Bondage Mansion

***Gerard***

”Oh sure, just following the rules. Having a great time getting fucked by Robert and not caring that Frank is falling apart!”

”What? He’s what? Why didn’t you tell me!”

”You know what…fuck you, Gerard! Like you even give a shit!”

Michael’s words resonated in Gerard’s mind all day. Even when he was having noon meal with Robert and giggling at his jokes, it was still there. In the afternoon, Robert wanted to have a stroll in the garden with him, but remembering what happened with Frank there, Gerard could not bring himself to do this. He feigned exhaustion from all their playing and begged off for a nap. Of course Robert did not let him go so easily and insisted on tucking him in to his own bed. As Gerard lay in the bed he recalled when Robert was gone for the weekend, that Frank convinced him to let him fuck him in Robert’s bed. He remembered being tied up on the bed and Frank plowed into him roughly. Just when Frank was about to cum, he pulled out and sprayed all over Gerard as well as the headboard and the mattress. It was a way to mark his territory he claimed. Gerard reached up and saw that there was still some dried cum visible above his head. Robert would never notice it and when the wood was polished, it would go away. It was still satisfying for Frank to know it had been there.

In the evening, there was still no sign of Mikey and Frank’s return. Robert and Gerard had supper together in the dining room.

”Gee, I just wanted to say to you that these last three days have been like heaven on earth.”

Gerard blushed at these words.

”Also I wanted to apologize for taking you for granted during our time together. If I had not been worried about treating you like a lady and being the perfect gentleman, we may not have even been in this situation.”

Gerard nodded to let Robert know he understood. After dinner they retired to the library. Robert read poetry to Gerard while he painted their wedding painting. All too soon the clock struck the late hour. Robert rose and embraced Gerard tightly. They shared a passionate kiss and then Robert headed upstairs and Gerard headed down the Eastern Hallway to Frank’s room. He knocked on the door, but no one answered. Puzzled he opened up the door and looked in. The lamps were off so the room was still pitch black. Gerard lit one of them and began to get undressed. He walked over to the mirror and looked at himself. There were a few small markings among the bigger ones, made by Frank, on his body now. They were Robert’s and it made Gerard smile a bit. He wondered what Frank would say about them, though. Gerard realized that until Mikey had spoken to him, he had not thought about Frank the entire three days. Perhaps it meant that he was wrong. That he did not love Frank as he thought he did. How could he fall in love with a man after knowing him less than month? It was infatuation at best. Gerard admonished himself for being so careless with his heart and almost ruining his engagement with Robert. Now he thought the same way that he did in the beginning of the contest. That it would not matter what Frank did, the outcome would always be the same with Robert besting Frank and keeping Gerard’s heart for himself. Gerard realized that all this could have been avoided if he had just stood his ground and said no in the beginning. However, if all this had not happened, Robert would have never discovered the things that Gerard likes.

”Guess there was reason for it, after all.”

Gerard mused out loud to the room. None of this mattered anymore anyway. In one more week this would all be over and Gerard and Robert could get back to their lives as a normal couple again. Poor Jamia, Gerard was not sure if she would ever recover from this, though. Maybe they should send her away so that she could gain her sanity back and then she could return. He would talk to Robert and find out if Jamia was indentured or had a family to go back to. It felt good to be thinking like this again. Normal. Gerard looked down at the manacle in his hand. He could learn to live without it. He also thought of the playroom and what he and Robert could turn it into since there would be no use for it anymore. It was chilly so it could be used for storage of dry goods. They would keep well in there. Worse thing they could do would be to wall it up. Cut it off from the rest of the mansion. Just pretend it never existed. Same with the outside entrance to it. This is the most logical thought. Gerard sighed and looked down at the manacle one more time. He was about to put it on when he heard a cough outside the window. He put the manacle down and went over. He looked out into the night and saw Frank. He was standing in front of the rose bush, but he was paying attention to the Queen Anne’s lace instead. Gerard watched him swirl the drink in his hand around and take another sip to counter act the sip that did not go down the right way, which caused him to cough. He watched Frank walk off toward the vegetable garden. Gerard left the window and opened the bedroom door. Forgetting that he was naked, he went into the dining room and then the kitchen. He saw the bottle of his scotch on the island. Gerard crossed to the door to the garden and shuddered as the cool nighttime air hit his exposed skin. He thought about getting a robe first, but he dismissed it and went through the door. He moved carefully through the garden seeing where Frank had broken off a piece of celery to munch on. Gerard moved on and finally caught him easing past the pond so that the wildlife sleeping was not disturbed. Gerard knew where Frank was headed. He followed quietly behind till they both came to the wildflowers. Gerard watched Frank breakdown after flinging his glass at the tree. He watched him stab the tree with so much rage and then fall to his knees. He now understood what Mikey was talking about. Gerard may have come to terms that he did not love Frank like he thought, but Frank had fallen in love with Gerard. Gerard felt bad for the small crumbled man. He did not know how to approach him either. He padded forward and stopped just behind him. The moon had come out at the moment Frank was bathed in the moon light. He looked so fragile and weak.

