Bondage Mansion

***Bert***

Robert sat at mid day meal. The table was laid out with sandwiches and salad as well as fresh fruit from the garden, but Robert had no appetite for any of it. He sat and stared as he sipped his wine. The kitchen door opened and he looked up to greet Peter, but instead it was Jimmy.

”Beggin yer pardon Master McCracken, but you lookin down with all this good food in front of ya makes me wonder where yer head is.”

Robert looked up at Jimmy and motioned for him to sit. Jimmy bowed and took a seat. He reached out and grabbed a strawberry and looked at it. Robert watched as he admired the small seedy fruit before taking a hearty bite out of it.

”Sweet, pretty to look at, even better to taste…remind you of someone?”

Robert looked at Jimmy and then back at the fruit in his hand. Strawberries only reminded him of Gerard. He could be seen popping the delicious fruit into his mouth all through the season. Robert sighed audibly.

”He is a catch that Master Way, isn’t he?”

”Yeah, Jimmy, that he is.”

”So if he’s such a catch then why are you letting Master Iero steal him away?”

”I’m not, I just…I don’t know how to fight back. I can’t do all those things that Frank does to him, I don’t have the heart to hurt him like that.“

”And well you shouldn’t, but it’s not the pain that Master Way needs…it’s the control.”

”How do you know this, Jimmy?”

”Cause that’s what the Mistress liked.”

”Please, Jimmy, tell me more, tell me what I can do to win Gerard back.”

”It’s not about winning, it’s about givin him what he needs.”

”I’m listening.”

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The rest of the afternoon Robert hung out with Jimmy in the kitchen while he and the other cooks prepared for supper. He even took notes, that impressed Jimmy. All too soon it was getting dark out and Robert bid goodbye to Jimmy to go change for supper. He looked through his notes and made his own mental note to pick up the things he would need to get Gerard back. He smiled, it was going to be easier than he thought and he would not have bring himself down to Frank’s level. Robert had renewed hope now and with Jimmy’s and his ladies' instruction, he was going to get his life back and win this damn contest. Then he was going to get rid of Frank once and for all.

***Gerard***

In all honestly, Gerard had never been to a whorehouse. The prospect of women allowing their bodies to be used for monetary value was not a sign of high self-esteem…at least this is what Gerard use to think, but after meeting Madame Havok and his girls, he changed his mind. Many of them looked really happy. Most had been there for years and had the right to choose their clients as well as when they worked. Some even had steady ones that became partners and even marriage was spoken about.

”You will find Master Way that this and the other houses that Mr. Iero owns are run very different that a common brothel. He takes very good care of his House Madams and we in turn can take care of our ladies. That is why they have a fierce loyalty and respect for me.”

Suddenly there was a screech from upstairs that had everyone's head turning. Everyone except Madame Havok, who just hung his head and sighed. Gerard looked at him and just had this urge to hug him, so he did. Madame Havok seems to be taken back at first, but after a minute he enclosed his own arms around the younger man and accepted the embrace. Gerard was enjoying the embrace till he felt his hand rub over the ropes on his back and he stiffened. Havok did it again and then traced down one of them with his finger. Gerard pulled away quickly and ducked his head down. He could not meet his eyes. He wondered what the older man thought of it. He should not be concerned since he was in a whore house, but that thought of someone judging him made him very insecure. He felt a hand on his shoulder and then another lifting up his chin. He kept his eyes closed and the hand moved from his chin to caress his cheek. He then heard an angelic voice that made him smile.

”Open your eyes, beautiful, and look at me.”

***Davey***

Knowing Frank the way he did, he should not have been surprised to feel the ropes over the ethereal beauties' back, but the way Gerard held himself and how he had no regrets offering his solace to David gave him pause. Gerard did not seem like the type of guy who would fall for Frank, but there it was, the man was in love with his boss. He is sure that Frank doesn’t reciprocate, but then again, he could be wrong. As Frank was talking to the other ladies he noticed him keeping an eye on Gerard. It was possessive yes, but there was something else there. The other distracting situation was the two gentleman that Frank came in with. While they were paying attention to the ladies that were preoccupied with them, they too kept straying back to Gerard. He had this pull on them that was not describable.

