The Royal Slave

Warning!! This story contains a lot of angst and nastiness, if you really
don't like that sort of thing you may want to skip this story. Because of the
dark content of this story please do not read this if you are under aged.

A huge thank you to my beta readers Bearilou and Angue for there help and
encouragement!!

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Over The Last Threshold

Chihaya stood in the light streaming into the hallway from the royal garden.
It was a lovely day. The golden glow illuminated the petite slave, casting
lavender
highlights over his jewel like amethyst eyes and the dark silky strands of
his hair.

"Chihaya," a voice whispered from the garden.

Wrinkling his nose in an adorably cute way that roiled Adam's stomach,
Chihaya frowned at the patch of garden he could see.

There didn't sto bto be anyone out in the garden. Still it would be impolite
for someone as lowly as a slave not to respond to his superiors. "Hello? Is
someone there?"

"Come into the garden, Chihaya."

'So I wasn't imagining it. I wonder who it could be.' Curious, Chihaya
stepped out into the garden, closing his eyes against the light that
temporarily blinded
him. Hearing a sound, he turned to face it as something soft covered his
mouth and nose. A sweet scent that made his head spin filled his lugs as he
inadvertently breathed in the fumes of whatever was on the cloth covering his
face. His heart skipped a beat as his vision cleared, revealing the
ex-servant's face glaring at him, ugly with hatred. Feeling his body going
limp, he tried to push away from Adam, his heart felt like it might pound
itself to pieces with fear. Arms curled around
Chihaya, lifting his body off the ground as darkness enfolded him.

Dark lashes fluttered together as the royal slave's violet eyes rolled back,
exposing the whites briefly before closing. Adam grinned wickedly at the
apparently peacefully sleeping slave. "Now you are going to pay for taking
what was rightfully mine. I am
going to take my payment from your flesh. But first I am going to have a
little fun. I have been told that the Royal Slaves are fine pleasure givers
in the realm." Chuckling darkly, the ex-servant pressed his lips against
Chihaya's lax mouth. Shifting his grip on the slender man, Adam carried his
captive to the greenhouse.

The greenhouse was on the far end of the garden, secluded behind a half wall
and a large section of hedge so that blended seamlessly into the garden. Only
the gardeners ever entered it. Since this garden was his responsibility, only
he and the head gardener had a key to the door.

"I'm sorry, I guess I should be more careful shouldn't I?" Adam apologized to
the unconscious slave, not sounding sorry at all after accidentally striking
the
lolling head against the doorframe.

The fragrance of soil and growing things permeated the green filled room.
Laying his burden down none too gently in a clear spot on the tile floor,
Adam walked back through the rows of potted plants that ran the length of the
greenhouse
to lock the door. It wo huo humid, a haze of water vapor hung in the warm
bright air, making Adam feel like he had entered a jungle. He had to step
carefully
over several long vines that crept stubbornly out into the path.

Anticipation flowed through the ex-servant's veins as he brushed past the
broad leaves jutting out into the path. The greenery would hide the open
workspace in the back of the greenhouse, as well as dampen any sounds that
might escape from the slave. With the hedge in front of the greenhouse, it
was unlikely that anyone in the garden or the hallway would be able to hear
anything that happened in the
greenhouse.

Visions of pain and fear crowded Adam's mind twisting his lips into a savage
smile. Kneeling down beside Chihaya, he fingered fine silk tunic. "No slave
should wear
such garments," he sneered.

The clasp holding the tunic closed snapped off as Adam gave the pale green
garment a sharp tug. The silk tunic slid off the slave's body with a soft
hiss, revealing a dusky chest. Using garden shears, Adam cut away the
matching undergarment leaving Chihaya completely exposed on the cold tile
floor.

Thoughtfully caressing the stout rope he had bought from the market square
the day before, Adam bent to tie the end securely around Chihaya's right
wrist. Throwing the other end of the rope over the metal frame of the green
house, he hoisted the slender slave into the air. Adam savored the way the
slave's delicate body dangled helplessly from the ceiling, like a fish on a
hook.

Tying a second rope around the slave's left wrist, he pulled it tight.
Spreading Chihaya's arms apart as far as they would go, he secured the other
end of the rope
to the greenhouse frame some distance from the first rope.

