The Entertainer/A boy selling the body of a whipped good Guard
"NO!" The Guard screamed, trying to run away but the other Guard stopped him, pulling him by the leash and got inside the room along with the boy. "He's a feisty one you got there!" "I know! Quite the unruly type!" "Maybe you should whip some more." He said while pulling him to the ground. The boy whipped him a few times on the stomach while he screamed in pain. "WHY IS NOBODY COMING TO SAVE ME?" "Idiot, these walls are notorious for cutting up sound. Beside, nobody cares." The other guard said, kicking him up. "On the bed, come on." "Or I'll whip you some more!" Charle cracked his whip. The cuffed Guard looks at them for a instant. He really should have thought about what the kid should have done before allowing him to do so.
He got up on his feet, weakly going onto the bed once more and slump himself on the back. "Good boy." The other guard approached, getting his armor off. Charle put himself on the ground nearby on his stomach, waddling his legs in the air, and two hands set on his face with the whip just next to his body. The Guard took his sword at hand while sitting at the edge of the bed. "Alright, what's your name?" He ask the whipped man who looks away. Putting his blade on the side of his throbbing dick, he ask again. "What's your name?" "Ferdinan." "Good boy! Get off the bed and suck me off." He said, still wielding the sword.
Ferdinan did as asked, placing himself in front of the man in a sitting position while the other guard revealed his dick. He also kept his sword at hand, placing it upon the head of the other man. Meanwhile Charle let one of his hand slide underneath his pant and began to play with himself. The guard began to suck the other one thoroughly, letting his tongue slide on it. "Good boy." The other one said, petting the hair of the other. They kept at it for a good while.
"...Okay, that's enough." Ferdinan kept sucking him despite his asking. The other Guard kicked him. "I SAID ENOUGH!" He released his mouth, panting. "Get on the bed and prepare your ass." "No..." Placing his sword under his next, almost lacerating it, he ask the same thing. "Get on the bed or your neck gets it." The man got up, flopping himself on the bed. The other Guard slapped his ass while he tried to worm his way to the pillows, resting his head on one of them.
The other man placed himself behind, letting his cock press against the entrance of his ass. Meanwhile Charle went nearer to the bed, still playing with himself. Screams filled the room while the other Guard began to probe his ass with his dick, thrusting as fast as he can, not caring what the other man is feeling. He kept going and going, slapping the man's ass. Ferdinan twitched and tried to move away, but he couldn't. Charle kept watching the show, just masturbating and enjoying the sight despite the man's screams, crying and pleas.
After a long moment, the man finishes up, cumming straight into the ass of the other, broken man. "Ah yeah...That felt good. Thank, kid." He released his softening dick and placed back his pants correctly. He went back to get his armor. "And now for my pay!" Charle ask joyfully. "Pay? What pay?" He took the whip that Charle left on the ground. "I'm taking this too." He points at the broken man on the bed. "See him sobbing like a bitch? That could have been you. If you want to be a King, never put yourself in a position that could get you this sort of shit." He left the room leaving a confused Charle and his so called slave.