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John winked at Randy. "From this moment I'm in role play mode, Daddy. Your prisoner and not your baby. Captured scum who managed to escape being killed with his men."
"Probably wished you were killed instead of captured." Randy smirked taking the chain. "Time for your audience before the king."
John's normally playful blue eyes hardened, shooting daggers at the taller man. "I'll go before your cursed king if I have no choice but I'll never bow. We are a proud people and I'd rather die than debase myself."
Randy pulled the chain. "Don't you dare be disrespectful...a slick tongue has a habit of getting cut." He went to guide John into the room. "Now come on scum."
John growled to show his disapproval as he let Randy drag him into the main room. A part of him wondered how well Sheamus would deal with the fantasy, it being the first time they had done anything that even hinted at forced role-playing up until now.
Sheamus looked heading the guys. "What do we have here Viper?"
"The choice spoils of the day My Lord." Randy replied with a faint tug.
"Choice spoils ye say? Or just another savage?" John just glared at Sheamus never breaking eye contact as he was led closer to the platform. He wanted to seem defiant but not stupid as he was bound and at the king's mercy.
"Trust me My Lord...this one has a tongue to him."
"I see. I also see strong-willed."
"Yes My Lord...seems he does not know his place."
"I see that as well. Do you have a name?"
"Angel." John spoke in a defiant tone. "I'm called Angel...because I'm the angel of death to the Irish scum."
"Scum are we?" Sheamus gave a throaty laugh. "Well ye be even below us...so what that make ye? Kneel." The last word spoke sternly.
John stood his ground, his eyes looking Sheamus over coldly. "I will not. I won't bow for the likes of you. Kill me if you will." His demeanor was so different from the sweet sub who loved kneeling before his master.
"Death is too easy of an escape for ya." Sheamus told him. "I tell ye again...Kneel. I won't warn ye a third."
John pretended to pause a moment before he gave a reply. "No." His voice tone was beyond stubborn as he glared.
Sheamus raised his head some before looking at Randy with a nod. "You were told...KNEEL!" Randy barked. As he did he yanked the chain downward & place a foot behind John's knee.
John toppled to his knees with a surprised grunt. It did not really hurt. He had taken much worse in the ring. He glared up at his captor with what he hoped looked like seething rage. "It's a start." Sheamus stated. "Secure him so he stays down."
"Yes My Lord." Randy replied pulling the chain more to secure it to an anchor on the platform.
John gave an angry growl as he was now tethered in such a way he was forced into a kneeling position, his head bowed slightly by the collar attached to the chain. "I'm a leader!" He hissed. "I'm not your servant. I never will be!"
"A leader?" Sheamus laughed. "A leader would have died with & for his men."
"I don't see him much of a fighter for you Sir." Randy told him.
"Then what use do you see for him Viper?"
"From what the servant girls told me that cleaned him for you? Broken into a concubine." Sheamus' brows knitted. "No disrespect My Lord...I just know you sometimes crave the not so delicate flesh."
John pretended to be horrified by the talk, his eyes widening. "What is this madness!" He sputtered. "Me..a leader to be used like a fair damsel? That is unthinkable!"
"Well I would hardly call ye fair." Sheamus smirked. He slowly stood up to step off the platform. "Shall we see what the girls think is so fitting?"
"Of course My Lord." Randy moved to take a hold of the belt that held John's loin cloth in place.
John jerked in his chains, putting on a show of desperation. "D-Don't you dare. This is perverse!"
"The more the fight the better the victory." Randy boasted as he pulled the cloth away. "They are right...nice."
"I take it you will have fun training him for me Viper?"
"Me Sir?"
"Ye are thee best for thee job aye?"
"Of course Sir." Sheamus moved back to the chair sitting.
John actually blushed at the attention both men paid his naked body. "Training?" He asked, his voice fearful.
"Aye training...how to tend to me in my chambers...in any manner I shall be wishing." Sheamus spoke matter of fact & with a faint smirk.
"No!" John sputtered, his defiance turning into fear. "Please...it's so humiliating...I'll join your army."
"No...you would either run...or run a sword through my closest man." Sheamus stated.
"How do you know I won't run as your concubine?" John tried to talk his way out. "You can't keep me chained forever."
"Well tis harder." Sheamus stated.
"Let me take him into the barrack with me Sir...I am sure my men would enjoy helping me break his spirit."
"Keep your dogs away from me, Guard!" John snapped at Randy.
Randy laughs. "You protest so much...wonder if you ever had the pleasure of your own men on a cold night...or them of you."
John pretended to be taken off guard by the comment. "I would never do such a thing. We have our women to meet our needs." His cock already stood hard from the anticipation.
"Woman are not present on the battlefield...now are they? How many a nights you been away from home?" Randy asked as he looked him over.
