Title: Taking Care of What's Mine

Rating: NC-17

Authors: cero_ate and pervyficgirl

Disclaimer:  If they were ours, we would probably be a lot nicer to them than we are here.

Word Count: 8234

Series: Masters and Slaves Verse

Characters/Pairings: Roy, Tim, Dick, Jason, and various combinations thereof.

Warnings: References to slavery, BDSM, non-con, dub-con, crossdressing, lots of PWP, kinky sex, piercings. Threesomes and moresomes. Lots of sex.

Summary:  Tim gets another lesson, Dick tries to relax, and Jason remains unconvinced.

Parts I - V



Roy woke early in the morning, a slight smile on his face as he looked over his prizes.

Tim woke up next, stretching out to look at his brothers, and check on them, before bidding his master good morning.

Roy grinned wickedly and whispered, "Want to learn something new?"  At Tim's nodded head,  Roy added, "Goal is to not wake them up." Roy unlocked the chastity belt, slipping it off silently to palm Tim's morning wood.

Tim bit his lip and wriggled against Roy's hand. "If it's anything like the other, I'm not sure that's going to be possible," he murmured quietly.

"Try," Roy whispered, gently jerking Tim off for a moment, before glancing at him, and scooting downwards, looking at him in askance, ready to give him his first blowjob.

"I will, my Lord," Tim whispered softly, waiting impatiently for Roy to get started.

Roy leaned down to lick Tim greedily, making Tim shiver at the touch.  Roy tongued Tim's slit, and caressed his balls at the same time. His efforts were rewarded as Tim bit down hard on his lip to keep from crying out at that. Roy sucked Tim into his mouth slowly, making sure to use a lot of tongue and to keep his teeth well shielded.

Tim wriggled against Roy's mouth, closing his eyes a couple of times, trying to steady the moans that wanted to come up. Roy's response was to hold Tim's hips steady, and swallow him down all the way.  This being Tim's first time, Tim didn't last very long.

Roy swallowed Tim's come and kissed Tim. "Good job."

Tim was still panting heavily. "That was wonderful, my Lord."

"You were wonderful," Roy praised.

"I didn't do anything," Tim denied.

"You reacted perfectly," Roy replied.

Tim blushed. "Do you want me to try on you, my Lord?"

"Not yet," Roy replied, and Tim tried not to look disappointed."Your brothers are waking."

Jason stirred and frowned. He knew that scent.

Dick stirred once Jason began to move.

"What did he do?" Jason asked, trying to keep an accusing sound out of his voice.

"Probably what we interrupted last night," Dick said gently.

"Why now?" Jason demanded.

"Hasn't anyone taken care of your morning wood?" Roy questioned.

Dick nuzzled Jason’s neck gently, then turned to look at Tim. "You did well enough that you earned one too?" He asked Tim. "Nice work, little brother."

"I wanted to do it for him." Roy helped Tim back into the chastity belt. "Do either of you want it?"

"He hasn't been taken care of yet," Tim corrected Dick. "We didn't have time for that."

"Oh." Dick frowned slightly, still not getting that.

"I gave Tim a blowjob," Roy clarified.

"Without getting one first?" Dick asked bluntly.

"Of course," Roy replied. "If I wanted you to give me one, I would have said so."

Dick just stared at him, really, really unsure of what game he was playing. "Do you want one, my Lord?" he asked.

"Not at the moment," Roy huffed. "I want to know if you want one!"

Dick glanced over at Jason. "Do you?" he asked.

"Why?" Jason asked.

"Because neither of you have gotten off in three days, because I take care of what's mine," Roy repeated.

"I got off yesterday," Dick pointed out. "It is your turn, Jay."

"I..." Jason frowned. "Yeah sure, go ahead."

Dick kissed Jason on the forehead, and exchanged him spots.

Jason stared at Roy as Roy went down, licking him. Roy was good at it, he'd have to give him that.

Dick watched idly, curiously. Their master wasn't asking anything of Jason either. It was a very...odd thing.

Roy sucked Jason, taking special care to make sure it would be good for Jason.

Tim watched, taking pointers for when he got to practice on his master.

A few minutes later,  Jason came a lot quicker than he intended, and lay back on the bed stunned. That...hadn't hurt.

"You okay?" Dick murmured in Rom.

"I...it didn't hurt," Jason replied in kind.

"Told you it didn't," Tim chimed in.

"It didn't hurt," Jason repeated and buried his head in Dick's shoulder. "You're the only one to make sure it doesn't hurt." Jason was confused.

"Well....it's not so bad that he does too....at least for now," Dick murmured softly, hugging Jason ntightly.

"I don't get it." Jason had been too young for Kory, so had really only experienced ... masters who enjoyed making it hurt.

"We'll talk about it later," Dick promised in Rom. "When we're alone." It was better than talking in front of Roy...who Dick didn't completely trust one hundred percent yet.

"Is he okay?" Roy murmured to Tim.

"Yes, my Lord," Tim answered. "He's just confused."

"Ah." Roy kissed Tim.

Dick glanced up from Jason long enough to ask, "Is there anything you desire, my Lord?"

"I'm thinking breakfast in your wing would be nice," Roy replied.

Dick stared. "But my Lord...don’t you need taken care of?"

"I'll take care of it later," Roy replied. "Unless you're truly wanting to. "

"You took care of both of my brothers," Dick answered simply. "I'd be happy to."

"Only if you want to," Roy repeated.

Dick tilted his head. "I just said I did, my Lord."

"Then go ahead." Roy caressed Dick's hair.

Dick smiled warmly and quickie moved between Roy's legs. He had every intention of showing just how good of a pleasure slave he actually was.

Roy lay back, intending to enjoy himself.