”There is no need to look down. You should be proud that you have the courage to come out in the attire that you chose. Not many, including myself, would have that ability, Gerard.”

David reached down and took both of Gerard’s hands in his and squeezed affectionately.

”Thank you, Madame, your words mean much to me, but the true credit goes to my Master.”

Gerard gave one last squeeze and then let go. He bowed politely and then went and sat down at the small table near the fire place and waited for Frank to give him further instruction. David would have loved to continue the conversation with the strange creature, but it was getting on in the day and the house was starting to get busy. He made his way to the front to greet the new johns, but could not help looking back each time to see what Gerard was doing.

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It had been a few hours since Frank and his gentleman friends arrived with Gerard now. While Frank made his way around the place greeting johns and making friendly with the working ladies, Gerard had remained impassively at the same table. At one point one the gentleman brought him over a scotch and sat and talked with him. Gerard lit up and laughed at all the appropriate places and David could not help but wonder how much money he could make with someone like Gerard. He also noticed that some of the johns who came in would look at him. Where he was sitting it was easy to see the ropes under the flowing shirt, but interestingly if any of them tried to make their way over to him, they were stopped by one of the two gentlemen or Frank himself. Not once did Gerard protest to his lonely state. He sat there sipping his drink and saying nothing.

”Say there, Madame Havok, who is the delightful creature by the fireplace?”

”That my dear, Gabriel is off limits.”

”Awww, can I even just say hello?”

David looked around and noticed that Frank was nowhere to be seen as was his friends. David was a gambling man at heart and loved a sure bet. He smirked at Gabriel and brought his hand to the center of Gabriel’s chest. He leaned into his ear and purred his words.

”I will tell you what my dear Gabe, you can go and talk with him if you like, but it is at your own risk. If you manage to last more than thirty minutes with him, you can have anything you want tonight on the house. But if not I get all in your wallet no matter what you have.”

Gabriel smirked at this.

”Does that include you?”

”I did say anything, did I not?”

”Madame, I will take that bet. So what is he drinking?”

”The gentleman likes his scotch, but Gabriel, there is no way you will win this one.”

”Watch me and then I will watch you writhe under me.”

”I look forward to it with baited breath.”

Gabriel affectionately squeezed David’s arm and sauntered over to the bar. David watched him go and smiled. From behind him he heard a voice from beyond the foyer.

”You do realize that there is no way you can lose that bet, right?”

”Of course not, and I could feel his billfold is quite thick when I touched his chest.”

”You take risks Madame Havok.”

”Yes, but you see my dear, in order to be the Madame of this house, you have to take risks once in a while if for no reason than to watch the aftermath."

”I thought you told me that the aftermath was secondary?”

A slender hand came out of the shadows and wrapped around David’s waist. Christa slunk into the light looking breathtaking in her evening attire. She rested her head on his shoulder and watched the scene unfold in front of them.

”Yes, my dear it is, but it so much fun to watch, especially when it is the boss's private property.”

***Gabe***

Armed with two glasses, Gabriel made his way over to the fireplace. He made sure to wait till the surrounding tables were occupied so he could sit with the...well there really was no description for the man sitting at the table was there? Gabriel had always had a healthy sexual interest, but he had never laid eyes on a man with the beauty of a woman. The fire dancing off his pale skin and alighting his already sunset shaded hair. The way he sat and carried his posture screamed demure and helpless. He could not figure out why he was even in a whorehouse. He did not look like a john and the way Havok had spoken about him, you would almost think he was one of the whores, the crimson hair coloring was a big interest there, but there was something about him that Gabriel could not put his finger on. Something that drew his attention to him as soon as he walked in the door. Something that made Gabriel want to get to know him and this was his goal now. He knew he could entrance the creature for much more than 30 minutes, especially if it got him a night with Havok himself. That was worth any risk in his book. He walked close by the table and feigned a look of displeasure of finding a seat. He slyly noticed that the man was looking at him carefully and trying to make a decision. Gabriel made a loud sigh and went to turn around when he heard a sound from the gentleman.

”A-A-Are you looking for someone?”

Gabriel smiled internally, ‘gotcha’

”Beggin your pardon, Sir, but I seem to have lost my friend. See it is my first time here and he asked me to grab us a couple a drinks and now he has disappeared.”

Gabriel was impressed at the lie he was slowly able to weave with his tongue.

