15-Oct-2003
Title: Absolute Power 1/?
Author: Christine
Email: Devilkitty@speakeasy.net
Pairing: 6x6, 13x5, 13x6, 13x2, 6x2
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: PWPish AU, Sex, Language, violence, NSC. Decadent Aristocrats. Squick mentioned
Zechs Marquise bit back a cry of pain as he was thrown into one of the cells on the Libra. He had been part of the force that had been allied against that renegade ship, part of a rag tag fleet of Sweeper ships, Manganacs and Gundams, fighting for the freedom of Earth and the Colonies. He had been part of OZ until Khushrenada's 'test' of his loyalty. It was after he had barely won that test that he took Tallgeese and allied himself with the Sweepers, out of gratitude. Howard had saved his life, recovering his ruined suit after the battle. Treize had destroyed his loyalty and his trust by throwing him to the Romafeller wolves because of politics. Zechs eventually met all the pilots while he was with Howard. It had taken a while, but they had gradually gotten to trust him and let him work with them in their fight to free the Colonies from the stranglehold that Romafeller and the Earth Sphere Alliance had on them. Zechs later stole Epyon from Khushrenada and was able to have a suit that was able to take as much punishment as the other Gundams. He briefly wondered if Howard had survived and then put it out of his mind. The older man would take care of himself, his crew and the other pilots, not necessarily in that order. Duo and the others had been like his children and he would sacrifice himself if it would save them.
The battle had been a hopeless one Zechs now saw, thinking about it. The fight had been a three way battle, with White Fang's mobile dolls and the Libra, OZ's forces of Leos against the Gundams. The Gundams had continued to fight for the colonies, even after they had turned their eyes to the Libra, thinking that the mad man that ran the ship would save them from OZ. He could have told them that the one that they thought of as their savior was a selfish, cynical bastard that only thought of himself. That Relena Peacecraft was a psychotic child that shouldn't be trusted with safety scissors, never mind World Peace. Zechs hadn't known that he was related to either one of them until recently and he wished now that he had never found that out.
Zechs had thought that he had been an orphan until six months ago. He had been raised as a ward of the state, because he had been found wandering in the ruins after the fall of Sanq and had been taken in by the Alliance authorities. He had excelled at his schoolwork and athletics and so decided that he wanted a career in the military. He had shone at Victoria Academy, graduating with the highest honors. He had a steady, slightly romantic relationship with Lucrecia Noin, whom he had met there. They hadn't seen eye to eye on everything and had grown apart when he had been chosen as one of Khushrenada's golden boys, but distance hadn't altered their relationship. It only had ended when he had broken with Khushrenada and that disastrous 'test' on between the Tallgeese and Alliance and OZ mobile suits.
It was after he had joined the Sweepers that Mirialdo and Relena Peacecraft made their grab for power in the Earth Sphere with their mantra of 'Total Pacifism'. He had always been told that there was some resemblance to the Peacecraft line in him, when he had been in OZ. However Zechs had never bothered to check to see if it was true, since the Peacecraft family were all supposedly dead; until recently, when Mirialdo and Relena rose to political prominence with the family name. It wasn't until the death of their foster father that people found out that Mirialdo and Relena had been adopted by a Peacecraft supporter and groomed in secret, so that in the future they could attempt to reestablish the Sanq Kingdom.
It was with help from the other pilots, who had dealt with both of them that he leaned the truth about them. It was from the other pilots and his own experiences that he had found out that the Peacecraft siblings were treacherous and vindictive, wanting more to seize power for themselves then to carry out their father's wishes. The trouble that the pilots had was in trying to convince the rest of the world this, especially after the Colonies that had sent them to Earth in the first place to fight for them had declared them rogue and that they were to be shot on sight.
The colonies hadn't cared or realized how unstable Mirialdo was even after he attempted to destroy the Earth with the cannon from the Libra. That had been what the Gundams had been fighting for, to keep the Earth intact. They had realized that the colonies would not survive without a planet to support them. However Zechs had no idea what Khushrenada or Peacecraft was planning. The fighting had been too fragmented, their forces getting cut to pieces by the mobile dolls from the Libra and later by mobile suits that he didn't recognize, apparently something that OZ had fielded. He had been finally overpowered by sheer numbers before he stopped fighting. He had then woken up in the infirmary in what he found out to be the Libra, checked for injuries and then escorted naked and in chains to the holding cells. He expected the worst and feared for his fellow warriors. He hoped that the much-vaunted honor that Khushrenada and Peacecraft had always been prating about in their speeches would extend to them. He was reassured that even in his vulnerable state none of the soldiers were taking advantage of the fact that he could not defend himself.
Zechs stumbled over the threshold, disoriented by the switch from bright to dim lights. He heard the door clank shut behind him and couldn't repress the shudder that went through him. That clank had sounded so... final.
"Zechs?"
Zechs looked around, trying figure out who had spoken to him and where it had come from in the cell. He was pretty sure that it was Duo, but he didn't want to torture himself with false hope. He never saw what had happened to the other pilots. They may have survived the battle and then escaped instead of being captured as he had been. They also might have been killed and he didn't want to think about that scenario either. While being captured was terrible, it also meant that they had lived and there was always the hope of rescue or escape while one was alive.
"Marquise, it would be better if you joined us, the accommodations are less then... worthy of being called a cell," A second voice told him.
Zechs smiled at that one. Only Wufei would phrase a complaint like that. If that was Wufei then the first voice had to be Duo. While he had hoped that they had escaped, he was grateful to whoever had put them in the same cell together if they had been taken prisoner also. "Keep talking, the both of you and I will try and track you by the sounds of your voices," he called out.
"Ahead about six... no five of your paces, be careful," Duo told him. Zechs had about a foot on all of them because he had gone through this marvelous thing called a 'growth spurt'. "There's nothing on the floor, but stubbing a toe still sucks."
"Is there anyone else but you two?" Zechs asked
"The status of the others is unknown," Wufei told him. He didn't want to be the one the said the words.
"I didn't see anyone... die," Duo told him slowly. "But things got pretty confusing there for a while and I wasn't paying too much attention to what was going on around me, I had my hands full with the damned dolls that the Libra was sending against us."
Zechs was glad that he managed to get to them without tripping over something in the dark or tripping over them. He found them in the dim light now that his eyes had adjusted better and wasn't surprised to see that they were both naked and chained like him. It made them looked younger and more vulnerable. Neither one that them looked liked they had been injured, aside from cuts and bruises.
"The temperature is very low in here," Wufei told him. "We are together so that we don't freeze. It is just cold enough to be uncomfortable, but not life threatening."
"We've been here... hours. Could be day," Duo chimed in. "Food has been given to us twice, but I wouldn't count on that. I know that OZ likes to fool with your time sense that way. Also... it's never enough."
Zechs sighed. Honor was dead or at least sleeping. He also knew that such primitive conditions would help break their spirit. What would happen to them? What had happened to the others? Had they been killed in battle or were they just someplace else on the ship? Would they eventually join them in this place?
Zechs groaned and tried to move, only knowing that wherever he was now, he didn't think that he was in that holding cell anymore. It didn't feel like the cell to him, he knew that he was in a different place even without opening his eyes. He didn't know how long he had been in that cell with Wufei and Duo. They had spent hours... days... weeks for all he knew, huddled together for warmth in the dark. The lights had been turned off shortly after he had joined the other two. They had tried to keep in shape by exercising, but it had been too cold and dark from them to really do much. Food had been something that had shown up infrequently lately and he was worried about how thin they had been getting because of that.
Duo had never been too heavy to begin with, what muscles he had concealed by his slender build, but he wasted looking now, not slender. Wufei had had a more comfortable margin of weight to lose with his bigger body and being in better shape by virtue of being fed better as a child. He had noticed that the bones of his hips and ribs were more prominent then they should be, but he was still in better condition then either of his companions. They had spent most of their time huddled around him because he was such a good source of heat.
Zechs was worried about what would happen to them now that he was gone. One moment they had been awake and the next he had woken up in this place. He didn't know where he was, but there was an aura to it that made his blood run cold. The entire place was padded and a dull putty color; the floors, the walls and the ceiling were all the same bland color. There was no door in and out that he could tell and the room was small, no bigger then 20'x20' with a very low ceiling, since his arms were bent while he was touching the ceiling. He comforted himself with the knowledge that this was at least twenty degrees warmer then the cell the he had been in and that there was a little light in here also. It wasn't much, but it was something. He wondered where the other two pilots were.
