Emperor's New "Clothes"

***Time Stamp: One Week Later***

Frank sat in his Porsche outside the gates of a large house. He stared up at them with an angry, but resigned look. Frank hated that he'd agreed to do whatever that asshole said for an entire year, but he had never backed out of a bet in his life, and he wasn't about to start now.

Cursing belligerently for the hundredth time in the last week, Frank pressed the button on the intercom for the gate, and waited.

"Can I help you?"

"Frank Iero."

Frank huffed. He'd do this, but Way better not be expecting him to like it. Or be polite.

"One moment please."

The voice went away.

Frank ground his teeth. Now Way wanted him to wait!? After a bit the voice came back.

"Okay. Drive to the first fork and then go left. You will cross a small bridge and there will be a cabin to the right. That is your destination."

"Left fork, bridge, cabin on the right. Got it."

Frank put his car in gear and drove through the gates as soon as they opened. He followed the directions and was soon pulling up in front of a not so little cabin. Turning the engine off, Frank got out of the car and looked around.

"Well. Could be worse."

He muttered, wondering where Way was, or if he was going to be left to his own devices all day.

"Good morning Mr. Iero. I see you found Way manor without any problems."

Micha stepped out of the door. She was tanned and wearing a pair of short cut offs and a green tank top.

"Do you own any clothes that aren't green?"

Frank asked, one eyebrow raised.

"My husband...Pete, says I look good in green. Don't you agree?"

"I still think you'd look better out of it, but I'm guessing that's not gonna happen, right?"

"Well...perhaps if you behave for my brother, we can negotiate it as a reward."

She turned away showing that her ass was part exposed at the bottom.

"Follow me please."

Frank was almost certain that wouldn't happen, but at least he could stare at Micha's ass for now. He followed her into the cabin. The cabin was rustic, but you could tell it was paid rustic.

"Wait here."

She pointed to a chair and then went and lay down on a sofa. Frank raised an eyebrow, but sat down without comment. He looked around the room. It definitely wasn't his style, but he could tell it was comfortable. He looked over at Micha, lying out opposite him with one arm behind her head, and the other rested on her stomach. She had her eyes closed, but he was pretty sure she was fully aware of any move he made. He wasn't going to underestimate her again. He'd made that mistake before.

"Is your brother on his way?"

He asked grouchily.

"He's here, he's just getting ready."

Micha lifted a leg up and ran her hand down it.

"I think I need to get waxed again. What do you think?"

She kicked her leg over and draped it on Frank's lap. Frank rolled his eyes. He wasn't in the mood for her games now.

"You remind me of Chewbacca’s little sister."

"I guess that's a yes then."

Micha pulled her leg back and then kicked Frank in the chin. Frank grabbed his jaw.

"Bitch!"

"You will do well to be respectful to your Mistress...and your Master."

Gerard appeared dressed in leather pants and boots with buckles on the side. He walked over and motioned for Micha to get up.

"You need to go get dressed."

Micha yawned.

"Sure, I was getting bored of the company anyway."

She kissed Gerard on the cheek and then sauntered off. Frank had only ever seen leather pants that tight on hookers before. Not that he'd ever had to pay for it of course, but you can't blame a guy for looking as he drove past.

"Nice pants. What's your hooker name? Tiffany?"

"Actually it was Jade, but I had red hair back then."

Gerard sat down on the sofa.

"So Frank, did you get your affairs in order at your firm?"

Frank's brain shorted out slightly at the idea that Way might possibly be telling the truth about the whole "Jade" thing.

"Err yeah. I did."

He mumbled after a moment.

"I thought his name should have been Roxy."

Micha returned in clothing that looked like it had been molded to her body.

"So Frank, ready to hear the terms and conditions?"

"Fine. If we're really doing this, perhaps we should put the terms in writing."

Frank suggested, not wanting any nasty surprises down the line.

"Spoken like a true business man Gee. I can't imagine why he isn't doing better."

Micha went and grabbed a pad of paper. Frank seethed silently.

"So, first is who will be taking your place while you are in our care."

Frank frowned at the choice of words.

"My cousin. Lucas Pascoe."

"Okay, I will have Micha talk to him then."

