Do It For Him

11

Eddie woke that morning with a big smile on his face, he couldn't wait for his show or for Steve to be ready for him during backstage breaks. Steve groaned and turned over as he woke up, he was covered in bruises and bite marks, he didn't know what was happening. Then he realized he had been drugged.

"Morning sleepy head."

"Wait...Di..did something happen last night?"

"You were all over me," Eddie smiled. "You wanted to be used and abused, and you begged for those bruises."

"But..."

"You asked for this."

Steve looked Eddie up and down, he didn't believe that, but hell he could hardly remember a single thing about what happened to him. Then he remembered the line of coke Eddie did off of him.

"Can.. Can I ask you something sir?" Steve looked him up and down with uncertainty.

"What is it babe, we gotta get ready for the concert. There is a lot of set up we have to do before the actual show starts."

"Are... are you doing coke or did I.. did I dream that?"

"Coke, yes, smoke weed on occasion too. Why?"

Steve only nodded softly, Eddie's smile seemed far too dangerous for that to be the only thing he was thinking about with the question of drugs. "Speaking of which, how did you enjoy your sleep?"

"My head feels fuzzy."

"Here babe." Eddie grinned, handing him a mimosa. Steve drank it, and his head felt more fuzzy. "You're going to please me and my friends backstage okay?"

"Yes sir.."

"Maybe, just maybe honey if you behave for me I will give you a day to yourself. I'll even let you meet some of my VIP guests today. The world wants to see you."

Steve nodded softly, he didn't know what to do about any of this but he felt sick to his stomach. There was something really off and he couldn't figure it out. Eddie began to go through his bag of clothes and found himself his favorite outfit to wear on stage. Once he had his own outfit picked out he found a sexy but rock style outfit for Steve.

Steve grumbled as he put it on, Eddie did his best to do some makeup to hide most of the bites and all of the bruises. Steve shuttered as he ran a hand along his arm, each touch hurt like hell, but he also knew there was nothing that could stop this.

Unless he could escape with Dustin, but he doubted that would be an easy fix.

Steve followed Eddie out of the hotel room and to get Dustin. They picked Dustin up and headed to a fancy breakfast place. Steve continued to readjust his shorts and the chains rattled as he walked, he looked like a groupie less like the 'significant other' of Eddie.

They enjoyed their breakfast all while Eddie got handsy under the table and touched and teased Steve trying to get a reaction but Steve tried his best to keep a cool head as he was groped. "Now for the big show." Eddie smirked as he paid for their breakfast. Steve shuttered at the thought of pleasing the men in the changing room, but hell he couldn't fix his plight now. He walked with Eddie hand in hand down the strip to the RVs. Dustin climbed in the one his room was in and Eddie took Steve with him.

As soon as the door closed behind them Steve was pressed against the wall, Steve groaned as Eddie was kissing him roughly. "Don't you wish you had just said yes to me baby?"

"Ar-are you always going to hold that above my head?" Steve questioned as he was dragged towards the bed. Eddie snarled a bit and bent him over before he pulled out more coke. "Eddie..."

"Don't move." Eddie snapped as he did another line. "Now I'm ready for the show."

Steve groaned as Eddie pulled him into his lap and forced their lips together. "My pretty thing, gods I could have treated you like a queen."

Steve struggled with him until he was pinned down, Eddie moved quickly and soon Steve had a cock up his ass. Steve moaned out with each thrust, his cock slamming into his g-spot. "Cum for me." Eddie moaned. "Fuck.. I'm gonna..." Steve spasmed as Eddie erupted inside of him. His body was bent awkwardly, he felt like his spine would snap if Eddie didn't release him soon.

"Fuck.. Sir..."

Eddie dropped him and pulled away before sliding an anal plug back inside of him. "Concert is only a few hours away. You're going to have some fun tonight between me, and the others."

Steve groaned at him as he tried to pull the shorts back up over his now dripping ass. "Sir.. Please.. I promise to behave.. I just.. I want more choice."

"That isn't an option anymore."

Steve lowered his eyes in understanding. He wondered how Eddie ended up like this, how he could be so angry and terrifying. Had he said yes he didn't think this would honestly change their relationship any. Steve watched as Eddie wiped his cock clean while reaching for a cigarette. Steve hadn't noticed the smoking habit, but he wondered if the drugs satiated the need for it when he wasn't in need of one.

Steve decided to try and sweeten the deal, he dropped to his knees and crawled towards Eddie who didn't budge. Steve opened his mouth wide and Eddie happily put his cock on his tongue. Steve bobbed his head up and down, looked up at Eddie with the sweetest and most sorry expression he could possibly manage while trying not to choke on his throbbing member.

Eddie blew smoke in his face but it didn't stop him from sucking him off. "I think I could make millions off of you." Eddie said softly, he ran his hand through Steve's hair. Steve went to pull back at the comment when Eddie slammed his cock down his throat. "Make you another asset. I think you could be a good hole to fill for some of my clients, I could give a shit less if other people rape you, abuse you. Hell, I can get off on it. Make use of you, you heartless bitch. Making me think you want me, when all you want is your fucking freedom."

Steve gagged as Eddie came again, Steve tried to pull away to get a breath but Eddie wanted to watch him gag. The singer finally removed his hand and Steve fell back trying to catch a breath.

"Wh-what?"

"You're nothing but my whore Steve, you lost that goddamn chance when you broke my heart. I'll be singing for you tonight, the pain you're putting me through is enough to make me lose it. I'll use that pain tonight and sing my god damn heart out while you sit in that room and know that the only thing you are good for is a good fuck and some extra cash to me. I could have made you famous in any way you wanted, I could have let you ride on my coattails and just be a stay at home dad for Dustin. We could have adopted more kids, had that big family you always talked about. Instead you're going to watch as I take Dustin to the top and then pit him against you. Make him think of you as the man trying to ruin his dreams, I am going to sell you to every man in the industry I know. I am going to make you regret your choice every damn day. I want you to hurt the way I hurt."

Steve looked up at him, heaving on the floor. His body shook as he thought about every word that came out of Eddie's mouth. Eddie knelt down and put his cigarette out on Steve's inner thigh. Steve jumped in pain, tears rolled down his cheeks as Eddie tossed the used cigarette out the window. Eddie smirked looking down at Steve, he was shaking and whimpering.

"Eddie..."

"You don't get to call me that." Eddie hissed. "I'm your master, that is the only thing I am to you. Eddie is for the public, its master or sir do you understand me?"

Steve lowered his head, his silence speaking volumes.

"You'll regret it Stevie, I'll make you scream for me, I'll make sure the men I sell you to make me look like a saint. You'll be begging for me to save you. You don't know who I am Steve, what I am capable of."

Steve slowly looked up at him, they locked eyes and Steve knew there was something Eddie was hiding from him. Something big.

Eddie sat on the bed and looked at his chipped black nail polish, he was going to have to fix that. His phone buzzed again. He groaned and picked it up. "Munson speaking."

"Sir, we have the merch for tonight's VIPs."

"Good, make sure they are in the fitting room. Can't have them getting out to the regular fans, special items need to be put away. See you tonight."