Welcome inside the Pleasure House! A maze of long corridors where anyone could get lost without a guide and absolutely everything is permitted... as long as you have the money to pay for its happening...

Want to know more about this place? It comes directly from the pages of the fanfiction 'Never rob a Zygerrian', written by Aekimis And Jade.

I know, this is not the first time I mention it, but it is the M rated story that inspired me to write those prompt M stories so I wanted to make a tribute chapter for it and, guess what? The Author liked it so much that it became a Canon chapter for their story! (I was so happy, my heart touched the sky :3)

So, if you read and support this Author, please enjoy your reading here knowing this is officially a part of that story! :D

Writer's Message ; Yes, a male can be rape by a woman! It's not right, and it's nothing to be ashamed of. In our modern society, Women can have high status and power, and they can abuse it to force others. Victims should be able to speak up and denounce it without feeling ashamed. Boys can be as much hurt by it than girls and no one should laugh at them for that.

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Ezra and Chyon were side by side, walking in the colorful corridors, kept together as ever by the chain between the boy's collar and the blue Pantoran's belt. They were approaching a room to meet their next 'Guest'... but 'Customer' would have been more accurate. She had paid for their services and, in this brothel, it meant they had to pleasure her until she would be totally satisfied...

Turning a corner, the door was now in sight, but, just before reaching it, Chyon stopped Ezra by pushing him on the wall, his hands beside the kid so he wouldn't be able to move away.

-"Remember, 'Dev', we have to please our Guests no matter what are their demands."

Ezra frowned, insulted. -"For who are you taking me!? I've been doing this with you for more than 6 months now. I know how it works."

Chyon sighed, then cuddled the boy's cheek, looking at him with sad eyes. -"I'm just reminding you... because I've heard rumors about this particular Guest..."

Now feeling uneasy, Ezra swallowed hardly. -"Rumors? What do you mean, rumors..."

The door suddenly opened, showing the Guest, her face covered behind a mask and a veil to conceal her identity. Despite that, it was still easy to see she was a beautiful woman, with round curves and green eyes that would have made any gemstone pale in comparison.

She immediately looked into their direction. -"Ah, I was beginning to grow impatient." Her eyelids narrowed. "Making me wait any longer would have made me very, Very displeased..."

She let her sentence linger, making the threat clear. In this particular brothel, slaves who would displease their Guest were thrown into THAT room. An awful and dark place where only suffering and despair would await the wrongful...

Moving aside to make them way, she showed the room with her hand. -"Now, come inside and show me if it's true that you two are the bests here."

Ezra gulped uneasily. This, he realized, made the woman subtly smirk... He made a step to move from the wall, Chyon quickly whispering in his ear. -"No matter what happens, I'll be right beside you."

The kid looked at Chyon with a strange mix of apprehension and determination, and gave him a quick nod. The Pantoran moved his hand to hold Ezra with one arm and they entered together under the amused stare of their Guest...

The room had a discreet atmosphere, the light being dimmed and the walls painted all in black. This setup made the bed stand out even more with its bedpost, so tall, the curtains dyed the color of red passion were hung from the ceiling to the floor.

Behind the two boys, the heavy door was shut, shortly followed by the lock closing soundly. They turned to see the woman approaching them, eyeing only Ezra...

She first walked around them without a word, a naily finger sliding across the boys arms and shoulders, each step made suavely but her stare kept being uncomfortable, until she ultimately stopped while raising Ezra's chin. -"And, finally, I meet the famous Silky Tongue. You're quite popular, it wasn't easy to request for you."

Ezra was taken aback for a short moment. The way she ignored Chyon's existence wasn't subtle and he didn't know how to react to this much attention. The Pantoran was the experimented one, always taking the lead so the young boy just had to follow his steps to please their Guests...

-"I-I..." Chyon subtly took his hand to support him. It worked and Ezra continued, more assured. "I'm flattered what you heard about me made you pick us today. We're here to please you to your heart's content."

What the Pantoran did didn't evade her attention. Caressing the boy's cheek until she could intertwine her fingers with the soft blue-black hair, she made another step toward Ezra to close even more the distance between them, her breast leaning against his barely covered chest. He was so close, he could only see her eyes narrowing behind her mask, letting suppose she was smirking as she grabbed his collar with her other hand.

