Loki: *Settling himself comfortably on the lower bunk, sitting forward with his elbows on his knees watching David pace the cell, with his long legs it only took three strides for him to reach the other side and spin around. Occasionally he would look at the cell door when someone passed by. David wouldn't scowl, he would bluster, he'd just look and the unfortunate recipient on the other side would suddenly feel the need to widen the intervening space despite the fact that David was behind bars. It made Loki want to beam with pride. It didn't matter the circumstances, David exuded authority and power, and it showed. He smiled faintly, seeing how magnificent David was as he moved, with all the grace and terrible strength of a panther. The lines of David's body admitting that he might be contained for now but it didn't matter because it was going to make his retribution all the more intense for when he finally got free.*

Randy: *Sitting in the bunk beside Loki, Randy in turn, was scowling at anyone who passed. This was an affront to his Master and to Loki, and he didn't believe that it should be stood for. He was more than ready to tear those bars apart with his bare hands and choke someone, but his Master had given him a look when he tried to head for the door a few moments ago, so instead he was sitting and smoldering. That piece of shit Sean O'Haire was going to pay for this. He knew damn good and well they would not be here long, not only did they have lawyers who would have them out of here by morning if needed, but Sean knew better than to actually press charges. Besides, how could the asshole press charges against something he had begged for? Probably Shan had pressed the charges for him, but on the other hand, he hadn't actually *seen* Shan, so he wasn't exactly sure. All he knew was when he got out of here he was going to beat the fuck out of that bastard…and *not* in the good way.*

Dave: *Dave paced the cell with all the prowess and caged power of a caged lion. His mind over and over turning the problem of what he was going to do about the situation, he was unable to hold his body still as he processed the earlier part of the evening in his mind, thinking about it. He wasn't really pissed about being in jail; actually he was intrigued by the scenario, as he always was by something different. On the other hand, he couldn't let the situation go unpunished, either. How to punish for something that didn't truly bother him, now that was the question. It may have bothered him had they actually been in a main group holding cell where they could be seen and touched by other people, not that anyone was usually insane enough to actually try putting their hands on either of his Precious Ones, and if they did, they didn't live to tell about it. No, they had been respectfully led back here to an actual cell and the annoying pest that had originally been in this cell with them had been quickly removed and put in a cell with two other people across the corridor. They could still be seen by other prisoners, but not touched, though most were fearfully keeping their eyes averted. They had also been allowed to keep their clothing and not put in one of those stupid uniforms that everyone else in these cells was wearing. He had time to kill, and deciding how to take his revenge was doing as well of a job killing it as anything else. Unless that bastard in the adjoining cell looked at him one more time, then killing him through the bars was going to take its place.*

Loki: *Looking back and forth between David and Randy's faces, absolutely fascinated. Randy was furious, no livid was the more apt description. Randy was going to seriously hurt Sean when he got out, which meant he was going to hurt Shan because physical pain never deterred Sean in any way. He actually considered it a reward. That's probably what he was looking for here, just like when he had locked Loki and David in the basement. He wanted a real painful punishment. He really must be hearing the voices then. Now David, David didn't looked pissed, no he was thinking and that was almost as sexy as David pissed. Loki looked back and forth between the two and sighed shaking his head. They were missing out on all the absolute chaotic fun they could have in this cell. It was begging to be used. It was one giant play pen and he was determined to take the hours they had here and use them to their fullest effect. It was like the cops or the other inmates were going to stop them, they knew better.* "You know David, I was thinking. This blanket could be easily ripped into strips of cloth. He looked up as David paused mid pace. Their dark eyes met and Loki smirked, turning to look at Randy.*

Randy: *Randy sat quietly stewing on what he was going to do to Shan O'Haire to make Sean pay when he heard Loki's statement. He saw the smirk covering Loki's face and his heart began racing, then caught the answering heat in his Master's eyes before Dave repressed it and nodded and damn, he was lost. Fuck God, these two men could do things to him, turn him inside out, faster than they could blink. He took quick stock of the situation, his shoulders straightening into ramrod stiffness and his head respectfully lowering for an instant before a better idea struck him. Pretending that he had just caught the comment and the implications he jumped up from his seat, shrieking and running to the other side of the cell he began to cower in the corner.* "Help! Somebody help me!" *Randy wondered for an instant if he should have skipped the screaming in respect for whomever might actually *try* to help him, but no, if they were stupid enough to mess with his Master and his Loki they deserved the pain they would feel. Besides, the game wouldn't be anywhere near as much fun for the two of them if he didn't try to call for help and pretend abject fear of them and what they were doing to him.*

Dave: *Dave smirked at Loki at his suggestion, his dark eyes capturing Randy's respectful demeanor before it changed to one of abject fear and horror. Fuck if he didn't love him. Loki on the other hand gained a leer as Little One ran to the other side of the cell and began cowering in the corner. Dave's own face picked up a dark leer of his own before striding purposely over to Loki and jerking the blanket off the bed he had been sitting on and beginning to rip it into sections. He gave Loki a dark grin as he pulled the sheet and began doing the same thing to it. Their eyes met and Dave nodded, silently giving Loki permission to go as far as he wanted to with this game, and he would happily back him to the fullest. This was going to be fun. The dark smirk on Loki's face in response to that look he gave him set his lust burning even brighter, and then they both turned to look at Little One, still cowering and screaming. Fuck if he hadn't managed to even get the tears going, and suddenly the lust burning in his veins was even stronger. This was going to be fun. Maybe Sean would end up rewarded, as well as punished for this atrocity.*

Loki: *Loki gathered several strips of cloth into his hand and rose approaching Little One. He loved seeing how much fun his baby was having with this. What amused him even more was the way the other inmates had gathered at their own bars, trying to see with interest what was going on in this cell. He paused in front of Little One, his cock hardening at the look in Randy's eyes because there was nothing he liked more than playing, mind fucking others and seeing David and Little One happy. This fulfilled it all. Of course only David and him knew just how ecstatic Little One was. To all those watching it looked at if Little One just realized he was locked in a cell with the Spanish Inquisition. He smirked and reached down fisting his hand in Little One's short hair, drawing him up to his knees.* "I think the other people in this cell might be interested in an object lesson." *Speaking almost conversationally. He slapped Little One's hands away as he attempted to pry Loki's hand from his hair and roughly shoved him over to where the bars were.*

Randy: *Randy was fighting hard against Loki as he dragged and shoved him towards the front of the cell where the bars were. He knew that they would both appreciate it even more if he were to fully play the part and give them some work to get him, like an actual rape would take. Loki finally got him to the bars and took his hand from his hair to tie him to them and he began kicking at both of them and screaming even louder. His Master, he noticed, smirked cruelly down at him before backhanding him, cutting off the scream of the word 'Rape!' in mid-howl. Damn, that was hot. His ears were still ringing from the force of the blow as Loki began to tie his hands to the bars in front of him, making sure to leave enough slack for him to have a little fighting room and either of them to get in front of him, should they wish it. It was a fight of willpower of himself to keep his cock from becoming as hard as a piece of steel, but knowing how much the details mattered to them both, but his Master especially he managed it. Blood was trickling down over his chin from where Dave's backhand had caught his mouth, and his tongue came out to catch a drop of it, his eyes heating slightly in response to all this stimuli, but you would never know to look at him how turned on he actually was.*

