A freak

The imposing oak doors of the manor creaked open, revealing a grand hallway bathed in the soft glow of afternoon sunlight. Suburu, his obsidian eyes scanning the newcomer, stood perfectly still, his posture as rigid as a statue.

“You must be the new trainee,” he stated, his voice a low rumble that seemed to reverberate off the polished marble floor.

Suburu’s gaze, sharp as a blade, swept over the newcomer from head to toe. He didn’t bother to smile, his lips pressed together in a thin line. The master was away for a few months- Suburu was in full charge here.

"I’ll see to it that this puppy learns quickly. This house demands excellence, and I have little patience for incompetence. I’ll train them and their body to utter perfection." He thought with a squint, his flogger adorning his belt.

Current Location: Mansion Entryway
Time: 9:00am
Position: Standing
Feeling: Poised
Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Hair tied back, Flogger

Suburu raised an eyebrow at the trainee's hesitation. He took a step forward, closing the distance between them.

“Aiden, is it? Address me as Master Suburu,” he said sternly, his voice brooking no argument. “And unless you want to be punished for wasting my time, state your purpose here.”

He tapped the flogger at his waist, making sure Aiden noticed the leather strands coiled up neatly.

Current Location: Mansion Entryway
Time: 9:05am
Position: Standing
Feeling: Commanding
Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Hair tied back, Flogger

Suburu's eyes glinted with a hint of approval as Aiden gave the correct honorific.

"Good, then let's not waste any more time." He turned on his heel and walked down the hall, expecting the new trainee to follow.

The Head Butler led Aiden through the labyrinthine corridors of the manor, all the while maintaining an imposing silence. At last, they arrived at a small antechamber that Suburu designated for training purposes.

“Strip,” he ordered curtly, the corners of his mouth twitching in amusement as he watched the young man falter at his command.

Current Location: Training Room
Time: 9:20am
Position: Standing
Feeling: Dominant
Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Hair tied back, Flogger

Suburu's eyes narrowed at Aiden's defiance, but he didn't react visibly. Instead, he walked over to a nearby cabinet and withdrew a bundle of leather straps and chains.

"It seems you don't understand the purpose of your training," he said dryly, his voice laced with a note of disappointment. "I was hoping you'd be more...cooperative."

He threw the bundle of straps at Aiden's feet and crossed his arms across his chest. "But if you won't strip willingly, then I'll have to do it for you. And I assure you, it won't be pleasant."

Current Location: Training Room
Time: 9:25am
Position: Standing
Feeling: Dominant
Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Hair tied back, Flogger

Suburu watched Aiden with a faint smirk, his eyes following the young man as he frantically tried to escape the training room. He knew that the door was locked and there was no escape.

He walked over to the door and leaned against it casually, crossing his arms over his chest. "Don't bother trying to leave," he said with an arched brow. "The door is locked and only I have the key."

Suburu's gaze drifted over Aiden's body, taking in the slight tremble in his limbs and the rapid rise and fall of his chest. He could smell the fear emanating off him, and a predatory gleam entered his eyes.

"You're not going anywhere until we finish your first lesson," he purred, reaching out to trail a finger down Aiden's cheek. "And trust me, you don't want to disappointme. Now, come here."

Suburu took a step back, his hands slipping into his pockets. His eyes never left Aiden's face as he waited for the young man to comply. He was in no hurry- it would only make the eventual submission that much sweeter.

Current Location: Mansion Training Room
Time: 10:00am
Position: Leaning against the door
Feeling: Predatory
Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Hair tied back, Flogger

Suburu raised an eyebrow at Aiden's outburst, clearly amused by the young man's futile attempts to resist him. He leaned closer, his breath hot against Aiden's ear as he spoke.

"Kidnapping? No, no, my dear. You agreed to this training willingly," he said silkily, his fingers tracing down Aiden's neck to the collar of his shirt. "And you don't want to disobey me. It will only make things much harder for you."

He straightened up and took a step back, holding out his hand with a commanding gesture. "Now come here," he repeated firmly.

Suburu watched Aiden expectantly, ready to respond if the young man made any further attempt to resist his orders. He was used to breaking in new trainees, and he knew just what buttons to push to get them tocomply with his every demand.

Current Location: Mansion Entryway
Time: 9:05am
Position: Standing
Feeling: Amused
Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Hair tied back, Flogger

Suburu's eyes narrowed slightly as Aiden started to strip off his clothes. He didn't object, but the head butler wasn't easily impressed, either.

"Very good," Suburu praised Aiden once he had only his underwear left on. "You certainly have a good figure."

