Tyler nodded, removing his clothes.

Bryce's chest began to heave, his breathing hard and laboured. His entire body throbbed with a heat he'd never felt before, its intensity was driving him insane. He felt hands touching him again, lips moving over his body, a s.e.x delving deep inside of him. "Yes, yes," he cried out as he felt a hard c.o.c.k move in and out of him with a force that made his teeth rattle, "harder, more, more...don't stop. Don't." He didn't know who it was. He didn't care.

Tyler came inside of him, clutching his body tight in his arms. He lowered his lips to his shoulder, concealing the kiss he gave him from Ethan.

Ethan was clapping. "Quite a performance."

Tyler tried to hold back tears. He'd had such a powerful o.r.g.a.s.m. It had ripped through his body like a tornado. He moved his hand over Bryce's hard body. His s.e.x was still like rock. He moaned again. This was inhumane.

Tyler looked at Ethan. "How long does this last?"

"Days, weeks," he shrugged.

"Can he c.u.m?"

Ethan laughed, then shook his head. "That's the fun of it."

Then suddenly a voice from behind them said, "How dare you bring him in here, Ethan?"

They both turned around to see a naked man standing there. Ethan smiled. "Tyler, this is Captain Smart, my a.s.sociate."

"Why is your prisoner in my room?" he demanded.

"He has decided to join us," Ethan told him. "I wanted him to let the Commander here know that he would never be his."

"By letting him f.u.c.k him?" he seethed.

"Yes, I thought that..."

"You're a fool, Ethan," he snapped, walking over to Tyler. "Now you listen to me, little boy, this man here is mine, until I choose to get rid of him. Keep your hands off of him."

Tyler sucked in some breath. "I was just following orders, Captain."

Smart looked over at the Commander, and licked his lips. He walked over to him. "Let me show you how I use him," he whispered, running his hands greedily over his chest. "Get the toys on the bed," he demanded.

Ethan looked at Tyler, who slowly walked over to the bed. He picked up two clamps and something which looked like a roll of masking tape. He studied them for a minute.

"Bring them," he demanded, slapping at Bryce's c.o.c.k brutally.

Bryce moaned loudly, his body convulsing some.

Tyler handed him the clamps and the roll.

Smart opened the clamps and attached them on his nipples, pulling on them brutally.

Tyler watched as Bryce let out some air, his head falling back again. Tyler wondered how much he was really aware of. Did he realise that the three of them stood around him now? Did he feel the Captain attach the tape on his c.o.c.k, across his mouth, then move around behind him and run a length of it over the opening between his b.u.t.tocks?

The Captain laughed with glee now, moving back to the bed.

"What is that stuff?" Tyler asked breathlessly, his gaze resting on the nipple clamps. They were s.e.xy as h.e.l.l, especially on that gorgeous chest.

Smart returned now, a little plastic object in his hand.

Ethan grinned at Tyler. "The tape transforms itself into anything you want it to."

"Um," the Captain laughed. "Watch. I press this b.u.t.ton and the tape will change shape. It will form itself into a c.o.c.k in his mouth. And this one, below, on his beautiful p.e.n.i.s and b.a.l.l.s, it will form a vice, squeezing and fondling. And the tape on his a.s.s, it will go inside of him and become as huge as I want it to, impaling and f.u.c.king him for hours."

Tyler gasped as he watched Bryce's jaw move, forming over something invading his mouth. Then he saw his hips began to undulate. He groaned as his c.o.c.k was caught in a vice-like grip. Then stimulating fingers crawled up inside of him, teasing, inserting delicious pressure...then it grew, expanded and expanded some more. He let out a cry; his hips jutted forward, his body poised at a most provocative angle.

Tyler's c.o.c.k stiffened. So did Ethan's. The Captain pinched his own nipples, and then moved over to where Bryce squirmed and moaned with incomparable l.u.s.t. The Captain pulled on the nipple clamps, rubbing his throbbing c.o.c.k against Donovan's straining member. "What do you want, baby?" he moaned against his body, running his hands over his chest, pulling on the clamps.

