The Legacy - 13. The Lions Roar

I roared my anger as soon as Adam flew through the door; He had dared to defy me and this time in front of Lady Hunt. I had no idea what she might say to the council, but I bowed to Lady Hunt to excuse me. I had no reason to rush, Adam wouldn’t get very far this time.

My legs took long slow strides out of the house, and I was in time to see him panic and run for the front gate. I smirked as I walked closer to him.

“There is no escape and you know it Adam, you will only work yourself up into a state,” I said softly, hiding the anger I felt. I clothed the anger in a gentle voice like some Master’s clothed their fists in velvet gloves.

“James, I’m sorry,” Adam jabbered at me, looking scared. “I don’t know what came over me, and honestly I had no cause or reason to do that.”

I walked slowly nearer to him and kept my voice soothing.

“It’s OK Adam, I’m not really angry, don’t you trust me?” My voice almost a whisper. “You are my ward, I’m legally bound to take care of you, and I promise to take very good care of you Adam, please? Come back in. I’ll get Lady Hunt to do something with one of the other boys, and you and I can have some fun, how does that sound?” I smiled my warmest smile.

I could see the nervousness in Adam as he tried to decide if he could trust me. In my head was a black swirling cloud of anger, but he wasn’t going to know that, not yet anyway. Instead I opened my arms to Adam and waited to see what he would do.

Adam smiled softly and came into my arms. I then wrapped my arms around him, holding him in a soft warm caress. My hand went into his hair and stroked it back, “How could I stay angry at you for long my love?” He looked up at me, and then melted against me. It took all my will not punish him there but I sneered over his shoulder as I continued to sooth him.

We walked back into the house, and I winked at Nichole as she led Lady Hunt from my study. I could feel the look of curiosity from Lady Hunt as she looked over Adam’s lithe form again. Nichole would hopefully keep her distracted for a while.

“Oh we have a number of young good looking boys at your disposal Lady Caroline,” She grinned at me as Lady Hunt followed her out and down towards the kitchens.

I slipped into my study silently, pulling Adam with me. After closing the door I pulled him straight into my arms kissing him hard, I bit into his lip to make him moan and press against me. I knew I had won him over once more, so easily he slipped into his submissive role. Soon, very soon he would lose this little bit of defiance he felt and would completely succumb to my wishes.

Adam

I groaned as my legs began to tremble, the heat from James and the pain in my lip was almost too much pleasure. I needed this pain! I needed to feel this weak; I needed this man to control me. I had this overwhelming desire for him to tell me when to eat, when to drink, when to breathe, I needed this man to exist. Could I have sunk this low was I ready to give him my last little bit of dignity?

My hands stroked to the front of James breeches and I gave his hardened growth a firm grip. I pulled my face away from his and panted hard, “James you want me? Take me, use me, and hurt me,” I bit his chin and he groaned. Part of me was sickened by own weakness, but the larger part of me need James like men need air. I was his.

“James you need me, I don’t know where you have been getting it from, and I don’t care.” I stroked my tongue slowly down his neck, “If I really am your slave, use me as one,” He groaned loudly at that, and took my hand from his shaft. Lifting my hand to his mouth and sucked in three fingers. I could hardly bear the pleasure of his tongue lapping and flicking over my fingertips, and then he slowly sank his teeth in, my cock thrust hard, painfully quickly. But the pleasurable pain turned to an unpleasant pain as he increased the grip and I was horrified as a trickle of blood ran over his lip. I sank to my knees in agony. But he just bent with me his teeth not releasing any pressure from my throbbing fingertips. He finally let go and I clutched my hand to my chest, in a vain attempt to ease the pain. I stared at the blood the dripped from where James’ teeth had broken my skin.

“James? Why? You say you love me and then treat me like you hate me?” I pleaded and he just smirked down at me.

I sat cradling my hand and pushed me over with his foot once more. I didn’t jump to my feet to retaliate this time. I lay there, trembling, while he growled down at me.

“I will use you, take you and hurt you, but when I choose not you! NEVER dictate to me about what I should do or when I should do it. A slave means you take fucking orders, not tell me what you want.” His words rained down on my like blows.

I scrambled back from him then; I needed to stand up, to feel like a man not a snivelling boy. I pulled myself up and looked at him softly, my hands reaching out to take hold of his waist. They never reached their target.

The hard slap on the right side of my face quickly burned red. For the first time I felt humiliation, tears sprang to my eyes as my cheek burned hotly. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction to cry. No matter how much I wanted too. I stared back at him and watched his left hand come up and slap my left cheek even harder than my right forcing my head to jerk with the force of the slap. Tears rolled down my face now. This time they flowed, but from pain this time not from submission. James smirked again as he leaned in to bite my neck possessively.

