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A couple of police officers burst into the house of Von Herhardt, where they start to put their very duke, Matthias, under arrest for alleged forgery.
The family had no idea about this and yet they quickly try to clear their relative’s name over this sudden accusation. But before they could start anything, it was too late. The officers had taken the duke away. All they could hope for is to find any evidence in order for them to release him.
While inside the dark carriage goes Matthias who can ever think of how he was falsely accused of forgery from a mysterious source. He, the duke of Arvis, couldn’t believe he was kidnapped for no reason since he didn’t believe a powerful man like him could end up in a prison like this.
His plans he had made for a perfect life is going to be potentially ruined all because of some strange misunderstanding. He thinks about how his whole family will see him now. Same goes with the town. And his little canary bird he calls a young woman who goes by the name of Layla Llewellyn.
Having a couple of men behind him in handcuffs, he walks by a tall, intimidating man with lighter blond hair and blue eyes, piercing through his. His body shivered before him, he had never experienced such a cowardly feeling since…never. What he could think of was a time where the golden blonde girl had cried underneath him while he smiled, standing in front of her in the woods, burying lifeless birds the duke had just shot. Or the part he watched her suffer once he took her shoes at the ball, sadistically grinning at the unfortunate site of the young woman. Speaking of which, he wondered why he looked so familiar; he hadn’t seen him anywhere around Arvis, but his look nearly matched the glimpses of the man who was watching him weeks ago. Moveover, someone he knew a very long time ago, but he couldn’t point at the difference.
Never has he ever felt this moment that he stays in the same position as Layla, whom he treated with malice. He started to bite his lip and felt his face redden in anger and devotion. And yet a small part of him blushed from the moment he first saw the man, when he looked at him with slight desire in his eyes.
He snaps out of his mind. He doesn’t know what was all that about but he can’t let these intrusive thoughts continue.
The prison was at minimum horrific noises of screams and gunshots. But Matthias was taken into a room of solitary confinement full of chains and whips. A designated cell where it places serious felons or terrorists. Who knows what he wondered and wanted a demand of why he was really there. The forgery has to be some kind of fluke. Right?
He overhears the guards calling out the captain and his name, Leon, to announce that he, the alleged suspect, has arrived.
Then the door opens to reveal the tall blond police officer, with a whip in his hands and a sinister smile.
Matthias stares at him with a mixture of utter shock, confusion, and disgust but when he comes closer, tension rises between the two as the duke slowly recognizes the figure before him. But that can’t be right, he thought, this remarkable figure of a man is too sophisticated to be considered a stalker. Too sophisticated than he thinks of himself…that thought alone hurts his pride even deeper.
“You must be Matthias Von Herhardt, is that correct?”
“And you’re the new captain of the military?”
“Hm…you could say that. Now I know what you may think to yourself, why are you here despite being falsely accused and taken to this horrendous prison.”
Out of nowhere, a hand swiftly pins Matthias onto the cold hard wall, making him wince in pain and shock. And yet he felt his face flushed from the moment he locked eyes with Leon.
“But before that, how about we do some examinations on you?” The captain purred with a sadistic smile, much to the duke’s annoyance and confusion. He may understand why his heart was pounding a bit faster than usual but what confused him more was his face heating up out of nowhere.
The duke paused for a short moment to stop his face from flushing, so in an act of clarity and professionalism, he cleared his throat.
“Excuse my ignorance Captain Winston, but can you please explain to me this accusation? My reputation is on the lin-“ Matthias lets out a gasp from a swift move as Leon roughly ties his wrists and ties him up the other end to the nearest chain ceiling, leaving him hanging in front of the officer.
The duke is in complete outrage, he has never in his life he would be in a position where he is bound to be tortured for who knows how long. This sort of treatment is unacceptable, his voice starts to burst.
“You psychotic demon! Untie me! I’m not a toy! Wait until my family sue and throw you to a damn cell!”
“…No~”
“Haaah?! I order you to untie me!”
“I didn’t hear a “please”, what kind of duke forgets such simple mannerisms? You’re as well-behaved as you were, aren’t you?” Leon muttered with a threatening look.
Under his calm composure, Matthias felt a vein in the corner of his jaw and his eyes started to darken. But He couldn’t let this intimidating man get a hold of him, so he took a short deep breath to calm his nerves. Following a gentle plea with more emotion.
“…Please…just let me go…sir.” Matthias desperately pleaded, with a pitiful look, hoping it is enough for the captain to stop with this weird “ordeal”.
