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The Digital Age	By : ShadowCat13 Category: Digimon > General Views: 5965 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3

Over the next week Ryan found acting as Mystimon’s personal servant to be fairly simple. Like on the first day he mostly just stood out in the hall waiting to be called on to do something, though now and then they went elsewhere then the study to talk and during those times he could hear what they said. Most of what they talked about seemed to be about some digimon they were worried about. He’d heard of WereGarurumon before so he found it somewhat interesting. There was no way he’d say it out loud but he hoped the digimon remained elusive.

While he found the day often to be slow and boring, the evenings were a different story. Each night Mystimon asked him to fill his tub and then help wash him. After that he’d normally made the boy pleasure him again. He’d sent him away without making him give him oral a couple times but still he was starting to really dread going into Mystimon’s rooms in the evenings.

The others noticed that his mood hadn’t seemed to get better, even Darin who normally only seemed to care about himself noticed, and asked what was wrong with him. He just told them that it was nothing each time they asked. He knew they couldn’t do anything to stop it and didn’t want to make them upset, even though not saying anything was doing that.

As he stood outside of Grapleomon’s study on the eighth day of Mystimon’s stay, Mikemon come and knocked on the door. It was nothing out of the ordinary as the calico often came to give the lion reports though out the day.

As Mikemon was told to enter Kat came down the hall. Slowing down she gave him a look that said he could come talk to her anytime. Returning her gaze he gave her a smile and after a moment she turned away and continued to where she was going. He knew she meant well, but he was getting a little tired of her popping up. He know why she was but he’d have hoped she’d let him come to her on his own if he wanted to talk.

Sighing he leaned back against the wall, ’Maybe I should just tell them…’ He didn’t think she’d stop popping if he did though. More likely than not she’d just end up checking in on him even more if she knew… ’Why am I keeping it a secret though?’ He wondered not for the first time. Was it because of the shame he felt every time he thought about what he was forced to do? He didn’t want to admit it but part of him deep down was afraid of them thinking he was dirty. He kept telling himself they wouldn’t but the fear still persisted in the corner of his mind.

Hearing the door next to him open he pushed the thoughts aside and turned to face the door. Mystimon and Grapleomon come out followed by Mikemon. The two seemed to be upset about something, and Ryan wondered if Mikemon had brought them bad news. Mystimon hurried past him without even looking at him, but Graplemon paused for a moment before him. “We’re going to be gone for a few days, till we're back return to your normal duties.”

Nodding he watched them go, wondering what was up. Figuring he’d learn soon enough if it was something big he looked over at Mikemon who was still with him.

“I don’t think Darin has gotten much of your house work done yet. Go find him and let him know you’ll finish it. He should been on the second floor right now.” Mikemon told him. After he’d nodded in understanding the calico hurried down the hall the way Grapleomon and Mystimon had gone before.

He watched him leave for a moment then headed for the servants passage as that would be the fastest way upstairs from where he was.

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Grapleomon and Mystimon were gone for a little over four days. During that time he learned that WereGarurumon had attack a trading town about a day’s journey west of the Manor. As it was in the territory Grapleomon looked over he was duty bound to go with Mystimon to go see what had happened. He heard plenty of rumors and tales around the manor and town while his master was gone. From just the slaves being freed, to the whole town being sacked and burned to the ground. He found the latter hard to believe. He’d never heard anything to make him think the werewolf would do something like that.

It was evening when the two returned. They were both in their armor and weren’t alone. When Mystimon had first come he’d arrived with a guard. They’d stayed in the nearby town. Tonight though the 20 digimon camped out in one of Grapleomon’s fields. A couple did come stay in the house as well though, Strikedramon and Galgomon. He’s seen Strikedramon once before as he’d come to see Mistymon but this was the first time he’s seen Galgomon.

Noticing him along the servants that had come to greet them, Mystimon caught his eye then made a small motion with his hand in the direction of his rooms. Guessing what the digimon wanted he slipped way and hurried thought the servants passageways to his rooms. Entering the suite he hurried though the sitting and sleeping areas, his eyes avoiding the bed he’d started to hate and entered the bathroom.

Placing the plug in the tub he turned on the water. After making sure it was the temperature Mystimon liked he pulled his shirt off and grabbed the items they’d need, like a couple towels that he set near the tub and his soaps, and then waited for the digimon. A few minutes later the elf like digimon arrived as he was turning off the faucet and smiled at the sight of the waiting water. “Help me get this armor off.”

