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A Good Servant Ch. 4

Date: 11/15/2014, Categories: Gay Male, Author: LauraSFox, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

under water, this time?” The redhead stiffened visibly. “You wouldn’t dare,” he warned, but his confidence from earlier was visibly shaken. “Master doesn’t really care. He can always replace you with some new face. I’m not sure if he even knows your name …” the brunet seemed to ponder, with an evil grin plastered all over his face. “He’ll be here,” Dion blurted out, the corners of his mouth falling and his eyes looking down. Antoine patted his head, in a fake gesture of affection. “Good boy. That’s what’s keeping you interesting and alive, Dion. Your ability to execute orders. Don’t forget.” Dion looked grimly over the place where Cory sat, seemingly unaffected by the slurping sounds and moans filling the room, as the servants were getting the beautiful slaves ready for the show. Antoine suddenly took his hand and placed it over his softening erection. “C’mon, Dion. Give it a few rubs, for luck.” “It’s not like you need it,” the redhead regained some of his composure, but did as told, making the supple organ lengthen in his hand again. The brunet laughed and grabbed Dion’s head to place a quick, hard kiss on the servant’s mouth. From his place, Cory watched. He could tell Dion was afraid. Despite the beauty, the luxury, fear was ever present, and he could only guess what Antoine wanted as he gestured towards the place where Xavier’s servant sat. If he could live through his master’s threats, he could live through the whims of a pampered slave. His back straighten, his eyes ... looking ahead, he stood there, as if nothing mattered in the world. *** The servants were not necessary during the performance, so they chose to remain in the living room after the slaves took their leave. Cory sat next to Dion who looked lost in thought. “So, Dion,” he asked the redhead, “what is the performance all about?” The other servant threw him a furtive look. “The masters enjoy seeing their slaves battling for dominance in a ring. And, of course, fuck,” came the explanation. Cory nodded. Dion made a small gesture as if he wanted to say something else, but then returned to his sullen silence. The blond could feel something was amiss. He gently touched the other’s shoulder. “What did Antoine say to you that you are so afraid right now?” The redhead almost jumped. “N-nothing,” he stammered, but his face scrunched in a painful grimace. “Look, Cory,” he just blurted out, “you should just go.” “And where should I go?” Cory asked with a small smile. “This is my master’s home.” “Antoine …” Dion breathed out, on the verge of panicking, “he wants to …” Cory squeezed Dion’s shoulder. “I guess I know what he wants.” “No, you don’t”, the redhead said sharply. “He’ll force you to do it with everyone else. He gets off on making others feel miserable and useless. He’ll make you feel like a cheap whore, and you will not be able to say ‘no’, because …” “Dion,” Cory warned. “Is your master letting him do it? Debase you and feel bad about yourself? Use you?” “He doesn’t care,” Dion’s eyes ...