I stared back, and blinked away the tears, the heat of his mouth on my neck sent shivers down my entire body, I grew hard yet again. I found I was trembling with desire. I was unable to control my body’s reactions. I was his; I wanted and needed to be his. If this was the way I would get him then so be it. I groaned as the last semblance of my defiance and dignity was kissed from my moaning lips.

James

Adams final submission was tangible; I could taste it on his lips in his warm sweet mouth, he was finally giving himself to me.

Or was it a ploy? Was it another attempt to get me to be lenient with him or with Jenny? But he tasted so sweet, so unbelievably good. Could I change just a little? To enable Adam to show me a defiant side every now and then would indeed be erotic. It did arouse me, it also amused me. He was a toy, a plaything and so much more than a lowly sex slave. He was very good entertainment. I thought of all the entertainment I had been using while trying to break him. It was time for me to have fun now.

I smirked at him then, “It’s time to prove your loyalty to me Adam, time to show me how far you’re willing to go to please your Master. Will you do it?”

I watched him closely.

Adam smiled back at me. He never blinked, but he carefully kept his hurt hand out of sight. He bowed his head respectfully and replied, “Yes, my Master!”

I couldn’t help the grin that lit up my face. I was out to test my new slave and see just how willing he could be. “Very well Adam, and please follow me.”

I strode from the room, and sensed him right behind me as I went out the back and down to the stables. Sam sat up on the fence watching the horses. I patted his knee as we passed him, “come to the special stall Sam, and I have a treat for you.” Sam jumped down and grinned, he gave Adam a look, but little more than that as he raced into the stall reserved for his ‘extra duties’.

Sam hurried to the middle of his stall and smiled. I walked in behind him and pushed Adam forward. The two young men stood looking at me expectantly, unsure what I would do next. “Your treat today Sam is you get to enjoy a good sucking off too, from my pretty boy here.”

Sam looked wide eyed; Adam looked even more surprised, so much more, his jaw dropped open and he gasped.

I smirked at both of them, “Sam meet Adam, Adam this is Sam. Now that the introductions over with both of you drop your breeches, now! I want to see two hard cocks ready to please.” Sam did it immediately, no questions asked. I raised a brow and looked at Adam. I couldn’t help but laugh as he rolled his eyes and then complied.

“Sit down Sam as you usually do for me. Adam!” I watched as he waited nervously for my command. “Down on your knees and get between his. Then take hold of his cock and suck it until he fills your mouth.”

Adam obeyed, if a little reluctantly, and both soon begin to enjoy it.

I moved forward and dropped my breeches and then grabbed a handful of Sam’s hair to pull his mouth onto my shaft. Sam whimpered softly as I used his hair, to move his mouth over my cock. Adam groaned and slurped on Sam’s cock watching me push myself deeper into Sam’s mouth. He gagged loudly which only made Adam groan louder. The sounds of Sam’s groans were soon joined by mine and Adam’s, filling the stables with the sweet sound of sex. I was glad that the stables were empty, this much noise would have spooked the horses.

Sam came first; he gripped Adam’s hair with one hand as the other continued to stroke me. He kept on sucking me; his full lips pushed my foreskin fully back, and then his teeth dragged back to my head and over it. Adam finished cleaning up Sam and then looked up at me. I grabbed his hair too and pulled him on to my balls. He groaned loudly and lapped and flicked over them and they tightened. My head was flung back as I roared in climax. Sam choked as I lined his throat and filled his mouth. I cleaned myself off on their faces and stepped back as they fell back onto their haunches.

I left them to clean themselves up, while I stuffed myself away and walked outside. I pushed my hands deep into my pockets and surveyed the grounds. Some of the sheds finished waiting to be occupied, others partly done, in various stages of completion. My own men working on every aspect of each build. They would soon be filled with girls, some would train as Aphrodites, some would be mothers, and others would be estate servants and milkers. A milker was a female kept pregnant to supply milk an all-round wet nurse. To allow the babies mothers to go off for training, for appointments or to an auction to be sold. Theirs was a heartless, unsympathetic world of be useful or be sold to someone less choosy, less in need of an exacting preference.

Unlike the past, now there would also be male slaves; they would grow up with hard labour, toning their young bodies until their teenage years, strong muscular young men to delight any ladies bedroom. They would all be servants with extras.

Thinking of the past reminded me of my ongoing problem. I still needed a wife and heir.

I growled and kicked at the earth, Jenny still wasn’t pregnant. Conner was a proven stud, he wasn’t to blame. Oh well as the old saying goes, if you want a good job done, then do it yourself.

I marched up to the house and walked into the kitchen. Then I grabbed Jenny’s arm as she stood peeling potatoes.

“Up to my room and into my bathroom, I will not fuck you looking like some scrubbing wench from the village,” There were gasps round the kitchen and Jenny flushed hotly and dried her hands.

