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The Digital Age	By : ShadowCat13 Category: Digimon > General Views: 5965 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. I do not make any money from writeing this.

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Chapter 2

Still yawning a bit, Ryan sat at the small table in the kitchen with Grapleomon’s other slaves. Like usual he’d woken up just as the sun was rising. Save for Darin, who need a bit of shaking to wake up, Greg and Kat has also woken up with rising sun.

Thanking Apemon for the cereal she put before him he picked up his spoon. The cereal was plain, without any berries or chunks of fruit in it but even still as it was warm he was glad to have it. The room he shared with the others wasn’t the warmest of rooms in the manor, so having a warm breakfast was a blessing some days.

’It would be better if there was more though.’ He thought sadly, looking at to his almost empty bowl. Finishing the last few mouthfuls he slowly got to his feet and walked over to the sink. As he drop the dishes in the water he heard the door to the kitchen open and glanced over curious to see who it was. Everyone that was supposed to be in here already was.

At first he didn’t see anyone, and wondered if maybe someone had left the room when he spotted the tufted tips of cat ears barely visible over the island counter. A moment later the calico cat digimon that was Graplemon’s steward walked into view. “Good you’re still in here.” Mikemon said walking up to the brown haired teen. “Master Grapleomon wants to see in his study.”

Nodding Ryan followed the cat out of the kitchen. He’d never been called to the study like this before so he had no idea why he was being summon and wondered if he’d done something wrong. As he walked behind the calico, he thought of how he’d still been in the suite last night when Grapleomon and Mistymon had entered the room and wondered if he was going to be punished for that. Felling nervous he paused at the doorway as Mikemon entered the room.

He’d been in here once before, the day he was brought here four years ago, and from what he remembered the room hadn’t changed much. There were still bookshelves lining the walls, a large desk on the left side of the room and a couple comfortable look arm chairs sat before it. Along a wall with a window was a long couch. On the desk was a device he thought to be a computer, but as he’d never seen one up close he wasn’t positive that’s what it was.

Sitting on the couch that Mikemon had walked up to where Grapleomon and Mystimon. Like the day before the two were wearing casual clothing. Mystimon presence surprised him as he’d been expecting his master to be alone. Was Mystimon here to watch? ’Well there’s nothing I can do about it if he is.’ The teen thought as he entered the room.

“Thanks for getting him. You can go now.” The humanoid lion told the cat. Nodding Mikemon turned and left, shutting the door behind him. Turning his full attention on the teen the lion notice how nervous Ryan was. “Relax, you’re not in any trouble.”

Looking up at his masters face Ryan nodded and visible relaxed. He still was unsure why his master had called him, but he was glad he wasn’t in any trouble.

“Mystimon requested to have you act as his personally servant during his stay.” Grapleomon said once the teen had relaxed. “I know you have no training in this, but as long as you do your best to see to Mystimon needs and follow his orders this shouldn’t be too hard. While you’re serving him, you won’t need to do any of you normal duties around the manor.”

“Yes, Sir.” Ryan said nodding in understanding, then turned to Mystimon. “I’ll do my best to see that your stay here is comfortable, my Lord.”

“Go wait outside the door for now. I’ll call you back when you’re needed.” Mystimon told him, pleased with the boy so far. Nodding Ryan left the room as he was told, shutting the door behind him.

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Once the boy was gone, Mystimon looked back at Grapleomon. “Have you had any problems with raids around here? I’ve been getting reports of WereGarururmon’s people being seen in the area.”

“No, we haven’t had any problems here, at least not yet.” Grapleomon responded. He’d gotten word of the wolf being in the area as well, and had wondered why he was here. WereGarurumon was against slavery of any kind and was known for his raids on slave camps, markets and the occasionally a slave owner. He hadn’t thought the small market they had here would be big enough to get his attention.

In some ways he sympathized with what he was trying to do. Even thought he owned a few slaves himself, he didn’t like the practice. Not that he was going to tell his lord that…

“I’ve sent out a warning to the traders and have the guards on the lookout for them.”

