The Ties that Bind {for CleverFox}

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((explicit content warning. Characters are over 18 years old))

Kyler Matthias knelt alone in a dark room, his wrists bound behind his back and wearing a thick leather collar that was chained to the wall behind him. One would think he was some sort of dangerous criminal or something, but he wasn't, in fact he was quite the opposite. He was the second born son of the King of Morasia, and he was the 'price' of peace between his country and the neighboring one that was currently being run by a sadistic bastard prince--who now happened to be Kyler's new Master. His father had petitioned for peace when Prince Tristan's army had arrived at the gates of their with more than enough soldiers to wipe them out. Kyler's people were not warriors and even if they had been there would not have been time to collect and arm them all before the walls were breached. So, his father sent a request for peace between them, telling Tristan to name his price and Kyler had been rather horrified when the messenger returned to say that the price was the enslavement of the second born prince. Kyler had been certain that his father would refuse, but his horror was not to end there since the man simply considered it for a few moments before agreeing. He'd stared at his father with a clearly betrayed expression on his face and he saw a hint of regret in the old fool's eyes but that had not saved Kyler.

Tristan's men seized him, binding his arms behind his back and while he wanted to protest and plead with his father to reconsider he knew that the man would not, and so his pride forced him to stand straight and proud, his head held high as he was lead away in front of the entire court. He wanted his name to be spoken with reverence for calmly going to this horrible fate and in so doing, saving everyone in his country. His calm and collected mask had not lasted long however, and as soon as he was tossed into a wagon for the ride back to Tristan's castle he gave into his panic and had been wallowing in self pity and righteous anger ever since. When he arrived at the palace he forced himself to put on his noble mask that he refused to allow to slip even as he was stripped and bathed before being dressed in practically nothing and bound in this room to await Tristan's leisure when he would be presented. He knelt there for several hours, his legs beginning to ache but he couldn't move enough to ease the pain and when the soldiers came again it was almost a relief to be hauled to his feet even if it was still beneath him to be treated in such a manner. He ignored them and everyone else as he was lead through the halls, staring straight ahead and acting as if they were too low for him to even notice as he was brought to an audience chamber full of what he did not doubt were very important nobles but he ignored them and his eyes went immediately to the young man sitting on the throne.

Tristan was younger than he expected, younger then Kyler himself in fact and that irritated him as well as made him feel even more humiliated with his situation than he already was but he did his best not to let this show, the only sign being a slight flush of anger that rose on his cheeks. Kyler was lead up to the throne and forced to his knees but he didn't cower even then he held his head high and glared at the prince, his black ears pinned flat against his head and his tail curling around his knees to give the impression that he was totally at ease. He didn't even move when his fathers chief advisers stepped up to the throne and bowed low to Tristan, "His Majesty sends this token of goodwill to you, Your Royal Highness, and expresses his interest in continued peace between our countries." The man said in a clear voice that made the color on Kylers face darken but there was a clearly angry and hateful look in his eyes rather than shame in that moment, and he held his head a little higher, his back a little straighter as he stared right at his new 'master' with an air of cold and dignified resistance. He knew he could not physically fight against Tristan, since the younger man was stronger than him and a better fighter, but he could still fight the teen in his own way and he was choosing to show that now in his refusal to cower in the face of this degrading situation that he found himself in.

[CleverFox]

Tristan Fherol, more commonly known to both ally and enemy alike as Fury, hadn't started out with any ambitions to gain himself a slave, never mind one of royal blood but that was exactly what had happened when he'd made demands that he honestly hadn't expected the King of Morasia to agree to meet. Bordering that country to the north, the kingdom of Illyria was bigger tha Morasia and of course had a much better trained army which was why it had both sort of shocked as well as amused Fury when the King decided to meddle in affairs that really didn't concern him, the fool trying to force Fury to cease a campaign against yet another country by threatening to intervene if the teenager didn't immediately cease his activities. It was a bluff, and a poorly thought out one at that, and Fury had quite happily pounced on the opportunity to send his army to call the King on that one. When the topic of demands had came up Fury had made the first outrageous one that came to mind, as stated before having been sure that it would be turned down. So when he received word that his men were returning to the palace with the second born prince of Morasia in tow he wasn't exactly sure what he was supposed to do with the guy. Which left him with an interesting dilemma, but it was one that didn't take him long to figure out since he had asked for a slave and was being delivered one, might as well make the most of it. A slightly sadistic light appeared in the visible violet eye of the young prince as he thought about how much fun he could possibly have with this one, at least until he ended up broken. Since that was of course what Fury fully believed would happen, he was not known for his kindness after all.