Micha wrote that down.

"Now the rules...rule number one. You are to stay here in this cabin. No outside contact. Micha will take care of the reason and make it plausible."

"Wait. What about my family?"

Gerard looked at him, but Micha spoke.

"Nice try Frank, but you could give a fuck about your family. You haven't spoken to them since you made it big. Nice bullshit lie you fed me about your mother."

Frank scowled.

"Yeah. I may not want to talk to them, but it's never stopped them trying to contact me. What happens when they suddenly can't find me?"

"I will handle that too."

Frank laughed.

"I'd actually pay to see that. You're gonna get on great with my mother. She's an ice bitch too."

"That brings me to rule number two. You will address Micha and I with more respect. Sir for me and..."

"I think I like Goddess best, but I will be content with Mistress."

"You're kidding right?"

Frank scoffed. The silence was deafening.

"You're not kidding."

He wasn't sure how this had become his life, but he'd take afternoon tea with his mother over this shit any day.

"Fine. Whatever."

He spat grumpily.

"Next…Sir?"

Gerard smiled.

"Good job Frankie."

The rest of the rules were said and Gerard saw Frank wanting to protest them all, but he held his tongue.

"Well I guess that is it. Frankie, go in the small bedroom and you will find your clothing for today. Micha, as much as I know you love this, you need to head to the office, but I will see you tonight."

Micha nodded and kissed Gerard's cheek. She then walked up to Frank, hips swaying. She lifted her leg up and placed her heel on his chest.

"Be a good boy and kiss me goodbye."

Frank raised an eyebrow.

"It's a bit difficult with your foot there...Mistress."

"Perhaps that is the part I want you to kiss."

Micha smirked.

"Your...your foot?"

Frank's other eyebrow rose to join the first.

"No silly boy...my shoe."

Frank looked at her like she'd gone insane, then looked at Gerard for some sort of confirmation that she was joking. He didn't get it.

"You're serious?"

He said incredulously as he looked back at her. Neither Way said anything. Frank rolled his eyes then kissed the top of her shoe quickly, a look of slight disgust on his face as he pulled back.

"Good boy."

Micha reached over and caressed Frank's face giving him a good view down her leather vest. She then stood up and went to her's and Gerard's bedroom.

"Very good Frankie, now go and change and I will tell you what your daily chores are when you return."

Frank stood up with a huff.

"It better not be some fuckin' maid's outfit."

He grumped as he headed to the room. When he saw the clothes laid out on the bed, he facepalmed.

"Figures."

Knowing that he had signed their "contract", Frank changed into the costume. He really wanted to kick Way's ass right now. After seriously considering refusing and taking whatever punishment the siblings chose, Frank finally gritted his teeth and returned to the main room. Gerard watched as Frank came out of the room. He was in the half shirt and short skirt that Micha picked out. She was nice though and didn't put him in heels. She gave him a Mary Jane style shoe,that matched the color of the whole outfit.

"Wow, Micha was right, the purple really brings out your eyes."

"Told you."

Micha, now dressed for the office, stepped up to Frank. She placed the matching cat ears that she had in her hand and then fixed his bow tie.

"Have fun boy's I will see you at dinner."

Micha kissed Gerard and then was gone.

"I'm surprised she didn't dress me in green."

Frank said rolling his eyes that Micha was, yet again, in green. This time though, it was a more formal outfit than he'd seen her in before.

"Nah, she said it wasn't your colour."

Gerard went and sat down and motioned for Frank to sit...on the floor.

"You want me to...*hmph*...whatever."

Frank sat down, crosslegged, the panties that had been laid out for him on show.

Gerard laughed.

"A lady sits on her knees Frankie."

Frank rolled his eyes, but did as he was told. He had a feeling that he wouldn't really like the consequences if he didn't.

"Good. Now, while we are gone, you need to clean the place."

Gerard held up his hand.

"Living room, kitchen, both bedrooms, patio, and bathroom."

He looked at Frank.

"Also you are to have dinner ready for us each day."

He watched Frank's eyes narrow.

"Yes, it will include yours too, and you are to aid both Micha and I in our nightly baths by scrubbing our backs."

