Bondage Mansion (Ferard)

Chapter 45: Think Think Think

***Gerard***


Light was streaming in from the dawn breaking over the Eastern Wall. Gerard blinked and groaned. Everything hurt. He lifted his arm over his head and saw the marks that covered his skin. Gerard looked at them and smiled. He felt a heavy arm across his hips. He heard a soft growl next to his ear. He was suddenly pulled into a tight grasp. Gerard moved his arm a bit and looked over to his side. Frank was still asleep, but even in repose he was possessive. It was not like Gerard could go anywhere even if he wanted to. The chain was heavy that lead to the post at the end of the bed. Gerard moved it slightly so that he could change positions. He turned on his side and looked at the man sleeping next to him. He was beautiful in an unconventional way. Gerard inwardly sighed. He could see himself spending the rest of his life with Frank. That was no lie, but he is not sure that he could live his life like this all the time. He would like to be able to go out and not be tied up in anyway; just be able to smile and act normal with other people around him. Likewise, he does not think that he could give this up, as he originally thought he could the other day. This was not Robert's interest though. He briefly wondered how Robert would feel if he married him, but also staying with Frank to scratch his itch so to speak. Gerard knew that would never happen unless this was a perfect world, but he could dream right?

"What is on your mind my pet?"

Gerard heard Frank's voice, but his eyes remained closed. He wondered how he knew that Gerard was awake. As if to answer the question in his head Frank spoke again.

"I can feel you pondering something beneath your skin. Your bones are vibrating under my fingers."

To punctuate this, Frank squeezes Gerard's hips and Gerard lets out a slight gasp which causes Frank to smile and open his eyes. They shine in the morning sunlight filtering all around them. Gerard thinks in that moment he looks like an angel. He is reminded how it was Frank that saved him twice when he was being hurt by another and brought him back from the brink of his own despair.

"I was pondering waking you up with a kiss, but was unsure if I would be admonished for it...Master."

"On your knees."

Gerard obeyed and moved out of Frank's grasp. He centered himself on the bed and pulled into the commanded position. He sat there waiting for further instructions. He watched as Frank pulled himself into a more upright position against the headboard.

"Come forward."

Gerard moved forward slowly keeping eye contact for further nonverbal instruction. When he saw it in Frank's eyes he stopped with no command. Frank pulled the sheet off of his lower half and Gerard's mouth could not help, but water as his morning erection was revealed. In this light, Frank's cock looked like a work of art. It might as well have been a sculpture carved out of marble with perfect lines etched into it. Gerard saw Frank's expression morph into a smirk. He knew how much Gerard worshiped his member and took great delight in forming the words that Gerard was hoping to hear.

"Suck it."

Gerard tried not to look so eager as he replied.

"Yes Master."


***Mikey***


Michael woke up moaning as Jamia continued to take his morning hardness into her soft wet mouth. As she slipped up from the shaft to the head she murmured into it.

"Wish I could wake you up everyday like this Master."

"As do I Whore, as do I."

Any other conversation was lost as his cock was engulfed one more time and Michael bucked up into the heat at the back of her throat. She was good, not as good as Gerard he quickly thought, and he was not going to last much longer. Michael decided that this was not how he wanted to cum this morning. He pushed her off and onto her back. Quickly tossing the sheets away he entered her with a stabbing thrust. Jamia cried out and he pummeled her with hurried jabs. He came not too much further along and collapsed onto her body breathless. She pets his hair for a moment and he had a memory of Lady Way doing this when they first got together, before sex became a need for procreation rather than an act of pleasure. Not feeling guilty in the slightest for thinking of his wife while surrounded by Jamia's heat, he looked at her. The adoration in her eyes was overwhelming and he wondered if this was what Frank saw when he looked in Gerard's eyes. Michael saw the same thing in his brother, but it had nothing to do with being intimate. Gerard had always looked up to Michael for taking over the family business when he could not handle it. He was always grateful. He always would be. Michael stirred when Jamia whimpered a bit. He realized he still had his full weight on her.

"Sorry, I was lost in thought."

"No need to apologize Master."

Michael leaned down and kissed her lips lightly.

"Such a good pet. Now clean up here and then get to your room and dress to serve morning meal. I will go rouse Frank and my brother."

"Yes Master."

Michel removed himself from Jamia and then the bed. He pulled on his robe and looked back at her. She was lying there panting, trying to catch her breath. She almost looked beautiful. He turned his back on her and left the room. Robert had apparently returned from his trip. Mr. Wentz was just exiting his room and Michael caught a glimpse of Robert at his wash basin. As he passed by Mr. Wentz bowed to him and made his way to the stairs. Michael let him pass and then knocked on Robert's door.

"Enter."

Michael opened the door and saw Robert look up at him. He was in the middle of shaving. Michael nodded and headed to the table and sat in the chair allowing Robert to steel his concentration and avoid any nicks. He waited patiently till Robert made the last swipe with the straight razor to the underside of his chin. He rinsed the blade off and folded it in half. He splashed new water on his face to remove any excess cream. Examining his face in the mirror, he looked satisfied enough to turn his full attention on Michael.

"Do you hate him?"

Robert was surprised at the question that came out of Michael's mouth, but Michael had to know. Robert walked over to the table and sat opposite him.

"Of course I don't hate him, I am just trying to understand why he does what he does?"

"Because he is ordered to, you know this Robert."

"Perhaps you were too distracted at the time to see what I saw Michael. He may have his orders, but there is a certain satisfaction and desire that comes along with them."