The officer looked at the duke’s face and chuckled softly. He slowly lifted up his chin and leaned his face closer to his.
“You look so cute when you cry but I would love it more if you beg.”
Matthias widens his eyes. Sudden flashbacks reveal a familiar man far from the duke as he goes through his days, doing royal duties and tormenting commoners, especially the golden girl. Everything he suspected became more apparent. He quickly turned away as his teeth gritted and made a hiss.
“....Curse you.”
“Oh, I’m sorry, you think your mannerisms are gonna set you free? That makes me want you even more. Now look at me. Properly.”
Matthias refused to give the captain this simple order. Anger and humiliation has brimmed inside him. When it’s just him usually looking down upon, especially when there is someone bigger than himself. This felt like karma to him…and yet even though his pride wouldn’t allow something like this, he became super aroused by this powerful general.
“You’re a disgrace of a captain, you deserve no respect from me.”
Leon goes behind Matthias, takes a moment to study his stance, up to the duke’s confusion. Then in another swift move, he smacks his rear with such a hard force using a whip. Matthias lets out a small grasp and shudders. In a mixture of shock and embarrassment, he bites his lip.
“W-what the hell is the matter with that demon?!” Matthias hissed in thought. A sense of a warm breath lurks onto his ear, letting out a low, somber voice of the captain. The duke once again tries to keep his body under control, but to avail, gains goosebumps, more shivers, and more heated flesh by the ears.
“Ex-general or not, I wanted nothing more than to break you. I could think of many things to do, so unless you want to die, you do exactly what I say…”
“...” Matthias looks at the captain with furrowed brows, refusing to back down by answering, and his efforts thus result in nothing.
“Thought so.”
Leon slowly hovers back to in front of the duke then holds the duke’s face harshly, bringing his lips onto his.
Matthias froze in shock and tries to move back but the captain deepens the kiss, causing him to moan.
“His lips…his tongue…are melting me from mine…this is intoxicating…but I can’t let him win that easily. I-I still need a damn answer!!! In a swift move, the duke bites his bottom lip and pulls it with strong force.
“Ugh-!”
Leon quickly steps back, and touches his lips to see a small sample of blood flowing from said bottom lip.
“Take that, you devious bastard…” The duke thought, croaking a cocky smile despite being stained with blood from his mouth to the collar of his shirt.
Matthias believes this is enough to make the captain snap out of this sick phase. Little does he know, this only turns him on even more than when he tied him up.
In a sudden turn of events, Leon suddenly pulls Matthias’ hair back to force his tongue into his mouth, initiating a slow trace of the duke’s tongue and committing sensual acts upon it, going back and forth to imitate the captain’s hidden desire for the duke.
As disgusting and violating as it is, Matthias starts to feel even more arousal from various places in his body. Even that small part inside him becomes bigger than before, it could easily catch Matthias, waiting to be given in for this secret passion. But the duke still has great defiance, to avoid such feelings and decides to fight it differently. He comes up with a new plan.
He gives back the kiss with a more forcible tongue to push back the captain who is not willing to fight for dominance, the duke tries to obtain here. With sheer strength, he brutally bites his tongue from moving, causing the duke to pull away in pain.
“Shit! …hah…I see how it is…you’re on, duke!” Leon looks at the determined duke with immense frustration.
Matthias’ tongue was left throbbing with a little blood leaking out from the tip. His breath hitched a little while he laid his tongue there with darkened eyes staring back at Leon with the same prideful smile as before. The blonde man took a moment to stare at the duke’s current posture.
He made a smirk with more intensity and defiance, thinking of a plan himself to torture the duke more so.
“You’re even cuter than before, little duke, you know that?”
Matthias is just sick of looking at the scambag’s face, without hesitation, he moves forward upon the captain’s lips once again and enters his tongue inside his mouth again. The man receiving the kiss was in shock but instantly took his power back as he had tasted the duke’s blood and reciprocated. Matthias then lets out a quiet moan and slowly begins to succumb to this small feeling, closing his eyes.
A small glimpse of the blonde girl suddenly appeared in his mind. He quickly snapped out of the forbidden zone and pulled away as soon as the captain mixed his saliva with his leftover blood along with his own from his injured lip.
Matthias doesn’t know what’s got into him, but it seems like whatever he does, the warden wants him more. He wants nothing but to get this man to treat him with respect. He is the Duke of Arvis, who has once also been in the military for several years and is always seen with honor, respect, and dignity. So it would be easier for someone to recognize who he is and what the recipient is expected to do when meeting his presence.