Yet Crown Prince Tristan was surprisingly loyal to those that he labeled ally, almost as though he were a different person, the only problem with that being that it was exceedingly hard to get to the point where you could count yourself a part of that select group since Fury just didn't tolerate idiots well at all. And seeing as he had a superiority complex that could rival damn near anyone in existence in his opinion idiots were in abundance and people of actual intelligence were in woefully short supply. That was something that he was of course not thinking about as he gave his instructions for what was to be done when his new plaything arrived at the palace, Fury sitting on the throne that was usually occupied by his father since the man was currently off working out the details of a treaty with yet another country that had managed to gain their ire. Not that this was hard to pull off since they were just a country that was prone to conflict in general, Fury having came by his penchant for violence honestly since it was practically in the genes.

When word reached him that his slave was ready to be presented he decided that it would have more effect on the other male if he was left to wait so he told the servant that he would receive him in a few hours' time. Which he was of course thinking would infuriate the other man even more than he must already be, not that this bothered Fury in the slightest, in fact he was pretty much doing everything that he could to make things uncomfortable for his new 'guest'. Finally he did send for the other prince and when he was led into the room by a chain attached to the collar that had been placed around his neck, Fury gave him an appraising look through his good eye. He was definitely easy on the eyes, that much Fury noticed right away, though he didn't give any hint to that thought as he gazed coolly at the other prince as he was forced to kneel before him. Fury's gaze briefly went to the adviser as he spoke and mentioned this token of good will, a smirk placing across the teen's lips as he said, "I imagine that he is interested in that... perhaps next time he will learn not to meddle in the affairs of those who are clearly capable of crushing him without breaking a sweat." His tone was conversational as he made this statement but of course the insult was evident in the words, Fury thinking that it would be amusing when this message was carried back to the King. His gaze then shifted back to Kyler himself, watching as his look darkened and that amused him all over again. "What? Don't like being the token offered so that they can all save their pathetic lives? Can't say that I blame you on that one but the deal has been struck and your fate sealed," he said, his tone arrogant though that was just something that he didn't give conscious thought to and was instead something that went hand and hand with his superiority complex.

Taking note of the cold way that Kyler was staring at him Fury twitched one ear forward slightly and flicked his bushy tail before he turned to the guards who were stationed at either side of the throne where he was sitting. "Unbind his hands and attach these," he ordered, picking up four leather bands from beside the throne and handing them over. "Yes Your Royal Highness," they said with a bow, each guard taking two of the bands and walking over to Kyler, the young man roughly grabbed as the bands were affixed around his ankles and his wrists. They were simple dark brown leather and each had a metal ring attached to it, to which ropes or chains could be attached at Fury's discretion. "You may leave now," Fury said once that had been done, his gaze sweeping the room and, taking the not so subtle hint, everyone left. It wasn't common place to leave the heir to the throne alone in a room with someone who clearly would have a grudge against him but everyone was aware of the fact that Fury could take care of himself so no one was worried in that regard. There was also the fact that Kyler had no weapon and of course nowhere to conceal one in the scant clothing that he was currently wearing.

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Kyler had heard stories about how dangerous and sadistic this man was of course, everyone in the area knew how the Fherol's were and how Illyrian's were fighters of fearful strength but he had not expected what he actually saw when he got here. The oh-so-feared 'Fury' was a mere boy, and as Kyler knelt there he sized Tristan up and actually was thinking that he could take him in a fair fight. Kyler hadn't had much training but he did know a bit just like every other prince in the world he had taken fighting classes as a boy and he was also a bit larger than Tristan, not much bigger, but enough that he thought he'd have an advantage in a fair fight. He would have to bide his time to find out however, since he knew that trying it here with the prince brat's guards around would guarantee he lost. So for now he just knelt before the younger prince, his head held high and his ears pinned flat against his head in an aggressive way not a submissive one, his black tail curled around his body and the tip waving idly as if he were kneeling there because he wanted to rather than because he was being forced to. He managed to keep himself composed for a bit, playing the part of the cold and unfeeling royal that he was, but then his father's adviser stepped forward and said he was the 'token' that hsi father was offering for peace and he lost the cold mask he'd had to show a brief dark look in his eyes at the thought of what his father had been willing to sacrifice for his own safety and that of his people, and while Kyler knew he should be happy to be protecting them like this he couldn't make himself actually feel that way no matter how hard he tried. When he heard what Fury had to say to that a slight growl started to rise out of his throat, not liking that the boy was basically calling Kyler's country and people weak. "They could beat you in a fair fight if we'd had time to gather our armies yours would not have breached our gates" he said, his voice clear and easily carrying through the chambers, Kyler clearly not thinking of himself as a slave yet or he would not have dared to speak against his master and certainly not in public.

