04-Mar-2004
Title: Absolute Power III
Author: Christine
Email: Devilkitty@speakeasy.net
Pairing: 6x6, 13x5, 13x6, 13x2, 6x2
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: PWPish AU, Sex, Language, violence, NSC.
Mirialdo examined his and Treize's playthings. Sticky and worn out, he decided that they finally deserved the privilege of being truly clean. Since his and Treize's demonstration of the power that they had over them when they had been finally reunited had apparently cowed them all. He didn't know if he should savor the wariness that he saw in Zechs's eyes or not. That bit of fear made his brother even more delicious to him. He motioned to the man that was half hidden behind him to step forward and let the others see him.
"This is your new keeper," he pronounced gleefully. "He's here to feed you and clean you. He will also punish you when we tell him. And don't think that you can try and make friends with him. He has a good reason to hate the lot of you. I want you all to meet Sergeant Tardif. Mostly known by the nickname Beast now, is the good Sergeant Leon Tardif."
Wufei, Zechs and Duo looked dully at the man that Mirialdo introduced to them. They hadn't the energy to give Mirialdo the reaction that he was looking for. Their more recent activities had drained them of any spirit. Treize and Peacecraft had come for a couple of hours of amusement, then cleaned up and left them. They hadn't been gone long before they had come back with this stranger.
Duo stared dumbly at the man for a second before closing his eyes and curling up again. Zechs noticed that even in the warmer room, Duo couldn't stop shivering and he was worried about that. He was frightened that Duo was coming down with something. Duo hadn't the reserves that Wufei and he had and his time in prison seemed to have drained him of all his energy. He had spent most of the time that that they were alone huddled between the two of them for warmth and still shivering from the cold it seemed. He just endured the attentions of their captors and Zechs wondered if that was the problem that Duo was suffering from. He didn't have the same joy that he and Wufei had discovered in having their owners use them. From the beginning it had been that way for them, but Duo didn't have the response to Khushrenada and his brother that they had when they were being used by them.
"Too nasty for me to look at now?" Tardif asked.
Zechs could see how he might take Duo's move as a rejection of what he had seen and closed his eyes in disgust and not exhaustion. Half of the man's face looked like it had started to melt off him and then stopped, giving his face an unformed look. All of his hair was gone and it looked like the burns covered most of his body on the right side. The burns look like some sort of energy weapon had caused them. They also looked like they might have happened within the last year, so they probably had been incurred in one of the numerous battles that had taken place around the Libra since White Fang had stolen it from the colonies. He didn't think that any of their Gundam's weapons had caused the man's injuries, but he couldn't swear to it.
"Seen worse as a kid," Duo mumbled. "Too much effort to keep my eyes open." He had. There was a lot of what you could call socialized medicine on L2 where he had grown up. A lot of people had nasty scars, even open, infected wounds because they couldn't or wouldn't get the care that they needed.
"Pleased to meet you," Wufei told Tardif calmly. Zechs was amazed at the self-confidence that he showed, talking with the man as if they were being introduced at a social event. It was almost like he was seeing the old Wufei, before Khushrenada had changed him. He knew that it wasn't something that he was going to see much of in the future and relished the moment.
"Pleased to meet you," Tardif mimicked Wufei. "Pleased to see some of you handy work?"
"Pleased that I might be getting cleaned," Wufei shot back at him, apparently not insulted by his attitude. "Something that our captors haven't thought off before this it seems," he added in a disdainful tone.
Being dirty was just one more little humiliation that Khushrenada enjoyed subjecting them to. Covered with a month or more worth of oil, semen and sweat, it took all his self-control not to start scratching madly to get the filth off of his skin. He had enjoyed getting that dirty, he just didn't want it on him for weeks. They had all managed to clean up a little with the limited faculties that they had access to, but he wanted a hot shower and to be really clean for the first time since he had been captured.
"And since none of us knows how and when you were injured, how do we know that we did this to you?" Zechs added.
Burns were one of the hazards that they faced when dealing with superheated plasma weapons. Deathscythe, Nataku and Epyon all had some sort of energy weapon, so they could have injured him in one of their battles. However, the Libra also had a beam weapon that could have could have caused the same injuries. They also looked old enough that they could have happened before the colonies sent the Gundams to Earth. He didn't know where Khushrenada or Mirialdo had found this man, but they did so for their own reasons.
"Don't matter what you think," Mirialdo snarled him. "Haven't I taught you that by now?"
Zechs tightened his lips and refused to be baited by his brother. He had learned that all those two wanted to hear out of him was the sounds that he made when they fucked him and pleaded with them for that abuse. Over the last few weeks, the only time that they listened to any of them was when they were using them. Khushrenada and his brother had ignored both his and Wufei's repeated requests to get Duo some sort of medical attention. Duo was sleeping most of the time now and was much too warm in his opinion to be healthy. When he was with either Khushrenada or Mirialdo was the only time that he was aware of his surroundings it seemed. Even then, there was that dazed, faraway look in his eyes that scared him. Duo's mind at that time was not with his body. Not that his brother or Khushrenada noticed, Duo screamed for them and that was all that mattered to them.
"Since this one was so nice and polite about things, he gets the first shower," Tardif said as he gestured at Wufei.
He ignored the interplay between Peacecraft and his twin. It was none of his business what went on between the two of them. He saw enough to understand that his CO and Khushrenada were fucking the three pilots and had been since the war ended, weeks ago. He thought that it was a fitting end to the brats that had ruined so much on Earth and the colonies with their powerful Gundams. Powerless toys until their owners got bored. After that...seeing what happened when they were discarded would be amusing too.
Treize laughed. Wufei stood up slowly and carefully started to walk forward, waiting for his shackles to pull him to the floor before he got to where Tardif stood. He was relieved that he has managed to walk across the room without that happening. He had been certain that their captors were going to make him beg for the privilege of being clean, but they might not because the three of them had begged enough for them. Begged for their cocks, to come, for their abuse...for anything that they had been told to do with them, had to be asked for it seemed.
He wasn't surprised to see that the door that Khushrenada and Peacecraft disappeared into when they cleaned up after they were through with them. He was certain that if any of them managed to get to any of the doors without Khushrenada or Peacecraft accompanying them, then they wouldn't be able to get that door open. He walked through and amazed to see that it was a bathing area that rivaled one that could be found in the finest houses on Earth. The place reeked of decadence and he wondered why he thought that it would be any different. Peacecraft and Khushrenada indulged themselves like the Roman conquerors of old, nothing but the best for them.
"Can I trust you to behave yourself?" Tardif asked him.
Wufei nodded, "The rules have been made quite clear to us. If one of us misbehaved, the others would be punished. I am assuming that rule still holds true in here." Duo hasn't really recovered from that incident. I still can't believe that Khushrenada would have done something like that, even after all the shameful things that I did for and with the man. The whipping was both inelegant and dishonorable, but I think that he doesn't care about those things with us.
"Don't care," Tardif grunted at him. "But my orders are to clean you up. In my mind that means that I'm gonna throw you in the shower and scrub you down. I was told that you aren't to do it yourself. How gentle I am depends on how cooperative you are."
Wufei sighed, "Just another humiliation. Scrub away then."
"Into the shower," Tardif ordered him.
