Aladdin and Mozenrath watched as their captors left, shutting the door behind themselves with a series of clicks to lock it secure. The moment they disappeared Aladdin slumped to the table with an elongated sigh of relief and exhaustion. There was a brief moment of silence, just a few seconds where their situation seemed to fully sink in. and then Aladdin heard a pained sob.

"Mozenrath?" he said quietly. The sorcerer turned his head further away and ducked down, trying not to let him see. But Moze was chained down with no moving ability whatsoever. Aladdin on the other hand had just enough leverage on his manacles to stand if he tried. With a great strain he forced himself up, his body protesting as the dildo still deep inside of him squeezed in tighter. "Mozenrath are you allright?" he said and craned his neck for a look. "Oh Allah!" he exclaimed.

The bit that had been forced into Mozenrath's mouth was now slicing into the gums. Blood was dripping down his cheeks and jaw line and onto the ground. Not only that, but Mozenrath's soft, delicate flesh had taken the whipping much worse than Aladdin's had. Probably due to him trying to run. He was laid into hard and Aladdin felt a welling of pity.

He looked about for a moment, trying to ascertain if anyone was near/ "Moze…Moze I'm going to try to help you." He said gently. "Just…I'm going to have to crawl onto top of you to get that thing off your head. The chains don't go any further." He said. Mozenrath tensed for a moment, making a little noise into his bit, then nodded uncomfortably.

Aladdin gulped and knelt against the bench, crawling slowly along the length of Mozenrath's body. He felt the wet stickiness of blood across his chest as he lifted himself further along the lean frame. Mozenrath trembled as he lay down, careful not to put too much pressure on the injured back. Aladdin humped in frustration. His hands were still tightly bound and he couldn't bring his fingers up to loosen the belt around Mozenrath's head. "Relax Moze. Just give me a minuet." He said and Mozenrath moaned.

The hero's teeth grazed along the hard leather and metal of the buckle. He bit down on the extended piece wound through the buckle and lifted, slowly sliding it out of it's position and away from the bar holding it in. It took him a moment to adjust and then pull out the remaining strip. Mozenrath gave a sigh of relief as the tight hold around his head loosened. But the bit was still locked in place.

Mozenrath, desperate enough to get the thing removed, turned his head as far back as he could, trying to let Aladdin get a better perspective. He groaned something unintelligible into the air and Aladdin shook his head, showing he didn't understand. Mozenrath whimpered and slipped his tongue along the edge of the bar, even though it hurt to do so. Aladdin looked in closely and realized that the bars against his gums were hollow and then extended with a pin, slipping into a notch on a bar set lengthwise in order to open his mouth wider.

"Alright." Aladdin said and pressed his mouth to the side of Mozenrath's lower jaw. He gripped the edge of the pin with his teeth and yanked, sliding it out in one slick motion. Mozenrath gasped and whined, letting the bar fall onto the ground with a musical clink. Aladdin did the same with the top bar and Mozenrath's yelled in anguish, his jaw sore and bloody. "Moze…Moze say something."

"Get off me." He whispered. "Get off!" Aladdin scrambled backwards, landing on his rump in the dirt and feeling the dildo slam inside. His mind spun for a moment the tip touched on something pulsing inside of him and it was a moment before he regained focus.

"Damn it Moze." He said breathlessly. "I was trying to help you!" he insisted.

"I don't need your help!" he hollered and then whined as his jaw protested. Mozenrath licked along the sides, trying to clean up his fluid.

Aladdin blushed bright red. "Fine! Next time just sit there in mind numbing pain! See if I give a shit." He snapped and slumped against the bench. Bad idea. Any pressure on his hind quarters only made the presence of the thick toy inside of him more obvious. With a long moan Aladdin slid to the floor and began working at the straps on his legs.

"Don't do that." Mozenrath said finally.

"Like hell." Aladdin responded breathlessly. "Do you have any notion of how painful this is? Not to mentioned awkward."

"Yes I do." Mozenrath grit his teeth angrily. "But better to deal with it for now." When Aladdin gave him a confused look Mozenrath rolled his eyes. "We both know what's going to happen…sooner or later. Better to be stretched out before hand, even just a bit. It won't be as painful later on." He turned his head back around and lay down against the wood. "Trust me. You'll be better off."

"How do you know?" Aladdin said, half irritable, half curious.

Mozenrath gave a long suffering sigh. "I was in here two days before they brought you in Aladdin." He answered patiently.

Aladdin stiffened in embarrassment. There was a prolonged silence. Outside the windows the sun began to sink low, casting the paints of dusk through the dungeon. Color reflected off of the instruments and chains and splashed vibrancy everywhere. Aladdin looked up from his position on the bench and saw Mozenrath's back, covered in scars both old and new. Little bleached lines and fresh red stripes marked his back. "You've been through this before, haven't you?" he said thoughtfully. Mozenrath did not answer.