Dave: *Absently Dave noted the screams and cheers of encouragement being hollered at himself and Loki as they finished securing Little One to the front of the cell. The majority of his attention however was focused on his Precious Ones and their utter beauty. Little One could pull off terror and horror better than anyone else he had ever met, even better than people actually going through it sometimes. Loki? Well he was in seventh heaven right now, getting everything he was fond of all at one time. Dave himself was greatly pleased because, in all honesty the rape fantasy with his Little One never got old, and hell, they were managing to pull this one off in front of god only knows how many people. This would also play into Maven's filming fetish, because he knew for certain they filmed everything in jails and getting a copy of this tape wouldn't be difficult at all.* "You appear to be wearing too many clothes, Little One." *Dave said in a dark silky tone, knowingly watching Randall shiver and whimper almost pitifully at it, and knowing that had been an involuntary reaction just drove his lust even higher. Then, when he thought the flame was about as high as it was going to get for the moment, Loki reached forward and began cruelly ripping the clothes from him*

Loki: *Loki's breathe catching slightly in his throat as he took in the sight of Little One bound against the bars. Little One was fighting the twisted strips of fabric at his wrist and Loki knew it was just so they would dig into his wrists further, not to mention the beautiful visual it gave the audience. Mysteriously there was not one cop in sight, Loki was wondering how many of them were gathered around the monitor in the back watching the scene unfold. He smirked at the idea. He loved a good show. Little One's shirt was shredded into tatters around his shoulders and biceps. His muscles working so beautiful under the skin. Suddenly it occurred to him that there weren't that many marks on Little One's skin. David would be so disappointed.* "You're too unspoilt." *He snarled in Little One's ear feeling the way his baby stiffened in hope before letting out a shriek of terror. Loki dug the nails of both hands into Little One's shoulder blades. He could almost hear his baby begging in his mind before he started to rank them down, leaving 10 red, welted furrows. Then he looked up at David, beaming with pride.*

Randy: *Randy screamed in pain as Loki raked his nails harshly down his back, leaving raised, slightly bloody welts in their wake. It took nearly everything he had to hold back the pleasure that wanted out in those screams, as well, but he ruthlessly shrugged that down and tried to shrink away from his hands. Use the belt! Use the fucking belt! Randy screamed in his head, knowing that it was only a matter of time before his Master and Loki actually took that path, but then he had always been impatient. Outside he just screamed louder and began once again kicking back hard at Loki and Dave. Actually managing to catch one of them, he noted by the grunt his Master had been the one he caught and for an instant he truly was afraid. Not afraid for himself, but afraid that he may have hurt him or caught him somewhere important. Okay, and maybe a little afraid for himself. Afraid that he would be tied up and left out of the sex, that was.*

Dave: *Dave grunted as Little One's booted foot caught his thigh slightly above the knee, his steel toes catching on the muscle and he knew there would be a bruise there later. Right now, however, he was much too busy being proud of both his Precious Ones to bother with that. The ingenious way Loki managed to hurt Little One, the beautiful marks in bloody, ragged welts of ten lining Little One's back, and the way he looked up at him with such hope, pride, and love shining in his beautiful brown eyes. Damn, he couldn't love him any more if he tried. Loki, well all Maven's personalities, had snuck into his heart a long time ago and camped out, made themselves at home until he had no choice but to acknowledge it. Absently, cruelly almost, he kicked Little One right back, taking out his right knee and laughing as he crumpled to the ground, the waterworks he had going made him smirk.* "I really suggest you don't do that again."

Loki: *Melting at the look of approval in David's eyes, beaming with pride. Then having to stop himself from snickering when David kicked Little One because he knew what was going through his Baby's mind. Little One knew that Loki and David were perfectly capable of just tying him naked to the bars and not touching him at all and that was a threat more inclined to make Little One obey then all the fists in the world. Loki went up on his tiptoes and dropped a kiss on David's lips. Their Master must've decided to really drive the point home because he wrapped his powerful arms around Loki's waist and drew him close kissing him passionately. Out of the corner of Loki's eye, just before David's mouth descended on his he saw the look of chagrin flash in Randy's eyes before he managed to control it. He wondered if Randy was trying for relief or more fear for the spectators before kissing David back.*

Randy: *The tears in Randy's eyes were much more genuine now. Not because of the pain, which he knew everyone watching was assuming, but instead because of frustration. He wondered if he had pushed too far, and he hoped to everything he held dear that wasn't the case. Carefully he filled his face with a look of pain mixed with relief, his eyes briefly scanning the cells that he could see. There were quite a few of them, and from what he could see the people in all of them were watching intently. Most of them were watching in fascination, intrigue, and possibly a little lust in their eyes. Surprisingly few of them appeared to mind what was happening, and even less appeared to be in any way concerned about him and what was being done to him, other than how it related to their own pleasure. Deliberately, as much for their amusement as for the pleasure of his Master and Loki, he shrunk his body fully against the cells and began screaming down the corridor for help.*

Dave: *Dave tightened his arms around Loki's waist, kissing him deeply and possessively, savoring the taste of him as well as watching Little One squirm and try to entice him out of the corner of his eye. He could taste the excitement in Loki as strong as a stiff drink, taste the anticipation and need in Little One, as well, and the excitement that flared in his own veins was boiling hot. With great reluctance he broke his mouth away from Loki as Little One began screaming for help down the corridor. Smirking he looked down at him where he cowered on the dirty jail cell floor, blood and tears streaking down his face as he slowly, exaggeratedly looked back over his shoulder at himself and Loki in fear and horror. A maniacal laugh emerged as he reached down and unbuckled his belt, dragging it out of the loops and wrapped his fingers around the end, closing it tightly in one fist, the buckle end free and deliberately he drew his arm back to swing, angling the belt to catch his Little One at the base of the spine with the metal buckle.*

Loki: *Smirking as Little One screamed at the top of his lungs and the spectators winced in response. He watched Little One's knuckles turning white as he gripped the bars to keep himself from arching into the blow instead of away from it. Loki stood back to give David the room he needed to swing the belt properly. He knew David would be upset if he accidentally struck Loki because he got in the way. Not that David would make a mistake like that; it would be Loki's screw up not David's error. He watched them play for a few minutes before another idea came to him and he sniggered. He stepped up to David, bringing his mouth to his ear. "Let me finish undressing him David so he has to work harder at hiding his excitement from our captive audience.*

Randy: *The frustration of what Loki and his Master were doing to him was nearly enough to give him a heart attack. He wanted to arch into the blows that were landing on him as much as he wanted to breathe, but instead he had to try to shrink away from them and pretend he wasn't enjoying this more than nearly anything else in the world. Suddenly the blows stopped and he carefully plastered a look of relief back on his face. Though the disappointment was great, he was really wondering what Loki was up to. Suddenly he felt rough hands at the waist of his jeans, roughly, painfully ripping them from his body. God fucking damn, had there ever been a better feeling in the world than what these two men did to him? If there was, he sure the fuck didn't know what it was.* "Please, no. Please? Not that, anything but that!"

Dave: *Damn he loved the sound of his Little One pleading with him. It was honestly one of the best sounds in the world, in his opinion. There were others as well, like his Little One screaming, Small One growling, Loki moaning, Maven groaning, Pet purring, but this one was definitely high on the list. Dave stood still and savored it for a few moments, smirking darkly down at him before turning his face to Loki and offering him a dark smirk. Loki always paid such careful attention to details, as much as he did, and it pleased him greatly. For an instant he allowed the pride he felt in him to shine brightly in his eyes before reaching forward and tugging him to himself, kissing him hard.*

Loki: *Kissing David back, sucking on his tongue as he thrust it into his mouth, caressing his shoulders, when they finally broke away and he looked down, Little One had his face pressed against the bars and his shoulders were shaking. Loki stepped back taking the strap from David and pressing a kiss to the leather before doubling it up and walloping Little One on the ass. Rhythmically he struck, listening to Little One's grunts and sharp cries, concentrating on his baby's ass and thighs. Little One's skin was bright red before he handed the leather back to David and leaned down to draw his tongue over Little One's cheek, chuckling as his baby drew away in pretend disgust. He flashed a grin at the other inmates before looking down at Little One and digging his hand in his hair, wrenching his head back cruelly.* "I don't think he's enjoying himself David."