Dick started out very slowly, licking and sucking each ball in turn while stroking his master's cock, before licking up and down the cock in long, slow strokes.

Roy groaned as Dick showed the reason that he'd been worth so much to the slave seller.

Dick pulled back and flattened his tongue as far as it would go before swirling around the tip, wrapping it snugly between the folds of Dick's tongue and the roof of his mouth before giving a sloppy, slurpy press of his tongue against the slit.

Roy tried not to buck. He didn't want to choke Dick.

Dick remembered what Roy had liked the night before, and slipped his hands up Roy's chest, brushing over the nipples not lightly. He had to look up as he did so, and after an additional slit licking, untwined his tongue and deep throated his master's cock.

Roy came shortly after that with a loud yell of appreciation.

Dick swallowed easily, practice making it easy.

Roy pulled him up. "'Mazing."

"Glad you enjoyed, my Lord," Dick said demurely.

"You were wonderful," Roy praised.

"It's my job," Dick answered with a shrug. "Plenty of pleasure slaves could do the same. "

Roy shook his head, and cuddled Dick.

Dick didn't understand, but he cuddled back. That was always nice, even if it usually came from Jason or Tim.

"What's your favorite breakfast, Dick?" Roy questioned.

"Banana pancakes, my Lord," Dick answered, without thinking about it.

"Alright." Roy stood up out of bed. "I'll meet you three in the main room of your quarters?"

"Yes, my Lord," Dick and Tim chimed.

"I'll see you there." Roy disappeared out his door to go order banana pancakes for breakfast.

Dick yawned and stretched. "Sometime today, I need to get a bath," he mused, sitting up.

"Roy's got a huge one," Tim shared eagerly.

Dick thumped him quickly on the head. "You shouldn’t call him that," he hissed. "You might slip and call him that to his face."

"I don't think he'd mind," Tim mused.

"Don't forget your place, Tim," Dick cautioned.

"I know," Tim nodded and stretched. "My lord has a huge tub."

"But that's for the two of you," Dick pointed out. "Don't want to impose on your bath time too much, since you seem to like it."

"So? I'm sure he'll bathe you if you ask," Tim told Dick.

Dick frowned slightly. "You wouldn't mind?" he asked.

"I want you to like him," Tim responded.

"I made that mistake once, with Kory," Dick said quietly.

"Try?" Tim went to sit in Dick's lap.

"I won't make it again." Dick kissed Tim on the forehead. "Come on. It's not polite to keep the master waiting."

"True." Tim hopped Dick's lap and led them down the familiar passageway.

Dick curled his hand around Jason's. "You okay?" he asked.

"He didn't make it hurt," Jason repeated.

"Yeah, I know." Dick squeezed his hand. "That's good for Timmy, though."

"I..." Jason leaned against Dick.

Dick wrapped an arm around him as they made their way down the passage way. He knew what Jason was trying to say, and he didn't have an answer.

They emerged from the passage way to find a small table filled with banana pancakes. Dick blinked, then grinned slowly. It had been a very long time since he'd had banana pancakes.

"Sit down," Roy ordered.

Dick beamed as he sat down.

Roy sat down and relaxed while eating the banana pancakes.

"Thank you, my Lord," Dick murmured, before he began eating his.

"What's your favorite breakfast, Jason?" Roy asked.

Dick glanced at Jason curiously. He wasn't sure he knew the answer to that one.

"I don't have a favorite," Jason responded.

"Peanut butter pancakes?" Dick suggested.

"They're good..." Jason admitted

"Peanut butter chocolate pancakes?" Dick suggested with a grin. Jason had the biggest sweet tooth of them all.

Jason thought about it. "Maybe cinnamon raisin stuffed french toast with whipped cream and chocolate."

Dick chuckled and ate another forkful of pancake. He hoped Jason earned a reward soon. That sounded really good.

Jason dabbed a bit of syrup on Dick's nose. Dick retaliated by doing the same. Dick stopped teasing Jason long enough to ask, hesitantly, since their master seemed to be in such a good mood.... "My Lord, if it's not completely out of line to ask...after you've already been so kind this morning..."

"What do you need?" Roy asked curiously.

"Well, I need to bathe," Dick blushed. "Sometime today. And while I have no problem using our bathing supplies....Tim suggested that perhaps later, I might join the two of you instead. If you don't mind, my Lord."

"That would be fine," Roy smiled and kissed Dick.

Dick grinned widely into the kiss.

Roy kissed Dick again.

Dick was surprised by this, but took it as a sign to open his mouth on the second kiss.

Roy took the time to kiss thoroughly. Two of them were starting to play nicely.

Dick kissed him back receptively. He had a good mouth, he knew that, and could put it to good use.

Roy smiled and pulled back after a few moments. "You kiss well."

"Thank you, my Lord," Dick preened as he sat down.

Roy stroked Dick's hair gently. "I'm afraid I have to go to work today, my pretties."

Dick found himself almost disappointed. Where had that come from? Silliness. "I wish you a good and fruitful day, my Lord," he said demurely. Which was something any respectable slave would say, isn't it?

"I'm sorry I can't stay," Roy apologized.

"Go do your archery thing," Jason told him.

Tim kicked Jason underneath the table.

Jason looked at Tim innocently.

"Have a pleasant day, my Lord," Tim said. "Will you be back this evening?"

"Of course. Dick does need a bath," Roy smiled and kissed Tim's fingers.

"Yes," Tim said with a grin. "He does."

Roy leaned over to kiss Dick and  Dick kissed back, a little more eagerly this time, much to his internal annoyance.

Jason tentatively hugged Roy. Tim beamed up at Jason happily at that act. He really did want both his brothers to like their master too.

Jason scowled at Tim for a moment as Roy left.