"Enough." John admitted, biting his lip. "Okay. I admit it. I may have shared a bed with one of my men...but I was not the bitch and it was not with an enemy dog."
Sheamus nearly roared with laughter. "Well ye shall soon do both, and from thee sight of he manhood ye are not as put off of the thought as ye act. Viper...why don't ye show thee Angel here your key training tool."
"A pleasure Sir." Randy told him before moving into John's line of sight & went to first remove the pouch before working his way from the outfit remember how Sheamus had put it on to begin with.
John gave a gasp as Randy's thick cock came into view. "That's b-big." He almost whimpered.
"Just wait till you feel it dog." Randy told him.
"N-No!" John hoped his eyes looked large and afraid. "Release me! I've never had anything inside me and I'm no man's bitch."
"Better he cock then the sting of a blackthorn." Sheamus commented as he ran a hand over his lap.
John had no idea what Sheamus was talking about but it sounded terrifying. He knew Sheamus and Randy would never actually hurt him. "Whatever...I'll grit my teeth and bear the...blackthorn. Just don't let him defile me like this."
"Trust me...while large...and may have a bit of a bite...Viper will be better." Sheamus took a deep breath to focus on John. *Trust me Angel...Ye seen the black walking stick I own...that is made of blackthorn.*
John shuddered at Sheamus' words in his head. He had seen the stick many times and even a masochistic like he did not want to feel it on his bare skin. "Okay." John spoke with great reluctance. "Please, just get the deed over with."
"Relax...ye will need to learn to either grin & bare or...or maybe even enjoy it." Sheamus told him before motioning to Randy.
"Okay need you in a better position." Randy told him walking closer. He unhooked John's hands from the chain but still linked together. He went to pull them down to the floor to hook them to the same anchor as the chain.
John felt so exposed with his head lowered and his ass raised. He could just imagine the view Randy was getting. "I'll never enjoy it." He hissed while in his head he was talking to Sheamus. *Tell him to fuck me hard, Master. Please.*
"Maybe not in the beginning...but in time." Sheamus told him he looked at randy after the hands were locked & he had stepped behind John. "Give thee angel here no quarter Viper...make him cry of pain...till they turn of pleasure." Randy looked at Sheamus a moment who gave a knowing nod.
"Of course Sir...a pleasure to make a dog howl." He took just a little lube to slick his cock before he kicked John's legs apart slightly.
John tried to hide his delight at getting what he wanted. He had missed the rough pounding his daddy could give so well. "I won't give you the satisfaction of a sound." He said through gritted teeth.
"We will see dog." Randy told him as he moved between John's legs & pushed the head between his cheeks.
"I'm not a d-dog." John fought a groan as he felt the teasing at his entrance. Randy just laughed as he pushed in more. John was so used to voicing his pleasure as he was filled it took everything in him to stay quiet but he tried to play the part of a stubborn warrior. He panted through his nose as his inner muscles stretched to take Randy's girth.
Randy pushed all the way in only to pull back out & slam forward with a groan. "He good Viper?"
"Yes Sir...fresh." He moaned with another thrust. A small groan past John's lips on the second hard thrust. The younger man felt so good. John loved the sweet burn of pain and pleasure he was bringing him.
"Not a sound hmm?" Randy commented with another couple thrusts.
Sheamus gave a faint groan himself as he moved the flap of his kilt to expose his cock. "Aye he sound like he make his protests too early."
Randy's big member brushed over John's prostate, sending blissful jolts of heat to his dripping cock. He gave a louder moan, sweat beading on his forehead. "Aye he most definitely protested too soon." Sheamus commented. "Don't relent."
"Yes Sir." Randy took a hard fast pace as he fucked John.
John knew he sounded like a moaning slut as he grew more vocal the more Randy fucked him but he could not help it. His body was on fire, craving the treatment. "That's it." Sheamus stated. "Not so bad is it Angel?"
"N-No." John almost screamed after one hard thrust. "Please don't stop."
"Ye own manhood betrays ya." Sheamus commented. "Ye so hard and wantin." He laughed. "Now I could tell me viper to stop & leave ye in agony of ye body's betrayal."
John moaned at the sweet agony, his hands wanting to touch his throbbing member but unable. "N-No...please." He almost begged.
"So ye now see thee pleasures do ya?" Sheamus stated. Raising a hand Randy still his motions buried deep in John.
John's hands were clenched into fists of need and frustration. "Yes." He cried out, his voice hoarse and desperate. "Yes, okay? Now...please...order Viper to move."
"Just to show ya I do indeed have mercy." Sheamus stated motioned to Randy with a nod. Randy starts again with a moan. "Aye give it to 'im good me Viper."
"Fully Sir?" Randy moaned.
"Aye fully." Sheamus stated.
"Thank you Sir." Randy gripped onto John's hips as he pounded him harder. "Oh yes." He moaned.
