Bondage Mansion

***Bert***

”So that’s my story ladies.”

Robert looked up and waited. The hands on his shoulders had stopped as well as the ones on his feet. He looked at Lady Havok and Christa, but they were just as quiet. Robert felt a sinking in his stomach. If these ladies couldn’t help him, then maybe he had lost already. Robert dropped his head into his hands and sighed. He felt a hand touch his leg.

”My dear Robert, while you are in one hell of a predicament, all is not lost.”

Robert looked up and saw that Lady Havok was smiling as Christa was leaning over touching Robert's knee. She was also smiling warmly at him. He looked down at Eliza and the same look was on her face. He had a feeling that Kat would mirror it too, and as he looked up he saw he was right. His ladies were all there and on his side. This gave Robert a new sense of pride. Maybe he could do this after all. He reached up and touched Kat’s hand and then reached down with his other hand and touched Eliza’s face. He looked back up at Lady Havok and smiled.

”Now let’s find a room for the four of you and get started.”

Robert stood up and Kat took his coat. Eliza slid slippers on his feet and picked up his shoes. They carried them over to closet and placed them inside. Christa took his arm and Lady Havok stepped in front of him. He planted a kiss on Robert’s cheek and led the way upstairs.

***Frank***

Gerard was in pain, he could see it in his eyes. Frank kept waiting for him to beg for mercy, ask him to stop, anything, but what he was saying.

”Oh Fuck Frank, more, please I need more.”

Well who was Frank to ever turn down a request like that. He pulled the rope tighter and heard Gerard gasp in appreciation.

”Fuck Gee, just when I think you can’t take anymore, you surprise me. You don’t know how pleased I am with you right now.”

He knows Gerard would have answered him, but another wave of pain coursed through his body and he cried out instead. Frank smiled at the sweet sound. It was only the evening and they still had all night to go. He licked his lips in anticipation as he tied the last rope off.

”Now Gee, where were we?”

***Bert***

They had been sitting around catching up and having a good time for an hour now. Lady Havok left some time ago to deal with a new girl that has been giving him trouble. The three of them ripped into a torrent of criticisms and outrage.

”Thinks she is God’s gift to men and therefore can have anyone she wants.”

”She tried to take another girl's john the other day and got the crap beat out of her.”

”Yeah, but she still has the attitude even after that.”

Robert listened to the girl’s flurry on about the new girl. As much as Robert loved all three ladies, he would never want to be the subject of one of their catty debates. In this business there was always someone younger than you who thought that it would equal experience. He could see them getting worried, especially Christa, who was the oldest of all of them. He placed a loving hand on Christa’s thigh to sooth her.

”Easy ladies, there is no substitute for experience in my book. She may have youth, but if that is all she has, it will not get her far. Youth has a way of disappearing and if experience isn’t there to take its place, then you are just old. Not one of you ladies will even be old in my eyes.”

Christa sat there with tears shining at the corners of her eye’s threatening to fall.

”See Robert that is why you will win this contest. Because you are the true gentleman.”

”*sigh* Yes, but it seems that Gerard is not interested in that kind of gentleman. He would prefer the company of Frank who tells him what to do with no choice.”

”Okay, I have heard enough whining out of you Bert.”

Kat jumped up from her position on the bed and knocked Robert down straddling him in the process. She put her hair up in that perfect messy bun that only she could do and placed her hands on Robert’s chest. She looked at him and he forgot how deep her eyes went. Kat was his favorite to fuck on her back so that he could watch her when she made eye contact with him.

”Let’s talk about the sex, after all that is why you are here right Bertie”

The other girls were intrigued now and perked up onto their knees on either side of Robert.

”Soooo how is it with Gerard?”

Robert looked up at Kat and then to Christa and Eliza.

”It’s good. Gerard is the perfect partner in the bedroom.”

”So he does whatever you ask of him?”

”Well we had not done much to be honest. Until Frank had come along we had not even….”

Eliza jumped up this time and interrupted him.

”Wait Bert….are you telling me that you were waiting until you were married?!”

”Well…yeah, because that is what Gerard and I agreed upon before the engagement.”

”Are you kidding?! So before this contest, how long had it been since you had sex?”

Robert blushed and turned his face away.

”A-A-A-About a year?”

All three women gasped from the confession. They all looked at each other and shook their heads. They looked back down at Robert and smirked.

”Well no wonder you’re losing Bertie, you’re out of practice.”

”Perhaps we should help you get back into the swing of things.”

Robert looked up at his ladies as they smiled down at him. He took in the various outfits and how different they all were, but at the same time perfect for him. Robert smirked back this time.

”Yes, perhaps a little practice could not hurt.”

***Gerard***

Gerard stood in front of the full length mirror and admired the markings on his body. He ran his hands over the bite marks and felt them raised off of his skin. He brushed over a particularly dark one where Frank’s incisors were clearly visible. All his bandages were gone now. He was not hiding anymore. When Robert returned from wherever he ran off to he was going to see everything that Gerard had been going through and understand where he stands. Gerard shivered as he touched the deep bite mark and pressed in a little enjoying the delicious jolt of pain that came with it.

”Sometimes I allow you to amaze me Gee.”

Gerard turned to the door and saw Frank standing there with a glass of whiskey nursing it lightly.

”What do you mean Master?”

