The Diamond Prince - Ch. 19-20

In the Rough - The Chronicles of the Diamonds Prince

Chapter 19 -- The Big Reveal

Content warning: strong language, graphic sexual content

The Gala was tonight, the true grand opening party of the new storefront. Nix was now standing behind Declan in front of Mistress's full body mirror, preparing to take the bandage off his newest art. He made Declan close his eyes as He peeled back the gauze and wiped the jewels gently with sterile solution. He'd been very careful to not let Declan see it; He'd been checking and cleaning it with the boy blindfolded just in case. "Alright Bright eyes, now." The air huffed out of Declan's lungs as his eyes landed on the new piece.

"Master..." he whispered. He ran his fingers over the emerald jewels that formed the shape of a flame, exactly like Phoenix had on his chest. His heart hammered in his ears, and he felt himself beginning to fill with joy. He couldn't believe it.

"Like it?" Nix asked with a knowing smirk.

"I love it. I love it. It's your mark." He said, seemingly in awe, unable to form cohesive thoughts.

"That's right. Now you really are my boy." He whispered, kissing Declan's flushed cheek. "I love you, sweet one."

Declan glowed, it felt like a promise that Phoenix would never let him go. A promise that he would be safe in his Master's arms forever and he would forever have the pleasure of serving the most amazing man he had ever met.

The entourage arrived. Piles of expensive vehicles lined up down the driveway, waiting for one of the many make-shift valets to see their ride safely to the three-story parking garage hidden behind hills and trees deep within Diamond manor property. The guests, dressed in extravagant evening wear, emerged into the light of the front entrance to the manor in a flurry of aristocratic excitement. Their slaves followed suit -- either on their arm or behind with luggage and instructions to be greeted by the manor's attendants -- were as beautiful as their Masters'. They'd all come to celebrate the launch of Danica's new storefront expansions at a gala like the manor had not seen since Mistress had opened Her rescue, some years ago.

Lady Accarin Stood tall and proud on the landing of the grand staircase in the front hall, overlooking Her guests' arrival. Beside Her, standing taller, and possibly more proudly, was Mr. Phoenix Emerald, His arm gently around Her waist. And of course, the picture could not be complete without the Diamond Prince, kneeling patiently to Her other side -- the delicate white gold chain leading from his ornate collar to the delicate strap on his Mistress's wrist. The item was clearly symbolic, any amount of pressure would see it snapped -- but that was the point. He was Theirs not only in body, but mind and heart. They need not tie him down, he belonged here.

He breathed steadily, focused entirely on his job, his manners, his night ahead -- he would be perfect if it killed him. His focus was shaken by the voice of his Mistress -- it penetrated the fog in his mind like sunlight. "Sweet one?" She inquired quietly.

"Yes Mistress." He answered immediately, his voice entirely neutral; determined.

"You'll be wonderful. I know you will." She said, letting the smile and pride She felt seep into Her voice.

"Of course he will, he's our boy. Besides, he learned from the best." Came the confident, teasing voice of His Master. Declan tried to hide the blush creeping up his torso at both the praise, and the silky undertone of Nix's voice. He could feel the man's eyes drinking him in -- the smooth, oiled torso and shimmering diamonds therein, the tight black leggings that did nothing to hide anything from the imagination, and the custom fine sheer mesh piece twisting along down his right leg, following the diamond pattern and allowing it to shimmer gently in the right light. His chest was outlined with a halter style top comprised entirely of straps that perfectly accented his lean muscle.

"Thank you, Mistress, Master." He said, lowering his head to the floor briefly before returning to his former kneeling pose.

"He's definitely in the zone..." Nix said quietly, leaning into Dani's ear, giving Her a playful nip. She couldn't help but giggle a little at the gesture. Nix was always so relaxed, so calm; a rock in the sea that was the vulnerable Declan and tightly wound Dani. It was somehow the most comforting thing in the world. He wore elegant black framed glasses, now thanks to Dani's insistence that He may need them with all the reading and computer work He was now doing, and they added a flare of extra sharp intelligence to His face. They played off His Emerald and black suit flawlessly, giving Him a dashing, sophisticated air about him.

