Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve

After Felix had been there for over two months, he found naughty books up on a high shelf in the library and picked one to read for a bit. One of the characters in it had been spending a lot of time gagged unless he was sucking on his Master’s cock.

A couple of times over the past few weeks, he’d considered asking Rainier to gag him. Even though he’d been so vehement at first that he was never doing that again, and the idea scared him, something about it was also tempting.

He used to like it back when he’d been newer to kink before the incident with that one dominant happened. Taking away a person’s ability to speak was certainly a show of ownership, and some people liked the sight of their partner gagged.

He’d liked it that first night with the Prince, and while Rainier hadn’t said anything about gagging him, he knew the Prince still liked that kink. He didn’t do it out of respect for Felix, and he wanted his Kitten to feel safe.

So far, Felix felt entirely safe. He hadn’t been punished for being a naughty Kitten, but he’d asked for a good strapping last week. Rainier had tied him facedown on the bed, and Felix hadn’t been afraid or had any reason to use his safeword or signals. He’d gotten his bottom reddened just the way he liked.

The Prince had kept his promise, pampered him, and taken care of him. He praised Felix for being a good Kitten and rewarded him with treats, petting, stroking, cuddles, and kisses. Sometimes, they would kiss and touch with their clothes on and it didn’t even have to lead to sex. Beyond that, they did other things together that were completely nonsexual.

If Felix allowed himself to be gagged, he was sure he’d still be safe, and Rainier would never ignore his signals if he needed something to stop.

The idea of it still made a knot of discomfort in his gut.

He put down the book and internally swore at Lance for terrifying him so much. It wasn’t fair if that bastard took away something that Felix could possibly enjoy with Rainier. He was locked up, and he shouldn’t have any influence over anyone.

That ignorant dominant he’d been with shouldn’t either, although that hadn’t been done out of malice.

Rainier had gone to train that morning, and he’d probably finished bathing and went down to deal with petitioners. That meant Felix had some more time to himself. After he put the book away, he hurried upstairs. He’d learned the layout of certain parts of the Castle better, although he wasn’t entirely familiar with all of it. So far, he hadn’t seen the Queen except through windows.

Inky was sprawled on the bed and taking up way more room than a cat logically should be capable of. Felix gave him a few strokes before he crouched by the bottom drawer where the kinky toys were kept. Inky perked up to watch in case he opened the top drawer where his feather toy was kept.

“Later, kitty.”

A few gags were in the back inside of a case to keep them clean since they went in a person’s mouth. The bit gags would make him drool all over, so he took one with a leather ball and sat against the side of the bed. When he strapped it in, it didn’t make him so nervous. After all, he was alone, and Inky certainly wasn’t going to hurt him. He glanced over his shoulder to see the cat licking his bum, and he had one long leg stuck up in the air.

Maybe Felix should try it and surprise Rainier when he returned. He’d keep it in, dress up like a cat, and wait. The Prince had given him a lot, and Felix could give him something too.

He couldn’t lock the paws himself, but he felt better with them unlocked once he sat on his cushion to wait.

Since his mind had time to wander, he wondered if Rainier would want to go to the fair. A traveling one usually came to Rosewood in July, and they sent out notices ahead so people would know. If they came, they’d set up outside of the city wall. Felix had always liked the Ranet fair back home even when he was too poor to buy a single treat. Fairy ones were better in some ways, and he was pretty sure Rainier would enjoy it too.

After a while, he heard the antechamber door open, and Rainier entered the sitting room. He smiled at the sight of Felix with his tail, ears, and the collar, but it dropped when he noticed the gag.

“Kitten, what are you doing?” He crouched.

Felix hesitated before he crawled off the cushion to approach him. He was certain the Prince’s face, and the rest of him, was thinner for some reason. He seemed fine so maybe he was imagining it.

Felix nuzzled his knee, and his heart picked up a little even though he knew the Prince wouldn’t hurt him. Rainier stroked him like a cat before he undid the buckle on the gag to remove it.

“You said you didn’t want to wear a gag.”

“I know, but I figured we could do it again,” said Felix. “You’ve never given me any reason to fear or doubt you.”

Rainier squinted. “Are you doing it because you want to or because you think I want it?”

“I know you want it, and you certainly seemed to like fucking me that first night when I wore one.”

“I did, Kitten, but that’s not a good idea if you’re only doing it for me. If something scares you, I don’t want you forcing it on yourself just to make me happy.”

