| "I can't sleep."
And Fifi could always sleep, no matter what, or who, he was sleeping
But this was different. This Kai -guy....this alive-looking Kai-guy...he
had some sort of power over everyone, and Fifi could feel deep down
needed to get near that power. Of course, it didn't help him
Duke, as he almost ended up dead, but you never know. It's always
practical to be on the side of the winner.
Damn it's hot, Fifi thought for the thousandth time. The sun was
the planet itself was still very fiery. This Kai didn't look
though, but then he didn't look like he got hot about anything.
Fifi took a
good look at him while Kai took a long drink of water. That water
good...and come to think of it, so does Kai, he thought to himself.
man, he's pretty good looking. Not as well-built as I am, or
as hairy, but
hey, what can a guy do. You wake up, and that's what you get.
What's the best thing to do here? Fifi mused. Flattery...flattery
everywhere. Make him feel good about himself. "Thanks."
Fifi began. "You
know, for not throwing me over before. Look, I know you guys, you all
thought I deserved to die the most. So, uh...I just wanted to say thanks."
Kai barely reacted, but Fifi saw him sneak a peek over his shoulder.
broad. "She's pretty cute. And it's entirely obvious that she
has the hots
for you. Oh yeah. Won't you go and lie down next to her?"
"I'm keeping watch."
Damn, but this guy was dense, growled Fifi to himself. "So, I'll take
turn. Like I said, I can't sleep. C'mon, what are you worried
am I gonna do, steal the balloon? There's nothing I can do. Besides,
all be dead in a couple of hours. You should have a good time
can. There's a good time laying down there waiting for ya...."
Kai-guy laughed, finally, showing a mouthful of white teeth. Fifi
was getting somewhere. It's good to make the boss laugh now and
then Kai went all solemn again.
"When did you hook up with Duke?"
Where did that come from? Fifi thought. He's not as stupid as he looks,
that little blue skirt and those girl-town curls. He's on to
better give him what he wants. So Fifi explained how he got caught
Duke, and all the while Kai listened. Fifi's mouth was working one
his brain was working another. He kept watching Kai, looking for his
reaction, thinking...this guy's not half bad looking. He never
looked too closely at that other Kai, the guy that said he was dead.
was too busy trying to figure out the moths, and then -- it was good
the game, for once. But now... this guy was okay looking.
Maybe this Kai
was from Girltown, and then he escaped, like I did, Fifi thought.
ended his speech.
"And so Duke became my boss...until you put an arrow through him."
thought went through his mind -- a sense of connection between Kai
like they'd been lovers, or known each other before. Fifi wasn't
it was. "I saw something when you shot that arrow."
"What did you see?" Whoa. The Kai-guy got right into Fifi's face
one. Fifi could smell whatever sweet stuff the guy used to keep
his hair in
place, and he noticed that even though the rest of them were sweating,
was the only one who did not smell. The look, the closeness,
attractiveness....it was unnerving.
"Something between...ya know...something going on...."
"What?" Kai got his face really close, like he was going to kiss
didn't. Fifi was having problems thinking.
"I don't know what....something."
And then, with a lover's caress, Kai got even closer, whispering in
ear. His tone was seductive, but his words were blunt. "You only ever
out for yourself, right Fifi?
"Not sure what you're getting at." This was too much -- he had
to get away.
Fifi stepped out of Kai's personal space and over to one side.
this Kai-guy was oozing, some sort of charm, or charisma, or sex appeal,
was just too much. Fifi liked to be on top, no matter what, and
feeling like the guy was definitely going to make him a bottom.
"Tell the truth for once in your life. It could be the most important
you ever say." Kai's tone was different, colder, commanding.
liked it. He could feel himself stirring, warming, between his
was it about this guy's voice that got under his skin? Does he
want to fuck
me? Or does he really want to know if I look out for myself?
I'll give him
a practical answer.
"Well...I consider myself a practical guy. I do what's practical."
The Kai-guy clarified his answer, "Only when it benefits you...and only
"Right....uh..okay...right." Suddenly, Kai was back, whispering
in his ear.
Fifi could feel the warmth of the other man's body pressed to his back,
his breath trailing down his neck. Kai moved even closer, and
his face as close to Fifi's ear as possible. Fifi began to feel
pound in his chest, and the stirrings started to become a hardness.