"Please, please," Bryce begged.

Smart laughed as Tyler could only stand there, his entire body aching to touch him.

Reaching down, Smart released Bryce's legs, then reached up and undid his wrists cuffs. He fell to the floor, his body in spasms. Spreading his legs over him, he knelt down over his mouth, covering his face. "You know what to do," he moaned. "If you want to be inside me, suck my c.o.c.k."

Tyler turned away as the act unfolded. Bryce was crying out with pure ecstasy as he took Smart's erection into his mouth. Then Smart moved down over him, playing unmercifully with the Commander's hard throbbing c.o.c.k. He reached over and pressed b.u.t.tons on the little box again. A piercing o.r.g.a.s.m rushed through Bryce's body as the pressure expanded up inside of him. His c.o.c.k oozed with c.u.m but it remained as hard as granite. Smart pulled the clamps off his nipples and leaned down to suck them. "Play with them," he grabbed Bryce's hands and placed them on his own nipples. Bryce fondled them brutally, pulling on his nipples, then raising his head to suckle them.

Tyler couldn't breath. Ethan came closer to him. He reached over and sunk his hand into his pants. He began to stroke him. Tyler moaned at the contact. The Captain pushed Bryce's hands away now. "What do you want?" he asked him softly.

"Ride me," he begged. "Let me put it inside of you, please."

Tyler's eyes opened. He looked at him. He imagined he was sitting on Bryce right now.

"Not yet," Smart laughed. Rising up, he pushed him over onto his stomach.

When Tyler saw that beautiful a.s.s come into view, it took everything he had not to go over there and ravish him.

The Captain pulled him up on his knees. "See, Bryce, I told you I'd have you on your knees," he murmured.

"Look at that a.s.s, boys," he moved aside to display it.

Ethan and Tyler looked at each other.

"I want it," Tyler whispered. He couldn't help it. The stimulation, along with the ID he had smoked, had pushed him over the edge.

Ethan smiled. "On one condition, I get to f.u.c.k you at the same time."

Tyler nodded, licking his lips.

The Captain moved aside. He played with the b.u.t.tons on the plastic box. Bryce went into spasms again.

Ethan watched Tyler get down on his knees. He yanked Bryce up by his long black silky hair. Holding him tight around the waist, he plunged into him, squeezing his s.e.x at the same time.

"No," the Captain protested as Ethan reached over to play with his nipples. "Don't touch his c.o.c.k. I'll let you use him, but don't give him any release." He laughed, pressing the controls again.

Tyler felt Bryce buck under him, his head going back. Tyler f.u.c.ked him hard, burying his face in his soft silky hair. He knew he wasn't releasing him from his torment. Perhaps he was even making it worse but the effects of the ID took him beyond caring. Then he felt Ethan behind him. He plunged into him as Tyler continued to go in and out of Bryce, adjusting to Tyler's pace. The feeling of Ethan going in and out of him at the same time as he plunged himself in and out of Bryce was putting him into a state of ecstasy. He cried out as he felt himself exploding with a ferocious intensity.

The Captain moved around to the front of Bryce. He attacked his nipples without mercy then pressed his c.o.c.k into his face. "Lick it nice, little boy," he whispered, touching his hair.

Tyler glared at him. He didn't like the way he touched him.

"G.o.d," Bryce finally cried out. "My c.o.c.k aches so much. Give me some relief, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d." He began to struggle as Tyler came inside of him.

Ethan and Tyler fell backward as Bryce struggled to his feet and reached for Smart's throat. Smart called for help. Bryce was like a man gone wild.

Instantly, several men ran in. They grabbed Bryce, and with great difficulty, they once again suspended him from the shackles.

The Captain was laughing now. He picked herself off the floor and came around to stand in front of Bryce.

Lazily he flicked his c.o.c.k back and forth with his hand.

Bryce moaned with agony, twisting away from him.

Ethan and Tyler got up off the floor. Tyler's head began to spin. Voices whispered in his ears. Tyler...Tyler.

