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For Honour	By : Ghost_of_Colston Category: -Movies Misc > Slash - Male/Male Views: 218 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-For Honour
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Rob Roy MacGregor marched down the flame-lit corridor. He'd been waiting for this day for some considerable time. The anger burning inside him had threatened to consume him on more than one occasion. Now, vengeance would be his. The question was whether the Marquis of Montrose had kept his side of the bargain.
Montrose was waiting at the end of the corridor.
"Ah MacGregor. Your powers of timekeeping do you credit," he said, with his usual sneering contempt.
Rob did not rise to it. He'd already wondered if he was insane, making a deal with this contentious aristocrat, who'd already betrayed him once in order to save face. "My Lord Montrose."
"I kept my promise, MacGregor. "Though I still think a duel would've been a better way to resolve this matter."
"You wish to be rid of this problem as much as I," Rob replied. "And this is a very personal matter of honour."
Montrose scoffed. "As you wish." He stood aside. He didn't want to admit it, but Archibald Cunningham was a festering boil that should have been lanced long ago.
"He's in there?"
"Oh yes," Montrose replied. "Alone."
"This won't take long."
Montrose adjusted his elaborate brown periwig. "Take as long as you need, MacGregor."
Rob entered the small room, and Montrose locked the door. Cunningham was waiting, sat at an old, oak table. The look of surprise on his face when he saw Rob, was priceless.
"MacGregor?"
"Aye. But not the MacGregor you were expecting."
Cunningham was about to speak, but was socked in the face. The blow knocked him out cold.
"Now it begins," Rob smiled, as picked up the limp-bodied dandy.
Cunningham groaned and opened his eyes. His head felt like a horse had kicked it. "What the...?" He muttered as he realised he was bound to the table, and his jacket, periwig and breeches had been removed.
"Wake up!" He felt a fierce sear of pain as Rob kicked the back of his legs. "Ah, you are awake."
"The fuck is this?" Cunningham grimaced. The way he struggled reminded Rob of a hanged man jerking on the end of a rope.
"Mary sends her apologies," Rob said. "But she was unable to attend. So I volunteered to take her place."
"Montrose! He wouldn't..." Cunningham hissed, realising that the Marquis had tricked him.
"Oh he would, Archie. In fact, he and I cooked up this little plan together. You see, even he has standards."
"So what, you wish to bugger me?" Cunningham said.
"That's not a bad idea," Rob replied. "I have it on good authority that you already have a fancy for buggering boys. When you're not raping women, that is."
"You don't scare me," Cunningham scoffed, although he was close to pissing himself. "She moaned like a whore you know. Your wife. When I ravished her. She loved every minute of it. Never expected a clansman's whore to have such a tight quim. In fact, I was planning to repeat that favour."
Rob was shaking with rage. "Let's see how YOU enjoy it, shall we, Archie?"
Cunningham strained against the ropes as Rob squeezed his balls tight. "Aggh!" He gasped. Rob smiled and reached for something hidden in his clothing. Cunningham couldn't see what it was. Suddenly, he felt something press against his arsehole.
"What are you doing?!" He shouted.
The unlubricated object pushing against Cunningham's orifice suddenly entered. His eyes shot open.
"It's only the hilt of a Claymore, Archie." Rob said. "You ought to know that, being so good with a sword. Mind you, you do prefer a rapier."
"Fuck!" Cunningham yelled, as pain shot through him. He squirmed like a snared animal. Rob pushed the hilt further in, and his captive howled in pain.
"Tighter than I expected," Rob mocked. "To be honest, I don't know whether I'm penetrating arse or quim!"
Cunningham cursed Rob with everything he could muster.
Rob produced a dirty old rag and stuffed it into Cunningham's mouth. "Here, that should shut you up for a bit. I wiped my arse with that." Rob pushed the last of the hilt inside, causing Cunningham's arse to bleed. He clenched his eyes shut and groaned in pain.
Cunningham growled but was muffled by the gag. A loud hissing sound filled the air as his bladder involuntarily let go on him. Rob just watched with great amusement as his enemy pissed himself helplessly.
"Dearie me, Archie," Rob said, as the yellow stream trickled to a halt, a large puddle of piss on the stone floor. "I'd heard rumours that Englishmen struggle to hold their pish, but you are something else entirely!" Rob grasped Cunningham's prick tightly, then twisted it in separate directions.
Cunningham gave a loud, yet still muffled scream as Rob drew blood from his cock. Tears streamed from his eyes.
"That's for what you did to Mary."
Rob produced a pair of iron pliers from his sporran. He clamped the pliers on Cunningham's balls. Had he not been gagged, Cunningham's scream would've shattered the window glass.
"That's for what you did to Betty."
"And finally," Rob said, producing a dagger, and removing the gag from his captive's mouth, "this is for what you did to Alan MacDonald."
Cunningham squealed like a child. But then his squeals were silenced forever as Rob slit his throat.
Rob wiped his dagger and calmly placed it back inside his shirt. The deed was done. He turned and knocked on the door, and the Marquis unlocked it.
"Honour has been restored," Rob said.
"Then your debt has been repaid, MacGregor," Montrose replied. He nodded at Rob, indicating that he bore no further animosity towards him.
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