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Shen's brows arched into a severe scowl as he stood stock still. Not that he had too much choice. Heavy chains were attached to the thick bands that wound around his ankles and up his legs. A sturdy, thick leather band wrapped around his chest. Pinning his wings to his sides and compressing his chest just enough to keep him from taking deep breathes. The accursed harpies had made sure that he couldn't do much more than spit curses at them. And the chest band cut even that down to the occasional snipe at them. As soft and padded as the band was, it was supremely uncomfortable and humiliating.

Not that he would give them the satisfaction of knowing how it bothered him. Although there was a much easier measure for how much they were continuing to agitate him.

His cock hung rock hard and twitching below him. The length standing proud and firm in the light breeze that came wafting past him. Shen's eyes narrowed with the slightest of shivers as the breeze teased him. Drawing forth a healthy drop of precum as the air caressed his tapered, curved length. He let out a low huff, puffing the noise through his nares to silence it as best he could so he didn't alert his guards to his predicament.

It had been several days since his capture at the hands of the treacherous Chuntau. The bitch and her guards had made quick work of getting him away from where his men were. Not that those idiots would have been any good as it were. What sort of imbeciles let a guest leave in the middle of the night with all their belongings? Especially when the Lady, and he used that term loosely, was nowhere to be seen with her carriage? Oooh he and his guards were going to have a very lengthy discussion once he was back in his beloved home.

There only a matter of days and already hauled away in chains. Oh he was going to skin a few of his guards once he got back. Might do the same to Chuntau's guard as well. What with how they'd worked him over once they had him in a cart?

Oh don't get him wrong, he was more than capable of taking a beating when it came to that. What they had done was far more heinous. Far more vile. More cruel than anything he could have devised himself.

No sooner had the pack of witches got him secured than they began to tease him. While his proud, regal cock had wilted somewhat in the flight, the quick application of a leather band and light touches had brought it back to full force. And that's where it had been for the last several days. He was certain that the only time they let him rest was when he was allowed to sleep. Not that he had much choice of when he'd sleep either. No, these bitches were in charge of that as well. Only letting him snag the barest amounts of rest here and there and never for too long.

The only saving grace was that, as of yet, he hadn't been put on display in some grand courtroom. Perhaps he should be mildly thankful for that. Would never live down that humiliation.

Another tremor raced through his body as a breeze whispered over him. It wasn't just the teasing and near-constant state of arousal. The guards had slipped something into the meager food and drink he'd been given. It had been foolish of him to drink that water so greedily. Mere moments after being fed and watered, his heart had started to race and his member leapt to near painful hardness.

Even one of those idiot wolves would've been able to tell the meal was drugged after that. Oh who was he kidding, there were some among them that wouldn't have. Just what they'd given him was more to his interest. Especially since it kept him erect even after they took the strap off his base. "To let him rest," the lead dhole had said. Not that he'd gotten even the barest semblance of rest. His entire body quaked with whatever had been added to his food. Humming with wild energy that had nowhere to do.

It had faded after some hours. Leaving him feeling even more weary once the drug-fueled energy drained out of him. He'd tried to rest, but couldn't do much more than slouch. A chain hung from the back of the chest band, feeding up behind him and keeping him upright. They'd added that in when he'd tried crouching and rubbing his cock against his belly to get some form of release. It made things marginally worse, especially when they decided to pull on the chain to lift him higher. He'd let that go for a short time before resorting to rubbing his thighs together. That was when they'd adjusted the restraints on his legs. Adding a wooden pole between his ankles to keep his legs nicely spread.

By the heavens curse these women! He was Lord fucking Shen! If his mind were not so addled by their constant work then he would have little trouble escaping them. Why, if they hadn't caught him in such a compromising situation, he would have never been captured! He would have sworn off sex, except he was busy fantasizing to himself about just what he would do to each of them. How Chuntau would end up with his clutch. How he'd hand the dholes off to his guards. After he punished them, of course.

Both of them, not just the... never mind.

It was hard to think. The guards had shown up a... it was hard to think. Had I been an hour? Longer? Shorter? Didn't matter! They'd shown up again and tried to get him to drink something. A broth by the smell of it. He'd refused, but the brutes hadn't taken his refusal as an answer. While one held his head, the other poured the concoction down his throat. He'd managed to spit some back up, but they'd eventually got enough down his gullet. It did a reasonable enough job of filling him again, but damn them! His body began to hum with that wild energy that coursed through every fiber of his being. Especially his poor scepter.

