So Many Reasons Why
So many Reasons Why 3
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So Many Reasons Why
Chapter
Three
Tal
and Thorn
Jolting
awake, Kazutaka sat up at his desk, holding his breath.
awake, and he had eventually fallen asleep on his books.
repeat itself. It was probably just one
of the servants moving about, finishing up the day’s tasks or preparing for
tomorrow. He closed his arithmetic
book. He wasn’t going to master sines
and cosines this time of night.
blew out the light and stood from the chair.
He didn’t want it to be night.
He had lingered for a long as he dared in Asato’s room, playing round
after round of poker. Then Asato had fallen asleep on
the backgammon board, and Kazutaka had to return to his room.
outside all night. Or tell Dad.
folding his clothes and leaving them on the chair outside of the closet
door. He reached for the drawer that
held his pajamas, and hesitated. Saki
had said not to. But it was cold, and
well, there was just something not right about sleeping without pajamas.
into bed, Kazutaka pulled his blankets up over his head.
pranks and just go to sleep? How
embarrassing would it be tomorrow morning to go down to breakfast after getting
next to no sleep and see Saki’s evil smirk across the table, knowing why I
didn’t sleep. Kazutaka weighed the
options, his mind tying to fathom Saki’s motives. He finally came to the conclusion that Saki wasn’t smart enough
to make him stay up all night so he could gloat about it.
So, he had to have meant it.
could deal with right now. Sti>Still moving
slowly, reluctantly, not actually able to believe that this was happening,
Kazutaka rolled over onto his stomach, pushed himself up to hands and knees and
kicked the blankets back. Shivering
from the chill in the air as well as fear, he shook the sheet free from the
other blankets, and pulled it up. How
long, he wondered, would Saki make me wait?yes"> Was he really going to come, he wondered again.
immediately. Absolutely not.
green-gray eyes watched with amusement as Kazutaka struggled with his
overactive brain to understand his mot.
inwardly not wanting to give away his position yet.
be my toy. You aren’t the only one who
can play dumb.
sound,” he whispered to the person kneeling on the floor next to him.
cigarette on the person’s skin they did not cry out, though it looked like it
cost them not to. “Very good.”
approval. “Now stay here until I call
you.”
comparative moonlight coming from the large glass windows.
you were told but are you going to be sorry you made me wait.”
started to sit up to look at Saki, then thought better of it.
is over quickly.
Saki said angrily as he pulled the
sheet away from Kazutaka and stood for a moment admiring the untouched
flesh. “I was going to go easy on you,
tonight. But now, you will suffer for
at least as long as you made me wait.”
He walked closer to the bed and picked up one of Kazutaka’s favorite
dolls. He held it near to him and
proceeded to touch it suggestively.
“And I can do anything I want to you.
I can touch you here…or here.”
He held the doll on an outstretched hand as if he were going to spank it
then prodded one finger into its backside.
“Even here. And when I’m done
with you.” He threw the porcelain doll
over Kazutaka’s bed with a force that it shattered when it the wall.
get the idea.”
bits of his doll, tears welling up as he realized there would be no repairing
the pretty toy. “You’re mean,
Saki. Just plain mean.”
treatment from Daddy against him.
“Besides I have a new doll for you.
Elizabette, come to me.”
beautiful girl near to Kazutaka’s age though she was dressed as a girl who
attended the high school in town. Her
long golden hair str streaked with glitter pink and she had just the right
amount of make-up to accentuate her beauty.
She crawled obediently to Saki.
“She will be helping us with your lessons tonight.
lovely as I said?p>
“Kazu-kun, do you like your new doll?”
Saki, barely sparing the girl a glance.
“Her nose is too flat and her eyes are too small.”
her pretty nose in I can solve that problem…
Is that what you want, Kazu-kun?”
for a second. “No, it would take a lot
more than a cut and paste job to fix her face.
Al as as much as it’d take to fix yours.” Just had to be a smart ass, huh Kazutaka?
“You’ve
made Elizabette cry.” Saki said, though
anyone could see it was from the grip he had on her neck that was causing the
tears. “You might be better at this
than I thought…of, course tonight is a rare occasion. You are going to get the full treatment of what it is like to
have someone serve you. I have to make
sure you know how it should be done so when I make you suck the gardener’s cock
or let the newsboy fuck you and most especially when you are pleasing me, you
aren’t a little fuck-up.” He pulled
Elizabette’s hair and led her up on the bed so she was on her hands and knees
behind Kazutaka. “I chose a girl just
so you could understand better your own role when you are someone’s
plaything. When you are lapping up
someone’s cum, you might as well be a girl, Kazu-kun.
all. Your whole purpose is to be whatever
your master says you are. There will be
plenty of time to think about your cock when it is rubbed raw or ringed
tight.” Saki took a breath.
expected to do.” Saki grabbed
Elizabette’s head and pushed her face towards Kazutaka’s ass.
her tongue around and over his small opening, greedy but not too fast.
firmly against the headboard. “This
isn’t funny anymore, Saki! Go away!”