Nodding Mystimon ran his hand along his chin, “Good, that should do for now. It would just be a waste of time to try looking out for them there… there’s just too many places for them to hide up in the hills. I do wish I knew why he was here though.” Shaking his head he looked out a window for a bit, then changed the topic to other things, like how his friend was doing out here and things that had happened back in his capital city, Theril. They talked late into the afternoon, sending Ryan a couple times for food or drinks.

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Bored from having stood outside the study all day, Ryan was happy when the door opened and Grapleomon and Mystimon came out.

Glancing at the boy Mystimon waved down the hall. “Go down to the kitchen and get something to eat. Once you’re done, head to my rooms and wait for me there.”

Nodding he headed the down the hall in the opposite direction the two digimon went. Once he arrived at the kitchen he looked around at all the busy activity. It looked like the kitchen servants where taking Grapleomons and Mystimons dinners to the dining hall. Normally he’d have eaten later, after the main meal was over. But he’d been told to eat now so he went up the one of the least busy looking cooks under Apemon.

“Lord Mystimon sent me to get something to eat.” The cook looked annoyed at being bothered but decided the boy wasn’t stupid enough to come asking for food unless he really had been told to. Grabbing a plate he put some of the left over’s that weren’t sent to the dining hall on it then handed it and some water to the boy and shooed him into a corner.

Sitting down were he’d be out of the way, he happily started eating the food he’d been given. Normally the other servants got first dibs so he rarely got food this good. Knowing Mystimon should be in the dining hall for a while he took his time to eat. Once he’d finally finished he put his dishes with the other dirty things and headed up to the suite of rooms like he’d been told to do.

While he waited for Mystimon to arrive he sat before the fireplace wanting to get off his feet for a while as he’d been standing most of the day. When he heard the door start to open he got to his feet and turned to face Mystimon as he entered.

Mystimon was pleased to see Ryan waiting for him as he’d been ordered to do, though not surprised as Grapleomon had told him he’d never had a problem with the boy not doing exactly as he was told. “Go get my bath started. I like it hot.”

Nodding Ryan crossed through the sitting room into the large bedroom. Not pausing to look at the large fancy bed or furniture he went to the door that lead to the bathroom. Like the previous rooms this room too was fancy. The floor and walls where covered in earthy tan and brown tiles and the large tub had decorated legs. Even the sink and toilet were better looking than most in the manor.

Putting the plug in the tub Ryan started the water. Mystimon entered the room shortly after and started to undress. Nudity didn’t really bother him much, not after having to publicly wash with the rest of Grapleomon’s servants for the past four years, but he was a little uncomfortable that the digimon hadn’t waited till he was gone… Once the tub was full enough he shut off the flow of water and started for the door into the bedroom.

“Where are you going? I don’t remember saying you were dismissed yet.”

Stopping in his tracks Ryan turn back around, “I’m sorry my Lord. I didn’t realize you still needed me.”

“I want you to help wash me. I prefer to have some else do my hair and back.” As the teen returned to the side of the tube, Mystimon finished removing his clothing. As he stepped into the water Ryan couldn’t help but notice how much he looked like a tall lightly muscled human. If it wasn’t for the shape of his eye and ears, his orange blond long hair and the blue marks on his face and body he could pass as one. “Hmm, you got the temperature just right. Take your shirt off so it doesn’t get wet.”

Nodding Ryan pulled the light tan shirt over his hand and put it aside. Moving behind Mystimon he wondered if he wanted him to start washing him now, and just what to do. “Lord Mystimon do you want me to start now? With your hair?”

“Yes. Use the shampoo in that bottle.” He replied motioning toward a bottle with a light blue shampoo in it by the sink. Hurrying over he grabbed it along with the bottle next to it and a bar of soap after Mystimon said to bring them as well. Handing the elf like digimon the bar of soap when he indicated he wanted it Ryan set the two bottles down next to him.

Picking up the sprayer he wetted Mystimon’s hair, then squirted some of the shampoo into his hand and started working it into the long orangish blond hair. While he worked on his hair Mystimon started washing what he could of himself while sitting in a tub full of water. Once it was thoroughly worked in he paused. “Should I leave it in or rinse it now?”

