by Jessie York
The king was seated behind his rich, ancient mahogany desk. Kyle had never seen anyone older than King Telemachus. The king had a long white beard and frazzled white hair. His eyes were grey and seemingly all-knowing. Kyle had no trouble picturing him as one of the great Greek philosophers of old.
“So, is it true?” the king asked in a raspy voice. “Has one of our struggling junior recruits taken one of our most promising ones as his subordinate? His slave?”
Kyle stiffened. “I had to, Your Majesty,” he said. “I was worried that I was not getting the training to succeed in the one-year competitions so I used my wit instead. Yes, Chace is powerful, but I fooled him. He should not have trusted me. He should have asked his other brothers for guidance.”
“And you did this thing because you desired to be free to have sex with women?” the king asked. “Or did you do it because you wished to deprive your enemy of the ability to do so?”
The king was weighing him, trying to figure out what kind of man he was. Kyle knew it. He didn’t know what the king was looking for. Given that, he thought it was best to go with the truth. “Both,” Kyle admitted. “I wish to enjoy the pleasures of sex and fulfill my duty to the Gargarean race by making male babies who will become strong warriors. Yet I also wished to deprive Chace of his manhood. I wanted to make him realize that I had defeated him once and for all. I want him to live with that knowledge. I am sorry to have deprived you of the genes of a promising Gargarean but I urge you to consider what we could do with my brains and his skills. It only makes sense that I command him.”
“Is that so?” the king said impassively. “Tell me, how did you learn of the cups?”
Kyle was not willing to rat out Paul. “I cannot reveal my source, Your Majesty,” he said. “Suffice it to say that I was clever enough to discover the truth. Chace was not.”
“And what will you do if I order you to release the boy?” the king asked.
Kyle hesitated, considering his answer carefully. “I have been told that the spell placed on the cup by Circe requires that a lieutenant agree to the cup’s removal,” Kyle said. “I am sorry, your majesty. If I release Chace he will turn on me and find a way to kill me. I cannot agree to it.”
The king stood up. He appeared fierce and menacing at his full height. Kyle shrank back. “You would defy me?” the king thundered.
“Not in anything else but this, my king,” Kyle said.
The king stared at him for a moment and then, shockingly, started laughing. He sat back down in his seat. “Impressive. Very impressive,” he said. “It seems that I misjudged both you and Chace. Very well. You may keep him. There are other ways we can get his genes if we need them. Jacob, see that Lieutenant Kyle is trained in the device.”
“Trained?” Kyle asked quizzically.
“A lieutenant may control his subordinate with the cup,” Jacob said. “I will show you how it is done. It is not difficult. Once you know how, you can decide when to cause the cup to contract and force Chace to obey your orders.”
Kyle hid his smile until he was out of the king’s office. The first thing he was going to do after learning how to control the device was pay Chace a little visit. They were going to have a very gratifying conversation.
Chapter 11 – Chace
The cup wouldn’t come off. Chace pulled on it will all his might but it seemed as attached to him as his own skin. The waistband had cinched up tight around his waist and it had no give so he couldn’t pull it over his hips. The bands that wound under his buttocks were equally tight. He couldn’t even figure out how the cup came out of the supportive pouch. Of course he had worn nut cups before but this was ridiculous. He hoped someone told him what the trick to getting it off was soon. He hated having his most important body parts cooped up. It felt unnatural. He kept trying to scratch his balls only to discover that he couldn’t.
Chace couldn’t figure out what had happened in the training room. Why had Kyle looked so pleased with himself? Why had Chace been sent back to his room? None of it made any sense. All he could do was sit and wait for someone to come explain it to him.
It was several hours before the door to Chace’s room opened again. When it did, Kyle appeared. The guy walked strolled into the room and shut the door behind him.
“What the hell is going on?” Chace demanded.
Kyle folded his arms across his chest and smirked at Chace. “Hit me,” he said.
“What?” Chace replied.
“I want you to hit me,” Kyle said. “Go ahead, do it. Give it your best shot.”