"Don't bother... brother," a cool voice told him. "The restraints are the best that OZ has to offer."
Zechs focused on the man in front of him and wasn't shocked to see that Mirialdo Peacecraft was staring at him. He shifted and became aware of the fact that his wrists were fastened above his head, the new shackles that were on his wrists attached to the ceiling somehow. He was standing up and around his ankles were shackles that fastened him to the floor, even though he didn't see any sort of chains. He tried moving his feet and found that he couldn't move them more then an inch and he couldn't lift them off the floor, no matter how hard he tried. Zechs then tugged on the restraints above his head to test their strength and wasn't surprised that Peacecraft punched him in the stomach to discourage him from doing that. He knew that he couldn't move them though. As he was gasping for breath, Treize Khushrenada walked into the room, from a hidden opening in the wall. Zechs wasn't sure that he could ever find it again, because it looked like Khushrenada had just appeared out of thin air to him.
"I said don't and I meant it," Mirialdo told him as he struggled to breathe, in a calm tone.
"What do you want?" Zechs finally managed to get out. Khushrenada was just watching the show it seemed. He had made no protest at that blow. He seemed amused by it from the small, cool smile that he wore. He knew that the man didn't care for him because he tried to kill him, but he didn't think that he would be amused that he was being beaten. Treize never seemed to be that kind of man before this. But as the saying went, 'absolute power corrupts... ' and he had no idea what being almost sole ruler of the Colonies and the Earth might have done to the man. Khushrenada and Relena Peacecraft had united before the last battle to seize power from the Romafeller Foundation. The fighting had been bloodier then the fall of Sanq from the reports that he saw. They then united with Mirialdo Peacecraft to control all of humanity.
"You," Mirialdo replied simply. "I won. Treize won. Since that happened... to the victors go the spoils. You and the rest of those pilots are spoils."
"They... " Zechs began, wanting to defend his fellow pilots no matter what the cost.
"If you say that they are children, children are not terrorists. They lost any protection that they could try and claim because of their age a long time ago. The Colonies and the Earth Alliance want them to disappear and so they shall."
"What... " Zechs started.
"Colonel Une has decided that she and the Lady have taken a fancy to Trowa Barton from the time that he had spent undercover with her," Mirialdo interrupted his question again. "Dorothy, my puppet master wants to play with Quatre Winner. And of course my... our little sister wants that damn pilot Yuy. So she got him. If she tires of him I know of any number of people that would be happy to take him off her hands. No matter what condition she leaves him in."
"And?" Zechs asked, he thought that knew the answer to that question, but he still didn't want to hear it. The comment about Heero's condition worried him. He thought that Relena was incompetent, but not abusive. Khushrenada had been the power behind the destruction of the Romafellers, while Relena pretended to be the kinder, gentler voice of reason. But both faces that they showed the Earth Sphere Alliance had been false.
"Treize has fancied that little Chinese pilot for a while, since the boy had first lost to him. The gutter rat, well we decided that we both would share him. All that hair will be wonderful to play with," Mirialdo gloated at him. "But first brother-twin of mine... we decided that you would be the first one of the group that we played with."
He paused and started to stroke Zechs's chest. Zechs's shivered and shrank back as far as his cuffs would let him. There was something unwholesome about the way that his brother was touching him. There was more then a trace of madness in Mirialdo's eyes, with something else lurking there. Zechs was startled when Mirialdo seized his hair roughly and pulled his head forward to kiss him. It wasn't a chaste kiss; Mirialdo forced his tongue into his mouth, licking the inside of his mouth before starting to bite his lips. It was a violent kiss that bruised his lips when they were smashed against his teeth. He felt Mirialdo's other arm go around his back and it steadied him a little while Mirialdo rubbed against him, the rough cloth of his uniform scraping his skin. He felt the other man's erection as he pressed them close and the first tendrils of panic entered his mind. What was this sadistic madman going to do with him? Why would he want to do what he was afraid that he was interested in? While he felt no familial feelings at all towards the man, his soul rebelled at the thought of someone that was his brother... his twin, the mirror of himself acting against all the was decent in society. He had had no attraction to men or had even thought about having a sexual relationship with a man. He had always been interested in women and never had even considered experimenting with the other boys in his barracks at school, like many others had. He didn't want this and started struggling. That caused Mirialdo to let him go and then continue with his explanation. Zechs panted, trying to catch his breath and calm down while Mirialdo talked at him.
"That is why I have you like this. Imagine Treize's surprise and mine when one of his own people at Victoria looked so much like me. We had known each other for ages, even though that ass Darlian did not approve of our friendship. At first I thought that it was just s simple coincidence, before I dug into the family records, Twinling." Mirialdo explained to him. "While it wasn't bandied about, due to fuzziness of inheritance and all that, there had been Peacecraft twins born. Twin boys. One of them had been lost in the fall of the Sanq kingdom. Darlian probably didn't look too hard. He had one of us and dear Relena and that was enough for him. When Treize discovered you, he took a personal interest in your career. That was why you were allowed the liberties that you had with your hair and other things. That was reason, besides your obvious talent, that you managed to climb so far and so fast in OZ's ranks when you were with them. Too bad for Treize when he figured out that you only had eyes for Noin and weren't going to roll over for him. He and I have known each other for a long time... in all sorts of ways, but not that one."
Mirialdo laughed at that and reached over to stroke Zechs down his back and slowly started to work his fingers into his crack, searching for the entrance there. Zechs clamped his checks together involuntarily and felt humiliated when it didn't stop Mirialdo's exploration of his body. The finger just pressed past his feeble attempt to stop it.
"We've decided that having a bit of fun with you before the other two join you here," Mirialdo told him hoarsely. "Since no one cares what happens to you... well we can do all sorts of wonderful things with you."
Mirialdo stepped back and quickly stripped off his clothing. This was just going to be a quick fuck because he couldn't wait any longer, but still he wanted to feel all of his brother against him, skin against skin as he rode him like a bitch. He laughed as Zechs's eyes widened at the sight of him naked and erect. He knew that they were both bigger then average and he was very pleased about that. However, he didn't think that Zechs would enjoy it at first.
"Don't act surprised. I wager that you were quite proud of how big you are when you were bedding down Noin," Mirialdo grinned evilly. "Now you are going to feel what its like to have that monster in you."
"This is wrong," Zechs protested involuntarily. He wasn't going to tell him that he had never gotten that far with anyone before.
"Nothing is wrong. I own you now and can do anything that I want to you. Anything!" Mirialdo growled at him. "So I am going to fuck you like I wanted to since I saw your picture, one of the few that you weren't wearing that ridiculous helmet in."
Zechs frowned and then his eyes widened, remembering the picture. He had been about thirteen at the time. He had just undergone a growth spurt that almost made him his present height. He also had turned into one of the prettiest people on the campus. People thought that he had been wearing that thing to hide how ugly he was. Rumors about a disfiguring accident always followed him, but he ignored them. Thankfully his superiors and Treize realized that being that pretty would be trouble on and off the battlefield and let him wear it. He hadn't remembered that there were actually pictures of him without the damned thing on. He had worn it almost constantly until six months ago, when it broke during the test of Tallgeese that drove him into the arms of the rebels. It had been difficult to adjust to life without something to hide behind, but he had managed it. That the pilots seemed immune to their own beauty helped him learn to live with his looks.
"This is going to be a delightful sight," Treize observed from the other side of the room.
Zechs looked at him in horror, realizing that his rape was going to be entertainment for the other man. He had forgotten that he was in the room for a moment with all the other things that was going on with Mirialdo.
"He's shy too," Treize continued, laughing at the shocked look that Zechs had.
"He'll get over that," Mirialdo said curtly as he circled around to the back and thrust a finger roughly into Zechs's opening. Zechs gasped and flinched, tears coming to his eyes. That hurt! He was under no illusions about what was going to happen to him, but he was still unprepared for the reality of the experience. If a finger was this uncomfortable he was going to be split in two by Mirialdo's cock.
