Sides story to my other Gundam Wing fanfic 'Kitty.' I think it's better if you read Kitty, before you read this… Especially part two (in writing) shouldn't be read before you've read a great deal of 'Kitty'
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing and it's characters in any way.
SAVE THE TEARS FOR THE RIGHT MOMENT.
'Please, no…don't take him away from me…please.' Begged the mother of a two year old boy.
'You know you can't keep him. It would ruin my reputation if he stayed. You have no right to keep the child.'
'You have no right to take it away from me! It's my child!'
'And you are MY slave, so I decide what happens with him.'
'Then why didn't you have it removed when it wasn't born yet? Why after two years?' complained the woman.
'Because I say so!' he snapped. 'Take him away.' He ordered to a servant. 'And you…' he said to the woman. 'Prepare for 30 lashes.'
'30?…As you wish my Lord.' She said defeated. She knew she couldn't do a thing.
The boy was taken away to an institute far away from his birthplace. The institute he was placed in was an institute to raise slaves. He was condemned to the same faith as his mother.
10 years later.'Mistress? You wanted to speak with me?' asked a blond boy. He was completely dressed in blue simple clothes. The only thing that made him stand out to all other slaves were his platinum blond, almost white hair, together with his crystal blue eyes.
'Yes. I've had complaints about your behaviour lately.'
'My behaviour ma'am?'
'Don't play dumb Milliardo. We both know that you know what I'm talking about.'
'Mistress, honestly, I…'
'Milliardo!' she warned. 'How long have you been here now Milliardo?'
'Twelve years ma'am.'
'And still you do not know the rules?' she asked irritated
'I do know the rules ma'am, but…' he said fidgeting with the metal collar around his neck.
'Don't contradict me young man! And stop playing with your collar. It's not made for that.'
'No ma'am. I'm sorry ma'am.'
'You should be. Otto! Come in!' she said calling the man.
'Yes Lady Une?' he asked when he cam in.
'Give him sixteen' She said making a gesture to Milliardo.
'What? Why?' snapped the blond.
'Two more lashes' Added Une and she continued with her paperwork.
'C'mon.' said Otto taking Milliardo away.
Milliardos hands were chained to the wall. No matter how much it hurt him, he kept fighting, he didn't give in. He never had, and he would never do it.
When he was ten years old he was told that he'd been born as a slave. He'd been told that his father was a man of high status and that he had made one of his slaves pregnant. It was 'normal' for children of slaves to be taken away. That counted even more for Milliardo. They'd told him that his mother was one of the few genetically breed slaves, which made him rather special. That groups of slaves were called 'odíons'. They all had dark brown hair, and ice blue eyes. Their genes were adapted so they wouldn't suffer natural diseases, and that they would have the perfect figure. Their personality was made rather rebellious, but when broken, perfectly obeying.
Milliardo had half of his mothers blood so he had a few of those 'perfections.' His hair colour was his fathers, but his eyes, body shape and rebellious behaviour he shared with his mother.
Milliardo didn't know who his parents were, he only knew what he was told. He knew that he could never see his father and mother.
'Stand up.' Ordered Otto after he had removed the chains. 'Let's get you to the medical room.' He said with a gently voice.
'Can you walk on your own?' he asked.
Milliardo silently nodded and followed the man to the medical room.
Every time Milliardo was hurt he wondered why they bothered to take him to the medical room and treat the wounds. One: He was the only one in the institute who got treatment, Two: Even with the treatment scars will remain and will lower the price people have to pay for him. Due to his Odíons blood all scars disappeared after five years at the most, but he always had scars somewhere. There wasn't a month without a punishment for the boy.
'Luckily' for him he wasn't sold yet. He was now half way his training. He had learned from young age that he was a slave and that he had to do everything that he was ordered to. He had even learned how to read and write. He had learned how to talk, walk, eat, sleep, everything, except for the second part of his training. How to please his master or mistress in a sexual way. Milliardo had suspected that he would be sold as a pleasure slave when he was older, but he didn't know when his training would start. He was twelve now, and that was normally taken the age to start the training. But his thirteenth birthday was nearing, and he still hadn't been trained. Not that he mattered, he didn't mind at all, but he did found it rather strange.
The next day Lady Une visited Milliardo in the medical room.
'How are you feeling Milliardo?' she asked while sitting next to the boy on his bed.
'Like anyone would feel after he's been whipped.' He said remaining lying as he was. Flat on his stomach, never looking Lady
Une in the eyes.
'I came to tell you, that when you are strong enough to stand again, you're new training will start. You're going to be
transferred to another place.'
'Another place ma'am? Where?'
'That's something I can't tell you.'
'Mistress? Do you know how long the 'training' will take?' asked the boy carefully trying to sit up, but he failed.
'Don't overstrain yourself.' Said Une kindly. 'The training will take as long as it needs. It depends on how you…'
'Let myself get raped.' He bluntly said.
'Milliardo!' she warned. 'I should have you whipped for that.'
The blond flinched Not again
'But…' she continued. 'No more whiplashes from now on. We don't want your skin scarred badly when your sold.'
'Everything to make more money out of me.' He said sarcastic and annoyed. 'I feel more like an object than a person.'
'Well maybe you are more an object than a person.' Remarked Une.
The blond flinched again. That had hurt. Tears started to dwell up in his eyes. He fought against his tears. He was learned
when he was young that showing tears was one of the weaknesses that should never be shown.
'I can't help it my mother was a slave!' he snapped. He buried his face in the pillow and finally let the tears go their way.
Une knew trying to comfort the boy wouldn't work. She left Milliardo alone.
Why? Why is my life such a hell?
Lady Une didn't come to check on Milliardo for the next two days. The boy had regained enough strength in two days to be able to walk again. Sleeping on his back was still out of the question. Une dropped by in the medical room late in the evening.
'Feeling better?' she asked kindly. Une wasn't dressed in her normal uniform, but wore a skirt just above her knees with a
marine blue, daring, shirt. Her normal in knots braided hair now hung loos over her shoulders.
'Mistress?' said the blond staring at her. 'You look…stunning ma'am.' He said.
'Thank you.' She said smiling.
'May I ask the reason for your change of clothes ma'am? Is there something special today?'
'These are my civilian clothes' she answered. 'Here, take these clothes on.' She said handing them to Milliardo.
'Now Mistress?'
'No in five years…of course.' She said calmly, not like normal. Normally she would've at least slapped Milliardo for that.
'Please ma'am.' Said Milliardo taking on the clothes. 'I know I'm being transferred today, you really don't have to act nice.'
