Kindly Abused | 18+

Chp. 18 Young

Tw- mentions of abuse and implied assault on children

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*Collin*

We passed through the long makeshift corridors that filled the warehouse. Much like the cubicles I've seen when taken to 'events' in office buildings. Only cubicles don't hold the employees all day everyday, and they aren't made of metal with a good chance of dried blood, tears, or other bodily fluids on any given wall.

I don't know how Master can find his way around here- everything just looks the same. The only difference I could ever pick up on was if the cries of a slave in one of the small rooms was distinct againsts the countless others.

I kept my head down, only turning it ever so slightly to the side every once and a while to make sure Jeremiah was still beside me. I don't know how he could have not been there, we were both being tugged along by leashes Master X held.

Jeremiah looked utterly defeated. His quiet sniffles were almost drowned out by the clacking of Master's fancy shoes on the galvanized metal platforms that served to turn the warehouse into a multi-leveled slave fulfillment center.

I longed to hug the boy I had grown fond of. I had learned to look up to him in a way. Lovya had been away for several weeks and even after she came back, she didn't seem to care much for me anymore.

'She probably found my replacement'

Every couple of feet we passed more options, some prettier than myself, some stronger, some with more potential. And most of all, the higher pitched screams and the soft begging for parents told me there were those younger.

'She liked you better when you were new, fresh. Something for her to raise into her perfect dog'

The thought of her abandoning me for some newer shinier toy made my stomach drop. Now I wanted to hug Jeremiah not for his benefit but mine.

At least he didn't seem to mind how used I was.

But, that was before Master X had his way with my favorite blond man. Now Jeremiah has the context to truly know how used and disgusting I am.

I knew deep down there was no world where this beautiful, intelligent boy would see me the way I saw him. Fuck. I didn't need him to see me that way, I'd be content if I could be his dog. But I knew he wouldn't want some old used up manwhore.

It was a feeling I hadn't felt before- the longing for him to want to use me. I would kill for it to be Jeremiah who delivered my constant beatings. For it to be him who pushed my face into the floor while abusing me. If it was him, that would mean I wasn't disgusting. It would mean he could look past what he now knows and even if he was disgusted by me, he would still be there.

Master X's feet stopped outside what I knew to be his office. He tugged harshly on our leashes after unlocking the door and stepping in.

"Sit."

I did.

I could feel the heat of Jeremiah's beautiful flesh radiate off his arm as he knelt next to me. He sniffled still. I wanted to comfort him.

"Collin, I can't deal with your moping. Go to your bed and wait while I take my boy on a tour." I nodded and started to crawl towards the corner where my dog bed was.

***

I wasn't sure how much time had passed. The cries from the rooms around me never ceased, not that I'd expect them to. I just wanted to go back to Master's house where I could cuddle Jeremiah and sleep.

At some point the longing for sleep took over and I passed out.

"Ah, my precious Motya! Did you get into the kitchen again? Tsk tsk tsk you are going to spoil your dinner little one." Her kind voice boomed throughout the small room.

"Mommaaa- I just wanted to help you cook..." I knew pulling out my famous puppy dog eyes would do the trick.

"My my how did I get such a cute little child hm? I knew I named you right."

I couldn't help but giggle as momma pinched my nose then proceeded to dust the floor off my old shirt.

I didn't want her to have to come home and cook. She already worked for so long each day.

"Ok then little one, what do we have?" She sorted through the plastic box under the table. "Aigh, guess what we have Motya!" Momma's eyes wrinkled as she pulled out a baggie of ramen.

"Yippee!" I hopped up and down on my toes.

"Now little one, go see if your father is up and I'll get started." She ruffled my hair before plugging the stove in and starting to chop carrots.

***
"MATVEY, Get your ass in here now!" Papa's voice was loud and frightening. I ran into the main room of our apartment. Mama was kneeling on the ground holding her face. I hated when I could tell Papa had hurt her.

Mama's once strong voice squeaked out, "I'm so sorry my little Motya. I'll always love you, my gift from God." Her eyes were teary and I wanted so badly to hug her. She beat me to it as she launched herself across the room and wrapped her arms protectively around me. "I promise I'll find you. I'm so so sorry my Motya, I promise, I love you." She sobbed as Papa yanked her away.

He threw her against the wall cursing all the while.

"You! Boy!" He marched over to me, "I finally found a way for you to be useful." He grabbed my arm and dragged me out the door.

"Be obedient and cute and you'll be fine. You're fortunate, you have your mother's beauty and a young tight ass."

I didn't know what he meant, but the look in his eyes chilled me to my very bones.

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I was startled awake by a tug at my neck. For a second I forgot about the warehouse and the leash. After snapping to my senses, I just obediently followed Master X to wherever he might have been leading me.

When we got to the car I stole a glance at Jeremiah for the first time since this morning's incident. His eyes and cheeks were less puffy and red, and he looked as tired and broken as before, just deader.

With Master up front I was able to finally hold him. He clutched my shirt and buried his nose into my neck. God I loved his touch. He started to silently cry into me and I just rubbed his back- longing to be home where I could cuddle up in bed with him.

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1130 words

I'm very sorry I took so long to update, the last two months I've spent almost all my free time in a practice room with a marimba because I made the bright decision to play a todd ukena piece for a competition this weekend 😭