Bondage Mansion

***Gerard***

Supper tasted better then he thought it would. Gerard had never been fond of vegetables, although he ate his fair share of them to keep his figure looking good. As much as he loved Robert he noticed that the steady diet of meat and potatoes and very little vegetables was starting to take a toll on Robert’s physique. Frank on the other hand looked lean in his arms and legs and seemed to have a fairly flat stomach. Gerard wondered if this could be achieved by just eating vegetables or if Frank indulged in other things once in a while to maintain a balance. Perhaps he would ask him when the mood was lighter. As he worked his way to the bottom of the perfectly roasted and seasoned acorn squash Gerard began to develop a thirst. He stopped eating and lifted his gaze to the chair that Frank was sitting in. Frank was flitting back and forth between watching him and Jamia eat. He caught Frank’s eyes and flushed immediately. He could imagine what he looked like eating off the floor like a common animal.

”Did you want to speak Gerard?”

Gerard was surprised by the softness in Frank’s tone and relaxed a little. He nodded his head and waited for permission. Frank in turn nodded his head, gesturing permission.

”I find myself thirsty F-F-Sir.”

Gerard was still not completely use to calling Frank Sir yet. Frank smirked and rose form the chair. He went over to the trolley and returned with a bottle of wine in one hand and a silver bowl filled with water in another. Frank took a long pull from the bottle and Gerard watched as some of the red wine dribbled out of his mouth and down his chin. He licked his lips at the precious ruby liquid. Frank stopped drinking and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He walked up to Gerard and waved the bottle at him.

”Thirsty huh? Well Gerard, you can have the water in the bowl like the good pet that you are or you can have some of the wine, which will it be?”

Frank lifted the bottle back to his mouth with another smirk and drank deeply once more. Gerard looked hungrily at the wine escaping his mouth again.

”Please Sir, I would like some wine.”

Frank stopped pulling from the bottle and placed it on the table. He brought the bowl of water over to Jamia and placed in front of her. She immediately began drinking from it sating her thirst. Frank picked up the bottle again and came back over to Gerard. Gerard sat on his knees expecting to receive some kind of vessel to drink from, but saw Frank empty handed other that the wine.

”Sit up straight and tip your head up.”

Gerard did as he was told. He shifted his position so that he was sitting with his back straight and tipped his head back so that he was looking up at Frank. With no warning Frank poured the wine onto Gerard’s face. Gerard gasped and sputtered as the wine spilled into his nose, eyes, and ran into his ears. He brought his head down and shook it out coughing. Frank let out a high pitched giggle that made him sound slightly maniacal.

”Oops, I forgot to tell you to open your mouth.”

Gerard looked back at him and made a face that made Frank laugh even more.

”Shall we try this again?”

Gerard wanted to say something crude, but thought better of it and resumed the same position, but with his mouth open this time. Frank began to pour the wine again, this time aiming for Gerard’s open mouth. When the first real mouthful hit him the true flavor of the wine bloomed against his tongue and he let out an involuntary groan and shut his eyes. This was not from their collection. He had never tasted wine this full before while living here with Robert. His groan made his cock twitch and caused blood to rush to it, tightening the ring around the shaft and his balls further. Still uncomfortable, but tolerable. He continued to swallow as fast as he could losing some of the liquid down his chin and onto his chest. The wine kept coming, even though Gerard’s thirst was long gone. He started to feel heady from the alcohol and tried to motion to Frank that he had had enough, but without being able to speak, this seem to be impossible. The wine finally stopped and Gerard closed his mouth and licked his lips. He opened his eyes and saw that the wine had stopped because the bottle was empty. Frank was looking down at him with hunger and lust. Gerard gulped in some much needed air and looked away. Frank brought his fingers under Gerard’s chin and forced it back up to meet his gaze once more.

”Are you satisfied now?”

Gerard nodded.

