SLDS 62

“Aahng, ngh, hnnng, Ma, h-ster! It feels good. Ah, so good!”

The catamite, lying sprawled on the bed, panted with his legs wide open. Marquis Valerie was in the middle of taking the catamite’s small member into his mouth and sucking on it, slurp, slurp.

Feeling the vulgar sounds and shaking vibrations coming from right beside him, Cecil earnestly prayed for this hellish time to pass quickly.

Presently, the marquis spat out the member in his mouth, spit, and threw back his head, which was slick with sweat and grease.

“That’s enough for now, huff, you two can go at it with each other. Your master has important business to attend to now.”

The moment the words were out, the two catamites scrambled toward each other. Tangled together as one body, they rubbed their lower halves against one another and swallowed each other’s lips without waiting to see who would go first.

At this, the marquis wore a satisfied smile.

“Did you see? They are all works of art I created.”

“Works of art? You perverted bastard, now you’re spouting nonsense too. I wonder if you’ll be able to keep chattering like that when you’re standing before the guillotine at the execution ground.”

“Oh my… you still haven’t given up even in this state? Your persistence is quite remarkable.”

Marquis Valerie looked down at the visibly weakened Cecil and chuckled, pfft.

He had blind faith in the drug’s effects. Though he was resisting like this now, it was certain that Cecil too would soon be intoxicated by the pleasure he provided and fall into his arms, just like the catamites.

“Try to be more vicious. Resist and cry to your heart’s content.”

“……”

“Oh-ho, so you’re going to stay completely silent? Fine, let’s see just how long you can last.”

Marquis Valerie untied the red rope that was bound around Cecil’s torso, leaving his arms and legs.

Then, his thick and fleshy hands delved inside Cecil’s shirt and began to sweep over his flat stomach and chest.

Humid breath and a heavy weight pressed down on Cecil. Marquis Valerie pinned Cecil down, groping his bare skin and deeply inhaling the body odor collected on the nape of his neck. He let out a moan as if in admiration.

“Haaah, your skin is as smooth as I thought. It’s so soft, it could be compared to silk.”

“……”

“How sensitive are your nipples? Besides me, has there been anyone else who has… hmmm, sucked on your nipples like this? And your member? You must have taken a man’s cock in your back hole as well, haven’t you?”

The marquis threw out dirty obscenities as he fervently sucked on Cecil’s chest. The thin fabric quickly became soaked with saliva, and through the now translucent cloth, his reddish, beautifully colored nipples were revealed.

“To think that the day, haah, I get to take you would come, I can’t believe it.”

Utterly excited, Marquis Valerie made his way up Cecil’s chest, neck, and even to his ear canal, sucking and wetting his skin, smack, smack.

Cecil clenched his fists tight and gritted his molars.

He wanted to carve out his own flesh every time the slimy tongue brushed against him, but he could not say a single word. The most he could do was hide the fact that he was terrified in front of the marquis.

“Tch, it’s no fun when you don’t make a sound.”

As Cecil remained frozen like a block of wood, Marquis Valerie burst out in irritation. He got up on his knees and hurriedly loosened his trousers.

Unlike his massive frame, the lower part he pulled out was of an insignificant level. However, the marquis strutted as if his thing were some great treasure and grasped his member.

“Still, that glaring face of yours is a sight to behold.”

“…Marquis. It’s not too late even now. If you let me go, I will treat this as if it never happened.”

“Pffft, do you take me for a fool?”

The marquis grabbed a fistful of Cecil’s bangs and yanked them up. The marquis’s darkish member touched Cecil’s face, which was contorted from the pull on his scalp.

“I am going to violate you so shamefully that you will never be able to speak the truth anywhere.”

“Ugh! You… son of a bitch!”

“Do you know, hook, how much I’ve, huuh, ground my teeth since that day? I’ve been waiting for the day I would pay you back! Haha, when you think about it, you don’t even have a drop of imperial blood in you! You just got lucky and took that position!”

The blunt tip of his member poked at Cecil’s soft cheeks, eyelids, and the corners of his mouth, poke, poke, and the sticky discharge drew lines all over the place.

Fearing that the marquis’s filthy thing would shove its way into his mouth if he opened it, Cecil clenched his teeth so hard they felt like they would grind away.

That sight was so venomous that the marquis became even more excited, huffing and puffing through his nose.

“Open your mouth obediently. I’m going to feed you plenty of the cock-juice you like, huuh, you should be grateful instead of…!”

