0 comments/ 5902 views/ 2 favorites His Servant Ch. 02 By: Vinsmouse Disclaimer: I don't own Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills. Warnings: Slash, Incest, BDSM, Slave Fic, OOC, Solo Rating: FRAO * Luke smiled at Daisy as she came over to their table, two beers already on the tray she carried. "Those for us?" he asked, motioning towards the mugs. Daisy flashed one of her beautiful smiles his way. "Of course sugar, got to take care of my two favorite cousins, don't I?" Luke looked at her thoughtfully, "Alright Daisy, what's wrong with your jeep?" "Now Luke can't I just want to be nice to my cousins?" "Sure ya can, but the only time you refer to us as your favorite cousins is when you want something," he replied. "So, what do ya need?" Daisy chuckled, "Alright, you caught me, I do need a little help with my jeep. I think the plugs need cleaned, but I just don't have time to take care of it. Not if I'm going to help Mary Beth get Sue Ann's baby shower set up," she explained. "Okay, do you have somewhere to go tomorrow?" "Yes Luke," Daisy replied, sounding a bit exasperated. "I have to help Mary Beth, weren't you listening?" "Can she come pick you up so me and Bo can work on your jeep?" "I doubt it, she has a lot to do herself." Luke nodded, "Alright then, I'll have Bo give you a ride to her place. Can't work on the jeep if it ain't at the house." Daisy smiled brightly and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks Luke, I knew I could count on you." Bo sat quietly, listening to his cousins so intently that he didn't notice the pretty girl headed his way. The hand landing on his shoulder made him jump. Looking up, he saw Tammy Lee Morris, a local girl just returned from a year in Atlanta. "Hey Tammy," he smiled at the beautiful blonde. Though he wasn't interested in the girl, he knew, even without Luke's order, that he needed to act normal in public. Tammy easily returned the smile. She had enjoyed her year in Atlanta, living with her aunt and attending beauty college, but she had missed the scenery in Hazzard. Since returning she had spent her free time checking out the men in town, choosing which one she would favor with her attention. "Hey Bo, I hear you're the best dancer in Hazzard," she smiled. Bo grinned, "I heard that too Tammy." "So you gonna prove it?" she asked, flashing him a challenging grin. Mentally marking down two swats, Bo nodded. "Would you like to dance Tammy?" Tammy grinned, "I'd love to Bo." Luke watched as Bo led Tammy onto the dance floor, he too making a note of the two swats Bo was to receive. He knew it wasn't exactly fair to punish Bo for doing what was necessary to prevent anybody from discovering their new relationship. However, he was aware, after reading his cousin's fantasies that it was what the younger man wanted. Luke loved Bo and though sexual thoughts towards the blond had come up over the years, he had always pushed them aside, until now. Reading those words and seeing the drawings was the most liberating thing he'd ever experienced, freeing him to explore the desire for his cousin that he had forced himself to ignore in the past. Of course, he hadn't considered this type of relationship before, but Luke was a natural leader, making it relatively easy to step into the role of master. Luke was pulled from his musings by a hand on his shoulder and soon he too was on the dance floor. After three dances, Bo and Tammy made their way back to the table. He had seen Luke dancing with Donna Jo, so he wasn't surprised to see the couple now sitting at the table. Jealousy flared to life and he forced it down, but not before Luke narrowed his eyes at him and Bo knew he'd seen it. Pulling out a chair for Tammy, he waited for her to sit down. No sooner had he sat down, but Tammy and Donna Jo were up and headed for the restroom. Luke smiled at the girls, waiting until they were out of earshot to lean across the table. "You know each dance counts, even if it's with the same girl, same with the kisses." He wasn't worried about anybody else overhearing them, if they did, they'd only assume that the Duke boys had some sort of bet going. Bo scowled, "That ain't fair," he protested. Luke raised one eyebrow, "Excuse me," he said in a warning tone. Bo swallowed hard, "Sorry," he mumbled so that only Luke could hear. Luke nodded, silently marking five extra swats for the defiance, deciding to ignore the show of jealousy for now. Still, Bo would have to learn that there was no fair or unfair in this relationship. Truthfully he wouldn't mind exploring a relationship with his cousin that didn't involve dominance and submission, but if this was what Bo wanted, then he would