by Justus Roux
“What have I done to you? I don’t even know you.” Bazil said. He looked over to Aurora. “It will be alright.” He whispered.
“Oh, you think I want to hurt you.” Leo started to laugh. “No, I really don’t want to hurt you.” He snapped the whip wanting to get a feel for it. “You are just the bait.”
“Bait?”
“Oh yes.” He snapped the whip again. “Samantha, I hope you are watching, baby.” He looked up at the ceiling.
“Brent will not be easily trick, you know.”
“Brent?” Leo laughed louder. “No, no Bazil it is Dante that I want.” He walked over to Bazil. “I see how Dante caresses you; I see the hunger in his eyes when he looks upon you. He cares deeply about you Bazil; this makes you the perfect bait. See I was going to use his little Mistress to lure him down here, but unfortunately for you she is always surrounded by males. I was at a lost for awhile until I saw you and Dante together.” Leo smiled.
“What are you going to do to him?”
“I am going to…torture the bastard until he dies.” Leo had a far away look to his eyes. Like he was playing a fantasy in his mind as he spoke.
“You can’t do this to my Master!!” Bazil struggled harder against the restraints. His heart pounded in his chest an awful feeling started at his stomach and traveled upwards.
“Don’t worry Bazil; you get to watch every delicious moment.”
“He won’t come down here.” Aurora said.
“Yes, he will sweet thing. See Bazil here has invited Dante to come down here and play. It seems he has a new fetish he wants to try.”
“He won’t come, Bazil.” Aurora tried to reach his hand with hers.
“Look at him woman, he knows Dante will come.”
Aurora saw the despair in Bazil’s eyes. “Mistress will know when he doesn’t come back after awhile. She will have this castle torn apart looking for him.” She saw the hope spring back into Bazil’s face.
“No, she will be so busy trying to get Bazil back for him she won’t notice.”
“Bazil back?”
“Yes, it seems as though your brother has kidnapped you and taken Aurora along with him. Mistress will assume Dante is simply looking for you too.”
“What did you do to Brent?” Bazil quietly asked.
“Damn for a blonde you are really smart, Bazil. That part I didn’t enjoy, your brother was a really nice guy.”
“What did you do to Brent?!” Bazil yelled.
“I had to smash him on the head and lock him away. Don’t worry I don’t think he is dead.”
“Brent!” Aurora screeched.
“Why do women do that? Like he is really gonna hear you.” Leo went over to the wall and grabbed the large dagger from it then went over and sat down on the wooden table. “Now just relax, Dante will be here any moment.” He pulled a vile from his pocket.
“What is that?” Bazil asked.
“A mild tranquilizer, Dante is a strong man after all.”
“Where did you get that?”
“From Yves’ room, the sick fucker likes to make his dolls immobile with this shit. So I figure I will give Dante triple the dose. I have thought of everything Bazil, Dante will pay for taking my Samantha from me.”
Aurora glanced over to Bazil, his head was slump and he grew paler by the moment.
“Just a few more minutes Samantha.”
***
Dante climbed out of the bath and Trina quickly dried him off. He was a bit annoyed that Aurora was nowhere to be found. “Hurry up and dress me.” Dante’s cock grew harder thinking of the note Bazil left on his pillow.
Master, please show me why everyone fears you. I want to experience the pain that only you can give me. Use me, beat me, I will be waiting in Mistress Angelique’s dungeon. Make me beg for your whip, ram your glorious cock down my throat until I choke….Please Master I beg this of you…..Bazil.
Dante’s mind worked overtime thinking of all the nasty ways he was going to use Bazil. Up until now he never knew Bazil enjoyed pain. This made his cock that much harder. “Go do whatever.” Dante shooed away Trina. He grabbed the note and read it again. He headed out of the room and paused. His mind thinking of the times he had to beat Bazil and not once did Bazil take any kind of enjoyment from it. Bazil feared his whip and would often rim him for hours to avoid it. “What have you done Bazil?” Dante growled. Bazil was going to leave him that had to be the only explanation for this shift in behavior. Give him one hot night then spring the news on him tomorrow when that miserable brother of his was suppose to leave. Convinced this is what Bazil was up to Dante grew angry and headed for the dungeon. If Bazil wanted to know why people feared him, Dante would show him why.
