Date: Tue, 6 Jun 2023 11:43:42 +0100 (BST)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 144d

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I leant back, his mouth and tongue working on my cock. After a few moments,
he looked up at me, my soft dick hanging heavily over the side of his
hand. "Am I doing something wrong?"

What the fuck. I moved back, pulling my cock from his hand, and stuffed it
back into my trousers.

"Duke."

"You had better not tell anyone about this."

Albert looked at me, confusion written all over his face. I pushed past
him, still on his knees, and reached for the door.

"Duke, it's okay. It happens to us all..."

I glared at him and left, slamming the door behind me. Muttering, "Happens
to us all... Well. it doesn't happen to me."

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Operation Pied Piper – Part 144d –

Part 144d minor characters making an appearance:

Mark Edwards – was a captain in the Regular British Army. New member of
the security team.

David Tait – was a Metropolitan Police Chief Inspector. New member of
the security team.

Andrei – Was Forts and Davy's Russian Chauffeur. New member of the
security team.

Robert Meisner – (Robert) Dima's partner 27yrs old Cambridge graduate,
specialising in Russian language and culture.

**


Dima takes up the story the following morning

"Finished, finally!" Robert stretched back in his chair and then stood, and
he gave me a kiss.

Carefully, he removed the final typed page from the typewriter and handed
me all the copies of the two announcements that had been agreed to at the
meeting last night. He looked exhausted. We both hadn't got to bed yet and
now it was nearly time for us to meet Forts once more.

I took him in my arms and kissed him back, "Thank you. Are you okay?"

Robert chuckled, "Well, that depends if I look as tired as you."

We both laughed. "I have a funny feeling you do." Robert smiled and nodded,
his arm tight round my waist.

I quickly scanned through the two typed sheets for Athol. Basically, one
was an announcement to all the pupils, a new anti-bullying initiative. This
stated quite categorically that no boy should feel forced or be bullied
into doing anything that they didn't want to, especially sexually. It
clearly pointed out that if any boy felt that he was subject to such abuse,
they were to speak immediately to either Athol or Davy. Additionally, any
boy who engaged in such bullying would be immediately expelled. The second
sheet was to be delivered to all the staff at Castle Fraser afterwards. It
was the same as Forts would be delivering to all the employees at Pittodrie
House. I nodded to myself and folded the paper into an envelope and sealed
it, hiding the contents from prying eyes. I would give it to Davy to take
over to the Castle when he left for work.

I picked up the speech for Forts to read and began to read through it. The
meeting last night had frequently become heated as we all discussed and
argued over the definition of words, and worse the meaning when translated
into Russian from English. Robert had sat armed with two large
dictionaries, one the Full Oxford English, the other, a Russian to
English. As always, the nuances of the English language, which possessed so
many words with the same or just slightly different meanings held no
parallel in the Russian language, which tends to be more black or white
with its meanings.

Robert stood, his arm still round my waist as I finished reading. "Is it
all okay?"

I nodded, "Excellent, well done you."

He smiled, and I kissed him. We broke part, "Now I think we had both better
shower and get ready, we have to meet Forts in an hour."

Robert winked, "We had better shower together then."

*

Now anyone would have thought we would have made our way wearily through to
the bedroom, but none of it. Instead, we made a mad dash into our bedroom,
both giggling like schoolboys. Robert undid his shirt's top buttons and
then began to pull it off over his head as he raced to get into the shower
first. You guessed it; he hadn't undone enough of the neck buttons or the
sleeve ones, and now he was writhing about like a demented amoeba with his
shirt over his head, his arms trapped in the sleeves, totally stuck.

"Dima! Help me."

I was too busy laughing and instead pushed him back onto the bed, me
giggling as he continued to struggle with his shirt. I grasped at his belt
and undid it, then his trousers as he squirmed, laughing.

"Stop! Stop... I haven't said yes yet."

I paused, "Oh well, I will leave you to it then." I stepped back grinning,
something he couldn't see with his face covered by the inside out shirt
material.

