Mikey felt his aching muscles easing as he sat in the warm water. He'd had to wait until late in the night for the room to be empty, not wishing to suffer through the endless bullying and teasing that the other servants subjected him to.

Ever since he was a bought as a child he was treated different from the other slaves and servants. Originally they had been jealous that Karai had treated him so kindly, being a friend more than a servant until she grew old enough to understand that he was her property and nothing more. Karai outgrew him just like a child outgrowing their teddy bear or imaginary friend.

With a sigh Mikey started to clean himself, taking extra care to clear his Master's scent from his skin. Though the dark bruising blossoming on his shoulder would not be cleaned away so easily.

Saki's words hard hurt Michelangelo the worst though. Never had his Master or Mistress Karai threatened to get rid of him or sell him on to anyone else.

The thought had crossed his mind many times over the years to run away from the life he had here, but every time he had talked himself out of it.

Mikey had never really had any illusions as to what he was to Saki and Karai, he was there property. But the way Saki had spoken, the way he'd spoken about simply selling him off.

Taking a deep breath Mikey found he had started shaking again. He knew he was lucky. Some slaves he knew had it ten times worse than he did. But..........

But his thoughts were cut off as the door to the onsen opened.

Leonardo wasn't really paying attention as he stepped through the door. He had been a little lost without a guide once he had managed to shake Karai from him, telling her that he was retiring early when in fact he spent the time doing his evening training routine. 

Taken by surprise at the sight of the young slave bathing Leo coughed awkwardly, averting his eyes. "Sorry. I didn't realise that anyone was in here. I'll come back later."

Mikey bit his lip before slowly standing up. "N-no....it's....I was done."

Climbing out of the water Mikey stood awkwardly, very aware that he was completely naked in front of the warrior he'd been assigned to serve. Against his will he wondered; would Leo demand the same kinds of 'service' that Karai and Saki demanded from him.

Leo raised an eyeridge at the smaller turtle's words. It was very clear that he wasn't done, soap was still clinging to the young slave's skin.

"Why.......why don't we share? You can finish bathing and I can relax."

"I.if that is your wish... Master." Mikey's voice was still strained slightly from his punishment.

Despite what he'd said Mikey didn't move, instead waiting for Leo to undress and lower himself into the pool. Only then did he move, walking around the pool and lowering himself into the waters as far away from the sword Master as possible.

For several minutes they sat in awkward silence. The sounds of the water being the only thing that broke the otherwise painful emptiness of the bath. 

"I....." Mikey turned towards his temporary Master, ready to serve in any way Leo wanted. He watched as the larger turtle shifted a bit before continuing. "Can I.....ask you a few things about Saki?"

Mikey visually tensed at the question, knowing that saying the right thing was very important and worried that he would make a mistake. "O.of course Master." He kept his head bowed low. He also knew that Leo didn't like being called by his title, but Shredder had taught the Slave his lesson well.

Frowning and the way Mikey shifted, obviously uncomfortable Leo could not help but hate himself a little for putting Michelangelo into such a position. "Hey.......I won't ask anything that would get you into trouble. I promise. Ok?"

Mikey nodded. "Ok."

Taking a deep breath Leo began.
"Saki mentioned that he. Bought. You to play with Karai." He couldn't help the bite in his voice when he talked about a living thing like a possession, it felt wrong on his tongue. Though he tried to keep his anger in check so he didn't scare the poor slave. "How old were you? And what is your relationship with Karai now she is older."

Karai seemed to keep him close at least, and Saki had spoken like she still enjoying him around. So far he hadn't seen much evidence of this. His eyes did wander towards the dark bruising and frowned. It was very recent and very deep, but since Michelangelo had been wearing a tunic earlier he couldn't tell whether it had happened before he arrived or not.

Mikey bit his lip, struggling slight to come up with an answer. "I was.......5 when Master Saki bought me. He.....wanted someone to play with his daughter. Now......now that she's older........i'm just a normal slave to her. I cook, clean, and do......whatever she orders me to do. I......sometimes she punishes me......if i'm bad."

It took a moment before Leo could calm himself down from that answer, it was nothing he didn't know already about how a slave was treated, but it still angered him, especially learning that Mikey had been so young. 

"And do what kind of punishments does she gives you? What does she see as needing punishment?"

