Bondage Mansion

***Bert***

Monday morning arrives with the sound of the grandfather clock striking the hour of eight. Robert is ready for the office with his valise as he makes his way to the dining room. He arrives to the sight of Frank enjoying a cup of coffee and Gerard tied to the chair next to him. Wait, tied is not the right word. The rope is wound around Gerard’s chest in a fashion more resembling clothing. His arms are suspended about his head as if he is leaning up into a stretch. Ropes trail from his wrists to the high back of the chair. These chairs have been in Robert’s family for generations. Good strong solid oak stained black to match the table. The high back holds an intricate detail of scrolls and swirls. Robert suddenly wants to see how the ropes have been woven in between them to create a secure bond. Despite the look on Robert’s face, Gerard looks quite comfortable. Considering it is not the floor he is sitting on to partake of this meal. The soft velvet covered cushion must be heaven for his bare thighs. Jamia on the other hand is on her knees feeding Gerard slices of various fruit. Frank sees Robert and salutes him with his coffee.

”Morning Robert, on your way to the office?”

”Yes Frank, another work week has started.“

”Ah, well we all know what a workaholic you can be.”

Robert is about to answer when the front door bell sounds. Both Frank and Robert turn to the sound and soon they see Peter coming up the entrance way with Michael. Robert rises, but Frank just sits there and tips his chair back on two legs. Robert crosses to the end of the table and offers a hand to Michael.

”Michael what brings you round this way so early?”

”Just some business with Master Iero Robert.”

Robert turns and realizes that Michael has a full view of his brother tied to a chair. He also realizes that he is not fazed by this. What happened yesterday when Michael went to say goodbye to Gerard? Michael just continues his usual expression towards Robert. Robert would say more, but he has to be at the office in too short a time. He gestures for Michael to have a seat and join them for morning meal. Peter brings coffee for Robert, but nothing for Michael. Robert is about to question this when Jamia comes out of the kitchen with the silver platter on the cart. She moves round to Michael and presents him with the same morning feast that Frank is eating. Robert looks from Frank to Michael and catches some form of non-verbal communication. Once Michael is served Jamia goes back to feeding Gerard. Peter brings Robert his usual steak and eggs and the rest of the meal is in silence.

***Jamia***

A million thoughts are going through her head right now. Yesterday, what happened yesterday? She found herself with Master Way, but not the one she was so accustomed to. She was used and treated like a common whore and she loved it. She would never state that it was better than what Frank had done to her out loud. But just the fact that Michael had fucked her and god it had been so long since that happened. She was ready to accept it as a onetime thing, but when she heard Michael and his dirty talk, she secretly hoped that it was more than that. When both Michael and Master were sated they sent her and Gerard out of the room to her own room. Surprisingly Frank chose to allow Gerard to sleep in Jamia’s room for the night. They curled up on her bed and kissed lazily talking about nothing much. Jamia wanted to ask Gerard about the younger Master Way, but she could see his exhaustion so she just nuzzled against his chest and drifted to sleep with him. That was yesterday and now with no shame Gerard was tied and being fed by Jamia in front of his brother. Frank had chosen a menu of fruits for Gerard that had much juice in them. Jamia knew Frank’s thought process and was just happy to oblige. She made sure that the juice was running down his chin and chest as he ate. She wondered if Robert thought this to be obscene like all the other times, but she saw something new in his eyes. A longing and renewed interest. Jamia did not have time to ponder any further because at the moment Robert was rising and bowing to Frank and Michael. They both nodded back and Robert made his way around the table to leave the room. He passed by Gerard and it was only by chance that Jamia was feeding Gerard a slice of peach that she saw Robert brush his hands on the nape of Gerard’s neck and he said good bye to him. It was subtle, but it made Gerard shiver a bit. Gerard looked at Jamia with questions in his eyes, but he stayed quiet. Jamia answered him with her eyes as well as she could. Then Robert was out the door and the room filled with the laughter of their Master.

”Did you see his fucking face when you walked in? Shit, that was priceless!”

Frank slapped the table in punctuation. Michael just looked up and smiled.

”He was waiting for me to say something about Gerard huh?”

Frank just grinned at Michael and pushed out of his seat. He got up and walked up behind Gerard. Jamia moved out of the way by scooting backwards. Frank ran a hand down Gerard’s bound arm to his jaw. He ran a thumb through the juice on his lower lip and brought it is his mouth.