***Frank***

Frank took a step back and looked at Gerard. His face was a mess with bits of squash on his cheeks and wine stains. It still dripped down his chin and Frank wanted to lick it up so badly. He would not allow Gerard to stand though and he would never get on his knees for anyone ever again. Frank broke his gaze from Gerard and looked behind him at the wooden table. He smiled as an idea formed in his head. He looked back over to Gerard and his smile turned into a smirk. He pulled out the ring of keys and unhooked one of them. He tossed it on the floor in front of Gerard. He also pulled the ball gag back out of his pocket tossed that in front of him as well.

”Put the gag back on and then undo the chains.”

Gerard complied and placed the gag into his mouth. Frank watched as his lips perfectly encircled the ball and he thought about what it will be like to get his cock in there. ‘Soon’ he thought, but not yet. There is still a need to break him down before that kind of fun can be had. Gerard fastened the strap in place and then carefully opened the chains on his wrists. He rubbed them tenderly and then slowly rose in front of Frank. Frank loved that Gerard unconsciously fixed his skirt all the time. He pointed behind Gerard and he turned his head to see the wooden table. Gerard looked back at Frank with pleading eyes, but Frank hardened his in return and Gerard's dropped in defeat. He turned around and walked over to the table without a word. Frank followed placing the key back on the ring and pulling out a new one. Gerard stopped at the table and turned to face Frank. Frank made an up motion and Gerard ascended the table gracefully. He went to lay down, but Frank stopped him.

”Remove the dress first.”

Gerard looked at Frank, but did what he was told. Frank watched as Gerard reached around and undid the ties at the back down to the skirt awkwardly. He licked his lips as Gerard removed the straps and revealed the skin under the bodice top. He was obviously cold by the way his nipples were hard as they came into view. Once the top was down, Gerard stopped. Frank looked at him expectantly, but he did not continue. Impatiently Frank made his way to the table to stand between Gerard’s legs. Gerard squeaked when Frank pushed them open, but quickly quieted when Frank grabbed his chin and forced him once again to meet his eyes.

”Why did you stop?”

Frank placed a hint of malice in his voice when he questioned Gerard’s inaction. Gerard swallowed and opened his mouth to answer.

”I-I-I n-n-need to s-stand up for th-th-the skirt.”

Frank looked at him and laughed in his face. He patted Gerard’s cheek lightly and stepped out of his personal space and did a mock bow. Gerard gingerly slipped off and placed his thumbs in the band of the skirt. He slowly brought it down his thighs and carefully extracted each stockinged leg from it without getting it caught on the heels of his shoes. Now Gerard stood in front of Frank clad in nothing but his stockings, garter belt, and the specially made undergarment that matched the outfit. His cock was still half hard and because of the cock ring, it could only get harder, but would not go down until it was removed and even then only after he came. Frank swore internally that none of the whores that he knew or had been with could compare with the natural beauty that Gerard had. He thought of how much more beautiful Gerard would be when he is completely broken and that made his heart race faster and his cock twitch begging to be released.

***Gerard***

Gerard stood there half naked and half hard waiting for Frank to say something, anything, but he just kept starting at Gerard as if he was not seeing him now, but in some distant future. That thought alone bothered Gerard since in this case he could see the future and Gerard was completely in the dark. There was a draft in the room that Gerard did not notice before, but now that his chest was exposed he was starting to shiver. His cock was not going down and he assumed that this is what the circle Frank put on him was supposed to do. He wanted to sit back down or maybe fold his arms and cover himself, but he instinctively knew that Frank would punish him for this. Finally Frank nodded 'up' and Gerard once again ascended the table, not being careful of the wood and getting the stockings and garter belt caught on it. Frank made a motion for him to lie down and once again Gerard did so without any questions. The fact that Frank was not talking was really starting to unnerve Gerard. Not that he wanted to be commanded at all, but he did prefer verbal commands over silent ones. He knew he was not being truthful with himself about being commanded. There was a secret thrill in it, but Frank had not been as harsh as he was earlier in the Study so Gerard had allowed himself to relax a little. Gerard lay back and waited for further instructions.