-"Oh, I'm sure you will." She seemed to frown at the metallic sound of the links and ran her fingers on the chain linking the two males together. "Why is that thing there?"

-"This chain means he's mine." Immediately retorted Chyon, firming his grip on his partner's hand.

The question seemed strange, coming from a regular of this place, but he answered it anyway. Better not displease her...

-"Well," She removed the chain and threw it back at the Pantoran. "Not for the next hour."

As she yanked Ezra by the collar to drag him toward the bed, Chyon was more and more seizing what kind of Guest she was... and how much the rumors were true. She loved to dominate and targeted only the submissive ones...

The woman shoved Ezra onto the mattress. Taking off her mask, she commanded; -"Remove your clothes."

As the veil fell to the ground, the boy looked at her beautiful, soft curly hair. They were dark red as the color of flames. She gazed back at him, her emerald eyes fixing Ezra's entranced sapphires.

He gulped and finally asked. -"Isn't against the rules? The Guests should not remove their mask."

-"Those are to keep our identity secret from the other Guests." Was her answer as she walked enticingly toward the bed. She stopped just in front to lean a hand on her waist and raise her head, haughty. "After all, what can a mere slave do against someone like me?"

She must have been from the high society, with her proud stature and the way she was belittling them...

-"Didn't I give you an order." She suddenly reminded him. It was not a question... more a warning...

Thankfully, the thin tunic he was forced to wear in this place was easy to remove and it took him no time to end up naked. All that time, she kept looking at him like he was a piece of merchandise, although her lustful expectation could still be felt in the air, growing each second that passed.

The moment he finished, she climbed on the mattress, walking on all four toward him. Her big breast, half-covered by the revealing V-neck of her black corset, were still moving despite the tight clothing and their sexy balancing provoked a reaction in the lower body of Ezra.

The lady's smile grew. This was going to be fun.

As soon as she ended above him, he reached to help her remove her wearing, wishing to free those beautiful boobs, but, the moment they were let loose, she grabbed his wrists and forced them back on the bed above his head.

-"Hun-un-un. It's a little too soon for that. They are a reward you'll need to deserve."

Her perfectly round breasts hanging a few inches above Ezra's eyes made it hard for him to think about anything else. He simply nodded and she smiled enticingly again, sliding her fingers across one of his arm to his belly, almost reaching his masculine member, then up again his chest to his neck.

Her sweet voice was heard once more as she caressed his chin and cheek. -"Silky Tongue. I'm curious to see if you live up to that name." Forcing his mouth open, she introduced two fingers to play inside it. Surprise, he emitted a cute yelp and he closed his eyes.

Amused, her next order filled his ears. -"Show me what you can do with that tongue of yours."

Releasing Ezra's mouth, she recoiled while dragging him by the nape, guiding him so he could meet her womanhood. He opened the zipper of her pants gently, caressing her laps with his other hand. He raised one of her leg, still letting his finger slightly massage her covered skin, and threw away her high heel.

Giggling, she made a rotating movement with her feet, catching Ezra's attention so he would look at her, and her narrowing eyes gave him a silent order. Chyon's warning, the one he had made in the corridor, resurfaced in the boy's head so he followed the Guest's will and landed a gentle kiss on the soft skin of her foot. She agreed with a smile and let him follow with the second leg, making him do the same to it. Finally allowed to remove the tight pants and panties, he threw them beside the bed too, leaning to begin pleasuring her clitoris with his tongue.

Leaning on the bed, she hid back her breast inside her corset with a mischievous smile and raised her hands above her head to grab the blanket. She had to admit, he was really good at it and she soon let a few sweet sounds free while her chest would wriggle along with each moans.

Turning her head, she seemed to remember something and glanced at Chyon. He was seductively leaned on the bed post, patiently waiting.

-"Make yourself useful. Grab that bag and search for the lub." She commanded, pointing a bag on the other side of the bed.

He did as told, unfazed by the objects he saw in it and showed the tub after having found it.

-"Good. Now, prepare him." He climbed on the bed and approached the busy boy as she added; "Both front and back."

