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Fic: Rainbow’s Freedom (The Jewel In The Crown Arc) (8/31)

Title: Rainbow’s Freedom (The Jewel In The Crown Arc) (8/31)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: (this chapter): Clark//Bruce, Dick, Alfred, Layla, Prince Mirax Regnall, Lorel
Series Notes: In the 23rd century, Earth is a technologically-advanced society that practices the ancient institution of slavery. The House Of Wayne travels off-world to the planet of Jovara on an important mission, and lovers Clark and Bruce learn more about their Master/slave dynamic through the eyes of this exotic culture. Meanwhile, Hal and Steve attempt to aid Diana and the Amazons to finally break free of their centuries-long enslavement on Paradise Island. The entire series can be found here.
Genres: AU, Drama, Slavefic
Challenge Category: Section E (Slavefic)
Rating: (this chapter): NC-17
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Clark and Dick make observations while enjoying Jovaran hospitality.
Date Of Completion (First Draft): March 16, 2009
Date Of Posting: February 1, 2010
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 1461
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Entered into the 2010 DCU Fic/Art Bondage Challenge.



Jovara is a place of beauty and peace, blessed with jewel-like brilliance.


Jovaran Bureau
Of Tourism
2211 C.E.



VIII

LULLED TO SLEEP


It was a beautiful day, Clark grateful to be outside in the courtyard. The sun was warm and the breeze cool, ruffling Dick’s hair. The boy sat on the ground next to him, enjoying a break. He had been busy helping Alfred in the kitchen all morning.

“Alfred’s showing the kitchen staff some of Bruce’s favorite meals. Tonight’s the banquo featuring everyone’s native dishes.”

“Ah, yes.”

“Clark….” Dick kept his voice low “…they didn’t hurt you, preparing you last night?”

Even though Dick couldn’t see it, Clark smiled. “No, they didn’t hurt me.”

“Good.” Dick rested his head against Clark’s legs. “I didn’t think they would, because it’s really a disgrace to hurt slaves here, but I wanted to be sure.”

Warmth spread through Clark and he caressed Dick’s hair.

“I've made friends with Brex.”

“Who’s that?”

“Mirax’s Squire.”

“Good.”

“I haven’t seen anything suspicious yet.” Dick frowned. “Except for that guard over there.”

“What do you mean?”

“He keeps looking over at us.”

“Probably just because we’re aliens and he’s probably never seen Terrans before.”

Clark observed the guard whom Dick had indicated. Light-blue skin; long, deep-purple hair, and matching eyes that were big…yet watchful. Clark fought down his uneasiness. He had been the target of unsavory types so often that he was almost used to it…almost. He hoped that this guard would look and not try to touch, honor or no honor here on Jovara.

“I hope so, but I’m going to keep an eye on him.”

Clark smiled again. His boy would always look out for him. He squeezed Dick’s shoulder.

“If Bruce is right, we should see something soon.” Dick almost purred at Clark’s soothing touch. “He’s already made tongues wag. He came down to the kitchen the first day and insisted on seeing where they’ve stored your medicine.”

“Ah, always efficient,” Clark said, happy at this news.

He continued petting Dick, pleased at the peace of the courtyard. Dick always soothed him despite his high-motor energy, but he always knew when to be quiet and when to use that natural energy.

Clark was also relaxed after the night of highly-satisfying sex. Bondage excited Clark when he was in Bruce’s hands.

“Clark?”

“Hmm?”

“You and Bruce have a good time?”

He heard the smirk in Dick’s voice and ruffled the boy’s hair. “You’re a wise-ass, you know that?”

Dick giggled.

& & & & & &


Alfred was pleased at Layla’s expertise. “Excellent. That’s exactly the way it should be done.”

Layla smiled. The free servant girl was a quick study. The entire kitchen staff was mixed, consisting of slaves and free. The freemen seemed to have no problem with taking instructions from manacled servants.

“So the Prince likes roast turkey?”

“One of his favorites.”

“And this cranberry sauce…goes well with the turkey?”

“Very well.” Alfred checked the stove. “As well as the potatoes with chives, yams, stuffing…” Alfred tasted the salad. “Excellent, though in a pinch we could have used your planet’s greens. They are quite similar.”

Layla nodded gravely. Her dark-blue hair was swept up under a frilly white cap, framing her light-blue face, her cobalt-blue uniform protected by an apron. She was a head taller than Dick, but that still made her short. She was quiet and attentive, but with a spark of mischief that reminded Alfred of Dick.

“The turkey smells delicious,” Layla said.

“I should hope so.” Alfred smiled.

Layla grinned and quickly cleaned up her workstation. “The portions will be enough. Since everyone will be sampling each dish, only a taste is necessary. Whatever catches the fancy of the guests will be served at the second ja’zanna banquo. The first, which will be tomorrow night, will serve only Jovaran food.”

“The ja’zanna banquo…”

“…is exotica plezzina. The Squires will attend in the beginning, then retire as the ja’zanna part of the banquo begins. Then, exotica.”