Dani had decided on lavish gold for Her colour tonight, stating it went well with both of Her boys' signature colours, and it represented Her expansion and adventure into further profit, and neither man could disagree. She looked every bit the Lady she was, draped in elegant glittering fabrics which trailed behind Her like a stream of wealth itself, it was hard to tell where She ended, and the fabric began.

All eyes made their way to the trio as they came down into the crowd. Applause erupted as the Masters of the house waved Their greeting to Their acquaintances. The party then began as the house slaves made their way to the floor, opening the corridors that lead to the grand sitting room, dining room and banquet hall. Appetizers and champagne flowed through the crowd on skilled hands holding ornate trays. Soft music in the background had the atmosphere swelling with pleasantries and small talk.

As they made their way from guest to guest, Declan's heart pounded as he performed what he could only believe was a dance with his Mistress. Ever leaving slack in the leash, he never missed a step. Always on Her right-hand side, one step back. Always stopping exactly when She did, kneeling when appropriate, always turning with grace and keeping pace flawlessly. He was connected to Her, flowing as though he was a very part of Her own body.

The party remained formal, one might even say slightly stiff for the first while, until a glass of libation had been had by all. Slowly the atmosphere eased, and the chatter became louder and laughs could be heard.

Nix excused himself for a moment to go speak with the owners of some slave friends He had made at past events, while Dani attempted to get Herself and Declan away from the major crowd and into the formal sitting room. Upon arrival, they were both relieved to find it sparsely populated. Dani set the empty glass She had been carrying on a table and sat near the fire to regain some social energy. She gently patted Declan's cheek as he knelt beside Her. "Good boy. You make me so proud."

She barely finished Her sentence before a new commotion spilled into the sitting room. Declan hunched his shoulders defensively as Dani twirled to see what the scene was about, but She deflated and sighed when Her eyes caught sight. The 'commotion' was none other than big time defense lawyer Hunter Elffire. His reputation and ego were as well-known as his skills in court, and his charisma was not something to be taken lightly. He had a tongue of silver and could wrap a room around his finger in minutes, and had previously managed to convince Danica that he was worth Her time, once. This was going to be an exhausting evening.

Hunter was surrounded by an entourage of young women and men, some seemingly friends and acquaintances, and others simply tagging along to see what kind of attention they could get from him. It was clear to anyone that he was the center of his own universe, and somehow, everyone seemed to be okay with that.

Dani stood as the entourage began to crowd the room, and when Hunter's eyes landed on Hers, his hand swooped through the air in a silencing motion and the cacophony of voices and laughter around him dimmed to whispers and a low hum of curiosity. His brilliant smile increased, if that were possible, and motioning the others to stay put, he swaggered over. "Danica!" he declared, arms wide in welcome. The theatrics... She attempted to withhold an eye roll, semi successfully.

"Hunter." She said pleasantly, offering a polite embrace and cheek kiss. "You're looking, very, in your element this evening." She said with a bemused smirk. He returned the smirk knowingly.

"And you look like you're attempting to keep it from being yours." He said in a low tone, the grin never leaving his face.

"You know me, I prefer to keep the spotlight where it belongs."

"If only you meant on me." He said, a dark glimmer showing briefly in his eyes.

"I don't know if that's where it belongs, but I can't deny you're excellent at stealing it for yourself." She said light, but defiantly. He snorted slightly.

"It's not stolen, if no one else claims it." He scoffed, moving further into Her space. She steeled, not willing to give him the satisfaction of thinking he affected Her. "I can't help it if I sometimes need to begrudgingly accept the role when its... thrust upon me." His last words were said in a whisper, his face now inches from Her. It was Her turn to snort indignantly.