“What kind of game is this?” Chace asked.
“No game. I just want you to hit me,” Kyle said.
Well, if the asshole wanted to get hit, Chace was more than happy to oblige. Chace took two steps forward and cocked his arm. Then, suddenly, he felt a blinding pain his groin.
“Ah!” he yelled. He dropped to his knees and clutched helplessly at the cup. It felt like his balls were being pulverized
“It works!” Kyle cried gleefully. “Alright, listen up now, kid. From now on, you will refer to me as Lieutenant. Is that understood?”
“Screw you… ahh!” Chace cried again as his balls were crushed. He fell into a fetal position.
“You’ve got to say, ‘Yes sir,’ when I give you an order, kid,” Kyle said. “Here’s the deal. That cup you just put on? You can’t take it off. Ever. Your little cajones are trapped in it forever. You’ll never see them again. Nor will anyone else. You can keep them intact only as long as you do exactly what I say. You see, I’ve programmed a couple conditions into that cup. First of all, you can never harm me in any way. As soon as you try to do so, your malicious intent activates the response mechanism in the cup. Secondly, you must obey any order that I give you. That’s it for now. I may add more later. Now, you’re leaving this room. As a lieutenant I get a larger room. You’ll be staying with me so you can serve me better.”
Kyle knelt down and lifted Chace’s chin so that Chace was looking into his eyes. “One more thing,” Kyle said. “I want you to remember every girl you have ever had sex with. Are you thinking about them?”
Chace couldn’t help obeying and it had nothing to do with the cup. The word “sex” automatically conjured up the girls’ images in his mind. He remembered how they squealed with joy as he made love to them again and again.
“Now I want you to remember when I told you that I was going to own you,” Kyle said. His face gleamed with the triumph. “Now I do. I own your balls. I have taken your manhood from you. You will never again be able to make love to a woman. You know what though? I’m just getting started with you.”
Chapter 12 – Aria
Aria walked back to the mating pens happily. She was pleased. Her trainee was improving by leaps and bounds. Queen Hippolyta and the other Amazons were very impressed. Now her trainee was learning the ways of love with the boy Aria had captured. If Riley became pregnant with Tyler’s daughter, well, nothing could be better. It would all be because of Aria. She would be held in great esteem by the other Amazons for achieving such accomplishments so quickly. Plus, Riley’s daughter and Aria’s daughter would be sisters – actual biological sisters. That would be nice.
It had almost all gone terribly wrong. Riley had nearly defeated the men that Aria had rounded up to attack the girl. How was Aria supposed to have known that the girl would be so strong and such a fast learner? Besides, Aria thought the idea of attacking new recruits with men and framing the Gargareans was absurd. Perhaps it was true, as Queen Hippolyta had said, that the girls bonded more quickly if they felt threatened by male Gargareans. They eventually all learned the truth, however. The Gargareans were a defeated tribe. Most of them couldn’t even have sex. It was pathetic. Still, Aria had done as she was told. She was not strong enough to defy Queen Hippolyta. Not yet, anyway. Perhaps once she had amassed enough loyal and strong followers like Riley that would change.
Aria knocked on Riley’s cell door respectfully and waited a moment be
fore opening it up. Riley and Tyler were both already dressed and seated on the bench. “Well?” she said with a smile. “Did you two have fun?”
Tyler opened his mouth but Riley answered first. “Yes,” she said. “I had a great time.”
As if anyone who had sex with Tyler would feel otherwise. “Excellent!” Aria said. “Tyler, you can go to the strength facilities and get back to work keeping that amazing body in shape. Riley, you come with me.”
“So give me all the details,” Aria said excitedly as they walked. “How was Tyler? Isn’t he magnificent? Isn’t it amazing what he can do with his…”
“Oh, we didn’t have sex,” Riley said. “We just talked for the most part.”
Aria stopped walking. “What?” she asked in astonishment.
“Yeah, I said I just wanted to talk and Tyler was fine with that,” Riley said.