While pondering the two-hundred and forty-seventh method of punishment, the sound of nails clicking on wooden floors reached his ears. He'd been slouching as best he could, letting the chain on his back keep him upright despite how it pulled on his breastbone. It meant that he could barely breathe, but at least he was able to let his legs rest some. The sound of those steps saw that he was straightening upright. Not in a rush. No, quick movements would set the chains to rattling and he didn't want them to know that he was trying to move. Slow, sure movements made the chains hiss ever so lightly off each other. Shen straightened as best he could and stood as tall and proud as he could manage mere seconds before Chuntau rounded the corner with a contingent of guards and several maids. The maids fanned out, depositing covered trays before leaving.

He took a little pleasure in how her eyes met his, danced down to his presented cock, then away quickly. It wasn't much of a victory but it was something. He allowed the smile to cross his features as he rolled his head in a mock bow. "My dear Lady!" he managed to croak out. Clearing his throat before continuing. "MY apologies for that. I haven't had the chance to ask your servants for a proper drink. My throat is a little dry." Wings rolled slowly, making the leather band creak. "And most unusual guest quarters you have." He held his gaze on her as he purposefully shifted to make the chains rattle louder. "I can't say I'm overly familiar with this design of bed. Perhaps I will outfit my castle with some for your next visit." Head dropped as severe eyebrows arched into an expression that screamed his anger at her. "Hopefully it will be a nice, long visit my Lady." Shen's composure was cracking. He let the anger slip through into his words. Not that he cared if she heard. Let her get a taste of how he felt.

If his tone bothered her, Chuntau didn't let it show in the slightest. The peahen flicked a fan out of her sleeve and began to fan herself. "Charming as ever, Shen."

"Lord Shen, and don't you forget it."

Her feathers mantled ever so slightly before smoothing flat again. "Shen," came the start, digging at his pride, "I am more than ready to release you." She paused for a moment to weigh his reaction. Shen did his best to keep it neutral and vaguely disinterested, but he knew it was failing. Days on short sleep and keeping him at edge was showing. "Once you sign the treaty, that is."

Beak clapped, "Treaty? Treaty..." he trailed off for a moment as he thought before laughing. "Oh, yes! A treaty. We were discussing in back in my home before all this," another rattle of the chains, "unpleasant business started." Head angled with a smile as he locked eyes at her. "As I recall, we were about to seal the deal when your guards burst in." He turned his attention to the lead vixen. "Regardless of what you might have thought, I was merely taking her cherry. Only moderately painful at first, I assure you. Why if you lot hadn't interrupted, I would have had her screaming my name to the heavens!" As he spoke his back arched more, revealing more and more of his cock. Raging red flesh standing proudly against the pristine white feathers of his belly. He could see Chuntau avert her gaze further, but the lead of her guard kept his eyes with smoldering anger. He smirked and rolled his head with a laugh, "Of course you'd know that if you had ever found a male willing to put up with your truculent nature."

The dhole started forward with a snarl, but Chuntau called the guard back with a sharp, "Jade!" A growl came from the guardian as she backed up to her lady's side.

"That's a good bitch, you've trained her well. Tell me, does she know any other tricks yet?"

Another growl was silenced by a gentle touch. "Jade, take the guards and leave us alone for a moment."

Ears stood tall, "Milady! I can't leave you with the prisoner."

Chuntau silenced with a gesture before glancing towards Shen with the slightest of smiles, "Prisoner?Didn't you hear? He's our guest, Jade. Besides," averting her eyes from his stare she looked over his bonds. "I am certain that he won't be able to harm me."

Shen watched the exchange. Clever, if Jade protesting she would be admitting her weakness to the lady. He knew his wolves would rather chew their leg off than admit some wrong doing. Which did get to be rather tiresome if he was trying to get a straight answer from them. He watched as the dhole grumbled for a second before turning and motioning the guards out. "We will be just outside the door should you need us, Lady Chuntau."

"I would expect no less."

The peahen waited until the sound of nails on floor had retreated around the corner before she started towards one of the trays. He watched as she lifted the cover to reveal a steaming bowl of something with herbs in it and a neatly folded stack of clothes. Soup? No, the scent was too neutral for that. He watched as Chuntau dipped one of the cloths in the water. "My apologies for Jade. She is fiercely loyal and very protective. She does not take too kindly to insults, or to leaving me alone in the hands of someone who has hurt me."

"Hurt you?" came the chuff. "Need I remind you that you offered yourself freely to me?"