I had to control myself as he stopped squirming, appearing to listen, his
head jerked about. "Dima? Dima, are you there? I'm stuck... Dima, DIMA!
help me. I know you're still there." He listened again. "Dima, this is not
funny."

His wiggling got worse. A side effect was that his trousers started to come
down. I had to laugh, unable to control myself anymore. I reached for the
bottom of the legs of his trouser and pulled them completely off. Robert
shrieked. "Dima, help me get this bloody shirt off!"

I chuckled, "Pants first." I grabbed the waistband of his underwear and
pulled them down and off him too, tossing them towards his trousers. Robert
was laughing now, too. I knelt before him and placed a firm hand on each
knee, eased them apart. I pushed my face into Robert's groin, rubbing my
face from side to side. Robert shrieked and squirmed to get away.

"Dima... Dima..." I could tell from his voice he was killing himself
laughing.

I breathed in the maleness of my partner. Twenty-four hours without a
shower or bath and Robert smelled delicious. Something clicked inside my
head, stimulating me to want more. His cock was rising quickly, firming to
its full five and a half inches. The foreskin retracting as he grew hard,
exposing the tip of the glans and cocklips. I licked up its length and
allowed it to slip into my mouth. I pushed down the remaining foreskin off
the glans fulling exposing the small plum to my eager tongue. Robert had
stopped struggling and instead was gasping and moaning gently. He tried to
grip my head, but his trapped arms were limiting his movement. "Dima, help
me get his shirt off."

I chuckled. "Oh, I think it is good, just like that."

"Oh, please Dima." He gasped again as I sucked on his cockhead and slipped
my tongue under the ridge of his glans.

I dropped a hand to my own belt buckle and undid it. The buckle clanged to
the floor as I pulled it free from my waistband. Robert was thrusting his
hips upward, his cock now fucking the warm wetness of my mouth. I popped
the buttons on my trousers and pushed them down with my underwear. My cock
was hard now, too. It sprung out and slapped hard against my treasure
trail.

I shuffled forward, my hands firmly tilting and pushing Robert's thighs up
and back, exposing his taint and a fleeting glimpse of his rosebud.

He groaned again as my tongue pushed in between his balls and his thigh. I
breathed and licked, coating my tongue and smell sensors with all he had to
offer. Another groan, his cock throbbed and belched out a blob of precum. I
licked my lips and then licked it away.

"Dima, please. Uuurgghh."

I was too far gone to stop now. I pushed my tongue deeper, wrapping it
under his crinkly balls sac, destination his taint and that beautiful
rose. He gasped and raised his hips slightly as my tongue reached his
smooth taint. His balls rolled in their soft purse across my nose as the
tip of my tongue finally registered the delicate ridges of his opening
rosebud. Teasing him, I circled with my tongue, slicking his hole, working
it open, to groans and his body squirming.

Hungrily, I buried my tongue in to him tasting the day's sweat and musk
around his hole, pushing my tongue deeper for more. Robert was squirming
above me, groaning, his cock a ridged piece of steel, proudly pointed
skywards, glistening with precum.

"Dima, please... please, fuck me."

How could I refuse? I pulled my tongue from his hole, glancing round for
some lube. Luckily, one of the bottles of 'Corn Huskers' lotion was only a
stretch away. I reached for it with one hand, the other was working my cock
shaft, milking it hard, forcing my precum out over my throbbing bellend. My
fingers toyed with it before they slipped and slid over the taut glans
skin, evenly coating me with my own lube.

I flipped open the Corn Huskers and poured some into my hand, then coated
the rest of my shaft liberally. "Ready?"

Comically, Robert's head, still covered with the shirt, turned from side to
side expectantly. "Aren't you going to take this off me?"

"No, I don't think I will." I chuckled again. "My hands are all covered in
lube anyway..."

"Dima! Mmmmmm."

His voice broke, and a moan replaced it as my cockhead pushed in to him
past his sphincter.

I steadied myself. My cock enjoying the warm tightness of his hole. I leant
forward, pushing more of my shaft into him. More groans, "Oh Dima,
please..."