'What makes you think I'm acting? I also have a good side you know…'
'I'm sorry ma'am. I never implied that…' he said when he was finished dressing.
'It's okay Milliardo.' She said looking at the boy. This time he was dressed in plain black clothes, giving his skin and hair
colourr an accent. Almost white against black stood out.
'Should I braid my hair ma'am?' he asked knowing that long hair was mostly not allowed.
'No, you can leave it as it is…Turn around and hold your hands on your back.' She ordered. She shackled Milliardos hands.
'Follow me.' She said and went outside. A car with darkened windows was already waiting. The bond got in the car first, and
Une followed.
'You may leave.' She said to the driver.
'How long until we get there ma'am?' asked the blond sitting a bit different, trying to find a pose what didn't hurt too much.
'About an hour.'
After a few minutes of silence Milliardo asked: 'Mistress? You knew my parents, didn't you?'
'What makes you think that?'
'Well, you've trained me for as far as I can remember, so I assumed you were there form the beginning, and…'
'True.' Said Une. 'I know your parents, but I can't tell you about them. You know enough already for a slave. I can't tell you
more than you already know.'
'Why not ma'am? This will be the last time I'll be bothering you anyway.'
'You're not the only one who has to obey some rules Milliardo. I'm not allowed to tell.'
'Then there isn't a chance you'll tell me my last name, is there?'
'No, sorry.'
'I see…' he said sad. 'I could've expected that answer.' He said more to himself.
Une sighed. 'If it helps you…your mothers name was Katharine. That's all I can tell you, and it's too much already.'
'Katharine…' repeated Milliardo. 'Thanks Mistress.'
'Lady Une…what a surprise to see you here. I wasn't expecting you.' Said Tubarov when Une entered his office in the STI
(Slave Training Institute)
'Don't flatter yourself Tubarov. I'm just here to bring you another slave. If it were only for me I would never set a foot in this
building again. Milliardo, can you wait outside?'
'Yes ma'am.' He said and left.
'Well, what do you think about him on first sight?' asked Une sitting down opposite of Tubarov.
'He's one hell of a handsome boy, that I have to confess, but let me guess, he's a pain in the ass the train?'
'Not really. Milliardo has been born in slavery, so he has been trained since he was a baby. His mother was a full-blooded
odíon, so he's half.'
'Odíons have brown hair, don't they?'
'Yes, but Milliardo has his fathers hair colour. Anyway, he's almost thirteen and has completed the first part of the training.'
'Has he had sex yet?'
'No.' said Une.
Tubarov smiled. 'This is sounding better and better.'
'I wasn't finished yet Tubarov. He hasn't been on the receiving side yet. I assumed that was what you meant.'
'You let him on top!'
'I never let him. He took another slave…female.' She said.
'How many times?'
'Five. All other things you need to know are in his file.' She said handing some papers to the grey man.
Tubarov read the papers quickly. 'He learned how to read and write? Who were his parents?'
'Who are his parents.' Corrected Une. 'They're both still alive. His father is a man with high status who made his slave
pregnant.'
'High status? What is he? King of the world?'
You do not know how close you are.'So…now his price…' started Tubarov. 'No doubt you want above the normal I give.'
'O yes! He's half odíon, is well trained, can read and write and not to forget very handsome.'
'How much?' asked Tubarov ready to sign a cheque.
'One million.'
'ONE MILLION? ARE YOU CRAZY!'
'No.' she said staying calm. 'I'm being reasonable. If you train him right you can make at least two million out of him. And if you don't take him, I know some other place he could go to.'
'Fine fine. One Million it'll be.' He said signing the cheque and gave it to Une.
'Thank you.' Said Une with a fake smile. 'Until next time then.'
She shook hands with Tubarov and made her way to the door. Just before she opened the door to leave she said: 'O, and
Tubarov? Mind his teeth. He knows how to bite.'
'We'll se about that.' Said the old man, going out of his office as well.
Milliardo had obediently waited.
'Mistress, Master.' He said looking down to avoid their eyes.
'Well, good luck Milliardo.' Said Une. 'Don't make it too difficult for yourself here.' She whispered in his ear.
'I'll try ma'am.' He said indifferent. He knew he wasn't going to try at all.
Lady Une left after freeing Milliardo of his cuffs and giving him a short hug.
'She's too soft hearted for her own good…' mumbled Tubarov.
You should know how soft she can be.
'In my office.' Ordered Tubarov.
'Master?' asked the blond. Normally slaves weren't allowed in their trainers offices.
'Are you deaf! In my office!'
'No Master…sorry Master.'
'Do you know what training you'll be receiving?' asked Tubarov sitting down.
'The great line, yes Master.'
'Do you have any experience with what will be coming?' he asked to check Une's story.
'Yes master. Though I wasn't on the receiving side.'
'How many?'
'Four or five times. I didn't keep count.'
'Male or female?'
'Female Master.'
'Good…' he said. He put the phone on the speaker. 'Imes! Come to my office immediately!'
'Yes sir.'
A few seconds later a blond man in his twenties entered Tubarovs office.
'Take him to his room. His training will start tomorrow morning. You'll be in lead of the training.'
'Yes sir. Anything else?'
'Here's his file. That would be all.'
'Sir.' The man saluted. He gestured the bond beside him to follow.
Milliardos room looked more than a cell than a room. There was only an old bed and a window with bars in front of them.
The room was painted in some sort of blue-ish colour, and an old carpet lay on the ground.
'So much for a comfortable room.' Whispered Milliardo when he came in the room.
'At the end of your training you'll hardly ever be on your room anymore.' Said Imes who clearly had heard the blond. 'Sit down and listen. I've got a few rules. First, only talk when asked. Call me master, or on the rare occasion I'm in a very good
mood Lieutenant will do. As for my way of training, you're lucky I have to take care of you. I'm strict, but if you do as I say you won't be punished…unlike others here…'
'Unlike others? Master?'
'I'm the 'softest' trainer around, if you want to call it like that. No doubt you know some punish you for only breathing. I only
punish with a reason. Anyway, Everyday you have to get up at seven. You'll be training your body and condition until twelve.
After short lunch I'll learn you whatever's on the program. After dinner from 18:30 till 21:00 you'll be studying or doing nothing, depends on whatever you choose. I heard you're smart and you learn quick so if I were you I would choose the first option. After 21:00 it's lights out, but after you've finished your first part of the training you'll be in my room and/or bathroom. Understood?'
'Yes Master.'
'Good. Then repeat what I have said.'
'Every word?
'What do you think!'
'Sorry…I have to get up at seven every day…………………'
'……..In your bedroom and/or bathroom.' Finished Milliardo.