"You know he will never be the same again. Can you accept that?"

"If Gerard feels the need to exercise his right as a gentleman to visit a whore house after we are married, I will not deny him."

"Could you be comfortable knowing that you will never satisfy him in that way?"

"I think after a while Gerard will get over some of the things he has done and perhaps there will be a bit of burning desire there, but nothing I have to fear I think."

"You are confident that he will choose you then."

"Without a doubt in my mind."

Michael nodded to Robert as he rose and exited the room. After closing the door has made his way down the stairs. The table was already set for meals and Michael approved when he saw Jamia's outfit. She blushed and continued with her duties. Michael headed down the Eastern Hall to Frank's rooms. Michael briefly wonders what is going to happen after tomorrow. It is not that he would not want to go back to the way things were before, he is just not sure that he could. After tasting this life, he finds he craves it now. He supposes he could convince Robert to give him Jamia, but that would break his own beliefs of not having the opposite gender working in his home. There is no way that he could come here and have his way with her after Frank left. Frank is leaving. The thought hung heavy in his heart. He had actually come to like the man despite the reason that he arrived in the first place. He wondered if they could continue to be friends outside of the Mansion, but he doubted that Frank would want reminders of what he lost. Another thought was that Robert may dismiss Jamia after Frank leaves or send her with him. Too many thoughts for the morning. He needed coffee if he was going to have anymore. As he neared Frank's room he heard the telltale sighs of his brother and he knew that he was very happy right now.

"Oh fuck yeah Gee, You are so good at this."

Michael chuckled and decided to leave them to their morning time as he had with Jamia. He headed back upstairs to get dressed.


***Frank***


Frank had traveled to many places, he had seen many sights and many beautiful works of art, but he did not think that anything could really compare to the work of living art that Gerard made as he rode his cock hard and fast. Frank had a vise grip on his hips as he worked in tandem with Gerard, thrusting in to meet his body bearing down on him. Gerard cried out as once again Frank angled perfectly and hit his prostate.

"Oh fuck, please Master, I need, I need."

"You need what Gee?"

"Please touch me, I'm begging you."

"Mmmm, but I am touching you Gee."

"No, I just, I want."

Frank reached one hand behind Gerard's neck and pulled him close.

"Tell me Gee, tell me what you want."

"I want you to..."

Frank cut Gerard off by wrapping his hand around Gerard's neck and pressing them into a kiss. Through all this he never stopped their relentless pace. It was almost as if they both knew that it could be their last time together. Gerard ground down hard against Frank as he pressed more wanton into the kiss. He submitted to Frank and let him dominate the kiss, and everything else at the moment. Frank owned him and his heart at that second. He knew fleetingly that it was not forever, and it pained his heart. Still he would take what he could while he could. He thinks that they both know it is over. He doesn't want it to be. He does not want to return to a life without Gerard, it knows he does not have to either. He could gun Robert down or have him have an accident on the way to the office in town. Problem is Frank only wants Gerard as he is free to do it on his own. Fuck that never mattered before, but it does now.

"Uh fuck Frankie, please."

Frank doesn't even take concern that Gerard slipped, at that point he just wants Gerard to be his. He pulls off the cock ring that Gerard had on since yesterday, and slowly slides his hand along the sensitive skin. Gerard keens and bucks up hard against Frank. It only takes a few and Gerard is pulsing and cumming all over them. It takes all his nerves and energy to not cum himself. Once Gerard is spent, Frank knocks them both over so that Gerard is on his back. Gerard wraps his legs around Frank, and Frank hitches them high over his hips as he throws Gerard off, by switching to a slower pace. Gerard writhes below him sweating and panting and he runs his fingers into Frank's hair. Frank just keeps his eyes on Gerard as much as he can. He feels perfect and Frank does not want to let go of that, but all good things come to an end and even at this slow pace, the buildup works it's way in and Frank finds himself cumming in long slow stripes inside Gerard and Gerard screams out his name.

"I love you Frankie."

"I love you too Gee."


***Bert***


Robert could not help it. He had a spring in his step today. He passed Michael on the stairs as he was heading down. He looked in the dining room to see if anyone had arrived for breakfast, but no one had yet. He figured that Frank and Gerard were either still asleep or getting out that last day of pent up whatever. Robert did not care. Tomorrow was his three days and then that was it. He would discuss with Gerard what to do with Frank's room after they had made love in the morning. Robert headed into the kitchen to talk to Jimmy. He was going to tell him to make a huge feast tonight. He wanted several kinds of meat too. Fuck Frank and his damn vegetables! This house was going to get back to order again with meat and potatoes on the menu once more. He was still intending to have some vegetable for Gerard, but Gerard had lost weight during this month and he needed fattening up again.

"Master McCracken, what kin I do fer ya this fine mornin?"

"You can make a wonderful feast for me this evening Jimmy. I want the table to be overflowing with meats of every kind along with starches."

"Ah, of course Master McCracken, and what from the vegetable garden?"

"Nothing, well perhaps a small bowl of beans for Gerard, but that is it. Oh and dessert! The richer the better."

"What of Master Iero's needs Sir?"

"Master Iero will no longer be a concern for you after tomorrow Jimmy."

"Yes Sir."

Robert left the kitchen and popped into the Library. He saw that Gerard had started a new painting again. The lines were jagged and Robert wondered what Gerard was thinking about when he created this. No matter, paintings like this will be a passing fancy for him and he will go back to his beautiful landscapes after tonight. Robert turned to the window as the sunlight poured in.

"A great morning indeed."