Treize laughed and tossed a jar at Mirialdo, who caught it one handed. "Use this. A bit better then just using spit as lubricant and much better for Zechs. Do have pity on the dear, loosing one's virginity should be a pleasurable experience."
Mirialdo withdrew his finger and laughed. He unscrewed the top of the jar and scooped out a fingerful of the cream. He was gentler this time when he entered Zechs again, taking time to ease his slickened finger inside, massaging Zechs's passage gently and starting to loosen the muscles there. He shouldn't be that impatient with his new toy. He eased his finger in further and found the nerve cluster that he was looking for.
Zechs was becoming almost accustomed to the finger that was in his ass. It didn't hurt as much as the first time and he was grateful that Treize had thrown that jar at Mirialdo and ashamed that he was grateful. He unwillingly moaned and his cock hardened when Mirialdo struck something inside him. He was vaguely aware that Mirialdo withdrew that finger and then stuck two of them in him, moving them around inside him and striking that spot again and again. He whimpered steadily and then unconsciously whined when those fingers left him. They had felt so good.
Mirialdo smiled at that sound and rubbed some of the cream on his cock and then positioned it at Zechs's puckered opening, slowly sliding into his twin. The man was tight and hot, as Zechs's body fought him for a moment before giving way to the head of his cock, slowly opening up to let his body take in his brother. It seemed to take a lifetime, but he got all the way in, his head resting against the back of Zechs's neck, their sweaty bodies joined and he started to nibble Zechs's neck and shoulders, listening to him gasping for breath and feeling his body adjust to him. He reached around to fist Zechs's cock as he started to slowly thrust in and out of his hot hole, aiming for his sweet spot so that Zechs would enjoy getting fucked by him. Enjoying his own rape would break Zechs faster then pain. The humiliation of that he felt in taking pleasure in one of the oldest taboos of society would be wonderful.
Mirialdo had stopped caring about such things years ago when he decided that since he couldn't have the sibling he wanted, he'd use the one that was with him. Relena had enjoyed every shameful thing that he did with her from the first time that he had crawled into her bed and fucked her among her stuffed animals and pink frills at the tender age of ten. She had protested a bit at first, but she shut up when he stuffed her nightgown in her mouth and played with pussy, making her come a few times before ramming his cock into her tight hole as hard as he could. She had been hot and wet, her tears of pain turning him on as he used her and made her enjoy it. He called her every filthy name that he could, using her nightly until she believed that she was a slut. That she deserved everything that he did to her because she was his dirty, nasty sister. He then started to train her for his amusement.
From filming her debase herself in some cheap ass hotel with him to making her drink his piss, Relena did everything that he told her to do over the years that he had been playing with her mind and body, enjoying it all because she thought that she deserved to be treated like that. Relena was a sick bitch after his mistreatment of her and for a moment he pitied Yuy. She would treat him the same way that he had treated her growing up.
Dorothy had reported to him some of his younger sister's antics in the Sanq Kingdom, now that she was leader. She had tried anything that she could get away with, mainly fucking the most disgusting people that she could find, doing things with them that he taught her to enjoy and crave when they were together. Humiliating herself in private while she ruled Sanq, because she needed that now because of him, because of what he did to her.
Paragon's silence had been bought because the old man was having her in the back of that ridiculous limo any chance that he could and had been for years, since he had left her and made her find her own pleasures and humiliations. Mirialdo almost shuddered at that mental picture; Paragon's withered cock in his sister's body. At least he was human. Relena had expanded her circle to include animals according to Dorothy's report. She had found Relena sucking off the gardener in one of the sheds while the man's dog had mounting her, fucking the gardener after his dog was done with her. He was glad that he managed to get that on film. Watching his sister enjoy herself with those filthy creatures was amusing. Also it was good blackmail material if she decided one day that she no longer would obey him, but he doubted that would ever happen. He had been her master for too long.
Dorothy by that time had been tired of Relena's antics and had joined him on the Libra as soon as possible. She had not wanted to stay around to see if Relena was going to ape Catherine the Great and start in with horses. She had tried hard to cover up the Queen of the World's peccadilloes before this, but now she was through. As she told Mirialdo when she arrived, she fully expected the teenager to be fucking half of her 'advisors' by the end of the week. She didn't want to be dragged into that mess, so she had left.
Zechs groaned as he felt Mirialdo's relentless invasion of his body. He felt like he was being split wide open as he was filled by Mirialdo's cock. He welcomed the pain. Pain was something that he could deal with. Pain reassured him that this was wrong, unlike the guilty enjoyment that he felt when he was being touched by him earlier. But his rapist-brother was being careful with him now and he started to enjoy the fact that his brother's cock was up his ass. It hurt the first couple of thrusts, but the pain faded as he got used to the feeling of someone moving in him. Mirialdo had found that spot in him again, his cock hitting that something inside him that reduced him to a quivering in ecstasy instead of trying to fight what was happening to him. Zechs moaned mindlessly, his head falling forward to give Mirialdo easier access to his neck to suck on and bite as he rode him. The fist around his cock was a tight passage for him to shove his cock into as Mirialdo's thrusts moved him back and forth. He couldn't control what was happening to him, what was happening to his body. He was not supposed to enjoy this shameful thing but he was. Zechs didn't know how long he was hanging there and moaning like an animal before he came, spilling his seed out all over his brother's hand and the floor, spasming mindlessly as Mirialdo finally slammed into him one last time, making him take pleasure in this unnatural coupling.
Mirialdo returned his attention back to Zechs when he was in him fully, his cock being squeezed by his brother's virgin ass. Mirialdo rode Zechs carefully. He was in control here and he worked Zechs'c cock and ass, so that all he could hear was him moaning in delight and rapture from his touch. He savored his pleasure as long as possible, but at last his own control broke when Zechs came around him, tightening his ass even further and he just gave in and thrust into him as deep as possible shooting his load and shouting in Zechs's ear. Not that he cared, since Zechs was too far gone in his own orgasm to notice it. As they both came back to their minds, Mirialdo fondled Zechs's body and murmured endearments into his ears, but mostly crooning "brother... brother... twin' to him. He was never going to let Zechs forget who had just taken him and would repeat that mantra any time that he had him. Zechs was limp though, either from shame or exhaustion, just letting him hold him and run his hands all over that hard body, smearing it with his seed.
Mirialdo looked up to see Treize staring hungrily at him and Zechs.
"As delightful as I thought that it would be," Treize told him hoarsely.
Mirialdo noticed that Treize's erection was straining against his tight pants. It looked painfully hard to his eyes. Treize was incredibly excited by the sex that he had just witnessed. He didn't blame him for that excitement, watching the two of them would have given a eunuch an erection. Mirialdo smiled evilly at him. "I know that you've wanted to fuck me for a long time, old friend."
"I know that like me, you take it from no one," Treize replied with the same cruel smile.
That is why for as long as they've know each other and been attracted to one another, they'd never taken each other to bed, alone at least. They had always been a third with them to sub for both of them. They had both recognized immediately when they had met as children that neither one of them was the kind of person that would bend over for anyone. That had been the start of beautiful and decadent relationship. They had explored the depth and breadth of every deviant sexual impulse that they had had. Starting with fucking Relena, endlessly and then going on to degrade and demean anyone else that they had wanted. All of that had been in preparation for this moment. He had never sunk to the depths of cruelty that Mirialdo had, but he had enjoyed watching it happen. After a while, it had become a game to him to see what he could drive Mirialdo to do with his sister or anyone else they were playing with.
"But Zechs does and right now... there is time and my twin should realize how well fucked he's going to be," Mirialdo told him. "I can share and I know that you've had your eye on him for years."
He had shared Relena with Treize as soon as he had had her broken. That had been the only time that he had ever seen Treize shocked, when he had found him in the garden one night with Relena riding his cock, both of them naked as the day they were born. She had been 11 at the time and had not even begun to mature. They had spent hours that night using her mouth and pussy and ass. Relena had been excited that there had been two them to use her. Treize had lost interest in Relena when she got older, preferring her underdeveloped, boyish body to her blossoming one. Mirialdo had started to pimp her out to total strangers, just to humble her and arouse him after that.
