Chapter 12: Tipsy Goth

Once Cloud was ready for the day, he headed out to where he was instructed to go by the Duke.

Arriving at what seemed to be a beauty parlor on one of the decks, Cloud was a little confused.

However, the employees had been waiting for him and quickly ushered him inside and got busy.

Before long they had finished prepping him, and sent him next door to the outfitter. The Duke had already given them instructions, so an outfit was already prepared, perfectly fitted to Cloud's slender, feminine physique.

Seeing the outfit, Cloud sighed with exasperation. He knew he didn't have a choice here, but at least this outfit wasn't particularly revealing. So he got dressed.

Once done, he looked at himself in the mirror.

To his surprise, Cloud actually looked quite adorable in this outfit, looking like a goth princess! Blushing, but feeling a little good inside, Cloud decided that it wasn't too bad this time...

Now that he was ready, he met up with the Duke.

Once the Duke laid eyes on Cloud, his face lit up with appreciation, and he showered complements onto the blushing merc. Cloud was annoyed at the man, but the complements were rather nice.

Happy with Cloud's appearance, the Duke put his arm around Cloud's narrow waist and pulled him close to his side as they walked off towards their destination.

Cloud stiffened at first at the unwanted closeness, but the smell of the Duke's cologne and the comfort of his strong arm around him soon allowed him to relax, much to the Duke's satisfaction.

Soon they arrived at the conference room, a large room with a circular table where many dignitaries had already gathered for the meeting.

When the Duke and Cloud entered, many eyes turned their way, and most lit up in appreciation at the delightful visual treat that the Duke had brought with him today. Cloud blushed shyly from the stares, wishing he was somewhere else.

The stares didn't last too long thankfully, as soon the meeting started. Cloud sat next to the Duke, and listened for a while, but soon got bored.

After a few hours, he was dozing off in his chair!

The Duke noticed this, and with a smirk, reached stealthily into his pocket.

Suddenly, Cloud jerked as if someone had poked him! Suddenly turning red, he shot an accusing glare at the Duke, only to find the man engrossed in the current discussion of maritime trade routes!

Cloud glared angrily for a moment, but his attention wavered fast, going back to what had startled him awake. The buttplug planted firmly inside his butthole was vibrating!

It was subtle, but consistent, a soft massage that tickled his warm insides, caressing his prostate and sending waves of pleasure radiating through his body!

Cloud clenched his teeth and tried to remain still, but his body was reacting to the sexual stimuli without his consent! His small penis was already erect, and his nipples were stiff under his blouse. His skin was hot and sensitive, and the pleasure was making his cock throb and his tight butt spasm from the pleasure.

Minutes passed by, each feeling like hours to Cloud, who felt increasingly **** as the pleasure continued to mount inside his slender body.

He was tempted to run to the bathroom, but he was afraid someone would notice, so he stayed put and tried to contain himself. But it was getting harder and harder. His whole body was trembling, becoming more and more uncontrollable as his mind grew hazy and foggy with arousal.

Cloud looked over at the Duke again, his eyes tearing up with pleading desperation. He was certain that the Duke was responsible for this, but couldn't just ask him to stop in the current circumstances!

Cloud's actions also finally caused some of the dignitaries to notice his strange condition, and a few looked at him with curiosity, wondering if this exotic eye-candy was doing okay.

Just when Cloud was about at his limits, his body shaking, mind about to go blank, sexual moans of pleasure desperately being held in as his tight butthole clenched and spasmed around the plug massaging his insides so soft and pleasurably, the vibrations suddenly stopped.

Cloud nearly collapsed in relief, and was left sitting there taking deep breaths as he tried to compose himself. A glass of water was presented to him, and he gulped it down greedily before thanking the Duke, who had handed it to him.

Cloud then remembered who he knew was responsible, and quickly scowled at the Duke, very angry with him for putting him through such misery in public!

The Duke pretended not to notice, and the meeting continued.

After another boring hour, the meeting was done and the delegation was moved to the next room where a feast had been prepared.

Cloud was hungry at this point, and still upset with the Duke, so he pointedly ignored the other man as he started to eat his fill. Even when the Duke offered him a glass of champagne, he refused, and instead got his own glass.