'I'm impressed. You learn very fast…Now…I'll give you a quick tour. Be sure you remember…I'm not going to tell it twice.'
Imes ended 'the tour' at the bathrooms where the slaves could take a shower.
'Go take a shower. Afterwards, take these clothes on.' Ordered Imes handing the blond a small pile of clothes. 'You have ten
minutes.'
Milliardo showered, dried and dressed himself. He was finished just when the ten minutes were over. When Milliardo came
out of the bathroom he saw Imes talking with someone just a few years older than himself. He had chocolate brown hair, ice blue eyes and was well build.
Is he an idíon? Wondered Milliardo
'Master.' He said. I'm finished with taking a shower.'
'Good. This is Kevin. He has one year of training left. If I'm not present he'll keep an eye on you.' He said. He turned to
Kevin. 'Don't be too hard on Milliardo. He's half idíon so he shouldn't cause too much trouble.' Whispered Imes to the teen next to him.
'Understood Master.' Kevin said.
Lieutenant Imes left the two boys alone.
'Let's go to the training room…we can talk rather private there.' Suggested the brunette.
'Sure.' Said Milliardo.
When the boys were half way to the training room Milliardo just had to ask: 'Kevin? This may sound rude, but are you an
odíon?'
'Don't worry, it wasn't rude at all.' He said smiling. 'And yes, I'm a full blooded odíon. Why'd you want to know?'
'Just curious. I've never met an odíon before, and since I'm half, I was interested in what things I and odíons are alike…'
'I can tell you what odíons are like.' He said opening the door to the training room. He looked around. 'No one here… good…so…you wanted to know about odíons?'
'Yeah, the only thing I know is that odíons cost a lot more, but I was never told why.'
'Normally no odíon is told why. I found out by accident. Odíons were genetically adapted to please the rich. Odíons don't get sick of natural deceases, we have a perfect body, easy to be trained. We have ice blue eyes and brown hair. That's a point where you and I differ. Now for the part we're worth so much...until odíons are broken they are knows for their stubbornness. After broken , perfectly willing, with sometimes a small exception. That's about all I think…'
'Then there are two things in which I'm different…My hair colour and the part where I'll be perfectly willing.' He said kind of
sarcastic.
Kevin smiled. 'That was exactly my attitude when I was brought here. They'll change your mind.' He said a bit sad. 'Anyway,
it's lights out in fifteen minutes…let's go to our rooms.'
'Okay. It's not like I have something else to do anyway.'
'By the way. Do you want me to wake you tomorrow morning? If the Master hates one thing it is when you sleep in.'
'I have my own biological clock that will wake me in time. But if I'm not awake at ten to seven you can wake me, if it's not
too much trouble.' Said Milliardo.
'Not at all. I'm here to help you, remember? The first few weeks, maybe months are the worst, after that you'll get used to it.'
'If you're trying to discourage me, it's working.' Said the blond.
'You don't have to be discouraged. If you do what the Master asks you'll be out here in no time. I'm here for two and a half
years now, but that's because the Master doesn't want me to go so he stalls my training every time. I heard that the Master
had once trained someone in just eight months.'
'Eight months? Wow…I was told that I sort of was in 'control' over how long my training would take, but eight months? I've been trained my whole life to prepare for here, and then only eight months?'
'Yep. But I must tell you, most slaves are here for about one-and-a-half to two years. Only very few have done it in less.'
'I understand…' said the blond. Meanwhile they arrived at their rooms.
'Well, sleep tight then.' Said Kevin.
'You too.' Said Milliardo and went in his room. He let himself fall on his bed and immediately fell asleep of exhaustion.
The next morning
Milliardo woke up at 6:30 AM. He went to the bathroom to wash up. Kevin was already there.
'Good morning.' Said the brunette turning of the water. 'Your biological clock is a bit too early.' He joked.
'Good morning to you too…I just have to get used to it, that's all…And for some reason I slept really good tonight…'
Milliardo washed up and dressed himself.
He and Kevin talked for a while till their Master came.'Good morning boys.'
'Good morning Master.' They both replied.
'Kevin, you go to the training room, don't c
ome back until you're finished with today's program.' Said their blond master handing Kevin a paper.
'As you wish Master.' He said and left.
'Milliardo, follow me.'
The lieutenant took the teen to his office. 'Sit down.' he said making a gesture to a chair.
'I want you to answer some questions…First, what training have you completed?'
'I've passed the whole first part perfectly, and Mistress Une started with a part of the second part of training a year ago.
'A year?' he said astounded 'How far were you?'
'I was learned everything except for the "pleasuring and sexual" details.' Said the blond a bit disgusted.
'Now, now. Don't be so disgusted with yourself. You can't help it that you're a slave…Just try and live with it. Anyway
how is your physical condition?'
'I'm not really sure what it is compared with others here, but back with Mistress Une I was the best.'
'What did you do for training?' asked the man while leaning back in his chair, hands folded on his lap.
'Well, most of the time I started the day with a 100 sit-ups, I ran 30 to 40 kilometres and trained with weights.'
'Amazing. How much weights?'
'Depends on what sort of weights, but mostly about 30 to 40 kilograms.'
'30 to 40?' asked Imes surprised. 'Take your shirt off.'
Milliardo did as he was told, showing his muscular body.
'Stand up.' Ordered Milliardo's master. He also rose from his chair and circled around the blond boy.
'I assume your legs are as well muscled as the rest of your body?' he asked, ignoring the boys scarred back. He didn't want
Milliardo to feel too uncomfortable from the start.
'Yes Master.' Answered the blond, not feeling comfortable being looked at like that.
'Perfect.' He said encircling the blond around his waist. 'You are so beautiful, you know that?' he whispered in Milliardos
ear.
Milliardo didn't flinch, didn't comply. Imes ran his finger over Milliardos abdomen, making the blond shiver a bit.
'Master…' he said softly.
'That's me…' teased his Master.
'I don't know wh…'
'Just relax and let me touch you. Get used to me. I will not take you soon.' He said nicely, kissing Milliardos collarbone. 'Just
relax.'
Milliardo gave a small moan of delight, hardly noticeable, but Imes had heard it.
'You like it? What about this?' he asked and kissed his way up to softly nibble the boys earlobe. Milliardo felt some sort of
sensation building up in his body. He didn't know if it were the kisses of his Masters seductive voice, but his body was clearly reacting. Milliardo wasn't exactly sure what to do with the raging sensation in his body, so he just did as Imes had told him. He relaxed and leaned into his Master, moaning out loud when Imes ran his finger over his spine, going all the way down stopping just above his waistband.
