I hope you all liked the last chapter.

Warning: This chapter will be particularly sad, but it'll show what Sora is going through. Graphic details.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts.

~The Dancer~

Sora sighed as he spun around the pole in his small training space at the mansion. He slid to the ground, his legs wrapped around the pole, a sad smile on his face. He stood after a moment, and lightly patted off his clothes, before looking up to find himself looking in a mirror. It had been put there so he could see his form when he danced.

All he saw when he danced though, was something not done for fun, but for the pleasure of others. The style of dances he was shown, while it was meant to be provocative, it wasn't meant to be used to give one's own body out. Sora looked himself over in the mirror, whenever he looked at into it, he felt disgusted. He felt dirty all over for what he was doing, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He was startled out of his thoughts when a knock came at the door. He looked in the mirror as the door opened to reveal Xemnas staring at him from the doorway. He stared at his young master dutifully, but did not turn around.

"Father has instructed that tonight your presence shall be needed after dinner, you are to prepare in your room during dinner."

Sora bowed his head, "Of course my lord. Is there any particular garment his wishes upon?"

"Father said he'd like the white one you bought, it made you look more innocent," Xemnas smirked giving Sora a predatory look.

"Of course my lord."

Xemnas exited the room closing the door behind him, so no other could see Sora practicing. Sora sighed before slumping to the floor, his back resting against the pole. Why did his life have to consist of this torture? He was so tired of it all, and he already knew it was only going to get worse when he turned of age.

~Later that night~

Sora stood in the study, now clad only in the silk white pants, with silver in it, which flowed down his legs. On his top was the simple silver and black vest that matched the pants, showing his chest to all who saw him. He stood in the center of the room, awaiting his masters to arrive, so he may give his performance for them.

This particular study had been modified just for Sora's performances; it wasn't used for work or business, just for Sora. It was fashioned with lounge chairs and couches, and in the middle was of course a pole for him to dance around. He wore no smile; he never did in his performances, not after the first time he had danced.

After that first time he had learned what was expected of him, and he had never had much joy for dancing again. He had begun to dread the days he was asked to perform, begun to dread having to dance, something he had enjoyed before then. Dancing used to feel right to him, it felt natural, like it was in his blood, now it just felt dirty, and made him feel disgusting.

He jolted as he heard the door open, and turned to look at his lords as they walked into the room. Xehanort smirked as his eyes scanned over the brunette's body, already eager for what was about to happen. Ansem and Xemnas both smirked, already just as excited as their father, after all they couldn't resist the brunette half the time. All three couldn't wait for the day when he would finally be of age.

"Well don't you look fantastic, I knew that color suited you, it makes you look so innocent," Xehanort complimented as he approached Sora, taking a lock of Sora's hair in his hand and smelling it, "And with that look in your eyes it makes you look even more delectable."

Sora stood there, not saying a thing, already used to the routine that had become a ritual since his first dance. Xehanort sat in the longue chair closest to Sora, as Ansem and Xemnas both sat on the couch behind Sora. He could already feel their eyes trained on him body, moving over every bit of skin they could see.

"Well?" Xehanort urged, folding his arms in front of himself.

Sora bowed his head and straightened his posture; he closed his eyes, relaxing his muscles so he could move freely. No matter how disgusted he felt, when he began dancing it felt like a second nature, and he seemed to forget everything at first, until after a few minutes in.

Sora's hips began to move, rhythmically, as his hands moved out from his sides, in waving motions with his hips. His hands went over his head as he turned, kicked up high in the middle of it. He began to move faster, moving around the space in between the seats, eyes still closed. His hands continuously outstretched from his body, and seemingly to pull him around by invisible strings. As he unconsciously grabbed a hold of the pole he wrapped a leg around it and swung around it, in the middle of his swing he flipped over so when he reached the bottom he was on his back.

He quickly stood back up, his hips swaying again, and his arms moving gracefully along with them. He bent down low at times, and even performed a split or two. He was so caught up in his movements that he forgot about everything till he heard clapping; he opened his eyes, but never stopped moving. His eyes moved to Xehanort who gestured for him to come over to him, his eyes watching him lustfully.

Sora moved over slowly, and as seductively as he could to his master. As he reached him he put his hands on the back of Xehanort's chair at either side of the man's shoulders. He put one knee up on the cushion on one side of Xehanort and the other knee on the other side. He was now held squatting somewhat over Xehanort. The man's hands still rest in his lap watching Sora intently, with a smirk.

Sora began to move his hips just so Xehanort could see what he was doing, not getting any closer, though not soon after Xehanort moved his hands to Sora's waist. He began to run his hands up Sora's waist and over his chest, and back down to his waist, and even down his upper thighs. His hands soon wandered back up and to Sora's ass where they began to move over his butt checks, and feel along his crack.

Sora was pulled closer so that he was practically grinding against Xehanort. The older man let out a nice long moan of pleasure, and Sora couldn't help a quiet gasp escape him as he felt the man's hard erection through his thin pants. Xehanort continued to hold Sora in place, and the brunette grinded against him, and finally when Xehanort felt he was close, he let Sora go.

Sora knew what was coming next and he slid off the chair and onto the ground on and onto his knees, still in front of the chair. Xehanort unbuckled his pants and pulled out his hard cock, it was standing proud in front of Sora. Sora leaned forward and took the member into his mouth, not once fighting his master's orders.