He stepped closer and ran his hand over Aiden's chest, feeling the warmth of his skin under his fingers. His touch lingered for a moment before he pulled back, turning towards the door leading to the training room.

"Follow me," he ordered, his tone brooking no argument.

Without waiting for Aiden to respond, Suburu strode purposefully down the hall, his flogger jingling at his waist with each step.

Current Location: Mansion Training Room
Time: 9:10am
Position: Standing
Feeling: Commanding```
Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Hair tied back, Flogger

Suburu watched calmly as Aiden struggled against the straps, a hint of amusement playing at the corners of his lips.

"Relax," he said, his voice low and smooth. "This is part of your training."

With practiced ease, he circled behind Aiden and gently ran his fingers along the other man's thighs, relishing in the hypersensitivity that caused him to shiver.

"You're going to learn to control yourself, both physically and emotionally," Suburu murmured, leaning closer until he could feel Aiden's breath on his neck. "I'm going to teach you how to be a perfect servant, one who can anticipate their master's every need and desire."

Without warning, he reached down and trailed his fingertips over Aiden's groin, watching with satisfaction as the other man gasped and squirmed.

"Of course, there will bepunishments for any failures or mistakes," Suburu continued, his voice dropping lower. "But with enough discipline and training, I'm confident that you'll be the best servant this house has ever seen."

With a final caress, he stepped back and examined Aiden critically, nodding in satisfaction.

"Now, let's begin your training."

Suburu gave a small smirk as he took out his flogger from his belt, expertly whipping it through the air with a sharp crack.

"You will learn to obey and please your master at all times," he stated firmly, before giving another sharp crack of the flogger in Aiden's direction.

"I want you to recite our house rules," he continued, circling around Aiden, the flogger trailing along the ground beside him.

"You will address every member of the household respectfully, and perform your duties to the best of your ability without question. You will wear your butler uniform at all times unless otherwise instructed by me or the House Master."

He moved closer to Aiden, the sound of the flogger whipping through the air like a warning.

"Most importantly, you will be obedient to myself and the House Master, no matter how demanding

Suburu quickly moved to cover Aiden's mouth with his hand, preventing any further screams from escaping.

"You will keep your voice down, puppy," he warned, his eyes narrowed as he looked down at Aiden. "Disrespect is not tolerated in this house."

He withdrew his hand, giving Aiden a once-over before returning the flogger back to his belt.

"I expect better from you, puppy. You need to learn discipline and obedience if you wish to serve here," he said sternly, his gaze piercing.

"Now stand up straight, and let's try that again. This time, with some respect."

Suburu rolled his eyes in disapproval, but there was a hint of a grin playing around the corners of his lips.

"You really want to be punished that badly, puppy?" he teased, his hand lightly slapping Aiden's thigh.

Without warning, he delivered another sharp crack of the flogger across Aiden's backside.

"Now, let's try that again," he said firmly, his voice dripping with authority. "Recite the house rules with respect and obedience."

Suburu paused as he watched Aiden fall to the ground, tears streaming down his face.

He knelt down beside Aiden, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Listen to me, puppy," he said softly, his voice filled with unexpected tenderness. "I know that I can be harsh, but everything I do is for your own good. I want you to be the best servant you can possibly be, and that requires discipline and obedience."

"As for pleasing your master with your body, it's not just about physical pleasure. It's about serving their every need and desire, anticipating their wishes before they even express them. And as for being a virgin, there's nothing to be ashamed of. We'll teach you everything you need to know."

He gave Aiden a small smile, patting him on the back. "Now, let'sget you back on your feet. We still have work to do."

Suburu stood up and extended a hand to help Aiden up from the ground, his expression once again returning to a stoic, commanding one.

"Recite the house rules with respect and obedience," he repeated firmly, his flogger dangling from his belt. "Or we'll have to continue with your punishment."

Suburu watched as Aiden worked diligently, his movements precise and methodical. The months had passed quickly, but in that time, Aiden had proven to be a quick learner, eager to please and attentive to every detail.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his pupil, watching as he arranged the silverware on the dining table with meticulous care.

"Very good, puppy," he praised, nodding his head in approval. "You have a keen eye for detail."

Despite his praise, Suburu kept a watchful eye on Aiden at all times, never allowing him to slack off or deviate from the rules. But underneath his stern exterior, there was a growing sense of admiration for his student's hard work and dedication.

"I must say, you're making excellent progress," he remarked, stepping forward to inspect Aiden's work

Suburu immediately turned on his heel at the sound of Boyd's voice, his face stoic as he made his way towards the master's study. He knew better than to keep him waiting, especially after months away.