Scooping up the bowl, Chuntau strode towards him. "You think that hurt?" She laughed as she knelt beside him, setting the bowl down before wringing the cloth out. "It was physically painful, but nothing compared to seeing what had become of my friend." Leaning in, she began to run the cloth up and down his leg, cleaning his feet.

"Successful? Triumphant? My dear, if something as simple as someone ruling his kingdom disturbs you then perhaps you should rethink your position in life, hmm?"

The cloth, so warm and soft trailed up to slide over the underside of his cock. It only kissed his raging manhood before sliding back down. Even that little brush had been enough to make his hips jump. "You don't get it. Doubt you ever will in the state you are in." Chuntau could feel tears gathering in her eyes and bit them back. A part of her had hoped that there was something in Shen that she could save. She knew plenty of ways to break down anyone given some time. And with males, well there was always the simplest way to garner their attention. She worked around his other foot, cleaning it and his leg. The water was so warm, the herbs making his bare feet tingle oh so wonderfully. Shen crooned softly and flexed his bound feet slowly.

Chuntau dipped the cloth in the water and wrung it out carefully before standing in front of him. The cloth whispered over his face and down his neck, cleaning the broth that had been spilled. "I speak of a new treaty. Not the one that we had discussed those four days ago." Shen pulled back and looked at her in surprise. Four days? She'd been keeping him bound and up for four days?!

Before he could snap something, her fingers wound around his beak and held it closed. Her grip was hard as iron, silencing him even as she tended to the mess he'd made of his own feathers. "I want you to leave my people alone. Not just mine, but all people. I want your army to be disbanded. Your weapons to be melted down. You can keep your kingdom and your title. I will even speak with the council on your behalf. If I give my pledge that you shall behave, surely they'll allow you that much." Fingers slid off his beak and down his neck, feeling for any areas for her to clean.

He sneered, "You'll forgive me for being brash, Lady, but it sounds like I'm getting the short end of the stick here." Venom dripped off every word as he spoke it. "It is only a matter of time before my army marches up to the gates and comes to rescue me."

Beak brushed against his cheek ever so lightly, "And why would they do that? A message was sent, bearing your mark, saying that you couldn't wait till morning. So you left for home with me to finalize our treaty and marriage." Even suggesting marriage to him made bile rise in her throat. Chuntau swallowed it down and distracted herself with cleaning him further. "Of course when you return home, you will say that the wedding has fallen through. You can tell your men that you found me inadequate or whatever you wish. So long as you hold up your end of the treaty, I do not care. Perhaps you wish to find a female as beautiful as you are." She laughed, "Although the only person that could stand you would be a mirror. Although I can't help but imagine that even your reflection would tire of you before too long."

Shen growled. Marriage arrangements! Of course the wolves knew little of that, but they knew how he was on ceremony and grand display. It had taken him months of planning before they returned to his home city. Had to have everything perfect, just as he'd imagined. If they knew anything then they'd know he could be gone for a very long time as he 'planned' this wedding. That clever bitch.

He shook his head to clear it, "I am going to need more. You know that." Rolling his head, he tried to snap at Chuntau's neck to give her a punishing nip. The peahen was too fast though, ducking smoothly under the lunge and slipping around him. "You've already made one bargain. Are you going to go back on that so quickly? I thought you were a Lady of honor, my Dear. Or has so much changed over the years?"

"You think for a moment I would give myself to you for such a small promise?"

"Do you think for a moment that I would honor a treaty you've extorted from me?" He gave the smallest of kicks, chains rattling against the wood. "That I would honor any agreement made after you've left me chained for days?!" As he yelled, his voice grew louder with rage until it cracked in a squawk.

Chuntau dipped her head to hide the tears once more. Oh by the heavens and all that was sacred, a part of her had been hoping and wishing he would. That there was some spark, no matter how small, of the peacock she'd loved so long ago. She was beginning to question if he had ever been the shining example of royalty she remembered or if that had simply been youth blinding her. Jade had always told of how young loves were the most pure and the hardest to overcome. She could feel that last bit of affection start to fade.

No. No, she decided. Let the memories stay. Those old memories of love and laughter and happiness. Don't let present truths sully past delights.

But separating the past, idealized version of Shen, from the present version made things easier. Wiping her face with a corner of her robe, she dipped and wrung the cloth again. "No, Shen. I don't expect you to honor any bargain struck by word alone. One word from me and I can have a scholar outside the door, writing up a proper treaty. One which you will sign before the Kung Fu Council and you will honor. One which if you break, I will see that you suffer the consequences personally."