Kazu-kun.” Saki eerily agreed as he
pulled the boy to almost full height by his hair. “And there is no escape and I’m not going to stop.
of ass, you are going to learn!” He
threw him back down. “Hold him,
Elizabette. You’re a whore, I think you
can handle a little boy.” He walked
over to the closet and took a bag out of it.
“I’m sorry Kazu-kun, I didn’t realize you were so kinky.
hold. She wasn’t very big, but neither
was he. His thin body was not able to
break away from her. Kazutaka lashed
out with his feet, trying to kick Saki or her.
It didn’t matter, as long as he could escape.
grabbed both his legs and held them close together as Saki brought up a large
piece of leather for Kazutaka to see.
It had a strange ‘V’ shape and open slots for something on either
side. “If I’d known, we could have been
playing years ago. You must have some
hot fantasies about Asato.”
I’m not like you, Saki!”
Kazutaka protested. Not that it
did him any good, but it kept his mind off the thing Saki was holding up.
manhandling him got him up on his knees, fighting the flailing arms he pulled
first one and than the other behind the boy’s back and slipped the leather ‘V’
up and over them. Then he did up the
buckles securing both arms tightly back, the leather stopping past the elbows
so he couldn’t even bend his arms. Saki
put a cruel hand on his back and pushed him forward on the bed.
his voice. He tried to move his arms,
find a loose buckle or weak piece of leather.
But it was tight, and every movement hurt him even more.
against Kazutaka’s back holding him down with very little effort.
tongue into the groove of Kazutaka’s ass obediently.
but he was held fast by Saki’s hand and he was starting to wear down.
almost an entire day without sleep.
There was no option but to take whatever humiliation Saki dished out,
and try to keep his thoughts as far from it as possible.
still as he could, forcing his mind to ignore everything going on around him.
“Are you paying attention, Kazu-kun?
doing for you.” His other hand gnarled
in the girl’s hair and pressed her face deeper. The tongue became much more invasive and searching.
Fine. Kazutaka
could make this a lesson, the same as arithmetic or geography.
what was expected and be able to recall and repeat later.
alphabet
paid attention to the girl and her tongue with the same air about him as he
listened to his tutors.
A rough pull of his hair to get him to open his eyes
after a few moments revealed a pulsing erection inches from his face, before
Saki began to rub it over his lips expectantly. “I don’t want you getting bored.
And you should learn how to accept the attentions of more than one
master.”
Kazutaka pulled back to glare up at Saki with his
icy eyes narrow. “Of course,
brother. You’re right.
yourself.” Kazutaka looked away as
though disinterested by Saki’s reply or reaction, and studied his cock with the
same disinterest.
The rage of the devil burned in Saki’s eyes he set
both hands on Kazutaka’s shoulder and searched for the deep well of fear he
knew was lying beneath Kazutaka’s clinical cockiness. He opened his own mind, tasted its sweetness and brought to the
surface watching Kazutaka’s eyes as he brought the boy’s defenses smashing
down. His voice was the bleakest shade
of black. “Elizabette switch places
with me.” He was behind Kazutaka in a
flash the erection now teasing his ass as Elizabette drug his face down to
taste her or suffocate.
No no no.
What had Saki done? Why was he shaking
again? It had been under control.
move from the fear that swallowed him up.
His shoulder burned, but even the fresh sharp pain couldn’t clear his mind.
to shift even the tiniest bit either way.
rummaging in the bag. “I want you to
stay tight for a while so we’re going to do this a little differently.”
pass the metal objects likely from Grandfather’s lab within the boy’s line of
sight. “This will open you up but it
won’t ruin you for next time.”
showing him, but he understood enough to know it would hurt quite a bit, not to
mention the shame he was certain he would feel. His body trembled all over as he tried to stay focused on the
equation and not the reality of Saki’s cruelty.
boy’s buttocks then into and against left side of his ass as Saki clamped the
vice like instrument on him and then use it to push him as wide open as he
could. An angry hand pushed the boy
back down to attend to Elizabette who was looking offended about being ignored.
innocence that bound the absolute darkness hidden deep in his soul fluttered
and frayed at the edges. It was far
from shattered, far from destroyed, allowing only threads of evil to
escape. But for Kazutaka Muraki, all it
took was a few threads.
blood, Kazutaka leaned down closing his eyes tightly. The threads spun out reclaiming his blood, tickling his bottom
lip. Kazutaka lost awareness for a long
minute.
