A King, In Name Only - Part 4 - Cain's Training

Part 4 - Cain's Training - A Story Within A Story

You may have wondered how Cain became so proficient in punishing others. And how there came to be such a special relationship between Cain and Meglis. Was there true love in this relationship - or just two creatures surviving in a symbiotic relationship?

To understand this relationship, we need to go all the way back to the childhood of Prince Meglis.

Until he was 12, Meglis was a lonely boy. His brother, the future king, was a lot older than him and there really was no relationship between the two. Remladore was being groomed for his role and spent much of his time with his father and the wiser elders of the kingdom. Meglis was left to fend for himself. He had no sisters or other brothers and no one his age lived in the castle. He had to amuse himself most of the time.

Around the time Meglis turned twelve, several things happened. First, he hit puberty with a bang. Being left alone much of the time, he quickly discovered the joys that his developing body had to offer. And second, his father suddenly realized that his son was lonely. He enlisted a group of six peasant lads from the surrounding town to play with his son. Their families were well rewarded for the loss of labour that their sons would normally provide.

Young Meglis used his position as Prince to great advantage. He soon involved the other boys - all around ten or eleven years old - in sexual games. At first, he had ordered them to masturbate. He soon learned that he was the only one in the group who could achieve orgasm; at least a wet one. He also learned that his juicy offerings fascinated his playmates. It was not long before he had one of the boys masturbate him while he watched the others jacking off.

A revelation came one day when he discovered two of the boys locked in a sixty-nine in one of the stables. He watched in fascination as the boys brought each other to jerky orgasms. From that day forth, his focus became getting sucked by each of the boys. As Prince, this was easy. He simply had to order them to do it and they would obey.

He was a totally satisifed boy, basking in the glow of an almost perpetual sexual high.

As luck would have it, Meglis visited the stables one day as two horses were being mated. Completely ignorant of the female anatomy, he assumed - incorrectly - that the one horse was sticking its long cock in the other horses ass. He suddenly had a new goal in life. He quickly buggered his entire group of playmates - achieving his goal in a span of less than 24 hours. He was in heaven. He was able to fuck to his hearts content and no one could refuse him access to their smooth bums.

As time passed, Meglis matured into a teen and finally into a young man. His tastes, however, never changed. As year after year passed, he replaced his playmates with new ones. Each new playmate fit a similar mould. They had to be just starting puberty. Meglis liked a dusting of pubic hair - but any other body hair disgusted him. And each boy must be able to masturbate to orgasm - but must not be able to send forth his seed in a disgusting wet form. This too, he found almost nauseating.

So it was that Meglis's brother became King and Meglis was sent from the royal castle to assume his new role in the kingdom. That role was to be the collector of taxes for about half of the kingdom. Meglis preformed this task with considerable enthusiasm. His base of operations was a smaller - yet extremely opulent castle two days ride from the royal dwellings.

He liberally skimmed large amounts of tax money to provide himself a life of luxury. His castle became one of true splendor - all paid for at tax payers expense. His only major problem was that his supply of young playmates had been cut off due to his new location.

His new role, however, soon provided him other opportunities. On one of those rare occasions when he accompanied a tax collector on his rounds, he discovered a new source of playmates. The Prince, his tax clerk, and a group of soldiers arrived at a small stone hut one fateful day. The tenant farmer had suffered from poor crops over the previous two years. He was unable to pay even a small portion of the sum demanded. He was at his wits end as he would most likely loose his farm and he and his family would be placed as labourers on one of the King's own farms.

Meglis waited impatiently as the clerk badgered the man. His eyes happened on the man's wife and children, standing off to one side. It was then that he spied a most heavenly child. The boy was about ten, short and slender. He had beautiful flaxen hair that framed a cherubic face. Meglis was instantly infatuated and totally in lust. He had to have this boy.

Slipping down from his horse, he strode over to the young lad. He bade the tax collector wait while he had words with the lad. He then led the frightened youngster around the back of the hut. Out of view, he quickly raised the boys tunic above his shoulders. The child's body was a thing of beauty. He had a slim, three inch cock and tiny, barely descended balls. Meglis turned him around and gasped as he saw the prefect fleshy orbs that formed the boys bottom. This boy would be his.

Replacing the tunic, he returned with the boy to the front of the hut. Whispering something to his clerk, the Prince waited. The clerk spoke with the farmer and relayed the Prince's offer. His Royal Highness would take the boy for one month and tutor him. In exchange, the farmer would be forgiven the taxes that he owed. The farmer looked at his son. The frightened boy was shivering at the Prince's side.

But how could the farmer refuse? In all, he had nine children. He could barely feed them. He faced the loss of his farm and a virtual life of slavery for each of them. And besides, this was a wonderful opportunity for his son to gain some education. He could certainly spare the boy for a month. Without any further hesitation, he agreed to the deal.

The Prince was ecstatic. He mounted his horse and lifted the boy into the saddle in front of him. Without waiting for the tax collector, or his soldiers, he returned to his castle. His entire party was stunned by this turn of events. But he was the Prince and could do as he wished; so they continued on their rounds.

The Prince could hardly wait to get back home. He could feel the warmth of the young boys bum, nestled against his manhood. He quickly became hard. The poor boy almost pissed himself from fear. He had no idea where he was going or why. Several times during their ride, the Prince thought about stopping in the woods to have his way with the boy. But, Meglis was somewhat paranoid about dirt. And this young lad was dirty.