It was at that moment, as he was smearing the sticky pre-cum on Cecil’s pale face.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The marquis stopped his actions at the sudden noise.

“What is that?”

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!!

When another loud noise came from outside, the marquis abruptly shot up from his spot.

There was no one who would visit the marquis’s mansion at this late hour. Marquis Valerie pressed himself right up against the window next to the bed and observed the situation outside.

A dark figure, presumed to be a person, was faintly visible in front of the mansion. But because the rain was pouring down in torrents and the distance was considerable, it was difficult to determine who it was or where they were from.

“Help! Someone’s trapped in he—!”

“Shh! Shut it!”

As Cecil seized the opportunity and yelled, the startled marquis reflexively pressed down hard on his lips and lower jaw.

“Shut your mouth and be quiet!”

“Mmph! Mmmph-mmph!”

A moment later, the sound of a knock on the bedroom door was heard. The head butler, who was standing outside the door, spoke in a trembling voice.

“Master, you need to come out for a moment.”

“Who in the world is it! Didn’t I tell you not to disturb me!”

“Well, they… they are from the imperial palace. They say they are the Imperial Knight Order.”

“What?”

The marquis jumped. The Imperial Knight Order of all people! There could be no worse guest.

“I-I’ll be right out! Just a moment, just wait a moment!”

The marquis stuffed a gag in Cecil’s mouth and then hurriedly straightened his trousers. He was so startled that even his member, which hadn’t ejaculated, had gone completely limp.

After that, he tidied his clothes neatly, then repeatedly blew out breaths to calm his trembling. His forehead was soaked with sweat, but fortunately, his expression had returned to its usual state.

“I’ll be back, so watch him for me while I’m gone!”

“Yes? Yeees… Master.”

The old head butler, who had been suddenly tasked with guard duty, approached hesitantly.

As the door slammed shut with a bang, he could finally take in the scene inside the room. The sight of Cecil, not only tied up tightly with ropes but also gagged, made his vision go dizzy.

“I-Is this really okay? What is he thinking?”

The head butler could not hide his worried heart.

He was already well aware that Marquis Valerie, whom he had served for a long time, was a pervert beyond words. He was a man who brought in young men almost daily and enjoyed violent sexual intercourse.

His perverted acts had become more severe ever since he was abandoned by his family and started dabbling in drugs. Since the head butler knew the master’s private circumstances, he had been turning a blind eye and tacitly consenting.

But this current situation was, to anyone’s eyes, a rape. And the other party was a member of the imperial family, someone who should never be touched.

If this matter became known, the Valerie family would be stripped of its noble status, and the marquis himself would surely find it difficult to keep his life.

The head butler glanced around, not knowing what to do. Then, his eyes suddenly met Cecil’s. The emerald eyes were glaring so fiercely that the head butler got scared before he knew it and had to bow his head obsequiously.

“…I’m sorry, there’s nothing I can do… I’m truly sorry.”

Cecil seethed through the gag. The Imperial Knight Order’s visit to the marquis’s house must surely be to find him.

He desperately gathered his wits so as not to miss the opportunity. He had to let them know he was here.

The marquis stomped down the stairs, thump, thump, and went out to greet his guests.

When he opened the door, he was met with men of robust physique amidst a fierce rainstorm that was blowing into the entrance hall.

“I heard you were looking for me. What is it at this late hour?”

“Marquis Valerie. There is something I need to ask you.”

The men in pitch-black raincoats looked not like the Imperial Knight Order, but more like reapers who had come to take the marquis.

“Ask away.”

The knight at the very front stared intently at Marquis Valerie’s face.

“We are looking for someone. By any chance, is Mr. Cecil Adrian here?”

Marquis Valerie’s throat tightened as he swallowed hard. He managed to maintain a calm face and even snorted in response.

“That’s absurd. Why would Mr. Cecil be here?”

“Are you certain?”

“Of course, absolutely! You’re looking in the wrong place by a long shot. I am not on good terms with him. Which means I have no reason to host him!”

The knights exchanged glances. As if thinking this place was a dead end too, their expressions grew even darker.

They tilted their heads to look at the person standing a step behind them. As if they were waiting for an order to be given, Marquis Valerie’s gaze, unaware of the situation, also turned to the man.

“You’re not on good terms with Cecil?”

The man slowly lowered the hood of the raincoat that was covering his head. His platinum blond hair shone distinctly in the darkness, and at that moment, a bolt of lightning struck in the sky, flashing brightly.