A crooked smile twisted Adam's features as a crazed light burned in his eyes.
"There is no escape for you this time pretty little whore. The prince won't
expect you back right away so we have plenty of time to get to know each
other."

With a menacing laugh, Adam knelt down on the tiled floor near the ropes he
had already secured to the hooks of the pulley system that ran along the
floor.
While the hooks normally allowed fertilizer, soil and the like to be easily
transported throughout the greenhouse, they would quite adequately serve his
needs as well.

Yanking Chihaya's leg to the side, he affixed the rope to the slender ankle
enthusiastically. Adam could barely contain his excitement, only one more leg
to
secure and he would have satisfaction for all the humiliation and pain he had
suffered at this slave's hands.

Adam fastened theal ral rope to Chihaya's wide spread legs with trembling
fingers. "I've waited so long for this, I can't believe it's almost time."

Sitting back to appraise his handy work, Adam licked his lips as his eyes
devoured the fragile form suspended mid air like a fly caught in a web.

Pushing himself up, he caught Chihaya by the chin and lifted the dark head up
to the light. With his free hand, Adam waved some smelling salts under the
brunette's nose. "Time to wake up."

Chihaya's head lifted part way from where it had been resting against his
chest. The thick black lashes parted, revealing sleepy amethysts. The
grogginess transmuted into confusion swiftly followed by fear.

Adam stood by gleefully watching the changing emotions flicker across the
slave's face. "It seems you remember me. The one whom you so callously
replaced."

"Servant Adam." The look in the ex servant's eyes sent chills down Chihaya's
spine. Afraid, he tested the ropes, pulling on them with all the strength he
could muster. Chihaya's unsuccessful attempt was halted abruptly as Adam's
hand crashed into the side of his face.

"Thanks to you, I am not a servant any longer." Adam hissed through clenched
teeth. Grabbing Chihaya by the hair, he viciously pulled the slave's head
back to
emphasize his control. "You will call me master now."


Fear receded, transmuting to anger at the ex-servant's audacity. Chihaya's
lavender eyes darkened as they met Adam's gaze evenly. "No."

Snarling, Adam yanked Chihaya's dark head back painfully. "You may think you
have everyone fooled, but I know you're just a slave who doesn't know his
place. Your arrogant answer proves it. Now I am going to put you in your
place."

Chihaya turned his head as far as he could in the ex-servant's grasp when
Adam's lips descended against his mouth. Cursing, Adam forced Chihaya to
straighten
his head, pressing his unwanted attentions once more upon the bound slave.

'I could bite him,' Chihaya considered, greatly tempted as Adam explored the
depths of his mouth. 'No, any retaliation on my part will only make him
angrier.
I certainly don't want to make him any angrier than he already is.'

Ignoring what Adam was doing to his body, Chihaya tried to reason out a plan
of action. 'There has to be something I can do, but what could I do without
creating a worse situation that I am already in?'

With a great deal of effort, Chihaya managed to restrain a sigh. He couldn't
think of anything he could do, suspended as he was. There was absolutely
nothing to prevent Adam from doing whatever he wanted. 'If I can't stop him
and reacting in any way would only make the situation worse than it already
is, what would happen if I didn't do anything? Maybe if I stay completely
unresponsive he will get tired of toying
with me and let me go.'

Catching a glimpse of the horrible expression distorting Adam's face, Chihaya
shuddered with fear. 'At the very least, doing nothing might allow me to
survive long enough to be rescued.'

Feeling the tension drain out of his captive's body, Adam seemed to think he
had won. "You will serve me, slave." Adam whispered harshly into Chihaya's
ear as
he let his fingers trace lazily over Chihaya's ribcage.

The satisfied smirk Adam had been wearing shifted into a frown as the silence
stretched out uncomfortably. The solemn countenance the beautiful slave
enteented
to his captor irritated the ex-servant to no end.

"Why aren't you giving in!" Adam ended each statement by giving Chihaya a
good shake. "A deceitful little whore like you should be begging for your
life! You
have no notion of loyalty. All you care about is yourself."

Each word Adam uttered was like a sharp blade pressing into Chihaya's heart.
His mind railed against such an absurd accusation. 'It's not true! Kagetsuya
is the center of my world. I couldn't possibly betray him without betraying
myself.'

