Menelaus's Revenge
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S through Z › Troy
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
6,567
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Troy, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Capture
Menelaus looked at his captives, both of them were kneeling on the floor bound by the same rope. Hellen was trembling with fear, but Paris remained defaint.
"Kill me and get it over with, but I beg you, spare Helen," said Paris.
"Death is too good for you, you little peacock," said Menelaus. "I will break you before you die. Do not worry about your father or Troy. I have what I came for." Then he turned to his men. "Ready the boats, we leave for Sparta in the morning." He turned back to Paris. "I won't risk you escaping back to Troy or into the country side."
Now Menelaus had the reaction he wanted, sweat was breaking out on Paris's forhead. Menelaus grabbed Paris and untied him. He drug Paris over to a near by chair. In one swift movement he had sat down and pulled Paris over his lap, then exposed his bare bottem.
"Your punishment begins now, boy," said Menelaus. "If you were a man, I'd have you horsewhipped. However since you are nothing more than an errent child, you will be punnished like one."
Menelaus brought his hand down repeatedly until Paris's skin was flushed pink
"Do you know why you are being punished?" he asked Paris. There was no responce.smack smack smack smack smack
"Because I wounded your pride," said Paris sarcatisally. This answer got him another round of spankings.
"Because you took something that didn't belong to you," said Menelaus.
"Hellen isn't a posession, she is a person, and she came of her own free will. Maybe if you had paid more attention with her instead of cavorting with serving girls..." Menelaus starting spanking him again. Paris's skin started to turn red
"You need a lessen in manners, boy," he said
"And I suspose you intend to give it to me," said Paris as Menelaus continued to abuse his backside.
"Did your father every disipiline you?" he asked.
"I never got more than a lecture," confessed Paris.
"Spare the rod and spoil the child," said Menelaus. "Bring me a strap for this insolant boy!"
A soldier brought Menelaus a leather strap and soon the the sound of the strap cracking across his thighs could be heard. The leather strap began to leave marks. Paris did not cry out, or beg for mercy, for he knew he would recive none. Though he could hear Hellen begging Menelaus to have mercy on him. All of the sudden Menelause stopped.
"That's enough. You've given him bruises and welts that would make a grown man beg for mercy. He'll be bleeding if you don't stop," said a man. Paris recognized the voice, it was Odysseus. "I could hear Hellen's screams from my tent."
"So could I," said a man that prooved to be Achilles. "No doubt she has been heard in Troy. My men and I would like to get some rest."
"I tire of this anyway," said Menelaus. When Menelaus tied Paris back up, he noticed his tear streaked face. "So the little peacock was crying. Little boys should not play at trying to be men. Your backside is mine tomorrow."
With that Oddsysus and Achilles left. Paris and Helen curled up in the corner of the room like two frightened children.
(A/N: Menelause threatened to break Paris, but it's not going to get worse than this. No Slash Lots of spanking
Disclaimor: NOT MINE
"Kill me and get it over with, but I beg you, spare Helen," said Paris.
"Death is too good for you, you little peacock," said Menelaus. "I will break you before you die. Do not worry about your father or Troy. I have what I came for." Then he turned to his men. "Ready the boats, we leave for Sparta in the morning." He turned back to Paris. "I won't risk you escaping back to Troy or into the country side."
Now Menelaus had the reaction he wanted, sweat was breaking out on Paris's forhead. Menelaus grabbed Paris and untied him. He drug Paris over to a near by chair. In one swift movement he had sat down and pulled Paris over his lap, then exposed his bare bottem.
"Your punishment begins now, boy," said Menelaus. "If you were a man, I'd have you horsewhipped. However since you are nothing more than an errent child, you will be punnished like one."
Menelaus brought his hand down repeatedly until Paris's skin was flushed pink
"Do you know why you are being punished?" he asked Paris. There was no responce.smack smack smack smack smack
"Because I wounded your pride," said Paris sarcatisally. This answer got him another round of spankings.
"Because you took something that didn't belong to you," said Menelaus.
"Hellen isn't a posession, she is a person, and she came of her own free will. Maybe if you had paid more attention with her instead of cavorting with serving girls..." Menelaus starting spanking him again. Paris's skin started to turn red
"You need a lessen in manners, boy," he said
"And I suspose you intend to give it to me," said Paris as Menelaus continued to abuse his backside.
"Did your father every disipiline you?" he asked.
"I never got more than a lecture," confessed Paris.
"Spare the rod and spoil the child," said Menelaus. "Bring me a strap for this insolant boy!"
A soldier brought Menelaus a leather strap and soon the the sound of the strap cracking across his thighs could be heard. The leather strap began to leave marks. Paris did not cry out, or beg for mercy, for he knew he would recive none. Though he could hear Hellen begging Menelaus to have mercy on him. All of the sudden Menelause stopped.
"That's enough. You've given him bruises and welts that would make a grown man beg for mercy. He'll be bleeding if you don't stop," said a man. Paris recognized the voice, it was Odysseus. "I could hear Hellen's screams from my tent."
"So could I," said a man that prooved to be Achilles. "No doubt she has been heard in Troy. My men and I would like to get some rest."
"I tire of this anyway," said Menelaus. When Menelaus tied Paris back up, he noticed his tear streaked face. "So the little peacock was crying. Little boys should not play at trying to be men. Your backside is mine tomorrow."
With that Oddsysus and Achilles left. Paris and Helen curled up in the corner of the room like two frightened children.
(A/N: Menelause threatened to break Paris, but it's not going to get worse than this. No Slash Lots of spanking
Disclaimor: NOT MINE