“Leave it in. Pile it up and used this on my back.” He said passing the bar of soap to him once his hair was up. Taking it Ryan started washing his back. “Massage as you wash.”

“Yes sir.” Gently at first then more firmly as he felt Mystimon relax he massaged the digimon’s back and shoulders as he washed.

“Hmm…you’re not bad at this.”

“I learned when I was younger… I often would massage my mother’s shoulders for her.” He told him as he continued to work at the muscles. After about 10 minutes Mystimon pulled the drain to the tub and then gestured for the soap. As the dirty water drained he washed the rest of himself.

After using the sprayer to rinse his body and hair he sat back down. “Work a little of the conditioner in.”

Nodding Ryan picked up the second bottle and put a little on his hand. Leaning forward he worked it into the digimon’s hair as well then sat back.

“Put the bottles and soap back on the counter then grab me a couple towels.” As the boy grabbed the items and took them over to counter, Mystimon watched him, eyeing his tanned and lightly muscled chest and arms. When he returned with the towels he was tempted to reach out and touch him, but restrained himself.

Taking a towel Mystimon quickly dried himself off then wrapped the towel around his waist, hiding his slowly hardening penis from sight. After that he took the other towel and started to dry his hair with it. Once most of the water was out of his hair and it was just damp he tossed the towel in a hamper and motioned Ryan to follow him into the next room. When the boy started for the shirt he’d taken off Mystimon stopped him. “Just leave it.”

“Yes Sir.” Ryan wondered why the digimon told him not to get it, but didn’t ask. Instead he followed the digimon into the bedroom. Standing a few feet for the large bed, he watched the elf like digimon lay back against the pillows on the bed.

“Come join me on the bed. I’ve need of you.” Mystimon said to the teenage boy after he just stood there wondering what to do.

“Sir?” Ryan asked unsure of what he meant. He climbed up onto the bed though and sat before the digimon feeling uneasy about the whole thing.

’Does he really not understand? Maybe he doesn’t… GrapLeomon never was interested in his slaves that way.’ Sitting up on his elbow he pointed down at the slight bulge under the towel. “I want you to give me a blow job.”

Eyes widening he looked at where Mystimon was pointing. As he looked he thought the bulge got more noticeable. “A... a blow job…?”

“Yes a blow job. Your to see to my needs right? Well this is one of them.” Sitting up fully he reach forward and grabbed a hold of Ryan’s arm and pulled him down between his legs. Feeling the teen shaking slightly he let go of his arm and gently ran a hand thought his near light brown hair. It was around three or so inches long. “It’s not that difficult. Just massage my sack with your hands while you suck.”

“I… please don’t make me do this…” Ryan begged. He knew as a slave he had to do as he was told… but this… he didn’t know if he could. He had heard tell of sex slaves while he was at the market and had been scared he might end up with someone would use him this way, but after being bought by Grapleomon and it never happening he’d stopped worrying about it.

“You’ll please me even if I do have to make you.” Mystimon warned him. “Now get to it before I decide you’ll need to be disciplined for not doing as you’re told.”

His mouth dry and feeling a bit sick Ryan nod. He didn’t doubt that he’d force him and punish him as well. Reaching for the towel he pulled it away to reveal the digimon’s hard penis. Laying down on his stomach between the digimon’s legs he slowly reached his shaking hands forward. As they bushed along the shaft, Mystimon let out a small sound of pleasure and lay back on the pillows.

Remembering he’d said something about his sack, Ryan moved one of his hands down to his balls and he started gently massaging them. “Good, just like that.” Mystimon told him sounding a bit husky. “Now use your mouth.”

Wishing he did have to do this, or at least could use just his hands, Ryan opened his mouth and took the head into his mouth like he’d be told. Closing his eyes so he wouldn’t have to see what he was doing, he slid more in and started sucking lightly. He wasn’t sure what else to do though.