Randy: *Randy tried to draw away from Loki's mouth as he licked at the cheeks of his ass. Pain and disgust warred across his face as his pleading became more urgent and disturbed, beginning to let some anger and hatred seep into it.* "Stop, you sick fucks! What the fuck is wrong with you? Why can't you just go fuck each other and leave me alone? *Damn, he hoped they didn't. That would definitely go against the charade, though, so he seriously doubted that they would. He was having a hard time trying to keep his excitement at bay, especially with Loki's mouth on him, but he knew better than to disgrace his Master or Loki by breaking character. It was a battle, though, one he hoped to win. The better he did, the more they would hurt him, and the more they hurt him, the more difficult it was. It was a battle he enjoyed, though. It helped to remind himself over and over that to fail was to disgrace his Master. To fail was to disgrace Loki. To fail was worthy of a huge punishment, especially as they were in view of others, a punishment he would rightfully deserve.*

Dave: *Dave laughed darkly at Little One's comments. The anger in his voice was a nice little detail, and for a second, he debated on the best way to deal with it. After a long second's debate he drew back a fist and punched Little one hard in the jaw, smirking as the other side of his mouth split open, a dark tone of amusement in his voice as he responded to both of them.* "Such a pity about that. I don't particularly care if he enjoys it or not." *Ah, the pitiful sounding whimper that earned him from Little One was enough to make him genuinely smile. Alright, he supposed that he was doing well enough to deserve a little bit of a reward. Not too much yet, though. He would have to work for that one.* "We'll have to see how he feels about it a little later, then, won't we?"

Loki: *Snickering and nipping at Little One's cheeks, feeling the heat against his lips from the spanking he'd had and feeling Little One's struggle to not moan knowing his Baby was cursing him for not biting harder. He rose, glancing at David for permission before unbuttoning his own jeans and drawing out his hard cock in full view of Little One's gaze. He saw his Baby freeze and stop himself just before his tongue could flicker out over his lips. He knew every one of Little One's habits and mannerisms.* "Don't you want this?" *Loki taunted waving his cock just out of reach of Little One's mouth knowing Little One would be forced to recoil away from his cock instead of taking it into his mouth like he wanted. He grabbed Little One's hair as he started to shrink back forcing his head still and slapped his cock against Little One's face and lips always making sure he moved before his Baby could take a quick taste.*

Randy: *Randy tried to shirk back from Loki's cock, whimpering and throwing a disgusted, defiant look up at Loki as he slapped his bruised and broken lips with his cock. The torture to this action wasn't the humiliation that he was sure their spectators thought it was, instead it was a punishment of taunting, and he threw the most apologetic look he could offer to both Loki and his Master for daring to call them such names. There was role-playing and having fun, but then there was taking things too far. He had evidently taken it too far. Quickly he decided to do everything he could think of that he thought they might possibly like in the attempt to make it up to them. He snapped his teeth at Loki's cock, though he was careful to make it look much more dangerous than it actually was, he cowered away from his Master who was approaching, he turned up the tears and he pleaded more, harder.* "Please? Don't do this to me. I'll do anything you want. Just don't do this."

Dave: *Stalking forward the two steps it took to get him to his Precious Ones, Dave mentally groaned at the look in Little One's eyes, the abject apology, quickly followed by the fear and tears of pain. Damn, he was a sucker for that look, and they all damn well knew it. Dave reached down and casually grabbed Little One's jaw in a tight grip, so tight the indents where his fingers gripped him were white with pink circles.* "Were you told to do anything with your mouth, Little One? I don't remember it. That's strike two." *Dave told him mockingly before pulling his hand away and fisting his hands in Little One's hair so that Loki would have his hands free, making what he was doing much easier, not to mention that he wanted his fingers tight in Little One's hair and a close up view of what Loki was doing to him.*

Loki: "Shove it in!" *One of the spectators shouted.* "Choke him with it!" *Loki smirked continuing to taunt Little One though he felt a little bad at the genuine apology he saw in his eyes. More often than not Little One thought he done something wrong when he hadn't, so as a reward he rubbed the head of his cock against Little One's lips thrusting it partially into his mouth as David held him still. Then he withdrew it and leaned down smirking.* "Anything but sucking my cock? Are you sure about that Little One? Anything is quite a loaded word. I'm sure David and I can come up with quite a few things that you'd hate more than sucking my cock."

Randy: *Savoring the taste of Loki in his mouth, Randy gazed up at them, love and devotion plain to see in his eyes, since his face was turned away from their viewers for the moment. He loved both of these two men so much he literally ached with it, and it was so good to see them enjoying themselves. His tongue longed to swipe over his lips, tasting Loki more fully, but he restrained himself, turning his head away from them to give their audience a look of defeat and humiliation as he answered.* "Is that all I would have to do? Do you promise?"

Dave: *Oh, that defeat followed by the little lost voice Little One used sent shivers down his spine. There was something so utterly beautiful about his Little One broken and bruised and bleeding and humble that got to him so strongly. It caused warring desires in him, just as he knew it did in Loki. For himself there was the mix of wanting to fix it for him, make everything better, but there was also that darker side, the side that wanted to break him more, push him to his limits and beyond and then build him back up, just to do it all over again. It was that darker side that answered him.* "Even if he does, you still have me to deal with, and I'll tell you now, boy, I'm going to expect a lot more than a lousy blowjob from someone who wouldn't know how to suck a cock if his life depended on it to keep me from hurting you real good."

Loki: *Oh he had wanted to reply to Little One's whispered comment but David had done it so beautifully he kept his mouth shut, however he decided that his Baby did deserve more of a reward, especially when he knew they were going to keep up their playtime for a time damned time. So he smirked at the look of fear in Little One's eyes, the way he shook his head and cried at David's pronouncement.* "We'll see how well you suck it before I make any decisions." *He caught his hand around the nape of Little One's head, pulling him closer as he guided his cock into Little One's mouth, groaning softly as Randy began to suck, a look of reluctance on his face. Damn he felt good. And damned if he didn't love him, both of them he thought as he looked at David too.*

Randy: *A look of great reluctance written all over his face, but then again, there was also one of hope as he began to suck deeply on Loki's cock. Fuck, forcing disgust to his face was all but impossible, but he had to do something to hide the enjoyment he was taking in his actions. He bobbed his head slowly, as though uncertainly, but really it was more to enjoy what he was doing for longer, and he knew damn good and well Loki knew that. He let out a few pitiful sounding moans and forced himself to gag a time or two on Loki's cock before letting himself take it further, gagging once again and backing off. His hands clenched and jerked at the bonds, and after a moment or two he felt the bonds beginning to rip, stupid damn shitty sheets. It looked like he was going to have to pretend to change his mind and fight it some more. He tugged sharply at the sheets, feeling them tear completely, and at the same time bit lightly at Loki's cock, once again careful to keep it looking much more painful than it actually was.*

Dave: *Dave bit back the curse that wanted out at the way the sheets tore. Cheap fucking sheets and he probably should have reinforced them by tying a second strip around Little One's wrists, but then, it wouldn't have seemed anywhere near as realistic that way, and he was going for as much realism here as he could get. Mainly because it fit both his Precious Ones' fetishes, but also because a small part of him still liked that feeling of Little One's torment, especially if he knew it was feigned. It reaffirmed his Precious Ones' faith in him, Little One's trust, and that was more powerful of a feeling than anything else he had ever felt. He was one of those people who believed that a scene was much more about the getting there, the details, the feelings that took place in getting there, than the climactic finish. He smirked as Little One pretended to bite Loki's cock, and even a light bite such as he had given him would hurt, though nowhere near as much as what he planned to do to Little One in retribution, but then he was also aware that Loki wouldn't truly mind that badly, considering he had to do something to roll with the punches of the scene. Just in case, however, he wanted to stop him from the automatic reaction to such pain, which in anyone was to lash out. That thought in mind, he jerked Little One back to him by the hair and glared down at him, viciously jerking him to his feet and literally throwing him against the bars in front of him before grabbing him by the throat and lifting him up slightly off his feet. If he were scared, he could stand on his toes, but the trust in Little One's eyes was absolute as he kept his feet flat and above the ground.* "You're going to pay for that, you little bitch."

