Echoes in Time

Omaki prepares for his big bash but learns a tough lesson in love. An unexpected guest takes his mind off his troubles. *Jennifer, this is for you*

Omaki spent the majority of the day sitting at his desk entertaining all sorts of possibilities for his big bash. His fingers flew across the keyboard as he waded through countless entries from Jupiter’s archives which she had made available. This was all part of the orientation period six months earlier when she addressed the citizens of Amoi, prior to the return of Iason and Riki.

He wanted this bash to be classic Omaki, yet he wanted to add a bit of tradition for those of that era, namely the royal families. Omaki had learned of Lord Raimen Mink’s reanimation and that Lord Kai Oskuro was now resting after his awakening.

There was much anticipation as to when they would make their debut into Amoian society, as both Elite and commoner - or as he now learned - Intellect and Warrior Clans were learning of their lineage, thus creating world-wide interest in the historical past of Ancient Amoi; a past only once sought after by Archeologist, such as Head Master Konami, and other such organizations.

Omaki stared at the images of both Lords, finding them stunning in appearance and knew exactly where Iason inherited is beautiful features, and those sapphire eyes. He wondered if all of Jupiter’s creations where taken from the past, but since all of that was privileged information, he left it alone, no need to go poking his nose in Jupiter’s business. After all, he felt she was wise enough to pull this off in secrecy, so he was feeling a bit guilty for wanting to shut her down not so long ago. So he was satisfied in knowing Iason had a father and apparently a mother of whom he had memories of. He envied him in fact, as no Blondie was raised in such a setting.

He also perused Lord Kai Oskuro’s archives, and found Riki’s father to be absolutely breathtaking. Riki’s strong will certainly came from him, he mused. This Royal had the gift of diplomacy, as he negotiated with many cultures of countless worlds of that time, with a reputation of being level headed, and highly regarded as a true leader. Lord Oskuro’s many campaigns’s against the renegade Elder’s was impressive. He saw him age over the centuries, and felt sorry for the way he had to literally exterminate the ones affected by the subliminal command of Elder Erik.

When he read about the love between the two Ancients, he smiled, due to the fact that both Lords were happily married, and quite open in their affections to others. Lady Erin Oskuro was an absolute vision, stunning he thought to himself, and when he saw that Jupiter’s image was taken from her features, he felt as if Riki and Iason were the two luckiest bastards alive.

Lady Erin’s raven black hair and dark eyes were eerie, as Riki held that very same gaze. She was petite in stature, compared to Lord Kai, who was just as tall as Lord Raimen, and built like a god, but Lady Erin was like a porcelain doll, with full lips and a body that made him squirm in his seat. Iason was gifted with the allure of his mother, who looked more like an angel, than an Intellect. Lady Yuri Mink was flawless, and unique. A Blondie female was unheard of, and he was certain he had never seen a woman with such beauty as Lady Yuri.

He had not heard of the women being reanimated and wondered how their existence would be received. These women would be treasured on Amoi; as the current place Elite women held was below Blondie’s in social class. This would definitely change, as these two women would revolutionize their place in society. Again, he felt the Ancients would bring on a wave of change, as Jupiter named it- a new renaissance.

Omaki decided to take a walk in the cool air, as the sun was beginning to set, he had been glued to his desk for days making preparations for his big party, and he needed to clear his head. There were many details to his plans, and he wanted to make a good first impression upon what he perceived to be, the first appearance of the Royals at any gathering. He shuddered to think of the fallout if it got too crazy, and he knew these two men must have been the cream of the crop, and dignified in all sense and sensibilities of their time.

Surely, they would expect nothing less than a gala event. Now Omaki was feeling a bit overwhelmed, what if they are insulted by his pranks, and jibes aimed at Iason and Riki? After all, they were royalty now. Would he have to alter his plans to roast the two, or would he have to resort to hiring a gala planner experienced in royal protocol? But WHO would be qualified with that, when there existed none of that era, but the four Ancients themselves. Iason had such experience as he often hosted foreign dignitaries, and Omaki did the same, although the entertainment he offered was rather risqué.

Now Omaki had worked himself up and had increased his pace as he walked the streets near the Taming Tower. Then he looked up at the neon signs of his establishment and frown when he thought of how he would be perceived by the two Royals. Would he be seen as a man of questionable taste? On any other day he would dismiss the thought without hesitation, but this was different; now he wondered if the Tarnacian Tea would be a disaster remembering how wild Aki’s Guardianship party turned out when everyone drank the aphrodisiac brew meant for Eunuchs.

Omaki now wanted to run to the hills screaming as if his hair was on fire, and as he turned the corner on his way back to his building, he bumped head first into Lord Xian who was also out for a walk with Juthian.

“Ow! Damn it all!” Omaki cursed as he rubbed his forehead. Lord Xian also looked stunned by the collision. “Omi! Are you alright?! Please forgive me; I wasn’t looking where I was going.” Juthian helped the staggering Blondie who was dazed by the hit on the head.

“No, no, it was my fault Xian, I wasn’t thinking where I was going, and I ran straight into YOU, please forgive me.” The rarely flustered Blondie looked right through the reeling Blondie as if he was just an object he needed to get around. Lord Xian noticed his state of mind and wondered what could possibly have occurred to find the infamous Omaki Ghan in such a state.

Omi, what is the matter, you look nearly ready to pass out? Did something happen to Aki?” Lord Xian knew that since Iason was on Aristia, Aki had been staying at the Elite Academy’s dorm rooms until Lord Mink was through with the reanimation of his family, and was able to take him back to the Estate.

Omaki looked as if Lord Xian was speaking another language, and shook his head. “What? Aki? No, Aki is alright.” Omaki gestured towards the building, “Why don’t you join me for a drink in my office, I need to speak to someone, and I was out for a breath of fresh air, sorry for the bump on the head.” Omaki blushed, which was rare for the notoriously naughty Blondie.

“Of course Omi, let me send Juthian on an errand, we were heading to pick up a gift I ordered for the Royals to welcome them home.” Juthian bowed respectfully to Lord Ghan and was about to walk away, then Lord Xian stopped him and bent down to receive a kiss on the lips from Juthian, who looked around precariously to see if anyone was looking.

This made Omaki smile, as many Amoian’s were still getting used to the new General Code which rescinded its mandate of consorting out of one’s social class. Juthian was after all an Attendant, and now his new status as lover to his Master, was taking time some getting use to, especially in public.

Omaki’s jaw suddenly dropped, as he was so preoccupied with the arrangements, he did not think the guests, might bring such gifts. Now Omaki really worried, as he and Xian entered the elevator. Lord Xian began to really worry now for the tall Blondie, as Omaki banged his forehead against the elevator wall as he moaned.

“Omi, are you sure you are alright? You don’t look so good old friend; tell me what has you in such a state.” Xian touched Omaki on his shoulder with his hand as the elevator doors opened to the Owner’s Suite, and the two men entered; neither one even notice Enyu was standing there to greet him.