"And you also take pleasure in the suffering of others, right?" Fifi
feel Kai's shaved chin scratch at his shoulder, the man was so close
A shiver of excitement went down his spine. Fifi had never been
before, and suddenly he felt like the possibility was tantalizing.
wanted to say the right thing -- anything -- just so that Kai would
"Only...when it's practical. Is that the right answer?"
Kai laughed in his ear softly. "It was a bad answer, but it was a very
practical one...for you." There was a pause, and Kai got closer,
himself fully against Fifi's back. The rough swipe of the man's
on his shoulder was painful, but still strangely erotic. Fifi
felt the full
heat from the man's chest, and he clenched his hands as a wave of arousal
went through him. Kai whispered, "I'm going to make you a deal."
"Oh yeah?" The voice in his ear sounded so tempting, so sexy.
"Will you make a deal with me?" The voice sounded so happy, so
happy, that it was impossible to say no.
"I love deals." Fifi turned and looked deeply into Kai's dark
they laughed together like lovers who had made a pact for a secret
Kai's soft laughter faded before Fifi's, and he looked at Fifi's mouth
closely, then his eyes. "Your deal with the Duke...what was it?"
"Oh. Easy. I just did what he said."
"Whatever he said? Anything?" The Kai-guy was sure keen on clarifying
"Then we will make the same deal, Fifi." Kai's head turned to one side,
he brushed his cheek against Fifi's ear as he said the name.
"And what do I get? I mean, it's good to know these things. Practical,
"Very practical," said Kai, and his hands slowly crept around Fifi's
holding him close. The voice was no longer over his shoulder, but deep
his ear, tickling and teasing. "You do what I say, and in return..."
arms around Fifi began to squeeze.
"Yeah, in return..." What was this Kai getting at? And another
popped into Fifi's brain -- who was he to make deals with? He
powerful, but who was he, really? The Duke said "You!" when he
onto the gondola, and acted like he knew this Kai-guy. Kind of respected
him, in a way. And what did the Duke mean, "There will be another
What was that?
"In return, you will be the right-hand to the most powerful man on Fire."
Oh, right. "And that's you?" This was unbelievable -- this
was not the Prince.
The voice in his ear growled those words softly, and yet with a tone
absolute command. Something deep inside Fifi told him, somehow,
that it was
the truth, as unbelievable as he first imagined it, and yet undeniably
"You are Prince." Fifi tried to turn his head to look at the man.
only heard of Prince through hearsay. He had never imagined he
the man. And he had never ever imagined that he would be standing
man's arms around him, his heat pressed against Fifi's back, and his
seductive voice in his ear. The mere thought of all that power
around him made Fifi instantly erect. "But you look like Kai."
"Because I want to."
Fifi was completely unfamiliar with such a level of power, and he could
his penis tighten into steely hardness. His heart began to pound
chest, and could not help but begin to tremble.
"Yes. And all this is now mine." Prince's hands slipped up from
waist and touched his nipples, giving the right one a hard tweak.
this," and Prince's hand traveled down Fifi's chest to his belly, and
his navel, and then rested outside of Fifi's trousers, pressing his
with the flat of his palm. "And this too belongs to me," and
his belt, only to have one dive beneath the waistband of Fifi's trousers
grab a tight fistful of penis. Fifi hissed with a sudden intake
and lay his head on Prince's shoulder. The hand traveled lower,
grasping his scrotum and claiming that part of Fifi's anatomy as well.
your legs," whispered the Prince, and as Fifi did so, the hand traveled
lower, below the balls, to touch Fifi's anus. "And this is mine as
If Prince had not been holding him, Fifi's knees might have buckled
"Do you want to please your Prince, Fifi?"
"Oh yes," Fifi whispered.
"Is that a practical thing for you to do?" Prince drew the word
out with purr, and Fifi felt the other man's soft lips against his
finger against his anus was caressing, slowly, and pressing in, slowly,
slowly. Fifi could feel a blush rise to his face, and the skin
on his chest
begin to heat. He had never been close to such power, and had
never felt himself under the power of such a gorgeous man. Any
he had to being a bottom crumbled.
"It's what you want me to do."
