Chapter 2

"Well you must admit, Duke Barma, that my technique was quite good," Break said, tapping his finger against his chin. "You were really enjoying it, ah?" He laughed an evil laugh.

"How dare you!" Rufus smacked him across the face with his hairbrush, first with the smooth side, next with the bristle side.

Break just smiled and sighed.

"That felt niii-ice!"

Rufus scowled, went over to his dresser and chose a different hairbrush, one that was less special to him. No sense ruining a good brush on this evil man. He strode over to Break and smacked him again repeatedly across the face with a large wooden paddle brush.

"We seem to have something in common," said Break, grinning. "We both enjoy hairbrushes…each in our own special way."

Liam stepped into the room just then and saw his lord hitting his friend's face.

"Please stop!" he jumped in front of Break to protect him, and Rufus smacked him on the forehead with the brush.

"If you're enjoying it, Kevin Regnard," said Rufus, sneering. "I won't do it anymore."

Break put his arms around Liam from behind and held him close. Liam gasped and put his hands on Break's arms, worried what his lord might think.

"Did you know, Rufus-sama, that Liam also enjoys the pleasure a good hairbrush can give?"

Rufus looked perplexed. "How can it be that I didn't know this?"

Break reached over to the dresser and selected a natural bristle brush with a bronze handle.

"Roll up your sleeves, Liam," requested Break.

Liam did so, and took a couple of deep breaths in nervous anticipation.

Break stroked his wrists, as well as the crease inside his elbows, with the bristle side of the brush, then said,

"If you take off his trousers, Rufus-sama, I can show you more."

Liam tried to protest, but he knew what was coming and how much he loved it.

His curiosity getting the better of him, Rufus hastily took off his servant's trousers.

"How do you know so much about my servant?" Rufus asked.

"Oh, I've taken the time to learn what he likes," said Break, running the bristle side of the brush up and down Liam's thighs. "Because I know the best way to make myself feel good is to make him feel good."

Liam quivered and moaned as the brush grazed the back of his knees, then the back of his thighs, then the front of his thighs...

"Let me try that," said Rufus, snatching the hairbrush from Break. He stroked and tickled Liam's body with the brush until his servant was half way to delirium.

"This is useful information," said Rufus thoughtfully. "Liam, would you brush my hair more often if we…did a bit of trade like this?"

Liam nodded, unable to think clearly past the present moment, and then reached up to touch Rufus' hair. His fingers combed through it with renewed enthusiasm, and he twisted his forelock around his finger until Rufus was sighing and nearly swooning. The two men fell onto the chaise lounge, with Rufus on top.

Break meanwhile, was standing back feeling a bit left out. His natural response was to do something that would annoy the other two. Seeing Liam nearly naked while Rufus was fully clothed seemed a disparity that he should try to remedy. So he started pulling Rufus' clothes off, hoping the Duke was too distracted to notice what he was doing. But as soon as Rufus felt Break trying to undo his trousers, he smacked him with a hairbrush.

"Ah, finally you're letting me play, too!" Break said, smiling widely. "Hit me again, Rufus-sama."

Soon, all three of them were frolicking on the lounge chair…Rufus smacking Break with a brush, Break tickling Liam with another brush, and Liam playing with Rufus's hair…all of them trying to pull each other's clothes off. It wasn't long before they were all nearly naked and sweaty, but then…

…came a knock at the door.

"Ruf dear? Can I come in?"

"Uh…just a moment, Cheryl…" Rufus hastily dressed while the other two climbed into the cabinet with their clothes half-on.

"Wait," hissed Rufus, just before Break and Liam closed the door. He put his finger up to his mouth, "This is a secret. Between us."

Liam nodded most seriously, while Break put his finger up to his mouth and grinned.

THE END

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Writer's Foot Note: I just have to say that after Ch 51 where Liam enjoyed being licked by Bandersnatch, I keep thinking he'd totally be into sensation play like I described in this story. And seeing the blissed out expression Break getson his face whenever Sharon beats him led me to the conclusion he's as much a masochist as a sadist. Add to these ideas the OPs notion that Rufus's hair could be an erogenous zone, and you get…something like this story.