”Mmmm, and what about you Gee? What do you think about old Bertie seeing you like this? He could only guess before what I did to you, now we are not hiding it anymore. How does that make you feel?”

”I am not concerned how he feels. It is a contest and he has to learn how to compete with you on his own...Master”

Jamia could tell that Frank was impressed with this answer. He answered his pleasure by leaning down and kissing Gerard deeply licking his way around his jaw to taste the mixture of juices that dried there. Gerard moaned and flexed his fingers in the air. Jamia started to look away from Gerard, but was caught in the eyes of his brother. He was staring intently at her and she blushed. That earned her a smirk. She knows that Frank saw the exchange and something flashed in his eyes.

”Well Mikey, are you done with morning meal?”

”I do believe I am Frankie.”

”Good, then I can release your brother from part of his bonds.”

Jamia expected for Frank to pull out his knife, but instead he pulled at one of the strings on the scrolls and the whole thing came undone. Gerard’s arms fell down from the exhaustion of being held up. He rubbed his wrists and Jamia saw him take a moment to admire the marks left from the rope. Frank snapped his fingers and had both of their attention.

”Well my pets it seems we have a guest that wants to play with you today, shall we adjourn and show Mikey the Playroom?”

Jamia blushed, but Gerard just nodded. He stood up and moved away from the chair. Jamia began to rise and stopped when she heard a whistle. She turned to see Mikey staring at his brother. Mikey got up from his own chair and walked over to Gerard. He reached out and touched the ropes that surrounded Gerard’s body. He skimmed his fingers where skin met silk and then left it again. Jamia found herself jealous. She wanted to make to make Michael whistle like that. She wanted to feel his fingers on her skin. Frank stood there pleased that Mikey liked his work. To be honest it was impressive. The rope across his chest was fashioned in a way that it looked like a crossed bodice. Frank chose to use a green rope for this. He always felt that it brought Gerard’s eyes and hair color out the best. The bottom was scattered ropes to form a fitting skirt that Gerard had to move slowly in to not fall over. It also hid his bare cock. Finally to complete the outfit he had rope wound up his legs starting at the ankles. It made the slippers he wore look like something out of a gladiator scene. Mikey crouched down to feel the rope on Gerard’s calf and Jamia saw Gerard shiver at the touch. Mikey looked up at his brother and smirked. He slowly ran his hand up the rope creation to where it ended high on his thigh. He skimmed his hand over his hips and continued up to his chest. He traced the x pattern and ended at his brother’s collarbone. Michael leaned in to his brother’s ear and whispered something. At the end of the conversation he flicked his tongue lightly onto his ear. Gerard visibly shuddered that time and Jamia heard Frank laugh out loud. Michael then condescendingly patted his older brother’s head and walked away from him.

”So Frankie can you teach me that? I own my own rope and it is pretty impressive.”

Frank chuckled at the double entendre there and the little lilt in Michael’s voice.

"Oh no problem Mikey. We are going to need more than one though, but no worries I have plenty of rope to go around. I'll even give you my pet to practice on.”

Frank points Michael to Jamia and Jamia slightly blushes.

”Good. Come here whore!”

Jamia rose and walked over to Michael. He grabbed her by the neck and pulled her into a strong kiss. Jamia melted at his touch. He brought his lips around to her ear and whispered.

”I know you are jealous of my brother. I saw it in your eyes. Don’t worry though my little whore, even if I touch him, you’re the only one I want to fuck.”

Jamia felt her knees go weak with this revelation. Michael caught her as he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a collar. It was the kind you would buy for a small lap dog. It was delicate and purple. He showed it to Frank and Frank nodded in approval. He lifted Jamia’s hair and placed it on her neck buckling it tight so that only one finger could slip in. He then produced a leash and clipped it to the ring on the color. Jamia reached up and touched it carefully. There was a sliver plate on it with a single letter etched into it, “W”.

”That’s right my little whore, I had this made just for you last night after I left. In fact, I had quite a few things made last night. Some will have to wait till tomorrow, but for now you will have to be content with what I do have.”

”Mr. Wentz.”

”Master Way?”

”Please bring the packages in as soon as they arrive to Master Iero’s room.”