Mikey stood completely silent. That question was not as easy to answer. Not that he didn't know what displeased Karai but because what displeased her tended to be out of his control. "I......well.......when I....fail a task she gives me. Or....when I don't complete it fast enough."

Leo nodded and Mikey continued. "She......she beats me......or.....makes me clean until i'm exhausted.....or....."

Unconsciously Mikey shifted, his backside still rather sore from the previous night's abuses.

Once again Leos anger flared as Mikey admitted to being beaten, but there was something more that the Slave seemed to be leaving out.

"Or what?"

Leo frowned as he noticed the way Mikey kept shifting. He knew that it probably was linked to his limp, but he couldn't quite add up what else Karai would use as a punishment other than physical violence.

At the sound of Leonardo's growl Mikey felt his heart rate jump several beats. He was stuck, unable to answer Leo's questions without violating the orders Saki and Karai had given him. 

He did the only thing he could do. Dropping to his knees Mikey bowed his head as low as he could and spoke in apologetic a voice he could muster. "I'm sorry Master. Please forgive me."

Leo forced himself to try to stay calm, seeing that his anger was upsetting the slave. 

"Shhh, it's ok." He tried to reassure him. "You don't need to apologise for anything. And you don't have to refer to me as Master." He gently moved Mikey to sit near him instead of kneeling in the water infront of him.

Instantly Mikey recoiled shaking his head almost frantically. "N-no! I'm a slave you're my Master. Anything else is improper."

The way Mikey was looking at him, like he was expecting to be beaten when he'd done nothing wrong. Leo felt his teeth grind together, only able to hold his anger back because the slave looked at him with such fear.

"Shhh. It's ok. I'm not going to punish you. You haven't done anything wrong." He tried to assure the frantic turtle.

Despite Leo's word Mikey found he could not stop shaking. He knew he'd upset his Master. And a Master who was mad would punish him. Whimpering loudly Mikey struggled with what to do. He needed to appease Leo, needed to make his Master not be angry with him. 

Slowly he began to move. "P-p-please......i'm sorry. Let me.......i'll be good...."

He shifted forward, his hands moving to gently touch Leo's hips, before running a single finger over Leo's slit.

Leo's face dropped as his mind finally clicked what abuse the other had left out of his explanation. The poor turtle was abused sexually! And that thought only flared his anger further.

He gently moved Michelangelo away, trying not to scare him further, but not wanting him to continue with that. It wasn't that it didn't feel good, it was that he didn't need the turtle to act like that towards him.

"You. You don't have to do that with me. Michelangelo, you have done nothing wrong."

Michelangelo's response was only to whimper and move forward, his hands going to Leo's hips while he leaned in, his tongue coming out to brush against Leo's slit.

He knew it was a test. Some kind of trick so Leo could tell sake or Karai that he'd been good and had 'willingly' performed his duties.

Again he ran his tongue against the larger turtle's slit, a faint shudder and a soft moan telling him Leo liked the attention.

Again he licked Leo's slit, noting how Leo's pouch had become slightly swollen. This time as he licked Leos slit he moved, tilting his head to look up at his Master. "Its ok. Ill be a good slave. I promise."

It was wrong. Very wrong. But the way that tongue played across his slit, and those bright blue eyes staring up at him was melting his resolve.

Before he could bring himself to try and push the pleasurable feeling away, he found himself for dropping down, his organ bobbing half erect infront of the eager slaves face.

Leo wanted to stop this, it was wrong. But it just felt so good.

He was doing good. He whimpered slightly, feeling Leo's hand moving to touch the back of his head. He moved before Leo could force him, taking Leo's half erect organ into his mouth and throat. 

He felt Leo shudder a deep strangled purr escaping his Master's lips. He began to move pulling his head back before pushing it forward, making sure his tongue worshiped every inch of Leo's organ.

When he felt Leo's grip tighten slightly he began to move faster, working to bring his Master closer to his release.

He looked up and his Master nervously. His eyes scanning the way Leo's eyes had closed and he seemed to be trying to resist the pleasure.

Leo found that holding back his sounds were getting too hard for him, letting a loud churr as he felt himself getting close already from the obviously talented mouth.