Loki: *Watching David, the powerful muscles in his arm and the look of love and trust on Little One's face. It was beautiful to witness on both counts. However, now was not the time to bask in the perfection of their bond? It would have to wait until they didn't have an audience.* "Make him pay David." *He snarled, looking at their Master, knowing that he had everything well in hand. He watched as David dropped Little One and Little One staggered, catching a hold of the bars to keep himself from crumbling to the floor, then David backhanded him hard twice, Little One's head whipping to the side with the force of his blow. Loki snickered inside knowing Little One was probably disappointed that it wasn't punches, but the David was probably just warming up. Little One let out a cry of fear and helpless and Loki's eyes darted to David so he could see the effect that cry had on his love.*

Randy: *Randy stared into his Master's eyes as he held him above the floor. The fear and pain was strong in his eyes because Dave's own brown eyes were hard and dark with lust and primal ruthlessness, but the trust in Randy's eyes was stronger than any other emotion, even the overwhelming love he felt for both of these two men. There was something about these scenes where it would be so easy for Dave to snap and kill him, something that got to him on such a deep level, and it was stronger now with Loki here and just as involved in the scene. Loki showed not the first sign of apprehension that it would go too far, and really, how could it? The worst that would happen were to be him dieing, and if that was what they wanted, then that was what was right. Randy sagged in Dave's chokehold as an epiphany struck him. The reason things had gone too far before was because Randy had honestly been afraid. He had been afraid more for himself than he had been for what his Master would feel after the fact, and that was just wrong on so many levels. Dave dropped him to his feet as he began to sag, and he would have fully crumpled to the ground had he not caught himself on the bars, but he did and so he clung to them for dear life. Looking up at his Master, Randy's breathe caught as he saw the pride flash in his eyes as Loki snarled at him. Randy shivered as Dave backhanded him again, crumpling even further and letting out a scream of fear and helplessness and pain before turning his gaze to Loki, beginning to beg him to help him, knowing that would be the next logical option.* "Please? He's a madman. I'll do anything you want, just get him away from me. Don't let him hurt me anymore!"

Dave: *Dave saw the light in Randy's eyes as he seemed to come to some kind of decision with himself before the fear in his eyes became completely false. But then, that wasn't it, it was more that it changed, like he wasn't so much as afraid for himself as he was for someone else. Nodding, Randy had reached a hurdle for him, and he thought were it not for their audience, who in no way deserved a private display, he would stop this scene right now. Instead he let the pride shine in his eyes for him for just an instant before dropping him to the ground. Dave nodded at Loki's snarled request before backhanding Little One twice in rapid succession, shuddering as his lust rose even higher at the beautiful sounds his Little One made for him. That was it, he just had to hurt him more, there was no choice about it. He reached down and gripped Little One by the throat once again, turning to snarl a request to Loki, though his eyes warmed slightly as he looked over at Loki.* "Get me some more of those strips of the blanket this time. We'll see if they're any more secure."

Loki: *Something had happened. He wasn't quite sure what but something special had passed between Little One and David. He wasn't quite sure what it was but he knew it had pleased them both. When they had some time, when they were alone together again, they'd discuss it until then; well it was time to play. He went and got the strips that David had requested determined to reward Little One for doing such a good job under all the pressure they'd placed him under. He handed David the strips and grabbed Little One's head between his hands so he could try to struggle.* "Ahhh Little One but there's one little problem with your request. I'm just as crazy as he is." *He laughed softly.* "And so are you love." *Under his breath before kissing Little One, holding his head tight so he couldn't get away and plundering his mouth roughly.*

Randy: *Randy honestly thought that trying to shrink away from that kiss and make it look like he wasn't loving it with everything inside him was probably even harder than pretending that he hadn't wanted Loki's cock in his mouth had been. Damn he tasted so fucking good. He was sweet and spicy all at the same time. For a split instant he allowed himself to pretend to be in shock so that he could enjoy it before trying his best to struggle away from Loki's mouth. Managing to pull away for a second, just long enough to murmur quietly in response to him.* "And do you have any idea just how much I love you for it?" *Randy managed to get out the beginnings of a scream before Loki's mouth crashed back down on his and he began yanking his hands away from his Master as hard as he could, causing him to have to tighten his grip on his wrists and tie the rope so tight around them it was digging in and cutting off the circulation.*

Dave: *Dave actually laughed in pure amusement at his Precious Ones' whispered exchange. It was something he never would have done before Loki joined them, laughing in the middle of a scene, but then there were just times that it was all a person could do when Loki was involved. Besides, he had learned that it was alright, and he didn't have to take everything quite so seriously at all times. Shaking his head as though he were denying Little One's pleas for mercy he gripped his arms and began tying him once again to the bars of the prison cell, this time much tighter and reinforcing the knots, actually going so far as to tie him twice. For an instant he considered tying his legs, as well, but then their access to him would be diminished, so he left them free, though he did rip the laces from his shoes and jerk them from his feet, leaving him barefooted.* "So, are you ready to behave yet?" *Dave asked calmly as he picked up the belt once again from where he had dropped it earlier. He was pretty sure that he was going to agree, though that wouldn't matter, they were going to have some more fun with him first.*

Loki: *Smirking as Little One frantically nodded and stammered, looking between them both and begging them not to hurt him anymore.* "Let's test your resolve then." *Loki said, dropping to his knees and twisting Little One's hips around so he could have access to his baby's cock while David beat him. He ran his tongue over Little One's cock, feeling it twitch before drawing the head into his mouth. Now Little One could let go some and enjoy himself a little more though it would seem like a forced enjoyment to their audience. He felt Little One's cock start to harden in his mouth as his baby tried to twist out of his grip and began to beg again in a broken voice, begging him to stop. Then he heard the beautiful song of the belt and a shiver went down Loki and Little One's spine at the same time.*

Randy: *Randy wondered if this was what heaven would feel like? He imagined that it must be, though there was no way in hell that they were gonna end up there. Damn good thing this is what they always said hell was like instead. Any way you looked at it he would happily go there with a smile and a laugh with a bounce in his step for this, for these two men. He jerked and twitched his hips, trying to pull away from Loki's mouth on his cock, though he did allow it to slowly grow hard in his mouth, then he felt the belt striking his ass and thighs as he began trying to get away and begging again and the duel pleasure of what they were doing to him was nearly enough to drop him to his knees, instead he began crying harder, shuddering in pleasure, though he knew the shaking he was doing would be taken as pain by their audience.*

Dave: *Dave smirked down at his Precious Ones as Loki took Little One's cock into his mouth and began to suck him, offering him a little bit of relief from the pressure they were putting him under. He was holding him up well, and he definitely deserved the reward. That thought in mind, he brought the belt down on his thighs, wrapping the buckle around to catch the upper inner thigh and savored the sound of the high pitched yelp of pain that gave him. It served his purpose, however, because Little One immediately stopped trying to jerk away from Loki's mouth. Dave gave him a sadistic chuckle, his tone dark and silky as he began to taunt him.* "Goo, Little One, I didn't think you were enjoying this. I guess I was wrong. You sure seem to be. What a fucking slut you are, getting turned on by gang rape." *Dave continued to lazily, though with no less force, bring the belt down on Little One's ass and thighs.*