Wufei wasn't surprised that when he walked into the overlarge shower that it turned on as soon as he was under the spray. It ran cold for a second before warming up and he shivered from the change in water temperature.
"Step out so that I can wash you. I ain't getting' wet." Tardif told him.
Wufei stepped out of the shower and wasn't surprised to see that the water shut off when he got out of the shower. He jumped when the sergeant's starting to vigorously rub him down with a washcloth and some sort of flowery smelling soap. He gritted his teeth when the man washed his genitals, fighting the urge that he had to brain him for touching him in so private an area. Not that he hadn't been touched there plenty of times since he had been shoved into that cage. His hands formed fists to stop the urge and he was relived when the man transferred his attentions to his hair, rubbing shampoo into it, before telling him, "Rinse off."
Wufei spent a few minutes just standing under the spray before stepping out to he dried off by the sergeant. He refused to think of him by his insulting nickname, Beast. The man had received his injuries in combat and should not be mocked because of it. He continued to clean up in silence, grateful that he was allowed to brush his teeth and hair on his own when the man ordered him to do so.
"You behaved yourself," Tardif observed in amazement. He had thought that the boy would be a handful. He knew that he was upset about how personal his attentions were, which was funny considering how he had gotten that dirty.
The sound of the other man's voice pulled Wufei from his thoughts. He smiled bitterly. "I could not be insulting to our keepers' new Master of the Hounds."
Tardif frowned, wondering what Wufei was talking about. "Don't be uppity boy," he growled at him.
Wufei shrugged and explained, "It was a joke in bad taste. Mostly directed at myself and the others. We have all become Khushrenada's and Peacecraft's bitches."
Tardif laughed heartily at Wufei's explanation. The boy had a sense of humor, twisted as it was. That he could laugh about what was happening to him meant that he wouldn't be trouble for a while; he still had to figure that out about the other two. Peacecraft's twin probably wouldn't give him any problems either and the little one was too tired or sick to put up much of a fight. He'd take him in here last though, because that one was going to need a lot of work.
"Out you go then and I'll get blondie in here for a good clean up. With me here it's gonna be a regular occurrence. Along with me feeding the lot of you for them. You're care is gonna improve so long as you behave," Tardif told him. Khushrenada at least realized that they had needed help and that was what he was here for. Peacecraft had probably thought that space elves were going to take care of the pesky details of keeping these three prisoners. That was probably one of the reasons that the prisoners looked so bad.
Wufei walked out without a word and wasn't surprised that as soon as he was out the door that Khushrenada had grabbed him and was trying to find his tonsils with his tongue. He didn't notice Zechs disappearing into the bathing area, since he was melting into Khushrenada's kisses. He hated himself that he could be so easily distracted by the man. But he craved the man's body as shameful as that was to him. At times he thought that if he had known how pleasurable his captivity would be with Khushrenada, he would have surrendered to him after their first duel. He wondered if he had done that, would the other two be free? Not Zechs, not with the insane fixation that Mirialdo had about him, but Duo might be. That was one of the things that tormented him in the dark, the fact that Duo might be free of all this if he had surrendered to Khushrenada during the war, instead of becoming the man's prisoner after it.
Zechs walked into the bathroom, wanting to be clean so bad that he could taste it. He wasn't surprised at what he saw. He knew that his former commander's and his brother's tastes ran to their own comfort more then anything.
"While the other one behaved himself, but I not too sure that I could do something if you decided to act up. But since he was good enough to tell me that someone else always gets punished if you don't toe the line, so anything that you do to piss me off is gonna be taken out on the little one. With the shape that he's in it won't take much to hurt him. Just remember that."
"I give you my word that I will not fight you," Zechs told him quietly. He didn't think that the sergeant would believe him, but he would give it to him. He didn't want Duo abused any more then he had been.
"Get wet, all of you and then I'll clean you up." Tardif ordered him.
Zechs agreed to having the man touch him, not caring about anything more then getting clean. It had been weeks since he had been clean and he wanted nothing more then to scrub the sweat and other things off his body. Tardif scrubbed him thoroughly, paying special attention to Zechs's cock and ass, before starting in on his hair. Zechs cooperated with him, bending when he was told to and not flinching when the sergeant handled his privates. When he was rinsed off and then brushed out his hair, thankful that it was clean. He didn't know how long that it was going to last, but he was happy that this was going to be something that was added to their routine.
When Zechs walked out he wasn't surprised to have his brother pounce on him. "So clean now, Twinling," he crooned at him. "I'm going to take great pleasure in getting you dirty again." Mirialdo kissed Zechs and started running his hands up and down his body, touching Zechs so the he moaned in pleasure. "Not too soon though."
Duo looked at the two couples making out with dull eyes. He blinked and then was surprised to see Tardif looming over him. He hadn't really seen the man move or even come out of the bathroom.
"Up little one," he ordered Duo.
Duo struggled to his feet and stumbled when he walked forward. Tardif caught him and sighed. The boy was in bad condition if he had trouble walking. He felt hot, so the boy was fevered. He had probably had picked up something when he was captured. He had heard about the condition that the pilots had been kept in. Cold, dark, damp cells weren't contusive to good health.
"Clean up time for you if'n you haven't figured it out yet," Tardif told him.
"Too tired," Duo muttered. He shivered; cold still even if the room was warmer then he was used to. He was cold all the time it seemed. He knew that he was sick, but there was nothing that any of them could do. He just had to ride it out and hope that he got better eventually.
"Gettin' it whether you want to or not," Tardif said, half leading, and half carrying Duo into the bathroom. He stripped off his coverall, knowing that Duo was in no shape wash up without help. He just hoped that no one else walked into the room while he was doing this, but he also knew that locking the door was futile. He just hoped that Khushrenada and Peacecraft were too busy with their other toys to wonder what he was doing. He did not want them seeing the wreck that was his body.
Duo sat down in the shower stall and closed his eyes. He shivered when the water hit him, even though it warmed up quickly. He looked up in surprise when he felt the sergeant step into the shower with him.
"Keep your eyes closed," Tardif ordered him.
Duo closed his eyes and kept his head bowed as he felt his hair being washed. He was amazed at how gentle this man was being with him. The guy had been turned into a horror show extra by one of them, maybe, and he was being nice to him.
"Thank you," he mumbled.
It figured that their new jailor would be like one of the angels that Sister Helen had always been talking about. The other two were definitely devils in his opinion. They hurt him because it amused them. He was aware enough to know that their captors were treating Wufei and Zechs better, even if Peacecraft had the tendency be slightly rough with both of them at times. He wasn't trying to deliberately hurt them, like he did with him. Peacecraft didn't bite the other two or try to choke them on his cock, like he did with him.
"You aren't in any condition to clean yourself up, even if they would let you." Tardif commented.
"So you get the job of washing us all up?" Duo asked curiously. He was having a hard time trying to stay awake. He hoped that talking to this guy would help him.
"Yes," Tardif told him curtly.
"Beats cleaning up engines," Duo told him, trying to be polite. "I always had trouble working with engines are, oil always got everywhere."
Tardif laughed. "You got oil everywhere too."
"That what they used when..." Duo asked him. He felt kind of stupid about asking, but he really didn't know what was used, just that you needed something.