Stroking Chihaya's cheek almost tenderly, Adam's eyes flashed with challenge.
"What's wrong little slave? Are you afraid to try your wiles on me?"

Unshed tears burned at the back of Chihaya's eyes, making him blink to keep
them from falling. A denial sprang to his lips, but he remained silent. He
dare not utter a word; Adam wouldn't listen to him anyway. The ex-servant
wasn't exactly in his right mind if he could even begin to think that a
trained Royal Slave would betray his master. Marshaling his emotions, Chihaya
stared blandly at his aggressor.

Scowling at the slave's lack of reaction, Adam turned abruptly out of
Chihaya's line of sight to scrutinize something laying on the worktable that
ran along the side of the greenhouse. Light glinted off the silver chain that
Adam rolled between his fingers as he returned to Chihaya's side. "You are
wise to fear me, because I intend to show to everyone how mistaken they are
about you."

Dangling the chain over the sensitive expanse of Chihaya's chest, Adam looped
the silver rope around each nipple. "Soon you will be begging me for
release."

Chihaya remained impassive even though the supple flesh hardened visibly
under Adam's ministrations. Pinching both nipples to test their firmness,
Adam swung the ends of the chain around revealing the clips on each end.
"When you do, I will have the proof I need to make the prince see how badly
he has been fooled."

A sharp stab of intensity that was both pleasure and pain jolted through
Chihaya like lightening. The delicate chain binding his nipples together
trembled against his chest as he controlled his body's reaction.

Noticing the movement, Adam curled a finger around the bright silver, giving
it a series of tugs. "It would appear that you aren't as indifferent as you
might seem."

Chihaya was never happier for his training in self-control than he was in
that instant. He could feel his skin becoming sensitized under the persistent
pull of the nipple clips. In time, his body would succumb to Adam's
stimulation, but he didn't intend to make it easy for the ex-servant.

Unable to bear the continued silence, Adam let his hands drift lower.
Wrapping one around Chihaya's length and the other around the smooth round
rear, he forced a startled cry from the dusky slave.

"That's more like it." Adam purred into the nape of Chihaya's gracefully
curved neck, gliding his hand over the slave's lax shaft.

"That wasn't so difficult, now was it? Pleasing me is simple Chihaya; all you
have to do is call me Master. I might even let you live if you do." A dark
smile stole across the ex-servant's face as he probed the clef of Chihaya's
rear.

'Adam will let me live. But out out of any kindness on his part.' Chihaya
realized in a shattering burst of insight as he studied the sinister
expressin Adn Adam's face. "He wants to force me to betray my master so that
Kagetsuya will revile me. I don't understand why anyone would be jealous of a
slave, but I think he is. It doesn't matter though. I would rather die than
betray my master."

Chihaya held his breath, keeping a tight rein on his fear as he realized that
he had spoken his thought out loud. He couldn't see Adam's face, for the
servant's head was bent forward. Chihaya did feel Adam's body stiffen as the
hand holding his length
tightened painfully. "Would you?"

Adam's voice was as sharp as ice. A dangerous gleam danced in his eyes as he
locked gazes with his captive. "Then there isn't any reason for me to keep
you alive is there?"

'I am so sorry, Master, I don't think I will be coming back to you.'
Chihaya's whole body shook, trembling against his bonds like a fly caught in
a spider's web. Shining tears welled up in the vibrant lavender eyes.

"Stop shaking," Adam demanded, slapping Chihaya's cheek so hard he left an
imprint of his hand behind. "You brought this onto yourself. If you hadn't
stolen
my life from me, I wouldn't have to hurt you."

Viciously yanking the silver chain that was clipped to Chihaya's nipples,
Adam moved to the table against the wall.

Pain could be worked through, fears overcome, and while he didn't want to
die, Chihaya didn't fear death. The real torture was in not kng whg what
Adam would do next. Iridescent tears tumbled over Chihaya's dark lashes as
his head sank to his chest, leaving glistening paths over the smooth skin.

Chihaya's head snapped up, his eyes tracking to the source of the percussive
crack that had caught his attention.

The vindictive smile Adam wore was frightening in and of itself, but what
truly made Chihaya's heart freeze was the tool the ex-servant was slapping
against the
palm of one hand. Instantly recognizing the cat o' nine tails, Chihaya
watched his captor approach, mesmerized by the movements of long leather
straps
attached to the handle Adam was holding.