Omaki headed straight to the bar, and poured them both a drink, and headed to Omaki’s office. Enyu was left standing by himself, and felt put out that Omaki would not even acknowledge his presence. He returned to living area, and flopped onto a pile of pillows next to the fireplace where he had spent the day watching the gossip channel on one of the monitors on the wall.

There were all sorts of tidbits about the Royal family, and especially about Iason and Riki. It irked him to no end, that HE was an Ancient, and of Royal blood no less. He now felt Riki would rub it in his face forever, and be made the laughing stock of all the Pets in Eos, as it was common knowledge among his contemporaries, that there was no love lost between the two.

He regret ever leaving Lord Mink’s household, now that he turned out to be the royal heir to the Intellect Clans, and could have been his lover…now he was just an “exotic pet.” A mere sex toy for the amusement of his Master; although Omaki did treat him as a lover, he was far below what that mongrel was now; Royalty.

Enyu became thoroughly upset, so much so that when footage of Iason and Riki being welcomed home was being played, he threw the remote control against the monitor and stormed off to his room. He knew he would have to answer to Omaki for the monitor, but at that moment he didn’t care.

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Omaki paced the floor of his office, as Xian tried to calm him down, “What is the matter Omi, sit down, I’m getting dizzy watching you!”

Omaki finally stopped pacing the floor, and sat across his old friend. “I’ve been preparing for my big bash as you know, and now with the “Parents” in the picture, I find myself second-guessing everything.” Omaki once again rose to his feet and began to pace, while Xian broke out laughing.

“What is so amusing about that? I’ve been reading up on these Ancients, and they are like the Elite of the Elite!”

“You my dear friend are just afraid of being yourself! Omi, I never thought I’d see the day that the notorious Omaki Ghan would shrink back, hesitant about being himself!”

Omaki looked at the amused Xian, and knew he was right. He was thinking too much on the party’s guest of honor, and not about being himself. After all, that is the reason he wanted to hold the party in the first place wasn’t it? To get away from the long string of previous boring engagements held for Iason and Riki.

“You know, your right my dear friend, I have been looking at this all wrong! I need to give them a taste of what they need” Omaki stopped in his tracks and turned to the still snickering Xian, who now stared at Omaki, as the devious Blondie’s eyes lit up.

“Oh? And what exactly do you mean by ‘giving them a taste of what they need?” Xian could see the wheels spinning inside Omaki’s head, and began to smile a bit hesitantly. He thought “Oh dear, he’s got that look in his eyes, the same look he gets every time he plots one of his schemes.”

Omaki looked absolutely giddy as his face turned from one of being anxious, to a smiling, twinkle-in-his-eye-pie-in-the-face type of mischief, which only the notorious Omaki Ghan could deliver.

“Well, Lord Sami, I think you’ve been a lot of help! But now I must get back to matters at hand, and beg you to please excuse me.”

Omaki rushed to Xian who was about to sip his wine once more, and was suddenly being raised to his feet and ushered out the door by the excited Blondie.

“Thanks a million old friend, but now I have a hundred things to do, so I’ll be saying good-bye for now.”

The elevator doors opened and the confused Lord found himself facing Juthian, who had just come up the elevator, to find his Master facing him, with a glass of wine still in his hand. Xian began to laugh, as Juthian stared at him wondering what happened.

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After several hours, Omaki felt the pangs of hunger, having waved off Ru’s announcement that dinner was ready and continued with his plans. He also noticed Enyu’s absence and this piqued his curiosity. He left his office and began to look for his feline Pet, when he noticed the view screen in the main hall. The shattered chards of glass were being swept up by Ru and the auto-sweep robot. Omaki’s hair began to stand in the back of his head, as he could have guessed what happened.

“Ru, what is the meaning of this?” Omaki stood with his hands on his hips; Ru nearly jumped out of his shoes as he was preoccupied with cleaning and had not noticed the tall Blondie looking down at him

“I’m afraid Enyu had a disagreement with the vidscreen, and conveyed his displeasure with the remote being the weapon of choice.” Ru spoke dryly, as he continued his cleaning.

Omaki found no humor in Ru’s reply, as this was one more incident in a chain of tantrums his exotic Pet had thrown in as many days. He knew Enyu was envious of Riki’s status, and only surmised he had seen another report of the two Lords on the gossip channel and flew into yet another fit.

This time Omaki would not stand for it, as he’d already ruined several expensive vases, and sculptures in his suite. Omaki had at first forgiven him, reasoning that he was just jealous of the once prized Mongrel Pet’s status in the Mink household. But his recent skyrocketing fame and the subsequent discovery of his royal lineage, and Lordship were the last straw for the vain status-seeking feline.

Omaki headed down the corridor to Enyu’s room, his anger rising by the moment. He neared his door which was left open; Omaki was about storm in when he overheard the still disgruntled Pet fuming out loud his displeasure as he tossed everything that was not nailed down against the walls in his room.

“Lord or not, that Mongrel will never be anything more than a Mongrel Pet who got lucky!” Enyu hissed under his breath, as he paced the floor. “I don’t care what his status is; he will never be Elite, much less a Royal to me. I will never bow down to the likes of him! I hope all those invitation acknowledgements I forged ruin his party!” Enyu made a fist and waved it in the air triumphantly as he turned around from his revelry to find Omaki standing at the door with his hands on his hips, and a look on his face that told the now panicked Enyu his Master had heard it all.

“So! It was YOU who created this mess!? You forged MY seal, and acknowledged all those false invitations, causing a social nightmare to one of MY functions?! I should have you publicly whipped you pampered feline, and you will wish I had done THAT compared to what I have in mind for you now, less YOU forget the establishment in which you reside!”

Omaki walked to the cowering Enyu, who could not believe his misfortune at being discovered. With nowhere to hide, he now attempted to charm his way out punishment.

“M-Master, I-I misspoke, I m-meant that I hope all guest acknowledge your party…after all, they would have to be fools not to attend…right?” Enyu looked desperate for a way out, but Omaki was blocking the door.

“I heard you perfectly fine you ungrateful Pet!!” Omaki grabbed Enyu by the throat and pushed him against the wall, making the frightened Pet gasp as his head slammed hard against the wall. “As for your remarks of Prince Riki Oskuro, you are not worthy of licking his boots! He has proven himself countless times, and as heroic actions revealed his character in the present, they only reflect the Noble lineage of which he was born to. If I ever hear you slander the Heir to Amoi, I shall personally see that you are shipped off to some distant wretched planet where your newfound status as a sex slave will keep you busy for the rest of your life.” Omaki hissed at Enyu, his voice not above a whisper.

“I hope you had your dinner already, because you my love will have a very long night ahead of you as you will be getting acquainted with one of my special guests. He offers an array of toys for giving one pleasure and unbelievable pain. I will be curious if you will be able to tell the difference.” Omaki voice was low and threatening.

He put the trembling Pet down and grabbed him by the hair and dragged him out of his room and down the corridor; Enyu struggled to keep up with the long strides of the tall Blondie who made no attempt to slow down. Omaki headed towards the elevator door and pressed the button angrily. He clenched his jaw as he held Enyu tight in his grip. His silence was more intimidating to the frightened Pet than him screaming at him but a moment ago.

