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Benny's House
Chapter 3 – One Step Forward, Two Steps Back
by Matt
From the diary of Benny Harrison
Wednesday 4th February 2015
Rogers tells me he's finding it more and more difficult keeping Wesley and Charlie apart. At the weekend they both assured me that there wouldn't be any problems from having them both here, but there had definitely been something strange in the atmosphere around here since. Mind you, that could just as likely be down to Alex's influence as the issues with the twins. Alex seems to have forgotten that he's not one of the guys in charge just yet, that's why I decided a gentle reminder would help put him back in his place.
Charlie knew how much trouble he would be in if he got caught out of his Dorm at two in the morning, mainly because he had accidentally woken Quentin on the way out who had reminded him of the rule, but he just needed some fresh air. It felt a bit weird opening the back door from the kitchen and feeling the air around his naked body. He had quickly gotten used to the Master's 'no clothing' rule, but venturing outside the safety of the building with nothing on still gave him a slight chill of fear.
It was a surprisingly warm night for early February which was somewhat of a relief. He had worried the cold might force him straight back inside to his seemingly ever-present sense of claustrophobia. Sharing a room with three other guys was fun most of the time and he had quickly gotten to know his Dorm-mates Quentin, Philip and Taro pretty quickly, but he still found it a bit much from time to time.
Ever since he was child, Charlie had always sought the outdoors when he needed to think or couldn't sleep, especially on cloudless nights when he would just lay on the ground and stare up at the stars. Unfortunately tonight was fairly cloudy, so all he could really watch was the full moon shining through thin clouds.
He walked carefully down the gravel path that split the first area of the back garden in half lengthways, but soon jumped onto the lawn, both to save his feet and to reduce the noise he was making. Feeling the soft, damp grass between his toes felt great so he decided to see how it felt against his back, first sitting and then laying, resting his hands under the back of his head.
He had been laying there for a few minutes when a voice called out, "So you still like going outdoors when you can't sleep!"
"FUCK!" Charlie called out much louder than he meant to, partly as he realised he had been caught out of bed after curfew, but mainly out of shock. "Who's there?" He squinted in through the darkness and saw a figure approaching from further down the garden but couldn't make out who it was, then he considered what they had said and realised who it had to be. "Wes, is that you?"
"Yeah." his twin replied, getting closer.
Charlie climbed up onto his feet and instinctively attempted to cover up, despite the fact that the darkness pretty much did that for him. "What are you doing out here? Couldn't sleep either?"
"No." Wesley replied flatly.
For a brief moment, Charlie thought his brother was actually approaching him, but soon realised he was intending to just walk straight past. "I thought going outside to think was my thing. You stealing my gig?" Charlie joked feebly.
"No, I just kinda got used to being outside, I'm sure you remember why!" Wesley said back, still walking away, his tone dripping with venom. "And you shouldn't be out of bed. Don't let it happen again." he added as he reached the door and disappeared inside.
Charlie stood staring back at the dark house for a few moments, wishing Wesley would come back out but knowing he wouldn't. Not even in the mood to stare at the sky any more, he headed inside and went back to bed.
Benny was up before his wake-up call. There was a set rota for who would bring Benny's breakfast to him each day, but for once he had insisted Roger make a manual change to it, arranging for Alex to do it that morning. He wanted to see how the new Boy would do, especially in such an intimate setting with just the two of them in the room.
There was a knock on the door and it immediately opened, Alex walking in with breakfast tray in hand.
Benny stared furiously for a moment, then snapped, "Did I say come in?"
Alex just stared back at him. For a brief second he thought the young master may have been joking, but the expression immediately told him otherwise. "Sorry." he said, rolling his eyes.
"Get. Out!" Benny snarled through gritted teeth, infuriated by the boy's reaction. "Get out and try it properly!" he shouted as Alex headed out.
Alex pulled the door closed behind him, then knocked again and waited. It was about thirty seconds before he heard Benny shout for him to come in.
"Better." Benny said flatly, watching Alex approach him with the tray. "Just put it on the floor for now." Benny instructed.