"Stand up and keep your eyes closed. If you need to, put a hand out and lean on the wall," Tardif ordered. Shit the kid had no idea about sex did he? He felt a moment of pity and then put it aside. He wasn't he to like these three; it was just an easy assignment for him. Kept him out places where all the others stared at him because of what he looked like now. "You are gonna need a lot of work."
Duo stood up and was alarmed, that even with his eyes closed, everything shifted on him. He followed the Sergeant's orders and tried to stay upright for the rest of the session. Tardif frowned when he bent over and looked at the boy's chest. He was reassured that none of the bites on the boy's chest hadn't gotten infected, even if they hadn't been cleaned out. He wondered why this one was the only one of the pilots to show any sign of abuse. The others had had a few bruises, but they were the kind that one picks up during a vigorous session of sex. He washed out the open wounds gently, wondering why he looked like someone had been gnawing on him. Tardif didn't miss the fact that the kid also had open welts on his back. No wonder the Chinese brat had been so docile, he knew that this one would be hurt if he wasn't, because Khushrenada and Peacecraft had made that very clear to them already. It looked like this one was here just to keep the other two in line.
Duo involuntarily hissed when the soap got into the open bite marks on his chest. "Any of them infected?" he asked. He couldn't tell and didn't want to ask one of the others about it because it would worry them. They had enough problems without wondering if he was really sick.
"No, you probably feel like shit for another reason," Tardif told him bluntly. Unlike the other two, Duo was his kind of kid. Tough and street smart, he had just ended up here by accident. He could tell that Wufei had been raised by a good family and Zechs had been an officer from the specials. Both of them were upper class brats in his opinion.
"Don't know why, it's just been such a five star experience since I got captured and put in here," Duo told him drolly.
Tardif laughed at the attempted humor and ordered Duo, "Turn around, bend over and spread your legs."
Duo carefully followed his orders, wondering when he was going to fall on his ass he was so dizzy. He was surprised that he didn't and managed not to jump too much when he felt the Sergeant's fingers cleaning up his privates. He was astonished that the man was so impersonal about it, since he had shown more interest in playing with his hair when he washed it for him. Duo stood still and just let the hot water warm him up. He heard the sergeant step out of the shower and dry off, getting dressed before ordering him to get out. Duo stepped out of the shower and felt a towel being thrown around him. He barely caught it and started to dry himself off when the room stopped swaying.
"You can open your eyes now," Tardif told him. "Brush your hair and teeth and we're all done here."
Duo opened his eyes and took the brush that was handed him and tried to unsnarl his hair, he was relieved that some sort of conditioner had been in the shampoo because it only took a couple of minutes to brush it out. He hastily brushed his teeth, knowing that they had stayed far too long in here.
"Thank you for cleaning me up," Duo told him. The guy had been nice to him and so he should be polite back because Sister Helen had managed to drill some manners into his thick skull. "You...you're nice," he added shyly. He had no idea why he had said that, but he wanted this guy to know that he was thankful that he wasn't an asshole like Khushrenada and Peacecraft. If he was going to be around for a while, then he should be nice to him.
He let Tardif escort him out of the room, wondering if he or one of the others were going to be punished for taking too long in there. He knew that he was going to have to keep his mouth shut about the sergeant taking the shower with him, Duo was pretty sure that he wasn't supposed to do that.
He wasn't surprised to see that Peacecraft and Khushrenada were still making out with Zechs and Wufei. He didn't think that it was serious because the other two had their clothes on.
"Finally!" Khushrenada exclaimed.
He didn't mind playing with his dragon, but he had thought that one of them had drowned in there. He should have known that pilot 02 would have taken longer to clean up. The boy was barely standing even now. He observed that Duo tensed up when he spoke and it pleased him. He noticed that since that little lesson in manners, all of them had a wary look in their eyes. He didn't know if he liked it or not. The fire that attracted his little dragon might have been cooled by that incident. He'd deal with it later though. Just so that things were under control for now, in the future he could work on his pet some more. He had to deal with getting everything else outside this room working to his satisfaction before that happened. Duo wasn't as amusing as he thought he would be when he first had him. He knew that Mirialdo was abusing the boy regularly and he didn't interfere because he wanted to see what happened. How much his Wufei could be pushed before he broke and showed him that fire again, when he tried to save his friend from their ill treatment? He knew that it would happen someday, no matter how submissive Wufei was with him now. Then he would learn how powerless he really was.
"Is there anything else that you need from me?" Tardif asked.
Mirialdo looked over from where he had Zechs pinned to the wall and kissing him. "Food probably. I think that we might have skipped a meal or two in our haste to enjoy them."
"As delightful as this is Mirialdo, we do have that meeting with the new government from L1 in thirty minutes," Treize drawled. "Let us give our instructions to our pets' new keeper and get back to business. I am sure that we made the correct choice and that our playthings will be in good hands."
Mirialdo kissed Zechs one more time before letting him go back into the corner. "I think you have figured out that we've allowed you a limited amount of freedom. A nice little cuddle corner for you all. But I do not have to tell you that it will not continue if you don't behave yourselves. If you give the sergeant any trouble we will take it away from you."
"I understand," Zechs murmured obediently.
"Thank you," Wufei said quietly. He went over to there and sat down. Duo still looked terrible. If anything, cleaning him up made him look worse, more fragile and paler.
Duo didn't say anything, but stumbled into their corner. He was exhausted. "S'good..." he mumbled, hoping that his captors didn't get pissed off at that. He curled up next to Wufei and closed his eyes for a nap.
Treize shook his head and smiled, he didn't expect any sort of manners out of pilot02. He bowed and motioned for Tardif and Mirialdo to go before him as they left the room to discuss with the good sergeant the extent of his duties.
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"You told me that I was to care for them for you," Tardif said to Mirialdo and Treize when they were all out in the corridor, away from the pilots. He looked up and down the corridor, making sure that they weren't going to be overheard. The corridor was empty, so he continued with what he wanted to say. "The littlest one. Don't be so rough with him. Not right now. He's sick and doesn't have the stamina to deal with roughness. The bites, the cuts and the bruises on him told me about that more then anything else. The other two would be better if you want that sort of fun. They're in better shape. But all there of them need to be fed up some. They are still in what you could call good spirits, so I wouldn't worry about them doing anything stupid. Hell the Chinese one made a joke while I was cleaning him up."
Mirialdo was irrationally angry about Sergeant Tardif's advice. He had chosen the man because of his injuries, which had actually been caused by pilot01 in one of his earlier attacks. The good sergeant had spent time in the hospital, refusing plastic surgery and very reluctantly accepting the military discharge. He joined White Fang after that and had had been an outstanding addition to the ranks. Mirialdo had chosen him for his loyalty to the cause and that he had a grudge against the pilots and most importantly, he was a eunuch due to his injuries. What had his brother and his fellow pilots done to the man to make him actually care about them after only a few minutes in their company?
"We have modified their food supply. We have been adding some things to it so that the pilots are more...docile. More in touch with certain basic desires..." Treize told him delicately. Dumb animals inspired less pity then abused pretty young men. He wondered what the joke had been that Wufei had told Tardif. He would have to remember to ask him next time that they were together.
"What they gonna be like with them?" Tardif observed wryly. "Fucking anything that moves in the room or something else?"
"Just that they are more...responsive...is a good word to use and less worried about such things as trying to escape or thinking. I do not think that they will be that...uncontrolled, but..." Treize told him.
