The Puppet And It's Master

Clopin sat in his tent his hands in his hair leaning forward he though of the events of the night before.

"Jaques!" He yelled. Jaques came running in the tent his eyes widening in shock. "Go fetch me Devil. Tell him to come alone. And make sure no one distubes us." He said. "I have some business I need to speak to him about." Jaques nodded and ran from the tent.

Devil turned over slowly under the sheets of his own bed. Sighing softly as he dreamed on about Mala. Smiling contently his gripped the pillow slightly.

Jaques ran into his tent quickly. "Devil. Clopin wishes to see you!"

He looked up quickly and stared groggily at him. "Why? ...wait never mind..." He knew why. Sighing he got up and grabbed his hose, slipping them on easily.

He was probably going to hang him for what he had done to him last night. And he would admit, he didn't even know why he did it. "See you around ya?" He said as he patted the mans shoulder while passing him.

Once out of his own tent he stepped around those who had gone to sleep already and stood in front of Clopin's tent. Trembling he pulled the flap back slowly.

Clopin stared up at him angrily as Devil entered his tent.

Devil stared over at him as the flaps closed behind him. "You wanted to see me?"

"A whore am I?" Clopin asked venom dripping in his voice. "A slut am I?" He asked.

He fell silent and looked to the ground slowly. "Listen...I'm sorry about ... last night...I don't know what I was thinking..." He replied softly though he knew it wouldn't help him or what his punishment would be.

Clopin jumped up. "You're sorry?!" He yelled. "You're sorry?!" Clopin stormed over to him and grabbed onto his tunic. "Do you... have any idea.... how much pain I'm in and you're sorry?! I should hang you right now!"

He shuddered and retreated from the man, sliding his back across the tent wall, until backing more closer to the makeshift bed. "Then hang me!"

Clopin smirked evily. "Oh no Devil." He said. "I'm not going to hang you." He pulled forward on his tunic before throwing him onto his bed. Clopin moved forwards and towered over him. "You don't deserve the pleasure of being hung!"

He hit the bed and stared wide eyed up at him. It was still sticky from last night. Feeling frightened now he started edging backwards over the pillows in attempt to get away from him.

Clopin smirked and kneeled on the bed almost in a crawl towards Devil. He pulled off his tunic and grabbed onto Devil's ankle pulling him back down the bed again.

He screamed when Clopin pull him closer. "Hey! You don't wanna do this!" He yelled and stared at him, breathing heavy.

Clopin climbed on top of him. "Oh?" He whispered in his ear. "And why is that?"

He trembled and stared off towards the side. "B-because...your better...then this..." He would be lying if he said he wasn't somewhere unconsciously enjoying Clopin so close to him.

"Oh am I?" Clopin asked. "So I'm better than this yet I'm a little whore?" He asked. "You're fucking little puppet?!"

"Get off!!" He yelled and slammed his hands upward against Clopin's chest.

Clopin grabbed his wrists and, using his black rope belt, tied his wrists together throwing them above his head. "I think not." He straddled his waist as he grabbed his knife cutting off Devil's tunic, a nice long cut down the middle starting at the bottm. Clopin smiled as her played the knife over his skin stopping at the waist of his hoze and smiled sadistically at him.


He stared in shock at what the Gypsy King was doing to him. First his wrists were restrained, then his clothing torn, and now the cool surface of the blade against his chest.

It sent shivered up his spin and made him feel that familiar ache in his loins again. What is wrong with me!? He thought as the sensation grew more potent. "S-stop..."He whispered as he began to blush.

"Stop?" Clopin asked. He sat back and looked like he was trying to think of something. "Stop..... why does that sound familiar?" Clopin asked. "Oh yeah..... just like I told you to stop?" He asked. "No.... I won't stop Devil. Just like you didn't." He ran the knife over the mans hoze curving the blade around the slight buldge.

"You changed your mind you ninny!" He snapped then whimpered feeling the blade so close to his reproductive parts.

"Does that honestly make a difference to a drunk man's mind?" He asked. He nicked the top of his hose before cutting them down the middle the tip of the blade scrapping lightly against the man's shaft though not hard enough to draw blood. He stopped once he reached his balls and put the knife back in the sheath. He tore them the rest of the way down leaving the man naked before him.