Once Alex had put it down, he started back towards the door until he heard Benny cough to get his attention. He stopped and looked back, the boy's expression telling him he had forgotten something. "Oh, erm... will there be anything else... Sir?"
"Alex, why are you here?" Benny asked sharply.
Alex frowned for a moment, wondering if it was a trick question. "To... bring you your breakfast?" he suggested.
"No, why are you here, in this house?" Benny said, shaking his head.
"Oh." Alex said, thinking for a moment. "To be one of your Generals."
Benny climbed out of bed and paced slowly over to Alex, keeping his gaze. As he reached the other boy, he swung his hand out and slapped his cheek. It wasn't hard enough to hurt, it was meant more to shock, something it certainly achieved, Alex staring back at him wide-eyed. "Wrong. You're in this house because I LET YOU be in this house. You'd do well to remember that and start doing your duty properly."
Alex flinched as the boy yelled at him, the memory of what had happened on Saturday still lingering in his mind. Somehow, the small teen actually came across as scarier than the much larger Roger had. "Y... yes Sir." he said nervously.
Benny walked over to a cabinet by the wall and opened a drawer, then pulled out an intimidatingly large butt plug and a bottle of lube. He walked back to Alex and handed them over, saying nothing as the older boy stared back at him.
After a few moments of silent glaring, Alex got the idea and started applying some lubricant to the silicone toy. With it sufficiently lubed, he reached back and applied some gel to his own rear. He gulped as he looked at the massive toy, slowly moving it behind him and pressing the tip against his hole. As he pushed, it started sliding in, his sphincter stretching more and more to accommodate it.
"I don't think I can do it." Alex whimpered pathetically.
Benny actually had to suppress a smile, seeing the normally-aggressive boy struggling so much. He turned back towards the bed, picked up his breakfast tray and sat down with it. "It's okay, take your time, I'm in no hurry." Benny said casually as he started eating.
Alex winced as he attempted to push it deeper again, but pulled it back as his hole throbbed in response. He started fucking himself with it, pulling it out and pushing it back in, trying to get it just a little deeper with each push. He was whimpering with each thrust, blushing profusely as his Master sat staring as he worked his way through the breakfast.
"Aaaaah!" Alex finally called out as his hole took the widest part of the plug before contracting around the narrowed base. "Uh, it's in... Sir." he said, breathing heavily.
"Now wank." Benny ordered flatly.
Both pained and aroused by the large toy, Alex was already semi-hard. As he wrapped his fingers around his cock and started pumping, he could already feel his orgasm quite close because of the continued pressure on his prostate. He was barely even hard before he was gasping his way towards cumming.
Benny jumped up, draining the last couple of mouthfuls of milk from a glass before handing it to Alex for obvious reasons. With a grunt, Alex shot a surprisingly large load into the glass then just stood there, staring at Benny, holding his spunk-receptacle in one hand.
"No point wasting it!" Benny said, gesturing towards the glass.
Alex frowned, looked at it, then tipped the contents of the glass into his mouth. He had become accustomed to the taste of cum during his time spent in the house, but that didn't mean he had come to like it in any way. He grimaced slightly as he swallowed his own jizz.
"You can go now." Benny said dismissively.
"Thank you Sir." Alex said submissively, with just a hint of poorly-concealed anger. He reached round to his rear and grabbed the plug.
"What are you doing?" Benny snapped.
"Taking it out." Alex answered with a slight shrug.
"Did I say you could take it out?" Benny asked, raising his eyebrows as he moved closer to the other boy.
"Well.... no, but... I thought... erm..." Alex stuttered. "When can I take it out?" he asked, already afraid of the answer, thinking Benny might make him walk around the house with it in until it was time to leave for college.
"You can take it out when you get home tonight!" Benny said, scowling.
Alex's face dropped. "You can't be serious!" he said, shocked at the comment.
Benny reached round and smacked the base of the plug, forcing it momentarily further in and getting a yelp of discomfort from Alex. "This is what happens when I have to remind you of your duties! And you know what, for talking back I expect a photo from you every half hour for the rest of day, showing me it's still in! Understand?"
Alex looked furious, but kept his temper under control and just replied, "Yes Sir. Will that be all?"
