Requested by a reader.

Warnings: non-/dub con, enema, plugging, tormenting/torturing, talk of bondage.

Maybe a bit of a weird chapter. Oh well...


"Mmm, yes that's it love." Uther hummed contently, gripping a fistful of Merlin's hair tight in his hand. Merlin found himself still clothed, knelt on the ground in front of Uther's chair behind the desk in the early morning. The sun had just risen and already Uther's thick member was pistoning deep inside his throat in a desperately fast pace.

Uther was under the impression that he was some god and that he could clear all ailments, even though Merlin wasn't even sick. The numerous protest on Merlin's side, were disregarded and Uther made the decision that he would be the one who made it all better.

More groans of pleasure came from the elder man and Merlin had tears springing in his eyes at the feeling of being gagged over and over. The movements went slower with Uther dragging his cock slowly in and out before completely stilling inside and with one low growl he came deep in his consort's throat. "Swallow all my love."

The tang taste on his tongue was nasty, and no matter how often he'd done it already, it still made him feel sick with every drop that made its way past his tongue and down his throat. He needed to do what the King wanted, that's all he needed to do to keep Arthur unharmed and alive. He just had to get to Gaius and declare that he would try their plan on getting out of this marriage and to get the potion that would make him look like he was sick as soon as possible. He was hastily brought back to the presence.

A knock on the door.

A name announced.

Gaius.

Merlin stilled a moment and wanted to draw back as quickly as he could but the King held a firm hand in his hair and let him stay in the exact same position as he was in now. The starting to soften prick still wedged between his lips and panic started to fill his head. He couldn't let his former guardian find him in a position like this. But it was too late, Uther already called the physician in.

"Sire, you had called… for me." The old physician announced full of confidence but trailed off once taking in the sight in front of him. He had saw some romantic affections Uther had done to Merlin in public, but nothing as worst as he saw now. He had to take on all his will power to stand where he stood and not turn away.

Uther patted Merlin's head with slow pats and slipped his member out of the hot cave, quickly readjusting his clothing and standing up. Pulling Merlin up as he did so. Merlin was too ashamed to face his guardian and kept his head bowed, pinkness starting to rise from the back of his neck.

As if he just hadn't been caught in an intimate position, Uther strode forwards to his old friend to properly acknowledge him. Merlin kept standing close to the desk, still not wanting to face his old mentor. "Gaius, good that you could be here this early. Did you bring what I asked you for?"

"Yes, sire, but do you really think it is necessary?"

"I do, are you questioning me?"

"Of course not sire. I just thought, considering how it went the first time -"

"Well you haven't been summoned here for thinking." Uther retorted and turned to his consort. "Merlin, undress."

This got Merlin's attention. His head snapped up, eyes wide and he forgot to breathe for a moment. "W-what?" Uther narrowed his eyes and it made Merlin scramble to submissiveness. Hastily dropping his tunic on the ground and his hands found their way to his laces. But untying them was easier said than done with the slight tremor coursing through his body and specifically his fingers. He didn't know what Gaius was here for, but then he saw the device Gaius got out of his bag, and Merlin felt all the blood drain out from his face.

After finally succeeding in untying his laces, the breeches fell down on the floor and Merlin stepped out of them. Concealing his manhood with his hands, even though both men had seen it numerous times before. It just made Merlin subconscious just standing there stark-naked.

"Merlin, get on the bed." Uther's command drove straight through his mind. Merlin took a deep breath, he didn't want to undergo what Gaius was about to do, being cleansed from the inside. It was something Uther had requested – although more demanded – that he had to do in the first week of their togetherness so Uther knew he was clean. He never felt so humiliated in his life before and now it seems that he had to be it again.

Another knock on the door. A knight announcing that a serving girl has the requested bucket with water. Merlin gulped deeply as the King told the girl to enter. He thanked the gods that it wasn't Gwen, but he still ducked his head deep in shame.

~oOoOo~

With still ever so much doubt, Gaius began preparing the utensils while still trying to get the King to change his mind. "Sire, I still don't think we need to take these drastic matters."

The King stood close to Merlin - who was on hands and knees on the bed, his head buried deep into the pillow out of shame – and shook his head. "I won't discuss this again physician. My consort was unwell yesterday, I won't risk that happening again." Merlin whimpered and groaned slightly, hating the fact how the King still talked about him like he wasn't even present.

"My lord, I will begin now." Gaius began, addressing Merlin. He pushed the oiled metallic tube with a cupped end slowly in which startled Merlin for a second and tightened his muscles in response. Gaius felt horrible. "Try to relax as much as possible."

The King stood close, his chin propped on his closed hand which he supported by his other arm crossed over his chest. He watched carefully that the physician wouldn't make any mistakes, even when he knew less about the healing arts himself. He heard the protesting noises from his consort but he did not heed them.

Slowly Gaius started to pour in the lukewarm water with the help of a long cylindrical shaped device. Merlin already tightened his hold on the corners of the pillow he had placed his head so deeply in. He knew that soon enough the cramps would start and he wouldn't be able to do anything against it, especially not when the King was standing so closely.

And like he anticipated, the cramps started to build up slowly as his insides were being filled with water. It started low but the more water was entered, the higher the pain travelled upwards. His abdomen started to expand, and he was breathing heavily, moans and groans were taking turns and he had to do his best to keep the tears that were stinging in the corners of his eyes at bay. Gaius silently apologized with everything he did and Merlin knew the man was neither doing this willingly as he was accepting it.

Uther hummed contently, seeing how his consort's abdomen started to expand to a size that made him think about a woman carrying a child, so round and full. He felt his own manhood reacting to the sight, but had his cloak to conceal his excitement.

