Decius will come for me, but I will have to wait, now he is crying, his once tan features pale and sickly.

I feel a small amount of triumph in my moment of despair, but the feeling is fleeting. This room brings horrible things to my mind, I want to cry, but my tears have all been used.

I can feel the pain flowing through my veins that thousands before me have felt. This breaks my heart.

XXX

Decius’ quickly composes himself, it has been more than ten minuets and he had yet to return to his angel’s side.

The feeling of guilt is suppressed, now it is replaced with a feeling of comfort, no one can take away his angel now, the brand of the royal family is upon his breast.

It is with that feeling encompassed in his mind that he returns to his angel, an angel that he will never let go of.

XXX

He’s coming for me, and yet I don’t move from where I sit with a rag draped over my shoulders.

The sight before me does not give me relief from my thoughts that seem even now fruitless, the screams have returned and along with it the smell of cooked meat.

My mind is numb, I don’t want to think, I don’t want to see, and I don’t want to feel like the thrown out trash that I am.

I can see my lions, even as I try to force the vision from my head, I can see the blood staining all the walls and the ground, I can see the small pieces of what used to be a brain drop from the ceiling onto the ground with a disgusting noise.

I want to hurl.

I have betrayed even my lions, and now I have to accept the fact that they were right.

XXX

Decius see his angel, he looks to be in a trace that numbs his heart a little more, Decius wants to reach out to him and comfort his troubled soul. But his angel’s empty gaze stops the prince, his gaze seemed to travel right through Decius.

“Get up boy,” the mans once smooth baritone voice is now calloused, neither he nor his angel say anything.

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I get up, I know that I should, and without wondering where we are going I follow him, and soon enough a picture comes to me of his rooms, made in rich colors of gold and maroon.

The rag falls from my shoulder revealing the burn that will forever mar this body. Decius looks at the mark briefly before snubbing his nose into the air.

I cringe, I can almost see his thoughts, he balms me for making him weak of heart, the seed has been planted, and tomorrow will only bring pain.

We walk out of the dark halls that will forever haunt my dreams, and move to streets of Rome.

Three guards who had been waiting at the mouth of the dark hallway join us now, making a protective circle around Decius and me.

It was only then that I saw the other one.

A man that looks similar to Decius was coming our way, around him was twice the men that surrounded us.

This man however, had a more trusting face than that of Decius, his jaw square and his eyes less beady.

And just as I saw the man, I saw the conflict to come.

I want to tell this to Decius, but he is too far lost in his own thoughts and we are to close to the upcoming crowd to disappear without a trace.

XXX

Decius walks through the crowd; his heart and soul soar with the knowledge of his new conquest. Yes, his angel, his beautiful angel was his.

The commoners fell to the edges of the street, cowering before the all mighty prince of Rome and Decius relished in the feeling of utter adoration.

XXX

Only a few seconds now before the king will come before us, the crowd on either side of us have already started to part for his royal highness.

Decius doesn’t even notice, I laugh at him in my head, but only for a moment because I know that his mistake will be taken out on me.

“Ahhh Decius,” the King made his appearance.

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The prince jerks his head to the offending noise of his brother, and fights to keep a sneer from his lips.

Without a second thought, the man moves in front of his angel, shielding him from the one person who could bring harm to him.

“Dear brother, what a pleasure it is to meet in such a manner,” Decius speaks but it is too late, his brother had seen his angel.

“Ay, to that I must agree,” the king spoke with a false sense of sincerity, “and what, may I ask do we have here.”

Decius glared; he didn’t even hide this from the king.

“This,” the black-haired prince stepped to the side revealing his newly acquired angel, “is a slave I have purchased.”

XXX

Decius steps aside and I know I must bow or threaten to offend the king; this however, will not go well with Decius.

The moment to carefully consider my options is gone; the king is a powerful ally, I fall to my knees and press my lips to the ground in a sign of respect.

Decius sneers, I see this, but I still do not get up, I wouldn’t dare at this point, the damage is done.

“You may rise,” the king, said in a soft voice as he stepped closer to me, he was admiring my beauty another curse the Gods had afforded me.

I slowly rose, my eyes on the ground, I see a searing whip tearing through my flesh tonight, but I still manage to show respect.

“My, what a beautiful boy,” the king appraised, like so many had done before, I cringed, the whip disappears and now all I can see is pain.

XXX

Decius growls but does not say anything, the King had an awesome power that could take away his angel for his own perverted idea’s. The prince made sure not to step over his bonds.

But already inside he blamed his angel, his angel the seducer of kings, a temptress disguised as a boy slave. He would punish him tonight and teach him the ways of Rome.

The burning rage inside of him still did not settle, his brother was now touching his angel. Something inside of him snapped.

“Something so filthy as a slave is surely not worth the appraisal of a king, dear brother, do not lower your standards as to consider a cur bought from the pins of the Coliseum.”

The king retracted his hand, “wise brother, thank you for your thoughts, and take heed to your advise I will, but now I regret that we should conclude our meeting,” with that the king and his company left.

XXX

We are walking again, I follow obediently behind Decius, I just keep me eyes affixed to the ground and before I knew it we had arrived.

Decius walks up the marble stairs, signaling for me to follow and his guards to leave. I know this is an ominous sign, but there is nothing I can do about it.

XXX

Decius stops in front of his rooms, before looking back at this tainted angel, yes that’s right, tainted by his cur of a brother.

Without a single thought Decius roughly grabs the arm of his beloved and shoves him past the door that was now open, leading to the prince’s rooms.

Decius makes sure to not look into the eyes of his angel, because he is sure that if he did, he would loose all of his resolve to the face that made his heart weak with obsession.