Aladdin looked around and spied the bucket used to clean them. It was within reach as was some of the clothing torn from their bodies. Looking at Mozenrath turned face, he took hold of both.

Mozenrath hissed, then could not repress a gasp of relief. "Nuuuhhhhhh." He craned his neck and looked back at Aladdin curiously. The street rat had dipped the rag and was tenderly washing the blood off his back. The cool cloth was like ice on a burn. Pinkened water dripped off his back and onto the dirt floor as Aladdin continued to wash him off. It stung, but still felt good. None the less, Mozenrath's nature could not repress suspicion.

"What are you doing?" he said with a little contempt in his voice.

"Helping you. If these cuts get infected you won't survive long." He said firmly and dipped the rag again.

"I'm not the only one with marks Aladdin." Mozenrath whispered. "Tend to yourself!" The second sentence came out with a little more bite.

Aladdin rung out the cloth again and made a decision. "If I don't report back within six weeks, Agrabah will send out a reconnaissance mission." Aladdin said out of the blue. "My last report was nearly a week ago, so all we have to do is hold out another five or so." He felt gratified to see Mozenrath looked back at him attentively. "By then Jasmine will have sent out someone to find me. And when they do, I'll make sure your included in the rescue party."

"But you heard Colane." Mozenrath interjected. "We only have a month before we'll be sold at auction. We could end up at opposite ends of the world in a month, much less six weeks."

Aladdin nodded. It was true enough. "So what's your plan?"

Mozenrath's eyes brightened for a moment. "The only hope we have to remain findable is to stay in this city. Which means finding someone to buy us who lives right around here."

"But we have no control over our buyers. Colane does."

"Exactly." Mozenrath said.

It dawned on Aladdin. "You mean kiss his ass so we're at least not sold as prostitutes?" Mozenrath nodded and Aladdin sneered.

"Well can you think of something better?" Mozenrath snapped a little miffed. "Forget for a moment that you have a Princess who would just perish without you. Let's say worse comes to worse and Agrabah gets decimated in the next six weeks. You said yourself you heard a rumor of an invasion." Aladdin blanched at the suggestion. "What if no one comes Aladdin? You have to have some way of surviving. I have no more desire to be some pampered nobles fuck toy than you do but until we can find a way to escape…"

"…At least it's a cover." Aladdin finished.

Mozenrath nodded in agreement. "If…if we play this right. We might even managed to be sold as a pair to some extravagant buyer. The richer a man is the more he wants to show it off with exotic purchases and unusual slaves." He looked back at Aladdin, trying to hide the shame in his eyes. "We'll have to convince Colane we're worth more as a pair than separate."

"Moze…Mozenrath…I don't know." Aladdin said softly. His face turned bright scarlet at the very thought of such a thing. Practically, he knew Mozenrath was right. If they cooperated, at the very least it might feel easier to have a partner in this. But his pride screamed out. He'd rather die than willingly…!

Would you really now? Really rather die?

"Not much of a choice Aladdin." He responded sharply.

"Mozenrath I don't know how to do any of this!" Aladdin bit back sharply. "I'm amazed that you do" That was being more than a little bitter, if technically true.

The sorcerer felt himself blush brighter than ever. "Never Aladdin? You never tried to use your body to feed yourself?" He heard the chains clink angrily as Aladdin drew away. "You know you don't have to lie to me hero boy. I won't tell anyone."

"No." Aladdin said coldly. "I never did anything like that." He said firmly.

Mozenrath sighed. "It's not going to make the next few nights any easier on you you know?" he added in. "Of course Colane may want to keep your virginity, your worth more that way. Or he may feel it better to break your will entirely by breaking your body internally. An exotic thing like you is already going to fetch a high price." He paused for a moment, adjusting his wrists in the rope. He could see red welts quickly growing. Mozenrath looked out of the corner of his eye and saw Aladdin try to hide an expression of pure terror.

The last emotion he'd expected to feel was pity.

"That toy…is it still inside you?" Mozenrath asked gently. Aladdin nodded. "Good, listen to me Aladdin and do exactly as I say. Move it in and out."

"What!"

"You need to stretch your body Aladdin and I can't do it for you." Mozenrath said sharply. "Trust me, nothing is going to stop the pain when a man first enters you, but you can make it easier on yourself with just a little effort." He looked back behind him and sighed, Aladdin was shaking his head in disbelief, eyes shut as if he could make it all go away.

"Aladdin…touch your thighs." He said strictly. Aladdin blanched and looked up at him, eyes wide in an almost adorably innocent way. "Do it gently, put your hands between your thighs and relax your muscles." He continued without stopping.