Gerard stood up.

"Well, I need to get ready to meet with the new company from the contract so I will see you tonight...oh and trust me, if you do not do all these things...I will know."

"Do you have any preferences for food? Or anything you're allergic to?"

Gerard smiled.

“No Frankie, you can make what you like. Micha and I are easy."

Frank raised an eyebrow and considered saying something like- "I bet you are", but decided against it, seeing as he was already in trouble over a bet.

"Ok. And what time will you be back?"

"Usually by seven."

He pat Frank on the head and headed into the bedroom to get dressed. Frank looked down at himself in disgust. He was a powerful business man, and now... Now he was on his fucking knees on the floor in a sodding skirt.

"Fuck my life."

He muttered, hearing Gerard coming back a few minutes later.

"Alright Frankie, I will see you later. Have a good day."

Gerard blew a kiss and then was out the door. Frank listened, and a minute later he heard Gerard's car starting up and driving away.

Sighing with relief he got up and went back into the small bedroom. He changed back into his own clothes, cos there was no way he was wearing a skirt all day, then decided he might as well get the cleaning over and done with.

When he was a kid, Frank used to actually enjoy cleaning. He was a little OCD, and it helped him feel calm to have everything clean and tidy.

After locating the cleaning supplies in the utility room to the left of the kitchen, Frank set about his task.

It didn't really take that long to get the place ship shape, as it was pretty clean to begin with, so he stripped the beds and put fresh linen in place, then put on some laundry. When he'd finished that, Frank explored the kitchen cabinets to see what he might make for dinner. After some deliberation, cos the pantry and fridge were both full of food, so there was a lot of choice, he decided to make one of his favourites, warm chicken and chorizo pasta salad... If he had to be here, at least he would eat well.

Frank started preparing the things he would need. He looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was just after six...where had the day gone? While the peppers were baking, he returned to the bedroom and put that damn costume back on, then returned to finish up. He heard the front door open at ten to seven, just as he was seasoning the dish and preparing to serve. He'd already laid the table, so if those asshole siblings had a single problem he was going to scream.

Gerard and Micha walked in together at seven on the dot.

"It smells really good in here."

Micha walked past Frank patting him on the head and headed for the bedroom. Gerard walked to the table and looked.

"Looks nice Frankie, I'm going to change now."

Frank grabbed a bottle of sparkling water from the fridge and poured some into each of their glasses, then put the dishes he'd used to cook into the dishwasher as he waited for them to return. Micha came out first in a green bodice and tight green shorts wearing gold adorned sandals. She sat at the table crossing her legs and looked at Frank.

Frank was dying to know.

"Do you always dress like that at home?"

"When I feel like it."

She held one of her long legs out to him.

He frowned slightly in confusion.

Micha cocked an eyebrow at him.

"Greet me properly."

Frank looked at her foot and it clicked. He cocked an eyebrow in mild disbelief, then rolled his eyes and leaned down to kiss the top of her bare toes. Micha came as close to smiling as she does and then put her foot down.

"Well, dinner smells fantastic, shall we eat?"

Gerard emerged in a pair of shorts like his sisters, but he was wearing a lace up leather vest. Frank almost choked on his tongue when he saw the other man. His shorts were so tight they looked painted on. Frank tried not to look, but Way's cock seemed to be watching him, and it was very unnerving. Gerard leaned in and kissed his sister and then sat down.

"You can serve us now Frankie."

Frank was routed to the spot for a second, his brain still short-circuiting over the sibling's outfits. After a moment, he shook his head and took a breath, swallowing afterward then serving the food onto the three plates before sitting down at the table.

"Uh...Frankie, what do you think you are doing?"

Micha raised an eyebrow to him.

"Eating dinner?"

Frank didn't mean it to come out as a question, but it did. Micha rolled her eyes.

"We eat here. You eat there."

She pointed to the floor at her feet. Frank looked at her in disbelief.

"You're kidding, right?"

"Did you just talk to your Mistress like that?"

Frank squeezed his eyes shut for a second. He was getting a headache. He opened them again.

"Sorry...Mistress."