***
“Marcus, go fetch Brent for me. I feel like playing with him some more.” Angelique stretched out in her bed. She loved the fire in Brent and planned on completely dominating him tonight.
Marcus came back after awhile. “Well where is he?”
“I can’t find him Mistress, nor can I find Bazil or Aurora.”
Angelique sat up in her bed. “That fucking bastard, he did take Bazil.” She climbed out of bed and wrapped herself in a robe. She hurried to Dante’s room and found he wasn’t there.
“Where is Master Dante?” Angelique turned to Marcus.
“Perhaps he is in the playground.”
“Go look then have all my males meet me in here.”
“Yes Mistress.”
She couldn’t wait to see the anger in Dante’s eyes when he found out Bazil was gone. Her body quivered thinking about what Dante would do to Brent once they found him. Her hand went down to her now wet pussy. She laid back in the bed and slowly stroked her clit as images of Dante beating the crap out of Brent filled her head.
Chapter 25
Dante headed down the steps to the dungeon. His anger still burned as he opened the heavy door. “Master get out of h….” He heard Bazil yell and what sounded like someone hitting him. Dante’s eyes quickly scanned the room.
“If you value your life, get away from my Bazil.” Dante growled. This was the man Angelique was training, did she go too far? Dante saw the panic look in Bazil’s and Aurora’s eyes.
“And if you value his get your ass in here.” Leo held the knife up to Bazil’s throat. “You yell, leave or attack me; I will cut his fucking throat.” He pressed the knife closer.
Dante slowly came into the room. “Sit on the table and drink that tube of liquid.” Leo directed.
“Master don’t it will….”
“Shut the fuck up.” Leo slapped Bazil again. Dante was instantly on his feet. No one touches his Bazil, no one!
“Sit down, drink it now or I swear I will bleed him like a pig.” Leo pulled Bazil’s head back and held the knife to his throat again.
“Master please don’t.” Bazil tried moving. “Dante don’t drink it.” Bazil moved his neck closer to the sharp blade. Let Leo kill him then Dante will be free to defend himself.
“Are you crazy?” Leo moved the knife a little.
“Bazil don’t move.” Dante for the first time in his life didn’t know what to do. Bazil was trying to make Leo cut his throat and the longer he took to drink whatever was in this vile the more likely Bazil would succeed. He lifted the vile to his lips and drunk the awful tasting liquid.
“NOOOO!!!” Bazil yelled. Tears quickly formed in his eyes and began rolling down his cheek. “Please, I beg of you not to hurt him.” Bazil whimpered.
“Leo please don’t hurt them.” Aurora pleaded.
Leo didn’t pay any attention to Bazil’s tears or Aurora’s pleas; he waited patiently for the drug to take effect.
“Let Bazil go.” Dante’s words were beginning to slur.
“No.” Leo smiled as Dante collapsed onto the table.
“Dante, please, please Leo don’t hurt him. I am begging you.” Dante heard Bazil pleading, he could see and hear everything but he couldn’t move a muscle. He looked up at Leo as he c
hained him to the table.
Leo’s hands were shaking his fantasy was coming true and it was just as sweet as he imagined. “Do you remember a woman named Samantha Green?” Leo asked looking down into Dante’s face. Dante could only look up at him. “You beat, humiliated and completely broke her.”
Dante started moving his head the drug was already wearing off. “Samantha Green…” Dante’s voice broke, he cleared his throat.
“Yes.”
“A beautiful red haired woman.”
“Yes.”
“She had dimples and a soft voice.”
“Yes.” Leo was confused he thought for sure Dante wouldn’t remember her. “You tormented her.”
“I trained her to be submissive. She wanted this for her husband.”
“You broke her.”
“I trained her. She wanted to be completely submissive. I am guessing you are the husband.”
“She was my world, she was everything to me.”