***Frank***

Frank watched as Gerard lay back. He stepped up to the table and took hold of his arm and brought it behind his head. He shackled it into place and then did the same with the other. He was about to shackle Gerard’s ankles as well, but then a wicked thought crossed his mind. He left Gerard and crossed to where Jamia was. She had long finished her food and water and was sitting obediently waiting for instruction. It was something that Frank liked about her. He stepped in front of her and she raised her head, but kept her eyes cast down. This level of obedience is where he would like to see Gerard very soon. He unclasped the shackle from her neck and beckoned with his hand to rise. He took the leash off his belt and hooked it to her collared dress. Frank led her to where Gerard was and she went and helped her onto the table since her hands were still tied. He pat her on the head and pointed to the shackles.

”Get on your knees facing Gerard.”

Jamia did this and placed her ankles where the shackles were. Frank locked her in and then stood back and admired the positions his pets were in.

”Perfect.”

With that Frank left the room. He went into the bedroom to gather up some toys and rope. He then sat on the bed, pulled out a cigarette and waited till the right time to return.

***Jamia***

Jamia watched out of the corner of her eye when Frank gave Gerard his food. She kept her head down and hoped that Frank would not catch her, but he was too focused on Gerard to even notice she existed right now. She heard Frank’s order to Gerard to present himself, but she could not see from the angle what he was doing to him. He heard a slight protest from Gerard, but nothing major. Then she heard nothing except for the sound of Gerard eating and she went back to her food. When Gerard expressed a want for his thirst she thought that Frank would punish him for it. She should have known that Frank had a plan for everything. He seemed to always be one step ahead of everyone in the game. When Frank produced the bottle, but no cup Jamia knew something was up. She also knew that Gerard would choose the wine since he always enjoyed a cup of the house wine at supper with Robert. When Frank brought the bowl in front of Jamia he winked at her and she just started to drink. It was no surprise that he poured the wine onto Gerard’s face first. He was planning on doing something with it later. When she heard Gerard groan from the taste of the wine, her body reacted towards it. She remembered him groaning like that for her and she suddenly wanted to make him do that again. She thought that she would have to wait until Frank was done with him though. When they went behind her, she did not know exactly what was going to happen, but she knew that it was only a matter of time until Frank remembered that she was there. Sure enough, after a few minutes he was standing before her. Knowing her place she raised her head in acknowledgement, but kept her eyes in a servant’s position. She knew he approved of this without his saying a word to her. He unlocked the shackle around her neck and beckoned her to rise. Then she presented her neck for the leash and he led her over to Gerard. He was stretched out on a wooden table and shackled by his arms above his head. She saw that he was no longer in the dress and it made her more excited. It was not like she had not seen him in less than that, but the trapped position that he was in and what little he was still wearing, along with the half hard-on that he was forced to display made her want him more. Frank helped her on the table and then ordered her on her knees. She did this and he placed her ankles in the shackles. Jamia wanted to make eye contact with Gerard so badly, but she dared not do it in front of Frank. Instead she kept her head cast down.

”Perfect.”

Frank spoke this one word and then he left the room. When she heard the door close and lock, Jamia lifted her eyes to Gerard. He was looking at her, but he had the ball gag back so he was not able to speak to her. After a few more minutes and the belief that Frank was going to be gone for a bit, she dared to speak out loud.

”Are you alright? Did he hurt you?”

Gerard nodded his head yes first and then shook his head no second. Jamia understood and let out a sigh of relief. She looked at Gerard again and saw that he was attempting to smile at her, but the gag was hurting the sides of his mouth.

”It’s okay, I know you’re happy to see me. Please don’t cause yourself any additional pain.”

Gerard nodded again in understanding. Jamia looked at him and could not help but flush with excitement.

”If you will beg my impudence Sir, but you look really good right now.”

Gerard widened his eyes at her remark and then blushed fiercely and shook his head.

”No you really do. If the situation was different, I would have completely taken advantage of you by now.”

