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The plane with Legacy landed in New York. Ted & Cody disembarked first still being in first class. Ted's mood not any better than when they first got on the flight. Luckily for the most part he has kept quite, well Cody hoped it was good. He was not sure he wanted to see it When Ted blew finally. Grabbing their bags they head for the rental counter.

Randy getting off the flight goes & grabs his bag before finding the check in for his flight to Florida. He was trying to fight the feeling of dread in his stomach. He knew Taker would be furious on so many levels. He could only pray he would leave him unharmed enough to still wrestle. That & that Taker & John would forgive him after he took his punishment. He knew it would blow over as long as Cody got Ted to promise to keep his mouth shut. He hated the thought of either younger male hating him…but if Ted now hated him so be it. That would be on Ted, but he would have no right to ruin him over it.

He sat & waited as he had an hour lay over. He pulled out his phone glancing at it, does he…or doesn't he. He sighed opening his message screen. *Master I screwed up.* He hit sent, his hands were shaking.
*OK Boy, how?* Randy not realizing he had a confused Taker on the other end.
*I feel odd telling you of it this way…just know I am sorry & hope it does not jeopardize you in the end.*
*You sick boy?* Taker trying not to grow worried or jump to conclusions.
*Maybe just in my head master.*
*We will talk when you arrive…to confirm when you set to arrive?*
*Roughly three hours.*
*Will be in outside.*
*Yes master*

He slid his phone away, hanging his head. When his flight was called he got on lost in his own thoughts. The feeling of dread growing the closer the plane came to landing. Before he was nervous about Taker's request. Now he wondered would the request still be there. Would he still have his Masters? Had his actions caused a wound that could not be healed?

He was shaken from his thoughts when he felt the plane jerk when it skipped a little on the landing. Taking a deep breath he got up from his seat keeping his persona outward to the public, not allowing them a glance at the scared man under it. He grabbed his bags heading outside. He tucked his coat in the handle of his bag taking in the difference of temperature from New York to Florida in early November. He glanced around when he saw a black Pick-up truck pull up in front of him. The window rolled down just enough to see green eyes peer over the tinting.

He loaded his bags into the bed of the truck before he climbed in lowering his head after the door closed. Taker took off for the highway.
"OK What you do boy?" Taker's rumbled tone broke the silence.
"A few things Master." His tone low, worried, scared. "Though I know it does not excuse it sir…I was partly drunk when some of this took place…my emotions got the better of me."
"Spill it boy."

"I was caught in bed with Christian, by Ted & Cody." He heard Taker take a deep breath he was scared to move his head in fear of the sneer, scowl or glare that may be on his Master's face.
"What were you doing in bed with a man you hated?"
"I only hated him because he hated me without even trying to get to know me or see the situation."
"Where you two doing anything?"
Randy could feel his cheeks growing warm. "Not when they walked in Master…bu-but we had."
"I see…"
"I don't know if it matters if I told you it was only oral."
"It doesn't."
Randy gulped at Taker's cool tone he could not read how angry his Master was with him.

"We will talk things over once we get home."
"Home?"
"Yes home…"
Randy knew he was told Taker owned or had access to properties across the country if not the world, but he never knew any were in Florida. When people think of Taker they think of his large compound in Texas or the small place he kept in California. It was about another thirty minutes, maybe close to an hour from the airport before they drove up to a gate.

Taker rolled down his window punching in a code before the gate swung open. A tall stone wall surrounded the place except for the ornate iron gate they just drove through. They made their way up the drive to a large three-story manor house with a smaller 'servants' house next door. Taker parked outside & waited for Randy to step out grabbing his bags.

The walked up to the front & inside. "You can leave you bags by the front. You are not needed till Monday afternoon correct?"
"Yes sir." Randy kept his head lowered.
"Come on" Taker led Randy to a sitting room where John was lounged on a black leather chaise lounge in black track pants & royal blue tee shirt. He lifted his head heading Taker's boots.

"So what he tell you?" John asked. He could see Randy's very submissive posture. The only two things missing was him naked & on his knees.
"Go ahead boy tell him."
Randy closed his eyes with a faint sigh. "I was with Christian last night…and…and Ted & Cody found us this morning when they came to get me for my flight.

