Bondage Mansion

***Gerard***

Gerard woke up with a headache and a scratchy throat. He tried to swallow, but found it difficult. He groaned, but it came out muffled. That was when he realized that something was blocking his mouth open. He reached for it, but was stopped by the sound of metal. He looked down at his wrists and realized that he was chained to the floor. He reached up to his mouth to see what was blocking it and found a strange ball with holes in it. He followed the ball and found straps attached to it. Unfortunately he was not able to reach behind his head and disconnect it. Of course, Frank would have thought of this. He sat up slowly and saw that Jamia was next to him sleeping in a very awkward position. She was on her knees, but they were splayed out so that she could keep her balance. A similar chain was leading up to her neck with a very heavy-looking iron clasped around it. Gerard found it fascinating that she was able to sleep with the heavy weight around her neck, but he assumed it was from sheer exhaustion. Now that he was near the lamp, Gerard was able to get a better look at the room. It was more like a medieval torture chamber. There was a tilted wooden table with shackles on either end; there was an area where chains were hanging from the ceiling. He also saw how foolish he was to think that Frank could not see him where he was. The light from the lamp brightened the shadowed areas of the room from the center point. He also observed that there were sconces on the walls to add old world lighting to the room. It was beautiful and terrifying all at once. It appealed to the artist in him for the Gothic and he wondered if he would be allowed to paint this room when all this was over. ‘Over, huh?' Gerard thought. This was not even the end of day one with Frank and he was already thinking about the finish line. At least he was confident that his choice would be Robert in the end no matter what happened.

At this point Gerard's thoughts were interrupted by Jamia stirring. She slowly lifter her head and began to rub the sand from her eyes and Gerard gasped when he saw that she was gagged as well, but by a rope that bit into the sides of her mouth. He also noted that she had dried cum in her hair, on her face, and on her chest. She stopped when she saw that he was awake and gave him a sad little smile. Tears welled up in Gerard's eyes and he lifted his chained hands and circled his arms around her as best he could. She snuggled into his chest and sighed contentedly. Gerard reached up to pet her hair and she relaxed even more. They stayed like that for an unknown amount of time till they heard the door open and Frank's form cast a shadow from the hall light. He smiled at them and shut the door.

***Bert***

Robert was sitting at the dining table waiting for Frank and Gerard to come in. He had been worried about Gerard ever since he left him in the study. If the dress was the worse that Frank dressed Gee in, than maybe this would not be so bad for them. He was not worried because he knew they were in love and that as cliché as it sounds, true love would conquer all, even a little shit like Frank….his brother. ‘What the fuck?!' Robert thought to himself. How could his dad and mom keep something like that from him? Maybe if they hadn't things would not have turned out like they did. The history between Frank's dad and his would be the key to this mystery. He knew that his dad kept journals, perhaps it would be good to see if the previous contest was mentioned in any of them. Peter just finished serving Robert when he heard a noise from the Eastern hallway. Robert looked up with a smile, but it quickly fell away when he only saw Frank coming towards him with a smirk and a swagger in his walk. Frank walked in and bowed to Robert. He then took a seat and waited for his food. Robert sat in silence for a bit and kept looking to the left to see if Gerard was following Frank, but no one was there. After a few more minutes, he could not take it anymore and addressed Frank.

"Frank, where is Gerard?"

Frank looked at Robert with amusement.

"He was too tired for supper so I have him resting."

"But you did not come for dinner earlier"

"Yes, we were both tired at that point, but I am more refreshed than he is at this moment. Do not worry I will have something brought to him later."

This seemed to have settled the matter for Frank, but not for Robert. He was about to say something else, but Peter came out of the kitchen at that moment, bowed, and whispered something into Frank's ear.

"Yes Mr. Wentz, I am aware of her absence. I have her taking care of other matters, it would not be an impropriety for you to serve me in her stead."

Peter nodded and headed back into the kitchen. Frank settled back in his chair and prepared for his supper. Robert figured that Jamia was not there to serve Frank this time. ‘Maybe she was the one taking care of Gerard,' Robert surmised. This made him relax a bit and when Frank was finally served, Robert was comfortable enough to continue eating his supper. The two ate in the comfortable quiet that was created by the new information Robert received. When Frank had just about finished his meal he called Peter to bring out a domed platter on a trolley. Frank instructed Peter to wheel it to the servant's quarters in the Eastern hallway. Frank finished up the rest of his meal, stood up and bowed to Robert, and left the room. Robert was happy with the knowledge that Gerard was not only being care for by Jamia, but was also assured a proper meal judging from the size of the platter. He finished his wine just as Peter came back.