Without a word, Suburu poured the fragrant jasmine tea into a delicate porcelain cup, adding just a touch of honey before placing it on a tray alongside some freshly baked scones.

"Your tea, sir," he announced, bowing slightly in respect. "Welcome home."

Boyd took the cup with a scowl, glaring at Suburu over the brim as he took a sip. Despite his outward annoyance, however, Suburu knew that Boyd was secretly pleased to be back in his own domain once more.

"I trust everything has been running smoothly in my absence?" Boyd asked, setting down the cup and reaching for a scone.

Current Location: Master's Study
Time: 3:00pm
Position: Standing
Feeling: Obedient
Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Hair tied back, Flogger

Suburu's heart skipped a beat as Boyd's hand grazed over his neck, but he didn't let it show on his face. Instead, he kept his expression neutral, as if nothing had happened.

"I'm glad to hear that, sir," Suburu replied coolly, stepping back slightly to put some space between himself and Boyd.

"This is not appropriate behavior from the master," he thought to himself, his mind racing. "But how can I refuse him? It could jeopardize my position here."

Current Location: Master's Study
Time: 3:05pm
Position: Standing
Feeling: Uneasy
Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Hair tied back, Flogger

Suburu's stoic expression didn't falter as Aiden questioned him about the Master's intentions.

"As a Head Butler, it's my responsibility to carry out the Master's requests," Suburu replied smoothly, not wanting to give away anything that Boyd might have told him in confidence. "Is there anything else I can assist you with, Mr. Aiden?"

"This situation is becoming more complicated," he thought to himself, his mind racing with various scenarios and possible outcomes. "How do I maintain my authority while also catering to the Master's desires?"

Current Location: Master's Study
Time: 3:15pm
Position: Standing
Feeling: Anxious
Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Hair tied back, Flogger

Suburu hesitated for a moment, his mind racing with thoughts of what might happen if he followed through with Boyd's orders. However, his loyalty to the House Master was unwavering, and he knew that he had to obey.

As he stepped into the bathroom pool, he could feel the heat rising in his cheeks as he noticed Boyd's suggestive smile. His heart thudded in his chest as Boyd motioned him closer, and Suburu found himself obeying without even thinking.

"This is not what I signed up for," he thought to himself as Boyd's hands roamed over his body, exploring every inch of him. "But I must submit to the will of the Master, no matter how much it goes against my personal beliefs."

Current Location: Master's Bathroom Pool
Time: 4:00pm
Position: Standing/Immers

Suburu looked at Boyd, raising an eyebrow at the question. His cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red, as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other.

"I am a Head Butler, my role is to serve and obey, not to indulge in personal desires," he replied in a calm, composed voice, although his heart was pounding with anxiety.

He kept his eyes fixed on Boyd, avoiding any physical contact, knowing that it would only encourage the House Master's inappropriate advances. Despite his efforts to remain cool and collected, he could feel his body tensing up, ready to take action if necessary.

Current Location: Master's Bathroom Pool
Time: 4:05pm
Position: Standing/Immersed
Feeling: Anxious
Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Hair tied back, Flogger

Suburu's cheeks burned hotter as Boyd spoke, and he averted his gaze in embarrassment. He knew that Boyd was trying to provoke him, but he also couldn't deny the tingle that ran up his spine at the suggestion.

"I am a Head Butler, I serve the house master with all my heart and body," Suburu replied firmly, steeling himself against Boyd's advances. He could hear the moans coming from the bathroom, but he refused to let his desire get the better of him.

His hands trembled slightly as he clutched his flogger tighter, trying to focus on his duty instead of his growing arousal. He knew that he needed to maintain control if he wanted to succeed as a butler, even if it meant enduring humiliation and degradation at the hands of his superiors.

Current Location: Master's Bathroom Pool
Time:

Suburu felt his heart pounding in his chest as Boyd's hands roamed over his body, sending waves of pleasure through him. Despite his resolve to resist, he found himself melting under the older man's touch, his body betraying him as it responded eagerly.

He moaned softly as Boyd's fingers dipped beneath the fabric of his suit, teasing the sensitive skin underneath. Suburu could feel his breath coming faster now, his body growing more and more aroused with each passing moment.

For a moment, he considered resisting once more, pushing Boyd away and asserting his dominance as the Head Butler. But the temptation was too great, and he found himself giving in to his desires completely.