Treize walked, loosening his pants to free his erection. Mirialdo withdrew from Zechs, listening with pleasure to the helpless moan that he made as he left him. He was certain that it was not a moan of pain, but one of loss.
"Don't worry, Twin. Treize will fill you up once more," Mirialdo promised him.
Zechs looked up in horror and confusion. Treize stripped off his clothes and applied some of the cream to his cock. He didn't bother stretching Zechs and just thrust into him in one smooth motion. Zechs was slightly taller then he was and so he didn't get as deep as he would like. But Zechs was hot and tight, slick with Mirialdo's load and he had wanted Zechs for a long time.
Zechs moaned as he felt Treize enter him. His body didn't fight it this time; the traitorous thing welcomed another cock in it. He wasn't exactly sore from Mirialdo's use of him, but he felt more of Treize then he could have ever imagined. He swore that he felt every ridge on his cock and it felt wonderful. Treize found that special spot in him and he whimpered as it was hit again and again. He didn't know if he could come again, but his body had different ideas. He was appalled to feel it respond to Treize's attentions. The hands that were holding his hips tight enough to hurt, but it thrilled him because that hold was driving Treize harder and deeper into his ass. He quickly bent his knees so that Treize could get deeper into his body, wanting him as deep as possible, not even realizing that he had done it.
Mirialdo moved around to the front of his twin and started kissing him again, rubbing up against the body that fitted against him perfectly, matching his bent knee stance so that their cocks rubbed against each other. He was hard again at the sight of Treize fucking Zechs, because it was like he was watching himself getting done. Not that he would ever take it from anyone, but it was exciting to see what it looked like. He felt Zechs's cock harden against him and smiled.
"Like it Twin?" he asked softly, speaking into Zechs's mouth before he started fucking it with his tongue and not giving him a chance to answer. Zechs's body liked it and that was enough. He was going to reduce his twin into an animal that only responded to the most basic needs of his body, fucking and eating.
Zech moaned steadily, his mouth too full to speak. Treize groaned behind him, a sound that he didn't even know his former commander could make as he used him and that sound excited him. Mirialdo was kissing him and the friction between their two bodies was delightful, the load that he had shot earlier making it just slippery enough and Zechs just couldn't stop moaning in pleasure. He didn't know if he or Mirialdo shot off first or if they had just done at the same time, because he felt his stomach and chest being bathed in hot fluid and he knew that it wasn't all his. Mirialdo was making some sort of incomprehensible sounds as they seemed to both shout into each other's mouth in their climax, before tearing his mouth away from his. Treize grunted for the last time, a deep and primitive sound that pleased him and shoved his cock harder into him, flooding his insides with his come.
Mirialdo was the first to speak, after the three of them panted for a while. "My Twin is a good fuck, isn't he?"
Treize laughed and pulled out of Zechs, Zechs made a noise of protest at the loss of a cock in his ass and then flushed in shame. How he could enjoy something like that? They just raped him and he liked it. He was so horrified at himself.
"A very fine ride, even trussed up like a chicken. Inelegant but satisfying," Treize replied with a laugh. "Spread eagle on the floor next time, to see how wild a ride he could be. I wager that you can get him to squirm delightfully on your cock." #Much better then Relena ever was, but then I do prefer men to women.#
"Shower, some work and then on to our next toy?" Mirialdo asked, languidly.
He'd play with Zechs as much as possible. He'd have him every which way but flying if he could. Zechs was a surprisingly good fuck and he was looking forward to using his mouth next time. Mirialdo almost hated not being able to spend more time with his brother, but there was work to do. He could play later when he managed to foist off all the loose ends of being a dictator on those that wanted to deal with them. If he could have, he would have dumped this all off on Lady Une's lap, but the bitch was probably working over Barton right now with a crop and an extra large strap-on. He had a few people that he thought couldn't fuck things up too much, but he still had to tell them what to do. Quinze was useless and he should space him, but didn't even want to waste the effort on doing that to him He might turn the man over to Dorothy and see what she did with him, especially, if that interrupted her play time with Winner.
Treize sighed back to work. They had to organize things so that they could spend more time in the future playing with their toys. "Just have to figure out the distribution of power among our underlings and which pilot we want next. Chang or Maxwell?"
Mirialdo shrugged and walked over to the wall that Zechs thought might lead to a bathroom. "Both of them have their appeal. About that others, I'm just wondering who we can trust not to pull the same shit on us that we did to Romafeller." He opened the wall and bowed low before the door that appeared. "Our shower awaits... while I am not willing to let you near my ass, you can wash my hair."
"So generous," Treize replied sarcastically. "Une has a list of those that we can trust and those that are competent. Some names actually appear on both lists. We just have to get it off her." He walked past Mirialdo and into the bathroom, turning on the shower.
Mirialdo laughed. "That might prove difficult. Has anyone... "
His voice was cut off from Zechs as the door closed. Zechs waited a moment before closing his eyes and tried not to cry. He was tired and ashamed of himself. None of the others would have given in like he had. He was weak and afraid. He knew that something had to be done so that the other two wouldn't suffer the same degradation that he had. He didn't know how long he just hung, desperately trying to gain control over himself again. He had never been attracted to men before. He had felt no sexual urges during the times that he had slept with the other pilots, on missions or recently when he, Duo and Wufei had huddled together for warmth, like kittens. He had felt like their older brother. Now his brother was making him feel things that he shouldn't and that was appalling to him. Zechs opened his eyes when he sensed that Mirialdo was in front of him.
"Good Twin," Mirialdo purred at him. "Just a quick kiss good bye before I'm off to rule the Universe."
Zechs blinked and suddenly felt dirty. Not because he hadn't bathed in weeks and covered in his own and other people's semen, while Mirialdo was standing in front of him looking like he had just stepped of a recruiting poster for White Fang in his trench coat and khakis. He felt dirty because Mirialdo was French kissing him, sucking on his tongue while he was fondling his balls. His cock twitched at his attention, making Mirialdo laugh after he was through kissing him.
"Still eager?" Mirialdo asked as he fooled around with his shackles so that he felt his numb hands drop, because they were no longer attached to the ceiling. He dropped to his knees because of the sudden loss of support. His hands were now stuck to the floor like his feet and he was wondering how he could lay down.
Mirialdo chuckled at him. "I'll have you on you knees later," Mirialdo promised him.
Zechs couldn't understand the comment. He didn't understand much besides the overwhelming urge to sleep. He managed to be able to move his shackles on the floor enough so that he could curl up on the floor and sleep, exhausted by his ordeal and terrified about what would happen to his companions.
Zechs lifted his head up as he heard someone else come into the room. He had fallen asleep after the other two were through with him, exhausted by the ordeal. He couldn't move much though and was dreading their return. Mirialdo had promised him another taste of him and of pleasure that he gave him. His loss of control at their hands was something that shamed him deeply. He has never known that he could enjoy what they had done to him, that they could play with his body like that. He had been in control of his feelings and his life for as long as he could remember. He also remembered that Noin could never make him feel like they had, they few times that they had gone beyond a kiss. Moaning mindlessly because they were touching him and never wanting that touching to end.
He wasn't surprised to see that the lights got brighter only when someone else was in the room with him. He strained his eyes trying to see who it was and with a sinking heart realized that Khushrenada was carrying Wufei's unconscious body into the room. Khushrenada put Wufei down on the other side of the room. He went over to the wall and opened a concealed panel, fooling with the switches that were in there. Zechs wasn't surprised to see that the floor move and something rise out of the floor. It looked like a small table or some sort of high bench, made out of a clear material. It looked like it was just another thing in this place that had been made on orders of his psychopathic brother. He wondered if Mirialdo had this room built just for them when White Fang stole the ship. He wouldn't put it past the man that had been obsessing about him for six years. He wondered what the engineer's reaction had been to the request. The engineer probably had been too afraid to say no or didn't care what he was building this room for.
Khushrenada carefully draped Wufei face up over the mysterious piece of furniture, adjusting him slightly before fastening his legs and arms to the four corners by his shackles. Khushrenada made sure that Wufei's legs were spread as far apart as they would go. Wufei fortunately stayed asleep for the entire operation. Zechs felt sorry for the younger boy, he was going to wake up exposed to the room with the way that Khushrenada had arranged him. He knew that was why Khushrenada had done that to him. It was just one of a number of things that their captors were going to do to humiliate and break them. They wanted to do it not for military information. They were doing this to them because they could, because they wanted to, because they were enjoying doing it to them.