"Oooooh. A right answer. Good Fifi." And the finger
slipped into his ass.
Fifi gasped, and tried to turn around, but suddenly the Prince grabbed
back of his neck. "I don't want to see your miserable face, Fifi.
not what I'm interested in." Fifi turned his face away, looking
the barren landscape, and yet seeing nothing.
"And you do take pleasure in the suffering of others, right Fifi?"
Fifi tried to answer, but the finger was suddenly pulled out of his
Prince's hand traveled around Fifi's hip under his clothes, and reached
under his buttocks, regaining his touch on Fifi's ass. The respite
brief, as a second finger slipped into place besides the first, and
came a dull pain, a good pain, nothing he could not handle. He
nod his head in agreement.
"Good. Because I'm good with pain."
A third finger wedged itself in Fifi's ass, and the pain began in earnest.
"Prince..." Fifi began to plead. He could feel his cock rubbing
roughness of his trousers, and it was beginning to ache with blood
"Shhhhh. You'll wake the others." The voice in his ear was
seductive, but the fingers behind him were brutally opening him without
mercy. Fifi bit back his moan. "Don't worry, Fifi," Prince
softly, "This will benefit you as well."
"Please don't hurt me," Fifi begged.
"How touching, Fifi." He heard Prince's low giggle in his ear,
felt the man move behind him, leaning forward and turning to see Fifi's
face. "Beautifully tormented," Prince commented to himself.
Fifi could not help his eyes grow wide as he realized what was going
happen to him. His breath caught in his throat as he saw Prince's
examine his face. "Bend over." Prince definitely liked to clarify things,
Fifi thought. And so Fifi bent over.
He felt his trousers being opened completely, and then dropped around
ankles. Prince's hand pushed Fifi's head forward and down, until
only see the edge of the gondola in front of him. All this time,
discovering a humiliation that was extremely delicious, and his excitement
grew along with his arousal. The fingers were removed from his
and he heard rustles behind him as Prince opened his own garments.
The hot hands returned to his asscheeks as a hard phallus jutted between
them, starting to press against that ring of muscle. Fifi could
tremble and a deep groan escaped from his mouth.
The hands and body behind him paused, and stopped. Fifi's breath
his mouth. What had he done wrong?
"Fifi, I can't have you make noise. I'm going to have to gag you."
turned Fifi's face slightly towards him, and Fifi caught sight of the
eyes and hair that had captured him completely, teaching him to love
suffering. Prince was beautiful now, a creature of unspeakable
absolute power. The dark hair shone with red highlights reflected
sea of fire. The eyes were full of compassion and loving attentiveness.
And the mouth held a secret hint of a smile, hiding pleasures yet unknown.
Fifi felt a new emotion -- adoration -- and complete and utter submission
a higher force.
Prince removed the leather from his right wrist, revealing a thick band
little longer than his arm. He showed it to Fifi, and paused,
Fifi imagined what Prince was going to do with the strap. Would
Fifi wondered. Then Prince leaned forward and whispered in Fifi's
"If we did not have to be so quiet, I would like to have whipped you
this. Just a little, to make the flesh sting. Not enough
for a real
punishment, but enough to make your flesh red and sensitive and tender
the touch." Prince licked the outside of Fifi's ear, and then
tongue dove in, making Fifi gasp with delight. "Shhhhhh...."
again the deep voice, with a timber that made Fifi shiver down to his
Prince stood up again, looking into Fifi's eyes, and then he presented
leather. Fifi, mesmerized, opened his mouth, and Prince gagged
tightly -- so tightly that Fifi was unable to close his lips.
When he was
finished, Prince met Fifi's eyes again, and smiled a full smile of
white teeth. The smile diminished as Prince leaned forward and
sucking on Fifi's upper lip, then his lower one, running his tongue
mouth over and under the leather and around Fifi's teeth, tickling
sensitive areas behind the teeth, above and below. Fifi could
back, and instead moaned his appreciation, tasting the sweat on the
and feeling an exquisite hunger.
"That was the joy...." whispered Prince.
He moved back behind Fifi, parted his cheeks, placed his erect phallus
the entrance to Fifi's ass, and began to push against the ring of muscle.