"Yes. Enjoy your day!" Benny said with a polite smile, then watched in amusement as Alex waddled out.
Benny usually left assignment of the evening tasks to Roger, but with two new guys in the house and Alex now in his new temporary role, Benny had been working more closely with his second-in-command all week. They were sat together in the main lounge discussing the tasks for that night ahead of the Boys' imminent returns from work.
"David needs a night off!" Roger insisted. "Serious, the state of his arse, I'd be amazed if he can even sit down!"
'Wesley's handiwork!' Benny thought with a smirk. "Okay, put him in the kitchen and put Henry in with him. He's good in there, maybe he can show David a few things. How are we doing with the new guys?" the young Master asked.
"They've been through role play, humiliation, spanking and flogging then a bit of CBT. What do you want them on next?" Roger asked, thinking back through the activities the new arrivals had already tried out. It was standard procedure to take anyone new through everything they could think in their first few weeks as it helped the Master and his Generals find out what they did and didn't like, making for a much more personalised experience.
Benny was contemplating where to put them next when a message popped up on his phone. It was Alex's latest half-hourly check-in. The Boy had done well in following Benny's instructions, something that surprised Benny, but pleased him. As much as he got a little thrill from being mean to the occasionally-cruel Boy, everything he was being put through was designed to mould him into the sort of General Benny wanted him to be.
As he looked at the picture, he wondered whether Alex had actually kept the large plug in all day or if he simply took it out between pictures. Either way, he was bound to be in a somewhat fraught state when he returned home, especially if the glimpses of erection in some of the pictures were any indication.
"Let's give them to Malik tonight." Benny suggested, thinking how much worse an evening of edging would be for Alex after his day of prostate pressure.
"Okay, so that's Charlie, Anthony and Alex sorted. Who's next?" Roger asked, making notes of the plans as they made them.
"Put Stanley and Quentin on cleaning and laundry." Benny instructed. "And after they're done, have them report to you. Do what you want with them."
Roger grinned. "Thanks boss." he said happily. It was always nice when Benny gave him free rein with the Boys, it showed how much he trusted him, but he knew it was also Benny's way of giving him a little treat.
"No problem." Benny smiled back happily. "That leaves Philip, Abdul, Robert and Taro. Put them with Wesley."
"Four guys?" Roger asked, raising his eyebrows. "He usually only has two, three at a push."
"It'll keep him busy." Benny said with a solemn nod.
"You mean keep his mind off of Charlie?" Roger asked, shifting slightly uncomfortably in the seat.
"Yeah." Benny agreed. "How's he doing with it?"
Roger shrugged. "He says he's okay, but I went in with him when he had the noobs for spanking and CBT so he wouldn't have to do Charlie. He... really wasn't himself."
Benny frowned. "I don't think this is gonna work. I'm gonna have to ask him to leave if it keeps up."
"Yeah." Roger agreed sadly. "Shame... he's hot!"
Benny giggled at the comment then thought about Charlie, his pulse accelerating. "God yeah, SO hot!"
Benny had been watching from his usual spot as the Boys started returning home for the evening. It had taken every ounce of self-control he had not to walk down for a closer look when Charlie returned, removing his clothing at Roger's command as soon as he entered. He did, however, descend the stairs into the main atrium as he saw Alex walk through the door.
The poor boy looked a hell of a state. Benny guessed that he had actually kept the plug in all day rather than removing it between pictures. He looked very flustered and his walk looked distinctly different to normal. He flinched a little as he went about removing his clothes, blushing a little as Taro entered shortly after him and gave the toy a slightly surprised look.
Leaving Roger to deal with Taro, Benny gestured for Alex to follow him into his private lounge. He smirked as he heard Alex's slight moans as he walked. Hopefully the uncomfortable day had taught the lesson he hoped it would.
Once they were both inside the room, Benny turned to Alex and said, "How was your day?"
A slightly frustrated look of anger spread across Alex's face, but it soon dropped away into something more calm as he took a deep breath and said, "Uncomfortable Sir." He looked at Benny hopefully, his desire clear.
"You can take it out." Benny said, taking his usual spot on his favourite sofa.