fulfill the fantasy to the best of his ability. In all fairness, he had to admit he was enjoying it too. There was something compelling, almost addicting, in the knowledge that Bo was giving him absolute control over him, even to the point that he could order him to fuck another man and he'd do it. "Miss me?" Tammy asked, spreading herself over Bo's lap and kissing him soundly. Bo naturally returned the kiss, wrapping his arms around the leggy blonde as she deepened the kiss. "Of course," he grinned as the kiss ended. "Want a beer darlin?" Tammy reached for the beer setting in front of Bo and handed it to him. "I'll just share your's," she told him, kissing him soundly after he had taken a sip. "It tastes so much better this way, don't ya think?" she teased. Bo smiled, "Oh yeah." He groaned as another kiss was bestowed on him and he added yet another three swats, bringing the total to twelve. "Damn girl, you don't know what you're doing to me." Tammy rubbed her bottom against his lap, "We could do something about that," she suggested in a sultry voice. Bo leaned forward nuzzling her neck, hiding from her the desperate look he shot Luke's way. Luke nearly laughed at the look on Bo's face. He couldn't help enjoying the irony of his cousin's reaction to the beautiful blonde in his lap. Only yesterday he would have been out the door, Tammy right behind him, before Luke had a chance to blink. "Come on Bo, we need to get home and take care of the evening chores," he said, getting to his feet. "Aw Luke, can't you take care of it yourself?" Bo begged, knowing it would look odd to anybody who knew him if he didn't try to get out of it. "I could," Luke admitted, "but I'm not going to. Now come on," Luke ordered in his typical way. Bo sighed, "Sorry Tammy, maybe some other time," he apologized. Gently moving the girl off his lap, he stood up and followed Luke out of the bar. Luke didn't say a word, simply climbed into the General and waited for Bo to get behind the wheel. He started a silent countdown, knowing Bo would never make it all the way home without saying something. ...five, four, three, two, one and there it was. "I'm sorry master," Bo quietly spoke. Luke smiled, "What exactly are you apologizing for pet?" "For whining about your rules master." Luke's smile grew, "I'm glad you understand what you did wrong." He couldn't miss the smile that grew on Bo's face at the praise. "Of course, you'll still need to be punished for your defiance. I think an extra five swats will do this time, how many does that make pet?" Bo sighed, but he didn't dare protest, "Seventeen master." Luke nodded, "I'm glad to see you kept an accurate count. I would have hated to punish you for failing. When we get home I want you to go in the house, strip and bend over the back of the couch. We'll take care of the evening chores after you receive your punishment." "Yes master," Bo sighed. He knew Luke was aware that receiving the punishment first would make his chores more uncomfortable to perform, he suspected that was the reason for it. A few minutes later they pulled into the drive, Bo parking the car in its usual spot. Climbing out he headed inside. It didn't take him long to carry out his orders, giving him nothing to do but wait. Luke took his time getting out of the General. He wanted to give Bo time to get undressed and in position before he went inside. He knew that the anticipation of the punishment would increase the sting as muscles involuntarily tensed during the wait. Walking inside, he went first to the kitchen, pouring himself a glass of water. Moving to the doorway, he leaned against the frame, watching Bo. Bo twitched, becoming more nervous the longer Luke watched him. In spite of himself a small whimper escaped his lips. "Please master," he whispered. "Please what pet?" Luke smirked. "Please punish me and get it over with master." Luke wasn't surprised, even when they were kids the waiting had always been the worst part of any punishment for Bo. "Are you sure you want me to punish you?" "Yes master." Luke smirked, moving over to the couch and stepping behind it. Rubbing his hand over Bo's ass, he grinned at the twitch from the blonde. "Count them pet," he ordered just as his hand came down on the left cheek, leaving a red imprint. "One master," Bo yelped, just barely getting the words out before a second swat landed on the opposite cheek. "Two master," and so it went, the swats falling in a steady rhythm that made his cock throb with an aching need. With a sigh of relief, Bo finally breathed out the final number, "Seventeen master." "You did very well pet," Luke praised, his hand rubbing over the reddened skin, soothing the