Lance just nodded, the wind whipping through his coat. Holding him tighter around the waist, Joshua moved his hips forward, until there was virtually no room between him and Lance.

"I...I'm s...so cold," Lance whispered, even with all the warm clothing that enveloped him. He silently wished that they would get to the castle soon.

"Justin," Joshua shouted over the wind. "Isn't there an abandoned home close by? This wind is getting to be too much, even for me."

"Yes, there is a small cottage up around this bend," Justin replied as they rounded the bend and headed toward the house. Once there, Joshua helped Lance down into Justin's waiting arms. Justin helped Lance into the house and made him comfortable. His body shivering from the cold, Lance wrapped the heavy blanket around him.

Tying the horses in a warm barn close to the home, Joshua returned with some dried wood for the fireplace. Laying the biggest log on the hearth, he went about looking for the matchs he knew Justin kept there. "Justin, where did you leave the matchs Precious?"

"Right here," Justin replied handing the matches to Joshua, while Lance looked on, his teeth chattering.

"Thank you Precious," Joshua replied, taking the matchs and stealing a quick kiss from Justin before leanind down to light the fire.

"I...I want to go ho...home, Joshua," Lance whispered. "I...I'm not feeling very well."

Joshua turned from Justin to look out the window. It was pure white outside as the main brunt of the storm was hitting them. "I am sorry Lance, but it looks as if we are staying here tonight. We have no choice."

"I...I'm so...so cold," Lance replied, his shivering increasing.

"Justin build the fire up quickly," Joshua instructed, rushing over to sit beside Lance. Wrapping his arm around the shivering lord, Joshua began rubbing Lances' legs, trying to get the circulation back in them.

Starting to get warm, Lance's body relaxed, then tensed again as Joshua's hand went up his legs. "Jo...Joshua...please...don't," Lance replied weakly.

His sweet voice still present, but his carress changing drastically, Joshua laughed an evil laugh. "Are you going to stop me Lance?"

"Ple...please, Joshua," Lance tried to protest as he attempted to stand up and move away from Joshua's touch, but in his weakened state, he fell back on the small bed.

"Aw, is Farmboy trying to get away?" Joshua cooed, holding him down with one arm. "That's not a very nice thing to do, not when we're trying to help you."

Tears sliding down his cheeks, Lance pushed at Joshua weakly. "Sto...stop...ple...please, Jo...Joshua," the frightened lord squeaked. "Ple...please don't hur...hurt me."

Laughing at Lances' pathetic attempt to stop him, Joshua returned his arm to where it was across the blonds' chest, pressing down somewhat harder this time. Laughing manically, he turned to Justin, who was standing behind him. "Care for some fun my love?"

"I thought you'd never ask," Justin replied, smirking. "Althought I rather see you play teacher this time."

"You always like watching me play teacher my sweet, sweet, love," Joshua replied. With the hand that had been massaging Lances' leg, he moved to undo the coat and layers of clothing Rebecca had helped Lance into.

"N...no...no please...don't do this Joshua...please...I...beg of you," Lance whimpered, thoroughly frightened.

The words falling on deaf ears, Joshua continued removing the layers of clothing until at last he had removed the last of Lances' shirts and coats. Leaning down, Joshua began dropping wet kisses on Lances' chest, throuoghly enjoying hearing the blond whimper.

"No...no...please," Lance begged, his pleas falling on deaf ears.

Knowing Lance was too weak to put any attempt at a struggle, Joshua removed his arm from across Lances' chest and began removing his garments as well; all the while smiling down at Lance. "We are going to see just how much of the lessons you remember Farmboy," he replied, dropping his black pants and undergarments once his shirt had been shed.

"Ple...please, I beg of you, Joshua...please don't do this...please," Lance whispered, his voice thick with fear.

Moving to straddle Lances' chest, Joshua took a handful of blond hair in his hand and held Lance down. "You should know what to do Angel," he replied harshly.

"Mama!...Mama!" Lance cried weakly, trying to get away from Joshua, tears streaming down his face. "Mama...Papa...someone help me...please."