"And just because my fogged mind allowed you to do something does NOT give the right to do it!" Clopin said angrily. "Tell me." He said holding his hand over Devil's cock but didn't touch him. "What kind of punishment do you believe you diserve?"

He trembled and breathed quickly, weather in excitement or fear, he did not know. Feeling his hose stripped from him now all he could do was stare in embarassment at the King. Then he asked him what he deserved.

Turning his head to the side he spoke, "I deserve to be beaten and humiliated in the same way as I have done unto you to the brink of death, then shoved up to the stage for all to see what I've done....then...then..." He trailed off and closed his eyes. "I deserve to be humiliated more for all to see...then a noose tied around my neck...and to hear you laugh as you pull the lever."

"mmm.... you have a very good imagination boy." He said. He moved off of Devil and pulled down his hose. "I was just going to humilate you and then let you go. But I like your idea much better." Clopin smirked as he took his cock into his hand and straddles his chest rubbing the tip of his cock against Devil's lips.

"Mm!!" He turned his head away quickly in disgust and squirmed about underneath him.

Clopin grabbed onto his jaw forcing him to open his mouth and pushed his cock into his mouth. "Bite me.... and I'll make this so much worse."

He gagged on the large mound of flesh and stared up at him with pale eyes. He wanted to bite him but he deserved what he was doing to him. Slowly he started moving his head backwards and forwards, lapping his tongue over him.

Clopin didn't like his acceptance and grabbed onto his hair forcing his cock deeper into his mouth. He could feel his head hit the back of Devil's throat.

He coughed and gagged on the flesh again. Closing his eyes and tried to move his head so Clopin's cock would slid out so he could breath. Twisting about under him he pushed his hands, though still bound, up against Clopin's chest again in attempt to push him off.

Clopin grabbed the rope and pushed his hands down and removed his cock from his mouth. "What's the matter Devil?" He asked. "can't take it?" He asked rubbing the underside against his lips and chin.

He groaned in disapproval as he rubbed his cock over him. He pulled on his arms in attempt to free them again as his head turned away once more. He wanted to scream out for help but he knew none of the Gypsies would bother to come to his aid.

"Go ahead Devil." He said. "Scream. Just like you made me." He said angrily. He moved off of Devil and flipped him over and lifted him up so that the man was on his knees. He moved Devil forward and threw him forward, Devil's hands supporting himself against the wall behind Clopin's tent.

"Hmph!" Was the sound he made when he was thrown onto his stomach then he groaned in pain when he was rammed up against the wall. Both hands laid flat against the surface as he stared in no particular direction.

Clopin rubbed his cock between his cheeks his arm wrapping around his neck and pulling him back against his chest. "I'm going to make you scream for me!" Clopin whispered in his ear.

"H-help..." He whispered in a frightened tone, feeling the Kings cock rubbing up against him again. As he was pulled up against Clopin's chest he trembled when he whispered into his ear.

"Please..." He closed his eyes as his voice cracked. He a frightened now, as he should have been. He was a cruel boy but Clopin was crueler one hundred fold.

"Please what?" Clopin asked. "Let you go? Fuck you? Hang you? What do you want Devil?" He asked pulling his arm closer around his neck in a chokehold cutting of Devil's air supply completely.

He gasped and stared in a daze at the wall. His heart began beating faster as the lack of air grew longer in duration. He tried to speak but no words came out, he felt himself harden. "D..D..." He struggled slightly, trying to get some air flow back.

"Sorry I didn't quite catch that!" Clopin said losening his grip but not letting him go. He glanced down at Devil's swelling cock. "Well, well, well.... what have we here?" Clopin asked grabbing Devil's cock tightly and painfully in his hand. "What is that you wanted Devil?"

"Nhn!" He jerked and closed his eyes tightly. "That...hurts...."

"Not nearly as much as your going to be." Clopin said gripping him tighter.

"Clopin please!" He said quickly in a frightened tone. "Please...don't..." He begged.

Clopin pulled at his cock not letting up on the pressure as he pumped him in his hand. He smirked as he leaned in towards his ear. "Scream for me!" Clopin whispered as he plunged his large cock deep inside of Devil. He could feel the flesh tearing, blood running down his balls and Devil's theighs.

His back straightened as he screamed out as loud as he could. He felt his own blood dripping down his legs, falling forward so his chest was against the pillows and began to sob.