I gripped his hips and pulled him back on to me. I was soon balls deep
inside him. I paused, waiting for a signal to continue. His covered head
turned towards me again. "You haven't finished, have you?"

I laughed, this was no good. I needed to see his eyes. I gripped the shirt
and pulled it apart, sending buttons flying off in all directions, and then
there he was grinning at me. He winked, "That's better. Now kiss me, you
big Russian hunk!"

Holding myself deep inside him, I leant forward and our lips met. Our
tongues pushing into each other's welcoming mouths fractions of a second
later.

I rolled my hips forward, pushing myself even deeper before easing back, my
flared glans coming to a halt as they contacted his sphincter. I thrust
back in. Robert groaned into my mouth. I was sure I could feel his man nut
as I pushed home. I pulled back and pushed my flared bellend back over it,
Robert moaned again, raising his hips.

"I am going to cum if you keep doing that." He gasped, his eyes totally
focused on mine.

"I think that is the intention, don't you?"

Robert grinned. I took hold of his iron shaft and began pumping his
foreskin up and down as my hips slammed home, my rock-hard shaft repeatedly
into him.

"Dima, shit, I'm coming."

I felt Roberts sphincter grip the base of my shaft as his cock began to
spasm, sending spurts of thick white cum into the air, where it hung
momentarily before splashing back down on to his hairless chest.

He let out a long, low moan. That set me off, my balls pulled tight to my
cock root, and I lost it. My legs tensed and my balls fired off the first
burst of cum. I felt it leaving my cocklips. I gasped, then a longer
heavier spurt burst forth. My knees gave way, and I fell forward on top of
Robert, my cock bucking and spewing out the contents of my balls deep into
him.

We kissed wildly, both of us now glistening with the shine of sweat. I
stroked his face, "You know how much I love you, don't you?"

He nodded and smiled. "I love you too."

The bedside clock tinged the hour. Our lovemaking had to sadly come to an
end. I kissed him again, "We had better get in the shower. We can't be late
for Forts."

*

Showered and dressed, Robert and I were about to make our way down to
Forts' and Davy's apartment. There was a knock on our door, it was
Davy. "Chaps sorry I am late, Forts wanted a bit of a stress relief before
I left." I glanced at Robert, I am sure we both blushed, Forts wasn't the
only one. I handed Davy the sealed envelope. He had forced a smile. "Dima,
look after him for me. He is taking all of this very badly. He needs you by
him, my friend."

Davy glanced at Robert. "You too, and thank you, Robert, for all you have
done."

Robert smiled and gave Davy a kiss on the cheek. "I know it is the funeral
tomorrow, but how about I arrange for you and Forts to spend the weekend
checking out Craigievar Castle? Just the two of you."

Davy broke into a broad smile. "That would be great. Not a word to Forts
though, I want to surprise him."

Robert nodded grinning, "Consider it done and mum's the word."

Robert never ceased to amaze me. Davy left us both looking a lot happier,
you would even say, with a spring in his step.

*

Once I arrived at their apartment, it was obvious Forts was still very
tense, despite his and Davy's destress session. In fact, if I am honest, we
all were. None of us had gotten much sleep last night.

"Good morning Dima, Robert. Are we all set?"

I nodded, "Yes, Forts. Everyone is assembling in the Ballroom downstairs."

He smiled, "Thank you. I wish Davy was here, but I know as a master at the
school his place is there... Dima, can I ask you to stand by me?"

"Certainly Forts."

He gave me a grateful smile. I glanced at my watch. It was fifteen minutes
to ten in the morning. Once more, it was a beautiful summer morning
outside, the early morning sun flooding the apartment with light. The
announcement was scheduled for ten o'clock on the dot.

Although not there, I knew that the entire school was being gathered in the
Great Hall at Castle Fraser. Athol was going to be speaking to the boys
with Davy by his side.

"Prince, we should probably head down to the ballroom."