Nodding Ryan moved to his side followed the digimons instructions on which claps and buckles to undo and when. Soon all the armor was lying in a neat pile on the tiled floor. “There’s a shelf for the armor in the wardrobe. Think you can put it away for me?” Mystimon asked the light brown haired boy.

“Yes sir.”Ryan nodded. When the elf like digimon waved for him to start then and stepped into the tub, Ryan picked up the breastplate and hurried into the other room.

It took him a few minutes to get it all in the wardrobe, but Mystimon didn’t mind. As he waited for the boy to finish he sank down into the water and let it relax his tired and sore muscles. He relaxed so much that at first he didn’t notice when Ryan finished and came over to stand by the tub. When he did notice the boy he sat up and motioned for him to start washing his hair.

Picking up the sprayer Ryan got to work. He wetted the hair then gently worked the shampoo in. Once he was done he piled it up then took the bar of soup and got to work on his back. Feeling the knots in the digimon’s muscles he got to work massaging them out without need to be told to do so. Hearing the digimon sigh in relief he increased the pressure a little.

Hoping the elf digimon was relaxed enough and wouldn’t mind him asking questions he spoke up as he continued to kneed the digimons back. “Is it true that a town was attacked by WereGarurumon? There’s an Agumon in town that’s telling everyone the place has been burned to the ground and that we’ll be next.”

“I don’t know how it got into the lizards head that the place was burned down, there wasn’t any fires for one thing. ”The elf digimon murmured shaking his head. “There was actually very little damage done, but yes it was the werewolf. He got the city guards running around in a wild goose chase after that black Renamon that’s with him. Keep working that spot.” He sighed as Ryan’s fingers found a new knot. After a moment he went on. “While they were busy chasing after him, the rest of wolfs group raided the building the slaves for sell where housed in and freed them.”

He nodded even though the digimon wouldn’t be able to see him do so. He wondered what the werewolf was doing now. Had they taken off after the raid? “Are they still in the area? Did you go look for them?”

“We’re not sure, but I think so.” The digimon murmured. “Enough chatter though… Slaves don’t need to be asking there betters about things that don’t concern them.” Clamping his mouth shut Ryan turned his full focus on massaging the digimon.

Mystimon would have loved to just sit there and let the boy work on his shoulders and back all night but eventually he pulled the plug free then stood up and washing himself. After thoroughly rinsing himself off he let Ryan work a little conditioner into his orangish-blond hair, then stepped out of the tub. Picking up the towel he started to pat himself dry as he watched the teen put the bottles and soap away.

Once he felt dry enough he wrapped the towel around his waist and picked out the second towel and used to dry his hair. When his long hair just felt a little damp he let Ryan work a comb through it. He didn’t want it to become tangled mess like it had the first night when he’d been too eager for the boy and skipped combing it. He wanted the teen just as much now but the mess really had been a pain to fix, so he forced himself to wait.

Once Ryan was done Mystimon grabbed his arm and pulled him into the next room. As they neared the bed he could tell the boy had tensed up a little but didn’t much care. Whether a slave enjoyed pleasing him or not matter little to him. Pulling the teen onto the bed with him he laid back and pushed him down between his legs.

Wishing he could get up and run out the door, Ryan instead reached for the towel cover the elf like digimon’s penis with slightly trembling hands. If he wasn’t so afraid of angering the digimon he may have squeezed his balls as hard as he could then ran. ’I hate this… I really really hate having to do this.’

Thinking about how he didn’t want to do this didn’t help any unfortunately. Taking a hold of the length he bent down and took in a good portion of it in his mouth. Wanting it over as soon as possible he rubbed and massaged his balls with his hands as Mystimon seemed to really love them being played with, while he slowly bobbed up and down.

He wouldn’t call himself an expert or even good at doing this, but he’d learned what to do and where Mystimon like being touch the other times he been forced to do this. One of the things he though helped was moving his tongue around so while it was awkward he did just that.

Felling a hand grasp his hair after a few minutes he opened his mouth wider knowing the digimon was likely going to pull his head down or trust in soon. He could tell the digimon was getting close to climaxing by how he was bucking lightly and from how his breathing had become heavy and rugged. Now and then he groaned or let out a soft moan.