This admission made Jamia blush as well, but the truth couldn’t hurt her right now. She watched Gerard for any kind of body language. His blush ran from his face and neck to his chest and Jamia could not help but notice that his cock was twitching. Gerard looked at her face and followed her gaze and realized what was happening to him. His blush became more crimson, but the swelling did not go down at all. Jamia also noticed that Gerard had a perfect view of her breasts. Even though Gerard stated that he preferred men, she knew that he had praised her body in word and in action from earlier in her quarters. She was not surprised that he was becoming aroused even now, being chained against his will. She eyed his hidden cock and licked her lips. Jamia looked behind her and saw that the chains were not cranked tight and that she had some room to move forward. Carefully she inched forward, attempting not to fall forward on her face, and moved till she was between his legs. The chains on her stockings touched the exposed flesh on Gerard’s inner thighs and he jumped from the cold contact. Jamia giggled a little at this and tried to move them away, but had very little luck.

"Sorry, nothing I can do except move backwards again. Do you want me to?”

Gerard shook his head no. Jamia carefully leaned over and blew a warm breath across Gerard’s hidden cock and he shuddered. His chains made noise as he flexed his hands open and closed. Jamia smiled at him and did it again. This time she made contact with the material and blew hot air into the fabric. Gerard groaned from her contact and Jamia was pleased to get the sound she longed for from his throat. She did this again, but this time when Gerard groaned there was discomfort behind the voice. She looked at him and saw a flash of pain across his face.

”What’s wrong Gerard? Did I hurt you somehow?”

She saw that Gerard registered the concern in her voice and he attempted to let her know that it was not her. Jamia continued to look puzzled at him. She could not figure out what caused him the pain. She looked back down at his hard covered cock, which the head was beginning to rise above the undergarment, and stared with confusion. She did not bite him and she knew her breath felt good to him from before so what was wrong? She heard the clanking of his chains and looked up at his arms. He had brought his hands together and created a circle with them. She kept the puzzled look on her face.

”Circle? What does that mean? I am afraid I don’t understand.”

”He is referring to the cock ring that I placed on him before he began eating.”

Both she and Gerard looked up in surprise at the return of Frank with a smirk and swinging his key ring on his finger. He walked up to the table and took in the situation. Jamia knew that her face was flushed as well as Gerard’s. She knew that he must have just arrived, the door opening being masked by the noise Gerard made to get her attention. She was pretty sure that he did not see what she was doing to Gerard, but just the same she dropped her head down and waited. ‘Cock ring?’ Jamia had no idea what that was at all. She figured it had to do with that part of the body, but she did not see one anywhere on the shaft of Gerard’s cock, which was now fully hard and about ¼ exposed to the air. It was leaking a bit and Jamia could not help but lick her lips even though she knew Frank was present. Jamia was brought back to reality by her hair being pulled fiercely by Frank. Frank pulled her face to him and smiled at her.

”Ah ah ah my pet, that is my play toy. You must ask permission to touch it.”

Jamia heard the shackles being undone and then she was yanked down hard off the table by the leash. She cried out as her knees hit the floor hard. She heard Gerard protest through the gag and Frank just laughed darkly. He dragged her across the room to a chain that hung from the ceiling. Frank produced a hook and leered at her. She should have known that he knew what was going on. She was foolish once again and deserved whatever was coming to her. Frank placed the hook under the ropes near her wrists and then hooked it to the chain. He left her on the ground and walked out of her line of sight. She heard the sound of a crank and suddenly her wrists were being lifted into the air by the chain moving up. As her arms went up she pushed off of her knees in order to compensate for the pain of the pulling hook. Now she was on her feet, but the chain kept rising until she was on her toes and her arms were at an angle in the air. The chain stopped moving and Frank appeared in front of her. She felt something under her chin forcing it up. It was cold and hard. She brought her face up to meet Frank’s and once again he smiled at her. She looked in his hands and saw that he was holding a riding crop. She knew it was made of whatever that stuff was and not leather, but it still looked dangerous. He slapped it against his palm as he spoke to her.

”So, how many times did you touch him?”

Jamia looked at him and saw that lying was useless, but she tried anyway.

”T-T-Twice Sir.”

She was not ready for the crop to connect with the exposed skin on her thigh and she cried out. Behind her, she could hear Gerard protesting through his gagged mouth.

”I am not just talking about now, I mean the whole day.”

Jamia panicked. Could he really know about everything, including before afternoon meal?! No, she was being tested again. She tried to search for the right answer and decided to come clean about after the meal when they all slept.