John looked over at Taker then back to Randy. "OK WHY? Why were you with Christian if you know you were coming to meet with us…Well at least Taker today? Then how…How did your pupils manage to catch you? Lastly what…What do you feel we should do to you?"
Taker hated a little what he knew they were doing to poor Randy's mind, but yet he couldn't help but be faintly amused at John's actions. He didn't know if he should be pleased or scared. He remembered a time John would have told Randy it was forgiven…he would have told him already about their talk. He just waited to see how this played for now.

Randy stood there & began retelling the whole story, at least the best his brain could remember it. That Christian started it…he actually did try to stop his advances a few times, but Christian kept pushing. Although he of course could not know for sure either way it seemed pretty clear that Christian was planning on taking advantage of his partly inebriated state. He wasn't sure why but it was like a switch flipped in his head.

"You two are my only masters…I could not let him to treat me as such…"
"You know you could have walked out of the room again once you flipped him off from you." Taker instructed him.
"I do now Master…please forgive me."
"Go on." John told him. Randy went into detail of the night not seeing the mused look on John's face the thought of Randy being almost orally brutal to Christian & the older man loving every moment. He knew how both brothers could be. Taker looked at John shaking his head & John wiped the expression off his face.

"I was not expecting us both to pass out so fast…I can only guess it was a mix of the beer, stress, slight anger still at him, nerves…it just wiped me out. I knew Ted & Cody had a key to my room…it was something we started when Master Taker was not on the road with me…and you were injured John sir. It was a safety thing…I never expected I would get hurt by it in the end."

"Hurt how? What will they do with this knowledge?" John asked still leaning back on the chaise.
"Cody wishes to understand…he said he would try to calm Ted down. Ted was repulsed & outraged…he doesn't wish to see let alone speak to me. I don't know if he will tell anyone else or not. If he does I have no clue how that will affect my workings in the business or with the other people backstage."

Randy on his own accord lowers to his knees head bowed. "As for what I feel you should do to me for this transgression…I will take what ever punishment you both feel is fitting…I just ask for mercy in my lack of judgment that I not be sent into the dark to fall in the pit again."

Those last words sent a faint chill through Taker knowing the reference. He nodded to John who returned the gesture. The older man walked over placing a hand on Randy's shoulder the younger man tried not to jump. He was expecting to be hit or yell at. Taker's hand on his shoulder felt almost comforting.

"I told you before boy…you are family…I will always look out for family…as long as I am permitted I will look out for you. When you think you will fall into the pit I will do all in my power to have my hand there to grab you."
"Th-thank you master…"
"But you are right your lack of judgment should not be just absolved."
"I know Master…I will take whatever you feel I deserve."

"I say the cage for at least one day." John spoke up. Taker looked at John raising a brow. "Well it started with him forcing Christian to suck him…"
"That is true. Do we have one here though?"
"I will need to check the room…that or maybe stretch his mouth for a bit…for using it on Christian in return."
Even if not clearly seen Randy's heart was racing clearly heard by the two vampires. He didn't mean to, but the though of being at their mercy was exciting him.

"Good point love…find out how big of a mouth he actually has, then put it to good use." John smiled with a nod, he knew Randy was getting excited. He silently conveyed that to Taker. "Get up boy."
"Yes master." Randy stood up & Taker lead him through the house to a door leading down into a basement. The room was almost cold as it was underground. The floor hard packed dirt, the walls cement. It was filled with various 'toys'.

"Strip boy." Randy shivered as he removed his clothing a blush crept across is flesh knowing he had to show his Master his aroused state. Taker pointed to a metal slab table it looked like something used for autopsies or something as fiendish. "On your back boy."
"Ye-yes sir." Randy walked over climbing on the table goose bumps crawled on his flesh as the slab felt like ice on his body.