And sure enough he was pulled down till most of the digimon’s penis was in his mouth. He was grateful the digimon hadn’t gone deeper. He pushed it down his throat once before and it had caused his to choke even more then he had the first night and he’d though he was going to pass out. He really didn’t want to go through that again. He still wasn’t fully ok with it being this far in, he didn’t want it in his mouth at all, but at least he wouldn’t start choking and could breathe through his noise as long as he didn’t panic and start gagging.

The elf like digimon bucked once more then his whole body tensed, shooting his seed into the teen’s mouth. After his cock softened he pull out of Ryan’s mouth bit didn’t let go of his hair.

Realizing he wasn’t going to let him spit it out this time he did his best to swallow the sperm. It feel a bit sticky to him he repeatedly swallowed trying to get it out of his mouth. When his hair was finally released he picked up the towel and cleaned off Mystimon then looked up at him for orders. He normal told him to leave after a few minutes, but once hadn’t told him to do anything for half the night, before sending him away. Looking down at the incapacitated digimon he wondered how it would be tonight. After about ten or so minutes the digimon’s arm rose and he grabbed a hold of the boy, then pulled him down next to him.

Not having been expecting it at all, Ryan let out a surprised yelp as he landed on the bed next to the digimon. He felt one of the digimon’s hands run over his waist and chest. He tried to move away but before he could get up strong hands grabbed him and pulled him back. Part of him knew he shouldn’t fight him off and just let him do what he want as he couldn’t stop him and might be punished for struggling, but couldn’t help it.

Realizing Mystimon likely wanted more from him then just oral, made him feel ill and he just wanted to get away. Pushing against his chest he tried to push him way. The digimon was too strong for him though and he couldn’t even get him to budge.

After a moment his hands where pulled above his head and held there in one of Mystimon hands. His other returned to running across his body. When the hand slipped under his pants he started to struggle harder. “Stop! Don’t… don’t touch me there.”

His words had little or no affect on the elf. His hand kept stroking the teenage boys manhood. After a few minutes the digimon removed his hand and relief ran though Ryan. It was short lived though as the digimon took a hold of his pants and started pulling them off. “No! Don’t… please stop.” He begged. Mystimon didn’t stop though, so he kicked out at him trying to get him to stop.

For that he got a cuff to the head and his pants and underwear removed any way. To keep him for kicking again the elf moving so he was laying top of him, his legs over his and pinning them down. He still had a hold of his one of his wrists as well but he’d had to let go of the other.

Not quiet glaring, but clearly unhappy with him Ryan looked up at the elf. He thought of using his free hand to hit him, but Ryan felt he’d get more than a light hit to the side of his head this time. Instead he started to move around the best he could, trying to get out for under him, but stopped quickly as he didn’t like how moving like that felt… As he moved his penis keep rubbed between them. Frustrated he pressed the palm of his free hand against the digimon and tired to push him off.

Propped up on one elbow, Mystimon watch the boy as he struggled. “Fight me if you want but it’ll make no difference. You’ll just wear yourself out.” Mystimon told him then he bent to kiss the struggling teen.

Ryan tried to turn his head to stop him, but Mystimon just made an annoyed sound and letting go of his other hand and pulled his head back, kissing more aggressively. Closing his eyes he stopped resisting as it was doing no good and just hope the digimon would stop soon. After bit the elf digimon ended the kiss and moved to his throat. He started to lick and suck there for a bit. If kind of felt good and it upset him.

“Stop. Please!” Ryan begged as he tried to fight the feelings running though his body. He didn’t want to react to what was being done to him. If felt wrong to when he wasn’t doing his willingly. So he used his arms to push at the digimons chest again. He was beginning to tire now from all he struggling he’d done before.

Noticing that he was tiring, Mystimon stopped kissing his neck and sat so he was straddling him. “See I told you you’d just get worn out.”

Letting his arms fall to his side Ryan looked away for the Elf and didn’t respond.

Shaking his head Mystimon ran his hand over the teens stomach one last time them moved off him. “Go.”

Hurrying in case the digimon changed his mind; Ryan got to his hands and knees then crawled cross the large soft bed to where Mystimon had tossed his pants and underwear. He quickly pulled them on and covered his somewhat erect penis. He was embarrassed and a bit ashamed he been effected by what the elf had done and hoped it would go back to normal soon. Climbing off the bed he thought of just leaving his shirt so he could get out of her faster, but decided the questions that would be asked weren’t worth it.

Hurrying into the room he grabbed it then while pulling it on over his head. As he entered the bedroom once more Mystimon called to him he passed the bed. “Come straight here in the morning.”