“Come on… Try harder than that.” Mystimon told him, clearly not pleased with Ryan’s performance. “Bob up and down. Try moving your tongue too.” To ensure he understood what he wanted he grabbed his hair and pushed him down then pulled him back up.

Ryan winced slightly as the grip the elf had on him was hurting a little, but didn’t try to pull away. Instead he focused on not gagging while he tried to do as the elf wanted. Not really sure what to do with his tongue he just tired moving it around the shaft as much as he could while he bobbed. Mystimon let go of his hair, though his hand stayed on his head, so he took that as a sign he was doing it right.

After a bit Mystimon‘s breathing started to come in rough pants and a light sweat broke out across his skin. The blue marks seemed to really stand out on this hot flushed body. As he got closer to climaxing he started to buck a bit and he grabbed a hold of his hair again to keep him in place. As he came the elf thrust in as far as he could go, hitting the back of the teen’s throat.

Choking and coughing, Ryan tried to jerk his head back so he could breathe, but Mystimon’s hand held him in place as his cock pumped all his seed out. When Mystimon finally let go of his hair and he could pull away, he sat up putting a hand over his mouth to keep from coughing the gooey stuff all over the bed. He wanted to get up and run to the bathroom but stayed where he was. After a moment he looked up at Mistymon to find the digimon had been watching him, his face unreadable.

After a moment he motioned for him to go to the bathroom. Thankful, Ryan hurried off the bed and into the bathroom. Bending over the sink he spat the digimons sperm out then turned on the warm water. Cupping some in his hands he used it to rinse his mouth out. A number of times. While the taste wasn’t revolting, he didn’t like it.

Once he had gotten the taste out as well as he could he washed his face too before turning off the water. Before he returned he looked into the mirror. He looked clean, but he still felt dirty. Shaking his head he started back.

As he walked back over to the bed he saw that Mystimon had clean himself off with the towel, but was still laying on the bed naked. Feeling the digimon’s eyes on him again he paused next to the bed not sure what to do now. “Do… do you need anything else?” After a few more minutes when Mystimon still hadn’t said anything he asked. “Can I leave now?”

“I thought you’d been a slave long enough to know better then ask when you where done and could leave. Slaves should wait quietly for their next orders.” Mystimon told him, his expression never changing.

“I’m sorry. I won’t ask a second time, Lord Mystimon.” Ryan said dropping his eyes to the floor. As he looked at the plush rug he was standing on he wondered how long he’d be left waiting for an order or a dismissal.

“Go. Grab your shirt and leave.” Nodding he hurried back into the bathroom for the shirt. Want to hurry and leave he just grabbed it and returned to the bedroom. As he crossed that room to the sitting room he looked toward the bed. Mystimon hadn’t moved and said nothing as he left, but as he was half way through the last room he heard him call out, “Be back here at Dawn.”

“Yes sir.” He said loud enough so the digimon would hear him. Once he was out in the hallway, he paused to slip on his shirt then hurried down to the slave courters. When he arrived all the others were already there and still up.

“So enjoying your new job?” Darin asked sound more annoyed then he normally did. “It must be nice standing around all day doing nothing while the rest of us do your normal work.”

“Shut up!” Ryan snapped at him surprising everyone, himself included. Eyes wide as he hadn’t been expecting a reaction like that Darin closed his mouth.

“Is everything ok? It’s not like you to yell like that.” Kat asked, getting up and going over to him. Greg too was looking at him with concern.

“I’m fine… I just need to sleep. Standing around doing nothing is more tiring then it looks.” Getting out his sleeping mat he laid it out then curled up into a ball with his blanket covering him on it. When Kat still didn’t go back to her mat he uncurled and turned to look at her. “Really I’m fine. Don’t worry about me, I’m sure once I get some sleep I’ll be my normal self.”

Nodding she left him and laid back down. Ryan wasn’t sure why he didn’t want to tell them about what happened with Mystimon. He’d known Greg and Kat for the past four years, and knew they’d wouldn’t look down on him for what he’d been made to do… but still couldn’t bring himself to tell them.

'It doesn’t matter… I can forget about it once he leaves.' He told himself as he curled back up into a ball again.
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