His Sub 1

CHAPTER SIX

  Tom felt like he wasn't going to last a month as a slave but he was at least grateful someone was there for him now.
  Tom followed Adrian through the corridors head high he knew there was no use trying to change what people thought whispers spread throughout the hall as he passed.
  These whispers were undoubtedly about him, but could he do he hadn't even noticed the Manor had any servants, but he was stupid to think the big Manor cleaned itself every day.
"We have arrived," Adrian said quietly. His voice was barely above a whisper, but Tom could hear him seeing how close they were.
  Tom was too busy with his thoughts. He didn't even notice when they had arrived, but when Adrian spoke it quickly, Tom out of his thoughts.
"Behave," That was all Adrian said, but Tom knew it was an order.
  Tom nodded he didn't care if the man ordered him because, for once in his miserable life, he trusted someone and wasn't going to throw that all away.
  Knock knock, Adrian knocked softly as a majestic voice answered.
"You will be going inside alone as I am not allowed in the Young Master's room, except I'm reporting an important incident," Adrian said as Tom nodded in understanding.
  Tom deciding nor to keep his new master waiting for long went in, but what he saw made his pale face turn red.
"What are you doing here, you brat," Theodore said coldly.
"You told me to come here," Tom said as he brushed the blush away and glared at his supposed master.
  Why was Tom blushing, you ask? Well, if it might be for a fact that Theo sat at his window, sit in nothing but a bathrobe. Its sleeve lowered to his forearm as the rode reached his mid thigh.
   With the sleeves lowered, his chest was bare. His eight packed muscles were toned and detailed such in a way that even the goddess Aphrodite would be taken as a pig, his hair still wet, showing he had just taken a bath.
  Theo had leaned back, resting against the body of his couch. Just who was this guy that made Tom have a weird feeling in his chest.
"You still keep up that disrespectful tone," Theodore said. He was obviously annoyed, and Tom noticed it through his tone and face, but did he care? No, there was no way he gave a damn.
"Even if you are my master I won't bow to you with my own free will even if you kill me," Tom said, completely unbothered with his masters tone.
  Theodore scrubbed his face, but after a minute, he smirked, remembering the book his uncle had given him. Waving his hand, a book soared into it, making Tom impressed, but  he was still refusing, still adamant on being stubborn.
  Theodore casually opened the open book. Tom got ready in case the boy were to do something he tried to reach for his wand, seeing his boys smirk turn into a sadistic one, but he couldn't find it. Panicked searching all around his body, but he still couldn't find it.
"Looking for this," Theodore's annoyingly silky voice said.
  Tom looked up, Lo and behold his wand was there in Theodore's hand. Theodore was twirling the said wand in his left hand as he dropped the book in his right.
"I know you will not bow now, but when I'm down with you, you will be a perfect submissive around me. Now let's begin," Theodore said, smiling coldly.
"I'll never submit to the likes of you," Tom said.
"It best to be obedient now so we can avoid pain," Theodore said
"I stand by my word on what I said," Tom said.
"Oh well, don't say I didn't warn you," Theodore said, grinning like a chesire cat.
  Tom didn't know why he was smiling, but it felt dangerous. After some time, he understood why.
"Well, let's try this out, Kneel," Theodore said, and Tom felt a weight force him to his knees.