He picked up his plate and fork, and moved down onto the floor, sitting cross legged, as the wooden flooring in the dining room was too hard to kneel on. Gerard looked at Micha and saw that she was content. He then tucked into the food.

"This is really good."

"Yes, well done Frankie."

"It's my favorite actually."

Frank explained.

"I always used to like cooking, but I'm a little out of practice."

He took a bite, resisting the urge to moan at the taste.

"Well I think you will get lots of practice over the next year, don't you Micha?"

"I do indeed Gee."

They ate dinner quietly. When Micha finished she got up and put her dish in the sink.

"I am going to get ready for our bath Gee."

Frank looked up. He had to of heard wrong. Surly Micha must've said "baths, plural...right? Gerard finished his food and then did the same.

"Meet you in the bathroom Frankie."

He patted Frank on the head and then left for the bedroom too. Frank sat there stunned. After a minute, he stood up, put all their dinner plates into the dishwasher and turned it on, then headed apprehensively toward the bedroom. The door was closed, so he knocked, not really sure what to expect from the strange siblings next.

"Enter."

The sound was muffled as if it came from a room away. Frank slowly opened the door and looked inside. The room was as he'd seen it when he cleaned earlier, with the exception of the clothes that lay on top of the blanket box at the end of the king sized bed; the clothes that the pair had worn to work, and the ones they'd had on at dinner.

Frank realized that this probably meant that they were both naked. It was an obvious assumption to make of course, seeing as they had said they were taking a bath, but he wasn't sure he was ready to see Way in even less than those damn shorts... Micha, yes!...her brother, not so much.

Taking a steadying breath, Frank walked over to the en-suite bathroom door, and knocked again.

"Apparently he's deaf Gee."

Frank had never slapped a woman in his life, but he was getting close now. Gritting his teeth to stop from yelling at her to stick the damn bet, Frank opened the door and stepped in.

"About time."

The bathroom was huge. It was half the size of the bedroom. On one side was a commode and a bidet. There were two sinks set into a long counter. There was a shower with five shower heads and two seats. Then there was a bath...well more like a hot tub with elegance. It was sunk into the ground and had jets moving the water and both Ways were relaxing on either side.

"Do you, um...do you need anything?"

Frank asked, looking anywhere but at the naked man who was sat smirking slightly at him.

"Yes, you can bring us each a glass of wine from over there and scrub my back."

Gerard motioned to the counter where a cooler was holding two bottles of wine.

"I prefer red, while my dear sister likes white."

Wine. Frank could handle wine. Purposely ignoring the bit where Way asked for his back to be scrubbed, for now at least, Frank moved over to the cooler and poured a glass each of the red and the white. After placing the bottles back in the cooler, he carried the two glasses over and carefully handed them to the siblings. They both took them and sipped at the same time like that had coordinated it earlier. Then they both put them down and sighed. Micha leaned back, while Gerard leaned forward giving Frank access to his back. Frank looked between the two. This was really not what he'd expected when he took that fucking bet. Sighing, he picked up a natural loofah pad and sat on the floor behind Way. He dipped the pad into the water then hesitantly started to rub it over his pale skin. Frank tried to think of anything but the fact that he was washing another man. How was this his life?

"Ugh, that feels so good."

"Better than me Gee?"

"Well he is stronger than you Michy."

Micha nodded and took a sip of her wine. Frank had questions, but wasn't entirely certain he wanted to know the answers. He kept quiet and concentrated on his job, as his brow furrowed with the thoughts he couldn't get rid of. After a bit Gerard was satisfied.

"That’s enough Frankie, now it's Micha's turn."

Frank smiled at that, then moved over to sit behind the strawberry blonde. Again he dipped the pad in the water, then started to gently scrub Micha's back.

"Frank I'm not made of glass, you can scrub harder."

"Okay then mistress."

Frank smirked as he started to scrub like he had done to her brother. Gerard relaxed back and closed his eyes. He pushed his shoulders under and sighed. Frank rubbed down Micha's back, and kept going as his hand slipped beneath the water. Why waste the opportunity?

"Oh good, my lower back is killing me from sitting in that God awful chair today."

She skootched forward to give Frank more room.

Frank grinned, his fingers edging down toward her perfect ass.