"Oh, what a burden you bear, Mr. Elffire." She said, taking a step back and glancing down to see Declan tensely still kneeling at Her feet.

Hunter's gaze followed Hers and landed on Her pet. "Ah yes, the oh so revered Diamond Prince." He said, stepping around Dani. "So this is where your spotlight has been aimed these days." He said, quickly taking Declan by the jaw and turning his face up to meet his eyes. Dani stiffened at the bold, and rather impolite gesture by Her obnoxious guest- watching carefully.

"Tell me, little prince, do you bathe in the spotlight? Love to drink in all that attention and fame?" he asked, silver eyes boring deep into the green below. Declan held the gaze firm, though something about a stranger's hands on him like this made him want to squirm. No connection as expected, and it made him feel even more vulnerable.

"If it pleases my Lady, Sir." He said with more confidence than he felt.

The corner of Hunter's mouth quirked, in what could only be amusement. "You must really think you're something..." he said leaning in closer, his next words only for Declan's ears as the boy attempted to shrink back, only to have the fingers dig into his skin painfully. His voice lowered to a growl. "But you will never be anything but a disposable whore, I can't wait to see what she does with you when she gets her next model." He released the boy's face and stood again, turning to Dani. Declan whimpered and scrambled as far back as he could without pulling on his leash.

"And what, dare I ask, happened to your last model of pet?" he asked, again leaning into Her. "I do recall you had a different one on our last... encounter." His voice dripped with poisonous lust -- the kind of venom that calls to you even though it has the warning label clear as day. For the slightest of moments, Dani lost Herself in that toxin and allowed it to penetrate Her defenses, and She watched the grin crawl on his face as the seconds ticked by without Her response.

"He's right here." Phoenix's voice cut through the thick air in the room and Dani released a breath She didn't know She had been holding. She took a step back, Declan's face brightening in relief as he moved with Her, protectively inserting himself in the space between Her and Hunter. Dani's eyes met Nix's and He gave Her a reassuring smile. Hunter spun on his heel, recomposing himself, from viper to dashing lawyer once again.

"Phoenix!" he called out in his usual condescending manner. "Well, you're much taller, and much more dressed than the last time I saw you." Phoenix smirked.

"Well, that would be because you enjoyed standing above me, as you do everyone." He closed the distance between them with a swagger to match Hunter's own. "But it appears that this time, you'll need a step ladder to do that."

Nix was now toe to toe with Hunter and looming from several centimeters above him.

"You little fuckin' whore..." Nix cut hunter off with His most brilliant grin.

"That's Mister Emerald, thank you. And if anyone is little here, it's not me." The grin never faltering, His eyes darkened, and He reached around the man with a long arm to hand Dani a glass of champagne.

It was Dani who cut the tension this time. "Thank you, Mr. Emerald. Would you be so kind as to escort me to the front hall, I'm sure there are new guests for us to greet." She said neutrally, stepping into view of both men. The look on Hunter's face nearly made Her break character.

"With pleasure, my dear." Phoenix said, still towering over Hunter, His eyes glued to him for another moment, that underlying sinister glint boring into the man below Him, before He turned on His heel to take Dani's arm. Suddenly, Hunter went from cool, collected façade to cackling class clown, his true colors breaking through.

"Oh Dani..." he said between laughs. "That is so like you." Another laughing fit. "Always thinking with your heart instead of your head, adopting strays, trying to make the world see you as anything more than the naive little girl." the only response Nix gave to the dig, was to suddenly take Dani firmly in His arms, disregarding the startled yelp from Declan as He was forced to stop short to keep from crashing into them both.

He gazed into Her eyes, and with a smile, kissed Her languidly -- a lingering, slow motion that He poured every ounce of the strength She had given Him, back into Her. She gave Him the tiniest of moans, for His ears only, and a breathless smile as they pulled apart. Declan couldn't help the smirk forming on his lips and was the only one of the three to chance a glance backwards before they continued on, and it was worth it.