“I don’t understand,” Aria said. “Did you not find him pleasing?” Then a terrifying thought occurred to her. “You’re not gay, are you? A lesbian?”
“No,” Riley said. “I just have never…”
“I don’t want to hear it,” Aria said. She could already see Queen Hipployta’s displeasure when she reported on Riley’s first time in the mating pens. Aria looked down at her watch. She didn’t have to report to the queen for another three hours. She still had time to fix this.
“Go back and wait in the cell,” she said firmly.
Riley looked confused. “Why?” she said.
Aria would have given anything to have been able to tell Riley that she had to have sex with Tyler for both their sakes. The Amazonian rules forbade it, however. Such a statement could have been seen as an order. Riley needed to make love with her own free will. “Just go to the cell,” Aria said. She would need to give Tyler a little more encouragement to seal the deal this time.
Chapter 13 – Tyler
“I’m not doing it,” Tyler said.
“Excuse me?” Aria replied incredulously. “You’re saying you’re not going to have sex with a beautiful girl? What’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing,” Tyler said. “She just isn’t ready.”
Aria screamed in frustration. Tyler smiled. He liked messing with her head. This time, however, it also happened to be the truth. Riley was hot – ridiculously hot. She had a certain virtue and a hopeful excitement despite her situation that Tyler couldn’t bring himself to corrupt, however. He wouldn’t do it. He was a romantic at heart. Sure, he definitely enjoyed some of the perks of his job as a breeder. He had never had sex with so many different girls so often before. It was amazing. Riley was different, though. She was special.
“You’re a real pain in the ass, you know that boy?” Aria said.
“No, that was our last session. This time I thought we would go back to you sucking…”
“You know what I meant,” Aria said. Tyler watched as she absentmindedly stroked the bracelet on her wrist. He enjoyed the fact that she wasn’t allowed to have sex with him unless they were alone together in a cell and she was wearing that. It put them on equal footing which, in turn, meant that Tyler had the advantage. As much as Aria wanted to pretend like she was in command, the look in her eyes as he plunged his tool into her always said otherwise.
“So what do you suggest we do?” Aria finally asked. “She needs to have sex with a boy or Queen Hippolyta is going to be unhappy with me. If she’s unhappy with me, she’ll be unhappy with you. You belong to me, remember? Do you know what she does with boys she’s not happy with? Let’s just say that no males leave this warehouse. Ever.”
Tyler didn’t know whether Aria was making that up or not but he didn’t want to test the queen. “Look,” he said. “If Riley is waiting for a magical moment to give up her virginity, then give it to her. Go find her Prince Charming and bring him back here for her.”
Aria thought about that. “You know, that’s actually not a bad idea,” she said. She stood up and walked over to Tyler. She put her hand between his legs and grabbed his cock through his sweatpants. “Do you think you can give me a quick bit of inspiration?”
“I’ll do my best but I can’t promise it’ll be quick,” Tyler said with a smile. He picked Aria up and laid her down on the bench. Then he started taking off her pants. The things these Amazons made him do.
Chapter 14 – Riley
“Alright Riley, we need to have a girl talk,” Aria said as she approached Riley in the weight room.
Riley completed one more pull-up and dropped to the ground. She was amazed by how strong she was even though she didn’t bulk up. It was a girl’s dream; being super strong and toned without carrying around extra muscle mass. She had never been able to do a full pull-up before. Now with her Amazonian strength she could do dozens at a time.
“What kind of girl talk?” Riley asked warily. She was worried that Aria would be angry that she hadn’t done anything sexual with Tyler.
Riley’s time with Tyler had been fantastic. He had been so sweet and understanding. By the end of it, she had truly grown to like him and thought of him as a friend. He wouldn’t get in trouble for not having sex with her, would he?
“You looked worried. Don’t be,” Aria said soothingly. “I just want to get to know you better. You know, girl to girl. For example, did you have any boyfriends back at your high school? I had one at my high school. He was amazing. Captain of the swim team, amazing body, looked fantastic in a swim suit.”