Forts was standing looking out of the window, Radost and Nadya, doing what
puppies do and having a bit of rough and tumble. As Forts turned and moved
towards me, both pups decided it would be far more fun to play with the hem
of his trousers.

Forts bent down to them, "Now you two can't come." He stood, "Marcus." Now
normally the door to the butler's pantry would have opened straight
away. But this time, nothing. Forts glanced at me and then back at the
door. "Marcus... Anyone?"

Forts stood. He picked up both of the pups, one under each arm. "Is there
anyone there?"

The door burst open, and a flustered Albert stood before us. "Sorry I was
cleaning."

Forts smiled, "That's okay, I thought Marcus was on duty today after his
day off yesterday?"

Albert visibly swallowed, then sounded evasive. "Err, Marcus... isn't
feeling very well... sir."

Forts' expression changed to one of concern. "Is he okay? Where is Denis?"

Albert glanced nervously at me and then back at Forts. "He is in his room,
sir. I think."

"What's wrong with him?"

Albert shuffled, "I don't think he is feeling well, sir."

"What, both of them? Have they caught something?"

"I don't think it is that kind of feeling unwell, sir."

I glanced at my watch. "Forts, we have to be going if you want to speak at
the same time as Athol."

Albert spoke again, "Forts, I am supposed to be going to the Ballroom too,
Robert said no exceptions."

Forts nodded. "Albert, sorry, but can you take the pups. I have to make
this announcement and then I will be back. Can you tell Denis and Marcus I
want to see all three of you when I get back?" Forts paused, "I don't
suppose they will be in the Ballroom either."

Albert nodded, and mumbled, "No." He waited a second and then continued, "I
will take the pups." Forts put down Radost and Nadya. Albert took hold of
both of their collars. Forts nodded, "Thank you Albert."

Forts and I headed out into the corridor. Darius rose from the seat by the
door and joined us. Forts turned to him, "Are Tobias and Duke in the
Ballroom?"

Darius nodded, "They should be, Forts."

"Good!"

*

The Ballroom fell silent as we entered and made our way to the small dais
which had been erected. The three of us mounted it, Darius moved silently
behind Forts. Leaving the two of us to look out at the sea of faces before
us. It comprised all the estate workers and the staff and pupils of the
further education section. At the front stood Harding, Van Cusen,
Alexandra, Sergey, Count Samara, James, Chris, Jeremy, Will, George, Robin,
Tobias, Duke, Andrei, and all the footmen and kitchen staff.

Perhaps I should mention here that Jeremy, Will, and George had all offered
their resignations at the meeting last night. Rightly, Forts and Davy had
refused to accept any of them.

Forts stepped forward and cleared his throat. He glanced at his
watch. Robert stepped up and handed him the sheet of paper he was going to
read from. The room was now totally silent, you could have heard that
proverbial pin drop. I don't think anyone not in the know had the slightest
idea what this was going to be about.

Forts was listened to in silence. I glanced at the faces watching him,
trying to see if I could discern anyone with a problem with what they were
hearing.

"So, in closing and to reiterate, no one should or will be subjected to any
form of sexual bullying, or coerced into any form of sexual activity that
they do not consent to take part in. Any person undertaking this form of
bullying or coercion will be sacked. To make this absolutely clear, all
staff are required to sign the new employment contract agreeing to abide by
this rule in the next couple of days. Failure to do so will mean that your
services will be dispensed with immediately, no matter who you are. Castle
Fraser and Pittodrie House Estates will become a safer place to work and
live."

I wasn't expecting a round of applause exactly, but the continued silence
was unnerving. A lone voice, I couldn't see who it was, shouted out, "Isn't
making us sign new contracts or be fired a form of coercion too?"

Forts' neck flushed red, his jaw stiffened. I took a step forward. Forts
held out his hand, stopping me. "If anyone feels like that, you are only a
signature away from solving your issue with it. I expect your resignation,
whoever you are, later."

Another murmur rattled round the room. Forts marched off the stage,
followed by me and Darius. As we left, I heard Robert addressing the
group. He was informing them that the new contracts would be in his office
and he was available from now for anyone wishing to sign theirs.