'Good. Just relax.' Said Imes nicely. He pulled Milliardos body to his.
'Turn around so you'll be facing me.' Ordered the man. The blond obeyed. He stared Imes in his eyes. He didn't see any evil
intentions so he relaxed even more, lying his head on his Masters chest when he realized that he was staring.
'Sorry Master.' He apologised, remembering that the first rule they had to learn was never to watch the Master/Mistress in the eyes unless ordered to.
'Hey, don't worry about it.' Assured Imes. 'Look at me Milliardo.' He said lifting Milliardos head up by gently pushing his
chin up with his finger.
'You can look me in the eyes whenever you want, except for the times I'm annoyed and Tubarov is watching, understood?'
'Yes Master.' Answered the blond.
Imes kissed the blonds forehead and broke their hug.
'Time for a condition test.' He said walking to his desk.
'A condition test Master?'
'Yes, I want to know how good you are. Take on your shirt again.'
Milliardo did as he was told and followed Imes to the training room.
Unlike the night before the training room was now filled with people. Slaves and their Masters.
'Do you know how to use all these training machines?'
'Yes I do Master.'
'Good. Let's start with some arm muscle training then…'
Imes watched Milliardo as he showed how much he could handle. In the meantime Kevin had finished with his part of the exercises, and started watching Milliardo work out.
'Don't wear your self out Milliardo.' Warned Imes after almost two hours.
'I'll be fine Master. I can take a lot more.'
'You have more to do today than train your body.' Said Imes taking over the halter and placing it back in its holder.
'Take a short rest, freshen up. After lunch, come to my office.'
'Yes Master.'
'You too Kevin.' He added and left.
'Wow Milliardo. I didn't know you were that good.' Said Kevin laying a towel in the blonds neck.
'Thanks. I've trained since I was able to walk, so it's just routine for me.'
'Even so…Anyway. I'm going to take a shower. It's one and a half hours until lunch, want to go outside to the garden with
me?'
'We're allowed to go outside?' asked the blond surprised.
'It's not exactly outside, the garden is in the middle of the building.' Explained Kevin.
'O.' the blond replied. 'Sure, I'd love to go outside.'
After lunch Milliardo and Kevin made their ways to Imes's office. Hey were busy talking when suddenly Tubarov appeared in the corridor. Milliardo just wanted to tell Kevin something when the older boy kneeled down.
He whispered: 'When we are without the Master we have to kneel when we see Tubarov.'
'Disobeying the rules already eh?' teased Tubarov.
'No Master, I didn't kn…'
'I haven't given you permission to speak!' he snapped. 'But I'll just leave it with a warning since it's your first day here.' He
said and left.
'Why didn't you tell me!' asked Milliardo when the coast was clear.
'I assumed the Master had told you…'
'Well, he didn't…anyway. Let's go. I don't want to be threatened because we're late.'
'Yeah, I agree.' Said Kevin and they went off to their Masters office.
Kevin knocked on the door to Imes office.
'Enter.' They heard. They went in and found Imes standing on the balcony.
'Did you two had a good time in the garden?' he asked looking down on a few other slaves, now outside in the garden.
'Yes Master.' They both said.
'You seem to be getting along pretty good, am I right?'
'Yeah, I guess so Master.' Said Kevin. Milliardo nodded, not really knowing what to say.
'That's good to hear. I've decided to let Milliardo sleep together with you in one room Kevin.'
'In one room Master? My room isn't big enough for two…'
'I know…that's why you'll be sleeping in my old room.'
'I…starting from when Master?' asked Kevin.
'Now.'
'But Mater…' started Kevin.
'Milliardo, wait outside please.' Ordered Imes. He gestured Kevin to join him on the balcony.
'Do you want me to learn him Master?' asked Kevin trying to read his Masters expression on his face, but he had his head
turned away.
'Sort of.' The man answered.
'But…'
'I'll be the one breaking him, you don't have to do that. Just make him get used to sleeping with someone else.' Interrupted
Imes. 'I want him to be used to held, kissed, and all the rest within a month.'
'Within a month Master! It took me at least three months.' Protested the brunette.
'But Milliardo is different than you are. Although he is Half Odíon, he excepts a lot. It won't be too difficult for you to make
him relax with another male in bed.'
'I…' hesitated Kevin. 'Okay. Just kissing and hugging, right?'
'Yes…' said Imes turning to the brunette. 'And by the way, don't think you'll be rid of me for the next month.' He said with a
serious face. 'I'll ask you in my room once or twice a week.'
'I wouldn't have expected anything else Master.' Said Kevin.
'Imes walked to Kevin and kissed his forehead. 'Don't disappoint me Kev.'
'I won't Master. I won't.'
'Good…I'll give you and Milliardo the day off. Go ahead and do what you want.'
'Really? Thanks Master!'
'O, Kevin? Let Milliardo in, will you?'
'Of course Master.'
Milliardo was obediently waiting outside, lost in thought.
Me sleeping together with Kevin? Why? What's the use of it? It's not that I hate Kev…I kinda like him, but sleeping in one
bed? I don't know…I…
Suddenly the blond saw a hand wave in front of him.
'Hey buddy, wake up.' Teased Kevin.
'I wasn't sleeping.' He replied smiling.
'The Master asked you inside. O, and by the way, we got the day off, so when your finished, meet me at our new room
okay?'
'We got the day off? Eh, yeah, sure.'
'Good.' Said the brunette smiling and left.
The blond entered Imes' office. Milliardo waited for Lieutenant Imes to begin the conversation.
'You're wondering why I choose to put you tow in one room, right?' he asked standing on the balcony again.
'Yes…I mean, no…I…yeah…I think so…'
'Have you ever slept with someone in the same bed Milliardo?'
'No, not that I can remember.'
'How are your feelings towards Kevin?' asked Imes.
'I like him. I don't love him, if that's what you mean. He's a good friend.'
'Okay, that's all I wanted to know…I assume Kevin told you you've got the day off?'
'Yeah. He told me. Thanks for that Master.'
'No problem. You're dismissed.'
'Yes Master.' Replied the blond and turned to leave.
'O, one thing Milliardo. Don't go hate Kevin for how his behaviour is to you. He's only following orders.'
Milliardo nodded and left the office.
When Milliardo entered their new room Kevin was lying on the bed.
'That was quick.' He said sitting up. 'Hey, are you okay?' he asked when he saw the blonds concerned look on his face.
'Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking.'
'About what?' asked the brunette interested.
'Training.' Said the teen sitting next to him.
'Ooooo.' Said Kevin. 'Don't worry about that. Really, it isn't as bad as you think.'