Tardif laughed bitterly. "Just making sure that no one gets into the honey pot while you're not around by making sure that their keeper ain't tempted either. No matter. Thought that was the reason that I was here, not because I am the prettiest sergeant on the block. I'll watch them for you, easier then doing real work. Liked the littlest one I want to warn you, he was the friendliest one of the lot. Not thinking of going beyond that besides liking. Not enough to do something stupid."
"Thank you for being honest," Treize told him. Tardif had been a good choice, because of that honestly. He knew that there was something about pilot02 that made people respond favorably, but didn't care about that right now.
"How much you dumbing them down?" Tardif asked, not wanting to talk about that topic anymore. He wasn't going to let it interfere with what he had to do. "I want to know what I'll be dealing with."
"About the level of a cat or dog," Mirialdo informed him, trying to gauge his reaction. "Just want them to be able to fuck, eat and sleep."
Tardif shrugged, "Waste of talent, but there are worse things that you can do to them."
"Just so long as you know what is happening and can keep your mouth shut about it, then you can be their nursemaid. One incident that we don't approve of and you are either dropped off at Colonel Une's quarters or Miss Catalonia's. They will deal with anyone that we think is a threat..." Treize said coolly.
"...or a stupid enough to really give damn about your pets," Tardif added dryly. "Don't worry those kind ladies can't be any worse then the nurses on the burn wards. Your charm is slipping, on both of you. I'll keep them healthy and happy, beyond that aside from the one thing that I told you about, you can fuck'em six ways from Sunday if that's how you're getting your jollies."
"I'm so glad that our plans meet with your approval," Mirialdo sneered at him.
Treize was a bit less insulted by the sergeant's candor. The man was known for having a blunt manner, so he didn't expect him to deal with them any differently then he did with everyone else. They wanted someone that was willing to get the job done, not one of the fools that seemed to think that they weren't human beings with almost the same wants and needs as most men, just a bit more twisted in this case. Sergeant Tardif knew that they had clay feet already and actually hadn't been shocked to see the condition of their pets or who they were. This was a man to hold on to. Mirialdo was angry that he was being so honest, but then his fellow player had been spoiled as a child in his opinion, because Darlian was too much in awe of the fact that he had the future king of Sanq under his roof to keep him in line. Mirialdo's treatment of Relena was a prime example of Mirialdo's wildness. "You are willing to watch our pets then?" he asked.
"I'll feed and take care of them for you," Tardif promised them. "Make sure that they will get enough exercise and enough food so that your little pets are in good shape for whatever little games that you want to play with them. Gonna try and get the little one healthier too."
"Very well," Treize decided. "Get their rations from the kitchen and make sure that they are fed. Make sure that they eat it all. No spoiling any of them just yet. Wait for when they will be a bit more...grateful of that from you."
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The minor rebellion by some of the colonies over the matter of access to resources had annoyed him. The colonies should be thankful to whatever they got! He and Mirialdo had spent that last few hours being insulted by upstarts that less then six months ago had been shopkeepers and other such lower class people. He knew that there were no aristocrats on the colonies, but they could have sent better representatives then this! Money grubbing and common they had no sense style or the ability to negotiate with their betters. He had ended the meeting, angered by just being in the room with those people. Lady Une would continue, since she could actually reason with them after her time on the colonies as Saint Anne. He was going to do something rewarding now, which was play with the pets. They had spent far too much time on these people and it had been days since he had seen Wufei. He was not going to put up with their insolence any more. They could wait while he and Mirialdo indulged themselves. That would show them who was in charge.
As soon as he tore his uniform off and got some lube on his fingers, Treize threw Wufei on the floor, wanting to take his frustration with the colonies out on something and Wufei was his target. He would show him who his master was. He probed for Wufei's opening, his slick fingers finding it and thrusting into him. He wasn't surprised to feel the muscles relax under his touch. Wufei had been trained to do that from the very beginning with him. Even if he was angry, Wufei's body would respond to him, welcoming his fingers inside him. He withdrew them and then Treize threw Wufei's legs over his shoulders and pushed into him brutally. He didn't want to play with Wufei; he was going to work out his frustrations by taking him hard and fast. "Take this bitch."
Wufei didn't fight Khushrenada, even though he knew five martial arts moves that would have sent Khushrenada flying across the room. He just made sure that he landed so that neither one of them got hurt, since Khushrenada seemed to be infuriated by something at the moment. That anger was making him careless about his safety. Peacecraft wasn't much better and Wufei hoped that Zechs would calm his brother down before the man took out his anger on Duo. Peacecraft hated Duo and went out of his way to hurt and be violent towards him when he could. In a good mood he abused Duo, in this kind of mood...he'd probably kill him.
Wufei snarled at Khushrenada, even as he flexed his hips to drive the man deeper into him, wanting to be taken hard and fast. Khushrenada had finally stopped trying to make love to him for once and he was going to take pleasure in a rough ride from him, like the kind that he got from Peacecraft. "I was the heir to the Dragon Clan. I was a warrior... Now I am your bitch...by my choice."
"My slut, my whore, my depraved, wanton pet," Treize snarled back at him. He had enough of arguments right now. Fucking colonial peasants that had no respect for the power of this battleship and him, he would deal with them later. Wufei was arguing with him right now and he didn't need that. He'd show the little slut who was his master. "You are mine because you lost...lost all that!"
"Your fuck toy," Wufei shot back. "Fuck me hard ...fuck me endlessly."
Treize bent over and kissed him viciously, abandoning the care that he had always used with him, No matter what he was doing to him, no matter how much he shamed Wufei and made him enjoy his dishonor at his hands, he was careful never to cause him any physical pain. Pain was more what Mirialdo enjoyed, with their pets. Pain, on the rare occasion that he indulged in it, was what the brat from L2 was for.
Wufei kissed him back, welcoming Khushrenada's ferocity and the pain. He wanted that, he needed it. Khushrenada had to realize that there was no love or affection between them, just taking and submission. His submission was there for the man to take. There was some stinging in his opening from the lack of lubrication and Khushrenada's rough thrusts into him, but it was fading as he was being fucked.
Treize was astonished the Wufei was responding to him and enjoying this brutal encounter. His anger was cooling, but he couldn't stop. Didn't want to. Wufei was beneath him, writhing in pain and desire and that was exciting for him. Even after the first time, when he realized that Wufei had given in to him, he had never thought that the proud boy would be this excited by rough treatment, even if he responded well to Mirialdo's cruel treatment of his body during sex with the man.
"Harder...faster..." Wufei panted. "Fuck me!"
"Whore... Shameless bitch..." Treize taunted him. This he had never imagined would happen the when first been challenged by Wufei. He had turned that proud warrior into his submissive pet. He had destroyed the boy and rebuilt him into his personal beast. His tamed dragon that begged to be used by him, begged to for the most demeaning things that he did to him. Begged for his touch and apparently cared for nothing that had been important to him before his captivity. He conveniently forgot that he was also drugging him to make sure of that reaction. "Depraved slut...
Wufei's answer to his mocking him, was to wrap his arms and legs around Khushrenada's body and scream into his mouth as he came, spurred on by the insults that Khushrenada was hurling at him. It had been brutal and exciting and knew that Khushrenada was enjoying this as much as he was. Something had finally broken the man's control and he loved it. It was primitive and painful and he wanted this from Khushrenada right now for some reason. Wufei needed it to show him how low he was, how broken he had been by his master. To show Khushrenada how much power the man had over him over his body and his spirit.
