Training with Jana begins

Marcus knelt, shivering anxiously, on the cold wooden floor at Jana's elegantly shoed feet. He was still in somewhat of a daze, after being woken way earlier than he was used to by Kriss prodding his side with her foot. The scary woman had untied him, leashed him, then dragged him back through this horrible mansion, before handing him over to one of her black-clothed henchmen. From there, the young prince had finally been reunited with his fellow prisoners, the group of naked, kidnapped men and women looking even more miserable than the day before.

Several had bruises or red marks on their backs, thighs and butts, and the dark bags under their tired eyes suggested their nights had been even worse than his. Charity, while outwardly unmarked was shivering faintly and had a haunted look on her pretty face. Remembering the shrill scream he'd heard from Jana's room, Marcus had ached with sympathy for the poor girl. He'd thought about hugging her or something, but with the watching eyes of these awful kidnappers still focused on him he hadn't dared.

Without even being given a chance to breathe, the prisoners were herded by the whip-wielding kidnappers to that same room where they'd eaten last time and been fed a bowl of bitter-tasting porridge just like before. Marcus wasn't entirely naïve…or at least not any more after what had been done to him already. After last night he knew that whatever that strange liquid Kriss had made him drink was some kind of **** that was making him feel all hot and needy afterwards, and it had been added to their food as well. Only...if he refused to eat, he'd just get beaten again. Better to keep his strength up, do what these horrid people said and wait for his chance. His Father was still coming to save him...right?

There had been worse yet to come though. When he'd finished his meal, instead of Kriss calling him to come with her for training...it had been Jana. The elegantly dressed woman, wearing a long scarlet dress with black frills and ribbons, had picked him with a cold smirk that made him shudder, pointing to him a long thin riding crop. Her other two choices had been Josh, the blonde kitchen boy biting his lip when he walked stiffly over at her order, and then poor Charity for a second time. The chamberlain's daughter had made a strangled whimpering noise, but had rushed over, shivering in fear. She was clearly utterly horrified at the prospect of another day at Jana's mercy, but too scared to hesitate or even beg for mercy. Seeing her reaction had left Marcus even more afraid.

Unlike Kriss' gloating, she hadn't spoken another word to them beyond a sharp order to follow her back into the mansion. She was just one woman, and not quite as physically imposing as her sister in her silk and ribboned garments, but there hadn't been a thought in Marcus' head of resisting her. He was already terrified of her, and even considering what she'd do to him if she was angry made his stomach churn and his heart pound in his chest with sickening fear. Kriss at least had shown she could be **** if he obeyed her, but he already doubted any such notion of mercy existed behind Jana's cold eyes.

Now the three prisoners knelt in a neat line in front of her, Marcus on the far left, his head down and shivering, with Josh looking much braver to his right, and Charity next along, her back stiff and her face swimming between blank obedience and fear. In front of them Jana stood silently, her icy blue eyes flickering between each naked prisoner in turn. Marcus felt his heart clench whenever that cold gaze fell on him. It seemed like this terrible woman was looking right through him and seeing all his darkest fears.

"By now, no matter who your previous trainer was, all of you should understand the crucial importance of obedience." Jana began suddenly, her voice crisp and clear as shattered glass, each word spoken with the cold, steely precision of a dagger blade. "My expectations for today are simple. You will follow every order I give you with alacrity and enthusiasm. Anything less will earn swift correction."

She whipped her crop through the air with that last word, the wickedly thin length of wood making an awful whistling noise as it cut through the air. Marcus winced, hardly daring to imagine how much that would hurt. He'd been spared much punishment last time thanks to Kriss' odd fondness for him, even with the awful strapping she'd given him. By the vicious smirk on Jana's face as her cold gaze fell on him once more, he suddenly felt like he didn't have much chance of escaping that horrible crop today.

"For now, obedience and simple sexual conditioning will remain our focus." Jana continued, the crop hovering threateningly in the air from her outstretched hand. "As your training continues, more complex aspects of service will be introduced in order to refine you into the kind of well-rounded exemplars of servitude our valued customers expect. It is in your best interests to excel and prove yourselves throughout your training. After all, it will be us who decide just how much you are worth once the day you are to be sold off comes. The life of an expensive, valuable house **** is far better than that of simple brothel stock, I can assure you."

She paused a moment with another thin smile, seeming to want to let her awful words wash over the three kneeling prisoners. Marcus shivered anxiously, a cold chill running down his spine. He didn't want to be a house **** at all, owned by some wealthy noble horrible enough to think enslaving anyone was okay, but just like she said it would be better than being sold as some kind of...whore in a brothel. None of that mattered anyway, he tried to convince himself. He'd have been freed or escaped long before these horrible people could even think of selling him. Only with the terrifying figure of Jana right here looming silently over him that prospect somehow felt even more distant. Would someone like her, so cold and cruel, ever allow anyone to escape her clutches?

"To begin with, I will give you a series of simple commands." Jana continued at last. "As you follow them, I will issue further corrections and training as necessary. Now...where to start? We have two very pretty boys here, don't we?" She chuckled coldly, waving her crop between Marcus and Josh. The kitchen boy stiffened, his jaw tensing, while the young prince shrank back fearfully. "I think I want to see the two of you play together. Why don't you kiss for a start?"

Marcus froze, his mouth dropping open...kiss another boy? That was what she wanted? His shocked gaze flickered to Josh. That **** they'd slipped into his meal had the young prince's skin all flushed and tingling, and his dick hard and throbbing between his legs. In such a needy state, it was hard not to notice how pretty the kitchen boy really was, with his soft, blonde hair, long lashes and big blue eyes. Marcus swallowed, suddenly imagining tenderly brushing his lips over Josh's mouth for a moment, the thought making his belly flutter wildly. It was just a kiss, right? And he was only doing it because he was scared of Jana. No sense making her mad over something so simple.

Josh seemed to agree despite his earlier hints of defiance, because he hurriedly turned on his knees to face the young prince. His own cheeks were flushed too, and there was a slightly dazed look on his pretty face as he stared at Marcus. The young prince couldn't stop himself from leaning forward slightly, his lips wet and parted. Josh crossed the rest of the distance, and suddenly their lips met. Marcus shivered as he felt the other boy's soft skin on his own, that moment of contact sending a tingling spark through his entire body, right to the tip of his stiff dick. Already the kiss was becoming wetter and hungrier, the two boys leaning into each other. It was Josh who broke the kiss at last with a panting gasp, a look of faint shock in his eyes as he drew back. Marcus was still leaning forward, his body tingling and aching for more. He stared shyly over at the other boy, hardly believing it could feel so good to kiss him like that.

"Good, nice and obedient already, you'll both go far." Jana sneered above them, her voice shattering that moment of comfort like glass. "It does often amuse me how **** boys are to even touch each other, and it is such fun teaching them they don't really have a choice. Still, I suppose it's better that you two understand your position. Now...time to get that stupid girl involved as well. I hope she's learnt by now to be obedient at least."