"I know that you're awake," Khushrenada told him. "Don't pretend that you aren't."
"I won't," Zechs told him. He was too dispirited to try and play games with the man. Also if he angered him, Khushrenada might take it out on Wufei.
"He looks luscious doesn't he?" Khushrenada asked him. "Spread out for me to take him. He's so passionate, but you know that already, don't you?"
"Wufei... Wufei feels things deeply," Zechs answered him slowly. He knew that under the carefully controlled façade that he showed the world, Wufei was a person that felt deeply. The only crack in the mask had been with the fights that he had had with Khushrenada and the few times that he had sparred with him. Zechs had seen how passionate his fellow rebel had been. "I have seen it when... "
Khushrenada laughed, "Fighting. I know that you hadn't seen it any other time. I want to know if Chang is that hot with a different type of sword in his hand."
"Or his ass," Mirialdo commented with a crude laugh. Zechs flushed that he had not been aware enough of his surroundings to know that he had seen or heard the other man come in. If he had be might have seen where the door out for this prison cell was.
"I think that he will sound as pleasing as your Twin does when he cries out his pleasure," Khushrenada told him.
"We should see if who can cry louder," Mirialdo laughed.
It would be so humiliating for his twin to be fucked with someone else in the room, watching and listening to him, especially one of the other pilots. But he wanted to destroy him more then anything right now. He wanted to break Zechs so that he could rebuild him into what he wanted. He wanted a fuck toy, not an ace pilot and rebel. A year from now, they would show up at the 'Peace' celebrations for their victory leading the all pilots in on leashes, broken. No one would dare pull the shit that they did with Romafeller and the Alliance seeing that display of power. The pawns that the other politicians had hoped would take them out would be under their control He didn't worry about the people. He had found out that they didn't give a damn who ruled them so long as it didn't inconvenient them too much.
"After Wufei wakes up," Treize promised. "Since he looks like sleeping beauty spread out like that, I will wake him with a kiss."
He leaned over and kissed Wufei lovingly on the lips, until he felt the pilot stir. Then he deepened the kiss, slyly slipping his tongue into the boy's mouth while he was still groggy. Treize was amused that Wufei started to kiss him back, murmuring something in Chinese to him. It took as second, but Wufei realized that he wasn't with who he thought he was. The noise that he made was most amusing. He slipped a hand underneath his neck to press the struggling boy closer to him. Wufei was finally where he wanted him and he wasn't going to let him get away that easily. Before he had been able to scurry away in the most delightful manner, but not any more, he was well and truly caught. He sucked the breath out him, feeding on the mouth that he wanted for so long. It was when he had finally run out of air that he broke the kiss, drawing back to see the look in his little toy's eyes. Treize laughed, the boy was furious.
Wufei was dreaming, because that was the only explanation that he had. He was home with Merian again, sleeping in with her. Neither one of them had anything to do that day, so they were just going to spend the day together. She woke him with a kiss and then... Wufei woke up with a squawk when he realized that he was not kissing his wife. He didn't know who it was, but he was certain that it wasn't her unless they were both dead now. He opened his eyes and was astonished that he was staring into the eyes of his enemy, Treize Khushrenada. The sight stunned him for a moment and it took a moment to him to recover.
"Let me go," Wufei demanded haughtily, as soon as he could speak.
"But I own you now, so I am not letting you go," Treize informed him in amusement. Spread eagle and naked, he hadn't lost any of his spirit. That was what had attracted to him in the first place. Even in defeat the boy had fire. He was going to bank it a little to relight it for his own enjoyment.
Treize saw the worry grow in Wufei's eyes as he realized that he couldn't move, slowly at first and then more frantically tugging at the bounds that held him down. Treize leaned down and tenderly caressed his balls, feeling the thin hair that covered him there. He was amazed at how little bodily hair the Wufei had, almost none except a dusting on his privates and under his arms. Wufei shivered at his touch but his eyes never wavered as they stared at him in hostility. "Let me go," Wufei repeated stubbornly.
"Not until, in the words of the poets, I've tasted the sweat delights of your body," Treize informed him lecherously.
"That... " Wufei started hotly.
"... is what we did with my tight-assed twin," Mirialdo informed him. "I want to see if you're as wild a ride as he is."
"All in good time, dear friend," Treize purred at him.
Wufei turned around to stare at Mirialdo, worried now about what had happened to other pilot. It had been an open secret among the pilots that Zechs and Mirialdo were brothers and that Zechs had as might right to claim the throne of the Sanq Kingdom as the other two. It didn't matter to them though. Zechs was nothing like his corrupted brother, Mirialdo, who had turned on his allies as soon as it was safe for him to do so. Zechs was an honorable fighter that believed in their cause of the colonies' freedom. Wufei hadn't known how depraved Mirialdo was until he told him that he had raped Zechs. Not only was the act a violation of every code of conduct for treatment for a prisoner, but also because they were brothers, identical twins, one of the closest bonds that humans could have.
"You have no honor!" Wufei spat at his jailors.
"Honor demands that we take the fruits of victory," Treize informed him silkily. Honor deserted him when he realized that he held three of the most enchanting prisoners that one could ask for. Why not take advantage of that? It would be a waste to send them to a dreary prison when he could do the same thing on this ship and take his pleasure with all of them? Mirialdo might be a bit selfish about sharing his twin in the future, but there was Wufei and the little one from the L2 sector that he could have.
"Honor is a pretty flower the smells badx," Mirialdo chimed in. Honor for him was only a concept that he paid attention to when it was convenient for him.
"What is honor to you Zechs?" Treize asked mischievously.
Wufei's eyes widened when it finally dawned on him that Zechs was in the room with him and Treize laughed at his shock. "You were very close in that cell, so we thought that it would be fitting that you stayed together in this one," Treize explained to him.
"It wasn't like either one of us have anything to hide," Mirialdo explained to Wufei. "We have been sharing such things for a long time. Zechs was shy in the beginning, but soon he didn't care about anything but our cocks in his ass, isn't that right Zechs? It was so good for you... " Mirialdo ended in a loving croon, looking down at Zechs.
He manhandled Zechs closer to Wufei. Wufei turned his head slowly away from Treize to look at Zechs. Mirialdo had his hair in a firm grip and had him kneeling next to his leg like he was a dog, forcing Zechs to look at him. Both of them were naked, as was Treize and he felt a cold tendril of fear work his way up his spine. He had faced many things in his short life with what he had hoped was a warrior's courage; the death of his wife, fighting with his fellow Gundam pilots and finally the destruction of his colony. But none of these things filled him with as much dread as the ominous feeling that he was having right now. Zechs's expression told him enough. They had used his body and mostly likely his sexual inexperience against him to make him enjoy their attentions; these two debauched and perverted bastards. Now they were going to do the same to him. He had been trained to ignore torture and had been trained to ignore the needs of his body if he had to. None of that would help him here and he felt that soon he would be in the same situation that Zechs was in, disgusted with fact that he had been proven a weakling and had given into the pleasure that they had subjected him to.
Zechs gasped when he felt his hair being pulled by Mirialdo. He went where his brother wanted to guide him, even knowing that he wouldn't like it. He was dragged over to where Wufei's head was and maneuvered so that he was on his hands and knees next to him and then Mirialdo stood over him. Zechs had vaguely heard the question that Treize had asked him and bit back his answer. All he knew was that honor was not anyplace in this room. Wufei was gazing at him, a look of sorrow in his eyes. He was surprised at that until it dawned on him that Wufei recognized that he would be subjected to the same activities that he had been and knew that he would fail also. Zechs found some odd sort of comfort with that, but he knew that wouldn't erase his shame.
"I think that I should teach my much loved Twinling a new talent," Mirialdo asked Treize, "while you are busy playing with your new find. Just something that will keep the two of us occupied while you are showing that spitfire who's in charge. I have a trick that my pet should learn to keep us happy in the future."
