In a pet basket with Luca

"Here we are, little bunny, your bed for the night." Irena cooed, the excitement clear in her voice. On hands and knees by her feet, Marcus peeked out around her leg anxiously. They were in a new room of her lodge, a fairly big open one, with wooden walls lit by flickering candlelight, with a soft woven rug covering the floor. The huntress queen was waving her hand towards a large wicker basket against one wall, with a soft cushion inside it that at least looked comfortable and fluffy. The young prince bit his lip, a shiver running down his spine as he realized just how similar it was to the baskets were his Father's prized hunting hounds had slept back in the palace. No doubt exactly as Irena intended, and that reminded him too of the poor King still tied up and locked outside in that horrible stable. "Don't look quite so anxious now." The huntress queen chuckled, bending down to roughly ruffle his hair with her big, warm hand. "It's warm and comfortable, I promise, and since you've been so very good today, you don't have to sleep all alone just yet. Luca, come here you naughty kitty!"

There was rustling noise from the other side of the room, and Luca slunk out from behind a pillar, crawling with easy grace across the carpet towards them. Marcus blushed faintly, just watching the other boy move naked like that made him feel a little hot and bothered, and he couldn't stop his gaze from darting down Luca's soft, tanned skin, the color of warm caramel. He'd never seen another boy who was quite so pretty, with those big, dark eyes and full lips, wet and parted now almost like they were asking for a kiss. Even the furry ears nestled in Luca's hair and the wiry tail curling up from his butt just made the boy seem even cuter, especially when combined with the almost catlike grace with which he crawled across the floor, just like the tamed, willing pet Irena wanted him to be. A faint tingling between the young prince's legs made him freeze. No...he couldn't get hard now, not with that awful cage still fastened round his dick! It'd hurt!

"I haven't forgotten what Karla told me about what you got up to while I was away." Irena chided, waving her finger at Luca, who had crouched down near her feet and was now staring guiltily at the floor. Again, it looked so real, like he really was ashamed of upsetting her, like all he wanted was to be a good pet for her. Marcus shivered at the sight, still trying to distract himself from the tingling in his dick. "You're going to be good and sore tomorrow morning when I have time to deal with that, you bad kitten." The huntress queen continued with an exasperated sigh, but there was no anger in her words, only an almost teasing affection. "It's not to spare you the proper punishment, but I'm going to give you a chance to redeem yourself, okay? You're to keep my new bunny Marcus company for the night." She crouched down, reaching her hand over to the tanned boy's cheek. Luca seemed to melt into her palm as her fingers gently scratched at his forehead, little shivers passing through his slender body. His full lips curled into an adoring smile, and he gazed longingly up at her like she was all that existed in the world. Watching all this from behind Irena, Marcus really hoped he had a chance soon to ask Luca what was going on, and that the other boy wouldn't get mad at him for wondering how he could act so lovingly towards a woman who kept him as her tamed animal. "He's scared and anxious, just like you were when I took you in, remember?" The huntress queen murmured, running her hand tenderly along Luca's back like she was petting a real cat. "Keep him comfortable. And no teasing. I know you enjoy playing around with the other pets, but be nice to him or I'll smack you twice as hard tomorrow."

Luca wiggled his body while she gently stroked along his back one more time, his eager smile never fading even as she threatened punishment. Irena patted his forehead again, then rose to her full height, once again towering over the two naked boys crawling at her feet. She was tall and fearsome anyway, but from the floor like this she seemed even more so. Marcus froze as Luca's gaze flickered back to him, curiously staring at his face like he was searching for something. Then the tanned boy smiled again, sympathy in his large, dark eyes. The young prince **** a weak grin back, relieved at least this one person seemed to feel sorry for him here.

"Now get into the basket, both of you." Irena ordered. "There's enough space for two, and I want you snuggled up nice and close so you don't get cold." So she said, but the eager glint in her eyes suggested she had other motives for wanting the two of them sharing a bed. Marcus hesitated by her legs, watching as Luca eagerly darted to the basket and lay down on his side, curling up around his belly like he was pretending to be a cat. That left...just about enough room for the young prince, but they were going to pressed right against each other, and they were naked too! He couldn't do that with another boy, even one as pretty as Luca! Marcus raised his head, his anxious gaze meeting Irena's expectant stare. "Come on, now, little bunny." She nodded towards the basket. "Luca's a good pet, just lie down where there's room and he won't hurt you, I promise."

