Arranged Melancholia
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Category:
Singers/Bands/Musicians › Savage Garden
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
2,393
Reviews:
28
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Savage Garden. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Wedding night
Darren trudged up the stairs to The bedroom he and hugh would be sharing. He was suprised to find that hugh was waiting for him. Hugh beckoned him into the room with a look on his face of sarcastic sweetness. Once the door was closed and locked safely behind them, the pleasant look on hughs face melted into a lokk of pure disgust.
"Hello, Darling, where were you?" he asked, shoving Darren onto the bed.
"I-I was telling my parents goodbye," he stammered not daring to meet Hugh's stare.
"Well, let's get one thing straight," he whispered harshly into Darren's face. "I own you. And for you to be owned by someone like me is a privelege. And there are certain rules I have that you are going to follow, or you will suffer the consequences. You are not to go anywhere without my permission. Do not adress me in public; when we go out, simply walk beside me and speak to no one, unless first spoken to. There are certain duties you must perform in the bedroom as my wife, and they will be performed at my request. I assume you know about my infertility, so any infidelities will be detected, and punished by death unless the filthy beggar that put you in such position speaks for you, but then you will be banished to the countryside and not permitted to enter the village. Have I made myself clear?" he spat into Darren's face. Gulping, Darren nodded. "Now," he said and then slapped Darren with such a force that he fell backwards off of the bed, "Let that give you a taste of what rule breaking awards you," he said as he began to undress himself. "Don't just sit there and watch, remove yours as well, or I shall do it for you." Darren hastily undressed himself, his cheek still burning from the blow his husband had dealt him. Hugh threw himself atop Darren and forced himselsideside. He pounded roughly, ignoring Darren's screams of pain, stopping only when he was satisfied. He removed himself to discover that Darren was bleeding. "You'd better get used to it," he growled and pushed Darren off of the bed. He tossed a thin ragged blanket at him. "You'll sleep there," he said and turned over to face the opposite direction. Darren shivered, naked on the floor. He sobbed softly. 'If it weren't for Daniel, I'd die before I endured another day of this,' he thought as he fell into a deep sleep.
"Hello, Darling, where were you?" he asked, shoving Darren onto the bed.
"I-I was telling my parents goodbye," he stammered not daring to meet Hugh's stare.
"Well, let's get one thing straight," he whispered harshly into Darren's face. "I own you. And for you to be owned by someone like me is a privelege. And there are certain rules I have that you are going to follow, or you will suffer the consequences. You are not to go anywhere without my permission. Do not adress me in public; when we go out, simply walk beside me and speak to no one, unless first spoken to. There are certain duties you must perform in the bedroom as my wife, and they will be performed at my request. I assume you know about my infertility, so any infidelities will be detected, and punished by death unless the filthy beggar that put you in such position speaks for you, but then you will be banished to the countryside and not permitted to enter the village. Have I made myself clear?" he spat into Darren's face. Gulping, Darren nodded. "Now," he said and then slapped Darren with such a force that he fell backwards off of the bed, "Let that give you a taste of what rule breaking awards you," he said as he began to undress himself. "Don't just sit there and watch, remove yours as well, or I shall do it for you." Darren hastily undressed himself, his cheek still burning from the blow his husband had dealt him. Hugh threw himself atop Darren and forced himselsideside. He pounded roughly, ignoring Darren's screams of pain, stopping only when he was satisfied. He removed himself to discover that Darren was bleeding. "You'd better get used to it," he growled and pushed Darren off of the bed. He tossed a thin ragged blanket at him. "You'll sleep there," he said and turned over to face the opposite direction. Darren shivered, naked on the floor. He sobbed softly. 'If it weren't for Daniel, I'd die before I endured another day of this,' he thought as he fell into a deep sleep.