"Thank fuck!" Alex muttered as he reached back and started pulling on the plug, closing his eyes. He moaned then gritted his teeth as his tired sphincter stretched around it. With a grunt of relief, it popped free. He opened his eyes and just looked at the young Master. The feeling of being free from it was immensely pleasurable and he felt a surge of gratitude towards the boy before remembering it was only in there because of him in the first place.
"Alex, sit down." Benny said frankly, then smirked a little, "If you can!"
The older boy placed the toy on the floor, then carefully lowered himself into a seat facing Benny.
Benny sighed, crossing his arms as he stared at Alex silently for a few moments. "You... concern me, Alex."
The Boy squinted slightly at the comment. It was not what he had expected to hear. Spending the whole day convinced that Benny was out to torture him, he was sure the Master would immediately subject him to something worse. "I do?" he asked quietly.
Benny nodded, leaning forward and rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "You seem to make progress here, but after every step forward, you seem to take two backwards."
"I..." Alex started, but he didn't really know what to say back so remained silent.
"Why did I put my Generals through the things you've gone through?" Benny asked.
Alex shrugged. "You like being in charge... and inflicting pain!" he replied casually.
Benny's head dropped and he growled quietly before looking back up. "You see, this is what I'm talking about. You seem to miss the point every time. It's like I can tell you exactly why I do each thing, but you still seem to think it's secretly some personal attack on you."
"It feels pretty personal." Alex replied quickly, looking down at the recently removed toy.
Benny shook his head. "It could be." he replied honestly. "Seriously, I could make it completely personal with you, punish you, hurt you and I'd almost have good reason, but that's not what this is. I care about every guy who lives under this roof, Alex. And that includes you. I look at you and I see what a fucking amazing benefit you could be to the house, but at the same time, I see that... vindictive streak you have." Benny noticed Alex's expression change, just a tiny amount and only for a second.
"I don't... know what you..." Alex started, playing innocent.
"Don't." Benny snapped, his tone suddenly firm. "I don't know what it is Alex, or why it's there, but I can see it clear as day and honestly.... it might be what stops you from being allowed to stay here!"
Alex's expression changed. Benny had expected a resurgence of his anger, instead he found himself looking at something else, something more like... sorrow. He looked like he wanted to say things, open up, but nothing came out of his mouth.
Benny was so close. He knew just a little more and maybe he might break through that shell, but he didn't want to risk pushing too far and going back to square one. "I meant what I said Alex, I care about you and I do genuinely want you in my house. Just... think about it, please. I'm always available if you want to talk, but I can't make you."
Alex's expression hardened again and he just shrugged dismissively.
Benny sighed again. "You'll be reporting to Malik after dinner, but for now... you can go."
Silently he stood and walked to the door. Before opening it, he looked back at Benny, just for a moment, then he was gone.
Dorm two was starting to feel a little crowded. It had been just Stanley and Abdul for so long before David joined them and they had only just been getting used to that when David arrived. Now that Alex had been temporarily assigned to their room they had finally got to experience what the room felt like at full capacity.
Stanley had a tendency to stay mostly in his bunk. Being on the top and at the back of the room it gave him a decent view of the resat of the small dorm, effectively letting him 'watch over' everyone else. When David moved in, he had taken the bunk below Stanley, the other bottom bunk already belonging to Abdul. That had left Alex to take the remaining top bunk, the one nearest the door.
Stanley hung over the edge of his bed, looking down to Abdul and David who had both arrived home just a few minutes before.
"What you guys on tonight?" the older man asked from above.
"Kitchen duty." David said, looking less than happy about it. "Apparently they think I need a night off!"
"What for?" Abdul asked.
David rolled over and revealed his rear to his two room mates. His cheeks were glowing red, covered in partially-recovered welts.
"Ouch!" Stanley called out as he saw it. "Yeah, I can kinda see why now! I can sympathise though, I'm on cleaning and laundry." He grinned as he added, "But then I get to report to Roger."
"And that's good?" David asked, as he lay on his back once again. The smile on Stanley's face confused him. The thought of being under the large intimidating man's control for the evening filled him with dread.