"Make sure you use pressure."

"Yes, Mistress."

Frank smirked, pressing his fingertips into her lower back, then down a little more.

Micha moaned and Gerard figured that she had Frank massaging her lower back.

"Fuck Gee, he's got better technique that you do."

"Well then, why don’t you have him do your whole back?"

"Good idea. Frank, stop what you are doing. Come shave my legs and then you can continue out of the bath."

"Shave your...I never shaved a woman's legs before."

Frank wasn't saying he wouldn't do it, just that he'd not had the opportunity until now.

"It’s easy. The shaving cream is part of the blade so you won't cut me."

Frank nodded, picking up the razor that Micha pointed to. He wondered briefly if Way would want his legs shaved too.

"I can't reach from here..."

He said, as Micha was still sat with her legs under the water.

"Mistress."

Micha smirked and shifted her body out of the water onto the side of the bath.

"There, is that better Frank?"

Frank swallowed and moved forward.

"Much better."

He murmured, feeling himself get hard in those damn lace panties. This could get embarrassing. Dipping the razor into the water, Frank started on Micha's left leg. He began at the ankle, and carefully made his way up. Gerard watched Frank pay attention to Micha's legs and higher. It amazed him because he knew that Frank had constant sexual partners. Still...there was something about his sister that made men trip over their feet for her. He was kind of proud of it.

"Make sure you run your hand over the area so you don't miss any hair."

Frank looked over at him in surprise, then nodded.

"Of course...sir."

It wasn't like it was a hardship to do that.

"Nothing is worse for Pete than if he is touching my legs and finds hair."

Gerard scoffed.

"Pete should feel privileged I let him touch your legs."

Frank listened as the siblings talked. They didn't really sound like brother and sister. He continued until he'd finished Micha's left leg, checking carefully for missed hairs afterward, then moved onto the right.

"Nice job Frank."

Micha looked at her leg and smiled. She lifted the other one and placed her foot gently against his crotch.

"Now the right one."

Frank was already getting hard. This wasn't fair! Taking a breath to steady himself, he dipped the razor and began on the right leg.

"So how was work Michy?"

"Well other than the stupid chair, it was not bad. Everyone was really sweet and understanding and I do not foresee any future problems."

Gerard smiled. He knew that she was the best choice for taking over for Frank.

"And how was the Caymans with Pete?"

Frank didn't want to hear about Micha's vacation with her husband, and all the sex they probably had...no wait...he did!

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"Uh...Frank, I think that leg is done now."

Gerard laughed. Frank was so caught up in the conversation that Micha was having about Pete, that he had shaved her leg twice over."

"Oh. Yeah, sorry."

Frank cleared his throat, rinsing the razor off and putting it back in its place.

"Do you need anything else?"

"No, so I think we can start the massage now."

Micha pushed herself up and grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her strawberry blonde hair. She walked over to the alcove and stepped down. There she and Gerard had a full sauna and massage table. She climbed up on it and lay on her stomach waiting for Frank. Frank stood, ignoring the way his hard-on was pushing out the front of his skirt, and walked over. He saw bottles of scented massage oils on a shelf to his left.

"Do you have a preference?"

"I am partial to the rose, but Gee says I am more of a musky erotic scent like sandalwood."

Micha leaned up so that the swell of her breasts showed.

"What do you think Frank? Am I more erotic than sensual?"

Frank swallowed, his cock twitching and leaking a little in his panties.

"Uh...why not use both? I think it would suit you well... Mistress."

He smiled slyly at her.

"I can agree with that."

Frank smirked and grabbed both of the oils. He moved to stand beside the table then opened and sniffed both before pouring a little of each into his left palm, then put the bottles down and spread the oil between his hands and started at Micha's shoulders.

"Apart from your lower back..."

He smirked.

"Anywhere else need particular attention?"

"Well, my upper thighs could use a good deep tissue massage."

Micha yawned.

"I can do that."

Frank grinned.

"This smells good by the way. But you'd smell just as good without it."

"Awww you are sweet to say that Frank."

Gerard got out of the bath and walked to where they were. He opened the door and entered the sauna. Frank kept his eyes firmly glued to Micha's firm behind, he didn't want to see what parts of her brother might be currently firm.