As we exited the Ballroom Forts turned to me, "Who was it that shouted
out?"

"Sorry, Forts, I don't know. I didn't see them."

"Darius, did you?"

"No, sir."

Forts didn't say anything else, just headed up the stairs to his apartment.


**

Davy takes up the story

I was already excited. The idea of Forts and me being alone for even just a
weekend filled my heart with joy.

This wasn't to be my usual trip over to Castle Fraser in of the cars, all
the boys from the further education department were required to hear what
was said by Athol too, so today's trip over was to be in the school bus
with Andrei driving and Tobias following in one of the cars, to get the two
of them both back to Pittodrie in time for Forts speech.

On arrival, the pupils made their way into the Great Hall while I took the
envelope to Athol.

*

Athol let out a sigh. We had just left the Great Hall and returned to the
staffroom. "Now only the staff to tell here at the Castle."

We both knew that Forts' group was going to be very different from
ours. Athol had done an amazing job of explaining to all the boys about
what constituted bullying and consent and reinforced that no boy had to do
anything with anyone they didn't want to.

We had barely sat down when Athol's phone rang. "Son, how did it go?"

Athol turned to me and mouthed it's Forts.

"... Someone shouted out what? What did you do? ... No, that sounds
absolutely perfect to me Forts. I am just about to speak to all the staff
here, well, the Masters and the kitchen staff. Yes, Davy is here, I will
put him on to you."

Athol smiled and held out the phone to me. Forts told me what had happened,
and I had to agree with Athol, Forts had handled it well.

I was about to hang up, when Forts stopped me. "Davy, before you go, were
you aware of any problems between Denis and Marcus?"

"No, Forts. Why, what has happened? ... Well, now you mention it, I have
noticed that Marcus seemed to be rejecting any displays of affection shown
to him by Denis... It seemed to start after their holiday."

"Okay, well, I am going to be speaking to them in a minute, so I will let
you know. Then, after lunch, I promised to take Alexandra and Sergey to
view Croft House."

"Okay, you can tell me how it went later. Love you."

"I love you too."


*

Forts takes up the story

I put down the phone to Davy, just as Dima, and Robert came into the
room. Robert was clutching a buff folder containing papers, across the top
was typed 'Employment Contracts'.

Dima smiled, "Forts, Robert has brought the contracts you requested."

"Good, thank you Robert. Please take a seat. Dima, if you could stay too."

"Certainly Forts."

I pulled the call bell and moments later, the door opened and Albert came
in. "Forts you called for me?"

"Yes Albert, can you ask Darius, Tobias, and Duke to come in now, please?"

"Yes, Forts, the other two new security guys have just arrived. Do you want
me to bring them in too?"

"Have they? I had completely forgotten about them."

Dima stepped forward, "Sorry Forts, I meant to remind you, but what with
everything going on."

I shook my head, "Dima, it is not a problem. I take it that Robert has
sufficient copies of the new contract?"

Robert looked up, "Yes, plenty."

"Excellent. In that case, Albert, can you bring them all in? Can you also
ask Marcus and Denis to be available after I finish with Darius and the
security chaps?"

Albert nodded and left. "Dima, do you have the lapel insignias for the two
new chaps, oh and Andrei too, and not forgetting the new one for Darius?"

Dima dug into his pocket, nodding, and pulled out a small black box. He
opened it and handed it to me. "Forts, I understood that Andrei would be
getting Darius' old one."

I nodded, "Yes, that's right. Sorry I forgot."

There was a gentle tap on the door. Dima and I stood as the door
opened. Darius came in first, leading the five other security chaps into
the room. Duke, Tobias, Andrei, David Tait and Mark Edwards. They formed a
line in front of the desk. I walked round and greeted them all
individually, shaking hands with each in turn.

"David and Mark, welcome to Pittodrie House. I am sorry that our first
meeting has to be this one." I returned to stand with Dima. "Gentlemen,
Prince Dimitri Chikenoff, my closest friend and most trusted advisor, is
going to explain to those of you who missed my speech this morning the new
employment contracts I require you all to sign... Dima."