Treize laughed evilly. He knew what Mirialdo wanted to do. Showing Zechs how to please him with his mouth was something that Mirialdo had mentioned to him when they were cleaning up from the first time that they had had him. Zechs looked adorably confused until Mirialdo started rubbing his nose against his balls. He then tried to jerk back, but Mirialdo held his head firm as he made him nuzzle his balls.
"Sucking cock Zechs," Treize told him crudely. "Mirialdo will have that monster so far down your throat that you'll be tasting it for a week."
"Also," Mirialdo added. "If you do anything to hurt me, you will regret it. So do be more amenable to what I am going to show you."
Zechs relaxed at that threat stopped fighting Mirialdo at that threat. Injured he had less of a chance of succeeding if he tried to escape. So far it hadn't been unpleasant, but he knew that it wouldn't stay that way. He felt some apprehension about how much of his brother he was going to be forced to swallow. He started to nuzzle Mirialdo's sack, trying to ignore the curls that tickled his nose. Zechs lightly brushed his lips across the side of Mirialdo's thigh, noting that even these soft touches were exciting his brother, his cock slowly filling with blood and becoming erect. The smell of his brother was pleasant, clean with a hint of musk that he was trying not to respond to,
"Lick them, get my balls soaking wet," ordered Mirialdo with a moan.
Zechs obeyed, licking Mirialdo's testes until they were dripping before becoming bold enough to mouth one ball and then the other as Mirialdo responded with moans to his attention. He was ashamed that he was also hardening, the sounds of sexual satisfaction from both Treize and Mirialdo turning him on.
Mirialdo looked down at his brother, kneeling at his feet and pleasuring him with his mouth. Not at good as some of the sluts that he had had in the past, but very good for a beginner. Zechs's face was soon covered with his own saliva he was so diligent about satisfying him sexually with his mouth. As Zechs shifted his weight to a more comfortable stance, Mirialdo caught a glimpse of his partially erect cock and almost laughed. His brother was as excited about this as he was, having his mouth on his balls. Mirialdo pulled back and then slowly rubbed his dripping cock slowly across Zechs's lips. Zechs unconsciously licked his lips after the sticky fluid was smeared on them, tasting Mirialdo and horrified that he enjoyed it.
"Open up brother," Mirialdo ordered him.
Zechs slowly opened his mouth, not knowing what an enticing sight it was as he slowly put his lips around the head of Mirialdo's cock
"Suck on it carefully," Mirialdo told him with a groan.
He would start slowly with Zechs. No reason to spoil his training by trying to get him to deep throat him the first time he was sucking him off. While Zechs slowly took more of him in his mouth, he started to rock back and forth so that Zechs could get accustom to the movement. There had been a few problems with Zechs choking when he unexpectedly took him too deep, but on the whole he thought that it had been a good lesson. He didn't want to come in his mouth yet though. He could wait for that because he wanted to have Zechs right now on his hands and knees, fucking him like the bitch that he was. He slowly withdrew from his mouth, not wanting to have that sweet suction stop. Zechs looked confused and a bit disappointed with that move, but he didn't care. Next time or the time after that he would let his twin think of his cock as if it was his personal plaything, but for now he was going to be shoving it up Zechs's ass for their mutual pleasure.
"I told you that I was going to have you on your knees when I left you before and I do keep my promises," Mirialdo told him.
He got down on his knees behind Zechs. After carefully pouring some oil on the tip of his crack to roll down there to his balls, Mirialdo started teasing Zechs's opening, running his fingers up and down his crease before gradually working his finger inside of him. He repeated the process several times, listening to Zechs moan as he was slowly filled with his fingers, stretched to accept his cock like the bitch he was. When he felt that he was ready at last, Mirialdo pulled out his fingers and knelt closer to Zechs. He pressed the head of his cock against Zechs's opening and steadily pushed into him. As before there was no resistance, Zechs's body welcoming him into it, almost sucking him in. He pressed into that tight hole little by little, pushing in an inch or so before pulling almost out of Zechs's body before pushing in again wanting to savor this feeling as long as possible. Mirialdo was panting heavily before he was sheathed fully by Zechs's body, their balls resting against each other. He wanted to come so badly, but knew that he had to drive Zechs wild with lust before he could. Breaking Zechs's spirit by making him enjoy everything that was happening to him was intoxicating. He had hurt and humiliated Relena, training her that way to obey him in every matter. He was going to do the same with Zechs, just with pleasure.
Zechs groaned as he felt the oil being poured on his skin and worked into his body. He would have never believed that he was so sensitive back there that someone's fingers would feel delightful playing with his ass. He thought that it couldn't get any better, but then Mirialdo inserted one of his fingers in him and found that special spot that had driven him insane before. He didn't know how long he was played with. Time had no meaning any more as he writhed helplessly because his twin knew where to touch him to reduce him to an animal. He didn't know how many fingers were in him, just that they felt wonderful. He whimpered when they were pulled out, but realized that something better was going to replace them, his brother's cock.
Thick and long, it filled him and made him want to be fucked. He knew that it was wrong, but his body had out voted his mind and his conscious. He attempted to make Mirialdo enter him faster; the slow way that he was teasing him was driving him insane. Mirialdo ignored him though and moved at his own pace. When he was inside him though, Mirialdo decided to torment him further by not moving. He didn't understand why until Mirialdo touched his nipples and then he thought that he would come. No one had touched him there before and it felt so good. He almost came then, but controlled himself. He didn't want this fullness to end too soon.
Mirialdo didn't move, but reached around to start playing with Zechs's nipples. He loved hearing his brother whimper and moan because he was making him feel so good. He barely the noises that Wufei and Treize were making he was so enthralled with the sounds that Zechs was producing. Who knew that he could reduce the man to unintelligible whimpers by just stroking his nipples? But he soon needed to move, to thrust into the delightful body that was underneath him. Mirialdo leaned back and grasped Zechs's hips, wanting nothing more then to pound the squirming body underneath him into the floor. He pulled back, just leaving the tip of his cock inside Zechs before snapping his hips forward, rocking them both forward several inches.
"Harder this time Twinling," Mirialdo crooned at him. "Hard and fast, like the bitch that you are now."
Zechs didn't answer, at least not with words. He thrust back into Mirialdo vigorously, feeling their balls slap together. It was wicked, but he wanted that hard cock in him as deep as it would go. He wanted feel the come dripping out of his ass when his brother was finished with him, he wanted things that he couldn't even name, but all of them centered on his brother fucking him.
Mirialdo laughed and started to rock back and forth. He wouldn't have thought that Zechs was into a rough ride, but one never knew about that. He'd be less gentle then he had been the first time, but not as rough as he could be. Mirialdo slipped into a steady rhythm, listening to Zechs's moaning grunts as he fucked him. He changed the pace a couple of times, throwing Zechs off so that he wouldn't come before he wanted him too. But the last time that Zechs started to thrash about underneath him. Mirialdo was too close to care and let him come. Mirialdo swore that Zechs screamed his name out as he filled his brother's ass while he covered the floor with his own come. He couldn't tell though because of all the screaming that was in the room. It seems that Wufei and Treize had just managed to come right before or right after them.
Mirialdo leaned over Zechs's back and panted, not caring about anything more then the warm body beneath him. "Good Bitch... good twinling... " he crooned at him.
Zechs moaned when he felt his brother collapse on top of him. He knew that he should feel shame about what had just happened, but all he felt was bliss. The shame would come later, when he could think again and not be a slave to his body. He couldn't believe that he had shouted Mirialdo's name out when he has come. It had felt so good and he couldn't stop himself from screaming it. Zechs had managed to forget that there was anyone else in the room with him until he heard Wufei's cry of pleasure. He flushed, ashamed that there had been a witness to his weakness.
"So my little dragon," Treize purred at him, "are you ready to learn something new?"
"Aside from the fact that you are not man enough to face me again in a fair fight?" Wufei spat back at him.
Treize laughed, "I chose a different kind of sword this time."
"Let me go!" Wufei demanded.
Treize ignored his demand and kissed him again, thrusting his tongue completely into his mouth, daring his captive to try and bite it off. He wasn't surprised to feel Wufei nipping at his tongue, fighting back with the only weapon that he had. He drew back his head before Wufei decided to bite off his tongue.
"None of that," he teased him.