”Yes Master Way. I will alert you when they have arrived too.”

Jamia looked over at Gerard to see if he saw any of this, but his attention was on Frank. Frank was licking the juice off of Gerard's chest and allowing him to run his fingers through Frank's hair. It was a reward for his behavior at the table. Even though he should have been occupied, Frank on the other hand was paying attention. He smirked approvingly at the gift and motioned to Michael with a quick nod that they should head out of the room. He pulled away from Gerard and turned to walk. Michael tugged on the leash and Jamia follows behind him as he in turn follows Gerard who is being led by Frank down the Eastern Hallway to the Playroom.

***Mikey***

He lied to her, but it did not matter. She was nothing but a servant and not worth the truth. The truth was that he would not mind fucking his brother. Not because he was his brother, nothing of that thought interested him at all. He thought lie in the way Gerard reacted to his touch. That intrigued him. Michael has never been interested in another man before. He is not even interested in Gerard because he is a man. The best way to describe it is that he is interested because it is Gerard. To him Gerard is neither male nor female; he is a classification of his own. One of a kind. A conquest to own. Michael had driven many other suitors away who saw this in his brother. Robert was so boring that all he saw was the sweetness that is Gerard. He could not see beyond that and that suited Michael’s needs to a T. This way Michael could continue to control Gerard without his or Robert’s knowledge. Now here was Frank who had seen what Michael always had. The interesting thing was that he did not see Frank as competition. Rather he saw him as someone to work with. Together they could turn Gerard into more than he ever knew he could be. The thought of this made Michael hard.

They arrived at the door at the end of the hallway. Frank fished a key out of his pocket and placed it in the old lock. The door opened with a creak and light from the hall bathed the room. Frank walked in and lit the lamp in the middle of the room. He then sat down in the chair next to it. Gerard walked in after him and knelled at Frank’s feet. Michael took a look at the room as he entered. It was more like a dungeon. How could Robert have not known about this room? Frank gestured to Michael to have a seat opposite him. Michael walked in with Jamia following him. When he sat down Jamia took up the same position as Gerard at Michael’s feet. Surprisingly Frank wanted to just talk first. He asked Michael questions about his business and in turn he answered questions of Michael's. During the entire conversation neither Gerard nor Jamia moved. They blinked a few times and you could tell they were breathing, but other than that stock still. After a good amount of time, judging from the lamp dimming a bit, Frank rose from his chair and arched his back listening to it crack and pop from non-movement.

”Well Mikey, shall we get started? What would you like to play with first?”

Michael almost blurted out Gerard, but managed to hold it back. Frank looked at him as if he knew what he was thinking and smirked lightly.

”Well Frankie, there are so many things to play with, why don’t I watch you first and then join in.”

”Very well Mikey. Gee, what would you like to play with first?”

”Anything that gets me off my knees Master.”

Michael was surprised in his brother's admission, but he saw Frank look at him with some pity.

”Awww Gee, but you look so good on your knees. How else are you supposed to wrap that beautiful mouth around my cock?”

”But if I spend all my time on my knees now not doing that, I'm afraid I will do it poorly later on.”

”This very true and then I will have to punish you, but not because I want to. Alright Gee, up and over near the wall.”

Gerard rose shakily and Michael saw that his knees were indeed bruised and marked up from the ropes wound around his legs. Michael sudden got the urge to remove the ropes and taste every one of the marks. He watched as Frank walked over to the wall and Gerard followed almost completely then stopped under a set of hanging chains. Frank turned a wheel on the wall and the chains lowered.

”Fuck.”

Michael had never seen anything like that before, certainly not associated with his brother.

Frank walked back over to Gerard and connected the manacles to his wrists. He then grabbed a portion of the rope and unraveled it from Gerard’s thighs. This freed his bound cock which was already semi hard. Michael noticed that Jamia had turned to watch Frank and Gerard and at his freed cock she licked her lips. Michael felt his own cock harden, but was not sure if this was due to Gerard or Jamia. At this point he was not sure of much other than the throbbing. Rather than play games of choosing, he grabbed Jamia by her neck and popping open his pants, shoved her down on his cock hard.

”No one told you to watch whore. Now suck it till I cum.”