“I will be there shortly James; I’ll just clear this up first.”

She tried to smile. I guess her time in the kitchen had taught her to finish her work, but she had forgotten who the Master was.

I raised a brow and looked round the kitchen with a smirk.

“Did the rest of you hear what I said? I’m sure I gave a direct order.” I watched as they all quickly lowered their heads and got on with their various duties.

I grabbed her arm again and shoved her across the kitchen. I could feel her trembling under my touch.

“I said go upstairs and get into my bathroom! I did not say when you’re fucking ready.”

Jenny ran from the kitchen then, and Nancy looked round to give me a smile.

“She’s a defiant little floosy I’ll give her that, the amount of times I have had to lift her skirt and slap her legs,” She shook her head dismissively.

“She will be off duties for a few days Nancy just shuffle round the girls you have got.”

I left the kitchen and strolled upstairs, I was in no hurry to fuck a girl. The door was open and I could see straight into the bathroom as I then kicked the door closed. Jenny lowered her head as I walked in and turned on the taps and I poured various fragrances into it. I then turned to her and tore open her uniform, almost tearing it in two. Then took my knife from my pocket and sliced through the laces of her corset. When it fell to the floor, I then yanked down her soft white bloomers, “get them off and get in,” I growled under my breath. I was in no mood to pamper this girl; I chuckled to myself, this lady. It was easy to forget she was one. Instead I pictured her running off with my Adam and it kept me from being too soft on her.

Jenny remained silent as I roughly washed her hair then stood her up to wash over her body, I looked up to watch her reactions as I shoved the large sponge between her legs and rubbed back and forth with some vigour and no gentleness. She offered her hand as I rinsed her off. I didn’t take it, instead I bent over and flipped her over my shoulder to walk into the bedroom and threw her onto the bed. She squealed, I of course ignored it and pushed open her legs. I kneeled between them and freed myself. I closed my eyes and thought of Mathew, Adam and Sam, as I wanked myself hard. Then I lay over Jenny and pushed myself into her. My head filled with male backsides, spanked red and raised high fully prepared to be entered. It didn’t take long; I climaxed with a grunt and waited until I was drained before I pulled free. I didn’t even look at Jenny as I got up and went to the bathroom to wash myself. I came out of the bathroom drying my hands and looked at the bed. Jenny now sat up partly covered by a sheet.

“Wait here and you will be brought fresh clothing, you will then report to Beth and stay in her quarters. I will send for you later on tonight or tomorrow,” She looked at me softly, evidently hoping now that I had fucked her I might feel something for her. I nearly laughed at what was so clearly written on her face. I shook my head and I sneered.

“I will fuck you a few times Jenny, if you don’t get pregnant soon and provide me with an heir, you won’t be here for long,” I growled at her. Jenny pulled the sheets tight against her and sat shaking on the bed. The fear was evident on her face.

“Oh and by the way, we will be married Tuesday of next week.” The look of shock was funny to see. ”Now, please don’t get excited - it will be here, with a couple of staff as witnesses and there will be no celebrations after it.” She gasped and looked at me. I waved playfully and left the room with a loud laugh.

I was feeling much better as I walked away from the bedroom thinking of how everything was finally coming together. Nichole grinned up at me as I danced down the stairs, “Nichole! My darling secretary, I’m famished bring me food.”

“What have you been up too Sir? You look quite smug.” She smiled as I kissed her cheek and went past her. I walked through to the dining room and straight back to the fireplace. I kicked the large log that crackled and spat bringing it back to life.

Adam came in sheepishly and I grinned, calling him over to me. I wrapped my arm around his waist, and pulled him in close. He sat meekly in my lap and looked up at me.

“Now you have finally succumbed to your position things will be a lot more enjoyable for you. Now I will show you my version of love.” I lifted his hand and blew over his still marked fingers. He visibly trembled as he watched me warily.

“Do you fully trust me Adam?” I smiled as I lapped my tongue over his fingers, he didn’t pull them away or try to. He relaxed and smiled at me. That was all the encouragement I needed to take him into my arms and lay him on the rug before the fireplace.

A full hour later I rolled off him, both of us panting, and both of us fully sated. It was only the second time that we had made love with any show of gentleness.

I put myself away as he did, and then I got up and pulled him to his feet. Adam stood and waited for me to speak.

“Now we will eat, and tomorrow you will stand as my best man, Jenny and I will wed here tomorrow.”

I waited for a gasp, some kind of shocked expression, but none came. Adam just shrugged and he moved over to the dining table. He sat down and waited for the food to arrive. He seemed not to care about my announcement to him.

I was left to wonder about this total change in his attitude. Was this the total submission of Adam? Was he thinking up a plan of escape? Or was Adam even thinking of revenge?