After that Fury asked if he liked this and announced that his fate was sealed and his growl rose louder so that it would be clearly audible to those close to him, his eyes flashing defiantly as if to say 'we'll see about that' but he didn't say anything. When Fury brought the cuffs out and handed them to a guard Kyler eyed them warily as one would a snake or something equally dangerous and he struggled as his hands were untied and those cuffs were fitted to them and his ankles but he was not strong enough to prevent Fury's guards from putting them on him and that irritated the already stressed and irritated young man even further. At this point he was beyond uncomfortable and furious about his situation and he just wanted to take all that out on Tristan and would happily have attacked the teenager had they been alone, and then almost as if able to read his mind Fury sent them away, which surprised Kyler but he wasn't going to question what he saw as a stroke of good luck. Once they were alone he immediately leapt to his feet and tried to pry the cuffs off his wrists but he gave up a few seconds later and just glared at Fury, his ears pinned even closer to his head and his tail lashing furiously from side to side as he glared at the teen. "You're not getting away with this" he snarled, and then he made what would likely be his first major mistake of many in his time here, he lunged towards Fury and swiped at the boy with his sharp claws, thinking that there was no way a teen of Fury's age could be as good as the rumors said he was and that the rumors were just inflated to try and make the prince seem more fiercesome than he actually was, so Kylar thought he had a good chance of overpowering the fool boy and getting away from the damnable place. He would not return to Moraisa if he got away, but he would flee and live in the wilderness happily if it meant getting away from this place and its arrogant and insulting prince.

[CleverFox]

Fury was not the least little bit concerned with the fact that Kyler was actually larger than he was though he hadn't given that possibility any thought when he'd asked for the second born prince, knowing that the King of Morasia had many sons but their exact ages he couldn't be bothered to learn so he hadn't had any idea that the slave he was getting was going to be older than him. Not that it mattered since he was sure of his strengths and had taken down men twice his size in fights though admittedly with his lithe build he looked far from intimidating. If one looked closely however they would be able to see the piercing look in his visible violet eye, the boy actually having a dangerous look about him if the observer was observant enough to pick up on the subtle signs. It seemed that Kyler wasn't one of these people, the young man making that evident when he decided to speak up and say that the armies of Morasia would have stood a chance if they'd had time to prepare. "They could have prepared for the next ten years and been wiped off the face of the map. It's been done to armies larger than your entire kingdom," Fury stated calmly, not seeming to be outwardly bothered by Kyler's brazen announcement even if it wasn't proper for him to be speaking out in such a manner to the crown prince. That wouldn't have been acceptable even if he were meeting Tristan as an emissary of his people but it was doubly bad given the fact that he had just been handed over to the prince as a peace offering. The only hint that Fury was the slightest bit irked was the way that his tail was flicking back and forth however that was something that was common with him, the appendage almost never still and instead in near constant motion, as though it were a nervous movement for him.