He gave no chance for Jamia to protest as he gagged her completely keeping his hand on her neck. She tried to pull away once and he squeezed her neck and that was the end of that rebellion. While Jamia administrated him, Michael kept an eye on what was going on with Frank. He saw that with efficacy that Frank had threaded the rope through a ring that was on the ceiling in between the chains and now Gerard was being held up by the ropes and chains in the form of a swing. Frank had placed a rag as a blindfold over his eyes and left him to hang there while he returned to the wall and turned the wheel in the opposite direction so that Gerard was lifted into the air completely with his arms above his head again. Gerard groaned as the weight of his body hung heavily in his arms, but no other noise came out. Frank returned to Gerard and patted his head.

”Good girl Gee, now just stay there.”

He left Gerard and came back over to where Michael was being sucked off. Frank flopped back down and smiled at Michael. Michael smiled back, but with a pant in his throat. He fisted his hand against Jamia’s neck and with a grunt came down her throat. Michael pulled her off him and pushed her away. Jamia landed on her ass a little dizzy in the eyes. Frank reached over and grabbed the leash. Jamia followed the pull and watched as Frank pulled his cock out. She went down on him immediately. Michael was impressed.

”How do you do that Frankie? She tried to pull away from me and you not at all.”

”Well Mikey, first she knows me and she knows what I will do to her if she disobeys. Second she has already experienced what happens when she does not listen to me…”

”And third?"

”She knows if I wanted to I could take what I want at any time. This keeps her always prepared for me, is that not right my pet?”

Michael tried to understand what Frank was explaining, but the sight of Jamia going down on Frank with precision threw him off. She knew what he liked and how to do it. She was doing a better job than when she was with him. It was unfair and it pissed Michael off. He was going to say something, but at that moment there was a knock on the door.

”Master Way, your packages have arrived, I place them in Master Iero’s room as requested.”

”Thank you Mr. Wentz.”

Michael pushed out of his seat with a grin and left the room. He walked into Frank’s bedroom and stared at the table, which sat four unassuming packages. Oh, but what was in those packages made Michael grin from ear to ear. He contemplated opening them here, but thought better and picked up the lightest one and brought it back with him. When he came back Jamia was back on her knees. Her face was well stripped with cum in her hair and on her clothes. Frank sat slouched in the chair half soft cock hanging out. He looked pleased, but not satisfied. Michael could not help but wonder if his brother was that much better than the woman. He then randomly wondered if Robert knew of his skill. Shaking the thought out of his head he brought the package to the small table next to Frank’s chair.

”Watcha got there Mikey?”

Michael watched as a shine came over Frank’s eyes and he looked like a little kid for a moment. Michael smiled.

”Well Frankie, you said we was gonna have a play
date so I had some toys specially made for it.”

Frank laughed and Michael joined in when he realized that he had not spoken like that in ages. It felt good to drop the pretense of formality and just speak. He was about to say more when he heard chains clank together and looked up to see that his brother was twitching for the first time since he was immobilized. Michael looked at Gerard and then at Frank with a question on his face. Frank just smiled.

”Gee has had a play
date before with some of my friends here haven’t you Gee? He was just remembering it I am sure.”

Michael looked back at his brother, but no other sound or movement occurred. He decided to ponder what kind of play
date and who these people were while he went back to his active conversation.

”Huh, anyway so last night I went to see a friend of mine who cares for horses and I asked if he could special order me a few things. I also went to another friend of mine that specializes in glass blowing, but that will not arrive till tomorrow.”

Michael saw that the last comment really perked Frank up. He saw the wheels turning in his head and it made him laugh internally. If only Frank truly knew what he had made. Michael continued to struggle with the package until he heard a click and saw Frank’s knife in his hand. Michael smiled and took it from him and pierced the glue holding the discreet brown paper together. It slipped open easily after that. Michael took the top off the box and just stared. Frank got up on his knees and looked into the box.

”Mikey Fucking Way! Is that what I think it is?”

”Yup and thinking of you, it is not made of leather.”

”Can I?”

”Sure, I am a good boy who shares his toys with his friends.”