Micha sighed.

"Look Frank either get on with it, or let Gee take over."

"Sorry."

Frank continued down from her shoulders to her slim waist and lower back, his fingers grazing the top of her bottom, before he moved on to her thighs. He added more oil and pressed his fingers deep into her tight muscles. He wondered if she was tight anywhere else.

Micha groaned and Gerard knew that it was a good massage.

"If you are that good Frankie, you can do me later."

Frank stilled for a moment. He'd massaged plenty of ladies in his time, but he'd never massaged a dude. Sure, he'd experimented in college, when he was so drunk and high he couldn't even remember his own name, but he'd never touched another man in any way other than a handshake when he was sober, and he really didn't want to start now.

"My uh...my hands are starting to cramp up."

Micha internally smirked.

"Oh well I guess you are done with me."

Micha pushed up onto her knees off the table and did a cat stretch pushing her ass practically in Frank's face...along with other body parts.

"Come Gee, show him how it's done."

Gerard came out of the sauna and took the sandalwood oil from Frank.

"Thanks Frankie, I’ll take over from here."

Gerard poured the oil on his hands and began to knead Micha's lower back and tail bone area.

"Mmmm, watch Gee Frank, he can give you some...ohhh yes, good tips on how to get, fuck Gee, to the root of the pain."

Frank's cock was getting painful now. He really wanted to go jerk off, or pull it out right there. He bit hard on his lower lip to keep in a moan at the sight. He wanted to ask if they were really brother and sister, or if they were...siblings with benefits? Just the idea made his cock leak like a sieve. He couldn't take his eyes off of Way's hands as they kneaded the tanned flesh of Micha's thighs and...ass!

Gerard was methodical in where his hands went. He knew that when Micha walked, her gate caused the vibrations to move into her thighs. He eased his hands between her legs and urged them apart. He then gripped one thigh in his hands with his fingers on the inside and kneaded it firmly, but gently.

"Ah ah ah ah."

Micha moaned and panted. Gerard was getting a muscle that plagued her all the time. It felt so good now that it was being unknotted.

"I uh..."

Frank choked a little.

"Need to use the uh...the bathroom."

He turned and headed quickly toward the door. He had to get back to his room before his cock exploded cum all over the floor.

"Frankie, the commode is over there."

Gerard lifted an oiled hand and pointed to the commode and the bidet off to the side of the sunken bathtub. There was a slight partition that hid it from the rest of the bathroom. Micha looked over at Frank with a glazed visage. She was clearly in ecstasy at the moment.

"Don't be shy Frank, we're all adults here."

Frank looked over in desperation. The partition really wasn't enough.

"I err..."

He squeezed his legs together a little.

"I have a shy bladder."

Micha looked at Frank and raised an eyebrow.

"Come here Frank."

Frank looked from the naked woman to the door to freedom and privacy, then back. He wanted to just leave, but somehow he didn't think he'd like the consequences if he disobeyed. Taking a breath, he walked over to her, trying not to get too close to Way, and his fully exposed, and quite sizeable, cock.

Micha rolled her eyes and reached out grabbing Frank's skirt. She pulled him in and leaned up a bit. She lifted her hand and pressed it against his bladder.

"See the trick is to push on your bladder so that your body understands that this is when you are supposed to go and stop your shy bullshit."

She continued to put pressure on the area just above his groin. Frank shuddered, his cock twitching at the proximity of her hand, and his bladder clenching as he realized that he actually did need to piss.

"Shit I..."

Frank mumbled urgently.

"I got it, thanks."

He pulled back to head over to the toilet. Gerard leaned down and whispered to his sister.

"You are so bad Michy."

"Hey, he can jerk off all he wants, but he will piss when I tell him too."

Frank relieved himself quickly, his hand lingering on his cock after as he fought against the desire to masturbate with them still in the room. He just couldn't do it, not with Way there, at least. Sighing and squeezing his base to hold himself back, Frank flushed, tucked himself back in his panties, then washed his hands and returned to the siblings.

"Do you, need anything else?"