”Perhaps he went to a room already?”

”Or perhaps he just ditched me as a cruel joke.”

The redhead looked at him with concern and a pain of camaraderie and motioned for the other chair at the table. Gabriel placed the drinks down on the table and sat down with resign in the chair. He picked up the other tumbler and lifted it to the shy man. He looked down at his glass to return the salute, but saw it was empty. Gabriel, already knowing this, pushed the other tumbler to him.

”Here, since he ain’t here, no sense in lettin good scotch go to waste.”

”That is what I was drinking before, anyway.”

”Well then, we was fated to sit together wasn’t we? I’m Gabriel.”

Gabriel held out his hand and the man took it in an almost barely there hand shake.

”Gerard.”

Gabriel turned his hand to cup under Gerard’s like he would for a lady.

”It is very nice to make yer acquaintance Gerard.”

***Christa***

She was concerned. Almost ten minutes had gone by and Gabriel and Master Iero’s friend had been getting on well. She was standing with Madame Havok learning how to greet the johns who came in to partake of the evening's favors. She still could not believe that out of all the ladies there, she was chosen to take over when the Madame retired which, if the way the newest girl was running her ragged gave any indication, would be soon. Sarah was a handful and a discipline problem. The problem was that the johns loved her and she brought in money. She knew this and so she acted like a spoiled brat. Christa remembered complaining to Robert when he was here last time. She felt guilty for doing it, but Robert could tell that something was weighing her mind down and encouraged her to talk to him. If Christa was ever to accept a marriage proposal from one of the johns it would have been Robert’s. He was young at the time though and she knew it was a whim riding on the heels of a mind blowing session with her. She could not take advantage of him like that so she turned him down. They laughed about it years later, but her heart always secretly ached over it. She could have been in the position of his fiancé instead of the man that he spoke of. As she continued to watch the scene, she thought back to Robert’s description of his betrothed. She recalled that he talked about his soft pale skin and his once long black hair that was now red. Christa also remembered him talking about a brother that he never knew he had. He never mentioned his name, but the wheels in Christa’s head started turning with the other information that she received during the pillow talk and well fuck…Christa is now pretty certain that this man is in fact Robert’s finance and that his unknown brother is Master Iero. Christa quickly shares this information with Madame Havok, whispering in his ear. She can feel his smile get wider as she spills more secrets from her lips.

”Well, well, well, this will be an interesting and entertaining evening after all.”

***Gabe***

Gabriel glanced quickly at the clock, ten minutes to go and he would win the bet with Madame Havok, but he no longer wanted his prize to be the Madame, no, he wanted Gerard. In the 20 minutes they had been talking he found Gerard to be witty, charming, and a most intelligent creature. Also through the fire light his etherealness seemed to grow. His voice was soft when he spoke, but when he laughed it rang like bells and his smile lit brighter than the glow surrounding them. He continued to play the part of an ignorant young man who was tricked into coming here with his friend. Gerard believed everything he said too. Gabriel on the other hand was enjoying listening to Gerard speak. The conversation had been entertaining, but much of Gerard remained a mystery. He spoke of his art and his brother, but not much else. Gabriel did not let it escape his attention that Gerard was wearing a ring, but he never spoke of a fiancé. He did speak of the people that he arrived with, but also with guarded words. The more Gerard did not talk, the more Gabriel wanted to know. He wanted to spread Gerard out on a mattress and explore every part of him in order to pull his most intimate thought from his form. He did not realize that he was daydreaming about this until Gerard had placed a hand over top of his. Gabriel turned his hand up to take a hold of it stroking the soft skin lightly.

”Gabriel, are you feeling well?”

”I guess I am just fatigued and still morose about bein ditched.”

Gerard laughed out.

”It amazes me Gabriel, how you claim to not have much of an education, yet you come out with such educated words in your conversation.”

”Aww, I guess something’s from my friend rubbed off on me, huh, Gee?”

Gabriel noticed how Gerard suddenly stiffened when he called him Gee. He wondered if his fiancé called him that. He looked at the clock again, five minutes to go, time to cash in.

”Ugh, it’s getting late and now I have no ride home. I suppose I have to stay here the night and find my way in the morning. Perhaps we can continue this conversation upstairs in a room where it is quieter. I would love to get to know you more, Gee.”

