Dark Desire
Chapter 18
Luis
smiled at Zander then shook his head. "Elizabeth stays."
"Why?"
Zander heard the desperation in his voice. "I'm back to stay. I wanted to
come home. You don't need Elizabeth." He knew that it was Alcazar's
intention to use her to control him. And it would work. They both knew that.
"She
stays." As Luis spoke, he moved to Zander and let his fingers curl in the
boy's long hair. "I missed you," he whispered, then he leaned in for
a kiss.
Zander
kissed Alcazar back, knowing that it was expected of him. Knowing that Alcazar
was putting on a show for Elizabeth and, at the same time, he was testing
Zander. So he let Alcazar's tongue invade his mouth. He let himself be pushed
back up against the wall. He stiffened when Alcazar ripped his shirt open but
he didn't protest.
Elizabeth, however, did. Loudly. "Leave him alone you bastard!" she
screamed. "Don't touch him!"
"Hold
her!" Luis snarled to his guard, turning away from Zander. He went to his
desk and removed a silk scarf, which he used to gag Elizabeth. Then he kissed
her cheek. "Watch and learn," he whispered to her, then he went back
to Zander.
"Please
don't hurt her," Zander pleaded, as he watched Elizabeth struggling in
the guard's hold.
Luis
nipped at Zander's ear. "That's up to you. Behave yourself and nothing
will happen to Elizabeth." His hands worked at Zander's jeans, opening
them and freeing the boy's cock.
Zander felt shame wash over him, knowing that Elizabeth was watching.
"Can we go upstairs, please?" he begged.
"We
will...later," Luis allowed. He had been stroking Zander's cock to
hardness, now he fell to his knees and sucked the throbbing shaft into his
mouth.
"God..."
Zander hissed, as Alcazar expertly brought him off. Then lips were on his and
Zander could taste himself. But he knew that the show wasn't over.
Luis
stepped back and studied Zander. "Undress for me," he ordered.
Zander
wanted to protest, but he was afraid of what Alcazar would do to Elizabeth, so
he shucked his clothes, standing naked and shivering in front of Alcazar. But
he trusted the man not to hurt him. It was just a matter of passing this test,
then everything would be okay.
"Jack!"
Luis bellowed. When the bodyguard arrived, Luis turned to Zander. "I want
you to give Jack a blow job."
"Mr.
Alcazar, please," Zander begged. He didn't want to do this in front of
Elizabeth. "I'll do anything you want, just not here. Please."
Luis
fisted his fingers in Zander's hair. "You do as I say...when I say to do
it," he purred. "Do you understand me?"
Zander
did understand. He heard the ice in Alcazar's tone. When the fingers in his
hair unfurled, Zander moved to where Jack was waiting. He tried to pretend
that Elizabeth wasn't in the room as he unzipped the guard's pants and freed
his thick cock. Zander took it into his mouth, gagging a bit as Jack thrust
forward. He closed his eyes and waited for this to end.
"Fuck
him!"
Zander's
eyes flew open at Alcazar's words. He felt Jack yank out of his mouth and then
Zander was hauled to his feet and he found himself bent over Alcazar's desk.
He started to struggle as he felt the tip of Jack's cock pressing between his
ass. But then hands were pining down his arms and Zander was helpless. He felt
the penetration and there was no preparation, no lubrication, just a hard
pressure and then a burning pain as Jack's cock pushed into him. Zander heard
himself whimper then he bit his lip to stop from crying out. In the background
he could hear Elizabeth's muffled screams.
The
pain was intense and Zander tasted blood as he bit through his lip to keep
from crying out. His body rocked with the force of Jack's thrusts and the
memory slammed into his head. Jack fucking him at Jake's. Zander forced out
the memory and then he felt it, a warm wetness inside of him and relief washed
over him. This would be over soon. He felt Jack slump over him then the cock
was gone and Zander felt the hands holding him slip away. He slid off the desk
and huddled on the floor, his knees drawn up, his arms wrapped around them.
"Take
Elizabeth to her room," Luis ordered, then he grabbed a blanket and
wrapped it around Zander before pulling him to his feet. "Go to your room
and take a shower. I'll be up soon."
"Yes, Mr. Alcazar," Zander replied. He did as he was told and it
wasn't until he was standing beneath the hot spray of water that he realized
he was shaking.
*
* * * *
Zander stayed in the shower until the water ran cold. Then he dressed in jeans
and a black tee shirt. He was just pulling some socks out of the dresser when
Alcazar entered his room. Zander turned to greet him and was rocked back by
the hand that slammed into his cheek. Zander pressed a hand to his face and
stared at Alcazar in stunned disbelief.
"Never
EVER try to leave me again, Zander!" Luis roared, and he swung at the boy
again, this time knocking him off his feet. He loomed over him. "Do you
understand me?"
"Yes...I'm
sorry." Zander scuttled back until he hit the wall. He cried out as harsh
fingers curled in his hair, yanking hard. Then Alcazar's face was on level
with his and Zander could see, as well as feel, the other man's anger.
Luis
licked at the handprint on Zander's cheek. "You belong to me, Zander. In
every way. And because you were bad...you must be punished."
Zander felt fear slither up and down his spine. "I'm sorry...I'm
sorry," he whispered.
"You
have to go in the room, Zander," Alcazar whispered, even as he pulled a
syringe from his pocket.
"No!" Zander tried to move away and suddenly Jack was there, holding
him still. Zander felt the pinprick in the crook of his arm then liquid heat
washed over him, making his blood prickle. Then darkness claimed him.
*
* * * *
Zander was curled up in a corner, rocking. His arms were wrapped around his stomach and he felt like retching as pain twisted in his gut. He didn't know what Alcazar had been giving him, but the withdrawals made him wish he were dead. He was soaked in a cold sweat, shivering, his body aching. Time had no meaning for Zander. There was nothing but pain. Cold, dark, heavy pain.
© Shelly 2004