Ru had just gone back to the kitchen having completed is task of cleaning the glass off the floor, when he heard the shouting by Omaki, and the screams by Enyu as he was being dragged to the elevator. Ru opened the door to the kitchen just enough to see his Master shake Enyu by the hair as the elevator doors opened and the enraged Blondie tossed him inside.

Ru watched the numbers increase as Omaki headed up to the top levels, where only authorized patrons were admitted. He shook his head and shrugged, as he figured this might be the end of Enyu’s pampered existence. Ru had seen Omaki furious before; however, he had never seen him quite this agitated, even when Aki snuck onto the 6th floor, where he was clearly forbidden.

Omaki remained silent, as the elevator slowly rose, and only the sounds of the floor pings could be heard. Enyu had crossed the line, and after forgiving past indiscretions, Omaki had no intention of being merciful, not this time. Enyu’s deliberate sabotage of his guest list, and the forging of his name, not to mention the use of his Blondie Seal were unforgivable offenses. If he were to have him whipped in public, he would suffer the censure by his contemporaries by marring the exotic Pet whose ownership was coveted by many.

No, he would not go through the embarrassment, of a public whipping, he would have his Pet disciplined in the way he knew best. As good fortune would have it, Omaki had a particular guest staying at the Taming Tower for a layover as his ship’s provisions was restocked and the ship was prepared for the next leg of his trip.

Omaki rang the suite chime, requesting permission to enter, and as it was granted, Omaki tossed in Enyu who landed on his ass. The angry Blondie greeted his guest, and spoke as if nothing was a miss.

“Good evening Lord Steel, I trust you have found your accommodations to your liking? I have saved you the trouble of the hunt, and brought you a quarry that needs your personal touch.” Omaki’s voice betrayed his fury, as he glared at Enyu, who now looked at the man shadowed in the darkened suite. The tall man had just poured himself a drink and now nodded at Omaki with a bottle of 100 year old Scotch in his hand. Omaki accepted the offer and walked over to the bar.

“Ah, Lord Ghan! To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit this late hour? I was about to visit your Viewers suite on the 9th floor, but I see you have brought me my personal entertainment” Lord Steel looked at Enyu who still remained rooted to the floor daring not to move an inch.

Lord Korin Steel was in for a bit of R & R at the Taming Tower. He was a wealthy merchant and adventurer, often setting out to the deepest parts of space in search of exotic creatures which he often sold for extraordinary amounts in the Black Market. He was a towering muscular man with long dark hair he kept in a long braid tied with black leather straps that reached his lower back. He wore a tight black leather vest, and matching tight leather pants which were tapered at the knees and thigh high black boots. His face as well as his body was tanned and weathered with age, and bore the many scars of is battles with his wild quarry.

“I have an exotic creature of my personal collection, which seems to have forgotten his station.” Omaki glared at Enyu, who suddenly felt small. “This is Enyu, and he’s a Xeronian of which I know you are keenly familiar with.” Omaki’s smile was forced as he continued. “He has committed crimes that, if I followed Amoian protocols found in the General Code, would subject him to a public whipping and the ruining of his flawless skin. He would be worthless as an investment commodity and cause me to lose valuable credits. Of course Accelerator could be used on this creature, but I believe, this particular breed, does not fare well with its application. Thus you can imagine my predicament.”

Enyu lowered his eyes, as Omaki’s stinging description of his worth was brutally honest, never considering his status would ever be in jeopardy due to his vanity, and jealousy. He now regretted his actions, and made another attempt to appeal to his Master, after all they were lovers, and he felt that Omaki would not see any real harm come to him, surely.

“Master, please forgive me, I know what I did was wrong, and I beg your forgiveness...”

“You will be silent Pet!” Omaki turned to Enyu, and bellowed out at the top of his voice. “You are not to address me while I have yet to conclude my arrangements with my guest! You took it upon yourself to act in my stead as a Blondie Elite, and since Jupiter would have sentenced you to a public whipping, at the very least, I will allow Lord Steel to dole out your punishment, as he has experience in matters of impudent Pets.”

Omaki faced Lord Steel once again, as Enyu now began to quietly whimper. “Now, where were we? Ah yes, Lord Steel, you are the authority on exotic creatures such as this Xeronian, and know the value placed on this Class-A Exotic Xeronian. So I leave you to return this creature to me with his attitude readjusted for the station he serves. Please take care not to damage the quality of his person.”

“My, my! I am both flattered and honored that you trust me with the re-orientation of this beauty.” A wicked smile came upon Lord Steele’s face. “Are there any other limitations, as you know I am particularly fond of taking my quarry when the mood suits me, and I’m quite fond of this breed, especially when they rut.”

Lord Steel now looked Enyu from head to toe, and found the alluring Pet quite appetizing. Enyu’s mouth dropped in disbelief, as Omaki paused for a moment.

“Surely my Master and lover would not subject ME to sexual torture under that loathsome man, of whom I have no-doubt is unsanitary, and disease ridden.”

Enyu made no attempt to hide his contempt for the tall Lord, as the hunter made no effort to hide his agenda.

Omaki did not take too long to decide, and without turning to see Enyu spoke. “I will allow this so long as you do not damage him. I shall return for him by morning.”

Lord Steele winked at Omaki, “Of course, I shall care for your Pet according to your specifications, old friend. And I will return him undamaged. You have my word.” Lord Steel bowed to Omaki as the tall Blondie turned on his heels and began to head out the door without looking at Enyu who now openly sobbed as his sentence was announced.

Omaki walked to the elevator and returned to his suite. He made for the master bedroom and closed the door. As he looked at his bed, he knew he would miss Enyu dreadfully, but his Pet’s actions could not be overlooked, and a mere spanking would not do, nor did he trust himself with a whip, knowing his anger would surface and he’d surely damage his Pet.

No, Enyu had this coming, and he knew he made the right decision. Lord Steel would not damage Enyu, and he knew once Enyu was put back in his place, he would never dare step out of line again. Omaki walked to his private bar, and poured himself one drink after another, this would be a long night, and he didn’t want to feel anything.

As luck would have it, Ru stood at the door, and hesitated to call his Master, as a late visitor had arrived. He deliberated on whether to tell the guest that his Master had retired for the evening but he seemed a bit upset himself, and decided to go ahead and notify Omaki of his guest.

The door opened as Omaki was dressed in white silk pajama bottoms, and a matching silk robe which he was attempting to tie. He walked past Ru without noticing why he was standing at his door in the first place and stepped into the main hall to find guests seated near the fireplace. Omaki was shocked, to say the least, as he was heading to the kitchen for something to eat; his growling stomach reminded him again that he had not eaten.

Since he marched past Ru, he now stopped in his tracks and could only smile to his surprise guests. He turned his eyes to Ru who now stood nearby. “Forgive me Master, you have guests” Ru spoke as he looked to see if Omaki was upset.

