Troublemakers Turned Submissive

Chapter 7 Hacker To Masochist

Chapter 7 Hacker To Masochist

Talons POV

After Sean dressed Devon and walked him to his bedroom, he came back to seeing me still kneeling beside his chair. "Talon have you been waiting here this whole time?"

"Yes master"

He walked over to me and sat down on his chair before grabbing my hair gently and putting my head to lean on the inner thigh of his spread legs. I rest my head against him as he pets my hair. I relax and lean into his soothing touch and he whispers praises to me. My mind drifts to 9 years ago, before I was sent to this house.

"Get out!" She yelled. She pushed me through the front door, and I landed face first in a pile of mud and grass. "And don't you ever come back!" She warns, with venomously. I shiver as the rain pours down my face. I lay there for what seems like hours, before a few guys pull me to my feet. I look up at a guy that looks to be no older then 19 "what's your name, kid?" He asks me.

"I-I'm Tyler" I cry. "Well Tyler, do you need some where to sleep?" He asks, with his brown eyes full of worry. I nod my head as him and the other 3 guys help me walk to their place. All of us are soaking wet as we slip through the doorway, sneakers squeaking all the way.

"I never heard what your name was" I say to the guy with brown eyes.

"Well I'm Alister" he points at the skinny, black guy with cornrows "this is Jizzie" he points at the blond muscular guy "that's Finch" then he points at the black haired girl with a purple streak, a pixie cut, and an eyebrow piercing "and that's Jasmine."

"That's your real names?" I ask.

"No, we decided that's what we wanted to be called, new chapter in our life, new names"

"What do you want to be called?" Jasmine asked me.

I thought about it for a second before saying "Taze. I want to be called, Taze."

"Nice to meet you Taze" Jizzie says with a smile, and a wink.

We all take turns having a shower in the small bathroom that comes with their flat. Afterward we go to sleep, they let me have the bed that night.

The next morning they made breakfast and we talked and laughed. It went on like that for the next few months. It was fun.

Then one day I got home early from the park and I saw Alister Hacking a computer. Trust me I have hacked enough to know what it looks like. He ended up telling me how he and his friends hacked for a living. That's how he got this house and food to put on the table every night. I felt bad freeloading off of him so I told him about my previous experience in hacking, and he let me help. It felt good to be apart of something, it was like a little family.

The other were suppose to be back late today so after a particularly hard hack day, I decided to watch some TV. I sat there watching the news and eating bacon, when someone familiar popped up on the TV. I turned the volume up and stared down the screen. It had a picture of the guy Alister got me to hack yesterday, it was one of the most difficult hacks I've ever done but I somehow managed to pull it off.

"A group of hackers, hacked Javoni's multi million dollar electronics company, yesterday. These three hackers were caught trying to leave the country with a the millions of dollars that they stole. If it hadn't been for the police they might of gotten away with-" I shut off the TV, tears falling down my face.

How could they leave without me? If they were going to ditch me then why not just leave little 11 year old me laying in the mud that day? Did they just need someone to take the fall?

I spent 2 years here only to be the person to take the fall.

I wipe away my tears with the sleeve of my sweater. They were caught. The police are going to search their house, I better get out while I still can. I sniffle as I go upstairs as fast as my feet can Carry me, my eyes water as I stuff clothing and all of the junk that I can fit, inside of a duffle bag.

I put on my winter coat and fearfully look at the waves of snow falling outside. It's just like before. 'Where will I sleep tonight?' 'When will my next meal be?' These questions I haven't had to ask in a long time, haunt me.

At least here I had good food and a warm place to sleep, even if every moment I spent with them they just looked at me as a clueless child, they could fool. They were right I am clueless. I never want to have this feeling ever again, even if it means riffing through the personal belongings of the people closest to me.

I unlock the floor safe and shove the remaining money inside my bag, it's only 400 dollars but if I spend it wisely I might be able to get a job before the money runs dry. I wipe the last of my tears on my sleeve before forcing the rest away. This is no time to cry, I need to get out of here.

I slip through the back door and start to make my way through the snow covered ground, without slipping. "Freeze. Put your hands up, and drop the bag." Someone shouts. I whip my head over my shoulder and see two police officers, one had his gun out.

Fuck, I'm too late.

I bolt for my next door neighbours house. I jump the fence as angry police men chase me, and yell. Grabbing a rock from the garden I  throw it through the backyard window. I climb through and let my adrenaline rush lead me to the front door, I pause for a second when I see a pair of keys hanging on a rack that said 'car keys' I snatch then on my way out the door.

I try to push the keys into the locked car out front, preying that this wasn't one of those families that kept one car in the garage and one outside. I push and push but nothing happens. I freeze and look back as I hear a twig snap. The police officer stared at me "I don't want to hurt you kid, just come with us so we can ask you a few questions" he said.

Click.

The door opened and I hurried my way into the car as the police officer ran over to me with wide eyes. He tried to open my door, but I locked it just in time. I quickly locked all the other doors.

I buckled up, and started the engine. It roared to life as I screeched out of the parking lot. But I didn't get far. Two police cars blocked me in. With no where to go I reluctantly got out of the car. I stumbled my head spinning, and I was feeling a numb yet fuzzy feeling spreading through my back. It was pleasurable. A small smile spread across my face, I touched my back with a wince, then pulled away with a hiss.

Looking down at my hand, I saw red dancing on the edges of my fingertips. My knees gave out on me, and I was caught in someone's arms, as this happened I felt like I was floating.

The next thing I know I wake up in the hospital, and get questioned for a few hours by the cops.

For the next year I got bounced from foster home, to foster home. Then after I hacked my foster dads computer, they sent me here. My foster dad was in the military, so they really did not like me looking through some of those files.

After getting kicked out of that foster home, I decided for this new chapter in my life I would change my name to Talon.

I still remember the first time I got here. It was a rainy summer day and my social worker left me on a strangers doorstep, like usual. But this time what I found was a cheerful place filled with teens, and adults. They all looked happy? It made me suspicious. So I snooped.

Sean did not take too kindly to that, in fact he gave me one hell of a spanking. That ass whooping gave me the biggest erection I've ever had, I felt humiliated. Yet I enjoyed it.

That's when I realized I was a masochist.