The Puppet And It's Master

Title: Puppet and It's Mater
By: Thomas Schiff and Tabatha Bannerman

Devil entered into Clopin's tent, not bothering to give any warning that he was outside. Looking up slowly he looked around for the Gypsy King. "Oi! You in here or not?" He called and kicked a pillow out of his way.

Clopin looked up groggily, the bottle of whine spilling a bit as he moved his hand. He groaned. "Stop talking so loud you putts!"

He made a small click with his tongue and walked over. "Give me that." He growled and snatched the bottle from him. "You have had WAY to much."

Clopin growled and reached for the bottle. "Hey... giveh back!" He said rolling over and toppling off the bed.

He blinked and sighed, setting the bottle on the dresser, he hopped over the bed and yanked him up from the floor. "What would Esmeralda think if she saw you like this? Huh?" He snapped, his small Scottish accent rising up in tone.

Clopin grinned stupidly. "Well then..... guess..... good thing she's not here then...." He laughed.

He lifted a brow and threw him onto the bed easily, the man was unnaturally light for how tall he was, and lacked the muscle that he himself had.

"Don't ye dare make me go and get her." He threated as he crawled over him to get to the whine bottle so he could remove it from the tent.

Clopin snorted. "I'm so.... scared Desil." Clopin said sarcastically.

"Thats Devil." He growled and stared over his shoulder while scooping up the half full whine bottle. Then he turned and felt his foot hit something hard. Staring down he found three more empty whine bottles. "How many bottles have ye had!?"

Clopin stared at him blankly. "I cant count while sober... desil.... what makes you think....... that I can now?"

He rolled his eyes and bent down to pick up the bottles. "Fool." He mumbled and stood up after collecting the bottles.

"Gimme back my bottle knave!" Clopin shouted.

"Or what ye drunken buffoon?" He hissed and took a step towards the tent entrance. His foot caught on a pillow and in a flurry of smashing bottles the boy fell over Clopin's stomach.

Clopin groaned in pain as the man fall on top of him before he threw his hand over his mouth trying not to vomit.

He pulled himself up slowly. "That hurt..." He mumbled and stared at the shattered glass before looking to Clopin and tilted his head slowly. "You alright?"

"No I'm not fine you just..." Clopin paused as he felt like he was going to throw up again. The feeling soon passed.

He sighed softly, he was so odd sometimes. Crawling off he laid next to him with a grunt. "Sorry...I'm clumsy I guess." He replied as he crossed his legs, he'd wait here a bit to make sure he hadn't hurt the poor man.

Clopin looked to the man next to him for a few minutes confused. "What are you doing Desil?"

He began to think unholy thoughts the more he looked and him. "I...nothing." He replied calmly and moved a bit closer. "Will you remember anything tomorrow I wonder?" He asked softly, trailing his finger over the Gypsy King's chest.

Clopin looked down at the mans hand. "What are you doing?" He asked but didn't make a move to stop him.

He blinked and slid down slightly. "What do you want me to do?" He asked calmly and pulled the waste of the Gypsy man's hose down slightly.

Clopin didn't say anything as he watched the man pull at his hose. His breathing became a bit more labored.

"Am I scaring you?" He asked and stared up, stopping his hand where it was. "I'll stop if you want."

"No..." Clopin said quietly though whether it was to the first or second question wasn't further explained.

He giggled and pulled his hose farther down just enough to get to what he wanted. "Adventurous aren't ye? Or was that the Wine talking?" His hand lightly brushed over Clopin's limp cock just to see his reaction.

Clopin moaned quietly as he felt himself swell underneath the man's touch.

He narrowed his eyes slightly in a confused manner. Then he brushed his hand over his swelling cock once again before gripping it gently. "What do you want?" He asked as he moved his hand slightly to tease him.

Clopin lifted his hips thrusting into his hand. "Stop..." Clopin said though his movements said otherwise.

He gripped him tighter so he could fully enjoy his hand but didn't move it. "Are you sure? Your body screams otherwise."

Clopin groaned slightly and tried to move against his hand. "Please..."

He watched him continued to trust into the funnel of his hand and giggled. Resting his head on his palm he then let the Gypsy King's erect cock free. "As you wish."

Clopin moaned at the loss of contact. "Devil..." Clopin said his voice raised.

"What? Ye told me to stop." He replied with a shrug as he started to pull the man's hose back up to make him decent.

"Don't..."

He sighed and leaned closer. "Make up yer mind will ya?" Then he licked down his chest and stomach, pulling the hose down again, he gave the slit of his cock a small lick.

Clopin arched his back his mouth open slightly in a silent cry of shock.

He gave an evil smirk, a trait he had acquired from his father, and licked him a bit harder. "You like that?"

Clopin made a small noise of approval and closed his eyes.

He smirked wider and stroked him as he poked the head of his cock into his mouth, sucking on it lightly, he pulled away and looked up for approval from Clopin.