sting. "Straighten up pet," he softly ordered. He smiled at the blush that grew on Bo's face, until the skin there matched the skin on his ass in color. "Are you embarrassed pet?" Bo nodded, wishing he could hide his hard cock from Luke. "I shouldn't react like this to a spanking master." "Of course you should," Luke argued. "A true submissive would enjoy such a light punishment." "Light?" Bo yelped. "Are you saying it wasn't light pet?" Luke challenged him. Bo immediately shook his head, denying the charge. "No master, I was just surprised. Um, master, can I ask a question?" "What is it pet?" Bo hesitated, he wasn't sure he wanted to know the answer. "What do you call a harsh punishment master?" Luke reached out, running his hand over Bo's cheek in a soft caress. "One that makes you cry and/or scream pet, anything else is a light correction." "Yes master." "Would you like to do something about that pet?" Luke asked, nodding towards Bo's hard cock. "Please master," Bo replied in a relieved tone. He'd been afraid that Luke would refuse him again. "You may jerk yourself off pet, if you're willing to lick the cum from your fingers and belly afterwards." "Thank you master," came Bo's sincere response. It wasn't the first time he'd tasted his own cum. Until Luke had agreed to be his dominant, fulfilling the fantasy he'd had for a few years now, eating his own cum had been the only part of his fantasy he could truly experience. "Go to the bathroom and get the vaseline and then go lie on your bed," Luke ordered the younger man. Luke smiled, amused by how quickly Bo left the room to comply with the order. Counting to five, he followed the blonde. He wasn't surprised to find him already on his bed, his proud cock waving in the air and the jar of vaseline sitting on the nightstand. "Coat your fingers pet, fuck yourself while you're jacking off." "Yes master," Bo obeyed with a wide grin. Applying a thick coating of grease to the first two fingers of his left hand, Bo spread his long legs, pushing first one and then the other into his body. Moaning loudly, he began to stroke his cock, matching the rhythm to that of the fingers in his ass. "Tell me what you're feeling pet," Luke ordered, his voice thick with desire. Bo nodded, licking his lips. "It's so good master, it feels like the most right thing I've ever done master. I just wish it was more. I wish it was your cock inside me, so thick and long, pounding into me just like my fingers are now master. I can feel the pleasure building master, making my body beg for more, harder, faster, god yes," Bo cried out, matching actions to words. "Please master, please let me cum master," he begged, the need quickly becoming too strong. Luke watched, listening to Bo beg as he fisted his own hard cock, holding out on giving permission until he knew that the blonde was too far gone to hold back. "Cum for me pet," he groaned, his own cock hard and aching for release. Stepping closer to the bed, he sped up his strokes, cumming almost in the same moment as Bo, spilling his seed across the younger man's stomach. Bo's whole body tensed, his back arching as his toes dug into the sheets. Moans of pleasure filled the room as he shot his load onto his stomach, his cum mixing with Luke's. His muscles trembling, he dropped back onto the bed, staring up at Luke with a goofy smile on his face. "Thank you master," he sighed. "Can I clean your cock master?" he asked, unconsciously licking his lips as his stare shifted to Luke's softening cock. "Not this time pet, but you do have a mess to clean up," Luke smiled, glancing at his stomach. Bo smiled, "Yes master." Bringing his hand to his mouth, he began to lick his cum from his fingers. Luke watched, enjoying the sight of Bo eating his own cum. It wasn't the fact that he was tasting himself as much as the fact that he so easily obeyed the orders Luke gave him. "Tomorrow, after chores and fixing Daisy's jeep, we'll go to Atlanta and get some toys. Whenever we are in the store, you will refer to me as master and keep your eyes down as a sign of respect for me and the other dominants in the building." "Yes master," Bo nodded. Scooping the last drop of cum from his belly, he licked it from his fingers. "Thank you master." "You're welcome pet," Luke smiled. "Get dressed now, we have chores to take care of. After chores, I want you to fix supper for us while I shower." "Yes master." Getting up, Bo pulled out some clothes better suited to work and got dressed. Luke changed at the same time, "Don't take too long pet, we have a lot to do tomorrow." Without another word, Luke left the room. Bo smiled, following Luke outside and to the barn. Whistling happily, he got to work