"Mr. Wentz, please pour me a brandy and then meet me in my father's library, I need to look up his journals."

"Very good sir."

With that Peter went to perform his duties and Robert made his way to the second library in the house that belonged to his father. He had some reading to do and the brandy would be good fortification.

***Frank***

Frank left the dining room and headed to his bedroom. He chuckled at how easy it was to put Robert's mind at ease about Gerard by assuring him that he would be eating. Frank just did not state what or when. It was Robert's own blissful ignorance that was no concern for Frank. Let him believe what he wants, Frank knew the truth and relished in it. He passed the trolley and moved it aside. He bypassed his room and went straight to the end of the hallway. He opened the door and was greeted by the site of Jamia and Gerard tangled together in an awkward hug. He smiled at them and closed the door.

"Well my lovely ladies, how have you been getting on this evening?"

They both looked up at him, but of course because of the gags, neither one spoke at all.

Frank walked further into the room and sat in the chair next to the captives. He motioned for Jamia to come to him. The chain around Jamia's neck gave her more room to move than Gerard could. Jamia obeyed and worked her way on her hands and knees till she was in front of Frank again. Frank reached over and petted her hair. He pulled away his fingers with dried flakes of cum sticking to them. This made him laugh.

"I guess I shot a little too high that time. Let us see if we cannot aim lower this time."

With this declaration he opened his trousers and pulled his cock out. He rubbed it lightly and beckoned Jamia to come further to him. He stroked a couple more times till he became semi hard and then he reached into the drawer on the side of the lamp table and pulled out a vial of oil. Instead of pouring it on himself though, he poured in over Jamia's chest so it ran in between her breasts. The opening that the chains created was perfect for sliding his cock up and into her cleavage. He sighed at how her warmth enveloped him and began to force his cock through the space. Jamia sighed along with him that she was accepting of this use of her, not that he gave a damn though. To be honest he would have rathered she fight him and then he could have some fun. Frank realized he was not getting the friction he wanted and gave Jamia an order.

"Hold them together tightly."

Jamia obeyed again and pushed her breasts together creating a tighter hold of Frank's now completely hard cock.

"Fuck yeah, that's it bitch. Feels so good with your tits wrapped around my cock."

As the profanity slipped from Frank's mouth he turned his gaze over to Gerard. Gerard looked shocked and flushed, but he was definitely aroused by the indication of the tent that formed under his skirt. Frank noted that his gaze was directed towards Jamia and Frank's cock and did not notice Frank looking at him yet. His hand began to make its way under the skirt, but the sound of the chained attached to his wrist startled him out of the daze. When he made eye contact with Frank and realized what was happening with his body, he blushed and turned away.

"Gerard, look at me."

***Gerard***

Gerard was surprised when Frank walked in smiling and addressed them with a pleasant voice. He then sat down in the chair next to them and called Jamia to him. Gerard was envious that Jamia had that much room to move. Gerard was stuck in the one spot. He figured that Jamia was going to be released or scolded, but when he began petting her, he felt an increase in his jealousy.

"I guess I shot a little too high that time. Let us see if we cannot aim lower this time."

Gerard could not believe the pride that he heard in Frank's voice at doing such a vulgar thing to Jamia! Whether she was a servant or not, she still should be respected. Gerard would have come up with other reasons, but his thoughts were arrested with the sudden and unashamed appearance of Frank's cock. He watch as Frank stroked himself a bit and then rummaged in a draw and pulled out an all too familiar bottle of oil. He poured it on Jamia's chest and then began using her breasts in place of his hand! Gerard had never seen nor imagined using a woman like that! He would have been more disgusted, but the noises that were coming from Jamia stated that she was not against what Frank was doing to her. In fact she started to get into it and when Frank ordered her to push her breast together; she did this with no hesitation. It was shortly after this that Frank let out a barrage of obscenities.

"Fuck yeah, that's it bitch. Feels so good with your tits wrapped around my cock."