Frank walked in and placed the glass on the dressing table. He walked up to Gerard and ran his finger along his thigh tracing to his side and then the small of his back.

”Three weeks ago, I don’t think anyone would have pegged you for a narcissistic bitch and yet here you are getting turned on by the markings I placed on you.”

”Forgive me then, but wouldn’t it be you I was turned on by?”

Frank smirked and continued to trail his finger to the other side of Gerard’s back and down the other thigh.

”I suppose, but you could still look at the marks on you and be wearing your robe.”

Gerard blushed at this thought. He was standing completely naked without a care, something he would have never even thought about doing before. Frank stepped behind Gerard and grabbed both his hips. He pulled him back towards him so that they stepped back a little from the mirror. He let go with one hand and wrapped an arm around the front of Gerard’s chest. He caressed the scarred swallows on his stomach and moved his hand up to the flame on his chest.

”I want you to watch us in the mirror Gee, do not close your eyes or you will not like the results.”

Gerard kept his eyes glued to Frank’s movements in the mirror. He watched as Frank’s eyes traced his body along with his hands. Every mark, scar, and indent Frank paid attention to made him feel more beautiful than ever before. Just from this simple attention Gerard found that he was getting increasingly hard. Gerard watched as Frank placed both his hands on his shoulders and pushed him down on his knees. Gerard went willingly and when he was on his knees, Frank traced his collar bone. Gerard watched him reach into his pocket and extract a folded collar. He placed it around Gerard’s neck and clasped it tight. He pulled on it and Gerard gaped as his windpipe was cut off. Tears welled up in his eyes, but he did not even try to blink them away. His head was pulled back so that he could no longer see the image of them in the mirror. Frank held two fingers in front of his mouth and Gerard automatically opened his mouth and took them in. He sucked on them and generously covered them with saliva. Frank pulled his fingers out and slid them down Gerard’s jaw. Frank pushed Gerard onto all fours. He got down behind him and Gerard watched in the mirror as he began to undo his belt. Gerard's eyes followed as the belt slid open and the clasp on Frank’s pants was undone. He caught a glimpse of the ink markings that matched his own carvings. Gerard’s eyes met Frank’s in the mirror and he leered at him. With no warning Frank shoved both fingers inside of him and Gerard bucked backwards onto them. He almost closed his eyes, but Frank tugged hard on the collar and they flew open again. Frank worked his fingers in and out of Gerard for a few minutes and then pulled them out and replaced them with his cock. Gerard tensed up as he was invaded and all he wanted to do was squeeze his eyes shut and groan from the pain. Frank pulled back on the collar even harder and next thing Gerard sees is the glint of silver in in his hand.

”Ever wondered what you would look like with angel wings Gee?”

Gerard’s eyes went wide as Frank slowly brought the knife down to Gerard’s back. This was different from the other times when Frank decided to cut him. He could never see it before. Now he bit back the scream in his throat as the blade entered his flesh and he saw a blood trail run from between his shoulder blades down his arm.

***Bert***

Bert was covered with sweat and had not felt this good in a long time. Kat was on the bed under him and he had one hand wrapped around her throat as he pounded into her. Eliza and Christa were busy with themselves, so he could give Kat his undivided attention. He was still a little unsure about the breath play, but all three assured him that it was something that was amazing. As he got closer he squeezed just a little bit more and although he could tell that Kat was gasping for air at the same time the lust in her eyes was evident. Suddenly he felt her tighten up around his cock and arch her back. He let go of her neck and she gasped and took in as much air as she could as he felt her cum hard around him. The muscles inside of her were constricting him so much that it propelled him over the edge of his own orgasm. He felt the weight of it take him down and collapsed on top of Kat, who was still taking in big gulps of air. Behind him he could hear that both Eliza and Christa had brought each other’s orgasms about and slowly they were making their way back up to the two of them, kissing, touching, and caressing any visible skin. He pulled himself out of Kat and rolled onto his back. Eliza and Kat cuddled up to him and Christa crawled up his body and sat on his hips.

”So, now that were thoroughly back up to speed, how about you tell us what you have done with your fiancé and we will critique you.”

Robert clucked his tongue and placed his hands behind his head.

”Alright girls, but there isn’t very much to tell honestly.”

”Well let’s start with the basics then, how many positions have you had sex in?”

Robert just looked at Christa blankly. How many position were there for a proper lady?

”Well we pretty much just do missionary.”

”Really? And how many times have you guys had sex?”

Robert starts counting on his fingers and watches as Eliza’s eyes go wide when she realizes he is not leaving one hand.

”Four I think, well not if you count the first night, but yeah four.”

”Okay…..and how many times has Frank had sex with Gerard?”

Memories come rushing back of seeing Gerard on top of Frank bound and riding him like Christa was riding him earlier. He starts to flush at this thought. Eliza is watching him carefully.

”At least once that….that I know of. Gerard assured me that the first week, He had not slept with Frank and I believed him.”

”And the second week?”

”Not sure.”

Robert mumbled and looked away from Eliza back to Christa. She was beautiful with her pale skin and brown locks flowing off her shoulders. She looked regal and not like she belonged in a whore house at all. He guessed this is why Lady Havok was passing the reigns over to her.

”Robert…there is something you are not telling us.”

Robert felt guilty, but he knew that if he was going to do this he was going to have to confess everything. He began the tale of what happened that night after the two gentlemen walked into the house.

Notes

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