Dima nodded and picked up one of the blank contracts. "... And that is it
in a nutshell... So, gentlemen, it is now a condition of employment here
that everyone signs the new contract. His Imperial Highness will give you a
few minutes to read through them and then invite you to sign them or offer
your resignation, which will be accepted."

I waited until Dima had finished, my eyes constantly scanning the six faces
before me for any reaction. I saw the corner of Duke's mouth rise, it
quickly turned into a smirk. He cleared his throat, "Prince, surely forcing
us to sign a new contract or be sacked must count as a form of coercion."

Dima's neck flushed red, I was sure he was going to explode. I took his
arm. "Duke." I gave him a wry smile. "Well, at least I now know who it was
who shouted out in the Ballroom."

Duke smiled and cocked his head in acknowledgement. "And there was me
thinking I had disguised my voice."

Dima's body weight visibly shifted. I gripped his sleeve tighter.

"Duke, I can always rely on you." Again, he nodded, a sly smile on his
face.

"Prince!" Dima snapped.

"Dima, please." I winked at my friend, trying to keep him from exploding.

"Well, I am happy to sign!" It was Darius, he stepped towards
Robert. Robert handed him his new contract, Darius signed.

"I am happy to sign too." It was Tobias. He stepped towards Robert, quickly
followed by Andrei, then David and Mark.

Mark smiled, "I haven't come all this way to go back now." I nodded and
once more felt Dima tense. If anyone was going to refuse to sign, I know
Dima hoped it would be him. That left Duke still standing, his eyes totally
fixed on mine. I held his stare. He broke it first and turned to
Dima. "Prince, perhaps you can help me with the dichotomy of either signing
or being sacked? Surely you can see the veiled threat."

I stepped forward, before Dima had an aneurysm. "Duke, what can I say? Davy
and I don't want to lose you, but if you are unable to reconcile the
dichotomy, which I can see troubles you so deeply, you are, as I pointed
out in the Ballroom, only a signature from solving your problem either
way."

Duke began to grin, he nodded to me. "It will be my pleasure to sign
Forts. After all, we want Davy to win that shooting contest, don't we?"

Duke walked over to Robert and quickly signed the new contract.

"Gentlemen, now for the slightly nicer part of the meeting. Darius, please
remove your red dragon lapel pin." I opened the box Dima had handed me and
removed the new black dragon pin, which identified the wearer as head of
our security detail. I fixed it on to his lapel and shook his hand. He
seemed genuinely moved. He stood to attention and bowed his head. "Thank
you, Your Imperial Highness. I won't let you or Davy down."

I nodded. "That only leaves me to present the three new members of the team
with theirs. Andrei, please step forward."

Andrei nodded, I attached the pin to his lapel. "Pozdravlja. Spasibo."

Darius looked at Dima. Dima smiled, "Forts said, congratulations and thank
you."

I turned to David Tait and Mark Edwards and attached a red dragon pin to
each of their lapels, and then shook their hands warmly and welcomed them
both to the team.

With impeccable timing as always, Albert came into the room with a tray and
nine glasses of Champagne. He offered one to each of us. I raised my glass
and welcomed my security team.

"And long life... Well, we hope so." It was Duke.

I had to smile, "Let's hope so." With the drinks all consumed, I spoke
again. "Gentlemen, I am sorry to bring this to a close, but I have other
people to speak to. I am sure you understand."

Darius nodded and turned for the door. The others except for Duke followed
him. At the door Duke stopped and turned towards me, he winked and nodded
his head. "Well done, Prince." And he left too.

As the door closed, I honestly thought Dima was going to spontaneously
combust. "Prince, why do you let him get away with it? Sack him, he is
goading you!"

I put my arm round him, "Dima, I don't think it is only me he is goading,
plus he is probably the chap I feel safest with when he is guarding me."

Dima didn't answer.

I turned to Robert, "Now what?"

"Albert, Denis, and Marcus, Forts."


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