His petty pouting did not go unnoticed, but the Duke only smiled and did not take it to heart.

As the dinner continued, Cloud had a few more glasses of champagne and started to feel a bit better, even a little buzzed. He found himself sticking closer to the Duke's side as he chatted with the other guests, even leaning against his tall, muscular, firm body for support. He really did smell nice.

By the time the dinner had concluded, Cloud had more than a few glasses of champagne, and was very tipsy, to the point where he could barely stand straight without the Duke's support.

The Duke wasn't bothered, and held the slender merc's body close to his with his strong arm, pleased with the evening's progression.

Suddenly, a waiter accidentally slipped, and a glass of wine was spilled all over Cloud's dress!

Cloud was a bit to drunk to care, but he was a little upset that his nice new dress was ruined.

The waiter apologized, and the Duke accepted, then steered Cloud out of the room as he said some parting words, then helped the tipsy merc back to their deck.

Cloud was drunk, and was grateful that he had such a strong man to support him as they walked back. He even giggled cutely when he saw a couple making out at the railing.

The Duke watched all of this with a smile, satisfied that his plan had played out as he had instructed. Of course, this was all his doing...

Back in Cloud's room, the Duke helped him inside and closed the door behind them. He then approached Cloud, who protested angrily when the Duke tried to take his clothes off!

"Let me help you get cleaned up dear Cloud, it's the least I can do." The Duke said softly, placating Cloud as the slender merc rose his hackles in defense.

Cloud felt as if there was some problem with that statement, but after teasing him with that buttplug incident today, Cloud did feel like this perverted Duke owed him one, so he allowed him to help this once, but only this once!

Gaining his temporary approval, the Duke started to undress him, his large hands steady as he undid the buttons on Cloud's dress.

Cloud's drunken state made him compliant in the Dukes hands, and the Duke's scent filling the room had him blushing, his mind buzzing with random thoughts, his glazed eyes stealing glances at the Duke as he helped him get undressed.

Cloud wondered why he was so okay with another man undressing him, but if felt fine at the moment, so he didn't complain, even when his underwear was swiftly removed he didn't protest, as long the Duke didn't try to do anything fresh... Soon he was naked, standing slightly unsteady still from the drinks.

Then, when the Duke also started undressing, Cloud's **** impaired and pheromone infused state of mind was quickly entranced, his eyes wide as he watched the Duke reveal his toned, muscular body, his eyes drifting down to the lower part as the pants were removed, then as the underwear came off, the sleeping python hanging between the other man's legs!

Cloud flushed as his mind reminded him of his erotic dream last night. He had felt that thing hard against his butt, and here it was now in the flesh, not hard yet, but Cloud could guess its capabilities...

But why was he getting undressed? Cloud looked at the other man in confusion, looking extremely cute and adorable with his flushed face and wide, curious eyes full of questions.

"Silly Cloud, of course I have to get undressed. How else would I help you get cleaned up?"

Cloud frowned as his brain tried to make sense of it. He supposed it did make sense, you didn't get into the shower with clothing on after all.

The Duke then guided the befuddled Cloud to the bathroom, supporting the still unsteady merc with his strong hands, his eyes dark with desire as he looked down at the defenseless, slender body.

In the process of getting to the bathroom, their bodies touched several times, and Cloud felt his skin grow hot, especially his firm rear that had been _accidentally _touched a few times by someone's hanging phallus.

Cloud's mind at this point was so muddled by pheromones and **** that he had no thoughts that suggested that this was odd to him. Instead he could only focus on the heat of his skin where the Duke touched him, and the other man's closeness, and the soft scent of mahogany from his cologne.

The Duke gently guided him to the shower, started the water, then the two of them stepped inside, the Duke standing close behind Cloud as they let the warm water cascade down their bodies...

Cloud could only focus his foggy mind on the presence of the man standing so close behind him, the heat of his body warming him even though they weren't touching, the huge cock hanging back there so close to his little butt...

Cloud had the strangest desire at that moment to move his body back against the Duke, hoping that the Duke would touch him with those large hands, just like he had in his dreams...