"What's the scowl for?" Tim asked, once Roy was out of range.

"I don't trust this," Jason replied, leaning up against Dick.

"Me neither," Dick admitted.

"Come on. We have today alone. Let's make the best of it." Dick pulled Jason back to their shared couch.Jason was willingly dragged to the couch. Dick curled up beside him and stroked his hair. "I'm confused, too, Jay."

Jason laid down with his head in Dick's lap.

Dick ran his fingers through Jay's hair quietly. "It's good that he isn't hurting Timmy," Dick finally said.

"True," Jason agreed, leaning into the petting. "Did sleep..."

"Slept very well," Dick agreed.

"It's...not bad," Jason agreed.

"Just waiting for the other shoe to drop?" Dick suggested.

"Pretty much," Jason sighed. "At least he likes Timmy."

"If he's for real...he'll like you too," Dick answered.

"Like Donna, right?" Jason scoffed.

"Maybe," Dick agreed softly. "Maybe....not as roughly."

"Sure,” Jason agreed. "Maybe pigs'll start flying out my ass too.”

Dick chuckled and leaned down and kissed Jason’s' forehead.

Jason dragged his hands along Dick's face.

Dick stopped to kiss the fingers along their way, interrupting their path.

Jason smiled. "Miss you so much."

"Miss you more," Dick promised. Jason fingered Dick's torso, making Dick groan softly. "That's cheating, brother of mine."

"Gonna let him adorn you?" Jason asked.

"No," Dick said viciously.

"Even though he's so very nice?" Jason asked.

"I told you I don't trust him," Dick answered. "I'm just riding it through for Tim's sake."

"Good." Jason nodded. "Where did the kiddo go?"

"Library," Dick murmured absently.

"Again?" Jason sighed.

"It's Tim," Dick chuckled, running his fingers lightly over Jason's back.

Jason arched his back. "Feel good."

"How good?" Dick whispered in Jason’s' ear.

"Very good." Jason turned and kissed Dick's stomach.

Dick wondered, idly, how much he could get away with. How much they could get away with.

"I don't want you getting in trouble," Jason sighed.

"Would be worth it, to touch you," Dick murmured, running his fingers over Jason's lips.

"Tied on the bed without any senses?" Jason asked.

Dick shivered, and wrapped himself around Jason tightly.

"Yes," he answered. "For you, I'd risk it."

"I won't risk you," Jason told Dick.

Dick nuzzled Jason. "Miss you," he murmured. "So damn much."

"I know," Jason said, leaning up to kiss Dick.

Dick kissed him back, curled tightly around him.

"Maybe I should let him take me, so we can get back to each other," Jason pondered.

"Not if you don't want to," Dick said softly. "I...it didn't hurt with me. But ...."

"I want you back," Jason said.

"And I you," Dick said firmly. He kissed Jason a second time, slipping in a little tongue this time.

Jason mewled softly.

"Is up to you," Dick murmured.

"Won't let you get hurt," Jason sighed. "Master's escalate punishments."

"I know," Dick answered, rubbing his nipples reflexively, remembering his own piercing, and how they had ended.

"Keep you safe," Jason told Dick.

"That’s my job," Dick teased.

"Not when you're being silly." Jason kissed Dick's nose.

Dick sighed, and pressed his erection against Jason in frustration.

"I know." Jason sat up. "Want you!"

Dick smiled slowly. "We could take a bath together...."

"He's already got magic," Jason warned.

"True enough," Dick sighed. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't temp you like this. You'll get punished too. I guess I just want...I want to push him, you know? So I can finally see that this is all just an act."

"I know," Jason replied.

Dick leaned backwards over the couch, stretching out his legs.

"I just...let me do it," Jason asked. "You're not..."

"Let you do what?" Dick asked curiously.

"Let me push him," Jason suggested. "Touching... you need it."

"No, I won't let you," Dick growled firmly, sitting back up. "I'm your older brother. I protect you It's my job. I won't let you hurt yourself."

"I won't let you hurt yourself," Jason scowled.

"I'm older. I have more say," Dick answered loftily.

"I'll call Tim!" Jason threatened.

"Tim can't stop me either," Dick answered. "Look, I already failed you twice. I couldn’t stop Donna. Or Slade."

"I couldn't stop Wilson," Jason corrected.

"My job," Dick corrected. "I'm supposed to take the pain so you two don't have to."

"Not to the point you need surgery!" Jason objected.

"Yes," Dick argued. "As long as it spared you."

Jason scowled at Dick. "Then neither of us is gonna test him." He crossed his arms and sat in the corner of the couch.

Dick sighed and leaned back on the couch. "Don't be angry at me, Jay-bird. Can't stand that."

"I don't want you hurt!" Jason exclaimed.

Dick curled back up and wrapped his arms around Jay's neck. "I don't want you hurt either," he murmured, showering affectionate terms in Rom.

Jason pulled Dick onto his lap, and kissed his shoulders.

Dick let him, but retaliated by tickling.

Jason laughed and bit Dick's collarbone.

"Biting is cheating," Dick laughed, and doubled his tickling efforts.

Jason tickled back.

Dick laughed softly, and pinned Jason with one hand and his legs, while he tickled down Jason's chest and the back of his knees.

"Tim!" Jason cried out.

"Tim won't help you," Dick chuckled. "I was good today. You got a knee kick."

Tim obediently walked in to the main room to see what was going on.

"He's threatening to test Roy's good will and tickling me too!" Jason said very quickly.

Tim looked at Dick sadly. "Why would you do that again?"

Jason scowled. "He won't let me do it this time."

Tim looked at them both as if they'd lost their minds. "What's wrong with you? Why do you have to push things? Why can't you just let things be?"