That’s what he always wants from Layla, who he claims to be is his own property. Her actions, her emotions, her tears, just about everything he has done to her, belongs to him, or he thinks. If she ever sees him other than a dominant but intimidating asshole who doesn’t respect any boundaries, she’ll see right through him and take back her own life from him like they have never met in the first place. Even his power has built in front of her for his amusement against her.
And power is the most important thing that matters to him, more than anything, but now that power has found a threat, he wants to make that general show who’s the real captain here.
But how? He is all tied up, so he brainstorms anything that comes to his mind. Anything he could do, anything he could think about that could give him any form of power back even in such menacing yet unpredictable situations. It feels foolish yes but he’ll wait for a time to take back his power and not get too caught up with the captain’s tactics.
Even if it impresses him, intimates him, or even arouses him. No, he can not show that side of him, even if his body opposes his thoughts. And yet he doesn’t want this to end. He wants to see what this man will extend.
Respect is now a more important thing on his mind than escaping. Little does he know he lured himself into a trap a long time ago.
Whether he makes use of his body or not. Either way, it’ll get harder for him to keep this vulnerable and tempting side of himself that would only lure the captain to beg for more.
Such bewildering feelings…he wishes to stray away from it because it feels out of character for him to have them. But when in front of this man, he has the urge to compete for power, in this weirdest position possible.
He stares at the captain’s dark, sinful eyes.
“Your tactics are nothing to me…not even a single hit from a whip doesn’t phase me into becoming your plaything…”
“…Hah…I knew you would say that.”
“…?!”
Rapidly, the captain lifts him up, pulling down the rope and undoes his tie, and unbuttons his shirt in animalistic fashion to reveal his glistening chest and torso. His waist perfectly fits a slim, lightly toned frame and his abs are barely visible compared to Leon’s who has a rock hard torso to compliment his vainly ass muscles.
Leon grins in satisfaction.
“Wonder how you’ll react if I start to mark you…”
Matthias broke a sweat, glaring at his forehead. In his mind, it started spinning, multiple thoughts popping in his mind, “What the hell is he going to do to me?!”, “This is so unjust”, “How dare he make a fool out of me?!”, “How did it all come to this?”, “That man…is dangerous! What does he want from me for him to stalk me?”, “But the way he looked at me is so enticing…”, “I feel so hot all of a sudden because of him…wonder what he’ll do to me…”
“…Ugh! Snap out of it, will you?!”
Before the duke does snap out of it once more, his trail of thoughts are interrupted by the officer’s hard kisses against his neck, sucking down his skin.
The duke hitches his breath, holding back his moan.
“Awww, don’t hold back. Your soft whimpers are music to my ears~”
The commander continues to place his lips and hickies in every single spot from his neck to all over his torso. The duke’s body shudders in pleasure against his wishes, but caters to his hidden desires he tries to hide deep within.
The duke has a sensitive body, but he refuses to let others know about it because usually no one would think of such a thing. But when the time comes with the blonde girl, she is not allowed to touch him in any other way because, to him, that’s not how intimacy works.
But really, what does he know about intimacy if he has never touched a woman or even kissed one?
And people say he is the best at everything.
The commander quickly moves the rope even lower and wraps his arms around the duke’s waist, moving himself closer to his neck.
He continues to place his soft lips on his nape once, twice, three times to the point he dampens it with his hot breath. Matthias tries not to be phased by his subtle yet tempting moments. But to his frustration, his body continues to rebel against him bit by bit, thus he buckles his sides to try to get the blonde man off him.
Leon moves with aggression. “You stubborn little brat, come here!”
The commander grabs hold of Matthias again, except with rougher force and clutches his other side with his other hand, back to the same spot he kissed every part of his neck. Except this time, his canines punctured through his skin roughly, letting the tracly metallic taste of blood seep through his body once more. The duke jerked his head up and gasped, arousal became more apparent inside him. The captain continues to make senseless bits, in order to make the duke shudder in fear and beg him to stop eventually.
But the duke silently persisted, fighting back between moans while trying to control his body shaking in pleasure. Leon noticed the duke fighting back, and proceeded to move to his ear, playing with the lobe, gently licking the tip.
“…Look at you, pretending you aren’t turned on to any of my whims, kind of…perverted…don’t you think?” he teasingly bites his ear softly before slowly biting down and tugging the lobe, making him grit his teeth and loosen his body.