Alfred took a deep breath, hoping that Bruce and Clark could handle things.

If anyone could, his boys would.

& & & & & &


The platters of food and carafes of wines were a steady parade as servants and slaves attended to the guests. The Squires were kept hopping, Dick winking at Brex.

Clark sampled only half of what was offered. He was going to be ‘prepared’ again tonight and disliked a heavy stomach for what he hoped would be an energetic night. Bruce was being careful, too.

Clark used the advantage of being Veiled to study the guests. They were all concentrating on the food and their pleasure slaves.

The Kadoran agents could be any of the humanoid races. The only ones who Clark could be sure of were Bruce and Mirax. He ate a piece of candy.

“Ow!” He patted his lips beneath his javea. “What was that?”

“Umm, Monrovian cinnaspark candy. Sorry.” Bruce handed Clark a glass of water.

Clark drank gratefully, his mouth burning. He lightly kicked at his Master’s leg, under cover of a caress, glaring at Bruce’s chuckle. Happy that the glare was hidden, he stuck his tongue out.

“More water?”

Clark nodded quickly. Laughing, Bruce signaled Dick, who hurried forward with a silver carafe.

“Thank you, Richard.”

Dick grinned. “That cinnaspark is hot stuff, huh, Clark?”

Clark nearly choked on his water and whispered, “Watch it, Birdie.”

Dick snickered and returned to his place against the wall.

“Mmm, the cranberry sauce is an interesting flavor,” Mirax said, a few pillows down the table.

“Thank you, Mirax. My cook Alfred will be pleased.”

Mirax smiled. He ate another bite of the sweet/tart sauce.

“Alfred will be happy to give you the recipe.”

“Thank you, Bruce. How generous.”

“Always,” Bruce smirked.

Mirax laughed. He caressed the shoulder of his pleasure slave, who offered him a bowl of sweet ‘n sour Rigellian sauce.

& & & & & &


As dinner wound down, the guards came in and Clark left with the other pleasure slaves.

He wasn’t as nervous tonight, knowing what to expect , appreciative of Lorel’s professionalism, along with that of his crew. He relaxed in the tub as he was scrubbed and bathed, the lemon scent of the water pleasing.

Clark felt himself drifting in the water, the hands working on him gentle but professional, and he let his mind wander…

“Ja’zel.”

Clark snapped awake. “Oh, I’m sorry.”

“No need.” Lorel sounded amused. “It pleases us that you feel comfortable enough to fall asleep in our presence.”

Clark blushed, only the half-mask on so the Jovarans saw his embarrassment, but they helped him up and dried him off.

This time he lay on his back while he was oiled and chained. Lorel placed the key within reach.

Clark closed his eyes and rested. The bed was so comfortable. Easy to fall asleep…

& & & & & &


“Mmm, delicious.”

Clark awoke to Bruce nibbling on his nipple.

“Yes, Master.”

Bruce grinned, stroking his slave’s chest. “You’re so beautiful.” Bruce had removed Clark’s javea, feasting on kohl-rimmed sapphire eyes. “So beautiful.”

Bruce kissed Clark, tongue slipping deep into his lover’s mouth. Clark moaned, happiness bubbling up inside him as Bruce’s cock rubbed his, both of them ready.

Bruce sucked on Clark’s neck, then licked and bit his way down Clark’s chest.

Suddenly he drew up, positioning his body so that his cock bobbed in front of Clark’s face. He touched his cock to Clark’s eyelids, nose, and cheeks, Clark inhaling his scent. He rubbed the tip over Clark’s lips, his slave opening his mouth.

Bruce gently eased in, his slave’s chains rattling as Clark’s body undulated.

“Mmm, your hot mouth is delicious, love,” Bruce groaned.

Clark used all his skills to pleasure his Master, eyes shining with lust…and love.

Bruce shuddered as his hips rocked, his cock going in and out of his slave’s mouth, delighted at the energy skittering over his body. Clark was damned good at this!

He felt himself coming and pulled out just as he spurted cum over Clark’s throat and chest, Clark groaning as he thrust up with his hips, coming over Bruce’s belly and thighs.

“Mmm, baby,” Bruce crooned.

Clark’s body relaxed, rolling his hips toward Bruce.

Bruce laughed and took his cock, swirling it in the cum on Clark’s chest, eyes still lustful.

“Mmm, you look good wearing my seed.”

Clark’s eyes were lazy. “So do you.”

Bruce smirked. He climbed off the bed, wet a washcloth, and cleaned them both. He returned to the bed, unchaining Clark, saying, “Hmm, your legs spread that wide suits you.”

Clark grinned as he snuggled up to Bruce, his companion pulling the sheets up over their bodies.

“I will happily spread them at any time for you, Master.”

Bruce’s cock twitched as Clark laughed.

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Tags: alfred pennyworth, clark kent/bruce wayne, dick grayson, rainbow's freedom, robin, superman/batman, the jewel in the crown arc
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