"I hate that dick." Nix said as they entered the hall. Dani sighed in agreement, but there was just a small piece of her that remembered the gentle, vulnerable person he had shown her on their last encounter. He may have manipulated her, but there was still truth behind the stories he had told her. He had been kind and sweet and gallant, and lets face it, no matter how much you try to deny it, the man is hot. Too hot for his own good. She'd let him take her on a ride, and she'd enjoyed it, for what it was.

He wasn't wrong, in a way. She knew she was naïve. She tended to try to see the good in everyone and often forgot that free people did not hold the same emotional purity as her beloved slave-kind. She did take in strays, almost literally with her rescue, but he was wrong about one thing. She did not do that to make anyone think anything. She did that so she could live with herself as a Kaftherian being. But it didn't change the rest of it.

She'd managed to fool most of the society surrounding her that she was confident and strong and a force to be reckoned with, but in truth, she only felt that way because of the infinite support she received from her chosen family. She felt a thousand times stronger now that Nix was at her side, and Declan gave her a sense of responsibility and clarity she desperately wanted.

Phoenix led the way through the crowded halls to the front entranceway where they, almost literally, ran into Edina Calada. Dani and Edina embraced gracefully, making small talk as Her boy smiled from behind Her. "Come, let's move somewhere less crowded." Dani suggested, taking Edina's arm and leading her off to the side. Once out of the thrall of the crowd, Edina turned to Phoenix with a sultry smile and greeted him.

"Why Phoenix, no collar I see?" she asked with intrigue.

"No Ma'am." He said with a grin. "The Lady here thought I was wasted on slavery and saw fit to promote me to partner." He bragged, giving Dani a kiss on the cheek.

"Congratulations are in order then." She said with a smile, but the slightest bit of discontent. Her attention then turned to the now kneeling Declan and her smile broadened. "But I see our young stud has taken to his place vigorously!" she exclaimed, gesturing in a way that could only mean can I touch? Dani nodded in response to the unspoken question and Declan leaned into Edina's gentle hands. He willed joy into her. She caressed his face and hair, and he gazed up at her with fondness.

"Yes, he is the pride of this house, and proves every day that he belongs on the throne of slaves." Danica preened. Edina stiffened for a moment, and asked,

"You're not planning on letting him off the leash too, are you?" Declan stiffened, worried eyes darting to Mistress.

"No! no. Gods be praised, no. This boy was made for my bed, and there he shall stay." She said with pride. Declan visibly relaxed, once more leaning into Edina's touch. Edina smiled and also looked relieved.

"I'm sure the world is a better place for it." She said, gently booping Declan's nose. It was his turn to preen.

"I confess, I made the trip here for more than the grand opening of your illustrious shop." Edina said later that evening. The pair had stayed together through much of the greetings, and it had made a good impression.

"Oh? Is that so? A nefarious agenda have you?" Dani said, her inhibitions gently loosened by the alcohol and friendship.

"I wouldn't say nefarious, I would say, inspired." She replied with a grin.

"Oh? Do tell?" Dani said, leaning casually on a table, swirling her drink.

"well, I've convinced my husband to let me have a slave of my own. He doesn't care, he has the house girls and I'm sure, various sluts around the city he visits. I want someone to play with too." She said with a sigh.

"Well, that's a very enlightened mindset, my dear."

"Thank you. But I have you to thank for it." She touched her fingers gently to the back of Dani's hand. "And I have a business proposal, but also, a personal one." She said with a sultry lilt. Her eyes averted and Dani immediately picked up the hint. Their eyes locked.

"Edina, are you, trying to seduce me?" Dani asked in a faux-shocked tone.

"Yes she is." Nix purred, His hands running down Dani's arms. "Would you like for the boys to give you girls some privacy?" Nix asked, gently relieving Dani's wrist of Declan's leash.