”P-P-P-Please do not call me that.”

”Why, who calls you that, your fiancé perhaps?”

Gabriel smirked up at Gerard, he had one minute to go and he was getting smug now. Gerard was now trying to pull his hand away, but Gabriel held fast to it and tightened his grip on it. As the chime struck the hour Madame Havok and her favorite lady came over to the table. He looked down at Gerard and smiled and then to Gabriel. He knew that Gabriel had won this one.

”Well, Gabriel, it seems that I underestimated you and that you have bested me. What would you like as your prize?”

Gabriel smirked at the Madame of the house and rising pulled Gerard out of his seat roughly and into his arms.

”Madame Havok, I will take him as my prize.”

”THE FUCK YOU WILL! HE BELONGS TO ME!”

Gabriel looked at Gerard when the voice that thundered across the room silenced everything. Gerard visibly was cowering and shaking in his embrace. Gabriel looked up and saw a well-dressed man of short stature coming down the stairs and quickly crossing the room followed by two taller men, who were not as well dressed. When he arrived at the table Gabriel watched as Gerard pulled himself from his grasp and fell to his knees in front of the man begging for forgiveness.

”Master, I am so sorry! I had no idea that he was trying to…”

”Shut the fuck up, Gerard, I will deal with your behavior later. Right now I need to deal with this piece of shit who thinks he has the right to touch other people’s property!”

Gabriel was in shock! Property? Was Gerard this guy’s finance? Why would Gerard beg for forgiveness? No matter, he won the bet and if the house welched on it they would earn a sullied reputation and lose potential income.

”Madame Havok, would you please tell this riff raff that he has no rights to this man and escort him from the house.”

”I’m afraid I cannot do that, my dear Gabriel. You see this is Master Iero and he owns this house and Gerard too. I told you there was no way you would win this one, did I not?”

”Why you scheming excuse for a whore!”

Gabriel hauled back and slapped the Madame in the face hard. Madame Havok cried out and fell into Christa’s arms holding his face. Gabriel heard an enraged cry and then saw the short man charge at him and felt his fist connect with his jaw. Gabriel went down hard enough to break the chair he was sitting on. Suddenly there was pain on all sides as the man leaped upon him and punched every available surface. Gabriel tried to defend himself, but the man fought like he came from the streets. Gabriel, with his classical fighter style, did not stand a chance. He felt his eye swell shut and his nose break. He could feel blood trickling from his mouth and his hearing go as the ringing became louder. The last thing Gabriel saw was a glint of silver as the man held a knife to his throat and the last thing Gabriel heard was the normally soft voice of the ethereal man rising above the din and screaming out over all.

”FRANK, NO!”

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***Christa***

Christa crouched down in the shadows. She was shaking hard. Master Iero left the room over an hour ago, his shirt sprayed with blood, but the sobbing continued to seep through the closed door. She can still hear the terrified screams, the cracking of the crop, and the angry words of Master Iero as they filtered through the walls.

”What the fuck Gee?! Did I not tell you that no one can touch you, but me?! DIDN’T I?!”

”Yes Master! I’m sorry, Master! Please I can’t…”

”Can’t what, Gee? Can’t take the punishment you deserve?! You let him sit with you, you talked to him, you drank with him, YOU FUCKING LET HIM TOUCH YOU!”

”No, I didn’t! I just… he was… and I…FUCK!!!”

Whatever he did to Gerard at that point caused him to cry out in such agony that Christa had to cover her ears to drown out most of it.

”I trusted you, Gee, and you betrayed me. You are just like all the others in my life aren’t you? AREN’T YOU?!”

”NO PLEASE, MAST…I…LO…Y…”

”Gee…Gerard…oh fuck…”

It was after that Maser Iero emerged from the room and quickly made his way down the hall. Now an hour later Christa finally got the courage to open the door. What she saw made her gasp. Gerard was huddled in the middle of the bed. The white sheets were now streaked with the same color as his hair. His back was marred with strikes from the crop. Some of the deeper cuts still bled freely. His wrists were bound to his ankles. His face was hidden in the mattress, but a long chain could be seen running from there to the head board. Gerard was shaking, but the noises that were coming from him were quieter now. Up close Christa could see older marks and scars adorned his legs and arms. This was not the first time this happened to Gerard and she figured it would not be the last. A lesser creature would have fainted by now, but she was surprised to see that Gerard was still conscious. She moved carefully to the bed and sat on the corner.