After that he ordered his guards to affix the leather bands around his new slave's wrists and ankles, Tristan amused as Kyler tried to fight against them but he knew that the other prince wasn't a match for the pair of muscular guards so he simply stood by and watched, saying nothing. However once that deed was done Fury told the guards as well as the members of court that they were dismissed, telling them in a semi-polite manner to go away, and then he turned his attention back to Kyler. Fury watched calmly as Kyler jumped to his feet and fought with the cuffs for a few moment before apparently deciding that was pointless, at which point he turned to glare at Fury with his ears pinned back close to his head. Fury's own ears were held in a leisurely manner, one tilted slightly to the side while the other stood straight, the boy eying the older male with a keen look in his violet eye. When told that he wasn't getting away with this Fury smirked and said, "I believe that I already have." He could tell that something was about to happen based on Kyler's body language and he was coiled to strike just like a viper lying in wait, his toned muscles tensed though not visible through the overly large clothes that he was wearing. When Kyler did make the colossal mistake of lunging toward him Fury easily side stepped the swipe of the other's claws that was aimed toward him, the younger prince dodging to the side and snagging Kyler's wrist mid swipe, pulling it around behind his back painfully and jerking it in an upward manner that was just shy of hard enough to dislocate it at the shoulder. "That will henceforth be known as mistake number one," Fury said in a deadly calm tone of voice that still managed to sound menacing. The boy swiped his foot out and kicked the back of Kyler's right knee, knocking him back to a kneeling position on the floor but not actually going far enough as to do real damage. He was simply proving a point and as though to further elaborate on that he pulled a thin blade from his belt and had it at Kyler's throat a split second after forcing the larger boy to the ground. "Had I willed it, you would be dead right now...but I think that would be too easy. No, I intend to have some fun with you," Fury said in the same deadly calm tone, the young prince sheathing the knife and then reaching to grab the chain that had remained attached to the other's collar and giving it a tug as he released his hold on Kyler's arm. "If you really want to try something else, feel free. Just know that I will be taking it out on your hide a bit later though if you don't mind the bite of the whiplash by all means try another ill thought out attempt to gain the upper hand on the boy." Fury knew exactly what had prompted this attack, Kyler saw him as smaller and therefor weaker, a mistake that had been made by many but all found out, or at least those that lived long enough, that his reputation was well earned.

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Kyler growled louder still when the prince brat, as he had now mentally dubbed Fury, calmly told him that his people wouldn't have stood a chance. He was of course offended on their behalf and had he been here as an emissary of his fathers he still would not have held his tongue on the matter since he would have had some safety to speak his mind considering he was an ambassador and they tended to be safe since it was frowned upon to kill ambassadors. Since he wasn't in that position his words were more dangerous and stupid but he was still young and he was beyond upset about everything that had happened since his idiot father decided to start a fight with an enemy that he was not strong enough to defeat and lead to Kyler ending up here. He kept it to an angry growl however, and waited until the others had left him alone with the boy and he thought that this was going to be his best chance to attack Fury and possibly injure the brat so he could get away. So he tensed, his inexperience with this sort of thing showing as he gave away the fact that he was going to do something right before he lunged at the younger prince with the announcement that he wasnt going to get away with it. He snarled at Fury as he lunged when he heard Fury's taunt about already getting away with it, not having a comeback for that one so he just tried to attack the teen and was actually very startled when Fury dodged him, moving faster than he'd expected Fury to be able to move. Before he knew it his arm was twisted up behind his back just shy of dislocation and still hard enough to hurt and get a gasp out of him. He tensed his entire body as he tried to pull his arm free but that ended up making the pain worse and he quickly stopped. A small surprised yip escaped him as his legs were kicked and he once again found himself kneeling but before he had the chance to fight back again there was a knife at his throat and he froze. This would be a good moment to submit and he knew that, and part of his instincts were telling him to but he had too much pride for that and merely knelt there with his ears pinned and the only sign that he was at all bothered by what was going on was the curve of his back as he tried arching back away from the sharp blade at his throat.