“Yes… sir.” He said pausing to look back at the digimon. He said nothing more though so he quickly left.

On his way back to the slave courters he started to feel sick to his stomach. Turning down a side passageway he ran to the servant bathroom, arriving just in time. After flipping on the light he fell to his knees before one of the open toilets he started to vomit, clenching the rim till his knuckles were white. Once his stomach no longer felt like it wanted to be outside of his body and the gut renching cramps ended he sat up and nearly jumped out his skin when a hand touched his shoulder.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” The older dark brown haired man said as Ryan’s head spun around. Seeing it was just Greg he calmed down. “I’d been heading to our room when I saw the light and heard someone hacking their guts up.” Looking closer at the boys face he frowned. “Are you ok? Even for having just hurled you look awful.” When Ryan just turned away and looked at the ground, he decided they weren’t leaving the bathroom till he knew what was wrong with the boy. His behavior had just been strange sense Mystimon had arrived. Thinking about their Lord, he remembered some rumors he’d heard about him. About how he liked boys in here late teens and being 18 Ryan fit perfectly into that age group.

“Has… has Lord Mystimon done anything to you?” He asked kneeling down next to the boy. When he flinched away from his touch as he tried putting his hand on his shoulder again he knew the digimon had done something. Even when angry or upset in the past he’d never tried to avoid contact with others in the four years he’d know him. “Tell me what he did. Keeping it bottled up inside will only make it worse.”

Nodding h e finally told him what had been going on, “He’s been making me give him… a blowjob most nights after he bathes. He also makes me help wash him. That’s not so bad as I’m used to seeing others naked in the showers.” Pausing he looked up at Greg. He didn’t want to go on but also felt a little better for having finally told some. After a moment he took a deep breath then went continued. “Tonight after he made me give him another blowjob he pulled me down onto the bed next him. He… pulled off my pants and then started touching and kissing me.”

Feeling anger over what the digimon had been doing to the boy Greg wanted to storm up to the suite and beat the crap out of the elven digimon. But that would have been suicide… and wouldn’t have helped the boy any. Clenching his fist he tired to think of something he could do to protect the light brown hair boy that he considered to be family now. Grapleomon had to have known about Mystimon like of boys when he agreed to let him use Ryan as a personal slave, so going to him wasn’t likely to do any good. And trying to hide the boy till Mystimon left wasn’t an option either. Letting out a sound of frustration he looked back at the boy. It hurt him knowing there wasn’t really anything he could do. He truly hated that he and Ryan where slaves right now.

Sighing Greg pulled the boy into a tight hug. “I wish there was something I could do to help you.” He said in an emotionally ruff voice. After a few moments he felt Ryan relax into the embrace a bit.

“I know…” Ryan agreed then pulled free of the hug. “Thank you. You were right, I do feel a little better now that someone knows.”

