought their lips together. They kissed in front of the fire like they were both dying of thirst and only they could quench each other. It was sloppy and violent and Gerard could smell the familiar scent of Frank all over him. He circled his hands around Frank’s neck and pressed in further. Frank pushed up into his crotch and ground up to him. Gerard moaned and ground down to meet him. Frank tightened the hold he had on Gerard and moved his hand down from his back and grabbed his ass hard. Gerard jumped a little, but did not stop. They stayed like that for what seemed forever till Frank broke the kiss. He reached up and grabbed Gerard’s hair and licked up the side of his neck biting at the collar. He licked all the way to his ears and breathed one word into it.

”Mine”

***Bert***

It was Friday and Robert decided to cut work early. He was anxious to get home and spend time with Gerard now that he was feeling better. He had a spring in his step the last two days that Robert could not ignore. He also could not ignore the way Frank had been looking at Gerard. He wondered what went on during those days when Frank had control of him, but he never let himself wonder too much. With the contract on hold for this time, he and Gerard were acting almost normal again. Gerard was skittish for a while even after the nightmares stopped, but he seemed to be getting better each day. Robert knew that this meant the contract could pick up again soon so he wanted to spend as much time with Gerard as possible. He smiled at the thought as the carriage rumbled along the street. He wondered what Gerard was doing now as he clutched the flowers in his hand. He looked down at them, roses, Gerard’s favorite flower. He would love them.

***Frank***

”We are going for a walk after we finish eating.”

”Oh? Where?”

”In the garden.”

”Frank….I don’t think I’m…”

”You’ll be fine, you’ll be with me Gee and don’t I always take care of you?”

Gerard looked at him and smiled.

”Yes Master, you do.”

”Good answer.”

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Frank could see that Gerard was nervous. The window pane on the door was repaired, but Gerard looked at his hand where the scar that started it all was and shivered. Frank took Gerard’s hand and ran his finger over the scar. Gerard sighed and Frank opened the door. Gerard looked at him and then crossed the thresh hold.

It was a beautiful sunny day and it warmed them as they walked. They passed the rose bushes by Frank’s windows and Frank picked a Queen Anne’s lace for Gerard and placed it in his hair. They walked by the vegetables and fruits and he bent down and picked some fresh strawberries for Gerard and asparagus sprigs for himself. Frank then led Gerard to the middle of the flower bed and they sat down among the wild variety of flowers that was planted to attract butterflies. Gerard nibbled on the strawberries as he watched the butterflies landing delicately on the cup shaped flowers and uncurling out their long tongues to drink the nectar. While Gerard watched this, Frank continued to watch Gerard. He seemed to be content where he was and that pleased Frank. He needed him to be relaxed for the next phase of his plan. The sun was beating down on them and there was one tree close enough that it threw some shade over the garden. Gerard laid his head back on his shoulders so that his eyes were in the shade. Frank took that as a sign that Gerard was fully relaxed. He moved closer to him with the pretense of offering him a piece of asparagus. Gerard reached up to take it and Frank grabbed his wrist and twisted it behind Gerard’s back. Gerard yelped in surprise and Frank jumped on his lap. He grabbed Gerard’s other wrist and did the same. Gerard struggled and Frank switched so that he had Gerard’s wrists by one hand and the other he shifted in his pocket and pulled out a small coil of rope. He swung it behind Gerard and with a quick flick of his wrist and a practiced hand he had Gerard perfectly bound and he let go. Gerard struggled within his binds, but it was no use and he knew it.

”Fra…”

Frank slapped Gerard hard in the face. Gerard almost went down, but managed to keep his balance. He looked at Frank with tears shining in his eyes, but Frank looked down at him coldly. Gerard hung his head down.

”Sorry Master.”

”That’s better.”

Frank circled around behind Gerard.

”On your knees.”

Gerard struggled a little, but was able to maneuver enough that he was now in the position that Frank wanted him to be. Frank ran his hand through Gerard’s hair scratching at his scalp.

”Good girl, so perfect my Gee. I know you want to obey me and do everything I say. You don’t want just anyone to control you and that is what the bastard did. He took control of something that was not his. He tried to break you, but you proved him wrong. You proved that you were stronger than him and now you live while he is dead. Yet, even though he is, he still controls you.”

Gerard tried to turn and look at Frank, but he pushed his head forward again.

”You loved this garden, you still do. It is yours not his. It was here before both of you. All he did was cut some dead leaves off and add shit to the soil to help plants grow. This is your place, YOUR PLACE, and we are going to take it back.

Frank walked in front of Gerard and opened his pants. He waited. Gerard looked at him and even though he was in an awkward position he spread his legs, arched his back to stick out his chest and bared his neck to Frank.

”Very good my pet, very good.”