Taker moved around the table looking him over. "Hands over your head." Randy did as instructed & soon felt shackles around his wrists. Taker walked away opening a metal cabinet looking over the contents. Randy could hear footsteps descending the steps, it had to be John.
"Awe started already."
"Yes Love…but seems our boy has a bit of a problem."
"Hmm I see." John mused knowing Taker was speaking of Randy's aroused state.
"Well should we give him the nice or not so nice way of dealing with it?"

"What would you suggest?" Taker's head still in the cabinet at this point he was stretching it out on purpose. He knew Randy was squirming a mix of fear & excitement.
"Well if he was bad…he doesn't deserve the nice way does he?"
"Nope."
John walked over towards the table standing near the head of it looking down at Randy. "He does look so…tasty laid out like that…" John slowly licked his lips.
"Maybe later Love…I know you are not that peckish yet."
"True…But just a taste…"

"You want to give him the nice way don't you Love…then I'll need to deal with you." Taker spoke finally stepping away from the cabinet carrying the black velvet back & an open mouth gag. "Or let him deal with you."
"Both sound delightful." John almost moaned at the thought. He walked around the table his hand brushing Randy's skin. Randy shuttered as it felt nice, noting the coolness.

John reached around Randy's shaft giving a firm tug, but not enough to get painful…well not overly so anyways. Randy grunted his hips twisting in the direction of the pull. "Oh fuck…"
"That comes later on maybe." John told him as Taker set the bag aside still holding the gag. It was leather with a large open ring instead of a ball. John started stroking Randy with a firm pressure. "A question before we make you mute. Did you enjoy it? Did you enjoy ripping the power from Christian's grasp?"

Randy gulped before a moan passed his lips. "Ye-yes Sir…Yes it felt good…"
"You know never to do that with us…" He pulled a little harder causing Randy to buck off the slab. "You only have power when we give it to you."
"YES….Yes ma-master…I-I wo-would never do that to ei-either of you…" Randy was panting. "I treasure when it is given Masters…"
"Good…" John moved down wrapping his lips around Randy's shaft slowly taking him all the way to the base.

Randy gave a faint moan. "Oh god Master…thank you…" Taker looked down at him.
"Those you last words for now boy…open up." Randy shuttered licking his lips before doing as told. Taker held each strap as he worked the large covered ring between Randy's teeth. The leather allowed something for Randy's teeth to set on without damaging them like bare metal could. Taker then lifted Randy's head fastening the buckle behind his head firmly but not too tight. Breathy groans passed from Randy's stretched mouth as John was still skillfully sucking away on him.

Taker walked around towards John. His arm wrapped around John as he was still enjoying the taste of their bad boy. A moan from John as Taker took a firm hold of him through the track pants. "You both look so hot like that." Taker gave a lustful growl. He took a hold of John's pants lowering them down his body. He then lowered his jeans. "Mmm yes so hot…." Taker slicked his hand as he stroked his shaft before running the head between John's cheeks.

The younger vampire gave a needy moan. ~Please Marcus…Fill me…~ Taker licked his lips be he pushed into John's craving body. John moaned around Randy's shaft the younger man whimpering the best he could his head turning to see his to Masters joined in a lustful embrace, John being filled by Taker. Taker wrapped his arm around John's waist as he began to pound into him.

Randy finally lost it his essence pumping into John's mouth. John moaned as he captured every drop. ~One moment~ Taker grunted not believing John wanted him to stop mid stroke. He released John letting the younger to slide free. ~You handle the cage~ John moved up to look at Randy's face. ~You can still swallow?~ Randy tried & nodded. John lowered his face near Randy's his parted his lips slightly allowing Randy's own essence dribble into his pried mouth.

Randy groaned as his own taste not expecting John's actions. He swallowed as it began to run down his throat so he would not choke. He was so transfixed on John he hardly took note of Taker cleaning down & then imprisoning his member.

John pulled away licking his lips. "We have things to tend to…we will see you in a few hours."
Randy's eyes widened as John & Taker fixed their clothing & headed for the stairs. They had to be messing with him right? They were not going to leave him alone in a cold basement chained & gagged to a metal slab…where they? He heard the door close…his breathing coming out in heavy pants the way his mouth was kept open. He tried to breath through his nose as his mouth was growing dry. At least they did not shut the light when they left.