'Maybe…but you already know what training I'll be receiving, and when, and I know nothing… I think I'm….a bit…afraid
of what's going to come.' He said softly fidgeting with his long blond hair.
'Trust me. I was afraid as well in the beginning. If you do as the Master asks he'll treat you kind, and take one step at the
time…gently…If you oppose him…you'll learn pain.'
'Sounds logical enough…yet…'
'Shh…no more thinking.' Said Kevin pulling Milliardo back so he was half lying on him.
'No thinking, no worries.' He said gently brushing away Milliardos hair from his face.
Milliardo flinched slightly, but recovered within the second and complied.
'And don't worry. I'll help you.' Assured Kevin.
That's what I'm afraid for…What did the Master order you to do with me?
'Thanks Kevin. I appreciate it.' He answered.
Milliardo and Kevin decided to take a swim in the swimming pool in the other wing of the building. After an hour or so they
went back to their room, hair still damp. When they entered their room they saw their Master waiting on their bed.
'Master? What are you… I mean… I thought we had the day off.' Said Kevin confused.
'Nice to see you too Kevin.' The man said. 'Tubarov just informed me that a 'potential customer' is coming tomorrow, and
he wants you in the line as well.'
'Me Master? But I thought…you would…' asked Kevin while following Milliardo and started drying his hair better.
'I tried to talk to Tubarov, but I really can't help it. If you're chosen tomorrow I'll probably never see you again, unless you
get yourself in such a trouble that you'll be send back for another training, and even if you accomplish that, you'll be taken to the south wing.' Said the teens Master seriously.
'The south wing!' asked Kevin in shock.
'What's the south wing?' asked Milliardo innocently after a few seconds of silence.
'Just remember it as the only part of the building with REALLY soundproof walls. You understand?' asked Imes.
'O…yeah, I understand.' Said Milliardo now realizing why Kevin was so shocked.
'Anyway.' Said Imes. 'I want you to be on your best behaviour tomorrow. Do as you're told, and let us hope that you won't
be chosen.'
'Who else will be in the line with me Master?' asked Kevin now fully dressed. Milliardo on the other hand only had his pants
on yet.
'I don't know. But I think a lot. Many have finished their trainings a short time ago…at least, that's what I heard from the
other trainers.' He said. 'Milliardo? Come on over here.' He said making clear he wanted the boy on his lap.
'Master?' he asked confused, but obeyed.
'Tomorrow you'll be watching with me behind a darkened window. I want you to know how the reality is when you stand in
that line.' Said the man encircling Milliardos naked upper body with his arms, kissing the boy in his neck.
'Do I have to Master?' asked Milliardo. 'I mean…when the time comes can't you just tell me what to do? I'll listen to you.'
'That you should yes, but when slaves are standing in the line they mostly forget everything they have learned because of the nerves. I want you to see it at least one time, and tomorrow is the perfect opportunity.' Milliardos Master said seriously, yet with a seductive voice. The blond boy shivered, still unknown with all the feelings in his body.
'Cold?' asked Kevin ready to throw Milliardos shirt.
'No, not cold…just…' said the boy turning to look at Imes. 'You know…' he said smiling faintly.
'O, I know yes.' Answered Imes for Kevin with sparkles in his eyes. 'I know it all to well.'
Milliardo didn't really know how to react. He knew if he said the 'right' words he would be lying on the bed in an instant, and dead-tired in a few minutes.
'Master?' asked the blond carefully.
'Yes Milliardo?'
'What happens when Kevin does get sold?'
'If Kevin gets sold. I'll try to do everything to keep him here.' The oldest man said winking to the brunette who was now brushing his hair. 'And if he gets sold, it's just the two of us.'
'I…okay, sounds logical, but…'
'Don't worry. I won't hurt you on purpose. Trust me for that Mil. I do not like to hurt people.' Milliardo shifted a bit so he was half turned to his Master.
'I really hope so Master.' Said the teen while giving his Master a kiss on the cheek. 'Was that good?' he asked sheepishly.
'Good? Perhaps, but you're heading in the right direction.' Said Imes smiling. 'Kevin?'
'Yeah, I know. I've gotta take a walk or something like that… I'm already gone.' He joked and left their room. Now it was only Milliardo and Lieutenant Imes.
Something in Milliardo warned him to be on his guard, now he was alone with his Master, but his feeling said it was quite okay. Innocently he asked: 'Master?'
'That's me.' Said Imes letting himself fall on his back on the bed, taking the blond with him. The boy felt a bit uncomfortable,
lying on his Master, but on the other hand he sort of liked it. Something inside him told him that he could better be on top that
on the bottom. Even with the 'innocent' situation he was in now.
'Why did you send Kevin away Master?' asked the boy shifting of his Master, lying closely next to him.
'Because he doesn't have to hear and see us. He already knows what I'm going to tell and do.'
'Like..?' started the boy looking up in his Masters eyes.
'Depends. What do you know about sex between two males Milliardo?'
'Nothing at all. I know how it goes with different genders, because I had to take another slave a couple of times, but I really
don't know how it goes with two men.'
'It's not really that different.' Said Imes. 'Shall I tell it in words, or just show you?…'
'Sho….show me?' asked the teen startled.
'Don't worry. I won't take you if you don't want it. I can show it to you without really having sex. And this way you can
imagine how it will go.'
'I…do whatever you want Master.' Said the blond hesitating.
'Really Milliardo, you don't have to worry.' He said reassuring. 'Could you take off your pants?'
The blond complied silently. He took out his pants and boxers and lied down on the bed again.
'Spread your legs for me beauty.' Said Imes while sitting between Milliardos legs. 'Well, I don't have to explain what
happens when having sex with someone, so I'll just start at the part when it starts with two men. As I said, it's not really
different with woman. The one on the bottom doesn't always have to be the one to be taken, but I guess you know that.'
Milliardo nodded. 'Then I'll just show you where…but first I've got to get you to relax a bit more…calm down…let the
tension go. I won't hurt you Milliardo. I promise.'
'I…I know…but…my instincts say…'
'You should be careful, yes, you should if it wasn't me here at the moment.' Said the blonds Master kissing him gently on the
mouth. Milliardo felt his Masters tongue trying to enter his mouth, so he complied, and moaned as soon as the intruder started
exploring his mouth. Meanwhile Imes ran his hand over Milliardos body, trying to find a sensitive spot.