John gave no reply only sounds of pleasure as the younger man's cock stabbed at his sweet spot, heating his blood more and more. He felt a little guilty in the midst of his enjoyment thinking of Sheamus. *What of your needs, Master? Damn, my daddy feels so good!*
*I will be tended to my dear angel.* Sheamus told him.
"Fuck almost there." Randy cried. "So good."
John's cock throbbed as his legs shook with the need to release. He gave a deep groan as he hit his climax hard and fast. "Mmm...fucking good."
"Hmmm and he wasn't even touched." Sheamus boasted. "Quite skilled as always Viper."
"Thank you Sir." Randy moaned before driving hard as his own climax his with a deeper moan.
Randy panted faintly when Sheamus spoke again. "Now...get him from the anchor & bring him here."
"Yes Sir." Randy pulled out from John & went to unlock the cuffs & Chain from where they were locked to the floor.
John panted as he stood, the evidence of his release coating his stomach. "You've made a mockery of me now let me free."
Sheamus laughed. "Ye admitted ye liked it knave...now I wish to test the skills of ye mouth."
"Sir is that wise?" Randy asked.
"Easy he hurts mine...we removed his." Sheamus moved to expose himself again. "Now bring him here."
"I have no skills." John sputtered, trying to keep a straight face. "I've never done it before."
"Well ye better be a fast learner." Sheamus told him grabbing his cock. "Or I have Viper hold ya down and I wreck ye ass even more like a lowly harlot." John gave a quiet groan at the mental picture of being fucked by his master while Randy held him. He loved giving oral but decided to do a horrible job on purpose. He timidly ran his tongue over Sheamus' member as if it disgusted him.
"Come now...such a big trap to ya...ye can surely do better."
John timidly took the head passed his lips and sucked a few seconds before recoiling in disgust. "I can't do this. I won't suck the manhood of my enemy's king." He protested after removing his mouth.
"Very well...Viper. Move this harlot to their back."
"Yes Sir." Randy took a hold of John by the collar to move him to the ground as Sheamus stood up to remove his garb.
"I'm not a harlot!" John shrieked while allowing Randy to move him to the floor. "You'll regret this day when my men rise up and overthrow you."
"Not very likely." Sheamus boasted as he moved to grab John's legs lifting them. "Most already bloody & dead...maybe you wished to join them" He moved to fill John a look of bliss on his face.
"Better dead than your whore." John snapped but could not hide his enjoyment as his lover filled his still stretched ass.
"Shame for ya then...I quite like ya like this." Sheamus moaned as he pounded him. "Make ye watch every look of pleasure ye cause." He moaned out as Randy knelt to keep John's shackled wrists held to the ground above his head.
"Go f-fuck yourself." John's eyes almost rolled in pleasure as his cock showed signs of stirring. The feeling of being taken like this while held down by the Viper had him so heated.
"Oh no no...I quite like this better." Sheamus moan gripping & pinning John's legs back to expose him even more. "Mmmm Aye...aye Much better."
John gave a throaty moan, his lust glazed eyes watching the Irishman as his own cock thickened a second time. His entrance was still slick from Randy's release, allowing Sheamus to slide in and out of him with ease. Sheamus gave a faint laugh. "Well look at that Viper. Once more his body betrays his true feelings."
"It's not my fault my body is being manipulated." John groaned as the pleasure seemed to sweep him. "I have no control over what's being done to me."
"But ye still enjoying it the same." Sheamus moaned as he drilled John over & over again. He could feel his muscles tightening.
John could not think of a comeback as his mind was clouded by lust. His second orgasm of the day seemed to be quickly approaching as his body seemed to feed off Sheamus' energy. "Aye Aye Angel...that it...just about there." Sheamus moaned about ready to cum. He gave a few more thrusts. as he came.
"May I get a treat Sir?" Randy asked.
"Aye Viper enjoy." Sheamus told him pulling back. Randy moved to lean over John drawing his full cock into his mouth to suck fully knowing it wouldn't take much.
"Oh fuck!" John cried out, feeling his daddy's talented lips around his cock. He could not even pretend not to enjoy it as his body trembled.
"That's it Angel...feed Viper well for me...then if ye wish to be released...Maybe I will oblige." Sheamus smirked as he stood up. John's back arched off the floor as his second climax made his head spin and chest heave. His throbbing cock flooded Randy's mouth, giving the younger man the taste he craved.
"Fuck." John whispered, his eyes fluttering as he felt spent.
Randy drank all John had to give before pulling back up. "I don't think he will be thinking of going much of anywhere if he is promised treatments like that Sir." Randy chuckled as he looked down at the spent John.
"So fucking good." John mumbled, trying not to fall asleep. "Thank you both. You have a magical tongue, Daddy."