So let me preface this with the fact that I have never written smut before in my life and this will probably suck, as such, either make your criticism constructive or your burns pretty damn good, I am cool with either.
This is also hella gay, involves bondage and a master/slave relationship. You have been warned.
Posting parts one and two together so that you guys can get some of the story and the smut without having to change webpage.
All that aside, standard business, any resemblance to real folks is a coincidence, all characters are at least 18.
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Part I
"I want something new." Kain explained to the slaver before him, one he'd visited a few times in the past. "Something I've never had and..." He hesitated. "Dare I say it, something rebellious. As of yet, untamed, if you will.
"I see." The slaver, a man much shorter than Kain named Welles responded, nodding, and rubbing the little tuft of beard that remained on his otherwise bald head. "Always a way with words, Mister Landon." He referred to him by his title, stopping to think for a moment. "You are aware of the responsibility of a rather rebellious slave, and of course my no-returns policy?"
Kain nodded. "I know, but with the other slaves of yours that I own there is something... Missing." He thought for a moment. "I'll not lie, I'm hoping I find a slave I've broken myself to be more enjoyable, as it were."
Welles thought then nodded. "Well, so long as you understand; we have a few new additions to the trade, a certain race you've never bought before." He smirked. "Elves. Exotic ones, from farther east than most of my stock. They're still aboard the ship if they peak your interest."
Kain cocked an eyebrow, thinking it over, he'd never owned an Elf, let alone any 'exotic' elf. But, he was willing to try anything once, if they seemed worth it.
"Show me." He said with a slight smirk, almost showing Welles he was up to the challenge.
Below deck, they sat against the ships walls in groups of three, rather generously loose metal collars chained to the walls and to the other three to hinder any escape effort they dared to make. They all varied; some larger men probably destined for farming works and the like, and women who were clearly destined for the brothels, or the service of someone like Kain- if not Kain himself, that is. Despite this, they all had similar features as well, namely small pointed ears, and a slight tan adorning their bodies.
Kain silently drifted up and down the three corridors of captives, some avoiding his gaze, and some looking directly at him either with hatred, or curiosity, some even looking like they wanted to be bought. He reached the third and final corridor, when Welles spoke up.
"Ah-ha!" He hollered, brushing past Kain and moving towards one solitary elf sat at the very end of the row. "If you want rebellious and untamed sir, then look no farther than this one."
He gestured at the boy sat against the wall looking away; at first, for a brief moment, Kain mistook the slender figure for that of a girl, and the long blond hair tied back into a ponytail didn't help that notion. He was dressed in cheap clothing; merely some ragged shirt and rough trousers, just a little too big for his form.
"Arrested for being a little pickpocket, and sentenced to slavery because he kept escaping. He wasn't all that cheap but..." Welles placed a hand on the boy's soft chin, turning his face to look at Kain, large blue eyes locking with his deep brown ones. "I think you'll enjoy him..."
Even the boy's face had a feminine element to it, small soft features adorning perfect skin. He almost glared at Kain, and at that moment he knew this was exactly what he was looking for.
"I'll take him." He said quite simply, knowing for certain that he could afford him- and that Welles wouldn't dare cheat him again. "Name your price."
Money quickly changed hands -only a little haggling taking place- before Welles smiled warmly and placed cuffs onto the boy's wrists before unlocking his collar and standing him up, almost showing the small figure at Kain, who caught his delicate figure as gently as he could.
Kain himself was a fine example of a man; 6 feet 2 inches tall, with long ish brown hair and those matching hazel eyes. His body sported a fine, muscular form, one that was impossible to hide under any clothing.
The boy, on the other hand was rather feminine overall, and was perhaps 5 feet 5 inches, at best.
"Well." Kain said with a soft smirk, taking hold of the chain holding the boy's cuffs together. "Do you have a name?" He didn't respond, he simply looked at his feet. This would've usually annoyed Kain, but this was exactly what he was after in the end. He sighed. "If you don't have a name, boy, I shall pick one for you..."
He was silent, then he sighed softly, speaking up quietly. "R-Robin." He said.
"Like the bird." His new master commented, smiling already at getting a name out of him, rather than having it handed over as usual. "Very well, Robin, let's get you home and get you into more fitting clothing for a slave of mines then."
Kain was the son of a Nobleman, and his father had given him his current home; a large manor just outside the city limits, where he wouldn't be bothered if he didn't want to be. There were a fair few acres of land surrounding the household itself, mostly forest land with one long plain which he enjoyed overlooking at sunrise most days.
"Maya!" Kain called as he stepped through the door,still holding the chain on Robins wrists.
Another slave of his, a human girl named Maya appeared, moving quickly down the large staircase in a panic, forgetting to meet him at the door like she should've done. Maya had been bought as a slave years ago, technically by his father, but as of late she'd become more of a servant or a maid than a Slave. She was trusted at least.
"S-S-Sorry master!" She stammered as she landed at the bottom of the steps, out of breath but trying to look presentable. "W-What do you need, sir?"
"This is Robin." He stated simply, passing the chain and the key to the cuffs to the girl, who couldn't help but stare curiously at the elf. "When you're done gawking, allow Robin to bathe, give him some clothes and have him brought to my study." He paused. "If he fails to listen to you, either tell me or Mister Sven about it and... Well, one of us will handle it."
Maya snapped out of her stare as she took the chain and the key. "Y-Yes, of course sir." She said, her usual stammer showing through. "C-Come along, Robin." She added softly, tugging at the chain to lead him upstairs, Kain watching them both go quietly before he retired to his study, and waited
It was only perhaps another hour before the now clean, and finely dressed Robin was pushed into the study by the firm hand of Sven, the manors butler who left almost as quickly as he came. Robin didn't look at Kain, simply staring at his feet again.
"Sit down." He said as he gestured at the chair on the other side of his desk, almost as an order, one Robin ignored in favour of standing at the door. Kain decided that now wasn't the time for giving out orders or threatening punishments, not yet. "Please, Robin, I'm simply asking you to sit down."
Robin remained silent, but after a moment moved slowly to the chair and sat down, now looking at Kain.
"Thank you." Kain said with a smile, leaning on his desk. "I just feel you should understand the rules of this household if you are going to be living here from now on, so I may as well just get into it.
1.You will address me as either Master or Sir.
2.Do as you're told, when you're told.
3.You do not question my authority, or the authority of either Miss Maya, or Mister Sven.
4.You will be awake by Sunrise and straight to your duties unless one of us tells you otherwise.
5.And finally, for the moment, remember that you belong to me...
Is that all understood?" He asked, smiling a little more as he leaned back in his chair.
Robin didn't say anything. He simply glared at his master, then muttered something.
"I'm sorry what was that?"
He sighed. "Yes."
"Yes, what? ..."
"...Yes, Sir..."
Kains smile grew to a Smirk. "Good."
Part II
Kain was slowly beginning to regret his decision in purchasing Robin; he thought disciplining this boy would be a simple case of asserting dominance over him that he may simply submit, but this wasn't the case.
He was always either scowling, or giving a sly smirk, one that annoyed Kain for some reason. Then there were the boy's sharp remarks and comments, muttered quickly and not often repeated. Kain had never had a slave that talked back to him, or asked questions, except this one.
He now realized he didn't have the capacity to actually punish the boy, at least not at first. He threatened him several times, but never carried out said threats even remotely, though he'd had enough of this he decided as he sat in his study. He knew Robin was in his room making his bed, and that this was his final warning he was about to hand him
"He's my property for god's sake." He muttered as he stormed down the hallway. "He will do as he's told or I'll make him do as he's told."