"You kidding? A bit of humiliation and degradation? That's like crack to the old perv!" Abdul said with a smile. "I bet you're hard already, aren't you old man!"
"Hey." Stanley snapped back with a slight smirk. "This old man can still kick your arse, Uncle Abdul!" Stanley sniggered, knowing that the reminder of Abdul's subservience to his nephew would quickly shut him up. Not wanting the younger man to think he was being genuinely mean, he quickly apologised. "Sorry, too mean. What you on anyway?"
"I'm with Wes." Abdul replied, blushing a little from the 'Uncle' jibe.
"Lucky git!" David said with a snigger.
The door suddenly swung open with a slam and Alex appeared, looking thoroughly unhappy. He marched over to the wardrobe he shared with Abdul without a word.
"Hey Alex, you okay?" Stanley asked, shooting the other two occupants a concerned glance.
"Fine." Alex said shortly. He grabbed a towel from the wardrobe and headed back to the door. "I'm having a shower!" he snapped before slamming the door behind him.
Stanley, Abdul and David all exchanged nervous looks. "Does he scare anyone else, or is it just me?" David asked nervously.
"Don't worry. Benny wouldn't let him be here if he was gonna hurt you." Stanley reassured the scared-looking younger man, despite the doubts running through his own mind.
After dinner, Benny allowed his Boys time to head towards their assignments for the remainder of the night, giving them some time to settle in before going to observe. He knew he should probably start taking more of a hand on approach, but found himself remaining slightly reluctant. While the young Master had no problem taking charge of the boys, or anyone really, he still felt he was somewhat lacking certain skills.
Each of his Generals brought something important to the house and he was doing his best to learn from them, but it was hard to do so without their knowledge. He would love to know how Malik could always tell when a guy was going to cum so that he could time his teasing so perfectly. He wanted to know how Wesley could spank the Boys in a way that gave them as much pleasure as it did pain. He didn't dare ask them to actually teach him though.
At times, particularly since the offer he had made the previous week, he sometimes felt that he simply wasn't strong enough to truly be the Master that the house needed. Admitting to his Generals that he needed to learn could cement those doubts in their minds too, so for now he just watched, claiming to be 'just enjoying the show' while secretly taking any notes he could from their techniques.
As Benny reached the basement he began to consider which room to go into first. As he heard a yell from one of the rooms, the decision was made for him. He opened the door and walked in, finding Wesley standing over Abdul. The young Asian man was on a large square platform in the middle of the room, each of his limbs secured to one of the corners and a blindfold covering his eyes.
On the far side of the room, Philip, Taro and were all secured to the wall by metal restraints around their wrists, ankles and necks, blindfolded too. Wesley was pacing around Abdul, spinning a flogger in each hand, the black strips of suede twirling round and round, making a satisfying whooshing noise as they spun.
Abdul's skin, being darker than most of the other boys, didn't show the evidence of Wesley's swipes very clearly, but it was obvious from the look of him that he had already received several good flogs. His cock was rigid, pointing skyward and just begging to be made the next target.
Wesley was grinning. Benny had noticed that Wesley only put his serious face on when the Boys could see him, scowling at them in an attempt to intimidate. When they were blindfolded though, he was normally smiling ridiculously. It was so obvious just how much he enjoyed the activities he got to run. He smiled even more broadly as he saw the Master walk in before swinging both floggers down, one making contact with Abdul's chest, the other whipping at his solid cock and loosely hanging balls.
"Aargh!" the man yelled as he felt the sharp strikes.
Wesley started spinning them both again, this time heading over to the wall with the other three. Keeping them spinning fast, he allowed them to catch against the bodies of the three naked men, delivering gentler strikes than the ones Abdul had received, but a lot more of them. Each of them whimpered in turn as they received their strikes.
Wesley turned his attention back to Abdul, letting the floggers hang loosely. He allowed the tips to drag gently down the man's body, making him giggle slightly as they tickled from neck down to toes. With the man still chuckling from the delicate strokes, Wesley swung them hard again, lashing one across each of his soles.
"Fuck!" Abdul yelled out.
"What did I say about bad language?" Wesley snapped, sounding furious, but still grinning.