Releasing his hold on Lances' hair, Joshua slapped the frightened blond hard, but did not move from his seat on top of Lance. "They cannot hear you Angel," he hissed. "No one can hear you shout. That's the beauty of this cabin."

"N...no...please..." Lance sobbed, wishing he was back with his parents at the farm. "Please Joshua...please do...don't hurt me."

Laughing, Justin handed Joshua a black bag and asked, "Now where would the fun be if we did not hurt you Angel? After all the pain you put us through, we are only returning the favor."

Lance's eyes grew, trying to see what the black bag contained. He tried once again to get away from Josua, but the elder lord slapped him again, turning his cheek bright red.

"I have had enough of these damn games," Joshua declared, moving off of Lance and turning him over roughly. Reaching his hand into the black bag, he produced a thick twine of rope which he proceeded to tie Lances' hands with. When they were secured above his head, Joshua again reach into the bag, this time producing a thick leather strap. Before Justin could stop him, or Lance could scream another word, Joshua drew his arm back and brought it forward, the leather strap connecting directly with Lances' back.

"Please!" Lance screamed as Joshua cracked the whip again. "No!...No...ple...please. Justin! Justin help me...please!"

Standing back, Justin smirked, seeing the welts that started to form on Lances' back as Joshua continued cracking the whip over the helpless lord. "Careful my love," Justin whispered, walking over to Joshua, avoiding the whip. "Do not over excurt yourself. We have a long night ahead of us."

"You are right, my sweet," Joshua replied as he threw the whip in the corner. "And the fun begins now."

Looking down at the many welts that had formed on Lances' back, Joshua again turned the young lord onto his back carelessly. Taking his seat again upon Lance, Joshua asked, "Now, are you going to behave and do as you are told or will we have to pull another toy out from our bag of tricks?"

Frightened and in severe pain, Lance nodded weakly, the tears streaming down his face. How he longed for the comfort of the arms of Joseph or his mother.

Smiling from ear to ear evilly, Joshua took hold of Lances' hair once more and held tightly. "I believe you know what it is you are to do," he smirked, shifting closer to the younger one as Justin came up behind Joshua and held his shoulders, peering down to watch as well.

"I don't think he knows what it is you want, my love," Justin laughed as he watched the helpless Lance, squirming on the floor.

"I will give you one hint," Joshua replied, his anger raising within him. "You have done this to Justin once, and had it done to yourself once as well." Shifting his hips slightly, so his large member was nearly in Lances' face, Joshua tightened his grip on the blonds' hair roughly. "Do you understand now?"

His body shaking, Lance was forced to take Joshua in his mouth, as the elder lord moaned his pleasure. As worked up as Joshua was, it didn't take long for him to reach climax. His breathing returning to normal Joshua opened his eyes and leered at the young lord.

"Very well done Angel. You will have more time to practice of course, thoughout the night." Looking over his shoulder at Justin, the eldest lord asked, "Darling, would you like Lance to give you pleasure as well?"

"Yes, I believe I would," Justin replied, grabbing Lance by the hair and forcing him to his knees. "All right, Lance...you know what to do."

Looking at Justin, Lance silently pleaded with him not to make him do this. Justin grabbed Lance by the hair and forced him to take him in his mouth as he had with Joshua. Lance leaned over and promptly threw up.

Growing angrier, Justin pulled Lance back so that he was kneeling in front of him once more. "Just for that," he started harshly, "Ten more lashes, plus you will have to take Joshua again, seeing as to how you could not keep his sweet necture in your stomach."

"Ple...please," Lance begged, his body shaking more from the cold. "Please do...do not do...do this to...to me."

Bending down so that he was in Lances' face, Justin grabbed the frightened lord by the scruff of the neck and hold him tight. "We will do to you whatever it is we see fit to do," he hissed.

"Ple...please..." Lance got no further as Justin forced him to take him in his mouth. Digging his hand in Lance's hair, he made sure Lance couldn't move until he finished his task. Reaching his climax, Justin squeezed his eyes shut until the waves of pleasure passed. Once his breathing returned to normal, he moved away from Lance, smirking at the crying blond.