The two women met eyes and gazed for a moment, before Dani nodded, ever so slightly. "Privacy it is. I'd suggest the Master bedroom, we won't join you until much later." Nix said, giving a dramatic wave and Declan taking his place at Master's right hand.

Nix took control of the party like He belonged there, greeting, gossiping, and redirecting questions. The lady is indisposed at the moment, She will be back shortly. Lady Accarin is tending to an urgent matter with Her charity, I'm sure She won't be long. Ms. Accarin had an urgent business call from overseas, I'm sure She will be along. Phoenix didn't miss a beat. All the while, the guests continued to fawn over the known Prince of Diamonds, and Phoenix always kept them respectful and only allowing gentle touches with permission. Of course the boy soaked in the praise, but He didn't want him overwhelmed.

The party began to dwindle as guests took to their rooms, passed out in the common areas, or made their way home. Nix had the slaves make sure any guest who didn't make it to a bed was made comfortable, pulling out the cots, blankets and pillows as necessary. Slaves were also ordered to take shifts, making sure that all guests were hydrated and led to bathrooms as necessary, and of course, sexually satisfied.

Nix and Declan made their way up to their home, unsure of the state of the Master bedroom. They carefully entered, to find Mistress and Ms. Calada naked and tangled, tongues locked together. Edina paused briefly upon seeing the boys, but Danica quickly used Her hands to turn Her lover's face back to Her. They broke for a moment. "Don't worry about them, that's my Man and my slave, you are most welcome here." She said with a nip to the woman's lip. After a pause, they resumed their actions. Phoenix helped Declan out of his outfit, groping him gently throughout, teasing His always ready boy.

"Go, offer yourself to the ladies. Serve them." Nix said, taking a seat in an armchair.

Declan crawled up to the bed, eyes low, body submitted. "Mistress, If I can serve You or Your guest in any way, please use me." He said confidently.

"Boy, get up here and fuck me!" Edina's voice sounded out loudly. Declan scrambled up quickly, positioning himself behind her while she planted her face in his Mistress's cunt, he gently inserted himself, and began to thrust. His Mistress's moans and the grunts of the lady he was inside were intoxicating.

He thrust at a steady pace, trying not to upset the rhythm. After a time, Mistress cried out, Her orgasm taking Her. As she fell slack, Edina turned her head to face Declan, and growled, "Boy I said fuck me." he squeaked in fear at her commanding tone and pounded into her with everything he had. She moaned and gasped, and finally came. He stuttered inside her throbbing walls, whimpering at the loss of his own satisfaction.

He finally pulled away, and knelt, his breath ragged. The two women cuddled together, and Phoenix called Declan to him. He scooped him up into His lap and began stroking him. Declan moaned appreciatively.

"Cum for me, my pretty whore." He whispered in the boy's ear. And he did, coating Nix's hand with a submissive whimper. Nix brought his hand to Declan's mouth and the boy enthusiastically cleaned his mess with his tongue. "You are such a good boy." He said, drawing the boy to His chest and holding him. Declan nuzzled into his Master and accepted the praise, content.

Chapter 20 -- The mutual agreement

Content warning: strong language, mentions of sexual non-consent/reluctance/assault, PTSD/anxiety, graphic sexual content, mentions of violence

Danica woke, with a slight headache, to the warmth of a less known body. She opened her eyes to see Edina sprawled out on her bed. For a moment, Dani internally panicked about multiple different things. Was Edina ok with this affair? Had she been too drunk? Where were her boys? How would this affect business in the future? What were the consequences of this? But after a moment, her eyes focused, and just beyond the horizon of the bed, was a kneeling Declan, offering himself.

Just beyond that sight was a relaxed Nix, lounging in a chair sipping some kind of coffee. "Good night, ladies?" Nix inquired with playful malice. Dani immediately threw Her pillow in His direction. Nix ducked and it missed, but His apologetic smile placated Her. "I brought coffee." He offered cheekily, gesturing to the tray of assorted morning beverages. Dani made a kissy-face at Declan, and with a wide grin he grabbed what he thought would appease his Mistress and brought it to Her. Dani took a sip and half-heartedly glared at Nix.