That's the kind of demand he was always happy to fulfill and couldn't hide his smile. Groping the soft tan ass, he massaged it a little before pouring the lub. Ezra jolted a little under the cold liquid running right between his two round cheeks, covering his hole's entrance and running to his manhood. Chyon warmed it back, introducing his fingers and grabbing the testicles to play with it at the same time. The stimulation made the boy lose his focus. He tried to continue, but the coldness was quickly replaced by a hot and itchy sensation that made him twitch his ass, silently asking for more.

Chyon was feeling the same sensation in his hands and soon recognized what kind of lub it was. This was not going to be easy for Ezra...

The Lady smiled when she saw the boy above her becoming more and more flustered, even forgetting completely the task he was given. His intimacy, both outside and inside, was now all itching and asking for the Pantoran's hands to continue rubbing it passionately.

She moved away to scavenge in her bag and revealed a rope.

-"Tie his hands together." Was her next order.

Chyon wiped his hands on a corner of the blanket, even knowing this would not make the itchiness go away, but it would lessen the effect of the lub, and did as told, fastening the cord around Ezra's wrists. Against it , Ezra was struggling to reach for his love parts and ended up only arousing more the Pantoran with his desperately cute wriggling and sweet panting.

The Guest climbed back on the bed too, locking her gaze in Ezra's beautiful sapphires. Her stare made him quieter, easing Chyon's job, and she kept staring at him, doing nothing more, making him wait without knowing what would ensue. But he was a smart boy. He saw how she acted even since the corridor so he could kinda guess what she was waiting for. She seemed to be the type to dominate and love seeing the others being helpless. It was a behavior easy to recognize for him, he had often seen that same kind of look from Chyon...

So, he took his best puppy eyes, looking uneasy and tremulous, as he recoiled seductively a little and pulled on the rope, tugging his wrists, as if he had weakly wanted to break it.

He caught the glimpse of a malicious pleasure in her eyes with a faint, fleeting smirk on her red lips. Bulleyes... but that didn't reassure him much. He was weak against those types of Guests...

As Chyon finished the last knot, she asked him to maintain his companion and the Pantoran still did as ordered, even if he discreetly brushed his thumbs against Ezra's wrists, showing only to him his support.

She leaned above the restrained boy, caressing his trembling flesh with her hands and lips, climbing slowly on him until she could bite his nipples! She made marks around it and Chyon subtly gritted his teeth, inwardly cursing. He would make his own marks later around hers to reclaim what was his.

Despite the sudden pain around his nipples, Ezra was still aroused. His penis, testicles and inner hole were screaming for someone to touch and rub against them again. He was beginning to pull more strongly on his binding, fluttering more and more.

The Lady caught his virile member, earning all his attention, but only lightly stroke on it up and down with the tips of a finger. -"Isn't it agonising, to yearn for more and get nothing." She smiled as he bit his lips, surely containing a smart repartee. She continued, more seductive. "You could always make it stop." He jolted, his anticipating look making her giggle. "All you have to do is land a kiss on me." She approached his face again, whispering. "It could be anywhere."

She leaned a little more and he tried to kiss her, unsuccessfully. She quickly evaded him, giggling more.

She sneered with amusement. -"Did you think it would be that easy?"

She did it again to tease him and Chyon subtly loosened his grip on Ezra's arm, letting him almost succeed. Almost...

Angry, she glared back at the Pantoran;

-"I see you can't be trusted." She voiced angrily. "Move him to the bed post!"

And Chyon grabbed an uncooperative Ezra with ease, bridal style, to move him so he would be sitting against the hard wood. She then threw another rope and asked him to tie the boy's hand above his head.

The curtains made the impression there was nothing beyond them, like the whole world was limited to them on this mattress, and the fact that Ezra could not run away anymore made it even more real for him. More distressful...

He looked at Chyon, silently asking for more of his support, but their Guest didn't let them enough time alone. She stood up again with an object from her bag Ezra had never seen before and that he would soon wish he never learned about...