“But I feel safe with you,” said Felix. “I know I said I’d never wear one again, but I was frightened at the time, and you’ve never done anything I don’t want. Besides, I have liked being gagged before, and I want to enjoy it again. It’s not fair if past people ruin something that we could both have fun with. Lance would probably get a big kick out of that if he thought of it.”

“Why did you like it?”

“Because having my speech taken away is rather erotic. It’s another way to have control over me, and I know some like the sight of their partner gagged. Not being able to speak only became scary later on.”

“All right, but I don’t think we should play with gags now. Not fully.”

“But I’m trying to be comfortable with it again, and you were willing to let it be my choice when I said no to them.”

Rainier stroked his head. “Yes, but I have to be comfortable with something too, and maybe fully jumping into it isn’t a good idea. You looked nervous when you crawled up to me.”

“It was only a little. I’m perfectly willing to let you fuck me or do whatever you like.”

“I wouldn’t be taking proper care of you if I permitted serious play with an item when you’re not entirely comfortable with it,” said Rainier. “How about if we take it slowly and build up to it? You can also change your mind anytime.”

Felix rubbed his chin with the back of his paw. “It makes you nervous too, doesn’t it?”

“Yes, it does. I haven’t forgotten you under the bed and how terrified you were. I’d never do what Lance did, but I know the fear of some things doesn’t go away in a blink, and that’s the second time an incident happened while you gagged.”

Felix straightened up on his knees so he could put his arms around Rainier’s shoulders. “Then we’ll take it slow so we both feel comfortable.”

“Good.” Rainier kissed the side of his head and patted his back. “Do you want to wear it now and simply read with me for a bit? I’ll take off your paws so you have full use of your hands, and you can remove the gag any time you want. We won’t do anything sexual.”

“All right.”

Rainier took off the paws, slipped out the tail, and buckled the gag back in.

Reading was a strange thing to do while gagged, but he could see why the Prince had suggested it while they lounged on the cushion with their chosen books. It was a calming activity to do while he got used to the feel and the taste of the leather in his mouth for longer than a few minutes. Rainier stroked his bare side with a free hand while he read. After a while, Felix set down his book and figured he’d had enough time with it in.

“Are you ready to give your jaw a break?”

Felix made a noise of assent before he unbuckled it and pulled it out. “You have this floor to yourself, right? Nobody ever comes up here at night?”

“No one comes up except for Inky.”

“You should take me on a walk through the hall tonight with the gag.”

Rainier smiled at him. “Maybe I will.”

Felix shifted on the cushion and got closer to him. “If I tell you a secret, you won’t laugh at me?”

“Never, Kitten.”

“I’ve kind of always had this fantasy…It’s not that I want to be fucked in public with dozens of people watching or anything like that, but I’ve always wanted to do this thing, and I couldn’t do it at the whorehouse. We didn’t have a yard, and I couldn’t go outside naked.”

“What is it you want to do?”

“I want to be taken outside in a yard or something like that while naked. I also want to be restrained and fucked.”

“Is it the danger of possibly being caught?”

“Sort of, but I don’t actually want strangers to get a surprise eyeful. A bedroom or an area inside is closed off, and it feels quite safe. Outside feels different even if you won’t get caught. It’s more free and kind of wild. Most of the time, we don’t go outside naked either, so the idea feels so naughty especially if I was restrained so I couldn’t get away. It probably sounds dumb…”

“That’s not dumb,” said Rainier. “It seems like you enjoy the public aspect and the idea of pretending to be forced to do something that’s sort of taboo since people don’t walk around outside in the nude. It is kind of wild, and besides, some people simply like having sex outside. We could do that if you like.”

“I’d love it!”

“Guards do walk around the wall at night, and there are a few lights, but the garden is mostly dark,” said Rainier. “They’re also not paying much attention to the grounds inside. We could easily hide and enjoy nature a little tonight. Lots of kitties like the outdoors.”

***

The hallway was rather exciting. It was almost like being in public since Felix didn’t spend much time beyond certain areas of the Castle. The garden, the library, Rainier’s quarters, and a sitting room at one end of this floor was more familiar to him.

He was comfortable with the gag as he crawled alongside Rainier who held the lead, and he got a strange thrill that the Queen and the servants who slept in their quarters had no idea a man was being led around upstairs while nude.

Rainier stopped in front of the stairs, and Felix paused too.

“You’re a good Kitten to keep pace and stop when I do.” Rainier crouched and undid the gag.