Loki: *Now that Little One was struggling less, he brought one hand up to his stomach, raking his nails over his baby's hard abs, smiling inwardly at the way his cock throbbed in response in his mouth. Oh his baby loved pain. Loved to be the recipient from it especially when it came from David and him. He personally didn't understand it completely. He knew other aspects of his personality did though and that was a relief for him. He'd hate to think that he wasn't able to give everything that David and Little One needed. Little One's boy jerked rhythmically to the slapping sounds of the belt. His baby was going to be marked head to toe from this encounter and be beside himself with happiness. He'd have to remember to thank Sean O'Haire. After he punched him in the jaw of course.*

Randy: *Randy shivered as Dave continued reigning blows down on him, his cock twitched and throbbed rhythmically in Loki's mouth. A quick glance down told him Loki was thinking something; the twinkle in his eyes was a sure sign he was going to do something that amused him greatly. For an instant he was lost in that look, it was just so beautiful to see and it did such funny things to his insides, but a gentle bite down on his cock from Loki reminded him what he was supposed to be doing and he screamed for all he was worth, begging even harder for them.* "Please!?! I swear, I'll do anything you want! Anything! I'll give you money! I won't tell anyone! I'll give you head! I'll even let you fuck me without fighting, just please stop hurting me!?!" *Randy plead loudly and without any shame, his tear-filled gaze swinging between Loki, his Master, and their audience.*

Dave: *Dave gazed down at Randy as he begged, pretending to consider his offer for a moment. His own voice was dark and silky as he replied.* "I don't know, Little One. You were making promises before. Promises you didn't keep. Why should we believe this time is any different? Besides, you seem to be enjoying yourself so much." *Dave glanced down at Loki and the way he was sucking Little One, tempted for a moment to tell him to suck him off while he beat Little One, but he knew damn good and well the combination of watching that and being beaten would have pushed Little One well beyond his bearings. It didn't stop him from being tempted, however, because Loki could do things with his mouth that made a person want to just scream. Both his Precious Ones seemed to be greatly enjoying themselves; however, he thought that Loki deserved to have a little more enjoyment as well. It didn't seem too fair that he and Little One were likely getting the most out of this encounter. Oh, that's not to say that Loki wasn't getting quite a bit out of it, as well, especially considering there was a mind fuck from hell going on right now, but he had never been as fond of pain as Himself and Little One, and his Small One, come to think of it.* "I'm thinking maybe we should test that promise, how about you, Love?"

Loki: *Loki's eyes sparkled as his slowly drew off Little One's cock, dragging his tongue along the length so everyone could see just how hot his baby was for it.* "I think testing is a very good idea David and if he doesn't do as he promised, why then I've been nice so far but I definitely think it would be time to let my not so nice side out don't you?" *His grin widened as he saw the expressions go over David and Randy's faces. He knew the Small One side of his personality was David's favorite. How could it not be all things considered? Not that David didn't love every part of him, but still. As for Little One, well his eyes went wide and his head started to bow submissively and Loki snickered in response.*

Randy: *Randy tried to hide how his body automatically responded to the thought of both his Master and Small One being with him, hurting him, punishing him, owning him, loving him all at the same time. He couldn't stop how his head bowed submissively and his body tightened and humbled respectively, either, but he was pretty sure that would be taken by everyone else as him trying to be on his best behavior so he wouldn't be hurt anymore. He wanted to be good, in part, because Loki was out, and he always wanted to behave for him as much as he did for Small One and his Master, but also because he could sense right now a small part of his own Baby, his Maven was mixed in with Loki right now, he could tell by the loving look in his eyes mixed with the sparkle, how much enjoyment he was taking in their pleasure, how he kept watching, because his Baby was a voyeur at heart. The call to please his Master was just too great, however, and he knew that Loki didn't mind offering the scene to Small One for a while, because he himself had just offered it. Pleasing his Master and Loki, Maven, Small One, whichever happened to be there for him to please, that was always of paramount importance to him, however, so he decided that acting out once again would just have to be called for. He did, however, put it off just a little. Randy fell to his knees and crawled submissively to his Master as soon as the rags were untied, nuzzling into his crotch as though hoping a blow job would cover it. Randy about swooned at the scent of him, a low moan of pure need poured through him as he mouthed him through his jeans and he lifted his ass in offering to Loki, but then he looked up and caught the speculative look in his Master's eye and bit lightly, showingly, at his cock.*

Dave: "I think that sounds like an excellent plan, Love." *Dave replied, grinning darkly, almost evilly at Loki. It wasn't that he didn't love every aspect of Maven, because he did, completely and without hesitation, but Small One was his favorite. Just like Little One's submissive streak was his favorite part of him. He didn't love any of the rest of either of them any less, just had favorite parts of them, so to say. Dave reached forward and ripped the rags from the cell bars before taking a few steps back and watching Little One get his hands free and drop to his knees. Little One didn't even try to hide his grace and pride as he crawled seductively forward and nuzzled into his cock, mouthing him wantonly even as he raised his ass temptingly towards Loki. Dave's free hand reached down to tangle his fingers roughly in Little One's hair as he looked up to watch Loki approach before flying down as Little One bit his cock. A furious, loud growl of fury sounded in his throat as his eyes narrowed dangerously and his hand tightened painfully in Little One's hair, jerking his head back hard, the belt in his other hand coming down with full strength across his back, barely restraining himself from allowing it to go slightly further back and catch his balls with the buckle.*

Small One: *Growling as Loki finally released his tight reins and allowed him out. Watching in awe as their Master drew back and brought the belt down on Little One's back, the buckle striking his balls hard. Little One's outcry of pain was sweet. How considerate of him to provide the opportunity for more play for them. Small One waited until their Master had finished the blow before reaching down and capturing Little One's arm drawing him up into a standing position, with his arms knotted painfully behind his back, using his strength to lift Little One up onto his toes so that their Master could strike Little One's front too. He knew their Master was skilled enough that the blows would only hit Little One and not him. Then his attention was momentarily drawn to the worms across the way when one dared to shout a suggestion. As if their Master needed any suggestions. He coldly memorized his face so he could strangle him when they were freed. He turned his attention back to their Master, watching with joy and careful attention to detail as their Master struck Little One again.*

Randy: *Randy screamed bloody murder as their Master brought the belt down on his ass, the buckle catching his balls with just enough strength to hurt like a bitch, but not enough to cause him any serious damage. Damnit, he was seriously wishing that they were at home right now, because then their Master would be able to hurt him more, do all the beautiful things that he knew that Master and Small One wanted to do to him, but instead they had to contain themselves, because there was no doctor here for them. He would happily wait in pain to be released, but then it would take longer once they were free of this place for them to be able to play with him again. Small One grabbed him by the arm and lifted him up off the ground for their Master before he could even finish the scream, and he forgot for a moment to act as scared as he should, but he hoped that the pain would cover that, because all he could do was respectfully bow his head in welcome to him, his trust in these two absolute as the belt began striking his front. The thin, fragile skin covering his ribs quickly tore to the belt, and his stomach welted, blood began dripping down his body. There was something so erotic about the way the blood was dripping down his body, staining the belt, making his skin slippery and Small One tightened his hold to compensate for that.*

Dave: *Dave watched Small One lift Little One up into the air, offering him to him like a gift. He took an instant to give Small One a heated look of welcome, leaning in over Little One's shoulder to kiss him quickly, though hotly and possessively. Not wanting to leave Little One out, he brought his knee up and caught him in the balls while he was doing it before stepping back and continuing to mark Little One's perfect skin with the belt. Damn, they looked beautiful like that. The sight of anyone hurting Little One except for him had always driven him into a murderous rage, but when it was Small One doing it, it drove him into great heights of lust, instead. When they were both working together to hurt him, well that was just something that drove him out of his mind with lust. He could almost see red, the lust running through his veins was so strong. Sadistically bringing the belt down across Little One's hips three times in rapid succession, Dave finally threw the belt down on the ground and threw a hard, driving punch into Little One's bloody, sore, raw gut* "So much for doing this the easy way, huh?"