”Master?”

Gerard watched Frank turn around and look at him. Frank said nothing, but got up and walked over to Gerard. Gerard used instinct and as Frank got closer, he lowered himself to the ground more. When Frank was in front of him, he was on his knees back arched presenting himself. Frank reached out and grabbed his hair and pulled him up. He brought Gerard’s face level with his crotch and Gerard did not hesitate to reach up and open up his pants. He pulled Frank’s cock out and nuzzled it into his cheek. He moved his lips over it with light breath ghosting the head. He licked up the shaft and under the head. Then he took the whole thing in his mouth down to the base. Frank had said nothing the entire time. He just watched. No sound came out, although his breathing had increased a little. Gerard continued to deep throat Frank while lavishing him with his tongue. He increased his speed and wanted to reach up and touch Frank, but knew he should not. Frank was slightly robotic in this movement and it made it hard for Gerard to get into a rhythm. He felt Frank start to stutter his movements and then he was cumming down Gerard’s throat without a sound. Frank pushed Gerard off and looked at him. There was nothing in his face and his eyes were cold. With no warning Frank hauled off and backhanded him. Gerard cried out and grabbed his face. Frank grabbed him by his hair and dragged him to the tree. He threw him down face first. Gerard tried to get up to his knees, but Frank pushed his upper body back down. He grabbed Gerard’s hips and thrust in with no warning. Gerard screamed as he was violated. He was shocked that Frank could get hard again that fast. He guessed that he did not cum as much as he usually does in order to maintain an erection. Frank dug his nails in to the soft flesh and left bloody wells. He felt him rake his nails down his back to cut him open. Gerard wanted to beg for him to stop, but he knew it was useless. Frank was angry at him and he deserved this punishment. It was not Frank’s fault that Gerard figured out that he did not love Frank. Even though Gerard was crying in pain, his body just took the punishment. Instead of cumming in him, Frank sprayed Gerard’s open back with his cum. The salt from the fluid burned as it landed in the open wounds. Frank finished cumming and closed up his pants. He spit on Gerard and kicked him down to the ground. Gerard heard him walk away. He waited a bit and then tried to get up. The pain was unbearable and he fell down again. He gave up and started to crawl back to the house.

It took him some time, but he finally made it to the kitchen door as he pawed it open and crawled in. He heard the grandfather clock chime midnight as he crawled out of the dining room and to the Eastern Hall. Gerard moved gingerly down and stopped at the bedroom door. He went to knock and then noticed a light in the playroom. He looked again at the bedroom door and then turned to the playroom. He crawled to the door and pushed it open. The plush chair was turned away from his view and Frank sat with his back to Gerard. Gerard crawled in and presented himself. He decided that nothing could get much worse than death so he decided to speak up.

”Master…I know I deserved that punishment and I am sorry for part of what I did to deserve it, but you need to understand that I love Robert and nothing is going to change this. I am grateful for all that you taught me, but I just cannot live my life like this always. It is just not me.”

”Are you quite done yet?”

