Chapter Text
Chapter includes sexual scenes, Trauma, past sexual assault of a minor, mentions of gas lighting and graphic death.
Danny looked like a large jungle cat. He stood up, walking away from Damien’s prone form on the bed. Damien felt uneasy but looking at Jason made him feel calmer. The man was practically salivating at the mention of being ‘punished’. Jason jumped to a spot on the end of the bed and looked at Danny, a small smile on his face.
“Stop smiling, you moron. You were a naughty boy. Thinking you can slink your ass back in here without me noticing the blood on your shirt.” Danny said, his voice was calm with a touch of cruelty. Jason looked down and licked at his lips.
“Its not your business were I go!” Jason snapped. Danny walked around the bed to stand in front of Jason. He moved suddenly, gripping Jason’s chin and jerking it upwards.
“You are my business. Your only use is bringing me pleasure, you brick sh*t house of a man.” Danny snarled. He pushed Jason back onto the bed and put his foot up on Jason’s thigh.
“You will speak when asked and told what to think.” Danny said, he turned around and Jason looked at Damien before moving off the bed and attempting to tackle Danny to the floor. Instead it looked like a toddler crashing into their parents. Danny didn't move, until he turned around and grabbed Jason’s upper arm and tossed him. Damien started. Afraid that his brother would be hurt, instead Jason moaned and pushed himself up to poke his chest up. Danny grabbed a pair of cuffs padded with fuzzy bits. A few more things were hidden in his hand and Danny smirked.
“Such a pretty boy. Look at you so ready for your punishment.” Danny praised, He walked to Jason and leaned down, kissing Jason firmly on the lips. Jason raised a hand but it was immediately smacked.
“Don't get co*cky pet.” Danny snarled, nipping Jason’s lip and drawing blood.
Danny, locked Jason’s hands together and then pushed him on his back.
“Damien, sweetheart. Do me a solid and pass me the ankle spreader and some rope.” Danny asked, Damien flushed and passed the items. Damien then looked down at his hands. They had been tied up but now we're free.
“Such a good boy.” Danny praised. Damien felt his flush raise on his face.
“See what I am doing is exposing Jason.” Danny said, tightening the ankle restraints and then using the rope to pull his ankles high. “In this position, Jason isnt able to squigle away.” Danny raised a hand and gestured at the closet that he had been ‘selecting’ things from. “Would you like to pick an instrument of punishment?” Danny offered.
Damien stood up and walked to the closet. Inside there were things that Grandfather had in his torture room and Damien felt his body quake. He didn't want to choose for his Father’s son. He shivered and he backed up, to back up into a wall.
“Your ok. Jason is fine.” Danny purred. Danny wrapped his arms around Damien and pointed, “Jason likes the crop and flogger best. The paddles are a good option. They make a nice noise.” He moved his hand and Damien’s gauze to the hanging items that made Damien shiver, “The canes and whips are a bit harsher. Jason likes those when he feels that he needs divine punishment.” Danny shifted his hands to run over Damien’s chest. Damien stiffened and went ramrod straight. He didn't want to breath or encourage the man any more than he already had. Danny leaned to breath into Damien’s ear.
“ What do you want to see Jason take?” Damien whimpered and jerked his head away. He didn't want to be part of this.
“Oh.” Danny reached forward and grabbed a flogger.
“You took too long. Your going to sit on the bench like a good boy and Im going to take care of Jason while you watch. Afterword's, your going to help with aftercare.” Danny led Damien to a bench and sat him down. “Your such a good boy.” Danny said, raising a hand to Damien’s cheek and rubbed a small circle on the flesh under the cheekbone. Damien leaned into it unintentionally.
Danny smiled, then turned back to Jason.
“Ok bitch, this will be quick and painful.” Danny said and savagely whipped Jason with the flogger. Jason grunted and twisted his hips away from the man.
“Your getting 28. Count them off or I start again. If you can count that high?” Danny said, Jason groaned and Danny began.
“1” Jason grunted, his face flushing.
“2” Danny’s smile was warm. Damien shifted his hips. Trying to not pay attention to how much this was exciting him. It was improper.
Jason was calm from 3 to 16 when he began whining.
“17” Jason gasped, Danny paused and looked at Damien. His legs crossed and his face turned away. Danny smirked and flicked the flogger. It made a noise and Damien snapped his head back to look. Jason’s legs and ass were starting to look nice and rosy.
“18” Damien licked his lips before jerking his head away again.
19 to 27 went similarly. Danny smiled and paused, Jason and Damien both looked at him with a pleading look.
“Oh, did you want me to finish?” Danny asked. He brought his hand up to rest on his chin. “I don't know. Maybe I should just leave you like this. Panting and waiting till I say the magic word.” Danny said.
Jason began to twist and struggle. He was so close to cumming god damn it.
Danny brought the flogger right down on Jason’s co*ck. Jason gasped and whimpered,
“CUM” Danny thundered. Both Damien and Jason shuddered and Damien felt a flush of shame and regret while Jason looked blissed and half asleep.
“Aww such a good boy.” Danny praised, he walked to the other room and grabbed a small bowl and wash cloth.
“Damien, could you go to the kitchen and grab me a Gatorade and some cookies?” Damien went off like a shot. Danny let out a sigh and began undoing the restraints and then stripped Jason of his boxers. He wiped up Jason’s mess and then put on a clean pair of boxers and pants. Jason was like jello. No resistance or fight left in him. Danny smiled and looked at Damien, who seemed reluctant to come back in the room. Danny shrugged and picked up Jason, carrying him into the Living room.
