Forbidden Seduction [ Forbidden Obsession]

“I won’t be your friend anymore. At night, when you’re alone, you’ll have to think if satisfying a mere fling was worth destroying the special bond we used to have.”

For a brief moment, it looked as if Xavier was ready to think everything over.

“A mere fling? I’ve wanted you for years. It is your newly acquired obsession with my Cory that is destroying our bond,” he hissed.

“He may be your servant, but he is not yours. I won’t be yours, either, no matter what you do,” Lucas said with his head held high, while Xavier took the silken scarf left on the stand to blind his friend for what was to come.

Nothing could be heard from the perfectly insulated master bedroom, and Cory felt his heart growing smaller and smaller. Was Xavier going to hurt Lucas? Why was the beautiful man doing that for the likes of Cory?

He chose to roam to Ayn’s room, to settle his nerves a bit. He found the slave stretched on the bed, with a game pad in his hands, watching closely whatever action was happening on the small holographic screen summoned in front of his eyes.

The cage had been removed, but Ayn was kept on a leash welded to the bed, so he could move around, but not much.

“Hey, Ayn,” he greeted the man, and sat on the bed next to him.

“We’re alone, or something, Cory?” the slave immediately straightened up. “What the hell is he up to with this fucking leash?” he pulled annoyed at his collar to no avail.

“It’s better than the cage, right?” Cory examined Ayn’s neck, to see if the collar was not causing any chafing.

“Yes and no,” Ayn said with a frustrated sigh. “At least, in the cage, I did not feel something pulling at my neck all the time.”

Turning to look at the servant, Ayn noticed Cory’s frown.

“What’s with you? Why the long face?”

“Master is home. He is now in his bedroom.”

“Good for him. Let him stay there,” Ayn plopped against the fluffy pillows. “Please don’t tell me he wants to be entertained tonight. I could do another day without him trying to stuff that huge thing of his down my throat.”

“No, rest assured he won’t call on you tonight. He … I guess he is plenty entertained right now.”

“Something’s off. What’s with you? Who is he entertaining himself with?”

“Lord Lucas,” Cory said softly.

“That Lord Lucas,” realization dawned on Ayn.

Cory had told Ayn about his crush, feeling good to talk to someone about what he felt.

“So, Xavier and him … You told me they were down with some kinky threesome. Why aren’t you there with them?”

Like on cue, the servant just poured his heart out at Ayn. Was Xavier going to hurt Lucas? What was happening there? What were they doing?

“Wow, Cory, slow down,” Ayn raised his hands in surrender. “Frankly, I don’t know much about butt sex to begin with, because no one fucked me. But that looks like some batshit crazy stuff Xavier is doing over there. Still, you tell me Lucas is a tough guy, proud and everything. He’ll pull it off; who knows, maybe he’ll rip Xavier a new one,” Ayn winked at Cory, managing to draw a small smile from him.

“Ayn, is it really … you’ve never been with anyone?” Cory asked, blushing a bit. Ayn seemed comfortable talking about sex, but he was a virgin. At least, an ass virgin.

“I’ve been with girls. Plenty. Back home, they’ve always been fighting over me,” Ayn smiled. “Got a lot of guys interested, too, but I was like, nah, fucking a girl is much too awesome.”

Cory’s eyes were as big as saucers.

“You don’t have many girls around here, do you?” Ayn asked.

“No, the women are in a distant city. I don’t know why. They are brought here, to give birth, and, if is a boy, the child is kept here, but, if it is a girl, the mother takes the baby with her.”

“Shit,” Ayn commented. “That’s fucked up. Now I’m thinking I should have let some guy top me or something. Xavier is going to put that in my ass, eventually, right?”

Cory nodded.

“Damn,” Ayn felt frustrated. “Does it hurt?”

The servant cocked his head to a side.

“I thought so,” Ayn rolled his eyes. “I hope my ass will be so hard that his dick will break when he tries to enter.”

Cory burst into laughter. Just imagining the almighty Lord Xavier, with a pained and surprised expression on his face, looking at his broken dick, was too much. Ayn joined him.

“Shit. I should try to take him more seriously,” the slave said, once they stopped laughing.

“Well, master told me to get you a bit adjusted. So, we can try some stuff, if you want to,” Cory said, blushing a little.

“What? Are you going to stuff things up my ass?” Ayn said, unconsciously shifting in his place. As usual, he was completely naked, but, apparently, he was getting used to that.

“Be grateful. There was no adjusting for me. He pushed it right up my ass. Well, I liked it, even if it hurt at first,” Cory admitted.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“And why is he so generous with me?” Ayn asked.

“He has this idea that you’re a complete innocent and he wants to break you in slowly. Of course, he has no idea what a potty mouth you have there,” Cory replied, with a grin.

“So, now I have to get some ass action?” Ayn asked, parting his legs slowly. “Should I ask you to be gentle or something?”

“No need to ask. You know I won’t hurt you,” Cory said sternly, while slapping Ayn playfully on his right shoulder.

He searched the nearby drawer for the smallest dildo he could find, and some lube.