Current Location: Master's Bathroom Pool
Time: 11:45am
Position: Submissive 
Feeling: Overwhelmed with desire
Clothing: Butler suit,

Suburu gasped as Boyd penetrated him with force, his body bucking and writhing beneath the older man's touch. He couldn't help but cry out in pleasure as he felt Boyd's thick shaft pushing deep inside him, filling him completely.

The pleasure was almost too much to bear, a wild, intense sensation that left him breathless and weak-kneed. He found himself moaning uncontrollably as Boyd continued to thrust into him, each movement sending shivers of ecstasy through his body.

For a moment, Suburu forgot everything else, lost in the heat of the moment and the overwhelming sensations coursing through him. He could feel his own desire building, threatening to consume him completely.

Current Location: Master's Bathroom Pool
Time: 11:50am
Position: Submissive 
Feeling: Overwhelmed with pleasure
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Suburu let out a sharp cry as Boyd hit him sharply, the pain lancing through his body and mixing with the pleasure to create a heady, intense sensation that left him reeling.

He could feel himself growing weaker, more submissive, as Boyd continued to use him roughly, his words only serving to heighten the intensity of the experience.

"You're my fucking toy," Boyd growled, his voice low and menacing. "And you'll do whatever I say, won't you?"

Suburu couldn't help but nod, unable to resist the older man's commanding presence. He felt completely vulnerable, completely exposed, as Boyd used him for his own pleasure.

Yet even as he surrendered to Boyd's desires, Suburu knew deep down that this was all part of his own plan. He wanted this, craved it, even as he tried to pretend otherwise.

As Suburu felt the first spurt of Boyd's release inside him, he couldn't help but moan in pleasure. The older man was completely dominating him, using his body for his own pleasure and pleasure alone.

Yet even as he was lost in the pleasure of the moment, Suburu couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt at his own desires. He knew that what he was doing was wrong, that he shouldn't be indulging in such carnal pleasures.

But the thought was quickly pushed aside by the overwhelming sensations coursing through his body. He could feel Boyd's warm seed filling him up, hot and sticky and absolutely delicious.

"That's it," Boyd murmured, his voice low and husky. "You're my boat now. My little toy."

Suburu shivered with pleasure as Boyd continued to use him, completely surrendering himself

Suburu's face contorts in a brief moment of panic as he realizes the extent to which Aiden might have noticed his predicament. He tries his best to cover up, forcing a smile onto his face as he turns towards his young charge.

"Of course I'm okay," he says, his voice unwavering despite the throbbing pain between his legs. "Just a minor muscle strain, nothing to worry about."

He takes a step forward and winces at the sharp pang that shoots up his leg. Aiden looks concerned, and Suburu is suddenly reminded of how important it is to maintain the facade of competence and control around these people.

But even as he tries to keep up appearances, his thoughts are consumed by the delicious memories of last night, the way Boyd had used him so ruthlessly, so completely.

"I should be fine in a dayor so," Suburu says, forcing a laugh. "But thank you for your concern, Aiden."

He walks away with a limp, his mind racing with thoughts of Boyd and their secret escapades.

"Last night was intense. Boyd pushed me to my limits, but I took it all. I loved every moment of it." He thinks, biting down on his lower lip to suppress a moan.

Current Location: Mansion Hallway
Time: 10:30am
Position: Walking
Feeling: Painful
Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Hair tied back, Flogger

Suburu turns towards Boyd, his pulse quickening at the sight of the man. The memory of their encounter last night is still fresh in his mind, and he can feel a familiar heat building within him.

"What do you need?" Suburu asks, his voice laced with anticipation.

Boyd grins wickedly, his eyes darting over Suburu's form as if taking in every inch of his body.

"I need some...discipline," he says, his words dripping with innuendo.

Suburu's lips curve into a smirk, his flogger at the ready. "What kind of discipline are we talking about?"

Boyd steps closer, his breath hot against Suburu's ear. "The kind that leaves marks," he murmurs, his hand trailing down Suburu's chest.

Suburu shudders, his own desires running rampant. "

Suburu nods approvingly at Aiden's intervention, grateful for the young butler's quick thinking. He steps forward to address Boyd, his voice firm and commanding.

"Aiden is a member of our staff," Suburu says evenly. "And as his senior, I expect him to be treated with the utmost respect."

Boyd narrows his eyes, clearly annoyed by the interruption. "Fine," he grumbles, turning on his heel and heading off down the hallway.

As soon as Boyd is out of sight, Suburu turns to Aiden, his expression softening slightly. "Well done," he says, patting the younger butler's shoulder. "You handled that well."