Frank stepped close to Gerard and pulled his cock out. Gerard brought his head back up and took Frank in completely. Frank let out a moan; it was too long since Gerard had done this to him. Gerard shuffled closer and rose up a bit on his knees. He was now at a better angle and Frank was hitting the back of his throat with every thrust. He could feel Gerard using all the tricks and tools that he taught him and Frank was a pretty good fucking teacher, although Gerard took his lessons to heart like no one else ever did. Gerard was working him expertly that he was already getting close and that would not do. He grabbed Gerard’s head and pushed him all the way down, stilling his movements.

”Ah ah ah Gee, not ready to cum yet. So you’re going to let go of my cock and then you’re going to back the fuck up.”

Frank let go of Gerard’s hair and Gerard pulled off of Frank after one more long strong suck. He back up as he was told. Frank brought out his knife and showed it to Gerard, the same knife that they used to kill Bob. Gerard got a glazed look over his eyes as he watched Frank raise the knife to his mouth and lick the blade. He then ducked down and sliced one side of Gerard’s sleeve. He did the same to the other. He then grabbed the front of Gerard’s shirt and ripped it in half. Gerard groaned at the display of strength Frank showed and how much he loved to be man handled by him. Bob had taken that away and Frank was giving it back to him. Frank then stripped him of his pants so now Gerard was naked except for the tatters of his clothes hanging off him. It was just like with Bob, but he knew that there was a degree of control with it. Frank remained fully clothed and lay down on the ground. His cock was sticking straight up and Gerard licked his lips. He looked at Frank for permission. Frank nodded and Gerard crawled up his legs and rested on his knees as he took Frank into his mouth once again. Frank hung his hands back and folded them under his head. He basked in the glow of the sun and the worship that Gerard was showing his cock. Both were magnificent in his opinion. Gerard was making sloppy noises like Frank loved.

”Mmmm Gee, I swear you got better over the last few weeks than any other whore I have had. Love the way you take very special care to soak my cock completely in your saliva. It will make it so much easier to slide down onto it.”

Gerard pulled off and looked at Frank.

”You want me to ride you?”

”Fuck yeah Gee, I want to see you losing it completely.”

Frank could see Gerard blushing. He knew that Gerard had never been that exposed before, even with Matt and Mike, plus they were out in the open and anyone could see them from a window. That is what Frank thought made it hotter. Gerard swallowed, but crawled further onto Frank’s lap. Frank sat up a bit and helped Gerard position. He would have loved to see Gerard grab his cock and ease it inside that way, but he also loved watching Gerard bound with his hands tied. That turned him on even more. Once Gerard was in place, Frank placed two hands on his hips.

”Ready Gee?”

Gerard nodded and Frank pushed all the way in with one thrust. Gerard screamed and started to panic. Frank grabbed for his collar and pulled him down to his face.

"Focus Gee, who’s inside of you right now? Who wants to know that you are getting as much out of this as he is?"

”Y-Y-You Master. You’re inside me. You would not hurt me.”

”Not unless I wanted to and you would be into it too, wouldn’t you Gee?”

”Yes Master.”

”Good answer, now shut up so I can get back to fucking you.”

Gerard obeyed and Frank pushed him back up. He grabbed his hips once more the pulled out almost to the end to thrust back in. This time when Gerard screamed his voice was different. Heavy and infused with pleasure. Frank was surprised he hit the spot so quickly. This was a good angle and position for Gerard apparently. He filed that bit of information away and began fucking him in earnest. After a while Gerard really started to get into it and he began to bounce on top. Frank did not mind this and it gave him a chance to rest his arms again. He placed his arms behind his head once more, relaxed, and let Gerard do all the work while he enjoyed the show. Gerard had tucked his feet so that he was balancing on the balls of them. He used this leverage to gain more height and drop back down on Frank’s cock harder than before. This made Frank make an appreciative noise so Gerard repeated the motion.

”Fuck Gee, you look so good riding me. Watching your cock bob up and down while you drop down hard on me. If I freed your hands I would guess they would be digging into my thighs or caressing your own body, maybe running through your hair. Don’t you wish you had the use of your arms right now? Well you can keep wishing because it isn’t happening. I love watching you trapped like this. You never know what I am going to do to you and you have no control of it, but you like that don’t you. We already established this.”

Gerard just let out another moan enjoying Frank’s dirty talk. He knew exactly how to play Gerard as well as he played Pansy. They were not so different. Just two instruments, one of wood and one of flesh, waiting to be coerced to make beautiful noise. Gerard was making the most beautiful noises right now and Frank was just there listening to the music. Too bad he did not know he wasn’t the only one.

Notes

Man, I am so tired from my trip back from seeing Gerard, but I wanted to put up a chapter real quick to make up for the last night. *yawn*