“Yes Ru, I can see that for myself.” Omaki said dryly, as he now took in the appearance of the rather young Blondie Lord, and the sulking Pet in chains. “And may I have the pleasure of knowing who calls so late in the evening Lord...”

The tall Blondie stood and bowed slightly as he smiled charismatically at Omaki. “I am Lord Argent Jensen, please forgive the late call Lord Ghan, but I have a bit of a problem that could not wait until the morning. You see, my Pet Artemis, has done something very naughty, and I happened to be driving by your establishment on my way home to my estate, when I realized you may help me deal with this.”

Lord Jensen held in his hand a portable holopic crystal, which he handed to Omaki. Omaki took the crystal and held it in the palm of his hand and pressed the on button. When the crystal lit up and projected its image, Omaki lost all the color from his face, and actually sobered up just a bit. It was none other than the image of Iason wearing nothing but a cute bell around his neck! Omaki wanted to either bust out laughing, or pass out from the thoughts that now ran across his mind. Where did this come from, and how many of them were in circulation? After all, this holopic was taken by none other than one of Amoi's naughtiest Pet's turned Lord Heir to the Warrior Clans, Prince Riki Oskuro.

“Where did this come from? Omaki looked at Lord Jensen and his pet.

“Pet! You were asked a question! Where did this undignified holopic come from?”

The now frightened Pet looked down at his feet, afraid to look at his Master’s angry face.

Omaki looked at the Pet who looked like dog about to be taken to the vet. He was quite beautiful, certainly a Class-A Pet, about 16 years old he’d guess, with long auburn hair that fell over his shoulders, and a black head piece that he wore on his forehead with a green oval-shaped emerald held in place by gold settings which complimented the color of his eyes. Indeed an elaborate head piece to be worn by a mere Pet, but then again some Lords did dote on their Pets, as he was reminded of Enyu. Now his face changed to a somber expression.

“Please forgive me, if this is not a good time, I noticed you were about to retire, so if…”

“Not at all Lord Jensen, please stay, the Taming Tower doesn’t really have a proper time if you get my meaning, and so if you will wait here, I shall change my attire into one more suitable for business. Then we’ll deal with this issue. Let’s have the little Pet think about this for a few moments. If you need anything, my attendant will tend to you.”

Omaki bowed slightly and turned around to head back to the master bed room to change. He was now feeling the alcohol he drank too fast, and wondered if it was such a good idea to be a gracious host. But with that holopic out in the public eye, this could become a serious problem- that is a serious problem for him. After all it was his idea to have Riki take that holopic in the first place. The mystery behind this possible nightmare was his to solve, and he better do it fast, as the day of his party was almost upon him.

When he returned to the main hall, he could smell the wonderful aroma of food coming from the kitchen. Ru must have remembered he had not eaten dinner earlier, that or he guessed Ru must have heard his stomach growling while he stood near him a few minutes ago. Nevertheless, he was grateful as he now felt more like the gracious host he was.

“Lord Jensen, would you like to join me for a late supper? My attendant is always on his toes, and never fails to remind me of my terrible eating habits, as you can see.” Omaki pointed to the dining hall where Ru was setting two place settings and was prepared to serve.

Lord Jensen was surprised with Omaki’s attire of a white peasant shirt worn loose and off his shoulder, long puffy sleeves tied at the wrists, skin tight black leather pants and knee high black leather boots. Lord Jensen knew of Lord Ghan’s reputation, in the realm of pleasure, as the Taming Tower was famous for more than just recreational punishment, and sensual activities.

He found himself staring at the tall Blondie, finding him stunning. He followed his host’s long legs up to his hips, and licked his lips as the leather pants hung low off his hips. He knew this because Omaki raised his hands to place a black leather tie on his long blonde hair. This action raised the peasant shirt revealing the low riding leather pants and the beautiful hollows of his pelvis. The black leather ties of his pants barely hid the bulge of his manhood, and Lord Argent found his cock twitch in excitement. He composed himself and averted his eyes away from Omaki’s form.

“Oh my, why that sounds like a splendid idea, I had not dined either, as I needed to rectify this issue immediately. So yes, I’d be delighted.” The young Lord quickly agreed.

Omaki was unaware of the young Lord’s wandering eyes, as he was a bit tipsy having consumed quite a bit of wine, making the tall Blondie move sensually, and uninhibited. The unknowing Blondie was being sized up, and devoured by the young Lord.

“Your Pet can remain here; there is an area which he can sit over by those pillows.”

“Please forgive me Lord Ghan, but my Pet does not deserve the privileges bestowed to well-mannered Pets of his Class at the moment. Is there a more suitable place he could wait?”

Omaki looked at the young Lord as he glared at the young Pet. “Why of course, this is after all the Taming Tower, an establishment for both the recreational Elite’s every intimate need and those of their behavior-challenged household.” Omaki said with a gleam in his eye.

Perhaps this wasn’t going to be such a bad night after all, Omaki grinned, as he now addressed the young Pet. “Artemis, you will follow me.” Omaki took the chain from Lord Jensen and walked to a corner near the fireplace that faced the dining hall. He then proceeded to place Artemis’ chain up on the hook that was embedded in the wall, placed there for obvious reasons.

“Now Artemis, you will behave, or you may see me in a different light should you cause me any grief.” Omaki gave the sulking Pet a slight grin, as he looked into his beautiful face. Omaki was reminded of another beautiful Pet, and his lover who was otherwise engaged in another part of the building.

Omaki led Lord Jensen to the dining hall, where they sat across from each other while Ru served a wonderful meal and the two enjoyed more wine as they discussed the visit.

“Forgive me Lord Jensen, but may I ask what line of work do you do?” Omaki smiled graciously as he sipped on his wine. Lord Jensen blushed slightly as Omaki’s gaze bore right into his own, making the young Lord poke at his food with his fork which already held some to begin with.

“I-I’m aid to Lord Hansel of Amoi’s Historical Society. I oversee the archives, which include the newly released entries of Jupiter’s Ancients. It has been an extraordinary and exciting time for us, would you not agree?”

Omaki smiled, as the young Lord’s face lit up when he spoke of his duties. Omaki took the time to observe this young man who he guessed could be in his early 20’s not more than a few years younger than himself. But it was obvious to Omaki that he was a sheltered Blondie, perhaps shy and unpretentious, locked away in some dusty corner of the Archives.

He was quite attractive, and his slight blush a few moments ago, made Omaki’s heart flutter. Again, Omaki shook his head a bit, as he knew the wine and the company was beginning to merging and he needed to focus on his guest’s issue, and not his perverted thoughts.

“So this holopic, do you have any idea where your Pet acquired it?” Omaki began. “I’m certain if we discover the source we may prevent further difficulties for Lord Mink. I happen to be a close personal friend of the Prince Intellect, and want this resolved.”

Actually Omaki wanted to wring the neck of whoever released that holopic that only HE knew existed, along with the Blondie rebels and their households at the last bash Omaki threw. He was certain his friends would not publish such a holopic and their household would not disobey their masters, knowing full well the consequences of their actions.