'Just relax.' He whispered. 'I will not hurt you.' He added. He felt the boy beneath him relax a lot, but he could still fel the tension in his body. He decided that there was only one way to make him fully relax. His hands went up to the boys nipples and started softly flicking them between his fingers. Meanwhile his mouth descended to the boys collarbone, and he sucked the skin slightly. Milliardo let out a loud moan, and his body arched up a bit, asking for more. Imes kissed his way down, and kissed on of the slightly abused nipples, making the blond boy moan again. In the meantime he could feel something rise underneath him.
'Master…' panted the boy, enjoying every touch, but still a bit scared for what was going to come. He moaned again when
his Master dipped his tongue in his navel.
'This might feel somewhat strange in the beginning.' He said. His hand went down to Milliardos hips. 'Relax for me, the less
strange it will feel.' He said.
Milliardo nodded and closed his eyes, waiting for his Master to do what he had planned. His eyes shot open when he felt a
finger brushing his entrance. He moaned, and his body screamed for more.
Imes gently shove his finger in the boys tight entrance. Although Milliardos body begged for more, his muscles rejected the
finger immediately.
'Milliardo, relax. It's just my finger. Nothing is going to happen. I promise.' Said Imes with a soothing voice.
'I…I'll try…'
And after a few seconds Imes felt the muscles around his finger relax more. He moved his finger a bit, creating a flood of
moans coming out of the boys mouth.
'You like it eh? Shall I go a little bit further?' he asked, immediately adding a second finger. He moved them like a scissor
making the blond slave moan once again. Meanwhile Milliardos erection started to hurt him.
'Master…please…' he begged when Imes had removed his fingers. 'I need…I…'
'What do you need Milliardo?' played Imes. He knew what the boy needed, he was just preparing him to answer the
question a lot of Masters asked in these situations.
'It hurts Master.'
'I know. Tell me, what do you need? Say it to me.'
'I…I need to come…it's hurting…please Master.' Begged the blond.
Great, so now I'm begging. I told myself never to give in, and what am I doing now? I'm begging to the man who can't wait to take me, yet he doesn't for some sort of vague reason. I…
Suddenly the blond felt something wet around his tip.
'Gods…Master!' he said, his body instinctively arching up, wanting more. Imes sucked gently, tasting the drops of pre-cum. He removed his mouth, leaving the boy desperately on the bed, until he suddenly took as much as he could in his mouth. Only that could make Milliardo come right there, right now, but one way or another, his body still wasn't really satisfied. The blonds Master continued licking and sucking the erection, while his hand trailed up, caressing the hardened nipples.
'Master…please…stop ……stop…teasing…' begged the boy'Give me one good reason why I should?' asked Imes after he sat up slightly, kissing the blond. Milliardo could taste himself in his Masters mouth as he returned the kiss. Then his Master started stroking the boys length, making the boy scream 'Master!' when he came, and exploded on their both stomachs.
Milliardo didn't remember much from the minutes directly after. The only thing he remembered was a comfortable, new
feeling. The first thing he remembered again was his Master taking him in his arms and taking him to the bathroom.
'Master?' he asked still shaky from coming a few minutes before. 'Where are you taking me?'
'I'm going to give you a bath…You're all sweaty.'
Imes let the water run in the tub while taking off his own clothes. Milliardo stared at his Master while he was undressing.'I'm sorry Master…You…' he said looking at his Masters erection.
'Don't worry about it Milliardo. I didn't plan on taking you, though my body wants it really badly.'
'I…' he said sliding down in the tub, his Master followed. 'Shall I take care of it Master?' he asked sliding to the other side of
the tub, resting against his Masters body.
'You don't have to Milliardo. I won't order you to do it, but I would really appreciate it.' He said smiling, letting his hand slide
through the blonds long hair. He moved up to a higher part of the tub and watched as Milliardo settled himself between his legs.
Milliardo carefully took his Masters length in his mouth as far as he could. He had to fight his gag-reflex, but once he did he was the one to make his Master moan. Imes laid his hands on Milliardos head and gently pushed him down. It didn't take long for he came as well.
'That was good Milliardo. Really good.' Said the blonds Master. 'You're a natural.'
'I only did what you did to me Master. It was nothing.' Said the blond cuddling against his Master.
Why am I so damn submissive! I don't even want to, but my body doesn't do as I say it has to do…Is this the doing of my
Odíon blood? Was this what Kevin was talking about? If it is, I don't think I really like it…
Imes and Milliardo stayed a little longer in the tub. Imes washed the blond, and Milliardo washed his Master. They dried themselves and Milliardo changed into his nightclothes. His Master picked him up in his arms and carried him to the bed.
'I can walk on my own.' Teased Milliardo holding his Master around his neck while he was laid down. Right then Kevin came
in.
'Welcome back Kevin.' Said Imes. 'Sorry for sending you away like that.' Said their Master, turning to the brunette after he
had covered the blond boy with a blanket.
'It's okay Master. I understand.' He said looking at the blond, peacefully asleep already. 'May I ask what happened?' he
asked while closing the door behind him.
'Nothing. I just learned him how to. I didn't take him…yet…'
'I see, anyway, do I still have to try and make him feel comfortable with hugging and kissing? It looks like he's on the right track at the moment.' He said sitting next to his Master at the end of the bed.
'Yeah, he's on the right way yes. I don't think I'll be needing your encouragement next to my own. He's one of the easiest
ones I had in a long time. Even you weren't that way.' He joked.
Kevin smiled. 'Sorry for being a full blooded Odíon, but I can't help it.' He teased while giving his Master a kiss. 'Shall I come to your room tonight Master? I mean…if I get sold tomorrow…'
'I love the way you think Kev. It sounds like an excellent plan.' Said the brunettes Master.
The next morning
Milliardo woke up because someone was gently shaking him.
'Lemme sleep…I'm tired…' he said turning to his other side.
'Milliardo, get out of bed or you won't be getting out of bed for a few weeks.' Said his Master a bit annoyed.
'Coming…' he mumbled, sitting up. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the alarm clock. 'It's not even time to get up yet…' he complained while swinging his legs on one side of the bed.
'It's time to wake up when I tell you to. Get dressed, get to my office as soon as you're finished.' Said Imes, and made his way to the door.
'Yes Master.' Said the blond and went to the bathroom to wash up. Suddenly he realised that he had slept alone the night.
I wonder where Kevin was…
He took a quick shower, dressed himself and went to his Masters office. Kevin and Imes were already there.
'Good morning.' He yawned while coming in.
'Hi. Did you sleep well?' asked Kevin.
'Yeah, guess so.' Said Milliardo yawning again. 'Why did I have to get out of bed so early Master?' he asked.
'Because in half an hour a man will come who wants to buy a slave. I want you to be wide awake then.'
'O, now I remember…Do I have to do something?' asked the blond.