He moves his hand to his chest and lusciously lays his fingers onto his perky teat.
“H-ugh…you bastard…”
“Keep whining, little prince. Just relax~”
Leon continues to rub one nipple and licks another one to heighten Matthias’ arousal. The duke’s face became red, and his breath started to hitch a little. The whiny little bastard finally shuts up, but he still wants to hear him whimper. Hear him beg for something…he bites into the duke’s nipple.
“N-ngh! S-stop p-playing with my teats! I-It’s humiliating!” The duke’s hidden instinct made his voice softer than usual to his own aggregation once again. He looks at the commander who chuckles to himself as he reaches his hand onto his pants, feeling a hard tent on his palm. He rubs his crotch and pushes slightly to hear another groan from the duke.
“Huh?! W-wait n-not there!” Matthias stutters in further embarrassment.
“No…Please keep going…”
“H-huh…again?! I need to stop this at once!”
Leon grins seductively and keeps moving his hand through his pants until his thumb enters trousers, taking out his flaccid cock from his trousers. He goes behind him, leaving his erection in the cool air, nearly making him ache.
“What is he-doing now?! Leaving my cock to hurt and freeze?! Is this part of the touture-?!”
The duke’s trail of thoughts stops again as a large hand grips his cock and wraps his fingers around it. It seems like the hand was coated with a palm full amount of saliva from the captain himself, which made the duke gag in disgust.
Then he feels the soft movement of the drenched hand coaxing his cock, sending a soft shiver up his spine.
“This…is getting…too intense…it’s burning me inside! My tempted m-mind is going to consume at this p-point! I…I have to-to keep going with this!”
“Ugh…What are you disgusted about? You should be grateful you received the touch of the most powerful man. You might as well have my scent, don’t you, you little slut?” Leon teased the incoherent man as he spoke with venom to overpower his body movements.
“H-ah..fuck you…” Matthias grunted.
The general grips the duke’s shaft tighter, causing him to whimper softly.
“Watch yourself.” Leon growled.
As a move to keep the duke more of a whimpering mess, he strokes him faster. The sound of wet noise became louder. The duke starts to feel light-headed as he keeps fighting back moans.
“More. I want to hear more.”
He strokes the duke’s shaft at a quicker pace, blood starts to rush from his tip. The motion of the captain’s hand moves even faster. The duke feels his body in a wave of heat on his abdomen, getting overwhelmed from his reaction to the warden’s touch. His length releases a drop of precum during the plateau, where he is unsure if he is close to climax or not.
“E-Either way, this better end with me having a full-release. This feeling is getting overbearing but this also feels so good…” He thought the general would allow him to climax right then and there, to finally stop the whole “examination”. The strong feeling within him still craves his touch. In Matthias’s mind, it feels odd like there is another force beckoning him to move towards it.
His vision starts to blur, that is until Leon tightens his cock before he climaxes further.
Matthias, stunned from this sudden action, whips his head back to look at the smug captain.
“W-what the hell was that for?!” He asked calmly.
“Your body is still stiff. It’s like…you wanted me to stop right away, little duke?” The captain's smugness still hasn’t gone away.
In annoyance, the duke slowly moves back to rub his swollen ass on Leon’s crotch in an attempt to match his smug level, but in reality it only heightens Leon’s anger.
“….Still not backing down, are you ?” The commander inquires in a darkened tone.
“I won’t let you believe you own everything, general~”
Leon angrily pulls the duke’s hair back to mutter in his ear.
“Did you forget what I just said? Whatever position you are in, you’re still a sweet little prince to me…”
Matthias blushes at the general’s comment and angrily shouts at the smug man.
“How dare you?!” He moves over and fiercely bites Leon’s ear, now with his blood seeping out.
“Ah!…You got yourself punished, duke!”
This is the anger Matthias was aiming for, the look of a man who uses his power too much to his advantage. So now he needs to find a new tactic to make him. Something that could stand out to the commander to give him the respect he demands greatly. Small sounds of fabric interrupts the duke’s train of thought as Leon pulls his pants down, where his bare, plump, and shiny ass becomes exposed. Completely, making the duke flushed in humiliation and turning his head away once more.
The general officer couldn’t believe such a beautiful sight, he didn't hesitate in using his whip to make a strike on the duke’s rear. The duke moaned in response.