He was rewarded with a glare. Treize chuckled at that glare. So passionate was his little find that he was going to enjoy taming him. He ignored Wufei's hissed demands for freedom and started worshiping his body. He licked and sucked a trail down his neck to his chest were he devoted his attention to Wufei's nipples. He suckled on one and then the other, dividing his attention between the two of them as Wufei's demands changed to passionate and almost incoherent pleadings for more. It was those pleas that made him explore his new toy thoroughly with his mouth and hands. He hadn't thought that Wufei would be that sensitive or receptive to his attentions. The body was hard and smooth, the skin silken to his touch. He just wanted to caress Wufei endlessly he was so responsive to his gentlest touch.
Wufei moaned mindlessly as Treize touched him all over. Gone were his demands of freedom, he just wanted to be touched. His relationship had not gone beyond kisses with his wife. Neither one of them had felt physically attractive to one another. Was it because they were young? Or was it because he was so weak that he wanted the touch of a man... his enemy? Whatever it was, Wufei couldn't understand anything more then needing the caresses of this man. He had read about such things, the pleasure that sex could be, but never really understood it until now. He arched his body up as far as he could and begged for more. Kushrenada's kisses were now demanding, but he welcomed them. He wanted something, but didn't know what until Kushrenada had started to prepare him for his... their pleasure. He begged mindlessly, even if he didn't know what it was that he wanted. Until he felt Kushrenada's cock nudging at his entrance, he didn't understand what it was that he needed. Then he knew. Submission. He needed to be shown how weak he was. He needed to be taken and mastered. He was the loser and this was what happened to them. Kushrenada was correct. To the victors go the spoils and this would teach him his place. He was nothing more then whatever Khushrenada wanted him to be. The fighting was over. This was his punishment for losing, to enjoy being defeated again and again by his own body. Khushrenada's weapons were different, but the outcome was the same.
It was painful, that cock filling him when Khushrenada was fully in him, but it soon passed. Wufei surrendered to passion that he felt being fucked by his enemy. Nothing mattered except the feelings that he had because he was being taken by Khushrenada. Wufei was unable to think because of the euphoria he was feeling as he had the first orgasm with someone else. He screamed as he came, not caring about anything but the sexual gratification that was going to be his reward and his punishment in the future. He was unaware of Khushrenada shuddering above him as he came, emptying his seed into his body.
Treize succumbed to Wufei's demand and took him completely. His entire universe was contained in the hot body that he was going to ride, concentrating on mastering it. Wufei would know who was his master, who was the better man, after he was through with him. He stared deeply into Wufei's eyes as he entered him, watching the how his expression changed as he filled him. Even stretched there was some pain for him, which he refused to yield to. There was a moment of resistance before the muscle gave way to his shaft, opening up Wufei for his pleasure. He slowly rocked back and forth until he buried his cock as deep as he could into that tight heat. Treize could tell when the pain faded for his little dragon, because of the pure lust that he saw in his eyes as he moved in and out of him. Towards the end, Wufei's hips were moving in time with his, moaning helplessly as he filled him and found his sweet spot. Treize leaned over and kissed Wufei hard, devouring his mouth in his passion to mark all of that enchanting body. He continued his shallow thrusts until Wufei was panting underneath him and writhing mindlessly. He wasn't as in control of the situation as he wanted, since Wufei's reactions to his touch had shredded his discipline.
However Treize was determined to make Wufei scream. It wouldn't be difficult; Wufei had had no experience with any sort of sexual pleasure it seemed and he had become a slave to his body's bliss. When he could no longer control himself, he started to thrust deeper into Wufei, amazed and frightened at how easily he had broken. There was nothing left of the fiery warrior in the body that writhed beneath him, except for the passion that he knew was hidden in it depths. He was startled to hear Wufei scream out his completion, lost to the rest of the world in his orgasm. He came at that sound, wondering if he would ever hear it again or would he never be able wring that sound out if his dragon again? He collapsed on top of him and listened to Mirialdo and Zechs fucking on the floor. This had been delightful and he was never going to stop taking Wufei, even if he never made him scream again.
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Treize laughed and rolled off of Wufei, as soon as he caught his breath. If he didn't he'd spend the rest of his life fucking the boy. He would not be enslaved to the passion that he had apparently awoken in Wufei. He would show Wufei how little he actually mattered to him, before he gave into the impulse to take him again. "You want a taste of his delights? So hot... so tight."
Mirialdo laughed with him commenting, "You just want to fuck my brother again."
Treize mock pouted at him, "It's just so charming the way that he moans when I take him."
Zechs lifted his head up, dazed still from his orgasm. He involuntarily met Wufei's eyes. He could tell that the younger man was also mortified at what had just happened. They were being held captive by animals that wanted to turn them into animals also. That they were succeeding so quickly frightened him,
Treize continued, "Also I do not know when you are going to get selfish and not let me fuck him." He leaned over and kissed Zechs on the lips, thrusting his tongue into his mouth when Zechs didn't fight it. Zechs was too stunned at what happened to protest what was happening to him. Treize could at least wait for his brother's cock to be out of him before he started kissing him!
Mirialdo laughed, "So eager... I know that it's Christmas, but we shouldn't play so hard with our presents so soon."
"Presents are much better when they are played with," Treize told him, breaking off kissing Zechs. His dragon was still full of fire, while Zechs seemed sweet and yielding. Most likely both were just unused to the power that sex had when you first discover it. He scarcely remembered those wondrous days of discovery. He wondered what the third pilot would be like, soft or fiery?
Mirialdo didn't answer him. He just smiled and rocked back, reluctantly withdrawing from his twin's tight sheath. Wufei would be good to take down a notch or two. He was still too proud for his taste, glaring at him like he wasn't dripping with semen. Treize had broken him in and made him come. He was going to fuck the boy to show him how worthless he was now. He was going to humiliate Chang by showing him that any cock would make him scream like a woman and beg like a weakling. Nothing as civil as Treize had done.
Treize smiled back, rolling and unresisting Zechs on his back. Zechs flopped over bonelessly like a cat, spreading his legs wide.
"Submissive... so submissive," Treize crooned at him. "I like that about you now." He crawled between Zechs outspread legs, leaning over to kiss him again.
Zechs yielded to his attentions, lying still beneath the older man's body, accepting his caresses. He didn't know how long they kissed before Treize started to slowly work his way down Zechs's body, leaving a trail of salvia down his neck and chest, before stopping at his nipples. He paused to start nursing on one of them, gently teasing it with his teeth and tongue, listening to the whines of pleasure that wrung from Zechs.
Zechs arched up, wondering how something so odd could feel so good. "More," he whimpered.
Treize started to pay attention to the other one, his fingers playing with the hardened nub as he started nibbling on Zechs's chest. Nothing too painful, just a little bit to add spice. It seemed to be working from the incoherent mutterings and pleadings that Zechs was making as he twisted underneath him from his attentions. Mirialdo had never realized that playing with someone's entire body was more enjoyable then just stickling your cock into any hole, no matter how tight or hot it was. Mirialdo was so common at times. But what did one expect for someone that trained his sister by making her fuck random strangers and showed her what water sports and scat play was.
Zechs thrashed about, overwhelmed by the feeling of Treize's hands and mouth on his body. No wonder Wufei screamed out his defeat to this assault. He never wanted it to end even as he arched up into Treize's body, a mute entreaty to be taken by him. His plea was answered when he felt Treize's slickened fingers work their way into his opening, which was still loose from his brother's cock.
"Nhhnnn," he incoherently begged, tightening his ass around the fingers that were stoking that spot inside him. God it felt so good, he never wanted them to leave his body, stoking that special place inside him.
Treize laughed at his need and then slowly took out his fingers, pushing Zechs's legs open as he placed the head of his cock where Zechs desired it the most. Zechs groaned with pleasure as he felt his ass being opened up again as Treize slide into him. He started to rock, tiny movements of his hips the made Treize moan.
"Not so passive about getting it are you now?" Treize growled as he pinned Zech's hips down and thrust deeper into his body.
Passion was overwhelming Zechs he could tell and he knew that he was in for a wild ride with him. Zechs groaned, the sparks that he was seeing from Treize hitting that place in him robbing him of words. He knew that he should protest the fact that he was being taken against part of his will. His body wanted this, wanted it badly as if Mirialdo hadn't taken him before this, even as he knew that enjoying such things with his captors was wrong. Treize had coaxed every response that he wanted out of his body. Treize could be a more dangerous foe then his brother was. Mirialdo wanted to possess him and sex was the method that he was using to do that. Treize was teaching the depths of degradation that he was willing to take him to, show him the truth behind his brother's words.