"Because we don't trust this," Jason said firmly.

"You don't have to trust it," Tim answered. "But you don't have to purposefully make things worse, either."

Jason sighed and pulled Tim into his lap.

Tim scowled at him.

"Because we want to know what he's really like," Jason explained.

Tim sighed. "Can't you just let that happen in time?" he asked.

"I don't want to get my hopes up again," Jason admitted in Rom.

"I haven't ever seen you get your hopes up," Tim grumbled in return.

Dick sighed. "There’s a reason for that."

"We don't want you to get your hopes up either." Jason kissed Tim's temple

"I don't," Tim answered. "I just want at least the first times not to ... be as difficult as they could be."

"Like that'd happen," Jason scoffed.

Tim frowned and bit his lip. "You...you think it's going to hurt after all?"

"He didn't hurt me," Dick said quickly.

"I don't trust it," Jason explained

"I trust it for that long," Dick admitted. "It's after Tim's not untouched any longer that I worry."

"True," Jason nodded. "You're gonna learn...not good things."

"You're both too pessimistic." Tim slipped off the couch and went back to the library, aggravated.

Jason just shook his head at Dick and followed Tim to the library.

Tim slammed the door in Jason's face rather loudly.

Jason scowled. "I don't think he wants us. See what he’s doing?"

"I think he's just confused," Dick said smoothly. "It's a difficult time, the first time around."

"I suppose," Jason sighed and nestled against Dick. "Hate that someone's finally noticed. His little thing was going good."

Dick sighed. "He's not ugly," he pointed out. "Had to happen sometime." But he wrapped his arms around Jason and whispered softly. "I wish it hadn't."

"Curl up with me?" Jason was still tired from the past couple nights worth of nightmares.

"You never have to ask," Dick answered, giving Jay a kiss on the nose. "Pick the place."

"Might as well make use of the beds he's supplied," Jason was still kinda shocked at those as well. Generally they got a pallet next to the master's bed.

"Sounds great." Dick stretched. "Let's make use of yours. Make it smell like me." For when their master got sick of indulging them and allowing them to sleep in his bed.

"Thanks," Jason whispered, lazily getting up and moving towards his bedroom.

Dick followed closely behind.

Jason stretched out in his bed and opened his arms and  Dick laid down and wrapped himself around Jason willingly.

Jason snuggled against him tightly, and closed his eyes. "Love." Dick finished the sentiment in Rom.

Jason fell asleep quickly. He was really tired.

Dick had gotten a full night's sleep, so he had no reason to sleep. Instead, he stayed awake, and watched Jason.

Soon enough Tim snuck in and lay on Jason's other side.

"Done being mad at us, little brother?" Dick whispered softly.

"Still mad," Tim responded. "But Jason needs us."

"Love you, little brother," Dick said softly.

"I know," Tim replied. "Thanks for making sure we got sold together this time." The worst times were when they were sold separate. And Jason kept getting sold away from them.

Dick leaned over and brushed Tim's cheek. "Wish I always could," he said softly.

"I know," Tim replied, snuggling Jason. "You never mean for us to be separated."

Dick closed his eyes, remembering all the time he'd failed. "No," he said softly. "I didn't."

Tim leaned up to kiss Dick, showing what he'd learned from Roy

Dick blinked in surprise. That was the first time Tim had ever kissed him in a way that wasn't that of his little brother.

Tim pulled back with a frown.

"Why did you stop?" Dick asked softly.

"You didn't...did I do it wrong?" Tim asked. "Master likes it but..."

"No...you didn't do it wrong," Dick assured him. "Just...caught me by surprise. I'm still not quite used to thinking of you as an adult."

"Then...do you want me to do it again?" Tim asked uncertainly.

"Yes," Dick replied, smiling warmly at him.

Tim leaned in to kiss again, trying to remember everything Roy had done, or liked.

Dick was more receptive this time, opening his mouth, and returning the licks and tastes of Tim's tongue.

Tim smiled through the kiss. Finally maybe his brothers would start to realize that he was growing up. He wasn't betting money on it, of course.

Dick pulled back and stroked Tim' s cheek. "He is teaching you well," he noted with appreciation.

Tim leaned into the touch eagerly. "He's good."

"Still doesn't deserve you," Dick murmured in Rom.

"Who does?" Tim laughed.

Dick laughed and pinched Tim hard.

Tim whined at that and shot Dick an incredibly hurt look.

Dick responded by offering a kiss of his own.

Tim kissed back eagerly

"Learn well, little brother," Dick encouraged. "When he gets rid of us, maybe we'll go back to Wayne and Jason and I can take care of you properly."

"Maybe he won't get rid of us," Tim hoped.

Dick sighed. "They all do, eventually."

"My lord doesn't seem to have any intention of it," Tim pointed out.

"We'll see," Dick said diplomatically, not wanting to hurt Tim's feelings

Tim snuggled down to take a nap with Jason. He wanted to be wide awake if Roy was willing to let him practice anything.

"Wusses," Dick said affectionately.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

By the time that Roy came home, they were all in the midst of the nap. Even Dick had given in and taken one.

Roy smiled and shook Tim gently.

Dick woke up first, and blinked up at Roy.

"I'm going to steal Tim for a bit then come get you for your bath, okay?" Roy said softly, kissing Dick's forehead.

"Mmmkay. Teach him good things," Dick murmured.

"I will," Roy promised.

"Thank you, my Lord," Dick said softly. Then he reached over and pinched Tim's cheek to wake him up.

"Ouch," Tim grumbled softly, reaching over to swat Dick automatically. "My Lord," he said brightly when he saw Roy. "Welcome home."

"I'm stealing you to debauch you," Roy told Tim, kissing him.