Frank reached into the box and grabbed the well-made handle. The fabric shimmered in the glow of the lamp light as if it was made of water. Nine separate pieces of perfection danced in the breeze of his arm movements. Frank caressed them and shivered at their touch on the tips of his fingers. He looked at Michael with reverence that made Michael shudder. The smile on Frank’s face told him that he did well. Frank stood up and extended his arm getting a feel for the weight of it. He flexed his muscles and brought his arm bent back to his ear. Using full force he brought his arm forward again quickly and stuck the chair Michael was sitting in. The sound of the connection filled the room and it was deafening. Michael looked down at the servant and saw that her eyes were wide and she was in shock one moment and then she promptly passed out. He wondered what that was about. He looked over at his brother to see his reaction and saw that he….

***Gerard***

He was hard. He could not help it. He should be frightened. His cock should be as limp as bread that refuses to rise, but instead he was quite the opposite. His other senses were heightened now that he could not see. He listened to the conversation the whole time. He heard when Michael forced Jamia down on him. He could hear her gag when his brother came. He also heard when Jamia went down on Frank. He was jealous of this. It had been too long since he wrapped his lips around Frank’s cock and he was aching to taste it again. When Michael left the room, after Peter announced his packages had arrived, the only sound was Jamia going down on Frank. Without seeing, Gerard knew that Frank was looking at him. He could feel his gaze moving up and down his body. Gerard appreciated the artistry that Frank used with rope. He could not wait till it was Robert’s days so that he could get back to painting. He really wanted to capture what was in his mind on canvas. He wondered if Frank would allow him to be tied up and use a mirror up close to see how everything looked. He thought of the way Frank looked at him when he was tied up. The hunger in his eyes and it made him groan. He knows that Frank heard him and there was probably a smirk decorating his face. After that it was Frank’s turn to moan as he came. Gerard could tell that he was cumming on Jamia from the skin on skin sound of Frank’s fist around the shaft. He wondered how beautiful Jamia looked with Frank’s cum on her face and he longed to lick it off. That thought make his cock even harder. He was thankful that Frank had not put on the cock ring this time. Gerard heard Michael return and conversation pick up again. When Michael mentioned play date, it made Gerard think back to Mike and Matt. He shivered and the chains rattled above him. He is still unsure how he felt about the whole situation. He tuned out of reality for the moment and returned when he heard Frank yell out in excitement.

”Mikey Fucking Way! Is that what I think it is?”

”Yup and thinking of you, it is not made of leather.”

”Can I?”

”Sure, I am a good boy who shares his toys with his friends.”

Gerard strained to hear anything after that, but there was almost silence except for a bit of what sounded like cloth rustling. The next sound that filled the room though made the blood in his body run straight to his cock. A whip. That is what he heard, but not a normal whip. This one made a sound like it had more material attached to it. He strained for more sound.

”That has some nice weight to it!”

”Glad you like it Frankie.”

”You said there was more than one package too?”

”Oh yeah, want me to go get the others?”

”Not just yet, let’s have some fun with these first. I can show my technique.”

”I am your willing pupil Frankie.”

Conversation stopped again and Gerard heard someone coming towards him. The person stopped and touched his face. He heard the sound of the knife again and the ropes were cut from him causing him to lose some height. Then the chains were lowered and Gerard hit the ground hard. He stifled a cry from the pain. The rest of the rope was removed from him and now he was naked. Then the chains were raised again and he was up nearly on the tips of his toes. His mind whirred and clicked to the last time this position was taken. He did not have time to think anything more when the air whistled behind him and several pieces of material met his body with force. Gerard cried out and with no prompting he spoke.

”One.”

Time seemed to stop for a moment and then the air parted and another bought of pain attached itself to his skin.

”Two.”

The pain returned again and again and he kept counting. When he reached the double digit he could barely breath let alone talk, but he croaked out hoping it to be the last.

”T-T-T-Ten”