Treize plunged one last time into Wufei, filling him with his seed as he felt wetness spray between them. He panted and wasn't surprised that Wufei was not letting him go, so they continued to kiss while caught his breath. He was horrified to realize that he might have hurt Wufei, that the liquid that he felt seeping out of his pet might be blood as well as his semen.
"I...I shouldn't have done that," Treize said slowly. What had he done? He had always been in control of everything in his adult life, except for now. He had lost control with the last person that he should have.
"I'm your bitch," Wufei told him breathlessly, squirming with delight, wanting more. "Fuck me hard and often. Not Duo. He..."
"You are telling me..." Treize started.
He thought that he had fixed this problem a while ago. Wufei was overly protective of the brat still, even if he had stopped arguing with him about it. He would have to do something about that soon, because it stopped being amusing to him. This concern was annoying him. Wufei hadn't acted like this about Zechs. Now that he thought about it, Zechs was the same way about 02. No wonder Mirialdo abused him the way that he did. Zechs cared about the other pilot too much also.
Wufei shut him up by tightening his ass and kissing Khushrenada aggressively. As he felt the anger being replaced by lust, he relaxed his hold on the man. Idiot, did Khushrenada think that Duo was a threat to what they had?
Duo didn't use or toy with him, Duo hadn't taken him into the depths of degradation that he had never knew existed and made him enjoy it. Duo never showed him that submission was the thing that needed the most now that he had truly lost it all. Khushrenada had. Khushrenada had broken him and he needed to make clear to the man how thankful he was for that and how much under his power he was. How much needed to submit to his owner. Duo was his friend and he never wanted him to be destroyed as he had been. It was happening though, Duo was fading before his eyes and there was nothing that he could do about it.
"I am saying," Wufei started in a coaxing voice, wanting to sooth Khushrenada, "that I am the one that wants your pain. When you need to hurt someone, hurt me."
"I don't want to hurt you," Treize automatically protested. Hurting Wufei this way had been very good and he felt pleased and guilty that Wufei was telling him that he enjoyed this also. He had created a beast from a warrior and a scholar and was proud of that. He missed the warrior but enjoyed the beast a lot more.
"You taught me all the tricks," Wufei told him, "all the things that you want me to do for you, the things that please you. You have never done that for Duo. I am your slut now. An abandoned bitch that wants your cock in my ass all the time. I want your touch, I crave you. I want to be taken by you, suck on you cock and have you show me that I am whore and your fuck doll. Duo doesn't want that. Zech...shit Zechs likes it rough with Peacecraft. Zechs is a slut for his brother as much as I am for you. Duo...Duo isn't one, no matter how much you think that we all are."
Treize stared down at Wufei, not believing what he had heard for him! What possessed his toy to think that he had any say in Maxwell's future? The pilot was his to do with as he would and the sooner that Wufei knew that, the sooner he would stop trying to protect the boy from him and Mirialdo. It wasn't like he hadn't noticed it before this. He had seen the way that they all acted together. How both Zechs and Wufei tried to take care of pilot 02 and make sure that he and Peacecraft were too satisfied by them to bother with him. It had been amusing for a while, but right now he wanted it to stop.
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Mirialdo couldn't believe the audacity of those colonials, when they had a battleship pointed at them that could reduce their colony to ashes and they had the gall to be uppity with them! Their demands were ridiculous and he had to spend time listening to their insulting demands when he could be playing with his twin. He was annoyed beyond measure and so out of sorts he was not going to even deal with them anymore. Both he and Khushrenada lost their patience at the same time and left the room to visit their toys and get themselves into a better mood.
Zechs threw himself at Mirialdo when he walked over to him. It had been too long since he had seen him. Treize was good, but he desired his brother's cruel touch now. Mirialdo caught him and grinned. Zechs was all his now if he was this brazen about wanting to be fucked by him. He grabbed the lube and spread in on his fingers, shoving two of them inside Zechs with no warning. Zechs moaned and writhed as he felt himself being harshly stretched. Mirialdo tongue fucked and finger fucked his brother at the same time, his wantonly squirming body cooling the anger that he was feeling. This had been one of the things that made that endless meetings seem bearable, knowing that his slut of a twin would want him when he finally got to visit him. He was angry, but that anger was going to be worked off as he fucked his brother. Zechs's shameless need for him was wonderful.
He lifted Zechs up and swiftly impaled him on his cock, then pushed him violently against the wall to support him. He wasn't surprised that Zechs moaned with delight and started riding him hard, fucking him as he held up the two of them. It was awkward because of Zechs's size, but he knew that it would be quick. He was about to come as soon as he entered him and he knew that Zechs wasn't much better. This type of violent behavior was exciting to Zechs, and now that he knew that his twin like it as brutal as he did, Mirialdo indulged him by feeding his need for rough treatment.
In the past, Relena and the others that he had used had been too fragile for his amusements, so he had to take some care with them. Zechs was stronger then he was and could take his vicious handling of his body. He didn't have to hide the bruises like he did with Relena while that fool Darlian was alive. Pilot02 was good for when he wanted to go beyond that, to cause permanent damage in his partner. As much as he hurt Zechs, he never wanted to harm him, like he wanted to harm that brat. Maxwell was his and Treize's whipping boy and it was so delightful to have one.
Zechs moaned as he hit the wall, Mirialdo shoving him on his cock so fast that it stung. But Zechs started riding that pitiless, unforgiving, wonderful piece of flesh, using his legs to move up and down as soon as he wrapped them around Mirialdo's waist, leaning into brother so that he could kiss him. The ache in his ass made it all the better for him, driving him faster towards climax then anything else could.
Mirialdo moved back slightly so that Zechs's could move easier, Zechs's wrapping his arms around his neck for balance as he rode him They were both so excited by the violence that in less then a minute they came together. Zechs tore his mouth off of his brother's to scream out his ecstasy.
"MIRIALDO!" he shrieked, throwing his head back, jamming his body down so hard it throbbed fantastically as he sprayed the two of them with his come. He shuddered helplessly, even as he felt Mirialdo sink the floor, entangling them further together.
Mirialdo growled and buried his head in Zechs's shoulder, biting him in his passion, tasting blood. He convulsed for a moment, before his legs gave out. He wasn't through yet. Mirialdo wanted more of his brother. He wanted his submission as well as his passion. It wasn't hard to get both out of Zechs, but right now he needed to hear him beg, to listen to Zechs tell what he needed to hear.
Mirialdo rolled over, trapping Zechs underneath him as he continued to fuck him. Shit...that had been too quick for him, for both of them. He was going ride Zechs harder then he had ever done before. His anger hadn't cooled off, but hearing Zechs screaming his name out in ecstasy got rid of some of it. He was just going to have to make that happen a couple more times before he was satisfied.
Zechs writhed underneath him, ecstatic that it wasn't over yet. He never wanted this to end. An out of control Mirialdo was astounding. His twin wasn't thinking about anything but fucking his body. The pain in shoulder was wonderful. Mirialdo had never bit him before. He always did that to Duo and not him. He hoped that he marked him like that some more.
"Who are you?" Mirialdo growled.