on the chores. His mind wasn't in Hazzard, however, it had already traveled to the next day and the things they would buy in Atlanta. He could hardly wait. TBC Hope y'all liked it. Please feed the muse with reviews. His Servant Ch. 03 Disclaimer: I don't own Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills. Warnings: Slash, Incest, BDSM, Angst Rating: FRAO * Luke hid a smile, he could almost hear the frustrated words Bo was undoubtedly thinking. Ignoring the younger man, he focused on Daisy's jeep. Bo blew a breath of air between nearly closed lips. He didn't understand why Luke was working so slowly. They should have been done with this and on their way to Atlanta an hour ago. Didn't Luke want...his eyes snapped to where Luke stood, bent over the hood of the jeep. His mouth opened, but no words would come. What had he done? Oh Lord, what had he.... A choked, strangled cry jerked his attention away from the jeep, just in time to watch Bo running for the barn. Luke frowned. He knew his slowness had been frustrating Bo, but he hadn't thought it was that bad. Good thing he was done, he grinned. Wiping his hands, he tossed the rag aside and followed the blond into the barn. He didn't need to call out, he knew exactly where he would find his cousin. Moving down the center of the building, he pulled open the door to the corn crib. "Something you want to talk about pet?" he asked, his tone as neutral as his expression. The look of despair on Bo's handsome face drove all thoughts of teasing the younger man from his mind. Without a thought, he climbed into the corn crib, crouching next to his cousin. "Bo? What is it? What's wrong?" "I'm sorry Luke," came the whispered reply. He was sure the confusion he felt must be written on his face. "Sorry? What do you have to be sorry for Bo?" he gently asked. The younger man just stared at him until Luke was sure he would have to repeat the question. "You don't have to keep being my.... Thank you for trying, but you don't have to keep pretending." Luke blinked, "What makes you think I'm pretending?" "You're putting off going to Atlanta." It was Luke's turn to stare as he wondered what Bo was talking about. Like a coin in a slot, the pieces fell into place. "I wasn't putting it off, I was teasing you." "Teasing?" He nodded, giving the blond an affectionate smile. "I knew you were anxious to get to Atlanta, that's why I was working so slow. You've always hated waiting..." "So you still want to be with me?" Bo hated how small and timid he sounded, but he couldn't seem to help himself. Luke smiled, giving the blond a one-armed hug, "Yes Bo." He giggled, the feeling of relief that flooded him leaving him giddy. "Thank you Luke...Master," he shyly added. "I'm sorry Master." Luke sighed in fond exasperation, "What are you sorry for now pet?" "I shouldn't have doubted you Master." "No you shouldn't have pet, but I'll forgive you this time." Bo smiled, "Thank you master." "Now," Luke said, crab crawling to the door and out, "I'm done so while I get cleaned up, you put the tools away." "Yes Master," Bo nodded, following him out of the corn crib. Luke watched him for a moment, surprised at the feeling of pride that washed over him as Bo obeyed him without question. "Come in and clean up when you're done," he threw over his shoulder. He didn't wait to acknowledge Bo's reply, confident that the blond would do as he was told. He almost laughed, a few days ago he wouldn't have been nearly as sure. Of course a few days ago he wouldn't have expected to have Bo as his own personal slave. Odd how a man's life could change so quickly. A short time later, they were leaving the farm, Luke driving Daisy's jeep, with Bo following in the General. They dropped the jeep off at Mary Beth's for their cousin, before heading for the Hazzard bank. A small transaction later and Luke was back in the General, money in hand. Once again, he was grateful for their uncle's insistence that they keep a bit of the money, from each race they won, for themselves. Though if the older man knew what use he'd be putting those funds to, he might not be so insistent next time. Luke looked at the storefront, it didn't look like much. "You sure this is it pet?" "Yes Master," Bo smiled. "They don't want normal folks to notice it," he passed on the explanation he'd been given. Luke nodded, that made sense. "You remember what I told you pet," he said as he climbed out of the General. From the corner of his eye he saw Bo nod. Turning away, he led the way into the small building. "What items were on the list pet?" "A cock cage, a whip, a cock ring and butt plug Master," Bo dutifully replied. "Thank you pet," Luke naturally responded. "Do