Small One: *Taking in the scent of Little One's blood and sweat, the primal scent that always marked their Master. Easily holding Little One even when he slumped slightly from the blow to his solar plexus, it was hard enough that all of his air left his lungs. Small One bent his head sinking his teeth into the nape of Little One's neck, hearing his attempt at a howl but with the air gone from his lungs it sounded more like a strangled yelp. All thoughts of those watching completely fell from mind as he drank in the presence of their Master and Little One, everything else ceased to exist for him. That reminded him, he had thought of a new position they could fuck Little One in that would place much strain on him and he wanted to present the idea to his Master. They would need a wrestling ring set up at the house but that wouldn't be too much trouble to arrange. Drawing his tongue over Little One's neck tasting blood and sweat thick on his tongue.*

Randy: *The breathe left Randy's body as their Master kept up his assault on him, Small One easily holding him in place for the blows when he himself was unable to hold himself up for him. The feel of Small One's teeth in his neck breaking the skin, harshly scraping to deepen the mark hurting, but driving his need so much deeper, like it built and built to take the place of the blood that was leaving his body in what felt like buckets. He was starting to grow a little woozy, and he thought that may be why their Master had stopped with the belt and moved on to his fists, though he was grateful that he had, because now he had both their hands on him, and that was just a source of great joy. He couldn't keep enough air in his lungs to keep up the screaming, so instead he switched to whimpered, breathy pleas, hopefully loud enough to be heard at least by some of their audience.* "God, no more. Please, no more. I can't. It hurts…so fucking much. Please stop. Please?"

Dave: *Dave smirked darkly down at Little One at his pleas before throwing a glance at Small One. He laughed darkly as Small One released him and he fell to the ground, unable to support himself. The resounding thud was loud in the silence that filled the air. Everyone seemed to have quieted in the effort to hear Little One's beautiful begging.* "Get up on your knees, you little slut." *Dave commanded, laughing once again at the scramble he heard behind him. A quick glance thrown over his shoulder showed that several of their audience had followed that snapped order. Little One had, as well, though that he had not doubted. He may have been shaking and shivering, having a hard time holding himself there because he was weak from lack of enough air in his lungs and bloodloss, though not enough to be dangerous, just enough to weaken him a bit, but he was on his hands and knees before Dave could finish snapping the order to him.* "Now that's a good little slut."

Loki: *Pushing Small One back when he felt Maven start to worry, not that he allowed that part of his personality to see what was going on, it would only unduly upset him. Maven hated to see his baby hurt, and couldn't seem to comprehend that Randy enjoyed it. Still though, Randy wasn't in danger, but it was time to reward him for all of the hard work he'd done this afternoon. Smirking widely, nudging Little One with his toe.* "Why don't you tell your Master just how much you want him to fuck you? Let our wonderful audience hear how hot you're for it." He walked over to David, stroking a hand down David's powerful chest, fixing his eye on Little One. "You want his cock in you, hard and merciless; you want him fuck you until you scream from the pleasure of him hurting you inside and out." *Feeling his own body tighten from David's proximity and the primal aura he exuded as well as from the impact his words had on Little One. How his eyes glazed over with lust, his baby's entire body straining towards that want without thought.*

Randy: *Randy wanted what Loki was offering him more than he wanted almost anything else on the fucking face of the earth and there was no way in hell he could stop his body from reacting to the promise of those words. He was straining towards him and literally trembling under the strain of his sore and tender muscles straining to offer himself better to his Master and Loki, but damn, he wasn't going to beg unless they told him to. Oh, he would have under other circumstances, and he fucking wanted to now, but that wouldn't fit this scene, and unless his Master called an end to it, this was still a scene. Instead he gathered what saliva he could in his mouth and spat it at Loki, his voice as cold and contemptuous as if he were talking to Sean O'Haire.* "I'd really rather not, but since you're obviously inclined towards that route, why don't you just let him fuck *you* instead? Or are you not man enough to take it and that's why I got selected for his amusement?" *Randy laughed shortly, though the sound was more cynical than amused. He hated to say that, because Loki may actually take him seriously, though he severely doubted that he would, he knew Randy was just playing in character. A burst of genius struck him at that moment, and he knew what *just* the right thing to say to get him was.* "That animal may be *your* Master, but he's not *mine*!"

Dave: *Dave smirked down at Little One as his body reacted perfectly and without thought to Loki's words. He could easily tell that Loki was back instead of Small One. Small One would have come to heel as soon as Little One did had it been him, but Loki instead was back to tease and torment him instead. A dark chuckle escaped him at Loki's words. Oh, he knew his Little One wanted to begin begging and pleading for them to do just that. To take him, claim him, fuck him hard and deep and mercilessly. He didn't though. He may have reacted to those words and feelings, but he was playing his part to perfection, defiantly glaring up at them and putting on his most arrogant face. The short laugh that escaped Little One's throat along with that haughty, cold tone was enough to give him pause, long enough to remember for an instant just why he loved Little One so fucking much. That ability he had to take everything they could give him and yet still refuse to break. He saw the light in his eyes before he heard the words, and even though he knew the words were said just to taunt them and play up to what he was pretending to be, he still couldn't stop himself from bending down, Loki joining him to one side and for a split second sanity returned long enough to thank every higher power he could think of that it was Loki and not Small One who heard that phrase, rage seeming to emanate from him as he grabbed Little One tightly by the hair and jerked him forward till they were nose to nose, glaring deeply into his eyes as he silently warned him that playing was all well and good, but he was seriously fucking pushing it with those words.* "What did you just say to me, Little One?" *He asked, his voice cold and devoid of all emotion."

Loki: *Making his look dangerous as well, his brows drawn together in a dark frown. It was a foreign look for him and he hoped he didn't look too ridiculous. David however seemed as if he might have had his feelings bruised just a little so he shot Little One a significant look that the audience couldn't see and he hoped David didn't notice as well. Little One let out a sharp cry of fake fear though the look he was giving David was pure trust with a hint of innocence. It made Loki want to smile and he had to work hard to suppress it. Randy whispered very softly, so quietly in fact Loki had to strain to hear his words. "Of course you're not mine, I'm yours. Big difference there, see?" In a voice that was eminently reasonable. Loki hid a snort of laughter by smacking Little One in the back of the head in an affectionate way though he doubted it looked like that to their faithful audience.* "I like letting my Master fuck me just fine Little One, however, I would hate to deprive our fine audience here. They've been waiting for the better part of an hour to see you get gang raped."

Randy: *Randy froze in true pain and horror when he saw the look of pain and rage pass across his Master's face before he quickly suppressed the pain and controlled the rage, though anyone other than Loki and himself would never be able to tell that. That look was quickly followed by one of warning and anger from Loki and he wasn't sure which look was worse. He thought for a split instant to try to figure out what he had said or done wrong, and once he figured it out he could have smacked himself for it. Knowing he didn't have to keep up his facial expressions for their audience was a relief right about then, because it meant that he was free to show them how he really felt, and possibly soothe both of them from the words that had evidently worked a little too well. Of course, he should have known better than to use them, because he knew how sensitive they all were when it came to certain issues. His trust filled gaze stayed locked on both men who were glaring right into his face as he whispered to them, of course pleasure and pain worked their way right back into it as Loki smacked the back of his head and his master tightened his grip acknowledgingly in his hair, allowing him to scream louder, try to twist free of them, though that was of little use. His voice remained cold and almost taunting in its contempt as he responded to his taunts between the screams.* "Yeah, you like letting him fuck you, but evidently he doesn't care too much for *your* ass. Is that it?"