”I-I-I have kissed him before and he allowed he use him to get off, but he and I remained clothed the entire time!”

”Is that all?”

Jamia was not bothered to hear no sound of surprise in Frank’s voice. He knew she was telling the truth and that he somehow knew what happened in her quarters. Maybe they were too loud or he was listening at the door. Either way, it also meant he knew that she had jerked him off.

”No Sir, I also helped him to cum by touching him.”

Frank nodded his head in acceptance of her words and Jamia relaxed a little.

”See my pet, confession is good for the soul. Now we must see about your penance.”

Jamia looked up at him and listened as he counted out loud.

”So that is one for each time now and another five for the kissing, ten for using his body, and Lets round it out to another 13 for hand job. That makes 30. Make sure you count out loud for me.”

Jamia started to say something, but when the second strike hit her flesh she cried out once again.

”I’m sorry, I didn’t catch that, please say the number again.”

Frank struck her again with more force.

”THREE!”

Frank hit her again and shook his head.

"Tisk tisk my pet, those first two don’t count and now neither does this one. Start again from the top.”

Frank brought the crop down onto her thigh once more.

”ONE!”

Frank looked pleased this time and continued to hit her.

”TWO!, THREE!, FOUR! FIVE!”

Frank suddenly stopped and stepped back. Jamia could feel several welts on her thigh and she was sweating from the exertion of standing on her toes for so long.

”Something is still not right.”

Frank tapped the rod in his hand again and walked behind Jamia. She did not try to follow him, but concentrated on willing the pain away. Maybe he was done with her, but she doubted it.

”Ah, I know what it is, there is not enough exposed flesh.”

With no warning Frank grabbed the back of her dress and ripped it hard. The chains broke against her neck and the front of the dress hung limply by the one that did not break. Frank smoothed his hand against her back and sighed.

”Much better, let’s start again shall we?”

Before Jamia could protest she felt the sting of the crop on her back and cried out the first number again.

***Frank***

”F-F-Fift-t-teen.”

Frank listened to Jamia gasp out the numbered strike again. He had a raging hard-on from watching the wounds open up on Jamia’s back and the blood pour out of them. Jamia was as wrecked as her voice, which had lost volume five strikes ago, and Frank was straining against his britches in glorious pain. He hit her five more times and nearly came when her body shuddered. If he was still into women, he probably would have fucked her while he whipped her, but no matter, the blood was doing a great job of keeping him aroused. He long stopped hearing Gerard protest his action and figured that he had passed out from the sight of Frank losing control and whipping Jamia mercilessly. Jamia was holding on by a thread to consciousness. Frank had whipped her back, thighs, and any other exposed flesh he could see. He still had 15 more hits, but was running out of flesh. Then Frank got a wicked idea. He left Jamia and walked up to where Gerard was. He could see the fear in Gerard’s eyes as he approached and it turned him on even more. He stepped up to Gerard and leaned against the table.

”Whew, boy I am exhausted. Administering penance is hard work huh? Boy, I am only half way done and there is almost no flesh left to hit. Well, I could move to hit her breasts, but I don’t know, what do you thing Gerard?”

Gerard's stare went wide and shook his head no fiercely. Frank smiled at this and nodded his head in understanding.

”Yeah your right, I guess I just have to keep going where I am and try and find more flesh or go over the part I already did. Thanks Gee.”

Frank knew he would get a rise out of Gerard by using Robert’s pet name for him. Gerard frantically rattled the chains to gain Frank’s attention back. Frank turned back with a pretend puzzled look on his face.

”What Gee? You have another idea? I can’t imagine what it would be…unless you are trying to tell me that you want to take her place? Is that it?”

Frank reveled as Gerard took in what he said and became more scared. Then as predicted he shook his head yes. ‘He is too easy to read.’ Frank chuckled inwardly. He knew that Gerard would be the gentleman and he was ready for it.

”Oh no Gee, that would not be fair. You didn’t do anything wrong, she seduced you, she deserves the punishment right?”

