[C][M] Akonito Estate

Chester's eyes widened when he had realized what he had done, whining at his Master's decision wasn't something he ever did.

The boy's whine silence immediately as he was hit again, replaced by a quiet whimper as he stopped himself from grinding against the man.

He was being punished, he didn't deserve any pleasure at all.

"Good boy."

An occasional slip was okay. The boy was still a person. He made mistakes and that was completely normal.

Alek's hands continued to slap the boy firmly.

He wanted the boy's ass to be nice and red by the time he was done.

"Your skin goes such a pretty colour when I slap you."

The boy hissed gently as his skin met Aleksandr's palm over and over.

A sharp ache was beginning to set in and he knew his backside would be a vibrant shade of red by now.

Chances were that he wouldn't be siting down tonight.

Lycus purred softly as he watched the two of them, slipping out the door for a moment as someone knocked, returning moments late with a large tray of food.

"Breakfast is served Aleksandr."
He announced placing that excessive quantities of food down on the bedside table for him.

Alek's eyes flickered up to watch Lycus walk across the room.

His hands moved lower, slapping the boy's thighs firmly. He wanted to see as much of the boy's skin that beautiful red colour as he could.

"My hand's are a little busy at the moment, Lycus, my love. Would you feed it to me?"

An smile curled his lips as one hand reared back and connected with the boy's thigh with the loudest slap yet, resulting in a perfect imprint of his hand and a hot sting in his own skin.

A smirk curled at the Elf's lips as Aleksandr spoke, this could prove to be a bit of fun.

"Of course, my love."

He replied with a chuckle, addressing him by the same slightly mocked petname, it was odd to say and hear, normally their terms of endearment consisted of 'bastard' or other such profanities.

Lycus sat on the side of the bed bring the selection onto his lap, picking up a spoon and scooping up a large amount of yoghurt, feeding it to him.

Chester cried out as his thigh was slapped, writhing softly on pain, that one was fairly rough.

"Isn't your Master such a kind man, feeding his lover because he's busy?" Alek crooned to the hybrid boy.

He'd started feeling the sting in his hands now. He could only imagine how sore Chester was at the moment.

The Lycan reached for the paddle again.

He'd give his hands a rest for a little while.

Alek purred as some yoghurt was spooned into his mouth.Yoghurt and fruit had been a staple in his diet while he'd been here in the Estate. He was going to miss such good food.

Aleksandr had once wondered how he could stand being a vegetarian but the longer they stayed here the less the man had been eating meat, and he didn't seem to upset by that.

Lycus picked up a grape and placed it into his Lover's mouth before kissing him softly, smiling as he pulled away, scooping up more yoghurt.

"Well I think you've earned special treatment."

The Elf muttered as his gaze turned down to the hybrid.

Chester was definitely feeling it, the more times he was hit, the more his skin burned.

He still ate meat for lunch and dinner. The Lycan rarely ate meat for breakfast. If it wasn't yoghurt or fruit, as it had been since he arrived here, it was a large bowl of cereal.

He was content to miss out on meat in the mornings.

His teeth crushed the grape as Lycus' lips pressed against his own. He pushed the crushed piece of fruit into his lover's mouth, purring softly.

Alek paddled the boy firmly, purring as each hit made the boy's skin turn a darker and darker red.

"You're going to be very sore," he chuckled, nails dragging over Chester's burning skin.

Lycus accepted the morsel and ate it, normally he wasn't one for the sharing of food this intimately, it was a very lycan thing to do and he had his opinion changed by Alek, it meant he simply got to be near the man's lips more.

Chester cried out loudly as nails dragged over his abused flesh, already his body was sore and gentle whimpers sounded from him between pained sobs which sounded with each additional strike.

"I'm going to have two of you that I need to care for."

That made the Elf sigh heavily as he looked over at them, having two bedridden lycan was going to be a pain.

"We'll be up and out of bed in a day or two," he assured the Elf.

Chester would probably be up sooner than him. He'd just have a lovely sore ass for a while.

The Lycan shivered as Chester gave pained sobs.

What a beautiful sound.

His nails raked over the hot skin again, tearing into it. He smirked as he bought the paddle down on the broken skin.

Chester screamed as his backside was torn open, the skin was so sore that it felt immensely painful, enough to make his eyes glisten.

Having his cheeks spanked after that set him over the edge and tears streaked down his cheeks as he whimpered like an injured pup.

He was enduring all this pain and would be left unsatisfied at the end of it, this was a punishment.

Alek shivered and gave a soft moan when all dams broke loose.

"You're so beautiful like this."

Chester was in pain. He was crying. He was rock hard against his thigh. The boy was suffering and he had been the one to cause this suffering.