Tim responded with a thorough kiss back, wondering vaguely if he tasted at all like Dick.

"C'mon," Roy gestured, moving so Tim could get out of bed and follow him.

Tim waved to Dick, and followed his master obediently.

"Two lessons today, if you want," Roy offered.

"Really?" Tim asked curiously.

Roy nodded, and led Tim to the bathroom. "First though, a massage would be nice and then you can try a blowjob for half your lessons."

"I would be honored, my Lord," Tim said nervously. He really was...just anxious.

"And then we'll see if anal is going to be good for you," Roy said. "And your very first toy."

Tim grinned up at him. "Thank you, my Lord. That sounds wonderful...I hope I do not disappoint you."

"I'm sure you won't," Roy lay on the massage table.

Tim was very thorough this time, pressing in all the right spots. "You had a rough day, my Lord?" Tim questioned. The master looked like he'd had a horrible day.

"Long, lovely, very long," Roy replied, kissing Tim’s fingers, and rolling to let him get to the front, and his slowly hardening cock.

"I'm glad you made it back safe," Tim whispered softly. Tim made his way slowly down the chest, not taking any liberties with the cock until he was instructed to do so.

"Whenever you're ready, my little one," Roy instructed.

"How do you want the rest of me positioned, my Lord?" Tim asked.

Roy thought about it, and then got up to kneel at the corner of the room. "Trust me, little one?"

"I do, my Lord," Tim responded.

"Do you want both your lessons today?" Roy asked.

Tim nodded. "I do," he answered. "Very much."

Roy pulled out the toy and the lube from the chest, laying them on the massage table while he undid Tim's chastity belt.

Tim looked over the toy thoughtfully. It didn't look too big, or like something he couldn't handle.

"You can touch," Roy told him.

Tim leaned over and picked the toy up, running his hands over the tiny black grooves. "This one's kind of small," he said thankfully. "The other ones...that our previous masters used were pretty large."

"We'll work our way up to larger," Roy promised. "Now lay on your side." He took the toy and the lube and laid opposite Tim, so he could give Roy a blow job. "Shield your teeth and just...enjoy yourself."

"I already did that this morning, my Lord," Tim replied. He tried to remember what Dick had done earlier in the morning, and what his master had done the day before. He began by slowly licking the slit.

"Good," Roy praised, as he carefully used more lube than was strictly needed, rubbing it around the edge of his Tim's anus.

Tim shivered a little under the touch, and slipped Roy's cock into his mouth.

"Very good," Roy squirmed, as he carefully start to wiggle his finger into Tim.

Tim gasped around Roy's cock.

"Keep going," Roy suggested, as he probed in another finger, reaching for a small nub of nerves.

Tim whimpered at the touch, but tried to concentrate, reaching up for the testicles.

"Okay?" Roy asked.

Tim nodded. They were new sensations, though, and would take time to get used to.

Roy kept probing for the nub, trying to bring Tim pleasure.

Roy was bringing Tim a lot of pleasure, and making it difficult to concentrate.

"Keep going," Roy instructed as he stuck his third finger in.

Tim groaned, but followed instructions, forcing himself to start to suck gently on Roy's cock.

"Good," Roy paused as he let Tim work.

With the pause, Tim took advantage, moving up and down on Roy's cock, and using his hand to jerk the part of the shaft that he wasn't actively sucking.

"Good," Roy praised. "So good." Tim was unpracticed, but that'd come in time.

Tim kept stroking him, as he moved his mouth over to lick and suck the balls, causing Roy to give Tim a warning that he was getting close. Tim looked at him curiously, before putting his mouth back onto the tip of Roy's cock.

Roy tensed and came after a few more licks.

Tim was not quite as neat about licking it up and swallowing as he hoped, but he did manage to get the majority of it down.

Roy carefully pulled out his fingers, and lubed the plug up. He slipped the toy in.

Tim gasped a little at the unexpected sensation.

Roy kept pushing until it was fully anchored. "Good?"

"Feels a little....awkward, my Lord," Tim said honestly. Not that awkward was bad...

"Good or bad?" Roy questioned, jiggling it a bit.

Tim gasped again. "Good," he decided, as the jiggle hit the right spot.

Roy smiled. "I'm going to leave this in."

"Really, my Lord?" Tim asked.

"I want you to get used to the sensation," Roy replied. "Plus, sit up."

Tim sat up slowly, getting used to the sensation as he did so.

"Jiggle a little," Roy instructed, waiting to see how Tim reacted to the feeling of it pressing on his prostrate with each movement.

Tim moaned a little as he obeyed.

"Like?" Roy asked.

"Yes!" Tim said emphatically.

Roy grinned. "Good. Do you want to go get Dick?"

"Yes, my Lord," Tim replied.

"Go ahead," Roy smiled, swatting Tim gently.

"Sorry," Tim ducked his head and blushed, struggling to get up. It took a while, as every sensation was still new to him, and made him shiver in pleasure.

"That was a tease, sweetheart," Roy told him. "I told you, I don't hit in punishment."

"I know, my Lord," Tim replied. "I just...I don't feel like I did anything very well tonight."

"You made me come," Roy kissed him. "And you're taking to anal."

"I didn't lick everything up the way I should," Tim responded, with a frown.

"That takes time," Roy pointed out. "I don't expect immediate perfection, little one."

"I want to be as good as Dick was this morning," Tim confessed.

"And when you've had as much experience, you will be even better," Roy told him. "Now go get Dick." He kissed Tim. "And I won't make you get the belt on, while you do it." He did have an ulterior motive of wanting them to see Tim was starting to get anally stimulated.

Tim blushed and nodded. He knew he'd never be better than Dick, though. He did go and get Dick, each step a bit awkward.