Gaius stopped as all the water was used and slowly pulled the metallic device out, only to replace it with another metallic equipment which he also oiled before inserting. Merlin breathed fast and taking in short breaths as the long and oval shaped device with a flat base was brought in to avoid the water getting out.

On the best possible way to not let hear the King the venom of his action, Gaius addressed Uther. "Sire, it has been finished. It needs to stay in for a few moments."

"Good, leave us for those moments."

"But Sire-"

"I said leave."

Gaius bowed his head hastily. "Of course Sire." And shuffled out of the room, pausing after opening the door and sending one apologetic look to his former ward - who looked back with desperation of not wanting to be left alone with the King like this – before closing the door completely leaving Merlin all alone with Uther.

Uther purred with excitement, getting to the bed with just two strides and stroking his hand through the unruly mop of uncombed black hair. "How beautiful you look my love. All round." Uther trailed both his hands over the prominent spine of the otherwise lithe body before trailing them down and settling them on the round bulge of Merlin's abdomen. Merlin breathed deeply in, whimpering and trashing his body to the side as the King suddenly pushed up. Uther placed one hand firmly in the nape of his neck. "Stop moving, or do I need to use the bindings?" Merlin shook his head excessively, his eyes bore to the spot of the bed where he knew the manacles hung behind as the King liked to use the at times as it gave him the feeling of power and superior and reminding Merlin on his place and the will of the King.

"P-please stop. It hurts." Merlin whimpered as the King continued to massage his abdomen hard with the still lingering hand on his stomach, while keeping his other hand firmly behind his neck, making it almost impossible to move. It felt like his insides were bursting at this point and hoped that Gaius would walk through those doors as quickly as possible. The King still had other ideas, picking the front of his cloak and pushing it to the side with the hand he put on Merlin's neck and making his arousal clear once Merlin turned his head to face the King.

"See what you do to me Merlin, and I got it by just looking at you. I think we will have to finish the session we started earlier on a later time. I want you to ride me hard while being shackled on our bed." The King quickly put his cloak back when the door opened and Gaius reappeared and Merlin breathed a soft sigh of relief. Uther bent forward, Merlin clenched his eyes tightly closed feeling the warm breath tickling the shell of his ear. "Meet me in the banquet hall for breakfast when Gaius is finished."

The King walked away and Merlin heard vaguely the instruction of one of the guards to find Jonathan and he let his head fall back deep into the pillow once more once the door had closed and he let the tears fall. Gaius was at his side within the seconds. How he managed that on his old age, Merlin didn't question, he was just glad to have Gaius there with him although his was still in a humiliating position.

"Oh my boy." Gaius softly said, rubbing what he hoped soothing circles on Merlin's back. "It's almost over, sit up slowly and then –"

Merlin rose just a small bit on the bed and supported himself on his elbows, his abdomen still too tight, still too painful, but he shook he head. Tears falling down and wetting the mattress underneath. "I can't do it anymore Gaius. Give me the potion, please. I can't do it anymore."

A slow nod from the older man, brought a little more relieve in Merlin and slowly with careful movements started to sit up as his stomach protested on fast movement and then let himself guided by Gaius to the antechamber where he could relieve himself.

~oOoOo~

Jonathan has been let into the room, just when Merlin had dressed himself and Merlin was now looking even worse than before the treatment that was supposedly to be making him better. Gaius was swarming around him, asking him if he needed anything. If he felt okay considering the circumstances but all he got back were some mere nods and shakings of his former wards head who sat silently around the table in the middle of the room. The vial with the potion resting in front of him.

Jonathan gently placed an arm on the physician's shoulder making the man stop his pacing around Merlin and sat down at the chair next to Merlin that Jonathan drew back from the table.

"I've made the concentration of the potion larger, so instead of it taking two days, it should work within hours and it should be completed by tomorrow morning. As I've told before you won't feel any different, but you will look like it." Gaius took a deep breath. "Are you really sure you want to do this Merlin?" Gaius asked, for what must've been the sixth time in just a few minutes.

"Yes." Merlin answered curtly. Tentative hands were slowly brought from beneath the table and made their way to the small vial resting an arm's length away. "I'm sure." Merlin answered once more and uncorked the vial, placing it onto his lips and looked at his guardian and his manservant and getting a nod back from both. It was all it took for him to tip the vial completely on the side and let the contents of it slide in his throat. Both Gaius and Jonathan holding their breath as he did so.

Placing the vial back on the table, Merlin narrowed his brows. "I don't feel different, nor tasted it."

The smallest of smiles appeared in the corners of the physician's mouth. "That's good, that's supposed to be." Gaius face turned serious. "Listen to the following, it's important to let our plan succeed. We need to convince Uther that the sickness is in your lungs, it's the only thing that is beyond my healing abilities. Now it's best if you cough every now and then and build it up to longer coughs to make it more convincing."

Merlin nodded, but still felt nervous.

"Jonathan will be at your side, he can comment to you how you are looking so you can adjust your movements on it. Basically, the worse you'll look, the slower your movements should be. I know I ask a lot of you, but it's the only way to let this work. I wish I had any other way."

"Gaius it's alright. I know you would've."

"I'll inform Arthur that you've decided to go through with it. He'll be awaiting you the morning after tomorrow on the agreed place. I'll be with you most of the time and will try to keep Uther at least a bit farther away, we both know how hard that will be, but I will do my best." Gaius stood up and placed his hand on Merlin shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Good luck my boy."

He turned to Jonathan. "You know when you'll need to call me." The servant nodded his confirmation. "I do Gaius." Gaius walked away, on the task to find the Prince to tell progress of the plan.

"It has now truly begun." Merlin muttered to himself, having grabbed the small vial off the table and rolling it through his fingers.


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