you know where to find the items pet?" "Yes Master, this way," he replied. Turning towards a side wall, he led Luke to the area he would find the items he wanted. Luke stepped forward, glancing over the various toys on the wall. Schooling his features, he fought to keep the blush from his face. It wasn't as if he had never heard of these things, had even, thanks to his friend, seen some, but he'd never been in a public place while looking at sex toys. "I will allow you to choose your own cock ring and cage pet," he decided after a moment. That made the most sense, after all, who would know better what size to get than the man who would be wearing them? "I will find you a plug and a whip." "Yes Master," Bo nodded, keeping his eyes submissively on the floor. He too was fighting to keep the blush from his face, though not with the same success as Luke. He didn't suppose that really mattered, nobody would think it odd for a slave to be blushing. Which was good, considering that every time he looked at the toys on the wall, or caught a dominant looking him over, his face turned beet red. "You are a beautiful man." Bo turned, for a moment forgetting his instructions, he looked the man, who equaled him in height, in the eye. Quickly dropping his eyes to the floor, he mumbled his thanks. He wasn't sure if he should even be talking to the man; he didn't want to encourage him, but he'd been raised to be polite. "Do you have a master, or mistress?" "Yes he does," Luke answered for him, a frown on his face. "I should have known," the tall red-head smiled. "You're a lucky man," his deep voice rumbled, unknowingly sending shivers down Bo's spine. Luke returned the smile, he couldn't deny the man was right, nor argue with his taste. "Yes I am," he agreed. "Would you consider sharing?" Luke bit down on the answer that instinctively rose to his lips. He could see the effect this stranger was having on Bo, or at least the effect of his voice. It was that, which drove him to actually consider the question. "Perhaps, if I knew the person I was going to share him with." The red-head chuckled, his hazel eyes twinkling with mirth. "Of course. I should have introduced myself. I'm Sam," he said, holding out his hand to the slightly shorter brunette. "Luke," he took the hand, shaking it firmly. "Can I ask how you knew Bo was a submissive?" "He dropped his eyes to the floor when he spoke to me." Luke shook his head, "No, you knew before you approached him." Sam raised an eyebrow, "Are you so sure of that?" Luke smiled, he might not have been staring around the place, but he'd been a Marine and he knew how to watch without being obvious. "Very," the simple, one word reply speaking volumes. Sam inclined his head, acknowledging the truth of what Luke had said. "It isn't something that most people would pick up on, however anybody who is a true dominant would have recognized his submissive nature." "I see," Luke mumbled. "How do I reach you, if I decide I want to share?" he asked after a moment's consideration. "You can reach me here." "Here?" Luke asked, not bothering to hide his surprise. Bo kept his eyes down, but he was as surprised as Luke. True he could count on one hand the number of times he'd been here, but if this was where Sam could be reached he wondered why he hadn't seen him before. Sam smiled, "I own the place." Luke scowled, "So you saw us come in?" Though phrased as a question, the accusation hung heavy in the air. "No Luke, I was in the back until just before I approached your submissive." Sam made sure to emphasize the word your, he wanted the younger man to know he wasn't attempting to steal what belonged to him. "Sorry about that, guess I'm a little possessive," he apologized. "Or protective," Sam countered, an understanding smile gracing his face. "That too," Luke smirked. "If you'll excuse me, I have some more shopping to do." He waited for Sam to leave them alone. "Are you okay Bo?" Bo nodded, "He was just talking to me Master." He turned back to the display, quickly selecting a cage and a ring. "Are you really going to share me with him Master?" Luke raised an eyebrow, he wasn't sure how he felt about the idea himself but he couldn't help wondering how Bo would react to the idea. "I might, I haven't decided yet...is that going to be a problem pet?" "No Master," Bo quickly replied. "I agreed to do whatever you say Master, I haven't changed my mind." Luke nodded, "No reason to make a decision today. Come on pet, let's see what else we can find." By the time they left the store, he had added nipple clamps, a vibrator and some specialty lube to the original list. His best buy, in his opinion, however, wasn't a toy but