Clopin watched him his eyes slightly glazed over. He made no move to stop him.

"Good boy." He purred softly and moved his mouth over his cock again, sliding all the way down to the base, and lapped his tongue against the under side.

Clopin closed his eyes and clumsily moved his hand to Devil's head entwining his fingers in Devil's red hair.

He lapped a bit more before pulling up and sliding back down, sucking him gently as he did. His hand gripped around the base slowly and began to stroke him at the same time.

Clopin moaned and lifted his hips trying to get in deeper. "Devil..." Sighed.

He gagged when Clopin trusted upward. The tip of his cock grazed the back of his throat. Then he coughed and pulled all the way back, leaving his hand to stroke him roughly.

Clopin didn't even appologize as he thrust up into his hand.

He slid him into his mouth again and let him go moving down when Clopin thrusted upwards. Hitting the back of his mouth he gagged again but kept his place.

Clopin pulled back and grabbed onto the front of Devil's tunic. He pulled him up so that Devil was laying flat on top of him and kissed him drunkenly on the mouth rubbing his swollen cock into the other mans.

"Ah!!" He fell on top of him again and made a muffled noise when he was kissed, eyes wide, he tried to pulled away. He felt him rubbing against him and made him start to ache in his loins. Closing his eyes he took deep breaths as a pale pink color came over his cheeks.

Clopin pulled at the bottom of his tunic trying to pull it up but failing misserably.

Reaching back he took a hold of both Clopin's wrists and laid his arms to rest against the pillows again. Moving up so he stratled his hips he pulled his tunic up over his head, revealing his well toned body.

Clopin reached up and roughly ran his caloused hands over Devil's chest.

He made a startled gasped when Clopin moved so suddenly again. Shoving him back down he held him there and stared into his dark eyes. "There is nothing there to feel."

Clopin struggled against him feebly wanting to touch him but found that he couldn't move, stopped struggling and just stared drunkenly up at Devil.

He tilted his head forward so his bangs covered the view of his eyes and half giggled. "Your like a wild animal." He said as he rubbed himself up against the King's cock, sending shivers up his spine.

Clopin squirmed slightly not wanting to move to much. The grip on his wrists hurt and he moaned when he rubbed down into him.

He let his wrists go slowly, in curiosity of what he would do, and leaned back so he sat on him as if a woman would.

Clopin reached forwards and tugged at Devil's hose.

"Ah...ah." He pressed his finger down onto Clopin's chest, digging his nail in softly. "What do ye say?"

Clopin groaned his breathing coming harsher. "Devil." he panted. "Please..."

The sound of his begging made him ache more. He stared down at him sadistically before scratching his chest. Leaving bloody lines across his chest it excited him more, then he leaned forward and gave his neck a bite while slipping his hose of and throwing them to the side.

Clopin cried out in pain. Once when he felt his nails scrapping along his chest the next when he felt the bite into his neck. Clopin grabbed onto Devil and dug his nails into the flesh.

He let out a short gasp as Clopin dug his nails into his skin. It was an electrifying feeling. He moaned softly and arched his back slightly.

Clopin's hands loosened and he ran his hands lightly across Devil's back and to his ass. Clopin grabbed his cheeks a moment before drawing a hand back and spanking him, the contact making a resounding slap.

He purred as he felt his hands wandering along his back then a sharp sting on his ass. He gasped and stared wide eyed at him. Grabbing his neck he squeezed it gently as he claimed his lips forcefully, shoving his tongue into his mouth.

Clopin's head tingled at the lack of oxygen and kissed Devil back spreading his legs as he did and arched up into him.

He let him go then so he wouldn't strangle him but get him as excited as he could. Feeling him bump up against him he blinked and looked back slowly.

"Devil." Clopin panted rubbing himself against him again. "Please.... I.... "

"What?" He leaned closer, sending another trail of scratches across his chest. "What do you want, Clopin?"

"Please Devil...." He panted trying to get better friction against the man. "I....... I want you....." He panted.

"Then you shall have me. For tonight." He replied while running his hand through his own hair, then he grabbed Clopin's legs roughly. Lifting them up he moved into the dominate position. "This will hurt." He said calmly and shoved some form of cloth into his mouth to muffle his screams before sliding to him

Clopin cried around the cloth his mind sobering slightly as he clutched painfully at the ground beneath him causing his fingers to bleed. The pain was excrusiating as Devil's large cock entered him. It felt like Devil was tearing him in twine and he turned his face away from him as tears filled his eyes.

He moaned as a flood of pleasure washed over him at Clopin's scream. He could think very well now. Leaning down so their chest's were against each other he trusting roughly into him. "Scream." He hissed and nipped at the King's earlobe.

Clopin tried clenching his teeth not wanting to give Devil the satisfaction of his pain but it was no use. Another cry of pain racked the air as tears ran down his cheeks.