'No. Just watch. Kevin, could you take Milliardo to somewhere private and explain to him what is going to happen?'
'Sure Master. Is it okay if we go to your room Master?' asked the brunette
'Go ahead.' Said Imes indifferent, staring out of the window.
In the boys' Masters room.
'The Master isn't in a really good mood, is he?' asked Milliard sitting down on the bed, admiring the size of the room. He
thought that the room he had slept yesterday was huge, but this room was at least twice the size. The walls were painted in a dark red colour, and the curtains matched the colour of the crimson carpet on the floor.
'I think he just doesn't want me to get sold. The last year he managed to get me out of the line five times before Tubarov
noticed, so I guess he's just afraid I'll have to go. I don't really like the idea as well, I mean, I kinda like it here…At least I know what's going to happen around here, and here I'm sure that the Master will be kind to me.' Said Kevin sitting on the bed. 'Anyway, I should tell you about the procedure….' He said explaining it all.
After he was finished with telling Imes entered his room.
'Are you ready Kevin, Milliardo?'
'Yes Master.' Answered both boys.
'Follow me Milliardo, Kevin, you know the way.'
After some nerve wrecking moments, and a long period of thinking the man who wanted to buy a slave chose Kevin.
'Damn.' Hissed Imes, who was standing behind a darkened window, together with Milliardo.
The blond hadn't said a word. He was too astonished about how the man treated the other slaves who were standing in the line. He realised, that with Imes as his Master, he was in heaven.
'Master?' he carefully said.
'Yes Milliardo?' asked Imes, clearly pissed because Kevin was sold.
'Let's go to the bedroom. We can't change it anymore.' He said hugging the man's arm.
'I guess you're right…You know that from now on I'll be spending more time with you, right?' asked Imes while they both
left the small room they were in. When they were in the hallway they just saw Kevin follow his new Master and Tubarov into Tubarovs office.
Imes sighed.
'I'm gonna miss him.' He said softly.
With Kevin gone Imes focused himself on Milliardo. A years training was finished in two months. Milliardo learned quickly, and if he had to be honest to himself, he didn't even mind the training sessions. He was good in remembering, and he liked to learn. He also started to like his Master, which made it a lot easier for him to obey. Milliardo still spent the morning's in the training room, building his muscles. The schedule after lunch was changed a bit. The blond had a few hours of his own after lunch, which he occupied with learning bits of everything, like philosophy, maths, algebra, English, German, French, Japanese and politics. The last was a subject the boy liked, and was the easiest one to learn. After learning, or just doing nothing a few hours he usually went to the bedroom, where he could find his Master, if he wasn't with him during the day. From there on the other part of the training started. Once again, Milliardo didn't have any problems at all, and within no-time he was finished with the training.
One day after dinner. Milliardo and Imes were on Imes bedroom.
'Milliardo, I've got to tell you something.' Said Imes to the blond, who was reading a book. A Japanese book.
'Huh? Sorry, what did you say Master?' asked the blond while looking up from his book.
'I need to tell you something.' Repeated Imes.
'Something important?'
'To me it is. Milliardo. You and I know that you've completed your training successfully, right?'
'Yeah…is there something wrong with that?'
'No, not at all.' Said Imes while taking the book from Milliardo. 'I want you, to act if you haven't finished your training yet.
When it's only me around I don't mind, but when others are around, especially Tubarov, just act as if you've got a lot to learn left, understood?' asked Imes while he took Milliardo on his lap.
'I understand Master…' answered the blond giving the man a kiss.
'I think I heard a bit of hesitation in that…' said Imes.
'Well, yeah… I don't mind at all, acting like I don't know everything yet, but isn't this going to be the same as with Kevin? I mean, you really started to like him, and it seemed to me that you found it really difficult to let him go. It's not that I want to take over your job, but you're a trainer, I don't think you should be bonding with your slaves, right?' asked Milliardo uncertain if he'd crossed the line.
'Yeah, you crossed the line.' Said Imes when he heard the uncertainty in his slaves voice, and answering the blonds thoughts. 'But you're right though. But you shouldn't worry about that.' He said smiling faintly. 'You only have to think about ways to pleasure me.' He said while kissing the boys throat, going down, kissing the boys collar bone.
'Don't I please you enough then Master?' asked Milliardo teasing. He stood from his Masters lap and went over to the bathroom. 'You wanna join me Master? It's boring to take a bath alone.'
'I definitely agree with that.' Imes said standing. 'And I think the bath is a perfect way to punish you for leaving my lap without
permission.'
'Really now?' teased Milliardo. 'If I remember the last time I was quite in control when we were taking a bath.'
'Last time yes. Today will be different.'
'O, will it?' said Milliardo while he took out his shirt, after he turned on the water. He went back to the bedroom to tease his
Master further. He pushed Imes on the bed, crawling on him. 'Do you really want to be in lead in the bath? I thought you enjoyed me taking control.' He said while he tore his Masters shirt apart.
'Hey! I have clothes to spare, but that doesn't mean you can go and wreck them.' Complained Imes with a smile on his face.
'Oops. Sorry.' Teased Milliardo. He lowered himself to kiss his Masters nipples when Tubarov suddenly entered the room. The blond shot up.
Shit, why now…
Milliardo gently got off his Master.
'I'll go check if the tub is already filled.' He said dismissing himself, after he gently bowed before Tubarov.
'Tubarov, sir, how can I help you.' Said Imes, rather annoyed that the man had to come at that moment. He was quite
enjoying his slaves actions.
'I just wanted to tell you, that in a week I want your slave in the line.' Said Tubarov matter-of-factly.
'What? Milliardo only has had three months of training…' defended Imes, not wanting to lose his blond pet so soon.
'I know, and I know he's already completed his training. You might try and hide it from me, but I know how you work Imes. Buy him if you want to keep him, but as long as you don't, I can say what happens to him, and I want him in the line next
week.'
'Yes sir.' Said Imes defeated.
'Good. Well, have fun then.' Said the old man and left.
When Imes was sure that Tubarov was nowhere near his room he yelled out. 'DAMN IT' he said letting himself fall on the bed.
'Master?' asked Milliardo carefully looking around the corner.
'You heard Tubarov?' asked Imes while walking over to the blond.
'Yeah, I did.'
'Then now you know you don't have to act like you're not finished with training yet. Is the bath already filled?' he asked, still heavily annoyed.
'Not yet, though it won't take much longer. Shall I help you undress?' asked the teen carefully, knowing his Master was
pissed.
Imes didn't answer. He leaned against the doorpost, arms crossed on his chest.