Aladdin hesitantly touched his own flesh and was surprised to find it cool to his finger tips. Cautiously he reached down and began to stroke the strong, supple muscles, forcing his body to calm. A strange feeling crept over his body, a kind of tickle along his pelvis and up to his groin. A sudden pressure pushed against his cock and Aladdin yelped helplessly. "I can't." he said.

Mozenrath sighed exasperatedly. "Aladdin. Half of this is mental. You have to make yourself relax internally as well." He shifted a little so as to better see his fellow captive. Aladdin was gingerly obeying. "Good. Close your eyes…lets your body calm down. Slide your hands against the toy in your body. Don't try too fast. Just slip it in and out."

Aladdin began to do so, and the moan caught in his throat. It hurt. Not a kind of sudden pain he might be used too, but a slow, stretching burn that made his hips shake. "Moze…" he choked out as his hands gripped to steady himself on the table. The hard, long object pushed against his insides, rubbing the virgin entry. "I…ahhh." Aladdin whispered out.

"Aladdin…" Mozenrath said, a note of warning in his voice as light flooded the dungeon.

Aladdin suddenly felt himself being rammed face first into the table, a strong hand holding him down. "Wh…what?" he tried to turn and was caught with the lash down on his shoulders. He reached up to protect himself, shield his body from the blows.

Colane nodded for the guard to stop as he came down the stairs. "You gentlemen will have to forgive me." He said in the most falsely elegant voice. "I was not aware to be in the presence of legends." Colane chuckled. "Honestly, you two should have introduced yourselves to me. It was quite rude not to have." He looked and the guard began laying blow after blow from the whip onto the skins of both men. Their captor walked across the room and sat down in his chair, watching as his slaves were punished. After ten lashes or so he held up his hand for a halt.

"Aladdin of Agrabah…" he said, pronouncing the name with an odd accent. "And Mozenrath of the Black Sands. Words of your enmity against has spread even as far as this kingdom." He grinned, the kind that spread across his aristocratic face without any warmth. "How ironic that you should share one another's fate in such a way as this." He turned to his guards. "Chain him up."

Aladdin was hauled to his feet and unlocked from Mozenrath's side. He tried not to spit in his holders eye as they lead him over to strange device. A new spreader bar was set, this time between his wrists and hauled behind him, then shackled to the pillar. Colane strode forward and attached his ankle chains to the brick beneath him, forcing Aladdin to keep his legs open..

"Lovely. Get the other." Colane ordered.

Mozenrath was untied, only to find himself on his knees in front of Aladdin, his arms and legs being chained to the ground. A collar was strapped onto his neck, forcefully holding his head in an up position. With a twinge he realized he was so close to Aladdin that cheek brushed thigh.

"What are you doing?" Mozenrath hollered as the bit was being strapped to his head again. "No! Stop!"

"Come come now. After all this time don't you think it's time you two made up?" The handsome man smirked and wrenched the gagged Mozenrath up by the hair. "After all, you'll be spending an awfully long time with each other." His took a hand and began to stroke the street rat, an act which only served to make Aladdin furious.

"You pervert!" Aladdin yelled and let out an amazing whine as Colane began to twist the dildo inside of him in circles. "Nnnnnno! N…n-n-no! Annnnnnah!"

"Come on now, kiss and be friends." Colane said as Aladdin's cock came erect. He grabbed the final two straps of Mozenrath's head gear and jerked them towards Aladdin, guiding the younger heroes cock directly into Mozenrath's lips. With hands that had surly done this a thousand times, he attached the bit straps to Aladdin's toy straps and pulled them tight, ramming the thick, hard length into Mozenrath's throat.

"Gnnnnuuuurckh!" Mozenrath half screamed as Aladdin was pushed into his jaw. He had no ability to resist or refuse. Almost by instinct he began to change his breathing so as to come out through his nose. "Hnnnuuuhhh Nuuugh!" Mozenrath protested and whimpered pitifully.

"Moz….Mozenrath!" Aladdin gasped out and moaned as his rod was encompassed by Mozenrath's lips. He felt short of breath and dizzy, the quaking sensation of penetration and mouthing forcing together inside him. "OH Allah Moze!" he moaned and bit his lip.

"Well well. Seems your enjoying yourself." Colane hummed. "Heres the rub then gentlemen." He took Aladdin's head and pulled it up, forcing him to look Mozenrath in the eyes. "You will be allowed rest when you come in his mouth…" he reigned Aladdin over to look at one of the guards. "And make him come in yours." Without hesitation the guard gave a dark grin and undid the flap of his trousers, stroking his own thickness in front of Aladdin's face.

"And you will be allowed the same when you make him come." Colane told Mozenrath. "And him." The other guard strode up and began to rub his own freed length against the crest of Mozenrath's ass. "I'll be watching gentlemen." He said smoothly and took his seat.