“Y-yes, I agree with you of course. But to be frank I, really do not know how he acquired it. Actually I came here when I came upon my Pet masturbating with this counterfeit holopic of Lord Mink” Lord Jensen expressed concern. “Do you think I can be held responsible?”

Omaki’s mind wondered off again as he took in Lord Jensen’s features. The young Lord was looking to him for advice. But all Omaki could do was stare at his long blonde hair which was a shade lighter than his own, and much longer. He wore a golden hair tie, and would have loved to see it released and flowing over his shoulders. He had the most beautiful Hazel eyes with flecks of black that gave him a haunting expression. As the young Lord sipped on his wine, Omaki found he wanted to taste those lips as well.

Omaki now realized he had consumed too much wine, along with all he drank before his guest arrived. He noticed his cock began to awaken, with the notion of taking the young Blondie and ravishing him where he sat. As Lord Jensen spoke, he found himself staring at his lips, and was certain, Lord Jensen was also sending signs of his own.

“I don’t believe you will be at fault, Pet’s have a way of doing things we often never discover until it’s too late.” Omaki said as he reflected once again on Enyu. “But we’ll have to get your Pet to speak up, so I have a few things I’d like to try, with your permission that is.” Omaki gave Lord Jensen a drop-dead gorgeous smile, making the young Lord gasp slightly.

“Of course Lord Ghan, whatever you say.”

The two men exchanged glances, feeling awkward for a moment, as the wine had indeed been consumed far too much by both. Omaki stood up and gestured to Lord Jensen to follow him. Omaki walked in front of him, gifting the young Blondie the opportunity to take in his perfectly round ass. Lord Jensen knew he was treading dangerous waters.

Omaki walked up to Artemis and took his chain. “Follow me young Pet, I have plans for you.” Omaki pulled on the chain a bit roughly making Artemis run to keep up. Omaki led him down the corridor to dimly lit suite used only for private sessions. As Lord Jensen entered he was floored, the suite was quite large with all sorts of torture devices imaginable, and for a brief moment the young Lord had second thoughts about coming to the Taming Tower.

Omaki sensed his thoughts, and turned to face the young Lord. “I know at first glance, you might think I’m a sadistic bastard, but I assure you, there is only pleasure to be had in this suite. If I had wanted to punish him as most clients request, I would have sent you to one of the private suits in my establishment.”

Omaki smiled as he now walked over to Lord Jensen in the most sensual pace the Blondie could muster in his current state and brushed his lips against Argent's. The young Blondie closed his eyes and breathed in Omaki’s cologne which mixed with the sweet taste of wine was too much for him to bear.

Omaki smiled as he guessed correctly with regards this young Lord being inexperienced. The notoriously mischievous Blondie now proceeded with his plans as his conquest was well underway. Artemis watched in confusion, wondering if he was going to be punished after all. As he looked on, Omaki once again brushed his lips across Lord Jensen’s, this time pressing on them just enough to taste the wine on his lips.

“Hm, you are sweet my young Lord, I find this extremely arousing, and I believe we will succeed in our objective. Let me prepare your Pet.” Omaki gazed into Lord Jensen’s eyes, and kissed him softly this time holding the kiss; surprised the young Lord responded and returned the kiss. Omaki’s eyes lit up and he once again smiled.

Omaki next turned to the young Pet and walked him over to the T-Stand that was located at the foot of a large bed. It was not the usual fare, as it was fitted with soft ties meant not to mark the wrists. He called Lord Jensen over and gave him instructions.

“Lord Jensen, I would like you to undress your Pet, and do it as slowly as possible” Omaki smiled.

“Please call me Argent, Lord Ghan.” The young Lord was having trouble concentrating as Omaki continued to smile sweetly. Omaki was pleased with the young Lord’s cooperation, confirming his observations over dinner, that Jensen was indeed interested in him, and it wasn’t just the wine.

“Very well, Argent, remove his tunic, and do this as you caress his body, make sure you brush your body against his. This Pet was caught masturbating was he not? Did he complete the task? Or did you thwart his agenda?”

“He was not granted that pleasure, Lord Ghan, and I have not had him out of my sight since. I assure you, he is quite eager to complete what he started.”

This was true, as Artemis was already aroused; his Master began to raise his tunic up his body, and pressed his hands along his torso slowly, as he continued to raise the garment over his shoulders and off his head, the young Pet began to breathe hard, never having his Master touch him so intimately. Argent pressed his body against Artemis, making the young Pet whimper a bit, having secretly admired his Blondie Master, and in fact was the reason he had the holopic in the first place.

Omaki stepped back and watched the two as Master and Pet began to press their bodies sensually. Omaki didn’t know whether he would be able to hold back if he didn’t move things along. “Now pull down his trousers, and again do so ever so slowly.” Omaki watched the young Lord begin to tug at the trousers, but not as sensually as he’d like, so he decided to help the young Lord who seemed as inexperienced as his age would show.

“Here, Argent let me help you, there is a skill in disrobing your conquest, and I will teach this to you now.”

Omaki walked over to where the two stood. Artemis was breathing heavily as his Master’s touch was too much. On the other hand, Argent welcomed the stunning Omaki’s expertise; hoping he’d get a bit more action from the tall Lord.

In fact Omaki had that just in mind, as he stood next to the little Pet, towering over him, and began to caress his cheek, then nibble on his neck while is hands roamed softly over his chest brushing over his pert nipples. Omaki smiled ever so softly as he took his mouth and drank from his lips. The young Pet moaned and his legs felt like jelly, prompting Omaki to steady the young Pet by placing one arm around his waist, while the other cupped his ass. Omaki then took Argent’s hand and placed it on Artemis’ crotch, and then began to tug at the leather straps along with Omaki and simultaneously peeled the trousers off ever so slowly in anticipation of discovering its contents.

Artemis felt the room spin and was beside himself with pleasure when Omaki knelt down and his Master watched him slowly take the trousers and begin to slowly pull down. Argent followed along, and gasped when he noticed Artemis was completely sprung to the pleasure of Omaki, who just smiled at Argents priceless reaction. Artemis was confused thinking for sure there would be whips or paddles or some other form of torture, as he always heard the Taming Tower was not a kind to Pets. But this was blowing his mind, and to have two beautiful Blondie’s rubbing his whole body now was too much.

“Now Argent, do as I do” Omaki was going to educate this young Master in the many ways one can punish a Pet. Artemis was a Class-A Pet, with extremely beautiful charms, it would indeed be a crime to mar such a Pet.

Omaki and Argent now stood up, and then Omaki began to caress his body against Artemis reaching ever part of his body. Then taking the young pet in his arms and embracing him, he lifted his chin up and kissed him passionately. Argent’s face flushed red as he never considered being intimate with his Pet, but rather enjoyed the performance Artemis always provided.

But as he watched Omaki drink from his Pet’s lips, he found himself wanting the same. Omaki broke away from the kiss, and next reached across where Argent was standing and pulled the young Lord towards him and took his mouth inches away from Artemis who now thought he was dreaming. Having two gorgeous Blondie’s making out in front of him had to be a dream.