Micha and Gerard were lounging against each other in the sauna. Micha was between Gerard's legs with her head on his thigh. Despite being naked, they looked relaxed and comfortable. Micha's eyes were closed.

"Nah Frankie, you are welcome to take a shower and then head to bed. We will be heading to bed after we finish here."

Frank would've sprinted from the room, if it wasn't for how uncomfortably hard he still was. Instead, he turned and waddled out and to his room, closing the door and immediately pulling off the panties and wrapping his hand around his aching cock. He groaned at how good it felt, and started up a quick pace, jerking himself toward completion. It didn't take long before he was cumming hard all over the hardwood floor...he'd clean that later.
Exhausted from a very confusing day, and a very quick wank, Frank stripped out of his maid's uniform and went to the door that he presumed was the bathroom. It wasn't. Opening the door, Frank found a closet with row upon row of maid's uniforms and little dresses. Confused, he shut the door and looked around for another door he'd missed, but found none. He frowned, wondering where they expected him to shower. Stood naked in his room with a confused look on his face, he was surprised when his bedroom door suddenly opened to reveal Way, stood there with just a towel around his waist.

"Can I help you?"

Frank huffed, hands on his hips, feet planted shoulder width apart. If Way wasn't embarrassed being naked in front of him, then he wouldn't show how much this made him cringe either.

"Did you decide not to take a shower Frankie, cause that is really unhygienic."

"No I was just...where is it?"

He looked around the room in question.

Gerard laughed.

"You were just in there silly boy."

Frank raised an eyebrow.

"What, you could only afford one bathroom? I thought business was good."

He smirked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"No Frank, this cabin was built for a couple. The room you are in is actually Micha's meditation room. She gave it up for you. Be grateful."

There was a hard edge to Gerard's voice that was all business. Frank took a breath, deciding not to bite back.

"Okay. So are you finished in the bathroom now?"

"Yes, I will be heading to bed now. Please make sure that you have everything ready for breakfast at six am. Good night Frank."

Gerard left closing the door. Frank rolled his eyes then went back to the closet and grabbed a towel from a small pile on the right. He wrapped it around his waist then headed back to the bathroom.

The Ways' bedroom door was open, and Frank saw Gerard sat against the pillows, reading a book. He didn't look up, so Frank walked straight through and into the bathroom. It was then that he realized that Micha was in the shower. Fuck. He felt his cock twitch again.

"Are you just going to stand there staring at my ass? Did you not get enough when you were giving me a poor excuse for a massage Frank?"

Frank seethed a bit. She'd said he was good.

"I'm just here to shower."

He said flatly, arms crossed.

"Well then get in before all the hot water is gone."

Frank raised an eyebrow. He could learn to like it here.

"Yes Mistress."

He smirked slightly, removing his towel and placing it on the counter. He stepped into the shower and straight under the hot water.

"Wow."

He breathed as his hair plastered to his head.

"We have it heated by solar power. It never runs out."

Frank looked at her funny.

"But you said..."

He shook his head.

"Never mind."

He pointed to a bottle of apple scented shampoo on the shelf.

"Is it okay if I use some of that?"

"Sure, knock yourself out."

Micha turned back and placed her face in the water running her hands through her hair. Frank picked up the bottle and poured some in his palm, smelling the delicious scent before putting the bottle down and preceding to lather it into his hair. After a minute, he turned slightly.

"Can I ask you something?"

"It's a free country."

Micha grabbed the loofa and filled it with her warm Vanilla sugar body soap.

"You're married, right?"

When she nodded, he continued.

"Well what does he think of all this? You and your brother bathing together...you and me showering together...all of this Mistress stuff."

Micha turned to Frank. She put the loofa down and walked over to him causing him to back up against the wall. She leaned in to his ear pressing her chest against his.

"It's very simple Mr. Iero...my husband trusts me."

She then pulled back and kissed him on the cheek. She walked back over to her side and picking up the loofa, began to soap herself up.

Frank looked down. Yep. He was hard again.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks.. How's you?

So Frank's had an interesting first day, don't you think? Lol.

How do you think he'll cope with the Way's rules?

Til next time...PLEASE COMMENT, and peace out babies!
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