"See? Good boys know." She said, pulling Declan to Her for a kiss. Declan glowed with pride.

"Always, for You Mistress." He whispered, leaning into Her touches. Nix rolled His eyes.

"I knew spoiling him would ruin things." He said, sticking His tongue out at Declan. Declan couldn't help but grin. Suddenly, the guest body stirred, startled by the commotion.

Declan bowed, putting himself in his most reverent pose in apology, Nix averted His eyes for fear of exposed body parts, and after a tense moment, Dani's voice rang through. "How do you like your coffee?" and all relaxed.

"You, don't happen to have a latte, do you?" she asked gently, and Declan leapt from the bed and retrieved the latte she had asked for, and given Edina's last visit, followed by a glass of whiskey. He knelt next to her, holding both out. The woman squeaked in the most undignified manner, but took both and remarked, "That boy, I couldn't live without." All laughed.

The morning was slow, the ladies took time to wake, given they had indulged more spirits since they retired to the bedroom, but the boys took care of them. They bathed and dressed them, preparing them for their day. Declan took care of Ms. Edina, and the woman was ever so grateful. She adored his gentle touch and attentive nature, and was respectful and appreciative of his every move. He willed every bit of soothing and healing energy into her to ease her hangover.

As they rejoined to continue their day, the business nature of the situation emerged. "Dani, I told you I came with a business proposition."

"Yes, I remember."

"Well, its actually more of a charitable situation."

"Oh?"

"Yes, I need something from you, and in return, I'd be happy to donate a significant fund to your rescue." Edina said with a gentle smile.

"I appreciate the offer, what is it you need?"

"I..." she hesitated. "I... want a slave. I want you to help me find, buy, and train one" she said with only the smallest flash of shame. "I understand that you choose your trained slaves personally, and I know it is no small undertaking. But I want to learn how you create such a bond, how you found this beautiful life." She said with reverence, even acknowledging the boys briefly. Dani softened.

"Edina, of course I will help you. You have the potential to be a great Mistress. You just need to recognize potential, encourage growth, and forgive mistakes. Obviously, punishment for infractions, but only if it will help the process. I can show you." Dani said with brightness.

That day, Dani took Declan in hand and on leash, and demonstrated how a slave should behave at the hand of his Mistress. He refused orders from anyone but Her, and moved fluidly with Her. He even refused Nix's requests while on leash with Mistress, much to Nix's approval. Nix was so proud that the boy had grown, learning that He answers only to the true Master of him in the moment. Mistress then took Edina to the rescue to introduce her to several possible candidates. They interviewed many, and each was transfixed by Declan. There were a few that Mistress felt safe to let Declan speak to alone.

"Hey, it's ok, I'm not going to hurt you. It's just you and me." Declan said, cowering in submission, trying to be as non-threatening as possible to the new foster. The boy cowered. "Hey, it's safe." Declan waited patiently, waiting for the boy to look at him. Finally he did, and Declan gave him a small smile, and pointed to his collar. The boy seemed to relax slightly, and Declan reached out, offering connection. The boy looked at the outstretched hand and swallowed, slowly creeping forward.

He touched and the connections crashed. The boy's anxiety met head on with Declan's warm calm, and the two quarreled and mixed. After a time, Declan's power overran the boy's system and the kid visibly relaxed. "There it is... good boy." Declan cooed. "Safe. You're okay." The boy retracted his hand and looked into Declan's eyes.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"My name is Declan. I am a sex slave." He said casually. The boy quirked his head and shuffled ever so slightly towards him. "Who are you?"

"Startan." He said quietly. "Domestic."