A small sadistic laugh escaped his lips followed by a loud groan as he plunged deeper into him. "I suppose I can cut you a break...it is your first time after all..." He said calmly and slowed his thrusts down. As much as his pain excited him, he did want him to feel pleasure as well. All he had to do was search around for that one spot then the fun would really begin.

Clopin's eyes were still tightly closed but he stopped screaming when he slowed down. It still hurt like nothing he's felt before but it was better.

He hissed in pleasure as he plunged in as deep as he could, still moving slowly. Panting he stared over him before developing the sudden urge to throw him into a humiliating position. Grabbing Clopin but his neck again he pulled him up , his other hand on his arm, and flipped him around onto his stomach.

Lifting the man's bony hip up he thrust in again and leaned over him, took a handful of his hair, and pulled his head back. "You like it dirty don't you you little whore?"

Clopin tried to pull out of the mans grip but it only cause himself further pain. He groaned though whether it was out of pain of pleasure neither men knew.

"Maybe I should shove my cock in your mouth and make you drink my cum next?" He hissed and tugged his hair as he slammed his hips against him. "You'd like that wouldn't you? Wouldn't you, slut!?" Them he groaned loudly as his pleasure intensified. "God your tight..."

Clopin could feel himself hardening again as pleasure began overriding the pain. Clopin reached forwards up onto his bed and pulled a magenta coloured pillow off of it. He leaned on it a moment as another forcefull thrust pushed him forwards. He took the pillow in his hand again and moved it down between his legs. He spread his legs more and lowered himself down onto the pillow moving on his own accord moving back onto Devil's cock, his own aching member rubbing against the smooth material of the pillow.

He gasped softly as he let his arms fall limp at his sides, leaning back slightly, he watched Clopin moving against him by himself. "Well...well..." He purred softly then spanked him when he moved back onto him again.

"Dirty little whore." He snapped softly and spanked him again before moving his hips again. He growing close now and his thrusts became more frequent accordingly.

Clopin moaned at the sound and feel of the slaps, his balls tightening each time. He leaned on his elbow his other hand pushing the pillow harder against him before leaning back on both elbows. He tilted his head down and closed his eyes as Devil's thrusts pushed his cock against the pillow. He could feel Devil's balls slapping against his. He was close but he didn't want it to end. He moved up onto his hands, straddling the pillow beneath him he arched his back takind Devil in deeper and ground his hips down into the puillow.

"Uh.... Devil...." He said closing his eyes, his mouth open in extacy.

"That's a good little boy..." He hissed in approval as he took him in a deeply as he could. "Just like the animal you are." He added and closed his eyes as well. Slamming against him harder he let out a small scream and quickly covered his mouth.

He was so close it was driving him crazy but he had to hold himself back. Biting onto one of his knuckles he leaned forward. Running his hand along the arch in Clopin's back slowly and gave him another hard spank.

"Cum my little puppet..." He whispered affectionately into his ear while he ran his other hand through Clopin's hair, making sure that his nails scratched the older man's scalp gently.

Clopin groaned and thrust faster into the pillow. He felt himself grown closer at the mans words. "Cum....." He said, not to Devil but himself. "Fucking cum!" He yelled. "Uh....." He thrust against the pillow leaning forwards again. He took the pillow in one hand and moved it in time with his thrusts. "Oh fuck." He said. "I'm so close.... Fuck me Devil!"

"Thats it come on you whore!" He snapped as he dug his nails into the mans hips, slamming into him at full force. He couldn't take it anymore, grinding his hips against him he moaned as he filled him up with his seed.

"Cum you bitch!" He yelled as he rode out his orgasm.

Clopin's moaned and he quickened his thrusts the feel of the mans hat juices cloating him the final thrust hiting his prostate Clopin cried out Devil's name his whole body shaking as he shot his own seed onto the pillow and over onto the floor, the cum shooting in spurts as his orgasm died down.

He made a tsk and pushed Clopin over, so he laid onto his side. His own cock twitched slightly as it hung free now. "Look at the mess you've made..." He frowned as he scooped a bit of the sperm onto his finger and licked it off. Looking back to Clopin as he panted on the pillows next to him.

He felt the need for once last humiliation. Grabbing him roughly by his hair again he forced Clopin's face onto his own cum. "Lick it clean slut!"

Clopin struggled against the man's hold but once again the grip on his hair cause him nothing but more pain. He groaned in discust as his face was pushed into his own semen and he turned away as the white liquid covered his face.

Feeling truly satisfied now, he released the Gypsy King's hair, and grabbed up his clothes. Slipping his hose back on he sat down next to him again and slipped his tunic back over his chest. "That was nice~" He smiled and ruffled his own hair to make him look like a bed head. "Don't you think?"

Clopin glarred at him and threw the cum covered pillow at Devil. "Get of of my tent!" He said angrily now clearly completely sober.


"Ack!"He dodged the pillow and stood up quickly. "Damn don't we got our panties in a twist now eh?" He hissed and left the tent casually.