It was a series of multiple spheres attached together, the first being the smallest and each one after bigger than the one before. The boy made a movement as if he had wanted to recoil when she approached him again, still firmly maintained by the cord around his wrists. She spread his legs, her beautiful eyes shining with malice while she smirked. She brushed the new toy against Ezra's genitals, teasing him, and commanded Chyon to move behind him and start playing with his nipples. The stimulation made the boy wriggle more.

Her smirk widened. He was adorable when he was weakly struggling. -"Since you didn't kiss me, I suppose you want me to continue."

Ezra jolted again. -"I-It's not fair! I can't..."

She made a movement with her hand and Chyon understood he had to copy her, twisting his finger to pinch the boy's nipples. The sudden pain hushed his complains, changing it for a yelp.

She continued. -"You know as much as me that you want it."

-"N-no. I don't..."

-"Your dick is twitching expectantly and your hole is contracting, waiting for more... stimuli." She inserted the first bead in his intimacy, the new stimulation startling him. As she pushed another one inside, the first rubbed his inner-skin, relieving this part brievely from the itching sensation, but it soon came back and his ass was beginning to move on its own, the beads teasing him from the inside.

He wanted to push her away, even to kick her so she would stop! But he could not hurt a Guest... So, he contained himself, pulling like crazy on the ropes, his moans and protests filling the room.

A third one was inserted. -"Ah!" And she motioned at Chyon to pinch him again, the seizing pain stopping him from cumming. His dick was leaking, the fourth bead pushing the others who were now massaging his prostate.

-"No! Don't!"

This continued until all eight balls were nesting inside his ass. Every time he moved was agonizingly good, making his muscles twitch around the beads and arousing him more in a vicious circle.

Getting swayed by his partner's moans and sexy cries, Chyon's hands continued to tease the perking nipples with passion. He leaned to kiss and nibble Ezra's neck and ear, cursing inwardly at the bed post that was hindering his movements.

Without any warning, the Lady pulled the anal beads all out in one go! The sudden stimulation made Ezra jerk off, panting heavily, but his release was short. The itchiness wasn't gone and she inserted the toy again before ordering Chyon to leave him and come please her instead.

The kid pleaded for them to come back! He was left with his unsatisfied needs as the itchiness made him continue to twitch his ass around the beads and the arousal stroke back, stronger than before, making his virile member erected once more. His moans were mixed with the Lady's, Chyon massaging with his finger inside her womanhood as he licked with talent her clitoris until she was dripping wet.

They did it for a few minutes, letting Ezra crave for more and, now, he was not faking anymore. He stopped asking to be released as it fell in deaf ears and a thin line of tears appeared at the bottom of his eyes, silently pleading her to make it stop. The wriggling kid was panting and all he wanted was to make the itchiness go away.

She was enjoying herself so much, almost climating by the sole sweet sounds of Ezra's voice crying, moaning, panting and pleading her to make it stop, but it was time to pass to the last part while it was still the right time.

She shoved Chyon back, giggling. -"Loosen the second rope, we'll help him to lie down. Then, tie him again."

She sensually grabbed the boy's ankles and pulled on it when she could, making him slide on the bed. When he was all lying on the soft mattress, the Pantoran fastened again the cord to maintain him in this position. The Lady climbed on his erected cock to ride him, and started moving up and down with rhythm.

The sensation was incredible, but it could get even better. -"Take the beads' place" She commanded.

Chyon crawled back on the bed again and removed the anal beads, one by one this time, until he could throw it away and insert his well erected penis inside Ezra's love hole. He quickly began to move forth and back, having wished for that every time his partner's sexy moans had filled the room, ramming him as if there was no tomorrow.

The double stimulation made Ezra moans even more, pulling crazily against his restraints, his twitching dick rubbing strongly against the Lady's intimacy. She was intensely orgasming with pleasure, caressing her chest with her hands, brushing her hairs, moving her head on each side in turn.

They all reached their apex one after another, cumming with passionate cries... and Ezra fainted...

He fainted, and Chyon looked at him fearfully, suddenly cooling down. 'Oh no.' He immediately thought. 'No no no. We didn't even lasted half an hour. If she's not satisfied, we'll be send directly in THAT room!'

-"He Fainted." She said slowly, making Chyon jolt.

