Lord master Hydra : Part 3

Ramfus smiled with fiendish delight as his henchman forced his sizeable cock back into young Lance’s shit hole! The screams coming from Lance was like music to his ears and it excited him right down to his black soul. For a lad of nine and ten summers, he couldn’t stand to much pain. Before Ramfus had him snatched from his home, he was a bright and cheerful lad with beautiful brown eyes and long, curly brown hair. He usually stood tall and proud and cut a fine figure of a young man. He was well liked by all and wanted by many more! In fact, both men and women desired him and when Ramfus found this bit of information out he knew exactly what he was going to do. 

He had planned on bringing Lance down here anyhow as a way of getting to Marcus. But the knowledge that men along with women desired Lance, and he desired them both in return, was a bonus. His plan was to have him brutalized into submission by his henchmen thus squashing his desire for men. Then he would completely take away his desire for women by…well…by taking away from him the women’s ultimate desire…Lance’s manhood.
Lance screamed in agony as the slobbering bastard behind him twisted and clawed at the nipples on his chest and thrust his over sized cock deep into his gut again. He prayed again for death or at least to pass out. But his prayers went un-answered. The beast was determined to brutalize him until he spilled his seed inside of him. T’would be my luck, Lance thought miserably, if he passed on to me some disease. 

Ramfus watched with sick amusement as the young lad’s ass hole was torn asunder because of the onslaught. This was what excited him. This was what made him happy. To watch people suffer in agony. To hear the screams and their pleas for mercy. 

His anger burned deep within him when he thought about King Andrew. He didn’t scream from the poison he’d given him and he should have. The stuff he’d fed him turned ones insides to a burning liquid. But he didn’t scream. He didn’t cry out and he didn’t plead for mercy. He actually smiled right before he died and told Ramfus that Jamie would see through his treacherous veil and then see to his death! Ramfus could not and would not let that happen. He would kill Lance, take away Marcus and kill him too. Then he would kill Jamie and the Kingdom of OASIS would be his. 

Tears of happiness filled his eyes as Lance screamed again.

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Marcus eyes were squeezed shut as he lowered himself again. He was riding Jamies pole. Jamie was sitting in his royal high backed chair in the hall where they received court. It was empty except for them. The guards outside the hall doors were under strict orders not to let anyone pass. 

He raised Marcus by his twin globes again and helped him slide back down his royal cock. Groaning in frustration, he leaned forward and captured a nipple in his mouth to drive Marcus wild with desire. It worked. Marcus clenched his teeth and inhaled sharply as Jamie first gently nipped and then sucked on his nipple. Sweet mother of God this was pure bliss! He removed one hand from Jamie’s shoulder (he’d placed both on his shoulders for balance) and started stroking his own straining cock, slowly at first, then more in time to the sweet love making that his king was doing to him.

Jamie released Marcus’s nipple and slid his tongue side ways along his chest to capture the other one between his lips. He was relentless in his sucking as he raised and lowered Marcus on his hard cock. It slid in and out as smooth as silk even though it was hugged tight in the confines of Marcus’s hole. 

Marcus cried out in sweet agony as his ass landed once more on Jamie’s corded thigh muscles. He shuddered with pleasure as he felt Jamies strong hands massage and lift his ass up again and then lower him back down until the head of his cock was buried deep within him. Stroking himself with one hand, he reached down with the other and raised his King’s mouth off his nipple. Immediately he felt the loss but, it mattered naught for he had much better need of his Lord’s sweet tasting mouth. He leaned forward and groaned feverishly as their mouths crashed together. 

Jamie was no longer holding Marcus by his ass for he had moved his hands to his waist and Marcus was now in full control. He was bouncing up and down on his own accord. He was not even touching himself any longer but nonetheless his cock stood straight up between them.

“My God Marcus,” Jamie growled. “You drive me insane my love. I am yours to command!”
“I-I don’t wish to command you Jamie,” Marcus stammered. “I j-just wish to please you.”
“Then ride on!” Jamie gasped.
As their tongues dueled again, Marcus raised himself up and sat back down abruptly. Jamie had entwined his fingers in his hair and was kissing him feverishly, tasting and drinking deep of his young juices. And then Jamie broke the kiss and lifted Marcus of his lap. 
“Did I displease you My Lord?” Marcus asked anxiously.

In answer, Jamie stood up and turned Marcus around to bend him over the chair.
“Not at all,” he grinned wickedly.
He stepped forward and slowly inserted his cock once more into Marcus. Marcus gasped and clutched the arms of the high backed chair and held on for dear life. Now Jamie was once again in control.

He bent over Marcus and wrapped his arms tightly around him to hug the lad to him. He spread his legs apart with his own and started humping him for all he was worth. His hair cascaded around his shoulders and his face as he fucked Marcus…well…royally!
“Bring yourself along with me my love,” Jamie whispered in his ear.