Tw- this chapter has child sexual abuse in it
*Collin*
Papa shoved me towards a van with two men standing by it. They were big and scary. Sometimes Papa was scary, but I could tell when he would be mean. I didn't know what would make these men mean.
"Here's the money, he's a cute one alright." I heard one of the men say while the other dragged me around to the door of the van.
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Master came around to the back passenger door where Jeremiah and I had climbed in through back at the warehouse. He sharply grabbed Jeremiah and yanked him out. I followed soon after.
"You really are the cutest I've ever seen." He lecherously spoke into Jeremiah's ear. Then he turned back to me saying, "Collin, come now, follow."
I didn't hesitate to obey.
***
I sat and waited patiently like I had always been taught. I wondered when I'd get to see mama again. If I'd get to see mama again...
I knew I wasn't smart, but I could be dumb as a rock and still know this wasn't right. The van was padded in the back. And the man who had shoved me inside followed suit. He was now sitting, staring with a look I had only seen on papa right before he made mama cry.
Mama always begged papa to let me leave the room whenever he got that look. I didn't want to learn what it meant.
After what felt like hours and driving, the van came to a stop. The man watching me turned to face his friend up front.
"I think we should test the goods before passing it along. Wouldn't want to sell a faulty product would we Daniil?"
"You know for once Alek you may have had a good thought in that dense skull of yours." He replied
***
I followed Master X into the house. He led Jeremiah and I into the basement.
"You really are fucking useless. Lovya should get rid of you." I was met with a harsh shove onto the bed I had once shared an intimate moment with Jeremiah on. My head hit the wall and I felt dizzy.
Master paid no mind and just dragged Jeremiah into the playroom.
***
"It's nice to get some new ass, don't you think?" The man known as Daniil said as he held my face squished in his hand.
"You said it," Alek was behind me, letting his hands wander my body, "I'm tired of old used up fags like the ones we normally have to deal with."
Daniil joined in with Alek in rubbing and squeezing progressively more sensitive parts of me. His fingertips kept grazing the parts on my chest and bottom that felt weird.
"This little bitch doesn't even know what's coming!" Daniil laughed.
They ripped my shirt off despite my struggle and pinned me to the floor of that awful van.
***
I couldn't help but crawl from my spot in the bed into the corner to curl up. I guess Master didn't think it was important to use a soundproof door for the playroom since the one leading upstairs was. That was evident by his deep loud moans as he did whatever he was doing to Jeremiah.
I just wrapped my arms around my chest and got as small as I could. I couldn't help but start to cry at what that kind blond boy was going through in there. He didn't deserve it, no one did.
*Him*
I couldn't tell if he was sad or emotionless. Either way, the way he refused to look me in the eye really did something for my cock.
I knew watching a demonstration of what happens to those who can't learn at the warehouse would do the trick for his insubordination. It seemed to have honestly worked better than if I had flogged and waterboarded him - among other things - myself.
"Remember the positions we talked about when you first got here?"
He meekly nodded.
"Ok, get into your submission pose then."
He slowly raised onto his knees with his head pointed down.
"Spread your knees. No- wider," He stretched until his ass was nearly on the floor.
***
The kid's legs shook under him as I commanded him into his position 2, the pleasure position. He was a quick learner.
I couldn't really remember what his name was, something stupid like mayvert or malik or something. Although it's not like it mattered much, whoever buys him will call him whatever they chose.
It really was a shame to have to train him only to let him get away. It wasn't often we got a boy this adorable and tight. He must have been a virgin earlier today.
The snap of Daniil's whip on the boy's back brought me out of my daydream. The kid fell forward catching himself on his arms. He looked up at me through his thick black eyelashes.
Another whip to his behind from Daniil reminded him to lower his gaze.
"Position 1"
***
Jeremiah was getting faster at switching between his positions. It took everything I had not to just fuck him into the ground again.
Deciding I didn't need to hold myself back I grabbed the back of his head and pushed him towards my crotch.
"You know what to do pretty boy..." I smirked as he attempted to unzip my slacks with his teeth.
***
"You're too fucking slow!" I twisted the kid's hair to hurry him up. I turned to Daniil, "Has this kid never used a fucking zipper before? Whip him again to speed him up."
He just sobbed even harder while fighting with my jeans.
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934 words - I know it's short, but I got it out early soooo
This chapter made me so uncomfortable 😭 so I'm gonna steer away from Collin's past in the next chapter.
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Romance*labeled as a romance because of sexual scenes, I think it's more of a physiological thriller* Jeremiah knows there is no way out. This room is calculated, too planned out for the man to have kidnapped him on a whim. TW for rape, abuse, vometing, to...
