Where's My Mate? [BOYxBOY]

Where's My Mate? 12

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 so i know all of you hate me since its taken so long for me to upload. sowwwy!!!!!!!!

herreee's 12!!!!!

PLEASE READ THIS... this will contain some bdsm it doesn't contain much only a little bit and its not very detailed. I'm sorry if you dont like it. :(

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 Ethan's POV

One week. Seven days. 168 hours. 10080 minutes. 6048000 seconds. That is how long I've had to last without him. It has been horrible. After a few days the physical pain of being away from your mate just numbs your body, but the emotional pain never leaves. Unfortunately the only physical pain that numbs for me was the pain of losing my mate. 

"Hey brat." She said coming up to the bars of my "cell". I like to call it my torture chamber.

I didn't respond. I just hung there. 

"Got nothing to say? Good, you need to save your voice for your screams anyway." Bitch. I growled. 

"Aww is the little puppy getting angry?" I clenched my teeth. Someone really needs to kill this bitch. 

"Mom?" I heard some girl call. I recognized that voice. But from where?

"Mom are you down here?"

"Yeah honey, over here." I heard the distinct click of high heels and saw a girl come around the corner. She was dressed in a dog collar, a leather bustier/dress although it didn't cover much. It had buttons on the front and the skirt didn't even go fully past her ass. There was a frilly tail cover her ass. She had fishnet tights on that reached her thighs and black high heels. No. No it couldn't be. Not her. 

"Oh mommy you got a new toy and you didn't tell me?" Melissa pouted. Then her eyes widened when they landed on me. She stared at me and I could see lust start to cloud her eyes over. 

"Oh honey, this is your birthday present. I was just breaking him in."

"Oh but mommy breaking them in is the best part!" Melissa bitched.

"Well he's all yours now." Melissa squealed. I cringed. What do they mean 'I'm hers'? 

"I'll leave you to it then. Don't forget, dinner will be on the table shortly." How could they be so calm when talking about torturing me and maybe doing wrong sexual things to me? I shuddered. 

"Well, well, well. Look who we have here. It's my mate."

"I am not your goddamned mate!"

"No talking." She said sharply. I growled at her. She laughed at me and entered my cell. All there was in my cell was... well me and a box that held all their "toys". I was chained to the wall by my hands and feet, spread out. All I had on was the boxers I was wearing when Max's mom, who I now know is Melissa's mom, came and took me.

Melissa walked over to me and ran her finger down my chest "seductively". It might have been seductive if I wasn't chained up and Max was doing it. Max. I miss Maxxy. 

"Well, what should we do with you first? Whips? Chains? Paddle? Belt? Should we blindfold you? Ooh. I like the idea of you blindfolded." I growled again. My wolf didn't like the idea of not being able to see. 

"I think we should blindfold you," She said reaching into the box. She pulled out a blindfold and a muffler. 

"I think we should mute you too," She grinned and put the blind fold on me and stuck the little red ball connected to the strings on my mouth. Yuck, it tasted horrible. I did not want to know where this thing had been. Suddenly I felt something swipe across my chest. It felt like a whip. Right after I came to the conclusion that it was indeed a whip, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I could feel the trickle of blood running down my chest. She whipped me again and again until I could tell that my whole chest was covered in blood. I could smell her arousal.