“H-a-aaaah~”
The sound from the high and mighty duke became an instant sensational echo in the general’s mind. A satisfying grin appeared on his face. All the damage and wreckage he’ll commit upon the helpless will make the whole forgery thing he made against him worth it. When it’s all set and done, he won’t remember anything before their meeting.
He makes another swish on his arse with his leather flog. In response, Matthias shivered and shrieked as tears shed from his eyes. The captain brushes a tear with his thumb and holds his face close to his.
“Ugh, stop crying, you look so pathetic like that….but then again it suits you.”
“Fuck y-ughhh~!”
Leon fierely spanks his bare ass with a whip multiple times, making his cheeks flush in response to all the whip lashing. Adding to the pain, Leon sinks his teeth on one cheek and smacks the other with his hand, and the duke’s body sputters frantically.
“Mmm~ugh!”
Leon wracks his whip to smack already his reddened ass once more. The duke shuddered down his spine, panting in broken breaths.
“Had enough, little duke?”
Matthias pushed back to rub on Leon’s crotch the second time but he roughly doubled down on the ass play by shaking his ass in front of the general’s face.
“Are you still trying to stop me? Guess I’ll start to punish you more but I’ll make it very fitting for a stubborn bitch like you,” he muttered in an angry tone.
Leon picks up his knife from his belt and cuts off the rope. The duke falls to his knees, winches in pain from his wrists, not to mention the redness that stayed on his ass cheeks that made him whimper quietly.
“All fours. Now.”
“Excuse me, am I a damn dog to you?!” The duke bellowed.
Leon spanks Matthias’ ass once again, making the duke jolt and bleat in undeniable pleasure.
“I’m not asking you again. Do it, skank!”
Matthias obediently did as he was told, to his dismay. He looks back at the captain with disgust, he needs to act now; he has to make him regret his decision of tormenting him and satisfy him at the same time.
“For talking back at me, I’m going to-“
Matthias shoves his rear onto Leon’s face, hoping it might shut him up. Even so, it became erotic for him. Also very thrilling.
“How about this, you like that?” Teased the duke with a small smile.
Leon stands here on his knees for a moment, in the duke’s mind, he thought he would win until two hands grabbed both cheeks of his ass.
“Wrong move, duke! You’re only making yourself apparent of a fucking man-whore!”
“W-What in blazes does that even m-agh~!”
Leon pulls his ass closer towards his face, pressing one thumb on his perineum and one stretching one side of the flesh around it.
“It seems to me, you only want to be humiliated further but you seem to hate that…I’m gonna make you squirm until you give in, worthless little slut…”
Matthias was stunned by the captain’s venom words, he felt his face flush, and his legs spread apart gently for the commander to access his hole. Things aren’t supposed to be like this, he’ll allow it, only, even if he doesn’t still know what’s gotten into him.
Satisfied with the duke’s response, the commander slowly took the wet tip of his tongue to the center of his bud and dabbed around it. Matthias lets out a small groan, setting a shiver down his spine.
The commander forms a proud smile on his face.
All a sudden, he senses his prisoner moving to continue fighting back power, so he stops to draw tiny circles around his hole until flicks his tongue inside him.
Leon moves his tongue inside the duke, making him jolt in pleasure. To make him jolt even more, he pushes his tongue deeper inside his hole.
Heat wails up inside Matthias, blood starts flowing to his shaft again. Precum leaks out of the tip of his length, this is it. Maybe this time, the captain will let him have this release, though to himself despite partial blankness. One more move and he’s finally free…
Leon suddenly moves his tongue back, still wiggling inside his hole slowly to take it out, only to Matthias’ confusion and dismay.
“Put your hands behind your back and lie down. On your stomach.”
Matthias looks at Leon with the same darkened eyes, except with silence, he did what the captain said, pleasing the blonde man. Thus, he proceeded to give him one more order with an arrogant smile.
“Suck on them, make them coat from your whore tongue.”
The commander puts two fingers in front of the duke’s mouth. It’s the duke’s chance to obtain power; he could bite his fingers, like killing two birds with one stone. That way he wouldn’t use them to do such grimey things to him. But his heart remains to pound in a wild state, anticipating the captain’s next move.
But that strong feeling within stalls him, which makes no sense. Instead, he looked up at the dominant man, his lips gaping at the captain’s long, bare fingers, and let the movement of his tongue glide under the fingertips.