It wasn't exactly getting hurt that Marcus was worried about, but he crawled forward slowly all the same. Luca wriggled back to give him more room, flashing another gentle, encouraging smile. With a sharp gasp, the young prince slipped into the basket awkwardly laying down on top of the cushion on his belly. Luca was right there next to him, so close he could feel the heat off the other boy's skin on his own bare side. He was way too embarrassed to look, but just the thought made his belly flutter, and his already blushing cheeks glow even hotter. The tingling between his legs grew even more insistent, and he gasped out as he felt his dick start to press a little against the cold metal of the cage. His gaze darted uncertainly back to Irena, who was staring down at the pair of them with a satisfied smile.

"Oh...still scared, little bunny?" The huntress queen sighed, sounding actually sympathetic. She crouched down again, and Marcus shivered as her warm, big hand landed on his back, stroking gently over his bare skin the way she'd done for Luca just moments ago. Her long, tender caresses from the nape of his neck all the way down to his trembling hips were very soothing, and he slowly felt himself relax into the pillow underneath him as she kept going. "Keep being good like this and you don't have to be scared about anything, I promise. You're mine now, and I'll protect you and give you everything you need." Irena cooed, her voice so gentle he just wanted to believe every word. "Your Father too, I know you're worried for him." Marcus froze, a little gasp escaping his lips at the mention of the poor King. "Don't be." The huntress queen continued, another long, soothing stroke running all the way down his slender back. "I'm going back out there now, and I'll let him down and get him warm and fed, I promise. He'll be a good stallion soon, and the two can live happily here as mine. You won't have to worry about anything but pleasing me."

In that moment, as she stroked him so tenderly and whispered those sweet, soothing words, it didn't even sound that bad. Marcus found himself smiling faintly as she straightened back up above the small basket. She hadn't treated him that badly today...had she? Just...smacking him a little, and putting that awful cage on his dick, but she'd been quite nice otherwise! And now she was going to let his Father out of those ropes after all! Now if both of them could just be good for her a little longer, until Uncle Gaius came to save them, then...maybe this wouldn't be so terrible. He just hoped the King realized the same and didn't make her angry again.

"Sleep well, my darling pets." She sighed. "Remember be good boys for me tonight." With that, she turned and strode away, pausing only to blow out the candle on the mantlepiece before slipping out the door and closing it behind her. There was the unmistakable sound of a key turning, and Marcus felt some of the warm comfort he'd been basking in fade as he realized she'd just locked them in here. There was still one candle burning on the other side of the room, but it was quite dark now and he nuzzled awkwardly into the pillow underneath him. It wasn't uncomfortable, but still...he was used to sleeping in his large bed back home, with blankets and everything.

"Hey, you want to talk or what?" Luca murmured quietly from behind him. Marcus let out a little yelp. How had he practically forgotten the other boy was there, all naked right next to him! "This might be the last chance you get for a while." Luca continued as the young prince awkwardly rolled over to stare at him. Marcus kept his gaze on the other boy's pretty face, trying not to think about how close they were to each other now, their naked chests just inches apart in the small basket. "Don't be scared of Mistress catching us, this time at least. She put us in here together because she knew we would."

"What?" Marcus whispered. Irena had been so strict about talking from the start. He felt his poor butt tingling at the memory of the smacking she'd given him for daring to shout to his Father.

"I know, Mistress would never say it, but it's what she meant to happen." Luca continued, his eyes shining in the flickering candlelight, seeming to glow for a moment with that same longing devotion as he spoke of Irena. "She wants me to help you, that's why she's having us sleep together tonight. I know it's really difficult at first, believe me I do. I was so scared when came here, and Mistress had to train me a lot as well before I understood what she expected. But now I do, I can help, I promise. So, if you want to ask anything...this is your chance." Marcus bit his lip. There were a lot of things he'd been thinking of asking Luca, only now his voice didn't seem to be working so well, not with them naked together in a tiny basket, so close the other boy's soft breaths were tingling on his own skin. But if Luca was right, this might be his only chance. What did he want to say...?