"It's... it's not allowed Sir." Abdul whimpered, realising what he had just done.
"And what's the punishment, Boy?" he demanded.
"T... ten lashes." Abdul replied nervously, visibly tensing his entire body.
Without another word, Wesley moved to the man's side and delivered the punishment swiftly, ten rapid-fire flogs, each to a different part of his body.
Abdul yelled out with each one, but didn't swear. By the time the tenth had been delivered, he was whimpering, almost hyper-ventilating, pulling desperately at his restraints. Wesley quickly sat down on the edge of the platform and placed his hand on the man's chest, ever-so-gently rubbing it, the coarse chest hair running between his fingers.
"It's okay, just breathe through the pain." Wesley whispered, breathing deeply along with him.
After a few moments, Abdul's breathing had returned to normal and Wesley removed his hand. As he stood up he asked, "What do you say, Boy?"
"Thank you Sir, may I have another?" Abdul called out, the stress of his previous whimpers almost forgotten already.
Benny smiled at Wesley and headed out, looking back just in time to see the floggers make contact one more time. Next he headed across the basement to one of the doors on the opposite side.
Opening the door, he found himself coming face-to-face with Abdul's nephew, Malik. "Hey boss." The young General said happily to his Master.
"Hi, how's it going?" Benny asked.
"Oh we're having fun, aren't we, Boys?" Malik replied, raising his voice at the end as he looked at the other three men in the room.
His question got a murmur of agreement from Charlie, Anthony and Alex. All three of them were stood in the middle of the room back-to-back, arms raised in the air and secured to a chain hanging from the ceiling. Much like the Boys in Wesley's room, all three of them were blindfolded. While Wesley liked to do it just avoid putting on his 'game face' for Malik it was strategy!
Once he had got them all to the brink of cumming, the blindfolds would stop them knowing if they were about to receive some other stimulation, keep them desperate to know what was coming next and if they might be edged a little closer to release.
Malik caught Benny staring at the Boys, particularly at Charlie and winked at him. Benny felt himself blush a little, but smiled as Malik called out, "Hey Boys, you're in for a treat, looks like the Master's gonna give you a bit of hands-on time!"
"Thanks." Benny mouthed silently to his General who happily stepped away and took a seat, turning control over to the younger boy.
Benny approached the three restrained men. He wanted Charlie first. He just wanted Charlie. Period. But he instead forced himself to go to Anthony. He wanted to give equal attention to all boys. He actually felt a little sorry for Anthony. He had been in the house for just four days and already he was overshadowed by another Boy.
The easy-overlooking of Anthony really was a shame. Look at him without Charlie for comparison and he was a very attractive young man. As he stood there now, arms raised, Benny admired his hairiness, a thick matt of black hair covering a pleasantly toned chest, more patches of hair under his arms and a thick trail running from the centre of his chest, down his stomach and disappearing into a large bush. His skin was quite dark compared to the other two men either side of him.
Benny reached up to play with the hair on Anthony's chest, his fingers finding their way to his nipples. He gave them a gentle squeeze and grinned happily as the man's rigid cock twitched in response. He reached down and gave it a few strokes. They can't have been going that long, but by the sounds of it, Malik had already got Anthony quite far along the path to an orgasm.
"Do you want to cum, Boy?" Benny asked quietly.
"Yes. Please. Yes Sir." he said excitedly.
"Well I'm sure you will eventually!" Benny teased, letting go of the man. He heard a slight chuckle of approval from Malik.
Benny moved next to Alex, he wanted to tease him too, particularly as the boy, despite his obvious flaws, was physically delightful. While he had nowhere near the muscle tone of Charlie, he was extremely well-proportioned. Benny couldn't help thinking just how suckable his slightly-large nipples looked, poking out stiffly. He couldn't bring himself to do anything mean to him though, feeling like he had inflicted enough himself that day.
Instead, he just reached up and placed a hand gently on the Boy's cheek. He hoped Alex might take it as the caring gesture it was meant to be rather than anything else. The way his mind seemed to twist everything worried Benny. As he held the hand there for a moment, he was sure he could feel Alex pushing his cheek back against it, moving ever-so-slightly up and down to feel his Master's hand, but as quickly as it started, it seemed to stop and he returned to being motionless. Benny let the hand drop, casually stroking down the boy's smooth torso.