His hand curled in the boy's hair, dragging him up to kiss him deeply before pushing him back down over his lap.

He wanted to see more tears from the boy.

Chester kissed his Master back desperately before being pushed back over his lap.

Tears continued to fall, streaming down his pale cheeks before pooling at his jaw and falling onto the bed beneath them.

His hands bundled tightly in the blankets until his knuckles went white and his arms trembled softly.

He looked like a pup, and if he had been in wolf form his tail would be tucked tightly between his legs as he whimpered.

Chester was so beautiful laying over his lap crying and sobbing and hurting.

It was such a wonderful sight.

"You're still so hard," he purred, his hands dipping between the boy's thighs to massage his balls firmly.

"All you want is to be fucked." Alek smirked to himself as he leaned back against the headboard.

"You won't be waking up late again, will you?"

Chester shook his head frantically.
"No Master."
He replied, his voice breaking as he spoke, he would never wale up late again.

Every morning from now on he would wake his two Masters with his lips around their cocks, he wouldn't let today be repeated.

The boy's toes curled as his balls were rubbed, he didn't trust this touch, it was pleasurable and that made him wary.

"You'll get this punishment again next time you wake up late."

He'd have the boy sucking both him and Lycus off every morning for the rest of their life.

"Do you want this punishment again?"

He knew the answer to that. No. No he didn't. Chester didn't want to be teased and tortured like this again.

His fingers pressed a little more firmly against the boy's balls. "Do you want to come?"

Again the boy shook his head frantically as he looked up at his Master.

"No Master."

He would behave and make sure he woke up early every morning unless he was told otherwise.

"Yes, Master."

He replied with a soft groan as fingers pressed more firmly against his balls, he did want to come, quite badly.

"Be good and you won't have to duffer through this again."

His free hand stroked gently down over the boy's back then caressed the burning hot flesh of his backside and thighs.

The fingers massaging his balls paused for a moment before gripping them painfully tightly, pulling and twisting for an agonising moment before slapping his backside hard.

"You don't get to. Off my lap, your punishment is done."

Chester leaned into the gentle caresses of his Master's hand, a happy murmur sounding for a brief moment.

The boy screamed out, his head tossing back as a new stream of tears spilled from his eyes.

As soon as he was let go the boy scrambled off of his Master's lap, curling up pitifully on himself, clutching onto his abused balls as soft whimpers sounded.

He lay there on his side quietly crying as he tried to ease some of the pain his body had just experienced.

"So cruel."
Lycus cooed as he nestled in against his lover, leaning over to press a kiss to his neck as he looked over at the boy.

"You enjoy it," he chuckled softly, turning his head to expose his neck to the Elf.

Seeing Chester curled up pitifully like that made the Lycan purr happily.

He'd pulled such a strong reaction from the boy.

"Does it hurt, Chester?" he crooned softly, laying a gentle hand on the boy's blond hair, stroking it gently.

Lycus trailed his tongue over the lycan's neck, pressing a kiss to it before biting down firmly on the skin, though not enough to break it.

"Of course I do."

He replied, what self respecting sadist wouldn't love seeing the boy like that, crying out and writhing in pain.

Chester curled in on himself more tightly as Aleksandr stroked him, half expecting another painful touch as his hair was stroked.

The boy nodded softly as he sniffled, his tear stained face buried in against the bed.

Alek continued to stroke the boy's head gently.

He'd finished with giving the punishment. Chester had nothing to fear. Alek wouldn't punish him again until he deserved it.

"You were such a good boy, taking that punishment so well," he crooned softly. "Don't you think so, Lycus?"

It had been a rough punishment. The boy would be sore for quite a while.

"Maybe if you're good for the rest of the day Lycus will let you come tonight."

"He did very well."
The Elf agreed with a nod as he looked over at the small hybrid.

As the pain dulled a tiny bit the boy gently uncurled his body, leaning into the warm had in his hair as he moved to lay on his stomach, making his backside a little more comfortable.

"If you behave i'll give you a treat before bed."

He confirmed, leaning over Aleksandr slightly to run a gently hand down the boy's spine.

Alek's fingers continued to stroke through the boy's hair.

"Be a good boy and Lycus will take care of you." That was something for Chester to look forward to for the evening.

His fingers slid under the boy's face, tilting his chin upwards so he could see him.

"Let me see your pretty face."

He wanted to see Chester's tear-stained cheeks and glistening blue eyes.

Chester pulled his head away from the blankets when he felt his Master's fingers against his face.

Obediently he lifted his head and looked up at the man, his eyes were glassy and still watering, his cheeks slightly flush from crying and streaks of water still marked his face.

His eyes were large and sad as they remained downcast, he had done wrong by his Master this morning and now he had been set straight by a harsh punishment.