"...And this is the pain." Prince spoke softly in Fifi's ear, and then
cock slid fully in, a hot and burning invasion of Fifi's interior.
gasped for air, and let out a bat-squeak bark of torment that traveled
into the night. That said, he then bit down on the leather gag as the
crawled up his back and down his legs. Prince was huge -- he
had to be,
Fifi thought, to do this sort of damage. The cock ripped its
his hole and rammed deep inside him. His muscles clenched up
tight, and his
breathing almost stopped as his hands clawed at the edge of the gondola.
In the silence of his pain, Fifi heard a savage, self-satisfied grunt
conquest from Prince. Then a lower, deeper growl. Next
thing Fifi knew,
Prince began to thrust in and out, slamming his pelvis against Fifi's
The only thing Fifi could hear was the quiet smack of flesh against
and soon the only sensation he was aware of was the burning friction
hole. And yet he loved every minute of it, every second of agony
and pleasure and joy.
It felt like an hour had gone by as Fifi was being turned into ground
inside, but that was impossible, he thought. His legs began to
holding himself up as he pushed back at the cock in his ass, and his
began to burn from leaning over for so long. Fifi could feel
leaking fluid from the passion, and the droplets had collected at his
balls and were dripping down the inside of his leg. Of only Prince
let him orgasm! But he wanted to please, and he did not dare
Prince had promised that he would benefit from all this, Fifi reminded
Suddenly, something changed, in pace or speed or thrusts and Prince
Fifi's cock. The feeling of being grasped, held, and touched
by those long
fingers and strong hand was startling and so marvelous. The pleasure
over Fifi's peak, and the feeling of being entered and filled while
handled was too much. Fifi shot off with sweet, hot explosions
The man behind Fifi burst inside him as well. As Prince came with
growl, his muscles contracted, splitting Fifi's insides. Then
deeper, and contracted again, and then even deeper, and contracted
with a final thrust. Prince let go of Fifi's softening cock,
pulled out with a jerk, laughing softly. Fifi wanted to turn
to kiss, to touch, to look, but he did not want to tempt Prince's anger.
stayed where he was, his arms and legs shaking from being held still
Prince reached down and pulled up Fifi's pants, and Fifi could feel
wiping his penis clean on the fabric. Fifi heard rustlings behind
Prince put back on his kilt. Then, Prince spoke softly.
"Stand up, Fifi," he said. "I've finished with you."
Fifi obeyed. He pulled up his pants and refastened them, and then
around to look at Prince -- and that vision was a reward in itself.
was glistening all over, even his jet-black hair was shimmering.
the curve of his cheekbones, the fine line of his jaw, his mellow and
eyes, and even his mouth was luscious. He would have told Prince
the tight leather gag was in the way.
Prince raised one hand, and then the other, reaching behind Fifi's head
undoing the gag. The man's eyes held onto Fifi's as the leather
from his mouth, and Fifi licked his lips and moved his tongue around
got used to having his mouth back. I should thank him, thought
how do you thank a guy who has just reamed out your ass?
"Boss, uh...thanks. You know, for everything."
Prince barely reacted to his words, his eyes closing down and going
Then he moved his head to one side, and a smile crawled up one half
"We have a deal?"
"Yeah, sure, boss.
The smile crawled up the other half of Prince's face as he leaned over
whispered in Fifi's ear. "I'm going to talk to Xev. I want you
to count to
500, and then grab Bunny and throw her overboard."
Fifi was suddenly confused. What did Prince want with the broad?
towards the other end of the gondola at the sleeping figure, tried
up with a reason, and then mentally shrugged. Whatever.
Fifi and Prince
had a deal, and that was enough for him. No matter what would
could look after himself, he thought. He would do what was practical.
But Fifi had never done such things before with anyone, or had anything
what had happened in the previous hour done to him. He had never
how much he would love it, or how much he had wanted to do it.
Prince done to him?
Prince gave Fifi one last look, refastened the leather strap on his
and then focused on crossing the gondola towards Xev. Fifi suddenly
to cry -- No! He felt terrified and sad, and half in love with
he hated him because he had made Fifi do something impulsive and
impractical. But he *had* benefited from the whole experience.
Fifi thought, watching Prince lie down next to Xev, whispering in her
How can I take pleasure in the suffering of others, when I am the only
Fifi could not think of a good answer.
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