His beak snapped with annoyance, trying to reach her. She was just outside of his range though. Chains rattling and leather creaking as he shifted and fought, curses flowing as free as water. Chuntau ignored the mad jumping and bucking as she worked the cloth slowly. "And if you agree," she began, letting his words flow over her as water flowed over a stone. "Then I will help ease your pains." The cloth, so warm, so soft, so welcoming, wrapped around his cock and began to stroke that aching flesh.

Shen froze mid-hop,his every fiber shivering as the cloth brushed over his erection. It beyond sensitive. Even with his eyes wide open, he could clearly picture every last fiber on that cloth. The way it was woven and folded. That little piece of an herb's leaf that clung to his flesh as the cloth whispered along his base and up towards his pointed tip. She kept her touch light. More cradling his cock than actually gripping it. Her fingers just tight enough to let him know they were there, guiding the linen over his body. Little gasps and huffs came from the peacock lord. It took every bit of training he'd ever endured to keep from simply breaking down then and there. Four days. Four fucking days! He'd been teased and left hard. He didn't think such a thing was even possible. Like any male he'd toyed with himself many times before. Even making some sessions go on for hours. Those had been intense, but this defied any description his addled mind could think of. Her second slow stroke convinced him that even if he had been sober and spent words would have eluded.

Beak gritted slowly, "It..." came the squeak. He cleared his throat and tried slowly as her hand lingered around his base. "It will take more than a simple hand job to convince me." He moved slowly, carefully, not wanting to collapse into a trembling pile that would beg for release. "Your vent, as we agreed on before." What was he doing? A voice in his head yelled. He was Lord Shen! Destined to rule above all! And here he was about to strike a deal simply because he was a little needy. What sort of ruler was he if he couldn't resist such a simple call of the flesh?

This wasn't just some simple call though. Each touch struck his rod like lightning. Feathers stood on end as those sharp, almost painful, pricks of pleasure raced up and down his spine. Beak ground as the peacock stood stock still. His only relief came when she removed the cloth to rinse and wring it. Even then the herb water tingled along his flesh in a way that was driven him further up the wall. Arms shook against his side, thighs quaking with the need to just slam his hips forward. Didn't matter if he was only humping the air, he needed to do something. Anything! Chen huffed through his nares and closed his eyes as his tail very nearly fanned with each beat of his heart.

The cloth wrapped around his member again, offering some form of relief. The water was cooling by now, but it helped to soothe away those vile tingles that teased him without end.

"No."

Shen groaned as the cloth was flicked against his tip, "N-no what?"

Chuntau tickled the very tips of her feather-fingers against the covered tip. "No. You are not getting my vent." There was some sort of cruel delight in watching how he squirmed. It was hard to feel it at first. Even after so many days his control was incredible. But she could feel that self-induced mastery start to crack. With her shoulder resting against his flank, she could feel the rapid building of his breath and heartbeat, those little tremors that signaled the losing battle. Especially as her fingers slipped up towards his base and teased around there.

He was trying to think, but his mind was getting hazier by the second. If he didn't get to spend his load soon he'd go mad! At this rate, he'd be hard enough to drill a whole in even his mighty cannon with his dick! Beak ground harder as he tried to bite back a moan when her hand began to move over him again.

Curse this hen! He couldn't give in, couldn't give up! He was destined for far greater things than this. The world was his to rule! It was his destiny! Nothing could stop him from achieving his destiny!

Nothing could.

"Alright!" Beak snapped as he gasped, trying to maintain the last bit of control he could. The hand stopped and he was able to take a breath. Shen huffed and ruffled his feathers, shuffling his feet as best he could. "I'll sign your damnable treaty. On two conditions."

The hand slipped forward to tease his tip, "And what are these conditions of yours? And remember," her hand trailed up to his base, "if I don't like them, I can always leave you here for a few more days to think over your options."

Shen huffed, "No no, my terms should be agreeable." Oh heavens above, it was taking everything he had to keep from thrusting into her hand right now. Be still, Shen, just a few more moments. The thought he had wasn't entirely unreasonable and should be fine. "First, we sign the treaty at my home." She slowed the strokes and leaned back to look at him questioningly. Shen clapped his beak as the teasing returned. "Neither the wolves nor the gorillas will believe you if you just walk up and say I told them to stand down. I have to be there for them to listen."

She thought about it for a long moment, hand teasing over his length. Just stroking up and down over his underside slowly. "I suppose that's agreeable. And your second condition?"