He tapped at Mikey's head, trying to get him to pull back as he reached toward his peak. Knowing now that he wouldn't be able to pull him back when he was in this much pleasure.

Leo was very much not used to this kind of thing. The few times that he had sex, when his need was too great and he couldn't hold back anymore, it was slow and deliberate, both of them wanting it and taking their time to learn eachothers bodies and needs.

There was nothing in Michelangelo's eyes but the need to please and avoid a punishment. He didn't want this, he just felt that he needed to do it.

Leo had to close his eyes, not able to see that look when his body was reacting this way, he was so close to his release.

Mikey purred softly, adding the vibration to the mix of feelings his Master was experiencing. He felt Leo's cock swell and grow in his mouth.

He moved without Leo's action, engulfing Leo's entire cock down his throat. He ignored the urge to gag and choke instead focusing on rhythmically tightening and loosening his throat so as to keep Leo feeling good. A moment later Leo let out a loud rumbling churr, a single word slipping passed his lips.

"M-Mikey....."

A second later Leo came. His knees buckled and shook as wave after wave of unimaginable pleasure battered his body. Against his will he was moaning, each moan slipping past his lips and making him blush with how lewd it sounded.

All the while Michelangelo worked, swallowing every drop of Leo's seed while using every part of his body available to continue stimulating Leo's organ.
Leo's whole body was shaking slightly as he managed to pull himself together, eyes slowly opening to see how Michelangelo was cleaning him, working more like a machine than a lover. No this was not right.

Gently he pulled the slave away from his cock, forcing back a groan from the loss of stimulation while he pulled the slave to sit next to him. 

"Th.thank you." He took a moment to catch his breath before continuing, face flushed and still feeling the effects of his afterglow. "You, didn't have to do that though. I won't force you to do anything." He tried to assure the other.

Mikey whimpered softly. He wasn't done. Saki always demanded he clean his organ afterwards or else there would be more punishment. If Leo told Saki he'd stopped before it was clean....

Swallowing painfully Mikey spoke weakly. "Pl....please....I.....have to finish cleaning you.....if I don't....Master will be.......mad and..pun....punish me."

"I won't tell him." Leo promised, reluctant to let Michelangelo touch him incase he got excited again. It didn't feel fair for this to be so one sided. 

"We're in a bath. We'll both be clean by the time we retire." He hated the slight falter in his voice, but he couldn't help it, he hated that this poor turtle had been used and abused to the point that he felt he had to do this.

"It's ok Michelangelo. I promise that you won't get punished." He swore that he'd do anything in his power to try and save this slave from his abuse.

Michelangelo whimpered softly. He was supposed to finish, it was his job as a slave. But......if his Master didn't want him to finish....

"Is.....that an.....order?"

Leo sighed and rubbed his face, trying to think of what to say that the other would understand. 

"I'm not going to order you to do anything. Or punish you either. I want you to do things because you want to, not because you're scared that I'll beat you." 

It was breaking his heart to see the conflict in Mikey's eyes, how he felt that he needed to please him, like he didn't know any different. 

"You would feel better if I let you. Wouldn't you?" He realised with a sigh.

Mikey nodded slowly.

"Ye-yes......it's my duty as.......your slave.......p-please?"

He looked at his new Master, hoping he hadn't overstepped his place by making it a request.

With a soft reassuring smile Leo nodded. "Okay then." He didn't want to upset him by ordering him not to do what he thought he was here for.

He would slowly work on helping Mikey, but he knew that it wouldn't happen overnight. He would have to learn to make compromises.

Mikey nodded, swallowing slightly before sinking back into the water and returning to his spot between Leo's legs. Gently he worked, touching and massaging Leo's thighs while his tongue worked, gently lapping up the globs and smears of cum that still clung to his organ. Every now and then he'd look up at Leo, his eyes scanning his Master's face to make sure he was doing a good job.

Leo hated how the other was always looking for approval, but Leo would never punish him, it wasn't in his nature to treat others like that. 

His eyes were closed and apart from the soft moans he had silently let Michelangelo tend to him.

"You're doing so well." He praised, trying to make the slave relax a little more.

Mikey felt a small bit of heart grow in his cheeks in response to Leo's praise. He moved a little more, running his tongue along Leo's entire length.

He knew part of this was about cleaning his Master's cock. But another part was to extend his Master's pleasure for as long as possible.

