Good Lord: Woolf Tales 2

by Viva Gold

  Adam’s hair was pulled into a messy bun on his head and it wobbled every time he issued another command. For some reason, I was transfixed on how it stayed in place.

  Izzy got to work very quickly. Henri attempted to object flailing his arms about and protesting the arrogance of invading his home. Izzy got really pissed off and thumped Henri in the face which shut him up quickly and allowed Izzy to restrain him. At this point the Twins swept in and herded the boys into a group at the far end of the room where they sat huddled together quietly, wide eyed at all the activity. They were little more than children which broke my heart all over again.

  I found my strength and cautiously approached Remi who immediately shook his head and tried to look away.

  “Shh baby boy. Let me look after you.”

  I tentatively stroked his chest and a gargled whimper escaped his open mouth. I removed the lace thong from around the gag and threw it to the floor. The sight of the head contraption repulsed me and I carefully undid it releasing Remi’s eyes and lips from the hideous restraint. All he could do was blink and swallow repeatedly.

  “Give it here Jason.” Izzy scowled at the menacing looking piece of equipment. I threw it to him and he deftly fitted it around Henri’s head not taking too much care to be gentle. Henri looked like a gimp by the time he’d finished. I huffed my disdain before returning to my charge.

  I leaned over and kissed Remi’s face and his eyes filled. He tried to whisper something but his mouth was too sore and too dry. I placed a finger lightly over his lips.

  “Hush now. G&T are going to help me get you out of this harness. Don’t fight them Remi; let them carry your weight and we’ll find a private place away from this monster.” Remi closed his eyes in shame and I whispered he had nothing to be ashamed of, that he was strong and beautiful. I was about to remove the nipple clamps when a strong hand grabbed my wrist.

  “Don’t do that here.” Izzy warned. “It’s likely Remi will be in extreme agony when they come off.” Izzy looked pained. The torture he’d witnessed here was nothing like his brand of BDSM. There was no pleasure or shared sexual gratification and certainly no love in any of the things Henri had subjected Remi to. I feared for Henri. I knew what Izzy was capable of when he was mad and judging by his barely repressed fury he was fuming.

  I watched while my amazing friends took care of Remi. The Twins were big enough to be able to handle Remi with relative ease despite my cousin being heavily muscled and quite tall. They had done the same for Adam when he was incapable of fending for himself after his attack and I knew they would treat Remi with respect and care. He seemed to sense their quiet, controlled actions and I saw him relax slightly under their touch.

  When he was at last upright and standing albeit supported by the Twins, Cinq ran over with a cup of water and a sheet to tie around Remi’s waist. The boy’s face was a mask of sorrow and I couldn’t help but reach out and stroke his hair.

  “Merci, Cinq.” He blushed at my gratitude and hurried back to his friends. Remi sipped the water tentatively before draining the cup.

  G & T tried to guide Remi towards the door having told us they’d spotted a bedroom down the hall, but he resisted.

  “Wait.” His voice was a weak rasp. “I want to speak with Henri.”

  I took Remi’s hand and was relieved when he squeezed it. I still had some apologising to do but I think he got the message I was serious about him. Probably something to do with the rescue mission and the four gangsters I’d brought with me. G & T shuffled Remi forward.

  “Hold his head so he is looking at me.” Izzy complied.

  Remi reached out and unplugged Henri’s mouth. He leaned forward and for one heart stopping moment I thought he was going to kiss him, but Remi hawked up the ugliest sounding glob of phlegm that made me wrinkle my nose in disgust because I knew exactly what he was going to do, and it was so Remi that I almost applauded. With a look of utter defiance on his face, Remi spat his load into Henri’s mouth and secured the plug.

  “I hate you and I will never, ever see or speak with you again. You were supposed to love me.” Remi nodded to the Twins and they escorted him out of the room.

  But I wasn’t finished with Henri, and Izzy and Adam happily let me have my say.