"Your slut," Zechs panted. God, he felt like he was being torn in two from the force of his twin's thrusts. It was so good, so rough and he needed this. Mirialdo was so violent with him that it was almost rape. But he was more willing to have this happen with Mirialdo than he had been with his brother's careful taking of him the first time. He had discovered within himself the need for rough sex. Mirialdo had awakened this need in him, but he also kept it fed. Occasionally Mirialdo was gentle, but Zechs liked it better when it was brutal, when his brother didn't hold back. This fucking was going even beyond his twin's usual level of violence and he reveled in it.
"What are you?" Mirialdo snarled at Zechs. He needed to hear Zechs tell him.
"Your whore," Zechs replied, kissing Mirialdo. His brother wanted him and it was a wonderful feeling. He was making Mirialdo feel as good as he felt when he was being used by him "Your bitch..."
Mirialdo twined his fingers through Zechs's hair and pulled back his head painfully. He didn't want to be kissed now. "What am I?"
"My twin," Zechs moaned.
Pain was good. Pleasure was getting fucked again and again by Mirialdo. This new pain added to his desire and showed him that Mirialdo cared for him in his sick way. He was taking care of him in a way that no one else could now. He never wanted to do this with anyone else. Khushrenada was fine for playing and teasing, but only his brother could take him like this. It wasn't love and went beyond just sex, but he really didn't know what to call it. Fucking was a good word for it, because that was what his brother taught him to believe that was all sex was with him.
Mirialdo continued to thrust in and out of Zechs, the two of them twisted around each other. It was like they were the only two people in the Universe, Mirialdo wondered if it had been like this in their mother's womb, He wondered if he felt like this about Zechs because he had fucked him in there too. He listened to Zechs tell him how much he had broken him as he continued to tell him what he was to him.
"My twin..." Zechs continued as he arched up to take him in deeper, "my master...my brother...my owner..."
"Good Twinling," Mirialdo praised him as he rode him, bending over to feed off his mouth, continuing to fuck his mouth with his tongue. He doubted that Zechs even knew what he was telling him right now he was so out of it. It was true, all of it though. He owned Zechs's pleasure. No matter how often his twin was fucked by Treize, he never screamed out his name in ecstasy, as he did his. He was Zechs's master because he had broken Zechs to his whims with pleasure. He wondered when Zechs would realize it.
Zechs whined, the pain turning into pleasure, as he got closer to coming again. This was rougher then Mirialdo had ever been with him. He forgot everything else in the Universe, but his twin's cock in him, his hard body covering him, pinning him down and taking him, fucking him. Zechs shuddered under his brother as he came, screaming incoherently all that he was to him, what he had told him before. Twin. Brother. Master. Mirialdo filled him again and Zechs was thrilled that he had satisfied his brother with his body. Mirialdo continued to kiss him, making contented noises as he stayed in him, covering him with his body.
He vaguely heard the sounds of the violent fucking the Wufei was getting from Khushrenada. That seemed to have excited Wufei also, the primitive, brutal way that Mirialdo and Khushrenada were using them. As he came to his senses, Zechs started to worry about Duo. If those two hadn't been satisfied by them, they would start on Duo. That was something that both he and Wufei tried to prevent. They were not always successful, but they kept on trying. He didn't know why Mirialdo hurt Duo the way that he did, but he tried to stop it. He wasn't always able to though and after Mirialdo and Khushrenada left them, Zechs held Duo as he shivered, when he and Wufei tried to comfort Duo after their owners were through with him.
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Duo stayed curled up in the pilots' corner of the room and watched Peacecraft and Khushrenada with wide eyes. He was astonished that they were using Wufei and Zechs worse then he was usually treated by them. Maybe not worse, because Wufei and Zechs had enjoyed it, really enjoyed it soul and body and showed their owners that. Not like him, when it was just his body. Not when he wanted to be ignored, but was also frightened all the time that he was going to be given away, because they didn't want him. He wasn't their property like Zechs and Wufei were. He hadn't been broken by them like they had been. Peacecraft and Khushrenada didn't care about him enough to do that. He just shifted further into the corner and just hoped that he wasn't noticed by the other men. He knew that was a futile hope when Treize came over and dragged him out of his safe spot when he was done with Wufei.
Treize spied Maxwell in his corner, trying not to be noticed by either him or Peacecraft and failing. He grinned wolfishly and rolled off of Wufei. His dragon was going to learn how little he had to say about his or anyone else's living conditions. Wufei wanted to protect his little friend, but he was going to learn how useless his protection was. Treize went over to the corner that Maxwell was in and pulled him up, wondering briefly if he should be pleased or worried that the pilot was a limp as a rag doll.
"Play with him," Treize ordered Wufei, pushing his friend at him. He caught the slender pilot and frowned. Even cleaned up and fed for a couple of weeks, the other boy looked frail and rundown. He conveniently forgot that was the way that the littler pilot was for them most of the time. He didn't invite their attentions and it seemed that pain was the only thing that got his attention when he was being used by them, which was why he had to resort as something as crude as pain to get the pilot's attention at times. "No penetration but everything else is allowed. Amuse us."
Treize had been astounded that they all still acted like they had before in the other cell. Sleeping together as innocent as babes, even if they had been performing the most bizarre sexual acts that either he or Mirialdo could think of only minutes before for them or just finished getting thoroughly fucked by them. He thought that it might be a side effect of the drugs, which had made their sense of reality a bit distorted, among other things. He had been honest with Tardif. The pilots were not better then animals at times, animals that were now constantly craving their touch when he and Mirialdo were with them. Enough intelligence was left so that they could follow orders and know what they were doing.
Zechs and Wufei had lost any inhibitions that they had had. He was quite certain that they would both fuck them on a system wide broadcast, if he and Mirialdo wanted to do something that crude. Pilot02 hadn't though and Treize couldn't figure out why. He was still confused about the fact that their pets weren't playing with each other when they weren't around. With the aphrodisiacs in their system they should be all over each other. He didn't know if he should be worried or happy that they had enough self control or intelligence left, even with all the drugs he was giving them, to realize that was a line that they did not want to cross. He should make that happen soon, show their pets that nothing was sacred. Not that they didn't know that before, it was hard to have a moral high ground when incest was involved.
Treize wasn't too confident with what to do about 02. The pilot was not turning out the way that he had planned. After his passionate response of the first time, the pilot hadn't showed such excitement again. He only took him when he wanted something different from Wufei's submission and Zechs's passion. He took him when he wanted to be cruel and hurtful, something that he never wanted to be with one of the others. Mirialdo used him as punishment more then any sexual interest in him. Also because he wanted to hurt someone and because of some imagined insult that Maxwell might have given him. Slowly he was covering the pilot's body with scars from his teeth and nails. That might be the cause of the pilot's fragile condition or he might be one that imprisonment would cause to fade away. Frankly he didn't care enough to worry about it. So long as 02 didn't cause trouble he was happy. Having both Wufei and Zechs so obviously fond of him was causing trouble, in his opinion.
