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The Divine Right of Kings	By : vinsmouse Category: G through L > Hardy Boys Series Views: 5917 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own the Hardy Boys, not making any money, just cheap thrills.

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Chapter 3

The punishment seemed, to Joe, as if it would never end. He was grateful when the blows finally stopped. Offering no resistance he let himself be pulled away from the table until he was once more standing. He was vaguely aware of the sound of his mother crying and though he didn’t blame her he couldn’t bring himself to look at her.

Expecting his hands to be tied once more Joe was surprised when Alex’s hand gently gripped his left arm. “Sir?” he quietly asked, voicing every bit of his confusion in the word.

“Come with me Joey,” Alex instructed as he led the boy from the room.

Laura and Frank exchanged worried glances as they watched Joe leave the room with blue eyes. The leering grin on Red’s face did nothing to quell their fears for the youngest Hardy.

Towering over the blond, Alex allowed a satisfied smile to play across his face. This one was proving to be the most fun he’d ever had. As he helped Joe to stretch out on the couch on his belly, the smirk was quickly replaced with regret and concern. “Stay there,” he ordered.

“Yes sir,” Joe whispered. He heard Alex’s footsteps as he moved up the stairs. Joe thought about making a run for it, or calling 911, but then he remembered the others tied up in the kitchen. If he did either of those things Alex and Red would likely hurt his family. He wasn’t worried about what they’d do to him, he was already hurt, but he hated the thought of anybody else getting hurt, particularly his mother.

Alex leisurely made his way to the second story and into the bathroom. It only took a quick search and he had found a first-aid kit. Retrieving it and wetting a wash cloth, he headed back down the stairs. He had purposely taken his time, giving Joe the chance to make a break for it or to call for help. It wasn’t enough time to succeed, just enough for the chance. Wondering where he would find the boy, he was gratified to see him still lying on the couch.

Alex knelt next to the couch. “Joey, I need to take your shirt off now,” he quietly told the boy. “Do you think you can sit up for a minute?”

“Yes sir,” Joe replied. With Alex’s help he was soon sitting up and his shirt, or what was left of it, was being removed.

“I thought I told you to call me Alex.”

“I’m sorry Alex, I forgot,” Joe apologized. He was afraid if he didn’t there would be more punishment.

“It’s alright Joey,” Alex assured him. “Okay, let’s get you lying down again and I’ll clean your back up some.”

“I don’t understand Alex. Why are you being so nice?”

Alex frowned. “You don’t want me to take care of you?”

Joe shivered at the steel in the man’s voice. “I didn’t mean that Alex. I’m just confused,” he admitted. The last thing he wanted was to make the man angry.

“I suppose that’s reasonable,” Alex conceded. “Come on now and lie down,” he said again. Helping Joe to find a somewhat comfortable position he went to work in cleaning and medicating his back. “It’s really very simple Joey. I feel guilty. It was my idea to make you the whipping boy. I admit I never dreamed I’d need to administer more than one punishment. Still I should have considered it. If I had I’m not sure I would have used the idea. I can’t go back on my word though. If I do that, your mother and brother won’t learn anything, don’t you agree?”

Joe thought it over. “I guess so.” He didn’t want to agree but he could see that what Alex said made a twisted sort of sense.

“The need to adhere to my word, however, doesn’t mean I can’t treat your wounds afterwards.”

“Thank you Alex,” Joe said sincerely grateful for the kindness.

“You’re very welcome pet,” Alex smiled sadly.

Joe frowned; the man’s words made him feel uncomfortable for some reason. “May I ask you something Alex?” he said as Alex pushed himself to his feet.

Alex squatted next to the couch once more. “What is it Joey?”

“Why didn’t you just treat me in the kitchen? I mean your partner could have kept an eye on me while you got the first-aid kit. Were you that sure I wouldn’t try to get help?” Joe winced, realizing belatedly that he might have gone too far. “I didn’t try Alex, I swear…”

“But you thought about it?” Alex asked, his voice deliberately laced with disappointment.

“Yes sir,” Joe reluctantly admitted. “I didn’t do anything though,” he fearfully added.

Alex chuckled. “Don’t worry Joey, I’m not going to punish you for what you thought about doing. To answer your question, I didn’t consider that you would try to escape. My only consideration was that you would be more comfortable on the couch and it would be easier to treat you if you were lying down. I didn’t think you’d want to lie on the kitchen table.” He nodded when Joe shuddered. “That’s what I thought. Any more questions pet?”

“No sir.” Joe was more confused than ever.

Alex pushed himself back to his feet. He didn’t waste any time in returning the kit to the bathroom, dropping the wash cloth in the hamper. When he returned to the living room he found Joe in the same spot he’d left him in. He smirked when he saw the boy sleeping. It certainly hadn’t taken the topical sedative long to work this time. Ignoring the boy for now he moved through the dining room to the kitchen door. Pushing the door open he glanced into the room. “Hey man bring those sandwiches into the living room.”

“What about them?” Red asked, nodding to their other captives.

“I’ve got them,” Alex replied. Moving into the kitchen he released them from the chairs, motioning for them to stand up. “Into the living room,” he coldly ordered.

No arguments were offered, though Frank did aim a glare towards their captors. They knew Joe was in the living room and they were all anxious to make sure he hadn’t been hurt any further. The surprise they felt when they saw the boy was impossible to mask.

Red smirked. “Have fun man?” he asked as he leered at the half naked boy sleeping on the couch.

Alex returned the smirk, licking his lips. “Don’t I always?”

“You sick bastard!” Frank growled, lunging in the brunette’s direction. A hand in his hair brought him up short.

Red forced the boy to the floor. “Can I play with Joey next?” He pretended to recoil at the glare Alex shot his way.

Alex bent down so that he could look Frank in the eye. “Is that what you want Frank? Do you want me to allow Red some playtime?” The boy could only shake his head, the horrified look on his face saying more than any words could. “Then I suggest you behave yourself. It’s only my compassionate nature that is preventing me from punishing Joe again for your disrespect. Next time I won’t be so lenient, do I make myself clear?”

Frank nodded.

“I can’t hear you boy,” Alex snapped.

“Yes sir, clear sir,” Frank managed through dry lips.

“Much better,” Alex praised. “Now you, all of you,” he added looking at Laura and Phil, “sit quietly and we won’t have any more trouble.” Picking up a sandwich, he moved to sit on the couch with Joe, the boy’s head almost touching his leg. “We need something to wash these down with,” he told his partner.

Understanding the implied order, Red went to the kitchen, returning in less than a minute with two cold sodas. Handing one to Alex, he moved to sit in a comfortable looking recliner. He smirked as Alex began to absently pet Joe’s hair while he ate his lunch. He could see the disgust and hatred on the faces of the boy’s family. A thrill of pleasure shot through him as he thought about the reactions that would occur later in the game.

TBC....

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A/N: The topical sedative is modeled on dmso which can not only penetrate the skin, it can also carry other drugs with it, such as morphine. As far as I know there is no actual topical sedative.
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