  “Henri De La Roche, for Remi’s and my family’s sakes, we will not go down a legal route with you. You will not be officially punished for your heinous crimes.” Henri grunted and I glared at him. “Do not mistake this for mercy. I have some very powerful friends.” I gestured to the men flanking me. “And as you correctly established, I am Lord Greenall, part of an extremely influential and far reaching family. I will ensure that your finances disappear and that your reputation is ruined. Your name will be worth nothing after I have destroyed you.” Henri’s eyes were wild. “For now, though, I’m going to let Izzy demonstrate his skills as a Master Dom. He has a multitude of uniquely scintillating ways of making a person suffer.” Adam raised his eyebrows at me; it’s true I was embellishing a little but I wanted to instil much mental torment as part of my revenge for Remi’s treatment.

  I turned away from Henri; he was literally making me sick and I had not the first idea how I was actually going to go about destroying the man but I would try. I’d never really done anything criminal in my life bar getting the odd speeding ticket and illegal parking fine. Yet, the thought of ruining Henri for life was immensely satisfying and I’d risk everything for retribution.

  It was at that point that my father walked in on all the mess. My heart sank. He shouldn’t have to be a part of this and I regretted bringing him along. But he surprised me. His hand clamped down on my shoulder.

  “You heard all that?” I asked him with wide eyes. I needed him to be my Dad in that moment more than I ever had before. And of course, Ben Greenall did not disappoint; he never did.

  “You leave all that to me son. Go attend to my nephew and I’ll explain to this worthless piece of scum that messing with my family was not a terribly good idea. All that stuff about destroying him - I’ll make that happen with one phone call.” He gathered me into his arms and I took a few moments refuge in his embrace.

  “Thank you, Daddy.” I hugged him again.

  “Also, I’m quite keen to finally see Isadore Woolf at work. What can I say?” Ben Greenall winked at me and shooed me out of the room.

  CHAPTER 13

  I headed off down the corridor to find Remi. Behind me I heard the patter of bare feet. When I turned to look, Cinq had followed me out. I scowled at him. “Go away little one. Go on, leave. Go be with your friends.” Cinq shook his head. His lower lip disappeared between his teeth and he worried at it but he didn’t move. He tugged at my hand and looked at me with those round hazel eyes. I was pleased to see his pupils had decreased in size as the drugs had worn off. I sighed; I asked him in French what he wanted and he replied only to be allowed to help me take care of Remi. Clearly, he had a crush on him but he also pointed out that he knew where the aftercare supplies were kept which made me incredibly grateful for his offer of aid.

  “Go on then sweetie, go get the supplies and while you’re about it, take your cock cage off and remove your butt plug, there’s no need for them any longer.”

  Two jiggly pale orbs trotted off down the hall and I cocked my head at his retreating figure. Once he was well fed and off the chemicals currently keeping him going, Cinq was going to be a stunner.

  I quietly entered the room where the Twins had left Remi in peace. He was laid out on the bed on his back. His eyes were closed and his chest was rising and falling with laboured breaths. I cleared my throat softly announcing my arrival.

  “Jason.” Remi croaked.

  I hurried to his side and gripped his hand. “I’m so sorry, baby. I said some hurtful things and I’m sorry. This is my fault.” My grief was thick in my throat.

  Remi shook his head. “No. I ran when I should have stayed and confronted you. It’s like anything bad happens and my immediate instinct is to run to Henri
. It’s easier to have him control my every move and thought than feel anything for myself. But this time he was too cruel. And the boys….” Remi’s voice broke. “What has he done?” Tears rolled down his face and I pressed our foreheads together.

  “Shh. They’re safe now. And dear little Cinq seems to have a little crush on you.”

  Remi grunted. “All the boys are so sweet. They tried so hard to make Henri stop his wicked torment, but whatever he gave them made them weak and docile. Every time one showed an ounce of defiance he dosed them up again.”

  A strangled cry emanated from behind me and I swung around to watch as Cinq crumpled to the floor sobbing. I rushed to help him up and was shocked at how little he weighed. The boy burrowed into me like a little lost puppy and I carried him over to the bed. He cried apologies over and over.

  “Don’t be so tormented little one, none of this is your doing.” I spoke in French as I tried to soothe Cinq as best I could out of his traumatised state.