He growled again when he heard Fury's words, wanting to say something back but not daring to with the blade at his throat like that. He was a little surprised when the blade was pulled away, having half expected to be cut for his attempt to hurt the younger prince, but his surprise didn't last long enough to turn into gratitude before Fury released his arm as he tugged at the chain attached to Kyler's collar. He growled at the tug, that feeling demeaning to him but he was a smart man and he realized that he was no match for Fury in a real fight, so he would just have to bide his time until he could escape. He paled when Fury mentioned the whiplash, his eyes widening slightly in response since he of course had never felt the kiss of the lash but he had seen others flogged for something and it was a frightening prospect for him, actually eliciting the faintest whimper from him before he could still it and then he just decided not to think about it for now. He attempted to struggle up to his feet then, his hands flying to the chain at his collar and pulling hard enough that the leather started bruising his neck as he growled, "I'm not a damn animal and I will not be treated like one!" he announced, his voice outraged and his eyes narrowed as he abandoned the attempt to get the upper hand, choosing to ignore Fury's comment about him not being able to do it, and just chose to focus on the leash he was wearing and the fact that he was being lead around by a leash at all. His tail was lashing from side to side as he straightened his back stiffly and tried to appear collected and commanding as if he fully expected Fury to remove the leash now that he'd made his announcement, though he wasn't a fool so he knew that was unlikely he just was choosing to resist in the only way he could now by refusing to go along with Fury's wishes. If the teen wanted him to do anything he was going to have to force the issue since Kyler had no intention of making this easy for the boy that had pretty much destroyed his life by making his outrageous demand, though most of his hate and anger was aimed at his own father he had plenty left over to level at Fury too.

[CleverFox]

It was pitifully obvious that Kyler had only been given the bare minimum of battle training and had virtually no tactical skills to speak of, Fury thinking that this was a rather egregious error oversight in the older man's education but he was aware of the fact that the upbringing people in most other cultures had differed greatly from that of Illyria. Not that this was important though he would have liked a greater challenge since his newly acquired slaw decided to make the stupid move of attacking him, the counter not really being worth the effort as far as he was concerned. In the span of less than a minute he had Kyler kneeling with a knife held to his throat and it would have been so easy to put him out of his misery then but Fury wasn't exactly the kind type so rather than putting the older man out of his misery he was going to have some fun and add to it. The fact that Kyler remained defiant in the face of all of this intrigued him to a degree if he were being honest with himself, since most would have caved with the blade pressed against their flesh in such a manner, but his expression did not elude to this fact as he gazed at the other. After making his statement he sheathed the knife and then grabbed the chain that was attached to the collar that Kyler wore around his neck, giving it a tug and waiting to see if his slave was going to decide to cooperate with him. He made the comment about the whip, fully intending that Kyler would indeed get a taste of the lash, and when he heard the slight whimper that this elicited that got another smirk out of him. "Seems I've found something that intimidates you, that's good to know," he said in a conversational tone before he tugged at the chain one again, prompting an outburst from Kyler that caused his ears to perk forward as he gave the other a bit of an incredulous look.

That faded within a matter of moments as a slight gleam appeared in the younger prince's visible violet eye, Fury contemplating that for just a moment before he nodded his head and said, "Very well. It appears as though your first lesson will be held right here. Luckily we have accommodations for just such a thing considering punishments in front of the court are a commonplace occurrence around here." As he said that Fury gave a fierce tug of the chain, hard enough to no doubt knock Kyler off balance enough to allow him to be pulled over to one of the walls, Fury quickly spinning him around to face the wall and then clipping chains to the cuffs around his wrists and ankles, effectively binding him to the wall. "Guess now you know the point of your accessories," he said as he took the chain that was affixed to Kyler's collar and secured it as well, limiting his movements. Once he had the older prince secured in place Fury took the nail of his index finger and trailed it down his back, just shy of hard enough to break the skin. "You are going to regret your defiance, Pet," Fury told him, having decided in that moment that from this moment forth, until he decided otherwise, that was how he was going to refer to Kyler since he seemed so against the demeaning way he was being treated. Fury enjoyed a good head game from time to time after all. Stepping away from his new little toy he went to a secluded room off to the side where he acquired a couple of things and then made his way back to the spot where he'd left his slave hanging in suspense. Smirking to himself once again Fury moved to stand behind Kyler, knowing that with the way that he had secured the chain the older prince wouldn't be able to turn his head and that was going to make this that much more enjoyable for him. Setting aside a few of the things that he had retrieved Fury kept only the whip in hand, the young prince uncoiling it and then twirling it over his head with enough force that his defiant slave would actually be able to hear the noise that it made before Fury let the lash fly, snapping it near Kyler's right ear with a vicious 'crack'. Pulling the whip back he paused, wanting to see just how Kyler was going to react to the psychological torture before he started with the actual punishment that the fool had earned for himself with his defiance and failed attempt to attack him.

