Happiness In Slavery

Okay, had a lengthy break, have some more smut :D

CODE 12

“Wha…what is this place?” Suzaku stuttered with confusion.

“Just a little private place I had put together for when I want to spend a little uninterrupted quality time with my younger brother.”

Suzaku stood agape where Schneizer had pushed him into the centre of the cell.

“Wha..?”

“I thought you might like to have a look too, Lelouch wasn’t so keen but since he’s not here to see..”

“Where is Lelouch?” Suzaku tore his eyes away from his surrounds at the more pressing topic of discussion.

Schneizer sighed theatrically “Does it really matter? Shouldn’t you just be satisfied that I’m away from him at the moment?” The tone of mirth returned. “We don’t necessarily need Lelouch here to have fun do we?

“Is he alright?? I won’t stop asking until I get a satisfactory answer” Suzaku answered testily.

“He’s resting up after a big night.” Schneizer said with a thinly veiled smirk, which Suzaku didn’t question. It was almost a shame he didn’t remember any of it. “So just us two for now...” He took a step towards Suzaku, who instinctively took a step back. Noting this reaction, Schneizer moved around Suzaku and approached him from farther to one side, so that this time when he moved avoidantly he bumped into the table behind him.

“Oh… good choice”.

As Suzaku made the mistake of glancing behind to see what he had walked into, Schenizer darted forward to pin him against it. Suzaku scowled, pulling against his handcuffed wrists, for all the good it would do, as Schneizer slowly opened the top two buttons of Suzaku’s shirt with his free hand.

“I’m actually not in the mood for any insolence right now, it would be best for both of us if you just do as I tell you.”

Long seconds of tense silence stretched out as Suzaku’s angry green glare remained locked on Schneizer’s indifferent violet-blue eyes, only broken when Schneizer turned him briskly around to unlock his handcuffs.

“Get up on there now”, Schneizer ordered, indicating the table. Suzaku hesitated, knowing that nothing good could come of this situation, and loath to follow instructions that would hasten him toward towards it and yet as always, it seemed like there was no alternative action that he could take whatsoever. His body moved almost unbidden as he boosted himself up.

“Lie back.”

Again he did as told, and Schneizer raised his arms, buckling his wrists tightly into restraints at the two upper corners of the padded table. The end his back lay against was angled upwards so he wasn’t really lying down… it was more like a hospital examination table. The thought made him break out into a light, cold sweat as Schneizer moved across slightly to the far end of the table, wondering if his legs were to be restrained in the same way, but instead Schneizer only dropped the supports on the end section so that instead his legs were hanging down, a bit uncomfortably, over the edge.

Schneizer continued to unbutton his shirt and then lay it open over his chest without removing it entirely. Suzaku pulled apprehensively at his wrist restraints when Schneizer started on the buttons of his trousers, and gripping the fabric of his under shorts at the same time, stripped both pieces of clothing off of him at once. His annoyance from earlier was swiftly being swallowed up by rising apprehension.

“Schneizer…”

“Schneizer-sama”. The Prince corrected him.

He gave a surprised yelp as Schneizer suddenly gripped his thighs and pushed them open and in towards his chest.

“Don’t!”

“Relax, Kururugi-kun..” Schneizer soothed even as he bore down menacingly on the squirming Japanese youth. “I’ll take good care of you”.

The next sensation was so horrifying that Suzaku’s reaction was delayed by his inability to work out what was happening to him, but he pulled on his cuffed wrists and tried to back away the second the penny dropped.

“Schneizer-sama!” he choked out loudly, his voice echoing around the cell as if to re-enforce the fact that he was completely alone with the Prince as he felt the warm, wet sensation of a tongue lapping at the unexpectedly sensitive area just beyond his balls, and dangerously close to a place he didn’t want Schneizer anywhere near. “Please... don’.. ahh…”

In response Schneizer merely dug his fingers deeper into his flesh and held his legs wider apart still until Suzaku jerked at the slithering sensation of the exploring tongue as it swept right over his quivering entrance. He felt himself flushing hotly with discomfort and embarrassment but he didn’t know what to do for the best… knowing by now that when Schneizer set up these little games he couldn’t be talked out of them and pleading for mercy only made the sick bastard more excited, he was struck dumb. The touch of Schneizer’s tongue circled, stroked, tickled, and somehow it wasn’t completely unpleasant… maybe if it were Lelouch… he would probably be hard by now.

“Where is Lelouch…” he thought miserably, cringing as the lapping sensation became more insistent, probing. “What is Schneizer hiding… what did he do to him this time…”

“Ahhh..nn!” he cried out suddenly as Schneizer forced only the very tip inside him, although in all truth it didn’t hurt at all, it just felt very, very strange. Schneizer barely even needed to hold his trembling legs apart anymore as Suzaku had ceased struggling a while back, and he sneaked one hand back up to grip his not entirely soft penis.

“Why… won’t you just leave me alone…” he said in a hollow voice, barely more than a whisper, his tone not expectant of an answer. The fingers around his cock tightened and stroked slowly, lingeringly, gradually teasing him to a greater state of arousal. Schneizer rose back up from his knees and released Suzaku so that he could unbutton the fly of his trousers to release his own rigid erection. Suzaku could only watch, feeling his blood run cold with the certainty of what was going to happen next. He felt too struck dumb to even summon up a protest. He merely squeezed his eyes shut as Schneizer closed in, leaning over him as he guided the head of his cock towards Suzaku's saliva slicked entrance.