Felix had thought he’d get to wear it for longer, but when the Prince reached into his pocket, he had a feeling he was getting a treat. Since he liked cacao nibs, and good Kittens are rewarded and praised, Rainier had started keeping a packet of them for him.

He plucked one out and held it up. “Sit up pretty, Kitten.”

Felix stayed on his knees as he straightened, brought his paws to his chest, and curled them.

“You are such a good Kitten.” Rainier let him have the nib to chew. “You picked up everything so fast, and if you keep being good tonight and stay quiet, I’ll let you cum on my cock in the garden.”

The praise practically made Felix glow, and if he could, he would have been purring. Rainier rubbed his stomach and hips while he remained in position. Felix glanced at the stairs because that space was far more open although he doubted anyone would be coming up.

“Pay attention to me.” Felix looked at Rainier who started playing with the plug in his ass, and he brought his face closer. “You have to show me that you can remain completely silent so that nobody knows we’re out there. Unless you want to scream while you’re cumming on my cock. The guards would hear you orgasming.”

Felix’s face grew warm as he shook his head.

“Then be a quiet Kitten.” Rainier whispered in his ear before he started kissing down Felix’s neck while he kept playing with the plug. “You make me so proud. Have another treat, Kitten.”

Felix accepted another chocolate nib. Once he’d eaten it, Rainier replaced the gag and stood.

Rainier took him at a nice, easy pace down the hall. Most of the rooms weren’t used on this floor, but he had an extra sitting room at the end. He’d said it was for if he wanted privacy for guests but didn’t want to bring them into his personal space.

A Norian crystal lantern had been left on a side table, and Rainier walked him around the perimeter before he led him out in the hall. Felix glanced up to see his trouser’s bulging near his crotch, and his own partially hard cock was getting harder to ignore.

For a moment, he wished he could stay and serve his Prince forever. He liked his job at the whorehouse, but there was nothing quite like learning one man’s habits and likes.

He could do whatever a client asked, but nobody truly learned everything about another within a couple of hours or even one full night. No true intimacy would grow when there wasn’t time to do nonsexual activities either.

Rainier paused in front of the stairs again to give Felix another treat and tell him how he was being so good. Head scratchies and strokes followed, and when the Prince gently cupped his face, Felix leaned into it.

The Prince brought him back to their rooms and did another full two trips back with no breaks that time. Such a simple action as being walked on a lead was surprisingly enjoyable. He’d felt like he could go all night if Rainier wanted that.

When the Prince brought him back to their bedroom and removed the lead, Felix rolled on the floor to show his stomach and curled his paws.

“My sweet Kitten.” Rainier got on his knees by his side to stroke his chest and stomach.

When he lowered his head to kiss and lick at one of his nipple piercings, Felix arched his back and bit on the gag a little to keep quiet. The wet, hot tongue lapping at him sent more little darts of pleasure to his cock, and moisture beaded on the tip.

“I can’t wait to make my Kitten cum outside.” Rainier grasped his cock. The foreskin had pulled back some with his erection, and he started playing with the ring through the head. “I think someone is quite ready to go.”

Felix’s hips twitched. Fuck, yes, he was ready.

“Actually, I think I’ll put the lead on. It’ll make it easier.”

The paws and the gag were removed, and Felix’s wrists were bound behind his back with leather cuffs linked by a single chain link. After the tail was removed, Rainier reoiled his hole and inserted a simple plug that was a little bigger.

The lead was left to hang, and Felix was swathed in a cloak. Once the ties were done up and his nakedness was hidden, Rainier took his elbow to guide him out.

If anybody saw them, it certainly would be strange that Rainier was dressed in black, simple clothes, and Felix was completely covered in a black cloak. In fact, it would probably look like they were up to no damn good. On the back stairs, they met no one, and Rainier kept a grip on Felix’s elbow so he didn’t become unsteady on the steps.

At a back door, his heart picked up. It was really happening, and the Prince was going to make him cum outside.

Rainier quietly opened the door, led him out, shut it, and started fumbling with the ties. In seconds, Felix was completely naked and cuffed while outside. His partially soft cock started hardening again.

The cloak rustled as Rainier presumably folded it over one arm, and he fumbled for the lead.

“I know the garden pretty well by now,” he whispered. “Just stay close to me.”

Felix’s eyes started to adjust a bit. With the stars overhead, he could barely make out the pale strip of the path as they walked. The smooth stones were cool and unfamiliar under his feet. A faint breeze tickled his bare skin, and with his wrists cuffed behind him, he’d never felt so naked and vulnerable before.

