Kindly Abused | 18+

Chp. 14 Quality time

*Jeremiah*

I woke up feeling warm and secure. I clung to the warmth that was wrapped around me. Suddenly it moved- I felt muscles ripple under the dark charcoal skin of the man I now remember falling asleep with.

I opened my eyes to see his sleeping face. There was no tension and he looked more content then I've seen him in the past few days. I wanted to stay like that forever.
Collin shifted, causing a grimace on his previously calm face. I went to hug him and his eyes shot open when my hands graced his back. He somewhat succeeded in holding back a scream but his point still came across. I pulled my hands back and sat up. His bandages had been soaked through with blood and pus. Shit. I hadn't done a good enough job cleaning them before wrapping him up.
Now noticing he was sweating more than he should have been I jumped up and started pounding on the big door leading upstairs. After a few minutes of knocking I heard the man start down the stairs.

"What the fuck is all that banging for?!?" He grumbled through the door as each lock clicked open. The door swung open so fast l fell backwards. Before I hit the ground he had grabbed my arm and steadied me.

"You better have a good reason for this," he was clearly pissed.

"It's Collin- he, he's sweating and has a fever. I think his wounds are infected," I whimpered out.

"I'm sure he's fine." His hand was so tight around my arm, I started to feel tingling in my finger tips. "He's gone through worse and made it out just fine."

"P-please! He's shivering!" I quietly begged, looking over at the boy clearly fighting for his life on the bed.

"I- fine." He relented, "But how do I know this isn't just some ploy? You'll have to prove how serious you are..." he smirked and shoved me to the ground. He started unzipping his pants.

"I'll make you happy by helping Collin if you make me happy."

His hand was firmly grabbing hold of my hair. He slipped his dick out of his pants and yanked my head forward. I came face to face with his cock, the thing hard and only getting larger. He slapped it on my cheek and I hesitantly opened my mouth.

He wasted no time at all shoving it deep in my throat. Holding my head in place while he started thrusting. I closed my eyes, it was all I could do to just keep my teeth away and not gag.

My eyes watered as he breached my esophagus, the friction burning my throat. He wasn't just fucking my face, he was forcing me to deep throat him. His musk was awful. Maybe it could be attractive if he wasn't so cruel, but what's the point in 'ifs'.

It's to save Collin.

It's to help Collin.

I can this for the only person who's shown me kindness.

Please be ok, Collin.

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The longer I'm here, the better I get at blocking everything out. That awful man hasn't done anything new yet. But that doesn't mean I don't hate every moment he's here.

At least he followed through with our agreement and treated Collin. Thank fuck, I don't know what I would do without that boy. The day I first met him I vaguely remember something about his mistress going on a vacation. I hope it lasts longer. If not for Collin there's no way I would have stayed grounded.

"Collin?" I called out to the handsome boy currently brushing his hair in the bathroom.

"What?" He replied.

"I-I don't know, I'm just bored." I knew that would get his attention. Over the last couple days he's stayed here, he's been determined to not slump into time wasting depressing habits.