A Slave to a Slave

Point of Tears : Punishment that doesn’t involve physical pain, huh? Good idea. Keep an eye out for the end of the next chapter.
Adamaris Syler Autumn : I’m so glad you liked the background to Lucius. I debated adding that or not, but I thought there needed to be some reason Lucius would want his own son in his bed other than narcissism.
elphaba : I’m so glad you think it’s amazing. That really makes my day!
POOHBEAR74 : Great trip mostly. Read I needed… well sort of.
starstruck86 : Well… Lucius is a hedonist and a blond… I imagine one could come up with all sorts of bad ideas with that combination. *wink*
Tachimaru : Yea indeed, though I wonder if Draco will agree with you after the next two chapters…
ladyedgecombe : There’s this chapter and the next, then I promise I’ll be back to the Sev/Harry action.
Orkchild : Ooooo. Good idea. I’ll see if I can work it in.
Hambares : Me too. I don’t think Draco would handle it near as well… We’ll see though.


VERY IMPORTANT AUTHOR’S NOTE. PLEASE READ FOR YOUR OWN SAFETY. IF YOU DON’T READ IT AND HEED THE WARNING, I AM NOT AT FAULT!
AN: Okay Ladies and Gentlemen. I got a little distracted by Lucius and Draco. There’s this chapter and the next, then I PROMISE we’ll be back to Sev and Harry. Just bear with me. ALSO! Evidently, I needed to get all of the sadism out of my system. The next two chapters will be slightly in not very painful. They involve Draco’s punishment. They are full of angst and pain. Once I’m done with these two, I swear nothing will be this bad again!


Let me know what you think!


-----


“Your punishment will be comprised several parts. As I tell you each part, I will also explain what rule you have broken. Before you made your choice, I would not have punished you so severely.”

“But Father… Master… I made this mistake before my choice to be yours completely.”

“That may be so, however, your actions in the past week, especially the one you are being punished for, relay a deep need for severe punishment. I have evidently been much to lenient with you, and it cannot continue.”

Draco nodded though he looked a bit fearful.

Blaise, awake now, was a bit uncomfortable with the whole situation, though that could be in part because he was chained up on the floor. Thirty minutes ago, Lucius woke him by ramming his cock up Blaise’s tightened ass. It had been years since he’d gone without a plug inside himself, and Lucius must’ve left it out for a while because it burned and stretched more than normal when Lucius thrust into him over and over again.

Once Lucius had spent himself inside his dark skinned slave, be rammed a larger dildo into Blaise, the largest he’d ever taken. That dildo was still inside him and had been charmed to slowly thrust in and out of him. The cock ring he wore was preventing the orgasm he desperately wanted after being subjected to that much stimulation to his prostate.

He ached all over, and he subtly tried to wiggle enough to get the blood flowing in his restricted limbs. Lucius has wrapped a gold collar around his neck and then attached chains that ran from the collar, through all of his piercings, to lock onto several hooks that the floor was charmed with. Then Lucius had locked spreader bars between his knees and his ankles, spreading him as far as his hips would allow in the kneeling position. The next set of chains wrapped his thighs and his calves together, restricting him to the kneeling position. Worst of all were the chains that bound his arms from elbow to wrist behind his back. Lucius had planned it just so that, chained as we was, the knuckles of his thumbs pressed against the dildo pumping inside him. This restricted the dildo’s movements, forcing the dildo to push deeper into his body since it couldn’t pull itself out to thrust back in. Every time he wiggled, it pulled the chains at his nipples tighter and pushed his thumbs more firmly against the dildo’s base.

This was by far the most sadistic position Lucius had ever tied him in, especially considering, he was now having to listen to his Master and Draco discuss the changing dynamics in their relationship. Some days he really hated being lowest on the totem pole thus being on the receiving end of Lucius’ ire when he refused to properly punish his own son. And dammit, he really needed to cum.

A wail from Draco drew his attention back to the two Aryan colored men in the room with him. Both were on the bed. Draco lay over Lucius’ lap on his back for once, his hard cock exposed and jutting upwards. He also had a spreader between his knees, keeping his legs open at an almost uncomfortable width. Draco’s arms were also bound from wrist to elbow. However, Draco’s bonds were leather and weaved intricate patterns over the pale flesh instead of the clunky, cold chains that Blaise wore. The other difference was that Draco’s arms were over his head, allowing a range of motion the black slave was envious of.

Lucius was stroking Draco’s unbound cock with one hand, while the other pulled on his son’s nipple rings, alternating between each one.

“Did you urinate as I ordered you to?”

“Yes, Master.” Draco moaned with each stroke of his father’s hand.

“Good boy. Now,” Lucius pulled a small box from underneath the pillow. “In this box are several toys. One thing in particular is something I’ve been anxious to use. It’s something the Dark Lord came up with, so it is meant to be a torture device. Believe me, it will be torture for you to wear it. I’ve seen it used, and there was little pleasure to be had.”