As before the pressure built until finally Schneizer pushed his way past the tight ring of Suzaku’s anus and deep into the soft, inviting warmth of his insides, forcing an agonized cry from him which echoed through the chamber. It hurt so much… he pulled fruitlessly on his wrist restraints even as Schneizer remained still, only filling him and not yet moving, watching his stricken face tense with the pain. After a long moment or two of nothing more, Suzaku relented and opened his eyes just enough to meet Schneizer’s intense gaze.

“Don’t… do that…” he scowled belligerently through his torment. “Don’t look at me like that.”

“I can’t help it. You fascinate me.”

“Stop it...” Suzaku hissed as Schneizer ran his fingers across the taught musculature of Suzaku’s chest and stomach. “Don’t play with me like I’m some toy… like Lelouch…”

“I wanted a new toy..” Suzaku squirmed as Schneizer pinched first his left and then his right nipple into painful, erect peaks. “If I play with Lelouch too much he might wear out… or break… and then he would be nobody’s toy… not even yours...”

Schneizer started moving. Suzaku balled his fists so tightly that his nails cut into his palms, bit his lip hard enough to make it bleed, and yet it was still nothing compared to the pain of his stretched, cramping lower region. He squirmed, trying in vain to move away from Schneizer’s thrusting hips, to find some sort of respite, even for a second, but Schneizer held him firmly down, his legs still spread wide.

“Does it feel good Kururugi-kun... Suzaku?”

“No…”

“Why is that?”

“It hurts” Suzaku panted.

“Lelouch never complained to you about it though.”

Suzaku didn’t answer.

“If all you do is focus on the pain, it’s all you will ever feel.” His tone became softer, more secretive, his movements slower. “Lelouch gets off on the things you do to him because it’s you doing it. Enslaved by his passion for you… he could take anything and enjoy it..”

“Wh… what..” Suzaku faltered at such talk coming from Schneizer, difficult as it was to focus on what he was saying through what he was doing. How could he know anything about them and their relationship? “No… He’s… a monster.” He retorted, vehemently. “He doesn’t care… about anyone. He even killed people… and he tried to kill me…”

“And yet here you are, still alive. Since when have you ever known Lelouch to fail in achieving his goals?”

Suzaku stayed silent as Schneizer ran his fingers through his mussed hair and stroked the tips down the side of Suzaku’s clenched jaw in an oddly comforting manner.

“His problem was that he wasn’t enough of a monster, if he could have forsaken everything he would have succeeded... the fault wasn’t with his logic, with his mind… it was with his heart. Otherwise in all likelihood neither of us would be here right now. Fortunately there were some things he just could not let go of though… “

“He could have taken you out,” Schneizer continued, whispering darkly. “He would have had more than one chance… and seeing as how it turned out with you being the one to finally corner him it was his costly mistake… but what did he do instead? He laid a curse on you that prevented anyone from taking your life, even you yourself.”

“Why? Because the pain of losing you… a thousand times worse than anything I could ever inflict.”

“You’re lying…” Suzaku’s face contorted with confusion and discomfort as Schneizer pressed himself still closer, deeper.

“Believe what you want, suffer as little or as much as you wish… that’s how I see it but if I can’t lighten your heart, perhaps nothing will..”

“You’re… just as bad...” Suzaku gasped as Schneizer seized his cock again and stoked in time with his thrusts. “I can’t get away from… either of you…”

“I want to play with you.” Schneizer said with an evil grin. “I made you mine that night you traded your own body to save Lelouch’s and I won’t give you up just yet.”

Schneizer gripped Suzaku harder, his breathing becoming rapid as his speed increased. Suzaku’s cock somehow remained firm, but he knew that he was in no danger of orgasming, the pain and the turmoil in his heart were just too much to allow it. It felt as though Schneizer was being even rougher with him than last time, and it had definitely lasted longer. His body tensed in instantaneous fear at the cry Schneizer gave as he came, surprising him out if his depressed trance.

“Ah-h-h… Su..zaku..” he sighed, throatily as he trailed his movement quickly down to the final few long, deep pushes as he his cock twitched, unleashing the last few spurts of his desire deep inside. Suzaku stared blankly past the Prince’s shuddering shoulders, knowing exactly what was going on but trying desperately to find a distant place in his mind to get away from it, from that sick, polluted feeling.

“Now wasn’t that special? Aren’t you warming to me yet?” he whispered, stroking the side of Suzaku’s jaw, and running the tip of his thumb over Suzaku’s bottom lip, over where he had made it bleed earlier. Suzaku bit him.

Schneizer drew his hand away swiftly but there was no other reaction. Without another word he released Suzaku from the restraints, re-cuffed his wrists and taking a firm handful of his hair, yanked him from the table. His feet went out from under him literally the moment he was back on them, so he ended up being dragged, half-crawling, across the floor and shoved into the low cage that stood there. Schneizer rose again after padlocking the door, and looked down at Suzaku as he lay on his side, breathing heavily.

“I was going to relieve you of any further duties today but I won’t let that little display of insubordination go unpunished. You can stay here until I decide that you’re sorry.” Somehow the tone of his voice wasn’t that disappointed though.

Suzaku watched him leave, and after a moment or two more he heaved himself upright and leant against the cold steel bars. It took a few more minutes before he dared to look down between his legs at the blood and semen smearing them, and also leaking slowly out of him into a small pool on the stainless steel cage floor. It violently recalled the image of Lelouch lying wounded in the same fashion on Schneizer's bed, when the damage had been done by his own hands. His miserable pen was barely two meters square and a meter-half high, furnished with nothing more than a couple of sheets of newspaper in one corner and a water bowl. Thirsty as he found himself, Suzaku was completely loath to drink from the bowl like a dog. Especially since he had spotted a security camera trained on his corner.

He resigned himself to hugging his knees and shivering in the cold until something else happened.