Moving behind Lance, Justin picked up the leather strap and motioned for Joshua to move aside, so he would be clear of the arch the strap made in its course.

Lance's screams echoed off the the walls as Justin brought the strap against his backside. Once he was finished, he sat back, a satisfied smirk on his face, and watched Lance who was curled up in a ball crying.

"Do not start crying," Joshua replied. "You still have more fun ahead of you." Lance's sobs increased at his words, which made Justin and himself laugh.

"Aw, poor Joshua," Justin teased, looking over at the eldest one. "Lance is crying, so that means you will have to wait for him to please you once more."

"Maybe he's crying because he wants in on the fun, my love," Joshua replied, laughing.

"But then who would we make cry my love?" Justin asked. Lifting Joshuas' chin up, he dropped a kiss lightly on his loves' lips and whispered, "You?"

"I'm going to let him have a little fun, too, my sweet," Joshua whispered as he grabbed Lance and roughly flipped him over on his stomach.

"N...no...oh Go...God please do not," Lance whispered, his body trembling.

"Joshua," Justin asked from the side. "I know I had stated that I wanted to watch you play, but...do you think I can have the first round with Lance?"

"Of course," Joshua replied, moving away as Justin mounted Lance. The frightened lord tried to slide away, but in his weakened condition, he was no match for Justin. Entering Lance with nothing less then brute force, Justin moaned at his first feel of how tight the new lord was. It had been a while since Joshua had been as tight as Lance; and this was exactly how the youngest lord liked them, a very tight fit.

Lance screamed until he was hoarse, but it only egged Justin on, his thrusts hard and brutal. Pounding relentlessly into Lance, Justin groaned, his climax iminent.

Digging his nails into Lances' shoulders, Justin pulled himself deeper into the crying blond with each thrust. The room began spinning for Justin as he threw his head back, shooting his load into Lance and moaning loudly at the same time.

It took a few minutes for Justin's breathing to return to normal, his body shaking from the force of his climax. Once his breathing slowed, he pulled out of Lance, and stood up, smirking. Lance, curled in a ball, sobbed brokenly as blood trickled down his legs.

"How was he Darling?" Joshua asked as Justin stepped back into his arms. "Have we taught him well?"

"Extremely tight...just like I like them," Justin laughed as he kissed Joshua.

Pulling Justin down to the ground with him, Joshua hovered over Lance as he let his love out of the kiss. "Do you think Angel here will be a good little lord and keep down what he takes this time?"

"Well if he does not, he will get a repeat performance of what I just gave him," Justin whispered smugly.

Looking over at Lance, Joshua ran his fingers through the blond hair and smirked when he felt Lance flinch at his touch. "Do you think you will be needing Justins' repeat performance Angel?"

"Ple...please," Lance whispered, whimpering in pain as Joshua roughly forced him on his knees.

Turning to look at Justin, Joshua smirked as he twisted Lances' meaning around. "See my love, he wants to do this. He is begging me to let him please me."

"Then by all means let him, since he wants to so bad," Justin smirked.

Moving to kneel in front of Lance again, Joshua frowned when the young blond only cried and tried to move away from him. "Justin, he does not seem to enjoy this," he pointed out, faining a pout.

"Too bad," Justin replied slapping Lance across the face. "It does not matter if he enjoys it or not...the important thing is that you will, my love."

"And how do you know I will enjoy having Lances' lips around me and not yours Darling?" Joshua teased, stroking Justins' cheek lovingly as his other hand found the young lords' hair once again.

"Because you enjoy being in charge, my love," Justin replied.

Smiling as he pulled Lance closer to his member, Joshua retorted, "You know me so well my darling love. So very well."

"Of course," Justin replied, picking up the whip. "Do not worry, my love. Lance will enjoy pleasing you and keep it down this time or I will enjoy bedding him again."

"My sweet Justin," Joshua cooed lovingly. "Where would I be without your caring and attentions to my needs?"