Gerard looked up from his position at the voice. It did not sound like Frank. He got up from his position and crawled, because standing still hurt, to the front of the chair. There his eyes met with not Frank, but his brother.

”Mikey?”

Michael stood up and towered over Gerard. His hands were behind his back.

”That’s Master to you and you my pet need to be taught a lesson.”

Gerard heard the door slam and lock and saw Jamia standing in front of it. She had a look of distain on her face and it was aimed at him. He backed up as Michael advanced on him till he was flush against the wall. Michael brought one of his hands from behind his back and he was brandishing one of his whips. Gerard’s eyes went wide in terror.

”Count off for me.”

***Frank***

Frank woke up the next morning and sighed. Gerard was not at the end of the bed where he belonged. He wondered if he had slept in the wildflowers or if he had the nerve to go back to his room and defy the contract altogether. There was a knock at his door. He grunted and Jamia entered. She had a tray with coffee and a bowl of fresh fruit for him. She placed it on the table.

”Master Way wishes an audience with you in the playroom after you partake in morning meal.”

She bowed and left the room heading in the direction of the playroom. Frank looked thoughtfully at her exit. Master Way? Was she referring to Gerard or to Michael? Frank mused this over his coffee and fruit. He finished up and got dressed. He headed to the playroom. He opened the door and walked in. Michael was sitting having tea with Jamia. Well on Jamia. He was resting his legs on Jamia’s back as Jamia lapped up her morning meal of a dish of crème.

”Mikey?”

”Hey, Frankie! Hope you slept well. Sorry Gee, did not join you, he was a bit tied up.”

Frank looked at Michael and then followed his eyes. Gerard was on his knees face first into the mattress. He was trussed up like a Christmas Turkey and his body was covered in scores and welts over top of the marks that Frank left yesterday. He turned back to Michael who was smiling at him.

”It seems to me that you had a hard day and could use my help. I told Lady Way that I had a business meeting with you that would take me away for a few days. She understood, of course, as she always does.”

Frank looked at Michael again trying to understand what he was saying. Michael got up and stepped up to Frank. He placed a hand on his shoulder in a brotherly fashion.

”Frankie, I know my brother can be a bitch at times and I know right now you are overwhelmed, and don’t say you are not, so I came to help put a foot up his ass and get him back on track.”

Frank was moved by Michael’s concern for him. He brought his own hand up on Michael's shoulder and smiled at him. Maybe these three days won’t be so bad after all.

Notes

Ahhh, this chapter...yeah so not going to like me after it. I am prepared for it though. See the last week of the contest is blown through on the DVD and I set it up so that I could devote at least three chapters to it. This will all come from my imagination so any one that has watched the DVD, I am about to go off script again. Please Don't hate me. :(

Oh a lighter note my beautiful beta's and I have created a set list to go with the story. Most of the MCR songs are from Black Parade, which I find amusing since it is my favorite album. Had to throw in Destroya though to listen to Gerard and Frank moan. ^0^

I have created another time line for the contest so you can see how we got there. Enjoy and please don't hate me. @~@

;***Contest Timeline***

Contest start: 1 June Monday

Week One: Frank's Days 1-3

Robert's 4-6

Week Two: Frank's Days 7-9

Robert's 10-12

Week Three: Contest postponed

13-20st

Week Four: Frank's Days 21-23

Robert's 24-26

Week Five: Final week

Frank's Days 27-29

Robert's 30-2

***Set-List***
Sleep- MCR
House of Wolves- MCR
I want to Destroy You- AFI
All that I Got-The Used
Destroya- MCR
Closer- NIN
Bite the Hand- NIN
Burn-The Cure
Diamond Dogs-David Bowie
I Don't Love You Like I Did Yesterday- MCR
Blood Sex and Booze- Green Day
One Way or Another-Blondie
Indestructible- Disturbed
The Break Up Song-The Bouncing Souls
Sugar Were Going Down-Fall Out Boy
How I Disappear- MCR
Fall with your knife-Peter Murphy
Protect me from what I want-Placebo
This Time Imperfect- AFI
Love will tear us apart- Joy Division
Disenchanted- MCR