  “I could have done more to stop Master Henri.” Cinq hiccupped his words out.

  Remi grabbed his chin. “Never call that sick son of a bitch ‘master’ again. He tricked you into thinking his way of life was the only way off the streets, but he basically kidnapped you and kept you prisoner. Some of those other boys are still children.” Remi choked up. “I can’t bear it. How could I have not known Henri was on this path?”

  I scoffed. “Don’t be so ridiculous. Henri is the only one to blame. Perhaps he is ill.”

  “Well he is sick alright.” An expression of disgust marred Remi’s handsome face. My cousin was hurting in so many ways.

  I laid Cinq down carefully by Remi’s side and Remi tucked him in under one arm. I could see even the slightest movement was causing him pain and a sense of urgency in getting the clamps and the sound away from his body urged me to action. I gathered the supplies Cinq had dropped and brought them back to the bed.

  “Cinq, I need you to keep very still and not make any sudden movements. I’m going to remove the sound first.” Izzy had given me a quick rundown on how not to cause any damage and I willed myself calm. Basically, I just had to pull out the stainless-steel rod really carefully.

  “Attends!” Cinq’s warning made me freeze. He told me to wash my hands and use lots of lube. That’s what Henri did when he unstuffed Cinq’s cock apparently. I thanked him for the advice and returned with clean hands. Cinq passed me the lube and I squeezed some around Remi’s swollen slit. He hissed as I slowly began to pull out the rod. I knew he must be ultra-sensitive and extremely sore and his hands turned to fists as his breaths panted out. Cinq fussed over him and rubbed his arms and shoulders until finally the end of the sound popped free.

  “Oh fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Remi’s eyes were squeezed tightly shut and I made a few crazy hand gestures at Cinq signalling that I was going to remove the nipple clamps without warning. It was going to burn like fuck when the blood made its way back to Remi’s swollen peaks and I wanted Cinq to be ready with the balm. With a deft skill I never knew I possessed, I managed to unclamp his nipples in seconds without Remi even realising. I indicated for Cinq to move away and I took a step back. We were both holding our breath.

  “Arghhhhh!” Remi bolted upright holding his chest and fighting for air. He was in absolute agony. Cinq scrambled into action squirting lotion into his hands and prying his way onto Remi’s chest slathering the soothing balm all over his breasts. Remi tried to bat him away but the boy was wily dodging his flailing arms. Remi finally calmed down and Cinq and I managed to flank him either side petting him until his breathing regulated.

  “Oh shit, that was bad.” Remi rasped. “Sorry.”

  “Don’t apologise. It’s me who should be saying sorry.” I kissed Remi’s cheek and was amused to notice Cinq silently mirror all my moves. Remi side eyed the boy who blushed from head to toe before tucking his head back into Remi’s armpit. Seems we had ourselves a little pup. Remi groaned.

  “What can I do baby?” I stared into Remi’s eyes and saw only shame and pain. “Tell me.” I gently brushed my lips over his swollen mouth.

  “I need to come.” Remi rasped. “Whatever that fucker fed me is making me so fucking horny.” I looked down at Remi’s cock having completely forgotten it was still bound in the cock ring.

  “Oh gosh, here let me help.” As soon as I touched Remi’s ultra-sensitive skin he yelled and bucked. Cinq began to tremble. He wormed an arm around Remi’s waist and clung on tightly. Remi didn’t seem to notice; he was too far gone already.

  “Please Jase….” Remi’s voice was full of need and desperation. I grabbed the lube using far too much for fear of hurting his sore skin and covered his cock. He gasped and rocked thrashing his head from side to side. His cock was engorged and leaking as I took it in hand. I didn’t want to prolong his agony so I gently masturbated him using steady, firm, slow pulls and within seconds he was yelling nonsense and thrusting his hips into my fist until his orgasm struck. Barrels of come exploded out of the head of his cock splattering his stomach, some even landed on Cinq’s cheek making him giggle but he made no move to wipe it away. He was watching Remi with a look of utter awe on his face. Yup, the boy had it bad, but I wasn’t jealous. My Remi was gorgeous; I completely understood Cinq’s infatuation. “Oh God, Jase, I need more.” Remi’s cock was twitching as his climax dissipated yet it showed no signs of softening.