Clopin was much larger then himself, that was why he tore him open on contact. "Clopin... s-stop!"

Clopin grabbed onto his neck and pulled him back against his chest, Clopin still on his knees as he thrust hard and fast up into Devil. With his other hand he still pulled at Devil's cock running his thumb over the tip and pushing into the slit slightly.

He dropped his head forward, his face warped in pain, and his arms hanging down in front of him. He felt the King's cock tearing him open deeper and deeper. The pain was unbelievable.

He let out a scream then, unable to hold it down anymore. Feeling Clopin still rubbing his cock, tears streamed down his cheeks.

Clopin stilled his movements and sat back on his feet his cock removing from Devil's ass.

"Sit back Devil." He said. "I want you to ride me." He smiled. "Fuck yourself on my nice hard cock." he said as his blood covered cock bobbed under Devil.

He stared blankly forward, he hadn't noticed Clopin's absence. His inside's burned. Then he looked down seeing the blood still trickling down his legs and onto the pillows.

He shook his head slowly and stayed where he was propped. "N-no...please...I've had enough...."

Clopin picked up the knife and wrapped his arm around Devil's front. He pressed the tip of the knife blade slightly against Devil's sac.

"Do it!" He said. "Or this will be much..... much worse!" He said running the blade up Devil's cock lightly.

He whimpered as he felt the knife running along his shaft. "God..." He mumbled and moved himself back, sliding onto him again he cried out softly before moving his hips.

Clopin moaned slightly but didn't react as he felt Devil riding him. "Faster." Clopin demanded.

He felt like he was going to pass out any second. Pressing his hands down into a pillow he leaned forward and moved his entire body back to push the Gypsy King's cock even farther in.

"O-ow..." He sobbed and closed his eyes in even more pain.

Clopin leaned forward his hand gripping his hair again and pulling back. He slammed into the boy hard and fast pushing him into the bed harder and harder with each thrust.

He screamed again as he was pushed down against the pillows. His vision was becoming more blurry by the second. And each thrust into him even more painful then the next.

Bitting onto the bindings around his wrist he continued to scream as he felt himself being torn apart.

Clopin pulled out of him with a grunt, his cock aching and bobbing in front of him. He pulled Devil violently into a sitting possition. "Open your mouth!" Clopin demanded.

He sat and panted softly a few beads of sweat falling down the side of his face. He turned his eyes up towards him. The King stared at him with such malice.

He didn't hurt him this much the night before...but in the end it was what he deserved. So he obediently opened his mouth.

Clopin moved the tip of his cock almost in Devil's mouth as he jerked at his cock. "I want you to drink my cum." Clopin said.

Devil stayed still, his eyes had lost their brightness. Now they were just blank green swirls plastered on a white background. His entire lower body was numbed from the pain.

Keeping his mouth ajar he stared back up into Clopin's dark eyes. Wishing that just for a moment he would see a twinge of guilt in them. Feeling his cock bump into his mouth a few times he instinctively opened his mouth a little more so he wouldn't catch on his teeth when he pulled out.

Clopin didn't close his eyes, his stayed fixed on Devil as he rubbed the flat of his hand over his balls before taking his cock again. He moved his hips against his own hand thrusting the tip into Devil's mouth a few times before taking it out. He pulled Devil's head back by his hair with his free hand as he felt himself cumming. He moaned as he watched his semen flow into Devil's mouth. "Swollow it like the dirty whore you are."

Then his head away pulled back roughly and the warm liquid poured into his mouth. It ran down his tongue and sat uncomfortably at the opening leading down into his throat.

He moved his head slightly as he swallowed the semen, feeling it coat the inside of his throat, leaving a sour taste in his mouth.

Clopin let go of Devil and threw him down on the bed. "Go clean up that glass you broke yesterday!" He demanded.

He hit the pillows and laid there for a moment. He didn't want to move he hurt so much but Clopin would do worse if he didn't.

Pulling himself up silently he drug himself over to the shards, picked them up one by one, and stood up as best he could.

Clopin watched him as he picked up the shards. Once he was done he stared at him. "Good." He said. "Now come clean up this other mess you made." He said looking down at the blood on his shaft.

Still holding the shards he drug himself over slowly, once he was close enough, he got onto his knees again.

OH A Cliff Hanger...... lol