He was a bitch. He was in heat right now; craving Treize's cock to put out the inferno in him. Zechs instinctively moved with Treize, falling into a rhythm that would give the two of them the most pleasure. Zechs rode the desire that he was feeling, letting his body just respond to Treize's body. He didn't know how long it took, but the two of them came eventually. He screamed once, feeling the hot fluids bathing his body inside and out. He was limp after that, just letting Treize rest on him, feeling very satisfied. He would worry about everything later. Right now all that mattered to him was the throbbing of his ass and feeling of being well fucked.
Treize smiled down at Zechs. So much like his brother, but unlike him too. He had never been able to wring such sounds of pleasure out of Mirialdo, when he was with him. Zechs was satisfying his long running fantasy of taking his best friend. He could tell that he had driven the younger man wild with passion, the way that he thrashed about helplessly underneath him. He played Zechs like a fine instrument and had been rewarded with his pleas to be taken. Zechs had wanted his cock so badly it was unbelievable. It was like his brother before this hadn't used him; Zechs was so lustful, almost demanding in his need to be taken. This was unexpected out of the shy pilot that had trained in Victoria Base. He had never known that such wantonness was hidden under his controlled nature.
As he entered Zechs, he wasn't surprised to feel him yield to him. He let Treize lead the dance after a false start, a tiny signal that he wanted more then Treize thought was possible. Treize let his focus narrow down to riding Zechs, taking great pleasure in the passion that he had kindled as they moved in concert, concerned only with coming, and not caring about the rest of the universe. He forgot Wufei above him as he came in Zech's body, feeling the man bathing the both of them with his come as he shot his load into him. He cried out his completion before collapsing on Zechs, feeling the man beneath him sigh with satisfaction as they lay there. He could understand Mirialdo's fascination with his brother. The man was incredible sexually and he wanted to teach him all the tricks that he could so that he would be as good a plaything as had been a pilot.
Wufei lay with his eyes closed, wondering if he could die of embarrassment. Khushrenada had used him and then decided to hand him off to Peacecraft, as if he was a book or something. He knew that Khushrenada and Peacecraft were depraved and corrupt, but it was still astonishing to his bewildered brain that they were passing him and Zechs back and forth between them. They were their toys or pets but to hear it... Wufei felt Khushrenada pull out of him and Peacecraft starting to touch him. Not as gentle or as pleasant as Khushrenada had been, but his body liked it. The slight pain was an interesting sensation and he opened his eyes slowly to see what Peacecraft was doing to him. Nothing much, just some rough caresses before he leaned down to kiss him.
It was a brutal, demanding kiss and Wufei decided that Peacecraft wanted to show his domination over him with pain, He almost laughed at that, but was too disoriented. He had submitted to Khushrenada and was weak enough admit that he was finally beaten. Not through strength, but through the General's damnable seduction. His ass was tender and he knew that he was bruised from where had fought the restraints, wanting nothing more then to wrap his body around his rapist and drive him deeper into him and claw his back in his passion. The force that Peacecraft was showing him was pointless. He wasn't going to fight them anymore. He had lost and accepted it.
Mirialdo kissed Wufei's lips hard. The little slut looked thoroughly fuckable, spread out like that. He was surprised that after his initial docileness he kissed back, twirling his tongue around his. Wufei was making some sort of noise in response to his patting and pinching him, not understandable except for the delightful sounds that he was making at the stinging pain that was being inflicted on him.
Mirialdo smiled wolfishly and broke off kissing Wufei growling, "One fuck and you're a slut? You're weaker then a woman."
Wufei smiled back, his voice sounding odd to his ears and his lips feeling bruised, because Peacecraft had smashed their mouths together in the beginning of that kiss, as well as from all the bruising kisses that Khushrenada had given him. "Yes."
Mirialdo cocked and eyebrow at that statement. It was no fun if Wufei wouldn't play, but he had the feeling that the younger man wouldn't lie about something like that. No matter, mindfucking might be out, but he could ride him hard. That was one of the delightful things about Gundam pilots, no matter how small and delicate they looked, they could take an incredible amount of punishment because of their training. He leaned over to kiss him again, while he played with his cock and his nipples. He swallowed the sounds that Wufei made, that he was taking pleasure with his touch, even if it was a bit brutal. When he tired of that, he lubed up his cock to take Wufei. Nothing too fancy this time, just a fast, hard fuck. He slowly filled Wufei, forcing him open with the head of his cock, knowing that Treize had broken him in for him. He took his time entering him nonetheless; he knew that breaking Wufei would anger Treize.
Wufei gasped when Peacecraft stopped fooling with him and took him. It wasn't going to be fancy or gentle. He knew that Peacecraft was neither from his earlier treatment of him. It was good anyways; Peacecraft's thicker cock stretching him out more then he thought was possible. He felt satisfied and then it got better when Peacecraft started to move, after he was fully in him. Wufei thought that he had been taken with Khushrenada, but this was different. It was primitive, vicious even. He was just a hole for Peacecraft's cock. The look in the man's eyes told him that, but it didn't make any difference. He wanted this. His body wanted this and he was learning what it was like to be fucked. Khushrenada had been trying to love him, in some sort of sick way, but Peacecraft wasn't sugarcoating what was happening between them.
As Peacecraft leaned over his body, supporting most of his weight on his hands, Wufei looked into his eyes. To Peacecraft, he was just something to use and Wufei was surprised that thought pleased him. As Peacecraft fucked him, Wufei fucked him back. He wasn't able to move much, but he tightened his ass and moved his hips to meet Peacecraft's. He didn't care that it got wilder, violent almost. Wufei wanted that cock to keep moving; to keep hitting that good place inside him and to eventually fill his ass with his seed, mixing with Khushrenada's before dripping out of him. He got his wish sooner then he expected, Peacecraft coming with a sudden shout and a deep thrust that triggered his own orgasm, his scream echoing around the room for a full minute before he stopped spasming.
Mirialdo wasn't surprised that Wufei was fucking him back. While his agreement with the slut comment might have been unexpected, the excitement that he was showing wasn't. He set a punishing pace, pistoning his hips rapidly, frantically almost before coming hard. That Wufei matched his pace before coming with him was amazing. He would have thought that the Chinese pilot would have hung onto his morals harder, instead of submitting to them so fast. The fire was still there, but something had changed in the pilot. Was it all that the pilots needed, a thorough fuck to show them who was boss? Or was it the fact that none of them seemed to have know the pleasure of the touch of another person before this? It didn't matter, he was going to have three very willing fuck toys at his beck and call and that was all that mattered to him.
"You are a woman, Chang," Mirialdo sneered at him. "Scream like one when you get fucked liked one."
Wufei almost winced at the comment but he was too limp to be upset at anything right now. He had submitted, he had stopped fighting and was shown the reward for that. That his reward was also his punishment didn't matter. He was doing whatever these two wanted, if he ended up with a cock in his ass. He wanted that more then he wanted anything else right now. He moaned when Peacecraft cruelly pulled out of him. He wanted to be fucked more, even though his ass was sore and he couldn't feel his hands or feet anymore.
"He's a wild one Treize," Mirialdo commented while he watched his co-ruler covering his brother. "I'd have another go with him, but there is this little thing called a meeting soon and we do have to show up dressed for it. Besides, I think that we wore them out."
Treize smiled and kissed Zechs one more time before climbing off of him. He then kissed Wufei and let him go, knowing that the pilot wasn't a threat. As he lifted him off of his pedestal and carried him over to what he and Mirialdo had decided to be their sleeping corner, he wasn't surprised to find that Wufei was limp with exhaustion.
"Next time," Treize whispered to him, "we're teaching you to suck cock."
"Mmm," was the only reply that he got. Treize wasn't surprised to see Zechs crawl after him and collapse next to Wufei. Mirialdo lowered the platform that had been so useful and they smiled at each other. It was adorable to see how soft and yielding their toys were after being fucked by them.
End Part 1
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