  “Bloody hell, that’s incredible.”

  “Two more times.” Cinq whispered. “It won’t go down until he has come twice more.” He stuck two fingers up then quickly retracted them. “It’s the pills.”

  “Sounds like he gave you horse Viagra.” I snorted. Remi raised his eyebrows at me. I was relieved to see some colour returning to his face.

  “Well ride me like a fucking pony then.” He snarled and tugged on my waistband. Cinq immediately scooted back on the mattress but Remi shot an arm out and grabbed him. “Where are you going little one?” I watched as he tucked Cinq back under his arm. “Stay right there.” Remi was already beginning to fuck with my head not two minutes after being rescued. I could feel a major hissy fit about to erupt. His eyes pinned me in place. “Get naked and pop yourself on my cock cousin, or I might just use one of Cinq’s holes instead.”

  I huffed exasperated while I ditched my clothing as Remi demanded. I knew this was his way of reclaiming his bravado even though it hurt a little to be so easily replaced if I didn’t move fast enough. Why that turned me on so much was beyond me. Remi pushed my buttons like no one else, yet I was inexplicably drawn to him. I wet my fingers with the lube and stuck them up my bum stretching myself for Remi’s fat cock. As I straddled him I was just about to impale myself when he stopped me.

  “Condom.”

  “But we’ve never….” I argued to which Remi slapped me around the face.

  “Use your brain.” Remi’s chest heaved and he looked away from me. “I’ll get tested as soon as possible, but I’m not risking one hair on your precious head. Do you understand?” He twisted his head back to face me and grabbed my chin hard in his hand. “So. Condom.”

  Tears stung my eyes. Remi was brutal and coarse and rough, but he was always aware of how much he could hurt me before it became too much. The thought that he might be carrying something harmful devastated me but the fact that he wouldn’t put me at risk made me soar. We were so fucked up.

  “Gahhh.” Remi’s sex sound took me by surprise. Our naughty little imp was busy covering Remi’s cock with latex and lube. Cinq blushed and flopped back down on the mattress. His own cock was a pretty shade of pink. It was little like him but very fucking cute. I lowered myself onto Remi’s rigid shaft until my arse cheeks were flush with his hips. “Yessss. Oh God I’ve missed your hole.” Remi clamped a hand around my waist and held me still.

  “Need to move.” I begged. “You feel so big.”

  Remi grunted and Cinq squirmed. His little willy was leaking all over his tummy. Remi noticed.

  “Jesus yo
u’re making a right sticky mess, mon petit. Stand up and stick your cock in Jason’s mouth.” Cinq’s eyes went wide but now that he was fully aware of the world around him, he wasn’t about to pass up the opportunity to get blown by a Lord.

  “Come on.” I beckoned as I let my jaw fall open. Cinq guided his cute little penis between my lips and watched in awe as I sucked on it greedily.

  “Jason’s the only one not allowed to come.” Remi added for good measure. I growled my displeasure which made Cinq jerk as the vibrations enhanced his pleasure. I was so fucking good with my mouth he’d be done in a few minutes.

  Remi jerked his hips and the head of his cock hit my prostate. He did it again and again until I was moaning around Cinq’s penis and the more I moaned the more he squealed until his hands curled in my hair and he came in my mouth. I swallowed his load while he jigged around like a marionette. When I released him, he plopped onto the mattress spent and dazed. Remi and I laughed. “My Jason is the best, non?” Remi asked Cinq who could only nod. The word ‘my’ in that sentence nearly made my heart burst out of my chest and I sighed and clenched hard. “Fucker.” Remi growled as he bounced me violently up and down on his cock. His movements were frantic and desperate and so fucking good I could feel my own climax building. I knew he told me not to come but he was pegging my spot every time.

  “Remi, please. I’m going to come. Please let me.” Remi reached down and clamped his fist around the base of my shaft and I whimpered as my encroaching climax receded. “Mother fucker. Not fair.” I wailed not caring if the entire chateaux heard my complaining.