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Kyler came from a peaceful nation, where the royals were loved by the people and did not fear assassins coming for them in the dark of the night, or even the light of the day. So there was no real reason for Kyler to have learned to fight, and his lack of training had been his downfall today, as well as the arrogant belief that just because he was bigger and older he would be able to overpower the teenage prince of Illyria. He learned very quickly that his assumption had been wrong when he ended up forced back to his knees again, wincing as the bruises protested since he hadnt' exactly been pushed gently to his knees the last time and they'd bruised before. He tried not to show that it hurt though and just knelt rigidly there as the knife was pressed against his neck and tried his best to pretend that he was not afraid of it nor did he submit, the young man thinking at this point that all he had left was his pride and he'd be damned if Fury was going to take that away from him now. However, when Fury mentioned the whip he couldn't help whimpering slightly, that thought just scaring him, though he growled a moment later when Fury made his conversational comment about intimidating him. "You're a bastard" he snapped, letting his anger get the better of him for a moment on that one as his ears lay flatter against his head and his tail sped up its irritated thrashing about.

When Fury tugged his chain like he was a dog his pride once again flared and made him make another stupid decision that he was made to regret when Fury announced that he was going to have his 'first lesson' here, and when Fury added the bit about punishments being commonplace around here was ominous and actually made Kyler look a bit apprehensive despite his best attempts to hide it. He yelped in surprise when fury tugged the chain hard enough that he was thrown off balance and had to try and catch himself, giving Fury the opportunity to pull him over to the wall before he had the chance to stop it and he soon found his wrists and ankles secured to the wall. It all happened fast enough that he was too startled to resist but as soon as he realized the position he was in he snarled and struggled hard, trying his best to get free and severely bruising his wrists and ankles in the process, his snarling getting louder as Fury said that he knew the point of his accessories since he thought the words were just adding salt to the wound and he didnt' need that right now. He stilled when he felt Fury's claw on his back, afraid that the younger prince was going to scratch him open now and trying to brace for the pain but when that didnt' happen he was sort of relived, but growled again a moment later w hen he heard what Fury had to say, flushing at the 'pet' part of it. "I'm not your pet." he snapped, resuming his struggles as Fury left the room and had he known what the teen was up to he probably would have been even more freaked the he already was but he didnt' know so he just tried to fight off the panic and get away.

When Fury returned he tried to turn his head to look at the younger prince but he was unable to thanks tot he damn collar that was keeping him held in place so he did the only thing he could and followed Fury with his ears, the fluffy black appendages turning towards the boy and then turning back once Fury was behind him, trying to listen for what the other prince was doing so he might be able to guess what was coming. What he heard made a shiver go down his spine though and he whimpered slightly again when Fury twirled the whip and Kyler heard it whistling through the air with that familiar sound that he'd heard a handful of times in his life when someone did something warranting a whipping, which was rare in Moraisa. He couldn't see the whip flying towards him of course so when it snapped loudly beside his right ear he yelped and jerked hard in reaction, startled by that one since he hadn't been expecting it and when Fury pulled it back to him Kyler started shaking ever so slightly, slight enough that Fury shouldn't be able to see it unless he was paying close attention but Kyler was seriously freaked out right now and unable to totally hide that. He wanted to plead for Fury to not do it but his pride woudln't allow him to drop himself that low, and he was determined that after everything else that Fury had taken from him the young fox was not going to take Kylers pride so he just stood there, bound to the wall and shaking slightly, and waited for the torture he was expecting to begin though his ears did pin back again but this time it was not anger it was submission, Kyler just wasn't aware that he was doing it nor was he aware that his tail had curled slightly between his legs in a sign of submission, his instincts trying to protect him even as his brain was telling him to fight.

[CleverFox]

It would no doubt come as a shock to Kyler but the royals of Illyria were actually just as respected as those from any other country and weren't the tyrannical rulers that they were sometimes rumored to be. Their hostilities were more geared toward those they saw as enemies and those that stood in the way of the advancement of their empire so they were ruthless in battle and waged war quite frequently but when it came to the actual ruling of their kingdom the King and even Prince Tristan himself were fair if not overly kind. This was simply a good policy to have when dealing with people since it decreased the chance of internal conflict, so it wasn't done out of the goodness of their hearts but more as a self preservation type of thing. Not that Fury was thinking about any of this at the moment, the teen prince more focused on what he was currently doing and that was fighting with a slave who was very reluctant to embrace his new lot in life. Not that he cared much since that just meant that he would have more fun in the 'training' phase of their newly formed relationship. After taunting Kyler he made the threat of the whip and when that earned a whimper from the older fox that got a smirk from Fury himself, as well as a conversational comment that seemed to irritate Kyler. "Really think that it is wise to call me something like that in your current position?" he asked in a calm tone of voice as he gazed at Kyler intently. "And the legitimacy of my parentage has no bearing on your current situation." Of course he knew that Kyler hadn't meant that derogatory comment in the literal sense of the word however he couldn't resist taunting him in this moment since it was just in his nature.