”M-M-M-M-Master…”

Gerard’s voice was horse from screaming. When he looked up, Christa saw his tear soaked face.

”W-W-Who are you?”

”Shhhh easy honey, I’m not here to hurt you. I just wanted to make sure you were alright. I-I-I heard you screaming and…”

”I’m a-a-a-all right. I should have known better. I deserved this.”

"What?! No Gerard! You did not deserve this no matter what you did!!”

”You don’t understand, I never should have let him sit with me. I belong to Master and…”

”Are you insane, Gerard?!” He hurt you! You’re bleeding! I want to…”

Christa stopped when she heard footsteps coming down the hall. She got a look of panic on her face, but Gerard, who looked surprisingly calm, pointed with his head to a wardrobe on the wall on the right side of the bed. Christa scrambled off the bed and into the closet and managed to shut the door part way just in time to see Master Iero enter the room. He had removed his shirt now and Christa saw that he was covered in sailor’s markings. She tried to shrink back more into the wardrobe as he advanced to the bed. Where the piece of hollow furniture was situated, she had a full view of the bed and it’s occupants. Gerard made no indication that he could see her, but he had to know she could see him and Master Iero. Trapped as she was, Christa had no choice, but to watch and listen to the scene that unfolded before her.

”Well Gee, doesn’t this seem familiar to you?”

Gerard just groaned and slowly attempted to straighten up on his knees. Christa could see that there were additional chains that gave length to the binds of his wrists and ankles. It hurt her to watch him straighten up his back and show it to the shorter man. She watched him move to the front of Gerard.

”Well Gee, I am impressed that you took this punishment so well. You have grown stronger since the last time, and I have to admit that is a good quality in a pet.”

”Yes, Master, thank you Master.”

”Well, considering this, I think you still deserve your punishment from earlier don’t you agree, Gee?”

”Yes, Master.”

Master Iero removed the chain from the collar as well as the chains binding his wrists to his ankles. The entire time Gerard did not move. Once this was done he walked to the end of the bed again. He ran a finger down Gerard’s back through the welts and marred flesh. Gerard shivered a little, but remained silent. He brought his finger to his lips and licked it. Christa was taken back at this. It made her cringe that he would do something like this. At that point the two men that he arrived with came into the room.

”Fuck, Iero! What did you do to Gee?!”

”Nothing that he did not deserve, right Gee?”

”Yes, Master.”

“How is he supposed to do anything with us in all that pain?’

”Oh Gee will figure it out, won’t you Gee.”

At that point Christa watched as Gerard made his way to the edge of the bed. He crawled gingerly and faced the three men. Gerard looked like he was going to kneel there, but instead he spread his legs while on his knees and put his arms behind him to help thrust his chest out. He pushed his neck so that it was bared if someone wanted to take a bite out of it they could easily. Christa turned her attention from Gerard to the men and saw a sense of pride in the way they looked at him. The taller of the men looked at Master Iero and he nodded back to him. He then stepped up to the bed and Gerard. He grabbed Gerard by his throat and pulled him into a searing kiss. Christa watched as their tongues danced together and Gerard let out a moan of wanton abandon. The whole time though he did not lift up his arms at all. Christa could tell he wanted to circle the tall man’s neck, but knew he could not. Christa found herself wanting to understand Gerard more. What was going through his head during this and what happened earlier. She hungered for that knowledge. It would help her to be a better Madame than Havok ever could be. She decided that she would bide her time here and wait till the men all left, then she would persuade Gerard to divulge his secrets to her. Meanwhile she would enjoy the show, pick up a few tricks for her to use on her johns, and maybe even get a piece of the action herself. Christa sat back and congratulated herself on this brilliant idea. She settled in and turned her full attention to Gerard and his men.

Notes

So surprise! We went to the same whore house that Robert visited and another cameo by Davy Havok, for the amazing ***Trixgrl***. We learned more about the character and Christa. A little action, a little drama, and of course poor Gee stuck in the middle of it all with no way out. You think he would be use to it by now. Oh well. @~@