Leon gazes at the sight of the desperate yet helplessly aroused man who attempted to arouse him, initiating the movement of performing an act of wetting his large shaft in his mind. The man who was supposed to be the civilized, posh, and powerful Duke of an unknown place, he has still to know about. Much of history has been left for him to seek this faraway land where his newly beloved came from. But all of that has to wait, for all he wished for was to break this poised gentleman into little pieces so he could always see this look gazed in front of him every single day.
He lets out a soft yet strong groan. “Does it feel good, my manwhore? You’re giving service to me against your wishes for respect…you must feel like a helpless puppy, don’t you?”
Matthias shudders and blushes at the commander's comment. Without a word, he averts his darker eyes to absentmindedly look across the room.
“Whatever…”
Leon chuckles softly. “Hurry up and keep sucking them, dog.”
Matthias mindlessly does what he is told. His body remains still with heightened heat intact. His words have been whirring in his head, his devilish expressions have been electrified in his brain. He could admit, the general does have a way to charm someone like him. Others would probably call it quits. But there’s something about him that sparks something in the duke’s heart that could completely obliterate him. And fuck how he loves every single moment of it so far…at this point it’s a tug of war of unjust emotions.
“Okay, that’s enough. You did such a good job, little duke, now release them.”
As the slim pale duke took them out, a string of saliva appeared between his hung tongue and the captain’s fingers.
“Good boy, Now I’m gonna walk to that lovely ass and ram your insides a bit. Try not to break~”.
Matthias braced for the imminent move as Leon entered his wet middle finger inside the duke’s erogenous zone.
“G-gugh!” The duke lets out a groan. A small wet noise starts to creep into the small space when the captain’s finger begins to push forward and back inside his hole.
Matthias trembles in immense pleasure, making his headspace fade even faster. Blobs of thoughts that were part of the young master start to shrink more and more as the captain appears more inside his mind.
The captain continued to insert his finger rapidly inside the duke’s hole until his impatience ran thin and added one more finger inside the hole, causing the duke to shriek in shock and more pleasure.
“Aaaah~” Matthias couldn’t control his erotic noises any longer, at this rate, he couldn’t stand in the same stance as before.
Louder and wetter noises filled the room with an echo. Along with his own sounds of pleasure and flesh plopping into another coated in slick.
Matthias jerks his body more but Leon whips his back down to the table, giving Matthias a full shiver through his spine to his pressured cock.
Leon, with his fingers still intact, continues to thrust inside the duke’s slick, fiercely looking for his g-spot, which is not a lot of inches from the entrance.
He aims for the right shots that cause Matthias to gasp in pleasure, and arch his back. He senselessly moves his fingers up and down in a playful manner.
He just enjoys seeing the look on the duke’s heated face, especially when his brows furrowed in frustration and loathing under such an erotic expression.
The warden didn't slow things down as he quickened the pace of his fingers hitting all the sensitive spots inside Matthias’ slick, as more fluid came out of him. The duke’s body becomes wantonly limp.
Maybe this is it, maybe if Leon lets Matthias release his climax, it could mean he’ll give him a piece of mercy, not respect, but anything is better than nothing, he thought. But as he was about to reach his peak, Leon blocked his opening from his tip, stopping him from ejaculation.
“You know that forgery you wish to seek the answer to…it was all orchestrated by me and me alone. As it’s all set in, you will never forget this moment. Your reputation will forever be shambles...”
The general moves closer to the duke’s ear.
“…and there’s nothing you can do about it.”
His mind gets hazy; that man has ruined his pride far enough. The plan he made against him was to no avail. He felt tears shed from his face yet again, for he had become broken.
His shaken legs were ready to give in, his knees were aching from staying straight up to his upper heels.
At this rate, he couldn’t take as much as he thought he could bear. He could feel his breath hitch, a few tears streaming down his face.
Then he heard a few pieces of fabric hitting the ground from Leon’s side. Bare footsteps approached behind his still rear.
Leon spits on his left palm to wet his thick, long, vainly shaft. His breathing shifts as he aims to get himself more erect than ever before.
He teasingly draws tiny circles around his hole using his tip with occasional small entries, in attempts to make the duke ache for further entry.
“Oh…god, you get me so hard…come on, little duke! Say you want it! Come on, I know you want to…”
“…”
“Hey, you’re not up for it?! Answer me!”
He looks down at the weakened duke still in a streak of tears. He rolled his eyes as he sighed, for he had to say something quickly before his hard-on got soft.