Getting up Greg pulled the teen to his feet, “Come on, let’s go to our room. I don’t know about you but I think our mats are more comfortable then the hard floor in here.”

~~~

After a few hours of sleep Ryan woke a little before Dawn like normal. Not waiting for the others to get up he left the room to go to Mystimon’s suite as he’d been told to. On the way he stopped in servant’s bath room to relieve himself. Before leaving wash his face and fixed his hair a little. He’d have liked to take a quick shower, but knew couldn’t. Not if he didn’t want to be late. And even if he felt filthy he knew he wasn’t very dirty as he’d had time to clean up yesterday after chopping wood.

Arriving before the dreaded doors he paused wondering what the digimon would do if he didn’t show up. Deciding he really didn’t want to find out he knocked lightly then entered. The sitting room as empty but when he headed to the sleeping chamber he saw that the elf digimon was standing naked before the wardrobe looking at his clothing. Turning his head he looked at the light brown haired boy then waved him over before looking back at the cloths.

At first Ryan stayed where he was in the doorway, not wanting to be near the digimon while he was unclothed. But eventually the fear of being punished for not obeying got his legs moving. Mistymon didn’t seem to have noticed that he hadn’t immediately come over. After a few minutes he pulled out a purplish-blue outfit and took it over to the bed. Hurrying over Ryan picked up a piece of the clothing and started helping him dress. This was something else he’d learned to do over the time he’d been serving the digimon. For the most part Mystimon dressed himself but he did want the boys help with a few things. Like putting on socks… Ryan thought maybe he just liked to have others kneeling before him.

One of the kitchen servants brought up a large tray of food for Mistymon while he was dressing and Mystimon motioned for her to set it on table. Once he was finished getting dressed, Mystimon walked over to the small table. He looked at the food for a moment then sat down and started to eat. Staying where he was by the bed, Ryan tried not to watch the digimon eat and ignore his own hungry stomach.

After a while Mystimon stood and looked over at the teen. “You can have the rest. When you’re done take it to the kitchen. Come find me after that, I’ll likely be with Grapleomon in his study.”

“Yes sir.” Ryan told the digimon as he left, and then approached the table. He didn’t want to eat the digimon’s left over’s but he ‘was’ hungry and knew breakfast was over down in the kitchen. If he didn’t eat what the digimon left for him he’d go hungry till dinner. Reaching for one of the remaining pieces of toast he started eating.

When he’d finished eating Ryan picked up the tray and hurried down to the kitchen to drop it off as he’d been told too. After that he hurried down the hall to the study. When he arrived the door was slightly ajar and he could hear Mystimon and Grapleomon talking.

“…thought about it?”

“Yes…”

“And?”

“I still haven’t decided.”

“Would me paying you double what you paid for Ryan help you make up your mind? I’d even… ”

’What! Mystimon wants to buy me!?’ Ryan suddenly felt cold. Having to serve him while he visited was bad enough, he didn’t want to think of what life would be like if the elf digimon owned him… He had a feeling the only reason the elf hadn’t done more night was that he didn’t want to go too far with someone else’s slave. ‘If he owns me…’

’There’s no way… Grapleomon wouldn’t… he just wouldn’t… ’ He thought desperately and turned his attention back on what they were saying.

“Couldn’t we just go to a slave market and find you a new slave there.” He heard Grapleomon ask and felt bit relieved.

“No, I don’t just want a new slave. I want him. He’s caught my eye.” Mystimon replied, not sounding happy Grapleomon wasn’t giving in as he wanted.

It went quiet after that and he hoped that meant the talk about selling him was over, hopefully for good, and he leaned back against the wall. It wasn’t over though, Grapleomon was watching his friend and trying to decide what to do. He didn’t like either choice he had. He didn’t want to sell Ryan but neither did he want his friend angry with him over it. He held grudges for way to long and could be spiteful… Sighing he said, “Alright. I’ll sell him to you.”

Hearing Grapleomon say those words Ryan legs started to tremble and felt week in the knees. Leaning against the wall he zoned out the voices still coming from the room. ’This can’t be happening… Hadn’t he turned him down? There close friends so he has to know why Mystimon’s wants me… why… why would he?!’

Pushing himself away from the wall he hurried toward the back door. He didn’t care that the punishment for the first attempt to run was a flogging or worse. He just couldn’t stay here and be given to that perverted monster.

As he hurried through the house a few people wondered where he was going, but no questioned him, figuring he was doing something for Mystimon. Once he got out back he hurry along the right side of the house and headed for the apple orchard. He hoped if anyone saw him they’d think he was picking apples, and not think about how they weren’t in season yet.

After crossing the orchard he ran across some open fields till he reached a road. Now that he was a good distance for the manor he slowed down to so he could catch his breath. If he stayed on the road he’d eventually end up in the town that had been raided. He didn’t want to go there though so left the road after a while. Anyway they’d likely send someone down the roads looking for him. Instead he started walking in the direction of the hills.

After a few hours of walking his stomach was demanding food, and he was starting wish thought a bit before running. He wasn't sure how he'd have gotten it without being caught, but food would have been nice. As would something to keep him warm and dry… He kept walking though. He was too afraid to go back.

As the sun started to fall later that evening he was beginning to think that maybe, just maybe he’d get away when he heard a howl. Freezing where he stood he turned to look back behind him. A minute or so later he heard the howl again accompanied by the sound of thundering hoof beats.

~~~

AN-

I decided I should mention some things about digimon.

Unlike in some of the shows THEY ARE NOT HUGE. At the <b>most</b> a Greymon would be 17ft tall, and that would only be one that had been evolved for years and has grown to it max size. And human like digimon will be human sized in height. None would be much taller than 8ft in height, most aren’t that tall though. Mystimon’s about 7ft being close to a foot taller than Ryan. Grapleomon’s a few inches shorter then Mistymon.

Also most digimon are at child or adult level. Only those that are strong and lucky have made it to perfect. I don’t see the level being something any average digi can reach. Same with Ultimate digimon. Even in the digital world only a hand full of digi’s have made it that far.
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