"You finish me off with your mouth."

She stopped and pulled the cloth back to examine his cock. By now he was spilling precum rather freely into the cloth. Entire length twitching and jumping with that aching need. She'd seen it before, back in his bedroom. Even before then, when they were younger, they had experimented a little with touching. A part of her could recall tasting him back then. Not when he was watching, that would've been too embarrassing. Even now her nares flushed pink at the thought of it. Could she do it? Could she wrap her mouth around this vile male and drink down his seed in order to ensure peace for her people. No, it wasn't just her people. It was all the people across the land.

Shen's entire body trembled with joy as he felt Chuntau run her tongue over his cock. Her beak opened and his length was fed across her tongue and down into her throat. Smooth muscles clenching in protest as she uttered the softest of gags before bobbing her head further down. Tongue danced back and forth across herb-flavored meat as her head bobbed up and down over his length, steadily feeding more into her waiting craw.

Chuntau pulled back after a couple seconds and flicked his tip with her tongue. "So you agree then? Disarm your weapons, stand your troops down, surrender yourself to the council?" Feathered fingers played over his flesh as she played with him.

He ground his beak again, entire body trembling. Even those few seconds had been sheer bliss for the peacock. Lord Shen, brought down to this level by sheer lust. He hissed and cursed under his breath, "Yes, have your people write it up. Please, just finish me!"

"Jade, did you hear that?"

The dhole called from around the corner, "Yes, Lady."

Chuntau eyed the cock as a hefty drop of precum rolled down the tip. She sighed, resigning herself to the task, "Then have the scholars draft up a treaty. We make for his home before the sun sets." Beak opened as she leaned in again, sliding her head over his cock.

Shen groaned, body shaking as her head slipped over his length again. Chuntau reclined half on her side under him, head bobbing smoothly. Hand stroking over that base. Petting up and down over his base. Fingers twisting every so slightly to glide over his spire. She explored higher, pressing against the male's groin as she sought out his testes. There they were, twin bumps nice and plump with pent up lusts. Narrowing her eyes a touch, she started to move her head faster. Feeling each drop of precum as it rolled down his shaft, across her tongue, then spilled into her throat.

While a part of her felt a thrill at Shen's louder and louder moans, she couldn't help but feel her own humiliation at what she was doing to secure this treaty. Any other male, she would have let hang here a few more days so they'd be more agreeable. But her history with Shen still got to her.

Nares flushed bright as the Lord hunched as best he could. Hips shaking with the building force of his impending climax. He'd been ready to blow the moment her throat wrapped around him. He had his pride, it didn't matter what else happened he could say that even after four days of teasing he still lasted longer than a matter of seconds before.

"Ahhhh!"

Tail snapped up, fanning as best as it could. Every last fiber of his being shook as his orgasm ripped through him. It was far from the sweet release he'd hoped it would be. It blasted through his raw nerves and left him gasping and panting, tears rolling from his eyes as low whimpers creaked out of his sore throat.

Chuntau pulled back as that first shot caught her off guard, coughing. The hen quickly angled his cock away from her face, but not fast enough as a blast caught her across her delicate features. She leaned back and wiped her face clean on the cloth. Making sure to look over her body and clean up where any stray streamer that might have caught her clothes or hands.

As she cleaned up, she caught Shen's look. His cheeks still damp from the pained tears as he huffed. Feathers ruffled and tail dropped to the ground as he looked away, nares flushing bright. Chuntau wiped her face clean with the cloth again before asking, "Was it good for you?" Looking under the male, she reached down and wrapped the cloth around his still hard cock, pumping the damp, stained linen against his aching length. Shen gasped and cried out, trying to pull away but he couldn't escape even her gentlest of touches.

She leaned in and crooned, "Those herbs that you drank? The ones in the water? They'll keep you hard for a few more hours. Hard and tender. If you try to go back on the treaty, I will make sure that someone besides me sees your tears." Whipping the wipe away from him, she quickly ran it over his face to dampen the feathers there as footsteps approached. Her beak ruffled the feathers of his cheek as she whispered, "The great and mighty Lord Shen crying like a hatchling from even a hand job. How would that make you look before everyone else? Then when the word spread? And you know it would spread incredibly fast. No one would ever be able to look at you again without laughing."

Chuntau stood up and dropped the cum-stained rag across his face. Hands sliding into the wide sleeves of her robe as she stood upright. "Lady?" Jade spoke from the doorway.

"We are ready. Get him to the carriage."