Gerard did not think that even sailors talked like that! He wanted to turn away from the sight before him, but found he could not. He found himself getting aroused watching Frank's cock move in between Jamia's breasts and listening to the hitch in Frank's breath as he got closer. Frank started to grunt and grabbed Jamia's shoulders for more control. Gerard could feel his cock getting harder and he went to palm it, but when the chains made a noise to remind him they were still there, Gerard stopped short and without meaning to looked up right into the eyes of Frank. They connected briefly and then Gerard quickly turned away once again mortified at his body's betrayal.

"Gerard, look at me."

Startled by Frank's command, Gerard slowly looked back at Frank. Frank kept his focus on Gerard as he pumped Jamia's breasts with wonton lust. Suddenly he threw his head back and shouted as he shot his load all over her chest and neck. Jamia kept going working her way through Frank's orgasm and then allowed his cock to escape. Frank pulled back and then suddenly stood up and walked over to Gerard. Gerard's eyes went wide with surprise and then disgust as Frank smeared his still cum coated cock over Gerard's face.

"Personally I would have rather have cum all over your face, but we can save that for dessert hmm?"

Gerard was grateful for the gag at this moment. When Frank was finished he put himself away and patted Jamia on the head. He walked over to the door and opened it up. He walked out and then returned with a trolley with a domed platter on it. Gerard's stomach grumbled, he did not realized how hungry he was till now. Frank lifted the dome and fresh roasted acorn squash wafted steam and a heavenly aroma throughout the room. He removed one dish and placed on the floor in front of Jamia. He removed her gag and ordered her to eat. She began in earnest. Frank uncovered the other plate and then turned to Gerard with a smirk that made Gerard shudder.

"Well now Gerard, I know you are hungry, but meals must be earned and you have done nothing to show me that you deserve to eat have you?"

Gerard slowly shook his head no.

"That's right, however you have done something that deserves a punishment didn't you?"

This time Gerard was puzzled and he looked at Frank for the answer as to what he did wrong.

"Oh Gerard, you know you have to ask permission to do anything and that included cumming."

Gerard blushed at the fact that Frank had seen him at that moment of little death, but he did not understand that he had to ask permission. How does one stop themselves from doing something natural? He supposed that he could just stop touching himself, but he heard his cousin brag about being able to cum without even touching himself. In secret he asked how it was possible and his cousin divulged to him about prostate massage. In the night he allowed Gerard to help him hands-on and it had been a fascinating experience. Of course his cousin wanted to reciprocate, but Gerard was not ready for it so he declined. His cousin was most understanding. Gerard wondered if Frank knew of these things, but was not about to ask. Instead he just looked back at Frank with that same puzzled face. Frank sighed back at him and muttered something about innocence and a waste of time. He then produced a small circle of rubber from his pocket. Gerard wondered why Frank could be so excited by a mundane item. Perhaps the man was truly crazy.

"Present yourself if you want supper."

Gerard knew what this order meant, he watched Jamia follow it several times with Frank. Gerard moved his hands behind his body and pushed his chest out towards Frank. Frank smiled and Gerard knew he did well.

"Now do not move."

This was more of a warning so Gerard behaved and did not move a muscle. This was very difficult when Frank dropped to his knees and lifted Gerard's skirt with no warning. He yanked the undergarment back and grabbed Gerard's half hard cock. Gerard gasped and almost moved to block, but a look of venom from Frank made him stop. He watched as Frank stroked him and made his body shake along with the chains binding him. When Frank was satisfied, he took the rubber circle and worked it over Gerard's cock. He did not stop there though and he continued past the shaft and stretched the circle Gerard's sack. Frank gave Gerard's cock one last squeeze and then let go. Pleased, he got up and walked to the trolley and fetched the other plate. He placed in in front of Gerard.

"I am going to remove the gag now. You are to say nothing and just begin eating. If you utter one word, the punishment will get worse."

Gerard could not figure out what punishment he was experiencing now, although his cock was slightly uncomfortable. He nodded and waited for Frank to tell him to bring his head up. Frank then removed the gag and placed it in his pocket. He looked at Gerard and Gerard took the hint and leaned down to eat supper like an animal without hesitation or question.

***Frank***

Frank sat in his chair and watched the two of them eat. He crossed his legs and placed his hand together with his index fingers touching his lips. He smiled as he thought about dessert and how delicious it would be.

Notes

It's amazing what a little ring can do huh? Gerard is going to find this out he "hard Way" it seems. Sorry, I could not help myself. ^0^