It only increased when Rainier let the lead drop, took a gentle but firm hold of his erect cock, and led him like that. He almost made a noise of surprise because nobody had ever led him by his dick before. He was grateful for the leash training because it made it easier to match the Prince’s pace and stay beside him.

Little dots of light came from the wall surrounding the grounds as guards on the night shift walked around. The central area of the main garden had a couple of torches, and Rainier avoided that part.

When they came to the fountain, he could barely make out the shape, and Rainier led him around it. A bench father back was probably his goal. It turned out he was right. It was much darker, and he could barely make out the path or the trees overhead. Rainier’s pace grew a little slower and hesitant.

“Here we are. My Kitten’s so good to let me take him outside completely naked to do whatever. I. Want.”

Rainier’s lips brushed his ear, and Felix shivered. The Prince found his mouth and gripped the back of his neck as he teased his lips open with his tongue. Felix had to focus on not moaning especially when Rainier started playing with his nipple and tugging on the bar. He pushed his erection against Rainier’s hip, wordlessly begging.

Rainier gripped his cock and used his thumb to slowly spin the ring. Pre-cum had slicked his head, and he sighed. “Kitten needs another reward for being so good and quiet.”

He helped Felix to kneel on the grass so could bend over the bench. His breathing picked up as the large plug was played with, and he was sure he heard a faint laugh from somewhere on the wall. A pair of closer guards must have been talking, and they were clueless about what their Prince and his pet were doing down below.

The grass was soft under his knees, and in the near darkness on this side, it was almost like being blindfolded. The Prince kept toying with the plug while his other hand wandered to touch and grope his thighs and ass. His slim fingers were much gentler when they cupped his balls to roll them.

The Prince kissed his lower back, and if Felix hadn’t been ordered to keep completely silent, he would have risked being heard so he could moan and whimper to the Prince how badly he wanted his cock.

“Stay still, Kitten.”

Something rustled, and he imagined Rainier undoing the laces on his trousers with one hand and working them down. The plug was eased out, and the head of the Prince’s cock was against his slick hole a second later.

Felix bore down and breathed as Rainier worked his thick length in, and every single piercing on the underside entered him. Felix clamped his mouth shut as he pushed back, desperate to be fully stuffed.

Rainier made a faint sound and paused once he was fully sheathed. “You’re so tight.”

He started to thrust, and his hips smacked against Felix’s ass. He had a faint moment of worry as he wondered if anyone on the wall could hear that, but Rainier didn’t seem concerned, so they probably couldn’t. Occasionally, the branches of the glass trees throughout the gardens tinkled in the breeze.

Rainier’s breathing picked up as he pinned Felix down with a hand on his upper back, and he reached around to stroke his cock with his free one.

“My perfect little Kitten,” he whispered.

Felix struggled to stay silent as the pleasure built, and he poked his ass up more. Each thrust of the Prince’s pierced cock stroked his prostate, and he knew he wasn’t going to last long. He clenched, giving a wordless signal. His nuts tightened, and the Prince’s thrusts grew harder.

“Show me what a good Kitten you are,” he murmured. “Let me feel you clench around me.”

Felix tensed with the edge so close.

“Cum on my cock like a good little pet.”

Felix pressed his lips together to keep from shouting or accidentally screaming the Prince’s name as the pleasure snapped and raced through him. Rainier clamped a hand over his mouth and muffled the moan that tried to burst out of him anyway as his hips jerked.

“That’s it, Kitten. Cum for your owner. It makes me so proud when my good little pet does exactly what I say.”

For a few seconds, Felix forgot where he was, and nothing existed besides Rainier’s praise, the ragged breathing in his ear, his hand over his mouth, and his thick length pounding in and out of his hole.

Rainier let out a faint, strangled sound while he came, and his pet clenched around him again. Felix had the urge to grab onto something, and he strained at the cuffs, but they held. He was a completely helpless Kitten who could be fucked anywhere at anytime if the Prince pleased. His cum spurted on the grass under the bench, and Rainier stiffened as he thrust himself in to the hilt.

As Felix’s orgasm started to ebb, he clenched just to feel Rainier twitch, and a grunt escaped him.

“Good boy,” Rainier mumbled against his shoulder. “You feel so good, Kitten, I wish I could stay buried in your ass.”

As Felix trembled over the bench, he didn’t want to move either.

“I liked this,” Rainier whispered. “I’ll think I’ll definitely have to take you outside again to fuck you.”