“Just admit it. You are no better than I or anyone, for that matter. The way you looked at that girl by the woods…it sickens me. Not because you killed those birds in front of her. Far from it, actually. You were the most beautiful thing I ever saw, and you have the audacity to not look at me while doing it. But something hits me…”
“Let me go, you bastard!”
“Stay down.” He hits Matthias in the spine with his strong elbow, followed by a painful groan.
“Hah…you know I’m not usually into those with power. Goodness gracious, I almost went for one of my maids, who I'm pretty sure is a spy. But I think they replaced her with somebody else now…I’ll deal with them later, anyway…nothing gives me an instant hard on than an arrogant royalty like you…looking at you with your high glory and class when you always skinny dip in the nude with such a slim yet voluptuous figure. Not to mention your prideful stance with that girl from the woods to the moment you made that smile at that girl at the ball. All that comes to this, I was there and fuck I was so mad. I just gotta have you all to myself…so you’ll never leave me again…but from the looks of it, you wouldn’t mind this at all. So you can keep being a brat all you want and play your little mind games. I shall even lift the accusation so you can keep living your life as normal. But rest assured…you will always be my duke and only mine forevermore.”
Hearing that from the heartless military officer, Matthias looked at him with a messy, teary look on his face. His eyes were red and puffy, and his body ached, and even so, his face became way more bashful than ever before.
“…No answer? Well, I wasn’t gonna wait much longer. So I guess you’ll have to endure the pa-“
Matthias slowly lifted his arse up to the captain in a seductive manner. He found his answer, and he couldn’t wait anymore. That golden girl he has been possessed by in his mind has now been buried in obscurity. He only wants the commander to want him wholeheartedly.
He spreads his legs directly to his plump ass, buckled his knees, and lifts his free hand to spread his arse even more. Too much to both his humiliation and great arousal.
He then mercifully begged.
“Please…”
“Please, what? Use your words, little duke.”
“Who says I want you to stop?…keep going.” The duke turns his head back to stare straight into the dominant blonde’s eyes with narrow brows but also a confident smirk.
Leon made a grin in response. “Will you be willing to behave?” He comes closer to his arse, letting the duke feel his warmth and slapping his tip onto his hole with the hold of his hand.
“Ye-yes sir…” Matthias doesn’t move away from his glance, as his body quakes.
Leon grew a more of an imperious smirk and gave the duke a harder smack on his arse with his palm, further making the skin redder than the whips ever made.
Matthias responded with a gratified groan, making him arch his back further up. Biting back a moan, but this time with great delight.
“Good boy.”
Leon grabs the girth of his member again with rougher force and pushes his entire tip to enter the duke’s tight, drenched hole. The two men had reached close to their threshold in near unison. The captain lets out a low but sensual groan, finally in bliss of becoming one with his desired infatuation, and Matthias couldn’t resist a moan any longer. He has finally given in to his disgraceful pleasures.
“So…how’s it…feel to be held captive by your desires, little duke?” Leon intently rubbed salt into the wound with his words blissfully.
Matthias, being too heated to speak, refuses to answer. He has already “admitted” to his defeat, what does this sick fuck want?! He angrily inquired mentally.
“Guess I have to-“
Leon adds two inches inside Matthias’ hole, causing him to moan louder.
“…go a little deeper!”
The given thrusts became even rougher at an unobstructed pace, the duke’s whole body began to jolt violently, as a result of Matthias's whimpering out of control.
An impatient Leon shoved his whole length inside Matthias's inch by inch with each hard thrust until two mounds of flesh collided into making a wet slapping noise that filled the entire room.
A wave of ecstasy overcomes Matthias’s body, he jerks his body up and winches in pleasure in a mixture of all the pain as the officer inserts each inch inside him and thrusts himself over and over. All up to the point Leon’s balls went deep inside Matthias’ anus.
Wet slapping noises had filled the room as every single movement set Matthias’ body in immense heat. When Leon’s tip ruthlessly hits his g-spot in such an aggressive manner, he lets out a loud moan, and the other wardens can hear what was going on inside the cellar.
Matthias is in a whimpering panting mess, his body is ready to collapse while his warden is still rampaging his insides. One single thought appears in the duke’s mind as he almost goes completely blank.
“ He’s rummaging in me into two pieces. This is so overbearing... .and yet ... .so degrading…I…want…”
He never wants to admit such a thing but even for a bit more, he began to give in to his liking…love of having this force of power pushed onto him so harshly but after all of this, his pride still can’t let everything slide for the sake wanting his power still intact, he needs to be in demand.…just so the general ruins him again…
“Ngh~Harder…”
“…more.”