Dave: *Dave had to chuckle at the response Little One gave him, and thank fuck his laughter always sounded dark and menacing to anyone other than his Precious Ones, because he didn't even think twice about it before he whispered right back to Little One, though he kept his voice a little louder so that Loki wouldn't have to strain to hear it quite so much.* "Oh, you think you're *my* Master? Well fuck me if there aren't times when I wonder about that myself. Which one of the three of us is *really* in control of this relationship?" *Dave pulled to his feet at the reminder from Loki that they had an audience, pulling Loki right along with him and dropping a possessive, loving kiss to his lips before turning his gaze back to Little One who was now pretending to cower against the bars in fear.* "I'd look at it as more of a respect thing, Randal. See, I love him and would never dream of doing the things to him that I'm doing to you. I respect him, whereas I couldn't respect a little slut like you for the life of me." *Dave paused for an instant to let those words soak in for everyone listening before reaching down to jerk Little One back to his knees away from the bars, leaving him open for himself and Loki to take him.* "So, Love, which would you rather put to use? His mouth or his ass?"

Loki: *He thought David had a point with his whispered comment to Little One. His baby sure did have him wrapped around his fingers with no hope of ever being free, not that he minded and he knew David didn't either. Damn he loved the both of them so much it wasn't funny. Laying his head on David shoulder in a gesture of love an trust as David continued to address Little One though really it was more for their audience. Smiling up at David at his question and lightly touching his cheek.* "You can fuck him David. I don't want you to have to take care from his teeth." *Loki leaned closer to Little One fixing him with a steely glare, his own voice going deadly soft.* "But you're going to behave yourself Little One aren't you. Because if you think being gang raped is bad it's nothing compared to what Small One and his Master can do to you is it?"

Randy: *Randy shuddered as his Master's voice slid down his spine, the tone was cruel, yet soft and conversational at the same time. Dave's easy show of strength sent a shiver of delight down both his spine as well as Loki's. The next thing Randy knew his gaze was caught in the deep brown depths of Loki and he was promising him heaven if he just agreed to play along. He just hoped he would remember to play along. His concentration was helped greatly when Loki released his gaze to move into position. Randy cried and tugged at the rags holding him tight, trying frantically to jerk away from the two of them, but they simply grabbed him tight by both ends and he knew he would have bruises at both pairs of handholds. Finally, finally he heard the echoingly loud sound of his Master's zipper being opened, everything and everyone around them quiet almost to the point of holding their collective breaths watching and listening to what was being done to him.*

Dave: *Dave dropped a quick kiss on Loki's forehead as he stood back up, a gesture that was both loving and possessive at the same time. He heard the threat to Little One and knew with everything in him that Little One was fighting as hard as he could to not give into the monster inside himself and act out to get Small One back. Absently he wondered for an instant if he would win the internal war, but then shrugged it of with the opinion it was more fun to just roll with the punches of this game they were playing. Dave pulled away from Loki and moved to stand behind Little One, one hand coming down to open his pants, freeing his cock at last, the other grabbing Little One by the hip, his fingers bruisingly hard on his flesh holding him in place. Loki and he met eyes above Little One and both pushed into him at the same time, and Little One let out a scream that would have made a deaf person wince around Loki's cock before it pushed far enough back in his throat to gag him. Damn if he didn't just love that sound.*

Loki: *Holding the back of Little One's head still as he started to pump his hips, matching his pace to David's. His baby's cries vibrated against his cock heating his blood. He could hear sounds of their audience's enjoyment as well. This was going to titillate the other inmates imaginations long after they were gone. He ran his eyes lovingly over David, the hard planes of his body, the cruel glint in his eyes, his strong fingers digging hard into Little One's skin. Randy must be in heaven after the extended game they played with him. His Baby was quite honestly, a whore for attention. He forced coldness into his eyes as he looked down at Randy though he doubted anyone was paying more than peripheral attention at this point. Still appearances must be maintained.* "Stop playing around and suck it bitch. I know your mouth is better used this way then running it the way you have been."

Randy: *Randy looked pleadingly up at Loki as he glared down at him. For a moment he tried to tug and pull away from both of them, but his Master's hands were too tightly gripped at his hips for him to do much more that wiggle slightly, and Loki was holding his head completely still. For a long moment he allowed himself the pleasure of tasting Loki as he roughly thrust into his throat, but that promise was still in the back of his mind. It was a hard fought decision, part of him wanted to keep Loki out to enjoy what he was doing, because he could tell that Loki was having the time of his life, but Small One…The temptation finally becoming too great, Randy caught Loki's eyes in a look of warning, giving him a moment to prepare himself for it before lightly biting.*

Dave: *His Precious Ones were having way too much fun with this. He had known from the beginning of this particular scene that he was along for the ride. A safety measure, if you will, to make sure that things went along smoothly as Loki and Small One tried their hand at running a scene with Little One. They were doing quite well, but he was going to have to have words with Little One about watching himself when in a scene. He had a thing for pushing a Master to their limits and testing them, and that was all well and good when they were at home, or Dave himself was running it, but in a situation like this he needed to behave himself a little better.* "Randal." *Dave growled warningly, not wanting to push it too far, because as of yet everything he had done had been allowed, but it needed to be wrapped up here soon so that his wounds could be seen to, and he was dragging things out. Once again, at home, that was just fine, even a good thing because it allowed him to see how much Loki could take. But here, under these circumstances, with the constant switching between Loki and Small One, he wasn't sure if they were aware of just how far Little One had been pushed. He didn't want to have to take the scene away from Loki.*

Small One: *Eyes flashing as Little One bit him, feeling a shudder of pure pleasure, hearing Master's warning and knowing that he wanted the scene to end soon. Tightening his grip on Little One's head so he had no hope of moving, knowing Master would like the show of dominance, his hips moving faster, listening carefully at the sounds Little One was making to be sure that it wasn't too much for him. Not that he had any doubt Little One could take it, but it was his job to be responsible. Seeing Master thrusting harder as well, and there was such pleasure on his hard face, most wouldn't be able to see it, but he could and he knew Little One could feel it.*

Randy: *Randy screamed brokenly around Small One's cock as he gripped his head tighter, thrust deeper into his throat, held him down on him longer. He could feel his Master's hands tightening further on his hips, and his growled warning sent shivers down his spine. Whether those shivers were lust, love, or fear he wasn't entirely certain, probably a mixture of all three. Both of them were thrusting brutally into him, Small One bruising his throat, the sting of his slick length against his split lips sent a lightening jolt straight to his cock, his Master thrusting harshly into his prostate sent another jolt. He was having everything he could do to hold back, and had his mouth been free he would have been begging to cum, instead he stared pleadingly up at Small One, hoping he would allow it, but understanding with the scene if he wouldn't."