Jason woke slowly as Tim came into the room, and growled at the awkward step. Figured.

Dick turned and looked, and frowned slightly.

"He did it, didn't he?" Jason scowled.

"Not yet," Tim said cheerfully. "You ready, Dick?"

"Then why are you walking that way?" Jason demanded.

"Butt plug," Tim said matter of factly. "To help stretch me out and get me ready before it's his turn, I think."

Jason stared at Dick. "Fuck."

Dick looked at Tim fearfully. "Oh, Timmy...."

Tim shook his head. "It's a really small one," he promised. "It doesn't hurt at all...no more than a pinch."

Jason scowled. "Bend over."

Tim sighed, and leaned over the bed, to give his brothers a better look.

Jason blinked. "They come that small?"

"We never got any that small...." Dick said in confusion.

"How do they come that small?" Jason asked.

"They have really soft bumps on them too," Tim continued, oblivious to his brothers confusion. "Feels kind of odd to have something in there, but when one of those bumps hits just right...it feels really good."

"It feels good?" Dick asked.

Tim nodded. "Kind of like....that feeling just before you come, except it goes away more quickly, and I haven't come yet."

Dick frowned. "Why'd you come here?"

Tim sighed. "You wanted a bath, remember?"

"Right," Dick frowned. He was curious about a butt plug that didn't hurt.

"Do you still want a bath?" Tim prodded. "You kind of stink."

"I'm coming." Dick got up and kissed Jason before following Tim.

Tim slipped his hand into Dick's as they made their way down the passage.

Roy kissed Dick as he entered. "Ready for a bath? What do you think of Tim's plug?"

"It's really small," Dick noted in wonder. "Didn't know they made 'em that small."

"Do you want to see what a small one feels like?" Roy offered.

"You have more small ones, my Lord?" Dick asked.

"Of course." Roy smiled.

"Oh." Dick paused, and thought about it. "Yes, my Lord, I do."

"Alright," Roy smiled. "You've got a bit of experience, so come over and pick yours out."

Dick walked over, and surveyed them hesitantly. Which only made him more confused. "The smallest one we ever had was nine inches long and four and half inches wide," he murmured. "Didn't know they came so small..."

"Holy shit." Roy scowled, and hugged Dick protectively.

"That was on a good day," Dick admitted, hugging Roy back before realizing he was doing so.

"Try something smaller," Roy told him.

Dick hesitated a moment before picking out a smallish clear one. Upon picking it up, he discovered that it actually moved fairly well in his hands, like jelly. It wasn't as hard as he was used to, and the small bumps did look like they would feel good inside him.

"That looks fine." Roy kissed Dick. "Bend over."

Dick handed it over hesitantly, then bent over willingly.

Roy kissed Dick's back and used the warming lube.

Dick looked at him questionably. "You're using lube, my Lord? For a toy?"

"Of course." Roy frowned. "We have so much work to do." He carefully stretched Dick, jerking him gently.

Dick wasn't expecting that. He pushed into the touch eagerly.

Roy brought Dick off as he carefully inserted the plug. "Good boy."

Dick gasped as he came, barely noticing the plug as he spasmed. "Thank you, my Lord," he murmured softly. "I don't understand, but thank you."

"Try walking around the room," Roy ordered, pulling Tim onto his lap.

Tim curled up in Roy's lap as they waited for Dick to get used to the sensation. "Wish he'd had you first, my Lord," Tim whispered softly.

"Me too." Roy played with the plug and kissed Tim.

Tim gasped a little into the kiss.

"How's it feel?" Roy nibbled Tim's ear.

"Awkward," Tim admitted. "But a good kind of awkward...the kind that makes me think I could get used to it."

"Didn't think they could feel this good," Dick said in bewilderment.

"They're supposed to, my own," Roy said gently.

Dick just stared at him. "I thought they were a punishment tool."

Roy pulled Dick down to kiss him and play with the plug. "Not with me."

Dick moaned a little and nuzzled closer.

"I'm not going to use sex as a punishment," Roy promised.

"Not even when you're really angry?" Dick asked quietly.

"Not even when I'm really really angry," Roy said gently. "Sex is for fun, or for pushing limits. Not for punishments. You'll get put in time out when you're being punished. "

"I...want to believe you, my Lord," Dick said wistfully. "But no one's ever had any problems with using it as a punishment before. Excepting Mistress Kory." That had been so long ago, though, that sometimes Dick thought he had imagined it.

"I know." Roy kissed Dick gently and this time,  Dick kissed back greedily. "And we'll leave this in," Roy promised, playing both the plugs.

Dick nodded. "I think....I think I'd like that."

"I will," Tim promised.

"Now, bath time?" Roy asked.

"Please, my Lord," Dick said with a smile. "My brother seems to believe I stink." He pinched Tim's nose affectionately.

Roy chuckled. "Do you remember how to start the bath little one?"

"Yes, my Lord," Tim said with a nod. He rarely had to be shown anything twice.

"Then go ahead," Roy swatted Tim gently towards the tub.

"Do you want me to add anything to the water, my Lord?" Tim asked.

"Whatever you'd like," Roy responded.

Tim blinked in surprise, and ran off to do so, as fast as his awkward steps would carry him.

"Still feel okay?" Roy questioned.

"Yes, my Lord," Dick answered. "Just...confused, but still good. Very good. "

Roy kissed his nose. "I'm going to take care of you."

"Don't have to. Just take care of Tim," Dick answered.

"Take care of all of you," Roy promised.

Dick looked up at him. "That would be nice," he admitted.

Roy pulled Dick onto his lap and cuddled him. "I take care of what's mine. And probably start as if you're not much more sexually experienced than Tim if that's okay?"

"I am, though," Dick answered.