Finally, at last, he came to Charlie. He took a deep breath, psyching himself up for his first proper touch of the beautiful man. He placed his palm on the man's chest and gasped involuntarily. It was like electricity. He couldn't move, he just stood there, touching him so delicately, wanting to do more but his body refused to respond. He wasn't sure how long he was stood there, but he was finally able to move when he felt Malik's hand on his shoulder.
Benny looked round at his General and saw the concerned, puzzled look in his eyes. He shifted awkwardly, dropping his hand to his side. "I have to go." he said quietly, leaving the room and pulling the door closed behind him.
He walked over to the stairs and sat down on them, burying his face in his hands. He had no idea what had just happened. Why did the new Boy have such an affect on him. Yes, he was stunning to behold, but this was something else. He remained seated there for a few minutes, recovering from his strange reaction.
After leaving the basement, Benny had found Roger and spent most of the rest of the evening in the main lounge watching him humiliate Stanley and Quentin after they had finished their other chores. He got a particular thrill from the way Quentin kept looking awkwardly at Benny. While the man seemed to have made his peace with staying in the house, that still didn't stop him feeling awkward at being watched by one of his students.
Benny had even shouted out some extra instructions to Roger to help humiliate his teacher. He knew he had promised Roger he could do whatever he wanted with the two men, but he knew his devoted General wouldn't take any issue with having a little extra encouragement from a spectator. If anything, the added humiliation of the two men enhanced Roger's enjoyment.
Benny finally left them when Roger was finishing off, making the two mean 'clean up' which mostly entailed them licking all the cum that had been shot by the three of them throughout the evening off of the floor.
As Benny headed out into the atrium, intending to seek solitude in his private lounge, he heard shouting coming from the direction of the basement. He dashed to the stairs and headed down, finding what appeared to be a fight going on between Wesley and his twin brother. Benny had no idea what had happened, but it appeared that both Malik and Wesley's groups had left their rooms at around the same time bringing the two siblings into direct contact.
The scuffle didn't appear to be anything too serious, mostly just over-aggressive brotherly wrestling, but other boys looked about ready to get involved. Benny's eyes narrowed as he realised Alex was in fact egging the others on, virtually revelling in the confrontation.
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Benny bellowed, loudly and aggressively enough to even put Roger to shame. Everyone froze on the spot. He pointed to Malik. "YOU, GET THE BOYS BACK IN THEIR DORMS! ALEX, GET IN THERE AND STAY THERE UNTIL I GET YOU OUT!" He shouted angrily pointing to the 'Trash' room Alex had occupied until the weekend.
"WESLEY, WITH ME!" Benny screamed, turning back up the stairs. He looked back and just saw them all staring at him in shock. "NOW!" he added, causing a sudden flurry of movement. He turned again and started taking the stairs two at a time.
As he reached the top, he almost got knocked down by Roger. "What's..." he started.
"Get down there and keep everyone in their dorms." Benny snapped, his sharp tone shocking Roger.
Benny stormed across the atrium, Wesley following sheepishly. Once they were inside the private lounge, Benny faced his General and demanded furiously, "What... the fuck... was that?"
"He started it." Wesley said quietly, staring at the ground.
"You're a not a child and I'm not your fucking father! I don't care who started it." Benny yelled. "What I want to know is why one of my Generals was fighting with one of my Boys!"
"He..." Wesley started, then closed his mouth, pressing his lips tightly together, fists clenching.
Benny walked up to Wesley, staring him right in the eye. "You told me you could handle this!"
"I can!" Wesley snapped back. "I..." He stopped talking, raising his hands to his face and covering it as he growled with frustration.
"Really? Because this doesn't like you can!" Benny insisted. He took a deep breath, then reached round and placed a hand on the small of Wesley's back, guiding him over to a seat and nudging him to sit. The young Master sat alongside him. "I think you need to tell me what happened between you two."
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Due to the large cast, and mostly new characters, I will be including a brief summary at the end of each chapter of the characters involved so far. If you ever need a reminder when starting a new chapter, just refer back to this to refresh your memories.
