Gothic: Cashton

Quattuor

Dedication: FreyaGreaves9
Calum awakens to Ashton sitting up. He rolls to face where Ashton sits on the edge of the bed. Calum finds himself gazing dreamily at Ashton's back and the way his back muscles move and contract as he stretches. Calum would find him beautiful if he hadn't kidnapped him. Ashton peeks behind him and smirks.

"Like what you see?" He asks. Calum blushes and looks away.

"What's happening today?" He asks, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. Ashton moves himself to Calum's side of the bed and pulls Calum onto his lap. Calum immediately feels uncomfortable with his crotch in such a close vicinity with a strangers.

"Mm I could think of a few things I'd like to happen. They likely won't happen, since we have to find you a costume and a talent, but they will eventually." Calum cocks his head to the side.

"What do you mean?" Ashton grins and presses a chaste kiss to Calum's neck.

"Baby boy I wanna wreck that little pink hole of yours while your face is in the bed and you're screaming Daddy into it." He whispers. Calum's breathing rises and he shivers.

"I-I don't know if I'd like that" he squeaks. Ashton pushes some of his black hair out of his eyes.

"Oh baby you'd love it. I know you would. But we can't today. So you have time to warm up to the idea" Calum attempts to push himself off Ashton's lap, but Ashton holds him tighter.

"Calum you ask me before you do anything do you understand?" He growls. Calum whimpers.

"I'm sorry. May I please get up, Ashton?" He asks. Ashton contemplates.

"You may. But only if you give Daddy a kiss" Calum holds back a grimace and pecks Ashton's lips as quickly as possible. Ashton laughs and allows Calum to get up. As Calum walks away, Ashton sends a swat to his bum.

"Go find some comfy clothes in the big closet and get dressed. You start training soon." He calls. Calum hugs himself tightly. The train is chilly without Ashton's close proximity. He enters the closet and looks around, still amazed by the ammount of clothes in all different sizes. He runs his hands over them as he walks by, trying to find something that will be comfortable yet presentable. He allows the clothes to occupy his mind, not wanting to think of his longing for home that seems to of decreased substantially from the night before. He suspects Ashton is messing with his head with whatever power he seems to possess.

Calum decides on some leggings and a long sleeved black shirt. He pulls the sleeves over his hands as he leaves the closet and goes back to Ashton's room.

"You look delicious, baby" Ashton comments. Calum blushes and looks down at his sock covered feet. Its not fair that Ashton has the power to manipulate him. He doesn't know what feelings are real or induced anymore. "Aren't you going to thank me?" Ashton asks. Calum fidgets with the hem of his shirt.

"Thank you, Daddy" he says. His cheeks grow hot as he realizes what he's said. Daddy. It had slipped, he hadn't meant to. Although he had always had a daddy kink. Or did he? He can't remember antmore. Ashton stands and takes Calum by his hips.

"What a good boy. Would you like to help Daddy let his other pets out?" He asks. Calum nods and Ashton takes his hand, leading him to where Calum had been locked in a cage the night before. The creatures and people look up and grip the bars of their cages, anxious for freedom. Ashton hands Calum a ring of keys.

"These are for the more normal ones like Doll and Blade" he says, gesturing to a pale girl who Calum thinks may be the tightrope walker and an equally pale blond boy who Calum is sure was throwing knives in the show. He looks at the numbers on the cages and corresponds them with the keys with the same numbers on them. He frees Doll and she thanks him quietly. However, when he unlocks Blade's cage, Blade spits at him and hisses

"Whore" just loud enough for Calum to hear. Calum holds back tears and wipes at the saliva on his face.

"I-I don't understand" calum whimpers. Blade shoves past him, but Ashton freezes him in his place.

"What have you done this time, Blade?" He asks. Blade shivers. "Answer me" Ashton commands.

"I spit on him and called him a whore" he says robotically. Calum knows Ashton is forcing him to say it. Ashton's face grows bright red and he makes a switch appear in his hand.

"Hands and knees, you maggot" he spits. Calum backs away from them by a few steps. Ashton tears the back of Blade's shirt open and begins wailing harshly on him with the switch. When Blade's back is marked with bruises and gashes Ashton stops and begins to remove his pants. "We'll see who's the whore" he roars. Calum becomes unfrozen and rushes to Ashton.

"D-daddy no!" He cries. "Please god no! Not that, anything but that!" He exclaims, tears spilling over onto his cheeks. Ashton shoves him away, causing him to fall to the floor with a shriek. Calum's shriek brings Ashton out of his rage induced trance and he looks down at the shaking boy.

"Oh darling" he coos, picking him up into his arms. "Daddy didn't mean to hurt you. Daddy never wants to hurt his perfect little pet" he whispers sweetly. Calum whimpers.

"Please dont do it, Daddy. Please don't rape him" he pleads. Ashton sets Calum on the floor and kisses his tan forehead.

"But he called you a whore, baby. He needs to be made an example of. Why don't you get off the train and go the the food shack and let Daddy take care of this." He says, nudging Calum toward the door. Calum whines.

"Daddy no! Please no! I'm not upset! I don't mind! You hurt him enough" he whispers the last sentence and Blade looks up at him with wide, thankful eyes. Ashton runs a hand over his face and picks Blade up by the front of his torn shirt.

"Do you all see this? No one is to disrespect my special pet is that understood?" He shouts. No one responds. He shakes Blade in the air "I asked a question!" He shouts louder. He gets various frightened replies and he nods, setting Blade on the floor. "Get out of my sight." He hisses. Blade does as told.

"C-can I still help you, Daddy?" Calum asks. Ashton pets his hair lovingly.

"Of course, my pet. Thank you" Calum goes about freeing the humanistic creatures of Ashton's show, recieving a thank you from every single one of them. When they finish and all of them are gone to get breakfast, Ashton takes Calum's hips in his hands and leans his forehead into his.

"Thank you for helping, baby boy" he whispers. Calum practically purs as Ashton's praise.

"You're welcome, Daddy" he's beginning to forget why he ever wanted to leave at all.

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