Smiling, Justin kissed Joshua, then moved out of the way as Joshua grabbed Lance by the hair and forced him to take him in once more. Frightened and in pain, Lance gagged as Joshua forced more of himself in Lance's mouth. Waves of pleasure overtook Joshua as Lance tried to work quickly. With a long grunt, Joshua climaxed for a second time, Lance being forced to take all that Joshua offered.

When Joshua' breathing returned to normal, he looked up at Justin and asked, "Darling, will you do me favor and as soon as the storm lets up a little, enough for Ares to make it home on his own, send him back to Herfordshire for me please?"

"Why?" Justin replied, a little confused. "I thought..."

"We have to make this look like an acceident," Joshua explained. "If we both return home on both horses and no Lance, then we will have to explain where dear Lance is. But if we send Ares home alone, we can tell everyone that Lance forgot something back at the farm, so he went back on Ares. And oops, he fell off and Ares came home alone."

"You are brilliant, my love," Justin replied, smiling as they smirked at the still sobbing Lance. "I didn't think of that."

Returning the smile, Joshua handed the black bag to Justin. "I do believe it is your turn my love, to pick out a toy for Lance to 'play' with."

Smirking, Justin looked at Joshua. "My love I know just the 'toy'."

"Then do not keep me in suspence Justin," Joshua replied, waiting to see what exactly Justin would decide upon.

Looking at his overly endowed love, Justin pointed to Joshua. "You, my love," Justin replied. "Lancey has to be punished for not keeping down your sweet nectar. Your...um 'toy' is the best thing I can think of to punish him with."

Smiling evily, Joshua moved to drop a hard kiss on Justins' lips before moving behind Lance again. Pulling up the blond so that he was on his hands and knees, Joshua leaned over and hissed, "The louder you scream, the more it will hurt. Understand?"

Lance hung his head, the tears cascading down his face. "Jos...Joshua please...I...I...please do not...".

"That was not the question," he hissed, thrusting his hips forward until he was settled deep in Lance with one thrust. "Now, we shall try this again. "Do you understand the louder you screa, the more it will hurt? Or do I need to restate my words for your uneducated mind?"

Lance emitted a painful whimper as Joshua began his brutal assault. "N...no...no...ple...please..."

Joshua began his painful in and out motion; not giving Lance any time to adjust again. All the eldest one seemed to care about was his own pleasure. "Oh Go...God Lan...Lance..." he moaned, tilting his head back. "So...so ti...tight...mmm..."

Weak and dizzy, Lance screamed in pain until he was hoarse. Joshua's assault continued until at last, the blackness enveloped Lance. Climaxing and roughly pulling out of Lance, Joshua stood and smirked at the helpless lord. "Our work is done here, love," Joshua informed Justin as he began to dress. "Let's go home before the storm really gets bad."

Nodding, Justin moved to pick up the unconcious Lance when he thought of something. "I did not send Ares home yet...should we do that first before leaving him out in the forest?"

"Yes, love," Joshua replied as Justin bundled his cloak around him and went out to untie Ares.

"Do not go anywhere Darling," Justin cooed as he stood at the door. "I will need you to help warm me up when I return."

"I promise, love," Joshua whispered as Justin hurried out to untie Ares and let him go free, then returned to the cabin. Joshua walked up to him and enveloped him in a warm hug.

"Mm, you're ice cold," Joshua whispered, pulling Justin towards the fire. "Stay here and warm up. I'll take care of Lance."

"All right, love," Justin replied, sitting near the fire.

Bundling in a warm jacket and thick blanket, Joshua picked up Lance, placing his clothes back on him just as they had been. When he was done, he carried Lance out into the ice and snow, dropping him to the ground some 150 feet from the cabin.

Picking up the black bag Joshua and Justin mounted Victory as they turned and headed back for Herfordshire. Passing Lance's still body they looked down at him and smirked. "Your days of causing us trouble are gone, Lance," Joshua whispered, staring at the unconscious lord. "Now things will be back they way they were." Bundling their cloaks around them against the wind, the two headed back to Herfordshire.