"come here." Declan said gently, holding his arms open. After a few moments, Startan shuffled over, and when their skin made contact, the boy breathed a sigh of relief, hugging tight, drinking in the serenity that was Declan. "Shh, easy. I've got you. You're safe." He chanted, remembering the feelings of dread when he woke here. After some time, the boy straightened up, his batteries recharged, and they were able to talk.

"Talk to me Startan, tell me how you ended up here." Declan asked gently, prepared for whatever horror the boy had seen. The boy hesitated, but eventually spoke.

"I was sold to a place, I don't really understand. I'm a domestic, I didn't know what it was. But they, they chained many of us up, and..." he swallowed heavily, and Declan reached out and touched his hand, willing calm into the boy. "They, just, let people in. it was a big room, and we were all chained, and they came in and fucked us. They just, took anyone, just.." the boy trailed off and Declan absorbed his pain and humiliation, taking it into himself, giving back calm.

"It's okay. You're ok." Declan said, running his hands all over the boy's arm. The boy sniffled.

"The... the one beside me..." he stuttered out. Declan felt the horror and fear, and he already knew. "They, hey fucked her, in every hole, so hard, and they hit her, and when they left... she..." Declan grabbed the boy and held him, wrapping him in his arms and doing anything he could to wash away his pain and fear, just as much for himself as the boy.

Declan found out more over time, that the boy was young, less than twenty, sold in a poor area to a poor couple who ran into hard times and sold him in quick sale. He had no experience, no direction, but a strong heart.

After a few hours, Nix came to collect Declan, and the boy quivered at being alone again. Declan relayed his findings to his Master. Brief discussions concluded that Startan was the one. Startan was brought to the sitting room of the manor, where he was met with the faces of Declan, Dani, Nix, and Edina. The boy trembled, confused and scared. Dani spoke.

"Startan, is it?" She asked, moving forward and standing in front of him.

"Yes Ma'am." He replied meekly.

"My name is Danica Accarin of Diamond manor, rescue and industries. You've already met my slave, Declan Diamond Prince." She said neutrally. The boy's eyes widened but nodded. "Do you wish to improve your service, and find a home at the side of a Mistress or Master?" the boy nodded, and Dani reached out slowly and laid her hand on his cheek. "It's alright sweetie. How long were you with your last Master?" she asked gently.

"O... o... only a few weeks, ma'am." He stuttered out. "They... they were nice... but... they were busy... and didn't have much time to... to train me." He swallowed hard, trying to keep himself together. "I... I did what I could for them... with what I had learned at... at the... the..." He looked like he was going to break down.

"Shh, easy." Dani Cooed and pulled him to her, petting him soothingly as he shuddered and attempted to get himself together. "Its okay. Yes, you learned some things at the facility you were raised at, I'm sure. But it certainly helps to have direction when you're first starting out. Don't worry, we will help you with that." She said, stepping back from him and smiling. His shaking had subsided.

She motioned to Edina, who stood and came to join Her in front of the boy. "Startan, this is Edina Calada, and if everything works out, she will be your new Mistress." Edina looked heartbroken.

"Oh you poor little thing." She said as Dani stepped out of the way and Edina replaced her, and the boy's shaking resumed. "It's alright. You'll be okay." Her hands replaced Dani's and she did what she could to comfort him.

"He will be perfect. Gentle temperament, you'll be able to train him the way you want, and he'll last you a long time." Dani beamed. She had every confidence that they could help the boy gain confidence in his work. "Startan, Declan will show you how to be a good service slave over the next few weeks." The boy nodded.

The room dissipated until all that was left was Declan and Startan.

Startan quickly bowed to Declan, shaking and breathing heavily. Declan gently laid a hand on the boys back, willing his calm into him once again. The boy stilled. "It's ok boy, you are safe." He said with warmth.

After some time, Startan and Declan walked through the manor, Declan introducing him to his life. After a while, Declan turned to his protégé, and asked, "What experience do you have with sex?" the boy stilled, and slowly answered.