Flinching as Adam brought the cat o' nine tails down towards his chest, he
could do nothing but wait for the impact he knew was coming. At the last
moment, Adam's grin widened as he changed the direction of his strike. The
straps slapped into the most sensitive part of Chihaya's body, making him
scream in pain.

"Shut up!" Adam snapped, leaning aggressively over the slave. "I don't want
to hear another sound out of you. You weren't interested in talking before
when it could
have saved your life, so now you can just keep your mouth shut. Do you
understand me?"

Breathing through the pain, Chihaya narrowed his eyes in challenge, holding
his head high. He had no intention of submitting to such a shallow and mean
spirited person as his captor. 'A slave's lot is to endure, for my master's
sake I will endure this pain.'

Snarling at the open rebellion on the slave's ethereal face, Adam slammed the
leather straps across his captive's bare chest, forcing Chihaya's breath out
of him along with a pain-filled moan.

"Silence!" Adam screamed, rocking Chihaya's head back with the force of his
slap. "Didn't I tell you that I wanted yo beo be quiet? Since you're so good
at listening, I am going to have take matters into my own hands.

His body aching where he had been struck, Chihaya closed his eyes letting his
chin drop onto his chest as he waited for Adam to return. 'My prince, where
are you? Surely you've missed me by now. Oh please come and find me, Master.
Please hurry, or it will be too late.'

Chihaya's eyes met Adam's as the ex-servant roughly pried the slave's mouth
open. He tried to fight the intrusion, but there wasn't anything he could do
to escape the inevitable. Finished buckling the straps to the ball gag, Adam
stood back to look at his work. "It looks good on you, little whore. Let's
see if it works."

Tears flooded Chihaya's eyes as the leather lashes struck his body once more,
but this time he couldn't utter a sound. He felt completely vulnerable,
hanging limply from the ropes that bit cruelly into his wrists and ankles. At
least before he could scream, but now even that luxury had been taken away
from him.

The finality of his situation settled in on Chihaya like an icy fist slamming
into his chest. A hollow ache filled his heart at the thought that he would
never be able to see his master again. Worse was the thought of what his
death would do to his gentle hearted prince. Knowing that he would be
responsible for hurting his beloved master hurt more than mere physical pain.

Chihaya's quiet resignation to his fate and sorrowful gaze infuriated the
ex-servant. "You can play at being noble and brave all you like, but you
can't fool me. I
am going to call your bluff." Adam plied the leather straps over Chihaya
chest, never letting the humming leather slow for even an instant. Enraged,
he worked his way meticulously down towards the slave's groin. Not one
section of skin ben ten the slave's neck and legs was left untouched. Every
blow was harder than the last, sending tremors through the sagging body of
his captive. "This isn't very satisfying." Adam complained petulantly. "You
just hang there. I want to see you struggle."

Stepping close to his captive, Adam wound several of the leather straps
around Chihaya's neck. Slowly he pulled them taught, watching in delight as
the slave's
nostrils flared his lavender eyes widening in panic.

" tea tearstained face and wild eyes are lovely, but I want more." Wrapping
his hands around the straps, Adam pulled them as tight as he could. "Give me
a show,
little slave. Let me watch you convulse as I squeezed the breath from your
body."

Unable to get enough oxygen though his nose, Chihaya tossed his head
franticly. His lungs burned as he gasped for breath around the gag. Pain was
a bright
and glowing thing that enveloped him, clouding his mind and vision in a white
haze.

Snarling at the straps, Adam tried to pull them even tighter but it was no
use. Disappointed, he dropped the cat o' nine taild usd used his hands
instead.
"Now you will die, little whore."

Chihaya was so distracted, he didn't notice that Adam had dropped the cat o'
nine tails. Barely conscious, Chihaya didn't realize what was happening until
he felt the servant's hands slip around his neck.

Instinctively fighting for his life, the slave strug aga against the ropes.
Chihaya tried to breathe with what little strength he had left. With his
mouth covered by the ball gag and Adam's hands clenched around his slender
neck, he wasn't having much luck.
His chest heaved in vain. Distantly he could hear manic laughter. The sound
followed Chihaya into darkness.