'Master?' asked Milliardo gently kissing his Masters hand.
'Yeah, I'm coming.' Said Imes. He went in the bathroom, Milliardo followed.
Tubarov sure spoiled his mood…I think I've got to give him the lead today then… thought Milliardo while he closed the door behind him, now only focusing on his Master.
The week passed rather normal. Milliardo continued the training, though already finished. He spend more time on his own, currently going for a second degree in Japanese. Different than Milliardo had though Imes sort of abandoned the boy. He didn't search him during the day, and during the evenings and nights he was…back to his trainer self… Only a trainer…
The day before Milliardo had to stand in the line.
He woke up because he heard his Master typing on his laptop. He looked at the alarm clock and saw he had overslept… He
sat up, but immediately regretted it. The night before was rather rough…pleasant rough, but rough.
'Master? Why didn't you wake me?' asked the blond while he swung his legs out bed.
'You seemed like you needed the sleep, and considering last night I hadn't planned to wake you at all. I'm sorry I woke you.'
'Don't be Master. I'm fine.' Said Milliardo as he took his bathrobe on. 'What are you doing?' he asked while brushing his hair.
'Doing some research on the man who's coming tomorrow.'
'Tomorrow? O, yeah, right…tomorrow…' The blond disappeared in the bathroom for a few seconds and returned with
clothes on. He stood behind his Master and hugged him from behind. Imes leaned into the blond… 'Hm…' he moaned. 'I love the way you act, you know that…' he said.
'I know.' Said Milliardo smiling. He turned Imes chair so he could sit on his Masters lap. After a few minutes of comfortable silence Imes spoke. 'What's bothering you Milliardo?' he asked looking his slave in the eyes, but Milliardo immediately looked away.
'I…master… I…' shit, I'm so going to cross the line if I say it…but…he thought. He didn't realise he was also saying it out loud.
'Cross the line? What's on your mind? Tell me Milliardo.'
Milliardo looked up, confused. 'Did I say that out loud? Shit…'
'Yeah, you did…now tell me.' Said Imes with a firm voice.
'I…It's about you Master…I… I don't know if I should say this…'
'I want to hear it. Tell me.'
'Why…why are you a trainer when you…'
'When I what?'
'Well, it seems to me that you can't let go of the slaves you've trained. You're only hurting yourself, continuing this job, you
know that? I mean, first Kevin, tomorrow maybe me…If you don't want your slaves to leave you shouldn't have taken the job….Master.' said the blond never leaving his eyes from his Master's. He first saw anger in the man's eyes, because he crossed the line a million times with what he's said, but when he was finished he saw a glint of sadness in his eyes.
'Milliardo, you're…'
'Yeah, I know. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that.' Apologised the blond avoiding his Masters gaze.
'No, that wasn't what I wanted to say. 'You're right. But you do not have to tell me what to do and not. I know how you
think about me, and I must confess that I considered stopping, but I never did…You know why?' asked Imes making the blond look at him again.
When Milliardo didn't answer he gave the answer himself. 'As long as I'm a trainer, I know at least one slave won't have a rough time during training. As long as I'm a trainer, I can try and make a part of a slaves life at least comfortable.'
'I…I never thought about it that way…I'm sorry Master. I really am.'
'I know. It's okay…So…how's your Japanese doing?'
'My Japanese Master?' he asked surprised by the topic change.
'Yes, your Japanese… I noticed you're going for your second degree. Why the hell do you want to learn a language you're probably never going to use?' he teased.
'Because, if I get a Japanese Master or Mistress I want to know what they talk about.' Teased Milliardo back.
'And what if a Chinese decides to buy you then?'
'Then I'm going to follow 'How to learn Chinese in a week' or something like that.' He joked. 'No, really, I like Japanese
it's not really difficult to learn…at least, not for me. It just sounds cool.'
'Yeah right… It's just some strange blabbing to me. I'd rather hear other sounds coming from your lips.'
'You do? What sounds do you want to hear then?' asked Milliardo kissing his Master.
'I think you perfectly know what sounds I mean.' He said. He stood up from his chair, taking his blond slave in his arms, gently dropping him on the bed.
Milliardo moaned as Imes began to tease the boys nipples. 'Mmm…master…I'm still sore from last night…' he complained. A moan followed when his Master assaulted his mouth with his tongue.
'I know…I'm way to easy going on you. Other slaves don't have choices, you know that?' teased Imes while stripping
Milliardo from his pants.
'Yeah, I know. But I'm me. I'm not another slave. I don't know anything else than that I've got a choice, and you know…It's all your fault for that…ow…yeah…there…feels good…' whispered Milliardo when he felt his Masters hand going from his
abdomen to his manhood.
'And I thought you were still sore.' Teased Imes.
'I am!'
…
The next day.
Much to Imes disappointment the man who came for a slave picked Milliardo. Luckily Imes knew that the man who bought
Milliardo was a man who took good care of his slaves, though he was very strict. He had found the mans file the day before, and he couldn't really complain. At least he knew that Milliardo would be in good hands.
While Milliardos new Master and Tubarov were in T's office he had to wait on the hall. His hands were shackled behind his back. He didn't seem all to happy, but Imes saw that Milliardo had accepted it.
'I'm going to miss you Milliardo.' Said Imes nearing the boy. Milliardo looked up, he hadn't noticed the man in the hallway.
'The same goes for you Lieutenant Imes.' He said knowing that Master wasn't the appropriate word anymore.
'That sure sounds strange…anyway…You'll be in good hands Milliardo. He's strict, but fair. Good luck.'
'Thanks Lieutenant.'
Imes knew that staying any longer would make it even more difficult, so he decided to leave. He patted the blond on his head and left.
'I'm really gonna miss you Master.' Whispered Milliardo. At that moment Tubarov and his new Master came out T's office.
'It's been nice doing business with you Tubarov. Let's hope that I won't have to return here any time soon.' Said the man smiling towards Milliardo. 'C'mon. Let's go.' He said nicely as he helped Milliardo out of the chair. His Master gave Tubarov another hand and they both left the building, the blond following the Master, two steps behind him, hands already chained in front.
Normally everyone loves to get out of this building…I don't want anything else than to go back…Damn…why can't I choose for myself?
TBC
OMG OMG OMG… Part one is finally finished… shees… never though it would take that much effort to end part one… okay…part two will come soon, I hope… It'll be about the different Masters Milliardo is going to get and how they treat him. It also will contain a large part about how Milliardo was treated when Dermail was his Master, and how he made him a Neko-jin. if you haven't read my other story 'Kitty' yet... do it now! It'll be a lot easier to read!
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