Wufei opened his mouth to protest about the order to 'amuse' Khushrenada when he saw the fear in Duo's eyes. He swallowed his protest and started to carry out his owner's demands. He had no trouble with loving Duo, even if Khushrenada had ordered him to do so. He was angry that Duo was afraid though. He had learned to curb his protests to Khushrenada if only to make sure that the others weren't hurt. Duo hadn't gotten better even with the better care that they had been receiving. He was the one that their masters were careless with during sex. Duo was hurt more often during sex then they were, they way that he and Zechs had just been treated was normal for Duo, at least with Peacecraft. Gentle was not in the man's vocabulary for any of them. Zechs was just able to take it better and he liked it that way, it seemed. Duo had a right to be frightened, but Wufei hated seeing it though. Duo just stood there, waiting for him to start. Wufei leaned over and kissed Duo tenderly, saddened that he flinched at his touch, because of Khushrenada's orders. "Just me," he promised him. "It won't hurt."
He barely heard Duo's whispered, "For now."
"Tell me if something is uncomfortable for you," Wufei told him. He wanted to make this as good as possible for Duo. All the tricks and skills that Khushrenada had taught him he could use to bring pleasure to his friend, as odd as this seemed to him. He had trouble, even with the sick excitement that he felt seeing Duo being used by Khushrenada and Peacecraft, thinking about Duo in a sexual way. Now he had to and it angered him. He wasn't as controlled by Khushrenada as they both thought he was. He knew that this was some sort of test or another way that Khushrenada was showing his power over him, but Duo was the one that was going to get hurt here and not him. Khushrenada wasn't mad that he wasn't thinking about Zechs like anything else besides a friend. What was it that made he and Peacecraft so angry with his and Zechs's need to care for Duo? "I want you to..."
"It doesn't matter..." Duo told him softly. It was just something that happened to him. It was the price that he paid for surviving and for being able to stay with his friends.
Treize was surprised that Wufei hadn't said anything about his orders. Had he been too stern with him about Maxwell, which was why he didn't want to argue back anymore? That had been the most appealing thing about him was his willingness to ignore their different social stations to act like they were almost equals. He would talk to Wufei about that later. It didn't matter that Duo was afraid of him; he didn't want that happening to his dragon though. He frowned at the fact that Wufei and Maxwell were whispering to each other, instead of following his orders. He didn't like that.
"Please us!" he ordered them. He didn't want them planning anything. Not that they didn't have hours alone to do that, but the tapes all showed that nothing happened while they were gone besides sleeping and some exercise time with the good sergeant when he came to feed them. He didn't want to hear Wufei trying to tell his friend that it would be all right, because it wouldn't be, not if he had his way, "Don't talk to him!"
Wufei glared at him and was thankful that Khushrenada laughed at that glare; apparently his good humor had been restored by that glare, oddly enough. "Lie down Duo," Wufei told him.
Duo lay down on his back and tried to forget that this was Wufei that was touching him. Wufei, who had never seemed to be interested in anything like sex before they were captured. Wufei, who had talked to him about all sorts of things when they were free. One of the ones that had tried to keep him warm and safe no matter what in this place, who was his friend more then anything. He couldn't believe that Wufei was doing this to him. He knew how much he hated sex and being touched like that, how he hated the pain and the pleasure that was inflected on him by their captors.
Wufei knelt on the other side of Duo so that Khushrenada would have a good view of what he was going to do. He started out with kisses, nothing more then that. Not even tonguing kissing until he felt Duo relax underneath him, stoking his body to calm him down. He tried to figure out from Duo's reactions what he could do next. It was difficult to tell, but he didn't want to anger Khushrenada by making him think that he was not following his orders. He didn't want Duo to get hurt because of him...again.
Mirialdo grinned and pulled out of Zechs. He loved watching Treize manipulating people. Wufei showing them that he was their possession since he was willing to fuck his friend, because he had been ordered to by Treize would be entertaining. Wufei was a very talented whore now and he would use all his tricks to make it be good for his little friend. This would be very amusing. He knew that Treize had something else planned and he was going to enjoy watching it happen. He went over to the control panel and created two chairs for him and Treize He was going to be comfortable watching this. He pulled Zechs over to the spot between the two chairs and arranged him the way that he wanted him. Mirialdo also got a couple of glasses of wine to sip at. He didn't care if Treize played with his twin, the man had just told him how much he owned him, body and soul.
Zechs knelt at Khushrenada's side, moaning as the man played with his ass. Those talented fingers were working his ass, messaging his balls and the skin above them wonderfully. He was hard from that more then watching Wufei play with Duo. He didn't like that, but the alternative might be worse, having Duo taken away. That would be disastrous. He stopped thinking though, the touches coming closer to his entrance. He shivered in anticipation. Soon those hard fingers would be in him and maybe later he would be fucked by again Mirialdo. That was the best, a cock in his ass. He wanted his brother in him so badly it frightened him. Even if he was sore from the brutal session that they just had, he wanted his twin to take him again.
"So impatient..." Khushrenada teased him, enjoying the squirming that he was causing.
Zechs really couldn't answer him; he was too busy trying to deep throat Mirialdo, who had pulled his hair to get his face in his lap, making him suck on his cock. Not that he had needed any encouragement. He was happy that he could service Mirialdo on any manner. He knew that he was just something to keep them occupied while his masters watched Wufei play with Duo. Their irritation had been worked off by fucking him and Wufei. He was just worried about what sick plan Khushrenada was hatching, by making Wufei play with Duo. Something to punish Wufei no doubt, not caring about the mental damage that Duo was going to be taking because of this. Zechs moaned when Khushrenada slowly inserted two of his fingers into his opening, stroking his insides in time to the bobbing movements that he was making and stopped thinking. Shit, he didn't want this feeling to end and have to recognize the fact that he was nothing more then whore now, wanting a cock up his ass and to be fucked by these two, all the time.
Duo melted under Wufei's caring touches. Kissing had never been this good. Wufei caressed his body gently and he slowly felt something stir in him. Duo started kissing Wufei back, feeling passion without pain for once. He let it grow as Wufei kept touching him and he started to touch back. Duo was worried if he wasn't entertaining enough or that Peacecraft or Khushrenada would replace Wufei, because they could. He whimpered when Wufei stopped kissing him and paid attention to other parts of his body. Duo jumped a little, when Wufei's tongue started tracing the scars on his chest. He was ashamed of them, ashamed of what they represented. Pleasure and pain. He had once thought that there was more then that to life, but he had been wrong. He was just going to rot in this cell until either Khushrenada or Peacecraft killed him. His slowly growing passion died at that thought and he pulled away from Wufei. He couldn't do this. It was wrong and he wasn't going to let Wufei lose anymore of himself by following the orders of these demons and doing something that he normally thought of as wrong, just because he had been ordered to. Besides, Khushrenada wouldn't let it be nice for him, so he wasn't going to let Wufei start this and then be ordered to hurt him.
"You don't like that?" Wufei whispered. He had tried to go slowly and ease Duo into this. He knew that Duo wasn't used to someone that cared for him, but this shouldn't stop him from enjoying him. What had gone wrong?
"Don't...don't...don't..." Duo hiccupped.
"Duo?" Wufei asked, concerned. "Don't worry..." Please Duo, don't make them hurt you. Don't deny yourself the pleasure of enjoying this without pain for once. I can make it good for you, something that will show you that it is not all bad.
"Get it over with Khushrenada," Duo said dully, controlling his voice with effort. "Whatever you gonna do, do it. You want play with someone, do it yourself."
