Bondage Mansion (Ferard)

Chapter 25: Revenge

***Gerard***

It's warm by the fire as he watches the stranger move around the little hut. The coffee that he made is not the best, but it warms Gerard on the inside and that is what matters. Gerard is wrapped in a tattered sheet that has seen many washings and better days. The guy is bent over the fire stirring a pot that smells really good. He ladles some into a chipped bowl and hands it to Gerard with a smile.

"Thank you, um..."

"Bob, and don't mention it."

Gerard lifts a spoon full of stew to his mouth and blows on it gently. Bob is watching him intently. He takes a bite of it despite it being a little too hot.

"It's delicious."

"I'm glad the Mistress approves."

Gerard looks at him startled and drops the spoon splashing hot liquid on part of his chest.

"Careful now it's hot."

"Yes, sorry, you just...you know who I am?"

"Oh yes Master Way, I have been working here for several months now tending to the flower garden that you love so much. I watch when you walk among them and how content you look."

Gerard blushes at the thought of this guy watching him when he was in some of his most intimate moments of thought. Bob hands him a cloth and he starts to clean some of the spilled stew off the front of his, Mike's, shirt. While doing this the sleeve slips up and Bob catches a glimpse of the marks that the chains left on his body. Gerard yelps as Bob reaches out and roughly grabs at his wrist and pulls the sleeve all the way up. It reveals the arm of the glove as well as the splotches of dried wax and spots where the wax left burn marks. Bob leers at Gerard and leans in really close to his face. He smells of potting soil and bad whiskey. Gerard shudders a bit.

"So the Mistress of the house is into this kind of kink huh?"

Gerard pulls his wrist out of Bob's grasp and rises from the chair. He looks around for the door and starts to inch his way over to it.

"Thank you for your help, but I think I need to go now. I am sure that Master McCracken is looking for me."

Bob stalks after Gerard slowly with a wild look in his eyes. Gerard hits the door with his back groping for the handle. Bob reaches him and boxes him in with his arms. He stares predatorily into Gerard's eyes and looks him up and down for more marks.

"What's your hurry Master Way, it isn't polite to leave before dessert is served."

"W-W-What's for dessert?"

"Why you of course."

Gerard's eyes go wide as Bob tears the sheet away from him and it falls to the ground in two. He then grabs both sides of the shirt and tears it off his shoulders. As the pieces fall down on his arms the full outfit that Gerard is wearing is revealed. Bob looks at the corset on him and nothing else and smirks.

"Why you little slut, you are just asking for it aren't you, dressed like this, and old Bob is going to give it to you good."

***Bert***

"GERARD!!!"

Robert frantically swept across the land with the rain pouring down. He knew he saw Gerard run this way through the garden, but then he disappeared. He looked towards the wall where the forest was, but Gerard would never go there without an escort. He knows that it can be dangerous with the animals and strangers. Still, he was wondered, could he? He took another walk around the land and then gave up and headed back inside. When he came out of the kitchen Frank and two of his friends were sitting having a couple of drinks. Frank looked up at Robert and laughed drunkenly.