"Not the right way," Roy said. "So we're going to start the right way."

"Whatever you wish, my Lord," Dick said, curiously. "But I think we can skip the blow job lecture." He smiled cockily at that.

"I think we can too." Roy carried Dick to the bathtub.

Tim had placed a nice mixture of warm water and plenty of bubbles, along with some beads that promised to be "relaxing."

Roy gently deposited Dick into the tub with a murmur of 'good job' to Tim. Getting in himself, he leaned his head back with a soft sigh of relief. The very long day was almost done.

Dick wriggled into the water, still getting accustomed to the feel of his butt plug. "Tim was right. This is a huge tub."

"I need it big," Roy said, heat plastering his hair to his face. "Has jets for therapeutic purposes."

"That must be wonderful, my Lord," Dick replied. He nuzzled up to Roy and ran his hands down Roy's back slowly, hesitantly.

Roy smiled, and wrapped an arm around Dick, pressing into the touch.

"You seem tired, my Lord," Tim noted, curling up on the other side.

"Long day," Roy kissed Tim's hair. "And I took yesterday off so I had to take care of two days worth of work."

"I'm sorry, my Lord," Tim said, leaning into the touch.

"For what?" Roy rubbed Tim's shoulder absently.

"You spent most of yesterday with me, my Lord," Tim pointed out. "Well, with us."

"That's because I need you to be settled in and comfortable," Roy explained. "While I have time. I am a soldier after all...and later can sometimes mean months later."

Dick frowned, suddenly not liking the sound of that at all. Tim really didn't like it, and was much less hesitant to let it be known that Dick. "I won't like that at all, my Lord," Tim said.

"It's a risk I run," Roy shrugged. "It doesn't happen often, we're thankfully at a peaceful time...but... you've seen my scars, Tim."

"Masters aren't supposed to have scars," Dick said automatically.

"Tell that to the enemy," Roy laughed, and squeezed Dick. "If I want to have money I have to work, and I'm damned good at what I do. Just like you're damned good at what you do."

Dick just shuddered. Even if their master was telling the truth, and not ready to sell them at some point, he'd probably die in battle and leave them alone. Then they'd be sold again....

"Hey." Roy hugged Dick. "I haven't died yet."

"Don't for a long time, my Lord," Dick said softly.

"I don't intend to," Roy promised, dropping a kiss on Dick's cheek before getting a washcloth and the soap to wash his boys down with.

"Do you wish for me to wash you as well, my Lord?" Dick asked. That was usually his job.

"Not right now," Roy responded, running the cloth up and around Dick's shoulders and down his chest.

Dick moaned and leaned into the touch. "Are you sure, my Lord?"

"Positive." Roy followed the cloth with light kisses.

Dick responded by running his fingers over Roy's chest, equally as lightly.

Carefully working down Dick's torso, he skipped the genitals to get the legs, shivering a little at Dick's touch.

The legs were Dick's weakness of course, and he cooed into the touch, squirming to make the butt plug work better.

Roy grinned and stopped to pay special attention to making sure that Dick’s legs were very very clean, and made mental note that he'd have to try the special plug on Dick if this was how he reacted to a little bit of leg teasing.

Dick purred and ran his fingers down his master's shoulders and arms, showing his appreciation. Gods, it'd been so long since someone had just played with his legs.

"Going to have fun with this," Roy promised, as he finally worked back up to wash Dick's back.

"Mmmmm...promise, my lord?" Dick half moaned.

"Of course," Roy answered with a smile. "Got a few ideas, to take advantage of this. Close your eyes, I'm going to get your hair."

"Yes, my Lord." Dick closed his eyes, and wondered what he was thinking, looking forward to that the way he was. It was going to come back to bite him, it had to.

Roy poured cups of water over Dick's head, before working the shampoo in with his fingers, rubbing the scalp, making sure it got nice and clean.

Dick leaned back encouragingly, and Tim smiled at the sight.

Roy massaged Dick's scalp before carefully rinsing out all the bubbles.

Tim hesitantly ran his fingers through Dick's scalp as well.

Roy smiled at Tim. "Your turn, little one."

"My turn, my Lord?" Tim asked.

"To get cleaned," Roy reminded Tim with a chuckle. "Got to take care of you too."

"Oh. I was enjoying watching you clean Dick, my Lord," Tim answered with a grin.

"Well I'm going to enjoy cleaning you." Roy kissed Tim thoroughly.

Tim returned the kiss and slipped into place so Roy could clean him more thoroughly.

Roy paid just as much attention to Tim, only, with Tim, he played with Tim's penis.

Dick leaned back and watched Roy and Tim play together, happy to watch his little brother squirm under the touch.

Roy was very gentle in tweaking Tim’s nipples, not wanting to cause pain in the probably quite sensitive nubs. "We're going to have to use the salve after the bath."

Tim whimpered a little. "Yes, my Lord. They're still a bit too sensitive," Tim admitted, squeezing Dick's hand reassuringly.

Roy nodded and kissed Tim. "Thank you for telling me." He brought Tim off as a reward.

Tim curled up into Roy's arms as he came, nuzzling against the neck as he did so.

Roy cuddled Tim for long moments afterwards, before finishing cleaning Tim up, including washing his hair.

Tim enjoyed the touching as well, though perhaps not as thoroughly as Dick.

Roy got out first and then pulled first Dick and then Tim out of the bath, wrapping them in towels.

Dick nuzzled into the towels, still getting used to the feel of the butt plug.

"Still feeling good?" Roy questioned gently.

Dick smiled widely. "Yes, my Lord," he replied. "Rather wonderful, really."

"Good," Roy kissed Dick. "And you'll tell me if it gets uncomfortable, or if you need to use the bathroom?"