“I doubt that.”
“What?” Leo hurried to the wall and pulled down the whip.
“If she was everything then you would have known she couldn’t handle my kind of training or at the very least leave instructions with her. Submissive have levels and a good Master knows this.”
“You seduced her, all she wanted was you!!”
“Of course, I was her trainer.”
“AHH!! She killed herself because of you.”
“No, because of you.”
“How could you say that?” He brought the whip across Dante’s chest. Dante didn’t flinch at all.
“If you would have let her come back to me like she wanted…”
“She was my wife!!” Leo struck Dante four more times.
“Then you should have trained her or been there while she was training.”
“Shut up!!” He hit Dante again.
“Stop it!! Don’t hit him, you fucking bastard!!!” Bazil struggled violently with his restraints.
“Shut up!!” Leo hurried over to Bazil and begun beating him with the whip.
Bazil’s cries tore at Dante, he had already figured out what this sick fucker planned on doing. “Focus my Bazil enjoy the pain.” Dante tested his chains even he couldn’t break them. He heard Bazil become silent and lifted his head to see what had happen. Leo was still beating him but Bazil closed his eyes and was taking deep calming breaths. “That’s it Bazil.”
“I am going to kill him so you know what it is like to lose someone.” Leo threw the whip and went for the dagger. No this wasn’t how this was to play out. Dante just laid there calm and worse he remembered Samantha, the rest Dante had said Leo refuse to believe.
“Shhh, my Bazil.” Dante pulled on the restraints. He had to break them. “Calm yourself Bazil.” Dante saw the blood that trickled down Bazil’s arm as he fought with his restraints. Dante smelt the hot iron he turned his head and saw Leo headed toward Bazil with the hot iron.
“I want you to smell his burning flesh.” Leo snapped.
“Too much of a pussy to burn me.”
“What?’ Leo lowered the hot iron and walked back over to Dante.
“Burn me, you asshole.” Bazil yelled.
“All you can do is threatened my slave, you fucking pussy. Not much of a man, are you, to afraid to mess with the Master.” Dante glared up into Leo’s face.
“Let’s see how you like this.” Leo lowered the iron down onto Dante’s arm. His flesh made a sizzling sound, the smell of burnt hair and flesh wafted through the room. Dante could hear Bazil screaming and cussing. But Dante himself remain quiet.
“Scream you bastard.”
“Why?”
“Why, because this fucking hurts.”
“So.” It took every ounce of tolerance Dante had not to react to the searing pain of the hot iron on his arm.
“Don’t worry when I am done, Bazil will be dead and you will wish you were.” Leo threw the iron.
“Oh no, asshole when I get loose, and I will, you will be the one wishing for death.” Dante growled.
***
“Mistress, I can’t find Master Dante anywhere.” Marcus reported
“This is absurd where could he be?” Angelique hopped out of her bed.
“Perhaps Master is already looking for Bazil.”
“Oo, very good Marcus then Dante would have to be outside somewhere.” Angelique watched her males enter her room. There were at least two dozen of them. “Alright, I want all of you to search outside. Marcus take my car and drive up the road a bit. Just in case they decided to swim the moat.”
“Yes Mistress.”
“Raven assign areas for each of them to search. Oh, and guys, Bazil is not to be hurt. I find one mark on him and you all will pay. As for Brent and Aurora, well as long as they are alive when they are brought back that is fine. Now go.”
“Yes Mistress.”
Angelique went to her closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and a sweater. She wanted to be there when Dante got a hold of Brent.
***
Brent’s eyes begin to focus, his head throbbed with pain. “What the hell happened?” He pulled himself over to the wall and leaned up against it. Then he remembered Leo had whacked him on the head. “Bazil!” Brent try to stand up but was to dizzy to. He scooted back over the wall and rested for a moment. He felt the dried blood on the back of his head. He placed his hand on the floor to help prop himself up when he felt a waded up piece of paper under his hand. He uncrumpled the paper; it took a moment for his eyes to focus.