“Usually we recover in the play room but we can go to the bedroom if that is better.” Danny offered. Damien nodded.
Danny carried Jason up the stairs and Damien followed. Jason was set on the bed and Danny turned to Damien, gently pulling him to lay behind Jason.
“This is aftercare. We will cuddle Jason till he comes back to the real world.” Danny said, sitting on Jason’s other side. Petting his hair and whispering sweet nothings into his ear.
“Does Jason enjoy punishment?” Damien asked. He rested his hand on Jason’s upper arm.
“Occasionally. He hasn't been punished in a few days and I thought he deserved a reward. If he was truly to be punished he would be wearing a co*ck cage for a few days.” Danny stretched out and let out a yawn.
“When Jason wakes up Ill make sure that he is ok and then make sure that he eats and drinks.” Danny said. Damien nodded, he felt confused.
“Jason askes for this to be done to him?” Damien felt the rush of shame again.
“Yes, we have a contract and if he feels uncomfortable or doesn't want to do it, he uses his safe words and we stop.” Danny said.
Damien nodded.
“Have you been in a situation like the one before?” Danny asked, He pulled a bottle of water from somewhere and was drinking it.
“When I was with my mother, she had a tutors who would teach me of the world. I led a man on and he tied my ankles and hands before teaching me about hom*osexual activities.” Damien said, “I didn't know how I led him on but my tutors told me that I should avoid doing so moving forward if I wasn't ready for the repercussions.” Damien sighed. He didn't want to think of those days.
“What?” Danny asked. His face filled with disbelief.
“I suppose it was my fault. I was sweating heavily from a physical exercise and I removed my shirt. I didn't like the way the fabric stuck to my skin. I should have waited instead of teasing my teacher with my bare skin.” Damien nodded to himself.
“What is your teacher’s name?” Danny asked, reaching out a hand to rub at Damien’s shoulder.
“ Altair Farkash” Damien growled. He hated the man, he had spread rumors about Damien and a few females had tried to initiate sexual relations with him because of it.
“Ah. I’ll remember the name.” Danny said. Damien frowned but he felt tired all of a sudden. He looked around to find what could be making him so tired, a small green thing was attached to his ankle.
“What?” Damien asked.
“Oh, Gremlin. Time to go to your kennel Gremlin.” Danny shooed the creature away. Damien felt tired. Ready to go to sleep.
“Catch up on sleep honey. Ill be here when you wake up.” Damien nodded and fell asleep, a blanket was wrapped around him and he cuddled into Jason.
Danny woke Jason up momentarily. “I will be back in a few moments darling. I have an errand to go on for my job.” Danny said. Jason grunted and rolled over to spoon Damien.
“Cujo!” Danny called, the large green dog appeared out of the wall. “Guard.” Cujo yipped and jumped on the bed.
Danny stood up and walked to his lab. He put on his Ring of Rage. It flared to life. Danny ripped open a portal into the Infinite Realm. His form flickered and he stood in the courtyard of his Keep. His hair was shorter but still longer than it used to be, curling around his ears. On his head, the Crown of Fire was blue in color and his armor a mix of leather and steel with dragon scale chainmail. He growled and went to his library of souls. A record of all who had been born and of those who passed. Danny flipped to the page of ‘Altair Farkash’.
With each passing page he grew angrier and angrier.
Altair Farkash had assaulted, molested and raped over 30 young men between 9 and 17. The boys he targeted were quiet and shy with little parental involvement in their lives. Damien was his 18th victim. He was no longer teaching privately, he now was a teacher at a private boy’s academy. He kept a log of all his conquests and how well they performed. Even when he was able to blame the student for coming on to him. Danny threw the book to the side.
Danny yelled for Walker and Skulker. They both appeared, bowing to their King.
“Whoever finds Altair Farkash first and brings me his soul will be given a title and I will allow limited access to the human realm.” Danny sat in one of the chairs. He smirked and summoned Fright Knight as well, the knight nodded.
Danny was only in the Infinite Realm for an hour before Fright Knight had Altair Farkash soul dragged in by his feet. “ His body remains My King.” FK explained.
Skulker and Walker appeared, both disheveled and looking grumpy.
“ I Skulker, the ghost zone's greatest hunter, found the scum first. Fright Knight stole my prey.” Skulker complained.
Danny shrugged. “I want him tortured for a few years. Everyone gets a chance. Skulker for years 1 to 3, Walker 4 to 7 and Fright Knight 8 to 11. Afterwards he will be placed in the shoot for random prey for the annual hunt.” Danny proclaimed. He motioned and a faceless servant appeared with a parchment paper. Danny wrote the verdict and signed it, before sealing it with his official seal and it multiplied before disappearing. Everyone who needed to know as well as everyone in the territories would be made aware of what happened.
Danny returned, he had gotten first licks with the man and he had gotten a sick thrill in punishing the soul fo the man who had ruined Damien’s life. The poor boy looked so calm now, cuddling up.
Danny smiled at the image and went to his lab. He began writing out a plan to visit all the bats it would seem. These poor creatures were twisted and without love. Danny smiled at his plans. It would seem he was adding more to his fraid.