Argent moaned as Omaki dove his tongue into his mouth and swirled it around his own, enjoying perhaps for the first time, a real intimate encounter. Omaki broke away as he turned to Artemis and slowly lifted one arm and tied it to the T-Stand. Argent didn’t need to be told what to do now, and he knew this was now a silent mandate. He took Artemis’ other hand and used the silk ties securing his Pet.

Omaki then moved away and reached out to Argent as the blushing Lord stood waited on Omaki. Omaki pulled Argent towards him and began to passionately take his mouth and then reached up with his hands and pulled the golden tie off releasing his gloriously long hair.

Omaki broke away and whispered, “Let’s see how long your Pet can last before he begs for release?” Omaki smiled as he once again kissed Argent. The young Lord was confused by this comment, but watched as Omaki pulled out a cock ring and walked over to Artemis and placed the ring on his cock which was so engorged by now, Omaki had to adjust it to fit his size.

“This ring will prevent you from release little Pet. It is programmed with this ring. I will give this ring to your Master, and when he sees fit, he will allow you relief.” Omaki’s smile faded for a moment. “But I assure you, your Master will be preoccupied with more pleasant things, and you may find yourself waiting all night.”

Artemis did not care for this new development as he was about ready to erupt watching the two of them kissing. And now he is to be prevented from relieving himself? To make matters worse, Omaki next walked over to a wall that held all sorts of devices and returned with something Artemis was intimately acquainted with; a plug. A device used to prepare one to be taken. Artemis was a Pet after all and often when being shown at gatherings, the Pets were expected to engage in sexual intercourse.

“I see by your expression Artemis, that you are familiar with such a device no? I fear you my little Pet may suffer injury if I were to take you in my excitement, as I do not want you to suffer that way. I am going to punish you yes, but I will do so in a fashion fitting such an exquisite creature such as you.”

Omaki looked at Argent, and as the young Lord watched Omaki walk over to his Pet and standing behind him called Argent over.

“Now Argent, we will prepare your Pet for what’s coming and this has to be done by you as this lesson will educate your Pet of the possible consequences he may suffer.” Omaki smiled as he handed the device to the nervous Blondie.

Omaki began to once again caress the young Pet as he reached around to this chest and began to softly pinch his nipples, as he kissed his neck. Argent followed suit, and the two of them sensually teased Artemis. Who did not like where this was going.

Omaki next moved down his body, and caressed his hip and then reached around and began to fondle the Pet’s cock. Argent was a bit timid, never having done any of this activity with anyone else, other than himself maybe, but he consumed quite a bit of wine, and was feeling a bit adventurous.

Argent reached around and placed his hand along Omaki’s and the two of them stroked Artemis slowly, making the young man thrust his hips out. Omaki then removed his hand and now knelt behind Artemis and pulled his glutes apart slowly, pushing the self-lubricating plug at the entrance of his inner sanctum.

Argent curious as to what was making Artemis moan all of a sudden looked on as Omaki slowly pushed the plug in; Argent then took over until it completely disappeared inside Artemis. The young man was beginning to truly dislike Omaki, who was now reaching around and snapping the leather straps from the plug around to Artemis’ cock, preventing the plug for being pushed out.

Argent found this fascinating, and quite arousing as the youth was completely helpless. Omaki then spoke once more.

“This is what’s going to happen little Pet, your holopic can cause Lord Mink much trouble, considering who he is. Though I personally love the image, it would not fare well in the eyes of Amoian society, and undermine his authority as Lord of Amoi, and Heir to the Intellect Clans. This may seem unimportant to a mere Pet, but I assure you I am quite serious about uncovering the source responsible for such an image.”

Omaki next turned to Argent as the young Lord grew serious knowing Omaki was now engaged in punishing his Pet. He was grateful for not wanting to inflict physical pain or risk damaging his Class-A Pet, as he invested quite a sum in him.

“Lord Jensen and I will be punishing you in a way preferable to me personally. But if upon completion of your punishment, you have not revealed the source of this holopic, I will take you personally to a less pleasurable suite, and start again. Do you understand me Artemis?”

The young Pet did not respond, to Omaki’s threat, so the tall Blondie continued with his agenda. He now took Argent by the hand and led him next to the large bed in full view of Artemis and slowly continued his seduction. Argent smiled as he was being led, feeling he was about to be taken by the most beautiful man he’d ever seen. No doubt he was the first man, but he didn’t want to think about that for he knew Omaki was gentle by the way he prepared his Pet.

Omaki slowly caressed Argent, embracing him from behind and pulling his hair back began to kiss and place soft bites on his neck. He reached with his hands and began to slowly undo the clasps that held his long tunic and exposed Argent’s chest and shoulders as he pressed his body against his. He next reached for his nipples and began to softly tweak them making the inexperienced Argent gasp and arch his back wanting more stimulation.

“You will be loved ever so tenderly my young Argent, for I sense you are a novice, is this not so?” Omaki whispered in his ear. The warmth of his breath made chills go down Argent’s back.

“Y-Yes, Lord Ghan…I’ve been hesitant to find a lover, as my life is one of solitude, you see.”

“That should be a crime, for you are denying yourself, the pleasures of living, and I intend on completing your education. If it takes all night, and your Pet passes out from witnessing such intimate stimulation, so be it. Let’s see if his naughty needs are met, after all, he was in the process of meeting that objective when you happened upon him so engaged.”

Argent felt encouraged by Omaki’s words whispered in his ear, as Artemis watched. He now timidly raised his hand up and caressed Omaki’s face as the tall Lord continued to caress his body and now headed down to his trousers and pressed his hands over Argent’s crotch that now beheld his aroused state begging to be released. Omaki pressed himself against Argent’s back letting him know his state of arousal was mutual.

“My Lord Ghan” Argent gasped breathlessly, “I am inexperienced in the arts of pleasure, and you may find me a disappointment to one such as you.”

“I doubt this one bit young Argent, and please call me Omaki. I will take you to heights you have yet to fathom, and will find pleasure in each and every expression you utter, or cry out. I find you breathtaking in your inexperience and wonder why you have gone unexplored for so long. But I will remedy that my beauty.”

Omaki turned Argent around and placed Argents trembling hands to his lips and kissed them softly. “Now, undress me as you did your Pet, and show me what you have learned.”

Argent reached up and untied Omaki’s peasant blouse and pulled it off his one shoulder, then slowly caressing Omaki’s body with his own as he pulled it down to his sleeves and untied the wrists. He began to kiss Omaki’s palms first, then as he pulled the oversized shirt down to his waist, he caressed his abs, and then let the blouse fall to the floor. Next he pulled slowly on the ties to his tight leather pants, and let out a quiet moan as he noticed the light blonde hair that graced the cock that could not wait to be released and stood erect beneath the low riding pants.

Argent was breathing hard, as he placed one hand on each side of the trouser flaps and slowly peeled the trousers off his body. Argent gasped as he was now face to face with Omaki’s well endowed cock, and could not believe the beauty of the man standing before him. He pulled off one boot then the other, and as Omaki stood naked before him, he looked up as if waiting for further instruction.