Benny's House – The Occupants
The Master ----------
Benny Harrison – 16 – Benny began his dominant lifestyle at the age of 14, taking control of his babysitter. After that ended, he began exploring the life of a Dom further, eventually getting more and more men under his control. At sixteen he moved into a house he had bought with money earned through blackmail. Despite a recent crisis of conscience, Benny is very much the man in charge and now seeks to run his house in a safe and enjoyable way for the men under his influence. Benny appears to be greatly attracted to one of the new Boys in the house, Charlie, but he has put that aside for now in order to address the issues between Charlie and Wesley.
The Generals ------------
Roger Jenkinson – 20 – Roger is one of Benny's longest-serving subs and acts as his second-in-command, holding authority over the other Generals as well as the Boys. Not much is yet known about his past before meeting Benny. He is a very large man and excels at intimidation and humiliation. Roger is currently adapting to his new position as Benny's friend, having only really served him before as a Sub.
Wesley Thompson – 24 – After Roger, Wesley is the longest-serving General in the house. In many ways he is Roger's opposite, appearing kind and compassionate with the Boys, making him very popular with them. That doesn't mean he's a pushover though. When it comes to being a Dom, he means business, particularly when it comes to spanking and inflicting physical pain, although he never takes it too far. His twin brother has recently joined the house as one of the new Boys, the two having not spoken for about ten years.
Malik Mahmood – 22 – Malik has been in the house for a few months and has quickly settled into his role as a General, taking great pleasure in pushing the Boys to their limits with his impressive edging and teasing skills. He takes great pleasure in teasing Abdul, his Uncle.
The Boys --------
Dorm One --------
Quentin Trent – 35 – Quentin is one of the few residents of the house who actually has any contact with Benny outside of the place as he is a teacher at Benny's school. He was originally living in the house under threat of blackmail, but now stays of his own free will, happy to serve. As the oldest occupant of Dorm One, he tends to take on the role of protector and carer for the other Boys in his room.
Philip Bennett – 25 – Philip is one of the newer boys at the house and is still in the process of settling in. He has become close friends with Quentin and Taro, but has not gotten to know many others yet.
Taro Hayashi – 19 – Has been living the Sub life for several years already, despite his young age and is happy to have found a place to enjoy it safely with Benny. He is assertive when he needs to be, but has a kind heart which makes him popular amongst the other Boys.
Charlie Thompson – 24 – Recently joined the house, introduced by Malik. Upon arrival, he discovered his estranged twin brother Wesley was one of Benny's Generals, causing significant tension. The reason for their issues have not yet been revealed, but Charlie's initial confidence was shattered upon seeing Wesley. He has been assigned to join Dorm One.
Dorm Two ------
Stanley Newton – 44 – The oldest of the Boys and patriarch of Dorm Two, Stanley had lived a very sheltered life before meeting Benny. He had been very much in denial about his sexuality up until that point and since coming to terms with it has begun to explore all his long-suppressed desires.
Abdul Mahmood – 29 – Abdul came to the house with his nephew, Malik, who is more like a cousin to him due to their similar ages. Not much is yet known about Abdul or his relationship with malik prior to coming to Benny's House.
David Frederickson – 34 – Another recent arrival, David is still quite shy and timid around Boys from the other Dorms. Like most of the others, he has taken a strong liking to Wesley, particularly in light of his wonderful spanking skills, an activity David particularly enjoys.
Alex Stafford – 18 – Alex knows Benny from before he started the house, having played a part in the events of Summer 2012 which set Benny down his current course. He is a natural Dom and seems to have a truly vindictive streak. He is currently undergoing the mandatory training to join the house as a new General and has just been assigned to stay in Dorm Two during his time spent as one of the Boys.
Dorm Three ----------
Anthony Molina – 31 – Just joined the house and has not really had much involvement yet, his arrival being outshone somewhat by the issues between Wesley and Charlie. Newly assigned to Dorm Three.
Robert Naylor – 36 – Mentioned only by name, not yet seen
Henry Baxter – 40 – Mentioned only by name, not yet seen.