For now, the prince leads his lion tamer towards the closet, his angel could stay there for now while he acquired the tools that would make his angel love him and only him. If it were the last thing he did, Decius would beat every thought of his brother out of his angle.

XXX

I’m afraid, and all I can do is curl into a pathetic ball in the corner of princes massive closet. Pathetic, I can hear the word echoing in my head, that’s all I am, pathetic, all I have to do is let go and this will all be over, all I had to do was accept death and all the pain that came with it and I would not have to be here. I would be in the heavens up above, frolicking among the clouds.

But now, I have broken the rules, I saw what was going to happen and I changed everything, I ran away from what reality was supposed to be, what would happen to me now after death took me, only the twisted minds of the gods knew.

I trembled with fear, right now Decius was coming, in his hand was a leather whip and a jar of salt. I wanted to scream, the pain would be too much, I clutched my head whishing to see something less painful. To my horror I was only graced with the vision to Decius’ smile as my blood flowed from the wounds on my back.

The door is opening now, I can see the light spilling into the closet, Decius doesn’t see me at first, but when he does, he doesn’t waste any time gabbing hold of me.

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Decius grabs his angel by the arm with a painful grip that he hoped would leave a bruise. He jerked his slayer of gladiators to his feet and dragged him across the room where he bound his angel’s hands with a course rope and strung it to the metal attachment on the wall that was normally used for the torches that light the room at night.

Decius relished in the look of horror that his angel held on his face, before he made him turn towards the wall.

It was now that he gathered the whip that he had fetched and started unraveling the long length of it. Decius drew out this process so he could relish in his angel’s fear.

The prince took in the sight of his angel’s flawless tanned back and burned the vision into his memory, before raising his arm and letting the whip loose with a violent crack that resonated through out the room followed instantly by the scream of his angel. Decius relished in this sound and brought the whip down harder the next time and the next and the next until there was a symphony of screams.

It was only when Decius could no longer lift his arm that he stopped, the vision before him, brought a smile to his face, his angle finally looked human, it was with this thought that Decius noticed that he had an erection.

With a smile Decius walked slowly to his angel, he looked so sad there all by himself, strung up by his wrists.

XXX

Decius untied my wrists, they were raw from my struggles, they hurt, but the raw feeling of the blisters on my wrists was nothing compared the whiplashes on my back. He’s leading me to his bed now, he’s going to humiliate me more, I wish I had the strength to fight back before the worst happened, but the fear of the consequences stifled my thoughts of rebelling. He forces me down, I struggle weakly, he straddles my waist now and I know that more pain is coming.

XXX

Decius grins wickedly as he opens the jar of salt and sprinkles it onto his angel’s back, only to once again receive the music to his screams, the sound made Decius’ erection throb, and he knew that he had to have his slave.

He lifted his enough to be able to grab his angel’s pants and jerk them down. Decius didn’t even spend time to admire his angels’ buttocks. No, he had to inside of him. Without preparation, Decius thrust his length into his slave and relished in the screams that graced his ears and the tightness that surrounded his cock.

XXX

I feel Decius pound into me like I am a slab of meat whose only purpose is to satisfy his needs. I scream, he’s putting more salt on my back, tears leak from my eyes in endless streams. I have lost track of time, but I can feel my orgasm coming, it could not have been more than thirty minuets since Decius mounted me, but it feels like a lifetime. I can’t hold in my seed any longer, my orgasm is only moments away, and soon after Decius will follow me, but I won’t let him live through this.

White blinds my inner eye and for a second I see my lovers’ sad face, not Decius, but the one that wrongfully sentenced me to this hell, I know that he regrets doing what he did, but that won’t be enough to atone for the pain and humiliation that has befallen me.

I feel Decius’ hot cum release inside of me as his orgasm takes him, I feel disgusted. Before I can stop myself, I ensnare his mind with my fingers, the same that I used to control my lions and I make him feel all of the pain that he has caused me, I hear him scream, but I don’t stop I make him feel the humiliation he caused me and so much more, Decius claws at his head in a pathetic attempt to stop me. I’m too far gone, vengeance is all I see, vengeance and Decius’ death. I kill him, he lets out his last breath, and I am happy. I am happy and damned.

I roll over, and curl into a pathetic ball. Too much has happened, my thoughts are to scrambled, I can’t see the future, only the past, I see Decius whipping me, I feel the pain again, I see Decius rapping me and I kill him again.

I vaguely hear a voice shouting, I don’t listen, because the pain to the branding iron to my breast is making my vision white. I feel hands grab me and I once again see Decius violating me, this time I don’t wait, I kill him before he can force himself into my body. I feel the hands go limp and I celebrate.

I finally break the cycle of the past, only to see one last vision of the future, I see a guard unsheathe his sword and thrust it through my heart. I open my eyes and I see that it’s to late. I see my death and I smile.

XXX

He’s back again, my beloved is back among the Gods again, but he has changed, oh so much he has changed, he no longer has a happy-go-lucky smile pasted to his lips, but now a look of terror filled with silent screams.

A part of me dies, the part that belonged to my lover, and I mourn for him because I fear he will never come back from the past.

XXX

Its happening again, I see my self run even though I want to stay, I want to stay now and help, my family is in danger and I can’t stop myself, I run away. My family, they see this and they won’t let me by with out being punished for my betrayal.

For my death they cry, but my lover he wants me to repent by not running away, I wish he had let me die.

They banished me, to the place where the mortals live, and cursed me with the power I have now. Stop running away they told me, they told me this and I wish I had listened.

With this curse they have given me, I am living in a circle of repeating events, where I am forever running away, I scream for me to stop but my voice is lost.

XXX

I sit by him now, cradling his trembling body in my arms. From now until eternity, I will be by his side, praying for him to return to me, so we can once again dance among the clouds with a lovers passion.