He bobbed his head up the long hard length, moaning around it as he felt Xehanort's hands in his hair. He felt the man's hands tighten in his brown locks after a little while and he was held firmly in place as the man shuddered. Warm liquid squirted in his mouth and Sora swallowed it, knowing he wouldn't be let up till it was all swallowed.

Sora was finally released and he gasped for air, though he didn't get long before he was pulled towards the couch by Ansem. He was pulled onto it, so he sat in Xemnas' lap, his pants rubbing against Xemnas' member. Before Sora could do anything his pants were pushed down so his semi-hard member could rub against Xemnas' hard one without anything in between. Xemnas began to move Sora's lower body for him to get him into the idea of what to do. As Xemnas did this Ansem moved Sora so he was bent a bit and his face was at Ansem's raised hips. Sora took the hard member of the eldest son in his mouth, moaning around it as his own member began to harden.

He continued to suck off Ansem as he was grinded against Xemnas, Xehanort watching the three with a smirk. As Ansem released into Sora's mouth, Xemnas released all over the brunette's chest, the vest having been pushed down a bit to avoid being dirtied. It now dropped to the floor as Sora released as well, and promptly went to collapse backwards.

Despite how tired he was he knew they weren't done yet. He was pushed onto the couch and Ansem knelt between his legs, taking his dick into his mouth. Xemnas stood and pulled Sora so he sat up right and began to pound into the brunette's mouth as Xehanort walked over and lifted Sora's hand to move over his own member.

Sora continued to service his lord and the second son as he was sucked by the first son. He moaned and attempted to buck but was held back by Ansem when he tried. As he released he felt Xehanort's hot seed splash onto his face as Xemnas' entire entire member was slammed into his mouth, causing Sora to gag. He swallowed all of Xemnas' seed before being allowed to breathe again.

Though they were far from done, his masters loved to send Sora over the edge over and over again till they were done with him. He was forced to service them continually as they played with his nipples and hole sending him into repeated orgasms. They ran their lengths all over him, even rubbing at his hole and crack teasingly and spraying all over his back.

The newest sensation was that of Xehanort's tongue as it crept up his ass. Sora moaned and squirmed at the new feeling, having never had something intrude down there before. He moaned, as it sent him over the edge yet again. As he sat on the floor, completely exhausted his masters stood before him, Xehanort once again fucking his mouth as Sora jerked his sons off. Before Xehanort could release into Sora's mouth he pulled out and all three of Sora's lords released over the brunettes face and body.

After they released Sora cleaned off their members before all three dressed. Sora watched them, his eyes now glazed over, his mind having gone blank as it normally did after a while. Xehanort glanced over him before turning to Xemnas.

"I believe it is your turn to clean up our darling pet for the night."

Xemnas nodded, "Of course father, and who is he to spend the night with?"

"Ansem shall get him tonight I suppose, only to be fair."

Sora barely paid them any mind; he already knew the next routine. One of the three would clean him up however they wanted, and then another would take him to bed. They never did anything, though Sora was felt up and jerked off and teased constantly throughout the night. He'd even awaken to find himself giving one of the three a blowjob. They seemed to love getting blowjobs from him when he was asleep, apparently he did it automatically.

"I shall go prepare my chambers for him then," Ansem stated.

Xehanort nodded before turning back to Sora, "Well good night, my pet."

Sora watched as Xehanort and Ansem left, leaving him with only Xemnas. Xemnas walked over to Sora and smirked down at him. Before Sora could even move, he felt Xemnas' hot, wet tongue running over every inch of his skin, cleaning him off the mixture of seeds his masters and given him. Xemnas continued to lick up the seed of his brother, father, and himself as he cleaned their pet. Once he had cleaned Sora off completely, he kissed the brunette, sharing the cum between the two of them.

Sora was pulled off the floor and dressed by Xemnas before being led down the hall to Ansem's room. He was pushed inside before Xemnas left him in the dark room. He nearly jumped as he felt hands wrap around him.

"You won't need those garments. Undress and get in the bed," Ansem ordered.

Sora was released and he stripped from his garments before moving to the bed and climbing in. He waited for Ansem to arrive before attempting to fall asleep, he heard rustling before the covers were moved. As the bed settled, he was unprepared for the arms that pulled him to a naked chest, and he blushed, as he felt Ansem's naked member at his back.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, after all you are not of age yet. I just hate wearing clothes to bed, and why shouldn't I get to feel your body? It's much more pleasant with nothing on it."

Sora nodded, before resting his head on his lord's chest, attempting to sleep. Though he was having trouble as he felt Ansem's hands move along his body, teasing him. Though after a few jerks of his cock and a feel at his ass and chest he felt the hand still around his chest, effectively trapping him against Ansem as the lord fell asleep. Sora sighed, and fell asleep along with his lord, wondering how he'd wake up and if he'd actually sleep the whole night before Ansem needed to be serviced.

~End ch. 6~

I hope you all liked the chapter, poor Sora!

So I started classes again this week, fun. Anyways other than having two panels to get ready for Naka-kon, there isn't much besides work and school that'll keep me busy. My panels are mostly done already so writing will be one of my main focuses.

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