"None, Sir. I.. I was trained to clean and cook, I... I mean, you know, they taught us theory, but, the first time I actually, saw it was..." the boys eyes welled. Declan wrapped his arms around him and washed his pain away with his overwhelming calm. After a moment the boy was composed again.

"Sex is not bad." Declan said with a smile, gazing into the boy's eyes. "The people that took her life were bad." He said with a surge of sympathy into him. The boy nodded. "I've learned that there are all kinds of masters in this world, and not all of them should be allowed to own slaves." They continued the tour, and ended in the basement.

They entered the common room, and the room stilled and all ran for him. Declan raised his hands, stilling them. "Sweet family of mine- today is not about me. This is Startan, and he is new, and scared, and has never felt care. Please take care of him tonight." He said with a gentle smile. Declan watched as they did exactly the same for Startan that they did for him on his first night. He stuck around for a little while, hearing the stories he'd missed since his last visit and exchanging energy. Once he was sure the boy was comfortable enough in safe hands, he made his way back up to where he belonged.

The next morning, Declan crept down to the basement searching for his guest. He found him under a pile of bodies near the fireplace. He shooed the others off and helped the boy to his feet. "Did you learn anything?" Declan asked with a smile.

"Yes sir. Yes. I, I didn't know..." The boy choked out.

"Yes, I know." Declan said gently. "Now you know what being a sex slave means, at least in theory." The boy nodded, his features defensive. Declan softened. "Hey, nothing bad happened, did it?" he asked, suddenly worried that his harem had been too much for the poor boy.

"No sir." The boy answered immediately. "All of it was wonderful, but I was so overwhelmed, I felt that I gave nothing back. I don't know how to make someone else feel that way." He said with shimmering eyes. Declan smiled brightly.

"That is exactly what I wanted. You needed to know what you could do to others. I can teach you that." Declan beamed. The boy brightened.

After teaching the boy the basics of the house, and having dinner, Declan took him aside and decided it was time for him to learn his most favorite skill.

"Startan, there is no skill more treasured than that of pleasuring a woman." He said. The boy gulped, intimidated at the idea. "Don't be worried, women are much simpler than you think; they want attention, and a steady rhythm." He said with confidence.

He called to the hallway, and his dear friend Annie appeared, fully nude. Startan averted his eyes. Annie giggled, leaning into Declan and whispering. Declan shushed her, and commanded she lay back, her legs spread. She did. He encouraged Startan to lick her. Declan carefully directed him, demonstrating, and shushing Annie as she protested at the start-and-stop nature of the lesson. He whispered into her ear the rewards she would receive if she was good, and she quieted.

Annie finally began to quake, coming with a cry. Declan praised the boy, telling him how well he did. Annie smiled and after a few moments, stood and turned to leave, but Declan grabbed her arm, spinning her to face him and her breath hitched. Declan turned to look at his protégé,"This is how you earn your place in the highest of society." He said with a snarl. Annie melted, submitting to her prince immediately.

He touched, licked, kissed every part of her, He willed every bit of his lust and joy into her, and she responded with enthusiasm. She offered herself, begging to be fucked. He gave it to her, his cock and mouth and hands never disappointing. She was lost to him, entangled in everything that made him the legend he was, her noises echoed through the room. When he'd given her two more shattering orgasms, he took his own, and with a kiss and thanks, he let her recover on the sofa.

He turned his attention back to the boy, and couldn't help his grin at the awestruck face.

"Is she... ok?" he asked quietly. At that Declan laughed.

"You tell me. Go connect with her and find out." He said, sultry as ever. The boy slowly crept over. Having heard the conversation, Annie offered her hand to him lazily. He watched the boy's eyes close, and goosebumps erupted over his body. He snatched his hand back and the girl giggled.

Declan spent three weeks with the boy, teaching him everything he had learned about serving. The boy slowly came out of his shell and developed a lovely, confident personality under the care of the manor. Edina came then and collected him gratefully. Declan and Dani were satisfied, confident he would find himself in a good home.