Gerard was covered in sweat by now. It ran from his neck down the crack of his ass. He knew his chest glistened with it and his legs as well. He felt a cool hand on his back. It covered where the pain was and lightly caressed the skin. The hand followed the contour of his spine and dipped down to the cleft of his lower back. He felt pressure behind him and someone pushing a hard cock in between his cheeks. Without thinking he pushed back and heard a moan behind him. He heard it before he felt it and realized his mistake. The whip cracked across his back again and he dropped his head and winced. Gerard felt a presence in front of him. The person's hand reached up and caressed his jaw lightly. He felt another hand underneath him piercing his opening and stretching him out. Just as quickly the hand disappeared and was replaced by the unmistakable stretch of a cock entering him. Gerard bit his lower lip and tried hard not to push back. He did not have to since the person in front of him was doing it for him. The two worked in tandem. Heavy breathing behind him as he was thrust into in one stroke. The chains rattled and the person gave no time to adjust as they pulled nearly all the way out and then pushed back in again just as hard. After that the pace increased. Gerard was slack jawed and panting. The person in front lifted his face and pulled him into a hungry kiss. He allowed the tongue to explore his open mouth. He let himself be used on both ends. The person kissing him sucked hard on his tongue and Gerard could make out the sound of skin on skin in front of him. The person pulled off and leaned heavily into Gerard biting on his neck. The reality in his head told him that there were only three people in the room besides him and two of them had a cock. They were both using him, so the question going around his head was who was doing what. The other thought process was that one of them was his own brother. The thought of his brother kissing him and fisting himself while he did this excited him, but the possibility that it could be his brother fucking him was blowing his mind. This had nothing to do with it being his brother, but the Mikey he knew was so proper and always acted cultured. Now he had seen his brother's controlling side and just like Frank it was a complete turn on. Neither man made any noise that Gerard could use to distinguish them from one another and this made the situation more surreal and if it was even possible, made Gerard’s cock ache more. He had to admit though that he missed Frank’s dirty talk. He was not use to it being so quiet. He could not think anymore because the man behind him gripped his hips and dug in with their fingers. Gerard cried out and was muffled by yet another needy kiss. He could hear the panting of the one in front of him getting heavier and he knew he was going to cum soon. Suddenly the angle inside of him was just right and Gerard groaned inside the warm opening. He was released of it and given a neck to mouth. Gerard immediately latched on and pushed and panted into it. His small sounds increased as the man inside of him hit it again. Gerard knew he was going to cum, but he knew he was supposed to ask permission.

”Master please, *uh* I need to, *pant* I want to *ah* can I?”

At the same time both men at either end dug into his flesh and he had his answer. Gerard pulled off of the man in front of him and panted into the air as the man inside him pressed one more time in the right place and Gerard called out.

”Ah fuck, Master!”

He came without being touched against the Playroom floor. At the same time both men filled the room with sounds of them cumming and Gerard felt himself covered in cum from the man in front and filled with cum from the man inside of him. They both leaned into him for a moment to catch their breath and then the man inside pulled out and the one in front moved away. Gerard hung there limp and satisfied from all angles. He could not feel the pain from the whip any more, nor could he feel the pain in his wrists. He was desensitized, blissed out, and fucked beyond thought.

”Fuck Gee, that was just, holy shit! Once again you deserve a reward for taking and not complaining. You truly are my perfect pet.”

Gerard could not help but blush at this compliment. His instincts took over though and before he realized it he had asked the question.

”Are you alright Mikey?”

Gerard waited to see if he would be admonished or punished for his admission, but only a single voice was heard.

”Yeah Gee I’m, fuck, I’m fine.”

”Well Gee, I think you deserve a rest so we are going to find something to drink and will be back later.”

”Yes Master.”

Gerard listened for the door to close, but instead he heard the sound of footsteps approaching him. He felt a hand on his face and the rag was removed. He looked up and saw the shining eyes of his younger brother. Michael was smiling at him and caressing his jaw.

”I had no idea Gee that you were this fucking strong. You were amazing big brother.”

”You were too Mikey.”

”God, you look better than any whore I have ever seen.”

Michael ran his fingers through Gerard’s hair. Gerard leaned into the feeling.

”I can’t wait till we can play again.”

”Me too Mikey, me too.”

Michael left him and joined Frank at the door.

”I’ll bring you something to drink Gee.”

”Mmmm that would be nice Mikey, thank you.”

”Anything for you.”

”Awww family is so fucking puke inducing.”

Gerard looked at Frank and could not help but laugh. Michael joined in and then Frank. All three were still laughing as the two men left the room and closed the door behind them.

Notes

Actually this chapter took me a long time because I was agonizing over how to write it. What do do with Mikey and how to have his reactions. I was being pulled in two different directions with this character and I really want to maintain both. It would be slightly biased though since I had so many Waycest fans there. remember though, this is not about Waycest, but something more. Keep reading and you will see.