Baby blue short stories

coming for me 3

PoV Will
"Undress.", Stanford told me.

I looked at him in fear. Then I started unbuttoning my shirt, sobbing again.

I guess I was to slow for his liking, because suddenly he removed my hands with a growl and undid the left over buttons.

He took my shirt and threw it to the floor. I blushed and tried to cover my chest.

Suddenly he slapped me.

"Are you stupid?! Undress!", he yelled.

I finished what had been started and took off every single piece of clothing, realizing he was doing the same. I moved backwards.

In my panic, I tried to reach a window. He was really quick and grabbed my arm.

"Where do you think you're going?!", he growled, pulling me against him. I breathed heavily.

"How badly do you want me to hurt you?" , the man then asked.

"N-not at all!", I sniffed.

"Alright. Do as you're told. Don't try to run from me ever again."

"Yes Sir.", I said shakily.

He pulled me to the bed.

His hands explored my body and I couldn't help but moan. Suddenly he bit down on my neck. I yelped.

Suddenly he threw me onto the mattress and then he was on top of me. Soon he was inside of me. I gripped onto the mattress.

It hurt. He wasn't careful or anything. He was just cruel.

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In the morning he left, but told me a slave what get me some clothes and get me to breakfast. 

The slave was a small man with grey hair. I took a shower, then put on the clothes he gave me.

I was shaking slightly.

"Oh dear, don't cry now. Let's get you something to eat, hm?", he suddenly said.

"O-okay.", I sniffed.

He led me to some kind of kitchen, where he told me to sit down with what looked like servants, but they were probably slaves. Was I a slave now?

Probably. I sat there quietly and waited.

Since I didn't have anymore hairties, my hair was open today.

The bowl from before put a plate in front of me, filled with some kind of porridge.

"You'll have to eat up.", he told me.

"What happens if I don't? I don't usually eat this much.", I told him.

He patted my shoulder. "The amount of food you eat is a decision master made. He wants you to gain some weight.", the slave told me.

"He would punish me if I didn't eat it, wouldn't he?", I asked nervously. The man gave me a nod.

"I forced myself to eat the whole bowl and it actually wasn't that bad.

"William, you have a doctors appointment in 20 minutes. I'll take you there and pick you up. Here's your schedule for today.", the man suddenly said, handing me a sheet.

"Who are you?", I asked blankly.

He chuckled.

"Fiddleford. ", he answered.