Gerard shook his head and kept trying to speak through the gag, but it was nothing but grunting. Frank continued wearing a puzzled look for Gerard completely enjoying this charade.

”You’re not trying to tell me that you deserve a punishment too are you? Were you really in on her scheme to get you in bed? Oh Gee, why would you do something like that? What? What? Oh you are trying to say something. I guess I could take the gag off for a minute and let you talk.”

Frank reached behind Gerard’s head and undid the strap. The gag came out of Gerard’s mouth and he was talking a mile a minute.

"No Fr-Sir, please it was my fault too. I should be responsible for half the punishment too. I need to serve my penance as well.”

Frank pretended to think about it and get Gerard’s hopes up. He smiled to Gerard.

"Okay Gee, it’s a deal. You serve the other half of the punishment."

Frank climbed onto the table and sat on Gerard’s chest. Gerard looked at him as he started to take his britches apart and pull out his hard cock. Gerard shrank back a bit from having it so close to his face. Frank figured that Robert had not done this with Gerard. ‘He really was a fool wasn’t he?’ Frank knew he would be using Gerard’s mouth several times a day if he was his and since he would be that was a sure thing in the immediate future. Frank waved his cock in front of Gerard’s face and scowled at him.

”Well, what are you waiting for? Open up and suck it!”

Frank grabbed Gerard’s hair and when he yelled out he shoved his cock down Gerard’s throat. Gerard sputtered and choked at the mouth full and Frank felt a slight graze of teeth on his shaft. He pulled out and slapped Gerard hard.

”Don’t you even think of biting me bitch! You keep your teeth back and just suck it like a good girl!”

Gerard whimpered, but when Frank shoved his cock back in he obeyed and kept his teeth away. Frank realized that Gerard did not know what to do so he started to direct him.

”Hollow out your cheeks and suck on the head.”

Gerard did as Frank said and Frank let out a sigh at the feeling.

”Use your tongue and swirl it on the shaft.”

Again Gerard took great direction and elicited a groan from Frank this time. Frank started to work his cock in and out of Gerard’s mouth pulling all the way out so that Gerard could tongue the head and then shoving it back in to suck on the shaft. Several times Gerard gagged like he was going to throw up, but a look from Frank and he figured out how to relax his throat. It was feeling really good to Frank, but he needed more friction and speed so he pushed himself further up and started to really fuck Gerard’s mouth.

”Fuck yeah Gee, that’s it, you can handle the whole thing. Such a perfect mouth, it was just made to have a cock in it all the time. When you are mine, I will make sure that it happens all the time. You love it too don’t you? Love being gagged by the massive shaft, feeling it all the way in the back of your throat. That’s it bitch, take it all.”

Frank felt Gerard groan around his cock and he knew that he was painfully hard now and that the full effect of the cock ring was taking place. This thought made Frank thrust faster into Gerard’s mouth. He leaned one hand on the wall for leverage and fisted into Gerard’s hair with the other. Gerard was now lifting his head to get a better angle for Frank to shove his cock all the way in to the base. He could not believe that Gerard was able to take it all.

”Fucking hell Gee, you’re better than any of the whores or pets that I have had before. Shit, I can’t, I can’t hold on.”

Frank came hard down Gerard’s throat and watched as Gerard chocked on it, but then assimilated and swallowed it down. Frank pulled out while he was still cuming and squirted on Gerard’s face. Frank smeared the cum into Gerard’s face with his cock until it became too sensitive, then he pulled off of Gerard’s chest and dismounted the table.

”Wow Gee, that was great. I’m sure Jamia will appreciate you taking half of the punishment for her. Okay, time to go finish her half.”

”Wait, what?”

Frank stopped and turned to Gerard again. His voice was hoarse and he sounded like his throat was sore too.

”What Gee? You did half of the punishment like you offered to and now it is time to finish Jamia’s half. Oh…do you mean that you wanted to take her half of the punishment? Oh, sorry I didn’t understand that, but this is a much fairer deal, don’t you think?”

Notes

Another tough chapter to get through. I had so many idea on how cruel Frank could be that I could not make up my mind. I hope the one that I chose was understood. No one is safe from Sadistic!Frank.