Come to the dungeon tomorrow night, 8:30 don’t be late. Your performance will dictate how severe Brent’s punishment will be.
“The dungeon?” Brent knew that is where he would find Bazil. “Aurora.” A new found strength helped him stand up. Two people he really cared about were in danger, he knew it. He unlocked the door and headed up the hall. “Where the fuck is this dungeon?” He held the piece of paper tightly in his hand as he proceeded up the corridor.
“There you are you bastard.” He felt small hands clasp his arm and turn him around. “Where is Bazil?” Angelique glared at him then all of a sudden her eyes soften. “What the hell happen to you?”
Brent handed her the piece of paper. Her eyes quickly scanned the note. “Where did you get this? Who was it meant for?”
“Leo clobbered me and left me in one of those empty rooms. I am guessing it was meant for Aurora, since we were in that room earlier. Now take me to your dungeon.”
“Wait, how do I know you are not tricking me?”
“Come on bitch, then just tell me where the blasted dungeon is.”
Angelique raised her hand to smack him but paused in mid-strike. Her face grew pale. Mistress, I can’t find Master Dante anywhere, Marcus’ words hit her like a brick. “Dante.” She looked up into Brent’s eyes. “Will you be of any use once we get there?”
“Use me as a decoy, shield, hell push me at whoever.”
“Come on.” Angelique dragged him up to her room; she ran in and grabbed her deadliest whip. She latched on to his arm and pulled him down the corridor to the dungeon.
***
“Let’s see how well Bazil bleeds.” Leo scooped up the dagger and strolled over to Bazil.
“Leo, why are you doing this?” Aurora asked. “This accomplishes nothing.”
“Like hell it don’t.”
“It won’t bring Samantha back.”
“What do you know?” He hit Bazil hard.
“My Master Demetri sold me to Mistress Angelique without warning, without a reason. He trained me, I felt so lost without him. Without a reason why he could so easily be rid of me, I withdrew from everything.”
“He was a bastard just like that asshole.” Leo glared at Dante.
“No, Master Dante wasn’t meant to be Samantha’s Master only her trainer. Demetri was my Master, my whole world….”
“I don’t see where this is going.”
“I didn’t kill myself, Leo. There had to be more to it.”<
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“Shut up!” Leo barked. “Now where should I start?” He held the knife to Bazil’s leg.
“If you are capable of hurting a man who has done nothing to you then this explains Samantha’s need for Master Dante.” Aurora shouted.
“Dante has done plenty.”
“But Bazil has not.”
“AHH, shut up bitch!” Leo slapped her across the face.
“Does the truth hurt, pussy?” Dante taunted. He had to get that psycho away from his Bazil. Let the bastard cut him instead.
“I know what you are doing?” Leo walked over to Dante with the point of the dagger leading the way. “Your taunts mean nothing to me.”
“I think they do.”
“Shut up.”
“What’s wrong expected me to beg for mercy.” When he saw the look of surprise in Leo’s eyes he knew he hit the nail on the head.
“We will see if you beg or not.” Leo walked over to the wall again.
Dante lifted his head to check on Bazil making sure Leo didn’t cut him. Bazil had one hand free and was quickly unlocking his restraints. Dante glanced back at Leo seeing him reach for a short whip. “Please a whip that will only tickle me.” Dante scoffed. He watched as Leo put it back then scooped up the dagger again.
“I have had enough of you!!” Leo screamed.
“Prove it.” Dante growled. Rage blinds a man; he had to keep Leo’s focus on him.
Leo yelled as he raised the dagger over his head and charged at Dante. Dante closed his eyes and took a deep breath readying himself for the stab. He heard the dagger enter flesh and then a weight falling on him, when he opened his eyes Bazil was laying on top of him.
“What did you do that for?!” Leo screamed then rushed to the wall and pounded it with his fist. He was ready to kill Dante wanted to see the fear in the bastard’s eyes.
“My Bazil.” Dante looked into his face. “No, Bazil you should have ran away.”
“You are safe Master.” Bazil reached up and began unlocking the shackles.
“Dante, call me Dante.”