He removed himself from the boy's ass slowly, moving to look at her... surprised to see her wide smile!

She leaned on Ezra, holding him in her arm and cuddling her cheek against his. -"Awww, how cute! I knew I was right to choose him!"

Chyon was so relieved, he let himself fell to sit back.

-"He's perfect!" She continued while holding Ezra's cheeks to admire him. "I'm taking him with me!"

Chyon cringed. He hoped to have misheard and replied; -"If it's what you wish, I'll go prepare our stuff..."

-"Our? Who said you were coming with us?"

Now, he frowned. -"I think this was obvious. We come as a set."

No one was going to separate him from his partner. Never again! This session was over for him so it was for Ezra too, and he moved to untie the unconscious boy's hands. Once he would be unbound from the bedpost, he could be transported in their rooms, their sanctuary, away from this Lady, safe from her and everyone that threatened their couple!

-"You are nothing." She spat with rage. "You're just a pitiful slave who don't even live for himself! You exist for the sole purpose of fulfilling others' desires! You own nothing while anyone can own you and you will die alone and forgotten from everyone in this whores' prison!"

Chyon became mute, dazed and saddened by her harsh words. He grabbed Ezra and held him closer to him, his trembling fingers clenching on the boy's shoulder. He couldn't deny her and looked away, lowering his head in defeat while retaining himself from crying. No way he would let her enjoy the sight of his tears.

The woman, wickedly smirking full of her victory, approached to grab Ezra and pull him, taking him away with her. The young boy was painfully wakening, opening with difficulties his eyelids, and was startled when all he saw in his vision was the Lady's hand reaching for him, a few inches away from closing on his throat. He recoiled, hiding more in Chyon's chest, his now free hands holding the Pantoran's waist, and was surprised when he saw the blue hand grabbing the menacing one, shoving their Guest away!

Ezra's gesture to protect himself against Chyon waked him up, giving him back his confidence! He held again the slender body of his companion, clutching him closer to himself while darting his look on the rage boiling woman.

-"You won't have him! Throw me in THAT room, I don't care, but I won't let you hurt him anymore!"

-"You will regret this." Hissed the Lady full of hate.

-"I. Don't. Care! Get lost!" Spat once more Chyon.

Still, he could not miss the look on her eyes. She was excited, staring at them holding each other desperately. Even if her pride was deeply hurt, she would not forget about them that easily.

She turned on her heels, grabbing a sheet to cover her nudity and went away like a storm...

...

Paris' door opened soundly, making way to a furious Guest.

-"Lady Emeralda, I see your session is over." He turned to his loyal trainer. "Azul, go see to them."

The trainer reverently bowed and go away, closing the door behind him.

-"Paris," continued the woman, fulminating. "I was utterly humiliated. I demand compensation! I want to see this Pantoran suffer for what he did to me!"

But the gold Togruta wasn't even moved by her attitude. He knew his slaves better than anyone. -"Did you try to separate them?"

She jolted and he knew he hit the spot.

-"Every slave have a price!" She retorted. "I want Silky Tongue."

-"Neither one of those two are to sell." Calmly replied the owner.

-"Why not?!"

-"I never intended to let them go. They are my most lucrative couple and I will continue to loan them until their last breath!" He rose on his seat and walked to her so he would hold her hand and waist and turn her toward the door. "Now, I think we've finished our business here. Feel free to request other slaves anytime."

She struggled to get away from him. -"I won't accept this. You'll hear from me again!"

-"I'm sure of it. And, I don't think I need to say it, but I'll still precise. For their own protection, you won't get to request or see those two anymore."

She yelled like a spoiled kid and ran away from Paris' office.

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In the dark room, Chyon and Ezra were still recovering from the hard session and event they just lived when Azul appeared in the doorway...

-"I see you're both still in one piece. Good. Go wash yourselves and get ready. You have another Guest in two hours." And, just like that, he went away.

Chyon leaned a hand on Ezra's head, pulling him to his chest again and sighed. -"Can this day be any worse?"

-"This day could never have been good..." Spat the boy, hateful.

-"Why?" Ezra was still trembling in his arms, but Chyon realized it was from anger.

-"Empire day is never a good day."