Draco’s eyes widened. While he willingly signed up for this, and he trusted his father completely, there was still a part of him that feared anything that was purely pain.

Lucius let go of Draco’s cock and nipples to open the box. From it he pulled a peculiar looking bobble made of chains. Lucius held it up and called particular attention to what looked like a six inch cotton swab made out of metal. Lucius held it straight up so the chains and the rings it was attached to fell down the back of his hand. The end held between his thumb and first two fingers was conical in shape and it seemed to flare out, much like an upside down flower.

“This, my sweet slave, is a sounding rod. It will also act as a penis plug. There’s not much I can tell you about it that won’t be made clearer by its use.” With those words, Lucius grabbed the jar of cinnamon lube Severus had made especially for Draco. He coated the thin rod and then proceeded to push it into Draco’s urethra.

Draco’s entire body tensed as gray eyes watched that rod slip into his penis. The cinnamon lube which felt great in his ass, felt like fire in his penis. It took every ounce of control he had to not wiggle. Tears were beginning to leak from his eyes from the burning and stretching of such a sensitive passageway by the time Lucius had pushed it all the way in. Draco felt the bulbous head as it settled into the interior of the base of his cock.

Lucius smirked at the flowered tip of the rod stretching the thin passage at the head of his son’s cock. It was as pretty as he knew it would be. Lucius bent over and flicked his tongue over the tip of the sounding rod.

Draco screamed, the vibrations almost too intense added to the jostling spreading more of that cinnamon lube onto the walls of his urethra.

“If you need to piss, you will tell me. You will not attempt to take this out yourself. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.” Draco nodded; his voice was shaky.

Lucius then pulled the first ring, which was attached to the flowered tip by five small chains, over the head of his slave’s cock and snapped it tight around the glans. Then he pulled the other ring over the cock head as well and left it fall to the base of Draco’s cock. He began twisting the ring in circles, causing the chains to tighten and form a spiral around the hard cock and abrading the sensitive skin at the base. Once the chains were tight enough that flesh was bulging in between, Lucius snapped the ring tight.

Draco whimpered, barely suppressing the sobs. His father was right. This was torture. His cock hurt so much, inside and out. However, deep inside Draco, something was thrumming in pleasure from this treatment. It was punishment, yes, but he needed this. This made him feel whole. His whole body relaxed into the feeling, accepting it, though tears continued to trail down his pale cheeks.

Lucius leaned over and licked up the tears. Sitting back, he pulled the next item of torture from the box, two spirals of silver metal. He took each one and set it over one of Draco’s nipples. He then hooked one end of the spiral over one end of the barbell pierced there. He slowly turned the metal until it picked up the other end of the barbell. Once the spiral was on, Lucius continued turning it. As Draco looked on, his nipple was stretched further and further from his body as the spiral pulled the barbell further from his chest. Once the barbell rested halfway up the spiral, and Draco thought he would cry out from the pain, Lucius gave the same treatment to the other.

By now, Draco was barely suppressing his sobs. His body was electrified with pain. Once his father had completed the stretching of his nipples, he alternated lightly thumping each nipple and his cock head in a random order. His body was shaking uncontrollably, and the tears wouldn’t stop coming.

“Please, Daddy!”

“You have spoken out of turn, my slave.” Lucius growled and then he slapped the tortured penis sticking up from Draco’s lap.

Draco screamed, body bowing.

“Now. Please what, my Dragon?”

Draco whimpered.

“You have permission to speak.”

“Daddy… Master… It… it really...hu...hurts.”

“Good. This is punishment remember? You like being whipped, so I had to devise something you wouldn’t like. Have I reached past your pleasure limits?”

Draco could do nothing but nod and sob as Lucius upped the power behind the thumps to each tortured pleasure/pain center.

“Now, Draco, listen carefully. This punishment is the beginning of earning my forgiveness for your uncontrolled actions. This” Here, Lucius tightly wrapped his hand around Draco’s cock, squeezing the tormented flesh. “This is your punishment for taking pleasure without my permission. This” Lucius flicked each nipple. “is for stealing kisses from Severus’s slave. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Good. Now for the next stage of your punishment. Up, boy.” Lucius grabbed Draco’s shoulders and pulled him up and then helped the boy to stand. “Waddle to the bathroom and kneel in the tub.”

And waddle Draco did due to the pain he was feeling and the spreader bad between his knees.

Once Draco was out of sight, Lucius walked over to Blaise. He grabbed the back of the boy’s skull and tilted his head at an awkward angle.

“Open.” Blaise did. “Good boy. Now suck me while I fuck your face.” And fuck he did. Blaise could barely do more than keep up a constant suction as Lucius brutally thrust into his mouth and throat. Lucius offered no warning when he came, and Blaise nearly chocked on the semen pulsing down his throat.

Once Lucius was done, he let go of the boy’s head and headed to the bathroom after his son.