After that conversation Fury tried to relocate them to another part of the palace but when Kyler decided to be difficult about that one too the younger prince made the choice that he could just start things off here, fully expecting that once it was over Kyler would be more cooperative. The yelp that he earned when he tugged the other man's collar amused Fury but he was occupied for the moment and didn't give it much thought, the Illyrian prince forcing his new slave over to the wall where he used chains clipped to the cuffs around Kyler's wrists and ankles to secure him there facing the wall. He then attached the chain on the collar to a ring in the wall, thus assuring that Kyler wasn't going to be able to turn his head to see what was going on around him, which would add to the psychological aspect of this little 'lesson'. Once he had his new plaything in place Fury traced a claw down his spine, noticing the way that he immediately stilled his attempts to pull free from the binds that were holding him more than secure. "Oh but you are my pet," Fury told him in a low and almost purring tone of voice that still managed to have that ominous cold quality to it. "The sooner you learn that, the better off you are going to be Pet." His tail idly swished back and forth as he stood behind Kyler for a few moments longer, seeing if he was going to say anything to further make his situation worse.

He left the room after a few moments, hearing the way that Kyler once again started to struggle but not concerned since the leather bands he was wearing were thick so it was unlikely that he was going to be able to get away. After retrieving a few things he returned to the room where he had left his slave shackled to the wall and he noticed the way that Kyler was following his movements with his ears, the teen picking up on the subtle shifting and assuming that the older man was trying to figure out what he was doing. Figuring that he'd help him out with that Fury uncoiled the whip he was holding in his hand and twirled it in the air a few times before letting it fly and snapping it right beside Kyler's ear, a smirk once again playing across his face as Kyler yelped and jerked away from the lash. Fury had seen this enough to know that it was a powerful weapon and could sometimes reduce weaker men to tears without the lash ever touching their skin. He was not expecting for Kyler to be one of those men if only because he seemed to have a fair deal of stubborn pride. Not surprising given his station and rather amusing for Fury, the prince's amusement growing as he noticed the submissive body language that Kyler was now displaying. Stepping forward he approached Kyler and draped the lash of the whip over the young man's shoulder, pulling it slowly over his shoulder and allowing it to slide down his back before he stepped back without a word and once again twirled the whip in the air, letting it fly again and this time crack above Kyler's head.

The third time that he allowed the lash to fly through the air Fury actually brought it into contact with Kyler's skin, the lash striking him across the back and leaving an angry red welt in its wake though Fury was actually careful to keep it from breaking the skin which it could easily do if he so chose. Wondering how his new pet was going to react to this he paused the punishment once again, his dark ears pricked forward so that he could hear even the most minute sounds that were being made, such as the slight rattling of the chains from before, which he had picked up on but more or less ignored.

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If someone had told Kyler that the young prince was just as respected by his people as Kyler himself was by his own he would have laughed in their face, his opinion of Fury in that moment not really able to get lower, of course that was because he was biased. He wouldn't think that Fury knew how to do anything but hurt people, but of course he was going to be stuck with the man for quite a while now unless he could get away so he was going to have plenty of opportunities to see Fury's better side, even if it wouldn't be directed at him. For now he was just trying to deal with his situation, and since he was beyond stressed and frustrated right now he ended up making mistake after mistake, adding to his list by calling the man a bastard and he tensed when Fury calmly asked if it was a good idea, not sure if there was a threat in the princes voice or not so he decided to hold his tongue and not make his situation worse for now. He rolled his eyes when Fury took his bastard comment literally but decided not to say anything, not that he was given much chance anyway since Fury tried to get him to follow along and then chained him to a wall when he resisted. He tensed when Fury ran his claw down his back, scared that the younger kitsune was going to slice his skin or something but he couldn't help tossing out the comment about not being a pet and he growled loudly when Fury purred out those rather ominous words and he wanted to toss out a 'go fuck yourself' when Fury added that he'd be better off learning it quickly but since Kyler really wasn't an idiot he bit back that urge.