Artemis’s eyes just about bugged out of his head, as he beheld the exquisite body of Lord Ghan, and slowly cursed the fact he was sporting the biggest hard on of his young life. He knew this would be a long night. But he feared more what might happen - if he revealed his source.

Omaki took Argent’s hand and as the young Blondie stood up, he nearly toppled over losing his balance as the wine had made him a bit lightheaded. That or the sight of this stunning man was more than he could bear. Omaki next pulled the tunic off Argent’s shoulders, slowly caressing every inch of the eager Lord arms, and then pressed his body against his. Argent could feel Omaki’s cock against his abdomen, and when Omaki reached between them, he unbuttoned his trouser flap and then knelt in front of him and pressed his face against his abdomen and breathed slowly as he pulled the trousers down his legs.

Omaki began to gently kiss his hips, and rub his face against the soft nest of hair that nestled around Argents cock. The young Blondie had never known the pleasures he was experiencing, and wanted more.

“I see you are as eager as I am my apt pupil, but we won’t rush this, now sit on the edge of the bed. Omaki pulled off his boots, and then sat next to him on the bed. He pushed Argent back slowly and began to kiss him once more, this time Argent’s mouth was eager, and hungrily drank from Omaki. Omaki broke away and looked into his eyes as he spoke once more.

“Now I want you to kiss my body. Where you start is up to you, only while you do this, nip at me softly, gently, playfully. Then caress me with your hands, eagerly, tenderly, pinch my nipples, and lick any part of me you desire.”

Argent’s eyes grew as big as saucers, as he couldn’t make up his mind where to start. Omaki smiled to himself as the young Blondie could not take his eyes off his cock.

“If you find it inviting, don’t hesitate, take it. But if you are going there first, you’ll need to be instructed a bit more,” Omaki teased.

“I wish to kiss your lips more, Omaki, they taste sweet.” Argent blushed as he lay next to him and began to kiss his lips once more, and as he did, he caressed Omaki’s face, stroking his hair, and as he broke off from the kiss, he turned Omaki’s head away and began to kiss his neck, gently biting him as he returned to his lips once more. Argent pressed his tongue into Omaki’s mouth, and as Omaki held him there, he pulled Argent on top of him which surprised the young man, but then used his hands to caress Omaki’s body.

Omaki broke the kiss and nodded to his young lover, hinting that he should continue. Argent held himself up over Omaki’s body, as Omaki spread his legs out, allowing the young Lord to lie between them. Argent continued to kiss him on his chest, and when he came to Omaki’s nipples, he suckled on them sweetly, making Omaki arch his back and moan. This encouraged Argent and he continued down his body kissing, licking and nipping at what ever suited him. When he came to Omaki’s hips, the scent of Omaki’s arousal, made him moan and remembering what Omaki did to him, he began to rub his face on his hips, and slowly kissed his way to Omaki’s rather impressive cock, and not knowing what to do, he imagined what he would want done to him.

Ardent began to lick the tip of the cock, and tasting Omaki’s sex triggered a response to place his mouth around the tip and taste some more. Omaki was beside himself with pleasure, as he held back from taking the young pup and throwing him on the bed and fucking the daylights out of him. But he was enjoying the innocent discovery of Argent’s first experience far too much to rush things.

“That feels wonderful Argent…mmm, don’t stop love, do what you feel inclined to do, but watch the teeth. I sense your eager for more lessons, and I want to enjoy you as well, so I’m going to change places with you and show you what to do next. I won’t take you just yet, for I want you to enjoy this experience the most.”

Artemis was feeling quite angry now, as the scene before him was too much, he pressed his legs together, as if that would help matter, but all he could do was watch. This was not lost on Omaki who glanced up and grinned at the sight of the little Pet’s cock bobbing up and down, knowing he was making progress in his punishment.

Omaki softly placed Argent on his back in the middle of the bed, and began to kiss him passionately, he raised his right leg and pressed his cock at his entrance wanting to just ram it in, but instead rubbed his cock against Argent’s as he continued to kiss him. Omaki lowered his leg back down as he began to kiss Agent’s neck, chest all the while, he caressed the young Lord softly, emphasizing what Argent had done, then moved down to his chest, and bit his nipples gently while his hand caressed his hip and as he moved down to his waist, he blazed a trail of kisses and until he reached his cock.

Argent tossed his head from side to side, as Omaki took his cock in his hand and stroked him gently; Argent squirmed beneath him. “Looks like you’re enjoying this love, let’s not stop there- watch me now.”

Argent raised himself on his elbows as Omaki gazed up at him and opening his mouth took the young Blondie into is mouth. Argent rolled his eyes in pleasure, and moaned loudly as Omaki swirled his tongue sensually over his cock, and his hand continued to stroke him softly.

Argent thrust his hips up pushing his cock deep into Omaki’s mouth, which Omaki loved as he moaned his delight loving the young Lord’s gasps for air, as if he was being deprived of the precious source. Omaki glanced up once more, but found Argent had collapsed on the bed arching his back then thrusting his hips eagerly.

Omaki rubbed his abdomen with his free hand suddenly feeling Argent’s hands desperately looking for something to hold. Feeling Omaki’s head, Argent place them there loving how Omaki’s head bobbed up and down.

When Argent began to cry out, he tried to push Omaki off, “I’m going ….to…Omaki... I can’t hold on….uh…nnn…Holy Jupiter! Omaki!!”

Omaki held him pinned down as the young Blondie ejaculated in his mouth and cried out his release. Omaki softly caressed his abdomen, as Argent caught his breath and felt the wave of spasms that made his body shiver. Argent looked over to Artemis who now wore a pained expression on his face, as his cock was red and engorged. Argent raised his hand that wore the ring to allow him relief. Then looking back at his pet, he waited for his response.

When none came, he lowered his hand and looked down at Omaki who was watching the whole time. They both gave a knowing smile to each other, then Omaki reached over to the bedside table where several bottles of oils and lotions were. He picked up a vial and shook it suggestively at Argent.

“Now my young Lord, we shall complete your lesson tonight. I shall take you, but don’t worry, I will be gentle. I want you to feel what you are about to do to your Pet. I know he won’t last much longer by the looks of it, but if he’s wise, he will speak up before you are done with him, or this won’t end well for him.”

Argent gulped as he now gazed at Omaki’s rather large cock, but again felt Omaki was not out to hurt him, but to educate him and agreed. “Very well Omaki, I trust you.” Argent smiled sweetly. Omaki came up beside him, and kissed him eagerly, as he was in dire need of relieving himself, but wanted to make this crucial part as painless as possible.

“Argent, I won’t lie to you, this will hurt at first, but once I’m in, and you adjust, you will begin to enjoy this, I promise.” Omaki opened the vial of sex oil, “Give me your hand Argent, I am going to pour oil into your hand, and I want you to lubricate my cock.” Argent held out his hand, and once Omaki poured the oil, he began to rub it on Omaki’s cock loving how Omaki moaned softly.