Riley blushed. “No,” she said. “I’ve never had a boyfriend.”
“Ah,” Aria said. “How about a crush, then? Come on, you must have had at least one crush.”
Riley’s mind immediately turned to Luke Carter. Her blush deepened. “Not really,” she lied.
“Oh yes, I saw that look,” Aria said with a smile. “Spill it. Who’s the special guy?”
“Okay, as long as you promise not to tell anyone,” Riley said.
Aria nodded. “Cross my heart,” she said.
“His name is Luke Carter,” Riley said. “It’s a stupid crush. He’s like way, way out of my league. He’s the captain of the school football team. He’s super sweet and cute and just an all-around amazing guy.”
“I know the type,” Aria said. “Why didn’t you ever date him? He’s not gay or anything like that, is he?”
“No,” I said quickly. “Definitely not. He’s had lots of girlfriends. He’s just, like I said, out of my league.”
Aria looked down at her watch. “Ah, silly me,” she said. “I just remembered that I have another appointment to get to. You keep working out, I’ll check on you later.”
Riley watched Aria march off purposefully. What an unusual conversation. Then again, Riley had learned that there were a lot of unusual things about the Amazons. She jumped up, grabbed the pull-up bar, and went back to her workout.
Chapter 15 – Chace
“Are you done my laundry?” Kyle called out.
“Yes,” Chace said through gritted teeth. He was appalled that he actually had to do the asshole’s laundry. He felt like a frickin’ housewife from the ‘60s as he folded Kyle’s underwear as instructed and ironed his shirts. Chace dropped the last pair of socks in the drawer.
“Yes what?” Kyle prompted
Oh, right. “Yes sir,” Chace said angrily. He wished he could pummel the guy.
“Good. Come here,” Kyle commanded.
Chace sullenly walked over to where Kyle was sitting in a leather chair facing the outside wall. The room was significantly larger than Kyle’s previous closet-sized room. This one extended past two windows, had a private bathroom, and had two tiny adjoining rooms for a lieutenant’s junior Gargareans. Chace had not had a chance to look at them too closely yet so he hadn’t picked out which one would be his.
Kyle was sipping tea that Chace had made and reading a book. “I need to put my feet up,” Kyle said. “Kneel down so I can rest them on your back.”
“You’re joking,” Chace said.
Kyle raised his eyebrows. Chace knew w
hat that look meant. Kyle wasn’t joking. Chace also knew that meant his balls were going to start getting squeezed if he didn’t obey quickly. Chace knelt down.
“Good boy,” Kyle said. He plopped his feet down on Chace’s back.
Chace let his anger simmer as Kyle read. Chace’s knees and hands began to feel sore and then grew numb. He didn’t say a word, though. He didn’t want to give Kyle the satisfaction. Chace had realized that resistance at this point would only please Kyle and earn Chace more pain. No, he would bide his time and play the good servant. In the meantime, he would be looking for a way to get rid of the damned cup and escape from the nightmarish place.
Although the ultimate goal of escape sustained him, the humiliations Chace was forced to endure risked driving him mad. Every second of the day he could feel the cool metal cup resting against his balls. It felt like he could just reach down and touch his balls but it was impossible. Every time Chace went into the bathroom Kyle would laugh, saying that it was nice not having to worry that his roommate was doing anything inappropriate behind the closed door. Chace would prepare himself for each new round of laughter as her squatted on the toilet, unable to stand up like a man should.
Kyle yawned. “I’m getting tired,” he said. “I think I’ll be going to sleep.”
Chace stood by attentively as Kyle brushed his teeth in case Kyle needed anything. Kyle had ordered him to stand ready any time that he was not working on other chores.
Kyle finished in the bathroom and pulled his shirt off. Chace couldn’t help but be impressed by Kyle’s rippling abs and lean, muscular physique. For a dude, he actually wasn’t bad looking. That probably meant he got laid a lot. The thought only darkened Chace’s mood.
Kyle looked like he was set for the night so Chace turned around to select his own room.
“Where are you going?” Kyle asked.