After that Fury went to get some things and Kyler really wished that he could see what the younger man was doing but the way he was restrained made that impossible and that just made the anticipation even worse and made his fear grow stronger even though he was trying hard to resist giving into that. He lost that resolve when Fury waved the whip around and snapped it by his ear, startling him pretty badly and making him yelp and jerk against his binds though a moment later he felt weak for reacting like that and it annoyed the hell out of him. After that his body language became submissive even though Kyler didn't realize it and he would have been very annoyed to know that Fury was amused by it and that probably would have made him defiantly force his posture back to the rigid anger from before. The second crack of the whip made him jump again but he manged not to vocalize, though his slight shaking became a bit worse as he started to seriously freak out about when the lash would actually land, Fury's psychological torture working better than the man probably anticipated and making Kyler really wish he had just walked where the damn prince wanted him to go and saved himself from this. The third lash of the whip finally landed on his back and he jerked hard and nearly screamed in response, the young man having rarely gotten physically punished by his father in his life so he just had a really low pain tolerance, so even though the whip hadn't drawn blood it still got a near scream out of Kyler and his tail curled the rest of the way between his legs as he whimpered and waited for the rest of what Fury was going to give him, his hands clenching into fists as he tried to brace himself for the pain.

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Fury's reputation came mainly from what others knew of him and was carefully cultivated to portray him in a poor light thus making him all the more intimidating to his enemies, which worked in his favor more often than not as was obvious by the fact that he had been given the second born prince of Morasia as a so called peace offering. If he were being completely honest with himself he was actually offended on Kyler's behalf that the older male's father had so easily given him up when it was demanded since in Illyria kits were valued above everything else so while his father had been tough on him and had forced him to engage in battle training that was harsh by any standards Fury knew that the man never would have handed him over to an enemy even if he weren't the crown prince and heir. So the fact that Kyler's father had been able to pretty much put him as low as it was possible to get in Fury's opinion and the young prince wasn't completely sure even now that he wasn't going to return to that kingdom at some point, peace offering or not. For the moment he wasn't thinking about that and was instead focused on punishing his new 'pet' for his rather foolish decisions since arriving in Illyria. So he retrieved the whip as well as a few other 'toys' and then returned to Kyler, having some fun with him via psychological torture before he actually allowed the third lash to land against the older fox's back. He had expected for a reaction but the one that he got was more than what he had been looking for since the ones that he had witnessed punished in this manner were always hardened men who could hold out against lashes that were much harder for an extended period of time before they would give in to the pain and vocalize. Of course since his upbringing had been different than Kyler's he was unaware of the fact that the older prince was unaccustomed to physical punishment or else his near scream of pain might have made more sense to him. Fury himself had a very high threshold to pain but that was a moot point since currently Kyler was unable to inflict any on him. Twirling the whip over his head once again Fury let it fly and crossed the welt that already decorated Kyler's back, creating an 'X' pattern across the young man's back. The angry red marks stood out against his otherwise unmarred flesh in a way that Fury found pleasing to say the very least.

"So Pet, are you starting to regret your decision not to follow me?" Fury asked as he once again delivered a lash to Kyler's skin, the younger prince quickly doubling the marks that were there so that there were two side by side which looked like overlapping Xs. Delivering a fifth right down the middle of his back, and showing that he had rather impressive control of the lash, Fury decided that five was enough with the whip for now. Setting that aside he walked over and traced Kyler's jawline with the tip of one of his fingers, Fury then gripping his new pet by the child and turning his head slightly so that he could gaze into the other's eyes. The eyes really were the windows to the soul and showed emotion that even the most stoic of people could conceal from their features. His own violet eye held mixed feelings as he gazed at Kyler but the one thing that was undeniably clear was the fact that he was enjoying himself right now. Fury had a definite sadistic streak and so the sight and sound of Kyler's pain was pleasing to him, the fox's ears erect and his tail once again swishing idly back and forth as though he hadn't a care in the world.