Arriving at the castle, the Prince called two of his valets and gave them instructions. Once this was done, the Prince and the lad headed straight for Meglis' quarters. After a few minutes, there was a knock on the door. The two valets entered carrying a tub of steaming water. They placed it on the floor. The boy was quickly stripped of his filthy tunic. Before getting into the tub, the boy was taken to an alcove where a chamber pot sat on the floor. The boy was instructed to shit and piss. He did so reluctantly, although, he was used to an audience in the small hut he called home. Then the valets led him to the tub and proceeded to wash his smooth hairless body thoroughly while Meglis guided their every move.

Once the boy was clean, he was dried off and a small white night shirt placed over his body. Once this was complete, the valets departed taking the tub and the boys dirty tunic.

Meglis led the quaking boy to his bed and, removing the upper bedclothes, he laid him on the white sheet. The boy lay there watching this strange man. Slowly, Meglis removed his own clothing. By the time he was done, he had a full erection.

The boy had never seen a man in full sexual arousal before. He had no idea what was about to happen to him. And if he had, he would have tried to run away.

Meglis climbed onto the bed. He did not speak to the boy. There was no need. The boy was merely an object that would satisfy his needs. Positioning himself at the boys feet, Meglis began to raise the boys night shirt. As the smooth white body was revealed to him, his cock began to drool. The boy closed his eyes and waited for, he knew not what. The boys cock and balls came into view and Meglis was fascinated by their shape and size.

Now Meglis possessed a number of peculiarities in his sexual desires. As mentioned, he hated any other cum besides his own. He rarely ever touched a boys body - especially his penis, balls or ass. He thought they were dirty. He did, however, like to watch a boy masturbate. He took the boys small hand into his own. He wrapped the boys fingers around his small penis and showed the boy how to stroke himself.

At first the boy was reluctant. But Meglis persisted. The boy was soon hard and enjoying these new feelings. Once he was satisfied with the boys actions, he continued to strip the nightgown from the small body. Now Meglis had another sexual preference. He loved to have a boy suck his cock - but not to orgasm. The boy was expected to bring the Prince close to orgasm but not over the edge. And of course, Meglis would never consider placing the penis of another in his mouth. It was just too nasty.

As the boy stroked his four inch erection, Meglis moved up and straddled his body until the head of his cock was at the boys mouth. Meglis stuck a finger in the boys mouth, forcing it open. He then proceeded to pump his finger in and out until the boy got the idea that he was to suck on whatever entered between his lips. Satisfied that the boy was ready, Meglis removed his finger and slowly introduced his cock.

After several weak attempts and several fits of gagging, the boy had the head of Meglis' cock in his mouth and was sucking it. Meglis was in a state of euphoria as the boy sucked the salty precum out of his slit. He gradually slid forward until the boy had about four inches in his mouth. The Prince held the boys head and pumped a little deeper into the tight throat. He managed a few strokes without severely choking the boy and then pulled back quickly. It was time.

Meglis moved to the boys side. Raising the boys legs until they were above his head, Meglis affixed two cloth ropes to the boys ankles. The other ends were slipped over the bed posts. Meglis almost drooled as he eyed the boy. His bum was in full view - the ropes spreading the golden melons. His tiny pink hole was clearly open and totally inviting.

Before the boy even guessed the Prince's intent, Meglis had placed his cock head at the opening and thrust in with all his might. There was a look of shock on the boys face and then a scream ripped from his throat. The boy tried to drag himself towards the head of the bed in a desperate attempt to dislodge the object from his ass. Meglis quickly pinned him and began to fuck slowly in and out. With each stroke the boy screamed; tearsears streaming down his cheeks.

Fortunately for the boy, Meglis had another sexual quirk. As he felt that a boys ass was inately dirty, he time his entry so that he would achieve his prgasm quickly. After five strokes, he shot his load into the boys insides. And then he was done. He pulled free of the boys ass. Cum and blood ran down his cheeks onto the sheet. The boy soon managed to stop crying - at least for the moment.

Meglis had one other sexual quirk. He insisted that the mess on his cock was to be cleaned by his lover. Of course, using only his mouth. Untying the boys legs, Meglis slid off the bed. He stood at the side and pulled the boy to him. On his hands and knees, he was presented with the Prince's filthy cock. Meglis ordered him to lick and suck the mess off. The boy refused. Reaching for a wooden paddle that lay on the night stand, Meglis prepared to convince the boy that he had a job to do. Flattening the boy onto the bed with one hand, Meglis laid ten hard strokes onto the boys bare bum. The boy screamed and cried and squirmed. When his punishment was done, he was again presented with the royal staff.

Eying the paddle in Meglis' hand, the boy set about his gruesome task. He somehow managed the chore without puking. When he was done, the Prince pushed him, unceremoniously, to the other side of the bed. Meglis climbed in, covered himself and was soon snoring; his back to the softly sobbing boy.

Eventually, the boy fell asleep. In the morning, Meglis awoke and dressed. He soon left the room, leaving the boy alone. The Prince did not return until nightfall. During the day, the boy was fed and bathed by the valets, but otherwise left on his own. The day was long and boring and he was almost glad to see Meglis arrive.

The Prince repeated his actions of the night before, eventually buggering the boy and then falling asleep.

And this is how it went for almost a month. The boy soon came to accept his sexual role, and possibly even to like it. And that was his undoing. After three weeks of mind numbing boredom, the young lad offered himself to the two valets. They quickly used the opportunity to fuck the young lad. This went on for several days until Meglis somehow found out.

After one last fuck of the boys sweet bottom - and a severe paddling, Meglis sent the boy home.

Now this scene was repeated many times until one fateful day near Meglis' 23 rd. birthday. That was the day he met Cain.

Continued in Part Five - Cain's Training - A Story Within A Story