Aladdin was shoved into the guards groin, the thick cock pressing past teeth and tongue as he was forced to bob up and down atop the hardness. He knew better than to bit. What good would it do besides earn him, a bruised body. With unpracticed talent he tried to breath as the guard used his jaw, ramming himself deeper and deeper inside. The cock was too big for anyone but a street walked to handle with any success, and Aladdin felt his neck crane in trying to take it.

Mozenrath was only given another second or two while the guard found some lotion to lubricate himself and began to work his way inside. It would have taken a brutal masochistic force for a man to shove himself into such a tight entry in one fell swoop. But never the less Mozenrath screamed into Aladdin's cock as he was broken in. His ass cheeks were gripped open and short, masculine grunts followed as the guard pressed the head of his cock in first, popping into the tunnel.

Colane watched the men as though it was a play on stage, a small smirk on his face as they were mercilessly fucked from every end. It was beautiful to see such priceless treasures broken in. It was only rarely he managed to come into possession of such handsome fellows. Women were the usual captives in war, and for him many of the squalling housewives and fainting nobles daughters broke to his yoke too easily.

But these, these were men. A hero and villain pair, set up perfectly to match. He could play with those semantics easily. And what a joy to have them in his grasp. He would humiliate them with one another, use their own bodies against them to break their will.

Aladdin's strained face turned to startled as Colane watched. Mozenrath must have started using his tongue. Sure enough when he looked down at the wizard the young man's head was gently bobbing up and down against Aladdin's cock. He had put just enough give in the straps for the sorcerer to pull his head back an inch.

Mozenrath's face was pained, but he was pressing himself to move past it. His body was being stretched too far, he'd been in incredible pain when this was over, but right now, nothing would make it end until they came and made their captors come. So with grim determination Mozenrath began to move his body. His bobbed up and down atop Aladdin, opening his throat and taking him in deep as he could, winding his tongue over the rigid member until it was engorged with blood. He could feel Aladdin's thighs tighten, his stomach tensing so hard he could see the muscles flex. He couldn't tell how the hero was faring with the rod in his jaw.

I'm going to choke! Aladdin moaned desperately as his lips pulled back in a grimace. The guard above him grunted in the most disgusting way as he abused Aladdin's body. With a sudden moan of pleasure he pulled out and orgasmed, sending his seed across Aladdin's cheek and jaw. Aladdin made a strange, gargled noise as his face was covered in their juices, his eyes wide and humiliated.

"Well done slave." Colane said smoothly. "Your going to be worth quite a bit one day. Pity I can't say as much for your friend." He scowled down at Mozenrath and looked up at the guard penetrating him.

Without warning Mozenrath began to be pummeled by the man, the whole length slamming deep inside his sphincter. He wailed into Aladdin's cock. Come damn it! he thought desperately. Please just come! He quickened his pace, jerking back and forth along with the thrusting from behind.

Another burst of pleasure and Mozenrath felt his swollen tunnel fill with orgasm. It burned horribly, and Mozenrath couldn't stop the tears from well up in his eyes. His thick black hair managed to block his face from view, but Colane was far more perceptive than that.

"Why are you making him wait?" The man said to Aladdin. "Are you enjoying seeing your enemy in suffering, humbled down between your thighs." He asked and ran a finger along Aladdin's chin.

"Please…please let him stop." Aladdin whispered. He was loath to admit it out of pity and embarrassment but Mozenrath' talented mouth was making him desperate for release. His lower half throbbed in anguish.

"I can't. Only you can." He took a long lock of Aladdin's hair and stroked it, smelling heat and wind on the rich strands. "Come in his mouth, make him swallow your seed and I'll take off his restraints." He promised and kissed Aladdin's cheek. He flicked his wrist forward, grabbing hold of Mozenrath's hair and forcing him down onto Aladdin's cock.

"Nuuuuuughk!" Mozenrath felt his air cut off and began to turn red.

"Your hurting him!" Aladdin hollered out past the flood of pleasure.

"You want me to stop?"

"Yes!"

Colane wrenched Aladdin's hair back and growled in his ear. "Then come!"

Aladdin felt himself seize, he arched up towards Mozenrath's mouth, his body swelling with need. "Oh god….oh….hhhhuuun…" he closed his eyes, his cock exploding from the top. Mozenrath's eyes flew open wide as his mouth filled with seed. He coughed, whiteness spilling out from his restrained mouth and over Aladdin's thighs.

"Excellent." Colane said and undid the straps, allowing Mozenrath to sit up. With a deft hand he removed the bits and Mozenrath kneed, his jaw slowly working itself out of the position. "You did well my slaves. And I will keep my word. You may rest for the remainder of the night. Tomorrow your training will continue."