“Now lay back down, we’re going to do this face to face, as I want to be able to talk you through this ok?” Argent nodded as Omaki now lifted his right leg, lubricated one finger and softly pressed it against Argent’s entrance. The young Blondie winced with the initial pain, but held himself in place, which amazed and excited Omaki.

“He is extremely brave for a novice, but that could be the wine, never the less, he’s good to go,” Omaki thought to himself.

Omaki held his right leg up- in full view of Artemis, who began to cry softly as the pain of his engorged cock began to be too much. But Omaki knew better, and was not interested in his discomfort. He began to kiss Argent softly as penetrated with a second finger and began to slowly wiggle both for a few moments, then removed them as he placed his cock at his entrance and softly pressed in just enough to breach his entrance.

Argent tightened up at the initial pain, but did not cry out; no he was determined to learn this, as he enjoyed the tenderness Omaki was no doubt wanted to show. So without being told, he began to relax a bit and when Omaki felt no resistance, he pressed a bit more, which this time Argent gasped and reached up and held Omaki’s shoulders.

“If you want me to slow down, Argent, you must speak up, I do not want you to suffer.” Omaki looked into the young man’s eyes, which showed evidence of tears.

“No, Omaki, I want this, and you are not hurting me, though it is uncomfortable right now…” Argent’s soft spoken words made Omaki sigh softly and he bent down taking Argent's mouth sensually making the young Lord relax a bit more, while he continued to press forward until he was completely inside of Argent’s inner sanctum.

Argent continued to kiss Omaki passionately, as he adjusted feeling a bit better now. On sensing this Omaki began to thrust softly as he caressed is hip. When he felt Argent raise his hip to meet his soft thrusts, he next raised his left leg and kissed both legs as he gently began to piston against Argent who was about to discover the secrets of his own physiology that he did not know about.

As Omaki moaned his pleasure, he noticed his inner muscles were pulling against Omaki’s cock and made his lover, moan loudly. When Omaki began to gasp, Argent lifted his hips up to meet Omaki’s thrusts. Argent reached between his legs and knowing his body’s cues began to stroke himself expertly, as this was the one thing he did well. But as Omaki watched, the young Lord found his essence rise when Omaki began to rub that particular area unknown to Argent himself, causing the excited man to stroke faster and suddenly erupt in a rapture that took Omaki with him and the tall Blondie ejaculated into Argent as they cried out their release.

Argent could not believe he had been pleasured twice already; his body was hot and tingled all over. Omaki had collapsed onto Argent, as he breathed hard, and then embraced Argent softly. He pulled out and lay on his stomach as he whispered to Argent.

“Now my young lover, you know what to do to that young Pet of yours. He is in tears now, but has yet to utter one single word that would bring and end to his misery. I warn you now, that if he does not come forward, I may have to take extreme measures.

“Yes, I know, it’s a shame he is holding out so long, it makes me wonder why he would do such a thing that could easily be remedied.” Omaki shrugged his shoulders, and then smiled once more impishly.

“Are you ready for the final step in your lesson, Lord Jensen?” Omaki said loud enough for Artemis to hear. But Artemis was not happy, he was completely miserable, but was fearful of Omaki, knowing the consequences of his secret may have.

“Well then, let’s get on with it shall we?” Omaki got off the bed, and reached for two moist towels neatly stacked and kept warm in a drawer on his bedside table. He handed one to Argent, and cleaned himself off with the other.

Omaki and Argent walked over to the T-Stand, and undid the ties. Omaki pointed to the straps on Artemis’ cock, and Argent removed them and softly pulled out the plug. Artemis was led to the bed and told to go down on his hands and knees. Omaki went around and kneeled before him, his cock springing back to life, as he watched Argent stroke his cock which responded splendidly.

“Ah, to be young and eager, I bet he never thought he’d go off three times in one night” Omaki mused as the young Lord’s face expressed lust.

“Artemis you will pleasure me with your mouth, and if I feel anything but your lips and tongue, your cock will remain permanently on hold.” Omaki threatened.

Argent reached for the sex oil, and began to lubricate himself without asking his Pet to do this, as he noticed he was busy pleasuring Omaki. He gazed into Omaki’s face as he stroked himself with the oil, and now stood behind Artemis. He pressed his cock between his glutes, until he found the entrance and pressed forward gently, appreciating the use of the plug to open up his pet, preventing the Pet from being damaged.

Once inside, Artemis began to buck back feeling extremely horny after watching the spectacle of two beautiful Blondie’s fuck all night. He wanted to be taken and eagerly pleasured Omaki, as he thrust into his mouth. Omaki gazed over to Argent who also kept his eyes on him. Their excitement was too much, and they both began to piston into Artemis, who now felt as if his cock was going to explode, finding the sex to be worse than torture if he could not be allowed to relieve himself.

“I can’t take this Master,” Artemis finally broke away from Omaki and cried out in misery. “I-I can’t, I’m in so much pain, please Master give me relief!”

Argent continued to thrust- whether or not he revealed his secret. Omaki held Artemis’ head with his hands, as Argent was feeling precariously close to erupting for his third time.

“Tell me little Pet, where did you obtain that holopic? You will tell me before we find release in you, or you will regret this stubbornness.” Omaki then took his mouth and pressed his cock between his lips and began to thrust in earnest as Argent was moaning and grunting as he loved the feeling of Artemis’ tight fit. The suffering Pet knew he was running out of time as the two Blondie Lords were close to completion.

Suddenly Argent cried out, and thrust into Artemis as he froze behind him caught in his rapture. Omaki on the other hand was deliberately holding back, hoping the young Pet would reveal is secret.

Artemis pulled out and shouted, “I can’t take anymore! I was given the holopic by ENYU! Enyu was giving them away one night at the Pet Saloon! He said he had many more! Now will you please release me?!”

Omaki froze as Artemis spoke; he looked at Argent who stared back in disbelief. The little pet began to stroke his cock, hoping for release, and before he knew what was happening, he found himself being spun around in one movement by Omaki who pressed inside Artemis and began to fuck him hard. The little pet cried out his discomfort, but Argent did not care at the moment, he knew Omaki was furious, Argent knew of Enyu as he’d seen him before at some of the gatherings. But to find out it was his Pet who betrayed him must have been a shock.

“So it was Enyu hm?! And why the big secret, you could have avoided all this if you would have just spoken up!” Omaki was now bordering on real torture, as Artemis looked at his Master wanting relief.

“Enyu said if any one spoke up and revealed it was him, he’d have our Master’s take us to the Taming Tower and thrown into the Torture and Taming floor were Pet’s are killed!”

Omaki looked at Argent and nodded. Argent pressed the button to the Pet ring and it fell off Artemis’ cock. He began to buck back as Omaki thrust a few more times angrily and ejaculated into Artemis’ inner sanctum. He screamed his release and his anguish over the betrayal. Artemis needed no further stimulation as Omaki’s final thrusts were more than enough to find release, after being tortured by the two Blondie Lords.

Omaki’s mind was filled with anger and remorse over the revelation that Enyu was behind the whole thing, and had betrayed him once more for the last time.

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