Leon grabs the duke’s ass harder, digs his nails deeper on one hip, pulls his hair back on the other. He continues thrust inside an erotic Matthias, watching his perfect plump ass bounce and plop on his crotch. His balls slap under his perineum, blood rushes into his erection, producing precum once again, but like previous acts, Leon squeezes his shaft and blocks his tip, making Matthias moan in complete passion.
“Fuck…I want this man to make me cum sooo bad. I need to bounce on his fucking cock!”
As if Leon read his mind, he quickly pulls out and lies down in a supine position. He grabs both his hips to support his balance so he can ride on his pelvis. When he is about to insert his hole one more time, the duke inserts himself onto the captain’s dick. Groaning in pleasure, he then sensually moves his hips, up and down in a slow motion despite his legs giving in wantonness along with his entire body.
“Fine. Go on. Break me. You damn coward. I don’t care anymore if you won’t make me cum…I just hope I could get you a piece of shit like you to climax…but you’re probably too old for that are you?”
“…”
Leon is on his final straw. He digs his nails to the deepest point, marks will appear on each side of his ass. Following great force from the buckling of his hips upwards against Matthias’ back region, he hits his g-spot roughly, so hard, the duke throws his head back, causing him to see a bunch of stars in his eyes. He lets out the loudest moan from the top of his lungs.
“HHHHHUGAHHHHH~!”
“Say it then…”
“S-say what?”
“That you’re my dirty little cumslut.”
“W-what if I don’t want to~ahh~fuck!”
Slick noises filled the entire cellar and created full-blown echoes where the whole prison could hear.
“Come on, I want to hear it from your naughty voice!” Leon vigorously buckles his hips between breathless groans.
“I-I’m your dirty little cumslut…your slutty whore…your horny little f-fuck toy who can a-always u..use! I am yours Leon Winston…and forever your—ugh-AAAAAAAH~!”
“Fuck! That’s it! Good boy! You have beh-haved yourself so w-well…I will grant you a little death…you’ve earned it!
“T-thank you s-sir!”
Lots of whimpering, groaning, and erotic pleading came from the duke. The feeling has consumed his entire psyche.
“Y-yeah…that’s it! That’s my good little duke! Cum…cum for your fucking captain! Ohhh god~I wish I could get you fucking pregnant! Come on cum for me! CUM! FUCK! FUCK!”
Matthias finally reaches his climax, as bursting streaks of cum spurt out of his cock, dissolving him into full euphoria while Leon also releases true rhapsody as he fills the duke’s insides with his warm semen, making his vision fade away.
Leon collapses and pants for a moment before taking a glimpse at his new enemy with great glee and turning to his side.
“So…are you finally giving in, little prince?”
Matthias pulls Leon in for a gentle yet genuine kiss, then pushes him away.
“General or not, you’re gonna do a lot more for me to be one of your pawns. You have to be mine first.”
“This stubborn f-you know what?” Leon takes Matthias’s chin and pulls him closer in a light manner this time.
“…..…two can play this long game.”
Then he goes for another.
~~~~~
A couple of minutes passed, and the two men dressed themselves back into their respective clothes as if they had never encountered each other in the first place, or rather lived their lives normally.
“So you will actually drop the whole forgery charge, correct?”
“Of course, your highness~”
Matthias rolled his eyes but failed to hide a smile forming on his face. All he could do was simply cover it with his hand.
This man must be the worst being to ever lay upon this Earth, but he has to admit, a part of him lingers on wanting him to come back more in his life. Forget everything before, he has to make it clear he never leaves his sight, especially when he gives him such an electrifying experience that he will never forget.
Matthias hastily tugs Leon’s collar and leans his face to his. He gives him a serious expression that even frightens the captain a little bit.
“If you tell anyone anything about this, I will report you to the authorities and ruin your entire reputation.”
“Very well.”
Leon pulls Matthias’ head forward, close to his ear, and whispers seductively.
“Your secret is safe with me, my dear little duke. And if you want, I’ll be your personal bodyguard.” Leon joked.
Here he goes with that sadistic yet charming smirk. Matthias couldn’t help but blush at such a sight, he didn’t think about hiding his once again flushed face.
“Well…I’ve been a disgraceful man myself. Looks like I'll be your worst mistake you’ve ever made.”
“We’ll see how it goes, little duke.”