He is your eternal love. He has come home. His destiny is here.

Tyler blinked, rubbing his eyes as the Captain picked the clamps off the floor and secured them to Bryce's nipples again. Then he walked over to the bed and returned with what looked like a bra.s.s ring. Without touching Bryce's c.o.c.k too much, he slipped the ring up over the shaft, causing it to stand up almost straight in the air.

Again, Bryce moaned. Tyler licked his lips, trying to contain his desire. He turned away. He is home...home.

He walked to the door. Ethan followed. Just as he opened it, he heard the Captain laugh with a crazy laugh.

He was playing with the controls on the little box again. "Ten inches now, love. Can you take twelve?"

Hearing Bryce cry out again was too much. Tyler practically ran down the corridor.

Ethan was beside him. "It's hot, isn't it?"

Tyler let out some air.

"Do you mind if I take him later?" Ethan asked.

Yes, I mind, G.o.dd.a.m.n it. "When will that stuff wear off, Ethan?" There was only so much a man could take.

"Has yours worn off yet?" Ethan smirked.

"No," Tyler replied.

"Well intensify it one hundred times," he giggled.

Tyler opened his mouth to speak but Ethan beat him to it. "Don't worry. He'll still be in the same condition later on. So, I can have him?"

What in h.e.l.l was he supposed to say? "He's there to be used for anyone's pleasure."

"Including yours, so I noticed," Ethan murmured, grinning.

"It's that ID you had me smoke," Tyler said briskly. "And I can't help but find his l.u.s.t intoxicating. He does have a delicious body, and tied like that...well..." Tyler breathed. "Can we take him together?" If Ethan was going to use Bryce's body, he sure as h.e.l.l was going to be with him when he did.

"Alright," Ethan said, his eyes glittering. "The vampires have a place we can take him."

Tyler raised an eyebrow.

"There is a special table with openings for certain orifices," he smiled. "We can play with his body at our leisure. Would you like that?"

Oh G.o.d yes, he thought. He never imagined that being in the dominant position would excite him so much, but with Bryce, well; he had never felt such l.u.s.t. He was as if it would explode inside of him. "When?" he asked. "Now?"

Ethan laughed. "That ID really did its work. Not yet. When the Captain finishes using him tonight, I'll have him brought to us. Then we'll show the Captain the meaning of bondage."

Tyler was left alone for awhile. When the ID started to wear off, he realised that he was going to have to come up with some plan to get them out of here alive. He knew that once the Captain was through with Bryce, he would kill him; if that drug they had given him didn't kill him first. And even if he could get Bryce out of here, there were the ...vampires to think about.

Tyler shivered. Vampires. He had fantasized about them but he never really believed that they existed. But what about the dreams...the glowing eyes, the fangs? And the voices.

Tyler closed his eyes. The voices came to him again, closing in. It won't be long now...it won't be long.

THE EPITOMY OF l.u.s.t

Bryce was hardly aware of being unchained. He didn't realise he was in a different place until he felt himself being laid stomach down on this cold table, his ankles and wrists secured. He tried to gather enough strength to rise off the table but the straps kept him tightly in place.

Tyler followed Ethan to this room, deep in the bowels of the building. It was dark and creepy. Tyler didn't like it at all. He could have sworn that something moved in the shadows.

"The vampires used to hold secret ceremonies down here," Ethan was saying, seeming to be unaffected. Tyler shivered as they walked into the room.

There was a large table in the middle of the room, suspended at least six feet from the floor. Three stone steps lead up to the table. Tyler walked underneath it and looked up. There were two wide openings in the table, one which exposed Bryce's fine stiff c.o.c.k and t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es, the other which displayed his nipples, again tightly clamped. Tyler reached up and ran his hand over the still c.o.c.k.

Bryce stirred some.

Ethan came underneath with him. He turned Tyler around to him and quickly removed his shirt. He threw it on the floor. Lowering his mouth to his chest, he began to tongue his nipples. Tyler's gaze rose upward to caress Bryce's s.e.x. I love you, his mind screamed. I won't let them hurt you.