When he returned to himself, and opened his eyes,
the threads from his lip were lashing out at the blood pooling between the
whore’s thighs. Kazutaka couldn’t stop
the dark deep laughter that slid out of his throat as the girl screamed and
tried to crawl away.
fingers inside of Kazutaka long enough to look up and see Elizabette twist away
and fall of the bed leaving a trail of blood behind. “Kazutaka, what have you done?”
a tiny half-circle of black on his bottom lip, which Kazutaka caressed with his
tongue, crystalline eyes gleaming with malicious glee.
face went even paler as he realized what he’d done.
looked from Elizabette to Kazutaka, he raised the scalpel from where it had set
harmlessly next to him. That Kazutaka
dared to try to out do him drove him to a frenzied rage.
to test a theory, Saki brought it across Kazutaka’s skin with the desire to
watch the flesh separate and the blood come to the surface.
from the boy who’d crossed a line when he’d tried to take control.
Slash. “Look He tore away the clamps and thrust deeply inside of Kazutaka turned his diamond-blue eyes on Saki, his
what you’ve done. Elizabette is
ruined.” Slash.
that.” Slash. “How dare you?” Slash.
Kazutaka, deep into the tender insides already irritated by probing fingers and
dry from the rough exposure. Slash.
fear and pain. His mind blurred, and
the words he screamed made no sense to his ears. Threads curled out, desperate to seal the wounds.
could cut Saki, he could let the threads destroy him. But it passed as the scalpel opened a deep wound across his back.
All thought disappeared with his hoarse
scream.
Kazutaka only intensified by the screams.
He came hard and fast the scalpel making one more jagged line before it
fell from Saki’s hand and he pulled out, leaning against the footboard to catch
his breath.
the threads weakly closed his wounds.
They were wearing out from the number and extent of the wounds.
paler shade of frost than ever before.
tasseled cord for a servant to come to Kazutaka’s room.
clean up the mess you made.”
standing in the doorway. Saki looked
him over and ordered, “My brother needs a bath.”
towards the servant. “Draw me a bath,
and get this thing off me.” He ordered
like the young master of the house he was, as though nothing was really out of
the ordinary. “Then you can start on
this room.”
from carrying out Kazutaka’s request.
“You’ll do nothing of the sort.
Leave him like that. There’s a
scouring brush and a pail of water with soap over there.
face set in hard lines, but he did not speak.
He just glared unblinking at Saki as the boy rushed to obey.
icehis his own eyes. “What is your
name, boy?” He asked the servant.
against Kazutaka’s skin and looking rather alarmed at the damage the first
scrub had done. “Are you sure this is—“
as he could in full view of both young men.
He began to stroke his own cock as if it were merely an
afterthought. “Oh, I’m sure.
responsible for cleaning up my mess from now on. What is it now? About six,
right? Well I put you on notice that
whenever you get a summons to my room or his at this time of the morning expect
to be…detained…for quite some time while you complete this new duty.
expertly, he began to scrub Kazutaka’s body.
Kazutaka fought to stay silent. Saki
had invoked enough tears and begging for one night. And he knew that the rawness and scratches from the scrubbing
would be gone soon enough. He would be
completely healed by the time his lessons started this afternoon.
as if he’d forgotten something important.
The devil himself only knew what.
“Finish cleaning him at your leisure.
Feel free to play with him if you choose. I’m in a generous mood.
Then free him from that and bring it back to my room…got it?”
morning
the pillow and prayed that this was not goin be be one of those mornings that
Asato burst in unannounced to get in a hand or two of cards before breakfast.
saying so, sir.” Benton dropped the
scouring brush and replaced it with a soft sponge he found in the bucket.
yesterday. Mama would say you need to
cleanse your spirit, she would.”
don’t,” Kazutaka weakly reprimanded the boy.
The boy was right however. He
wasn’t feeling well at all. His eyes
were blurry, and even though he was lying down, he felt dizzy.
evils of Saki, but only got out a few jumbled words before he passed out.
washing away the blood and come as best he could. “Could use a little of your touch, Mama.
with the white. Just what this house
needs.”