"Nnng..." Ciel grumbled as he awoke from his slumber. As he sat up, he felt a strange sensation between his legs. "Sebastien..." he called grogily.
His butler soon arrived in the doorway leading into his bedroom. "Yes, my young master?" he said. Ciel looked at him with tired eyes, and then at the buldge in between his thighs.
Sebastien let out a small chuckle. "You're wondering what that is, aren't you, young master?" Ciel nodded without hesitation. "How do I make it go away?" he groaned.
Sebastien drafted his hand down to the restrained tent. "Does it hurt when I do this?" Ciel blushed furiously while biting his lip. He shook his head in response.
"Good." said his butler. "Sebastien what are you-" he was interrupted by the shock when his butler completely stripped him of all his clothes. "Stop it now, Sebastien!" he screeched. "Do you want it gone or not?" he retorted coldly to his master.
Ciel looked away and hesitantly said, "Fine."
"How did this begin, my lord?" his butler questioned.
"I just woke up, is all." he said, unsure of what the bulge meant.
"Were you thinking of anything, say, perverted?" he smirked.
"No!" Ciel shouted. "I don't do things like that, unlike you!" he yelled. "Now, now. No need to get upset, young lord. It's common for boys your age to get these once in a while. You are almost an adolescent, you know."
"Please, just make it go away." he whined. "Is that an order, young lord?" he questioned. He didn't want Ciel to regret his decision later. "Yes. This is an order!" he commanded. "...As you wish..." he replied.
Sebastien ripped off his white gloves with his teeth as his master lie on the bed, waiting impatiently. He slid his cold hands over Ciel's glowing, violet eye. "I'll be gentle." he whispered.
He dragged his elegant hands over his master's body and stopped at the base of the area that needed treatment. His master began to tremble beneath him, panting and sweating already.
"S..." Ciel breathed. "Do whatever you want, young master." he said soothingly. Ciel gulped and nodded with his eyes shut. The poor boy bit his lip to avoid saying his butler's name.
Sebastien stroked his aching area. "S...Sebas..." he moaned. Ciel began writhing and twisting from under his butler. He made embarrassing noises, so he couldn't help but turn red. His butler quickened his pace making Ciel's moans and squeaks gradually louder.
"Sebast...!" he groaned. He shifted uncomfortably from all the pleasure. His butler suddenly grabbed his aching and throbbing member and pumped it slowly. His master let out a loud gasp and shuddered in pleasure.
He reached out for his butler who was leaning over his hips. He grabbed his hair and let out a loud groan. Tears leaked from Ciel's eyes from the overwhelming pleasure. "Ah! Sebastien!" he cried breathlessly. He began to arch his back.
He moaned loudly as Sebastien pumped faster. With his free hand, he brushed the matted hair our of Ciel's flushed face. He panted heavily in between moans. He bit his lip, he didn't want it to end.
He grew more tired, and the heat in his stomach grew more and more unbearable. He groaned and writhed beneath his torturing butler. He bit his lip too hard and began to bleed. He didn't care. He would do that a thousand more times before this would end.
But sadly, that would never happen. With a loud, whining moan, he screamed his butler's name. Ciel released his semen all over Sebastien before collapsing under the torturer. He quickly fell asleep quietly after his treatment.
"Sleep well, my lord." his semen-covered butler whispered.