Dick looked at him. "You'll take it out if I have to go? I won't have to hold it in?"

"Of course!" Roy exclaimed. "You're not allowed to touch yourself, but I don't want you to get sick!"

Dick bowed his head. "I'm sorry, my Lord."

Roy tilted Dick's head up. "It was not your fault you had bad masters and so don't know. It's only your fault if you don't keep me aware of how your feeling."

Dick smiled tentatively up at Roy. "I'll try, my Lord."

"Good," Roy nodded as he carefully helped Tim into his chastity belt. "Were you listening, little one?"

"Yes, my Lord," Tim answered, not rubbing in the fact that he would have told Roy naturally if he had to use the bathroom.

"Good," Roy got out the pot of stuff. "Ready for the salve?"

"Yes, my Lord," Tim answered. "They feel better than they did yesterday," he added hopefully.

"They're supposed to," Roy chuckled.

"Didn't think they'd heal that fast," Tim confessed.

"That's because we have magic balm," Roy pointed out gently. "Plus, we're not doing anything that's going to reopen the scars."

Dick shivered. "Good," he murmured.

"They're supposed to be for fun, not hurting," Roy told Dick.

Dick shrugged. '"I guess so...."

"Maybe someday you'll see," Roy said gently. "Just like with the plug. Are we all sleeping together again?"

"If you don't mind, my Lord," Dick said simply.

"I don't mind at all," Roy promised. "You'll just have to let me know if you want private time before bed. Any of you."

Dick looked at him curiously. "Private time, my Lord?"

"Time between the two of us," Roy clarified. "For sex, or whatever."

Dick immediately looked at Tim. "Do you?"

Roy waited for Tim's reply.

Tim shook his head. "I had private time today," he answered. He bit his lip. "Didn't do so well, but had private time."

"You did wonderfully," Roy praised. "You didn't hurt me."

"Of course I didn't!" Tim exclaimed.

"Some first timer's do," Roy told him. "Forget to shield their teeth. Imagine that on your cock."

Dick shuddered. "You really don't want to imagine that, Tim," Dick told him.

"But you didn't," Roy said gently. "If you really want to get better, I'll stick a toy in your chest to help out a bit."

"I do want to get better," Tim said firmly.

"Then I'll stick a dildo into the chest," Roy told him. "Dick can give you pointers on technique. Jason too probably."

Tim blushed, but nodded. "I'd like that."

"Okay. Dick, I'm going to ask you to hold off on private time until day after tomorrow. We're going to take a day, just you and me, and figure out a few things." He intended to go straight through his chest with Dick, find out what felt good to his eldest slave, since obviously he'd mostly had them used improperly.

"As you wish, my Lord," Dick replied demurely. Privately he wondered if that was when things were going to start to feel bad. When their master's true colors would show through. Maybe it really was part of a game.

"Don't worry, my own. We're just going to see what makes you feel really good," Roy promised.

Dick nodded, and offered a kiss to cover up his own confusion. Having his master use a term of endearment had stopped making him feel that way years ago.

"Now it's bedtime," Roy said and pulled out Tim's chastity belt, to help him into it.

"Would it be okay if I went to get Jason, my Lord?" Dick asked.

"Go ahead," Roy gave permission. "And we'll go over tomorrow's schedule for you three."

Dick nodded, and went to retrieve Jason.

Jason stared at Dick's only slightly awkward gate. "He's getting you too?"

”It's small," Dick told him. "And...and it kind of feels ... good."

"Sure it does," Jason shook his head. "And when he decides to use the usual size?"

"I didn't see any that were as big as we're used to," Dick admitted. "And Jay...I got to pick it myself. And he asked if I wanted to see how a smaller one felt." Dick shook his head. "I'm so confused."

"Me too," Jason admitted. "What's his angle?"

"I don't know," Dick admitted. "That's what scares me. But...if you asked, I bet you could see how a small one felt, too." Dick blushed and squirmed a little.

"Is it good?" Jason asked hesitantly.

"Kind of feels like fingers," Dick answered. "Like how it feels with you, when you're being a teasing ass, and taking your time with me."

"Always take my time with you," Jason muttered, hugging Dick.

"Yes, but sometimes you go extra slow. On purpose, when I want to come," Dick laughed, kissing his brother's neck. "You know what I mean."

Jason purred. "So bedtime?" Jason ran his hands down Dick's body, checking out the feel of the plug between Dick's cheeks

Dick shuddered. "Evil teasy thing," he muttered.

"Mine," Jason responded, leading Dick back towards the bedroom, to snuggle into bed.

Dick smiled, and murmured softly in Rom, "Yours."

"You guys have a busy day tomorrow," Roy warned.

"Oh, my Lord?" Dick asked, as he snuggled into bed.

"You're getting a thorough going over by my doctors, you have the tailor coming in to make tailored outfits for you, the cobbler coming for custom leather stuff, including sandals," Roy listed off. "And the hair cutter, so if you want a trim you can get that too and a stylist for matching your makeup better than I can."

"More makeup?" Tim perked up. He rather liked that.

"Better matching at least," Roy kissed Tim. "And more if you want. You are going to be spoiled tomorrow. They know my preferences, so you can go to town within limits."

"Thank you, my Lord," Tim beamed.

"And then day after, Dick and I have an appointment," Roy said.

"Yes, my Lord," Dick agreed, squeezing Jason's hand a little. He was nervous.

"It's going to be okay," Roy promised. "But now bed."

"Good night, my Lord," Tim murmured, followed quickly by Dick stating the same.

Roy curled around Tim and fell asleep. It had been along day.

Dick snuggled up against Jason shortly thereafter.

"Night, big brother," Jason yawned and snuggled against Dick.

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