Dave: *Dave took notice of the way Small One's hands tightened on Little One's head to match his tightening on his hips, pride filling him. His Precious Ones moved so fluidly together that it was hard, at times, to tell where one ended and the other began. Together they completed each other, all three of them adding something different to their relationship, and at times like these he could see clearly how perfectly suited they really were. Without a word spoken each could read the other two, without a single gesture the wants and desires of the other two were crystal clear. Dave increased his speed, a glance at Small One making him reach down and grasp Little One's cock and begin stroking him roughly, his fingers pinching the slit of Little One's cock closed on each stroke, rewarding him with just a little more pain.*

-'Small One: *Feeling extreme pleasure as he sensed Master's pride in them. He liked knowing they were pleasing him, added to that was the knowledge that Master was trusting him with a public scene. That had never happened before. He could feel Loki trying to take over, probably so he could make some smart ass comment about Little One liking this but he didn't let the more dominate personality to come out. It was an asinine wish anyways, of course Little One was enjoying it. He always enjoyed being hurt, especially when Master was the one hurting him. Besides he didn't care for their audience one way or another beyond Master wanting to put on a good show. They were without commentary. His eyes gleamed cruelly as he looked down at Little One, seeing the mixture of pleasure and pain on his face, tilting his hips harder in response. He could sense Little One's pleas in the vibrations on his cock and it sent little thrills of pleasure through his body. They were perfect, the three of them. No one else could compare to this Trio. Growling softly to let Little One know how pleased he was with them and to let Master know how overcome he was from his trust.*

Randy: *Randy was lost, completely and without a care, in the perfect dark brown depths of Small One's cold gaze. The growl emitting from his throat was one of the most beautiful sounds he had ever heard, and he basked in the knowledge that part of that sound was for him. There was a hidden gleam in those eyes, part pleasure, part dominance, part pride, and part an internal struggle to stay in control. Randy decided to help him just a little with that last part by allowing tears to form in his eyes and fall freely down his cheeks. Small One's hips began pumping harder into him and at the same time their Master's hand came down and closed around his cock, squeezing, pumping, offering a hazy mix of pleasure and pain and he fought hard to move his hips to meet the pounding thrusts, but Master's hand was still too tight on his one hip to allow it. The easy power and strength he showed made him nearly scream around Small One's cock in his mouth. Small One was holding his gaze, and silently he begged him for permission to cum. He needed to so badly. So bad it was killing him.*

Dave: *He was so proud of Small One he could burst. The pleasure playing through his eyes, the pride he felt at Dave's trust, the joy he was taking in Little One's pleasure as well as his pain. His Small One was a work of art, cold and callous, yet loving and caring at the same time, hard and soft, a complete and total polar opposite to himself, and one of the two most perfect beings he had ever run across. Both of those beings belonged to him. That was a heady bit of knowledge. He felt the shift of needs sweeping through his Precious Ones like the change of the tides from pain to pleasure so strong they were both trembling needily with it, and for a moment he considered giving their audience a mind fuck with the knowledge that Little One was enjoying himself on his own right, but decided to let Small One make the choice. He gave him a short nod to let him know he was ready when he chose to end it, all the while basking in the pleasure these two wonderful men gave him, simply by being.*

Small One: *Their Master was giving him the authority to end the scene. Small One was almost overcome by that knowledge, especially since it was the first time Master had done so. He felt the weight of responsibility, more so because of their audience. He reached up, squeezing Master's strong shoulder in response. Looking down at Little One he decided that he'd more than earned his reward and that part of his personality that was Loki enjoyed how their audience was going to react to this new twist. His lips twisted in a dangerous smirk.* "It seems you've been lying all along Little One. Why don't you show the audience how much you've enjoyed our debasement of you? Come for us now Little One." *His own orgasm wasn't far away, especially now that Master had given his permission for him to come, but he wanted Little One to have his release first.*

Randy: *Randy literally shook in pleasure as they both continued to pound into him from opposite ends. The internal pleasure he felt at pleasing them just as great as the external pleasure they were making him feel. Then he felt the pride both of them felt for him, saw that pride in Small One's eyes, saw the absolute joy he felt at the three of them being together, felt that joy and pride in their Master's hands, the way he squeezed his cock harder, pulled and tugged at him to show him how he felt. His internal pleasure soared so high he had a hard time controlling it. Then he felt his Master's hand release his hip and come up, watched as it softly ran over Small One's cheek, felt it come down to his own shoulder before raking down his back, the sting of his nails scoring over the bloody welts left earlier by the belt making him scream in pure pleasured pain around Small One's cock. Small One gave him permission and he began to move, milking his Master's cock by squeezing repeatedly around him as he thrust himself back and forth between them. He sucked feverishly at Small One's cock, swallowing hungrily around him as a deep growl ran constant through him, his seed spilling over their Master's hand.*

Dave: *Dave had never been more proud of his Small One. Well, both of his Precious Ones, really, but Small One in particular. He remembered himself under these circumstances, even though he was being tested, he responded well to the test. Then Small One did something even he had not been expecting him to do, he gave Loki a reward as well as Little One. The thoughtfulness that gesture showed to another member of them was without bounds, and Dave moved his hand up to touch Small One's cheek gently, waiting until he met his eyes before giving him a look of love and trust, pride and pleasure. His hand slowly ran down his cheek, Dave offered him a true smile before his face turned cold once again as he glanced down at Little One. Feeling his movements, Dave was assured that Little One had also felt his pleasure and pride in him. His movements sped up, his hand tightening on Little One's cock, his eyes locked to Small One, wanting to see him shatter, as well, before he allowed himself to go over that edge.*

Small One: *Growling in pleasure as Little One came, somewhere in the back of his mind aware of the stunned response from their audience. Lifting his gaze back to his Master's, watching him intently as he let go of the controls he had over his body knowing that Dave wanted to see every moment of his release. Feeling Little One sucking harder on his cock as he shuddered and came, the pleasure almost overwhelming because he felt Master's pride and Little One's joy. Small One kept Randy's head clasped between his hands a little longer, burying himself in his mouth and holding him there knowing how Little One would enjoy that, his eyes sparkling as he gazed at his Master, watching him intently because he was incredibly powerful when he came. He knew Loki liked to say Master was beautiful but Small One didn't think that was appropriate.*

Randy: *Randy shuddered deeply as Small One held him tightly down on his cock. He swallowed repeatedly around him, bringing one hand up to his balls, gently pulling them down from his body as they tightened up to increase the force of his orgasm, wanting to make this as good for him as he possibly could. Finally, after what seemed to be forever he got a taste of Small One again as his seed rushed out of him and down his own throat. IT tasted so good, oh so good, and he wished that he would pull back a little so he could taste him better. After the first few volleys he got his wish as Small One finally pulled back to keep from choking him. Master was still driving deep into his over sensitized body, causing shudders to run through him. Perfect, absolutely, utterly without a flaw. That's what this moment in time seemed to him.*

Dave: *Dave watched Small One's eyes as he came apart for him. In the back of his mind he registered other things, like their audience's approval and confusion of the change in Little One, the way Little One was drawing it out for both of them to enjoy it more fully, The way his own body was moving faster, harder, as he allowed his own release to begin to come to the fore. Finally Small One relaxed, pulling back slightly and he watched as Little One carefully licked him clean Small One's cock, the pleasure both his Precious Ones were exhibiting overwhelming him. Finally he concentrated on his own body, the feel of Little One squeezing him so tight it was almost fucking painful, the loving, reverent look Small One was giving him. Damn, this was a spectacular moment in time. The entire scene had gone off without a hitch, his pride in both his Precious Ones was unparallel. Finally he allowed his body to tense, thrusting hard and deep, ruthlessly into Little One several times in an erratic pattern, driving straight into his prostate, before finally holding there and shuddering with a deep, soul felt growl as he filled him with his essence. Holding there for a long moment, regaining his breath and allowing for his Precious Ones to do the same before he pulled free and pulled back from them. Small One and himself pulled their clothes back on and he handed Little One his shirt for the moment, knowing that he had a pair of jeans in the car he could throw on when they got out of there. Small One led Little One shakily to the bunk as Dave walked over to the bars, looking down the corridor he caught the eye of one of the guards and smirked at him* "We're ready to be released now."

End.