a book; The Joys of Gay Sex. He knew, on some instinctive level, that Bo would never complain about any pain he caused him; it was a power that scared him to some extent. Luke didn't mind inflicting pain on Bo if he disobeyed a rule, or in the pursuit of bringing his cousin pleasure; but he never wanted the sex itself to hurt, or no more than it had to. He might never have been with a man before, but Luke was far from stupid and he was sure that the first time he took Bo it would be uncomfortable for the blond, at the very least. With that in mind, he had snatched up the book when he saw it, one of only two copies left on the shelf. Sam raised an eyebrow when he saw the items Luke had selected. "That's a very good book, it can be quite informative and helpful." "I'm sure it can be," Luke responded in his usual non-committal way. He was glad that the older man wasn't looking down on him. When he'd seen that Sam would be the one to check them out, he'd almost put the book back, embarrassed to be seen as a novice. What if the other man decided that Luke's own inexperience meant he could move in on Bo? He wasn't really worried that Bo would leave him for Sam, he didn't think he was anyway, but that didn't mean he wanted to deal with the competition. Somehow, the red-head must have picked up on something of Luke's thoughts, if his next words were anything to go by. "Everybody was new once," he smiled. "I think it's commendable that you're not letting any embarrassment you may feel interfere with the desire to take good care of your submissive. You'd be surprised how many dominants never consider something that should be a natural desire." Luke looked up then, shock clearly written on his face. It had never occurred to him not to take care of Bo, even when he had been punishing him he had been careful not to overdo it. Of course, he'd been looking out for his cousin most of his life, in one way or another. "Thanks Sam," he smiled sincerely. "I'll see you around, come on pet." "I look forward to it." Sam wore a grin the size of Texas as he watched the two younger men walk out of his store and climb into an old orange Charger. Though he owned an adult store and was a dominant by nature, he had never been into swinging, much preferring a relationship to a succession of one-night stands. He hadn't lived like a monk, of course, but the two young men, one dominant and one submissive, were the first in a long time to make him consider more than just a night of pleasure. As he went about his work, he found his mind wandering repeatedly to the two men and he fervently hoped that Luke would call him. Luke said nothing until they were well out of Atlanta, using the time to think over the day. "How do you feel, truthfully, about the idea of being shared pet?" He hoped that the unexpectedness of the question would cause Bo to answer honestly, before he had time to really think about it. He had to be sure that the answer he'd given in the store wasn't just meant to save his master embarrassment. "I like the idea Master...if you mean with Sam," he added, almost as an afterthought. "So you wouldn't want to be shared with just anybody?" Bo blushed, having no idea how much he was turning Luke on with his shyness. "If you want to share me Master, I won't object." "But you like Sam?" Luke persisted. Bo shrugged, "I like the way he looks Master and he seems nice, but I don't know him, not really." Luke nodded, "It's something to consider, but not yet. I'm not willing to share you until I've had the chance to claim you fully." Reaching over, he gave Bo's leg a gentle squeeze. "I think we need to fix up one of the old still sites before Jesse gets home. Don't want him finding out about us, I doubt he'd take it very well," he smirked. Bo chuckled, "No Master, he probably wouldn't. There's a cabin at the swamp site and ain't nobody likely to stumble across it." "That's true, it's a bit far from the house though," Luke mused. "Oh well, it'll just give you more time to anticipate what's to come," he teased. "Yes Master," Bo shivered. He hadn't thought of that, but he knew from his experience with women that anticipation wasn't always a bad thing. "Do you want me to start working on it tomorrow Master?" "Yes pet," Luke replied. "It'll be a good activity for you while the plugs I bought stretch you for me. By the time you finish you should be more than ready for my cock," he smirked. "I'll see what I can find for furniture and get it out there while you're working. For now, though, take us home pet." TBC Hope y'all enjoyed this, please review and let me know. As for Sam...should I turn this into a threesome, an one-time sharing or keep Sam out of it?