Gently as Leo's cock became clean Mikey shifted. Moving from licking and cleaning to instead kissing and worshiping the length flesh instead. 

Again he looked up at his Master, trying to gauge if Leo was satisfied with the tender kisses and caresses he was received

Leo was surprised at how tender Mikey could be, for someone who had probably never experienced kindness himself.

His heart throbbed for the slave currently between his legs and he brought a hand up to gently rub against the back of his head. This turtle was doing things to his head he hadn't expected. "We should finish up. I   sure you must be tired."

It was late, and he could see that Mikey had been punished today. His long trip, the feast, and now what he'd shared here was taking its toll on him aswell.

Mikey looked up at his Master, slightly taken aback by the tender touch on the back of his head. "Y-yes Master."

Slowly Mikey stood up, but ignoring the fatigue he felt and instead moving to grab a large towel before moving to stand behind his Master with the towel spread wide as he waited for Leo to stand up.

When Leo did so Mikey began to work, wrapping Leo's arms in the towel before quickly drying them off before moving on to Leo's back and chest. And then his legs.

As soon as he was mostly dry Leo put his hand on Mikey's shoulder, stopping him and taking the towel.

Being as gentle as he could he returned the favour, drying the slave despite Mikey's wide eyes when he said that he shouldn't. 

"I'm not going to use you, like they do. I like to do some things myself." Leo explained, wanting Mikey to understand.

Mikey whimpered softly but remained still, allowing his Master to dry his body. If his Master wished to dry him off then that was his right to do so.

Once he was dry Mikey took the towel and dropped it into a hamper were the used towels went. Turning back to Leo Mikey spoke. "H-how may I serve you now Master?"

Leo sighed as he collected his gear. He hated being called Master, but he knew that Mikey wouldn't call him anything else.

"Do you have your own room, or do you usually stay with Karai?"

Mikey shifted nervously. "I.....I have my own room."

Leo noted the way Mikey stuttered. "Go to your room and gather your bedroll, then come to my room. I'd like you to stay with me for the duration of my visit."

Mikey nodded, waiting until he was sure he was being dismissed before leaving the room. 

No one had ever spoken or looked at him the way Leo did, and it was scary for him to not know what his Master's expected of him. He had only been in the others service for a few hours, but Leonardo hadn't ordered him to do anything other than get his bedroll and sleep in his quarters.

Nervously Mikey bowed before hurrying away from Leo and towards his bedroom. When he reached his door unconfronted he let out a small sigh of relief. Pushing open the door Mikey moved as fast as he could gathering up his sleeping matt and cheap pillow before moving to leave the room. But it was there that he froze, the sight of Karai in the doorway making him stop.

Karai looked down at her slave, her eyes narrowing as she found he was holding his bedroll and pillow. "What do you think you're doing slave?"

Mikey looked down at his armful of bedding and swallowed around the lump in his throat. "M.Master, Leonardo. Wanted me, to, stay i.in his quarters." He explained nervously.

Karai smiled, a cruel smirk that made Mikey's skin shudder. "Awwww. He must have a lot planned for you."

Swallowing nervously Mikey shifted as Karai continued. "I have a mission for you slave. At the end of each day you're to make up an excuse and then come find me. Then you're gonna tell me everything Leo and you did that day. Got it?"

Mikey swallowed and nodded. "Ye-yes mistress."

Karai smiled again. "I mean EVERYTHING slave."

Again Mikey nodded. "Y-yes....mistress."

Karai smirked. "Good. Now go."

Taking a deep breath Mikey moved passing by Karai who smacked his butt making him jump slightly in surprise.

Hurrying away from his room and Karai Mikey could not help but feel slightly relieved that Karai had not questioned him about today.

Mikey had set up his simple bed roll across the room from Leo's bed, curling up with his cheap pillow once he saw that the swordsman was getting ready for bed.

Leo saw how cheap and simple the Slaves bedding was in comparison to his, soft silks and the finest cotton. Feeling sorry for the little turtle he draped one of his own blankets over Mikey, waving away the others objections.

Lying awake Leo thought over everything that had happened that day. The council would indeed be interested to hear what he had learnt about Saki's kingdom. He had to admit, the Lord's chances seemed slim, and it was only his first day here.