"Whatever do you mean?" Treize drawled. He noticed that Mirialdo had pulled Zechs head off his cock, watching to see what was happening. Making Zechs watch this little scene too. "You..."
"I know that you're mad at Wufei about something," Duo replied softly. He wasn't going to get fooled by these two. They'd let Wufei make him start liking it and then they'd take over to hurt him. That would really upset Wufei and he didn't want him hurt because of him, because he was torn between the two of them. "You're trying to hurt him through me. I'm not that stupid not to realize it."
Treize frowned. He hadn't expected that 02 would be aware enough to know that he and Wufei were being manipulated by him. "What make you think...?"
"I'm not as stupid as you think that I am," Duo told him. "You..."
"That will be enough!" Treize told him.
Damn that brat. He got up and grabbed Duo by the hair, half dragging him over to where Mirialdo was sitting. Mirialdo half lifted Zechs up to kiss him, as Treize shoved Maxwell's face into his lap, forcing him to swallow his cock or choke. Duo gagged for a moment before he started to bob up and down, Mirialdo gripping his neck to control how deep and fast he was doing it, not letting him adjust to the size or the speed.
Treize smiled parted Maxwell's buttocks. He knew that he should prep the brat a little, but he was so angry. He had seen through his game and refused to play it! He doubted that Wufei would have figured it out, he had never been able to figure out any of the games that he had played with him before this because of the drugs that he had them on. An amusing conquest that he had turned into his crowning achievement, by making the boy admit that he was owned by him. He placed the tip of his cock at Maxwell's opening and just pressed in steadily, knowing that he would enter it eventually, even if the boy fought to keep him out. Treize wasn't surprised to hear small, strangled shriek from the pilot when he worked his way passed the muscles in his opening. The boy was dry and Treize knew that he would be in agony the entire time. That is what he deserved for not going along with his plans.
Duo was torn between the pain in his throat and the one that was in his ass. This wasn't the first time that these two used a pilot between them like this. Usually, it was one of the others and they would have enjoyed it. The cock in his throat kept him from screaming too much, it was cutting off his air more often then not. Peacecraft's grip on the back of his neck was just short of breaking it and Duo dully wondered if it would be better if that happened. He stopped thinking though, struggling to survive this encounter was what he had to do. Allowing either one of these assholes to kill him would be giving up and that was something that he had never done.
Zechs was thankful when Mirialdo threw him to the side to concentrate on Duo. Zechs's managed to stop Wufei from launching himself at Khushrenada to kill him, because he was hurting Duo. Zechs wrestled him against the wall, using his superior height and weight to pin him there. Killing or just hurting either one of their captors would not be good. And most importantly, it would not help Duo. They were just going to have to put the pieces back together ...again.
Treize threw his head back and enjoyed the tight body that was around his cock, he thrust in and out frantically, knowing that Mirialdo was about to come from the sounds that he was making. They had been together so long, that he knew those noises better then anything. Treize noted the he and Mirialdo came almost at the same time as they filled pilot 02 up from both ends. Very satisfying and he stepped back as Mirialdo pushed the pilot off his lap and went to clean up. They disregarded the limp form that fell between them, apparently unconscious from their attentions. Both of them ignored their pets as they went into their bathroom. All three of their pets had learned an important lesson today and he was going to let them think about it while he and Mirialdo were in the shower. Then it was back to those damned talks with those upstart colonials or something equally boring, if he could foist mess that off on Une.
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Duo stayed curled up in a little ball, not wanting to move. As usual, he hurt when they were through with him. Wufei at least had the good sense not to try and help him. Not after this time. Not while they were still here. He bit back the sobs that threaten to spill out and just waited.
Treize got out of the shower and dressed. He was about to leave the playroom when he noticed that 02 was still in the middle of the floor where they had left him. He was disturbed to see that there was a small trickle of blood down his thigh. He might have torn during sex. That was to be expected from the way that he had used him. Treize was disturbed that 02...Maxwell hadn't moved. Usually he was curled up with the others by now. Treize glanced over at Wufei. He wasn't surprised to see that his pet was staring at his friend, his fists clenched, but he had made no move to help him. Wufei at least had learned his lesson at least. The other pilot wasn't to be comforted by either one of them at all.
Wufei must have noticed him finally, because he looked up and glared at him. "You satisfied now?" he asked in a low voice. "You...you don't get it do you? Duo..."
Zechs laid a hand on Wufei's arm, trying to calm him down. He knew that Wufei was about to lose his temper. He had barely managed to hold him back from attacking Khushrenada to get him away from Duo. Any more outbursts and Duo would be punished again and doubted that Duo would be able to take it right now.
Wufei shrugged off Zechs hand, hissing at Khushrenada. "I know that anything that I say won't matter. It probably would get Duo in more trouble and I know that he's in no shape for any more of your games."
Zechs opened his mouth to say something, but shut it when Mirialdo came over to join Treize. He knew that anything that he said to help Duo would just anger his brother and Mirialdo would take it out on Duo.
"I think that we broke it," Mirialdo drawled. It was going to happen sooner or later, he was enjoying making it happen. He wanted nothing that might take his brother's attention away from him.
Treize glanced over at him and shrugged, "He always bounces back, you know that."
"But he isn't even trying to get near our pets, do you think that he finally appreciates the fact that they can't..." Mirialdo asked.
"I think that everyone learned an important lesson here," Treize drawled.
He leaned over to pick up the pilot and wasn't surprised this time when the boy flinched. Duo got to his feet, keeping his eyes on the floor. Treize put a hand underneath his chin and raised it, forcing Maxwell to look at him. Treize was slightly saddened to see the emptiness that stared back. He didn't think that he had been that bad. He knew that he had hurt Wufei earlier and he didn't have this blankness in him. In fact, his little whore-dragon had thrived on it. The brat looked like a broken doll now, more so then he had in the beginning of this little lesson.
"What do you have to say pilot02?" Treize asked him.
Duo looked at him for a moment before saying in a rough, dead voice. "Whatever you want me to."
Wufei shuddered when he heard that and glared at Khushrenada, but said nothing.
"I think that you can join the other two now," Treize told him. God, he had broken the pilot. He might or might not bounce back this time. There was nothing left to him it seemed, this went a little further then he had planned. He had angered him though, made him lose control again because he wouldn't play along with his plan. "You..."
Duo turned and stumbled into the pilot's corner, but didn't get within touching distance of the other two. It seemed that he knew enough to know that was bad for him. He knew that their concern for him was one of the reasons that he had just been punished by their captors.
"I think that we've had enough fun for now," Mirialdo said. "We have to get back to those boring colonists."
Later on that night, Treize reviewed the day's tapes that were made of their pets. He didn't know if he was happy or disturbed that it took hours for the other two pilots to be able to coax Duo into getting near them. Wufei had at last figured out that he was unable to protect his friend from their attentions, but at what cost?
Maxwell sounded like his throat had been injured, when he had talked to him. He didn't doubt it, Mirialdo had made the boy choke on his cock the entire time and he had thought that slender pilot was going to suffocate. He would have Tardif look at the boy in the morning, when time and the drugs had made this all a hazy memory for him. Treize didn't doubt that Maxwell wouldn't remember the lesson that they had all learned, which was that his friends wouldn't, actually couldn't protect him from their attentions. The details would be confused because of the drugs that they were all on, but he would remember the pain and the fear and that was important.
End Part 3
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