Aiden blushes, his eyes shining with pride. "Thank you, Mr. Suburu," he replies, bowing low. "I just didn't want anything to

Suburu grits his teeth, his jaw clenching tightly as he glares at Boyd's retreating back. He knows that the House Master's intentions are far from pure, and the thought of Aiden being subjected to Boyd's perverse desires fills him with rage.

Without a word, Suburu storms off after Boyd, determination evident in every step. When he catches up with the older man, his voice is cold and hard.

"I will not allow you to take advantage of my staff," he growls, drawing himself up to his full height. "And I certainly will not stand by while you subject them to your twisted whims."

Boyd snorts, his lips twisting into a cruel smile. "You sound awfully confident for someone who couldn't even keep their own position," he taunts. "What makes you think you can protect anyone else?"

Sub

Suburu's fists clench at his sides as he hears the sounds of agony emanating from Boyd's room. He knows that he needs to act quickly, before Aiden suffers irreparable harm at the hands of the sadistic House Master.

Without a moment's hesitation, Suburu kicks the door in, his eyes darting around the room as he takes in the scene before him. Aiden is writhing on the ground, tears streaming down his face, while Boyd stands over him with a sneer on his lips.

"You son of a bitch," Suburu growls, advancing on the older man with a deadly look in his eyes. "You will pay for this."

Boyd simply laughs, the sound grating on Suburu's nerves like nails on a chalkboard. "And what are you going to do about it, boy?" he taunts

Suburu's hand tightens on the handle of his flogger as he watches Boyd's sick display of power over Aiden. His heart pounds in his chest, anger and disgust warring within him as he takes in the sight before him.

"No," he snarls, his voice laced with venom. "This is not how we do things here."

With a swift motion, he brings the flogger down on Boyd's back, the crack echoing through the room. Boyd cries out in surprise, stumbling forward from the impact.

"You are not fit to serve this house," Suburu says icily, his grip on the flogger unyielding. "You will leave now, or face my wrath."

Boyd glares at Suburu, his fists clenched. But something in the butler's eyes seems to give him pause, and after a tense

As Suburu's vision clears, he realizes that he is no longer in the mansion entryway. Instead, he is lying on a cold concrete floor in what appears to be a dimly-lit basement.

He tries to push himself up, but his body feels sluggish and unresponsive. Panic begins to set in as he looks around frantically, trying to make sense of what's happening. That's when he hears the moans - weak, desperate sounds that seem to be coming from somewhere nearby.

Drawing on all his strength, he manages to pull himself into a sitting position. In the corner of the room, he sees Aiden, bloodied and bruised, barely conscious. And standing over him, with a smug look on his face, is Boyd.

"You see, Suburu," Boyd says, his voice sickeningly sweet. "This is whathappens when you try to get in my way. Aiden was getting too close to Banshee_, and I couldn't have that."

Suburu's heart races as he realizes what has happened. Boyd must have discovered his feelings for Banshee_ and decided to take matters into his own hands.

But even in this situation, Suburu can't help the small voice in the back of his mind that wonders if this could somehow work to his advantage. If he can play his cards right, maybe he can still win Banshee_ over once Boyd is out of the picture.

For now, though, he needs to focus on survival. He struggles to his feet, swaying slightly as his body protests. "What do you want from me?" he asks, trying to keep his voice steady.

Boyd's grin widens. "Oh, nothing much.Just your complete submission and obedience. You're going to be my little pet, Suburu. And I'm going to train you to love it."

Suburu's stomach churns at the thought, but he knows that he has no choice but to play along for now. "What do you want me to do?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

Boyd's eyes gleam with satisfaction. "Good boy," he purrs. "First, you're going to clean up Aiden. Then, you're going to start your training. And if you're a very good boy, maybe I'll even let you have a taste of Banshee_."

With those words, Boyd turns on his heel and strides out of the room, leaving Suburu alone with Aiden's broken form. As he approaches, he can hear the faint rasp of

Suburu moves over to Aiden, chains rattling and clanking as he does. He can hear the other man's labored breathing, the sound of blood and bile churning in his throat. Suburu swallows hard, trying to keep his composure. He knows that he can't let Boyd see any fear or weakness.

As he reaches Aiden, the other man starts coughing, spewing blood and vomit onto the cold concrete floor. Suburu winces at the sight, but forces himself to remain calm. "Easy now," he murmurs, moving closer. "I'll take care of you."

He notices Aiden glancing towards a camera in the corner of the room, and feels a small spark of hope. If someone is watching, maybe there's a chance for escape or rescue. But he can't afford to show his hand