Project Baby Daddy

Chapter Four

⚠️ non-con mentioned in chapter ⚠️

Toby was untied, stripped of clothing, bathed, groomed, and put in only white briefs. He was bound but white fuzzy handcuffs and then pushed into a group with others, boys and girls, dressed in only white undergarments and bound.

Every so often they'd open a door and push a person though. Toby stayed quiet, he but a hand on his non-existed bump and tried to calm himself. It wasn't long before he was next to go through the door.

The door opened and a man pushed him through, inside he was behind a thin wall of glass and on the other side men in chairs all in suits with bidding paddles. One was raised and then others until a door on the other side opened and a woman motioned for him to come through. He hestitely did.  Once he reached the door, he was grabbed by the arm and taken to a different room, one with a man waiting.....the man that won him in the bidding.

"Hello little one." The man spoke as the woman left them in the room alone, "I'm your new master. Do you know what that means?"

Toby gulped, "No. I...please let me go. There's people looking for me. "

"They won't find you. You're mine now. And with that comes some rules if you want to be treated well. "

"Firstly, you may call me Master and only that. If I give an order, you will follow it, no questions asked. You will stay silent unless I ask you a question and-"

Toby covered his mouth, looking around and thankfully found a trashcan in the room to empty his guts into.

"The hell!? Are you ill?"

"I'm..." He debated telling the truth but decided not, "I have an undiagnosed condition."

He sighed, "damaged goods. I guess I'll have to take you to our doctor then. I've already paid for you. Regardless, you are still very pretty little one so I think I'll keep you.

Toby paled, the man would find out if they went to the doctor. God knows what would happen after that.

Master pulled clothes out of a backpack he had with him and gave them to Toby, "get dressed. We'll be taking you home to test you out. " He smirked.

Toby took the clothes, desperately trying not to cry. He had to figure out a way to free himself. He got dressed in the simple blue shirt and short he was given after Master unlocked the handcuffs. Then he was picked up and carried put to a car with tinted windows and put in the back.

Toby buckled himself in as Master got in the driver's seat. He started driving, "what's your name?"

"I don't feel comfortable giving-"

"Your name?!"

"T-Toby." He said scared. Toby was quaking.

"Relax Toby. It'll be better for you if you stay calm. "

They pulled into the garage of a rather lavish modern style home. Master got out of the car and carried inside a bedroom in the basement. There Master had a chain attached to the bed, he started to pull Toby's bottoms down and Toby protested, fighting back. He was overpowered quickly and Master held both arms above his head, "you won't escape me. Don't try to. "

Master stripped Toby down and chained his leg to the bolted down bed then proceeded spread his legs wide.

Toby was shaking, frozen in place, screaming in his head. Master had his way with Toby that night. It was rough and unpleasant. He couldn't remember what he was like with Nash but he knew he didn't feel so bad afterward.

Once it was over, he was left there; Master went upstairs leaving Toby in the room. 

It hurt to move but Toby got up and accessed his surroundings. He had a bed and a nightstand, both glued or bolted to the ground. Inside the nightstand was only condoms and sex toys like the cock ring that had been used on him. There was a door he could reach that led to a bathroom, he could reach the toilet and the sink but had a little trouble reaching the shower. There was a new toothbrush and toothpaste, a supply of toilet paper, a comb, and a few towels in the bathroom but nothing else.

Back inside the bedroom he noticed there was a board nailed to the wall above the bed, he guessed it went to a window. He sat on the bed, curled up and started crying.

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It had been nearly a month since Toby's disappearance and Nash had pulled every string his parents had to try and find Toby. He got on the news, there was an app to see if you spot him, the kidnappers, or the van that took him, neighborhood watches were looking for him, anything that could help. Meanwhile the police located a warehouse were the van had been spotted and found out it was used to sell people to the highest paying bidder, some "slaves" going for hundreds of thousands of dollars, even into the millions. They found Toby's clothes there in the garage out back.

Nash still had to live, going to school and gigs for his band- encouraged by his bandmates instead of sulking at home. His band grew more and more popular until they were playing night clubs in other cities even. He didn't care one bit, he was still searching for Toby.

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Two months had gone by since the party and Toby was still in that little basement room. Except now he had a very small bump and Master didn't like it so he was feeding Toby less. He decided not to take Toby to the doctors yet as he had his gun in the mooring, the sickness didn't really affect him.

Toby had a pug in him while Master was working and every so often it would go off. Toby had long sense realized their were cameras in the room. He also had a ring on that prevented him from climaxing and if either were ever taken off he'd get in trouble.

Toby sat on the bed at an angle, trying to get comfortable when the damned thing went off. It usually only lasted 3 seconds put this time it didn't turn off so fast. Toby bit his lip, whining and arching his back. He hated that his body was getting any pressure out of this situation. It continued and he started crying silently, huffing.

That's when Master came down the stairs. He grinned at the sight of Toby struggling, "does that feel good, baby? I can give you more... do you want release?"

"Y-yes!! Please! Offfff!" Toby begged. He whined and groaned, thrashing about. He knew if he even touched himself, he'd get punished.

The next hour was not fun for Toby, the plug came out yes but that just meant Master could pound into him, Toby screaming for release and never getting that satisfaction until the very end when Master held Toby on his lap and started kissing him all over.  If he showed sign of pulling away, he'd get slapped and pulled in again so he just let Master do as he pleased while he rested.

"You're so beautiful, Toby. Hearing your screams is a treat everyday. And I see your sickness is getting better. I guess you didn't need a doctor after all."

Toby closed his eyes and leaned on Master, his body was aching and sore and his heart was broken in two.

"You'll be with my forever, little one. Try to enjoy the rest of your time on earth. This is all its ever going to be for you. "

Toby tried not to listen to Master when he was speaking like this but this one made him choke up, starting to cry a little.

"You'll be okay. I'm taking good care of you, aren't i?......aren't i!?"

"Y-yes Master."