Owned - Septiplier

F I V E

Updates will be a little late we started back school today from Spring Break. I KNOW WE HAD SPRING BREAK EARLY. LUCKY YOU ;-;

Mark's POV

I opened my eyes a bit and yawned. I scretched my arms and legs out as I turned on my back. I hit something as I scretched my arm out. I turned my head to see him. Jack. Right there. In my bed. Shirtless. I also noticed that I'm shirtless too. We didn't do what I think we did...Did we?! I looked at Jack as he was still asleep but, facing my way. His fair was a little flooped up.
Okay okay Mark. What would any normal person would do in the situation?
Freak out. I stayed calm because, I didn't want to wake him up. His phone was sitting on the counter beside him and the alarm started playing really loud. I gasped and sat up quickly. And my shorts were gone also. Shit. At least I'm not naked. I slowly reached over Jack to turn off his alarm. When I was about to grab his phone. I was grabbed by my waist and thrown to the back side of Jack. I landed on my back roughly on the floor as I groaned in pain. Jack sat up and turned around to see me on the floor with nothing but boxers on.

"Oh shit Mark! You scared me." He said looking at my hurting body.
"And..where's your clothes?" He looked down at himself and gasped. "And where's my clothes?!" He then looked back at me and glared.

"Okay what did you do last night?!" He said folding his arms, across his chest. I never realized he had a tattoo on his arm either. What is that? A fork?

"I-i didn't do anything!" I said standing up as I popped my back.

"Then, explain this! I was hella drunk so, I don't know what happened!"

"You..were drunk? I went to bed last night and I woke up and saw you by me! I swear I didn't do anything!"

"Mark..." He said sternly as if I'm lying..which I'm not.

"But, Ja-.. 'Master' I'm not!" Why does he always assume I always do things?!

"Whatever." He said getting out of bed. I turned around not wanting to see him. He walked out of my room and went to his.
I sat down on my bed and looked to see Jack's clothes spreaded everywhere and mine wore teared up and sprawled. What did happen?
I tried hard to remember what happened but, all I remember is going to sleep, nothing else. Unless. Somebody did something.

I thought for quite awhile before, being called downstairs for breakfast. I got up off the bed and walked downstairs then, to the kitchen. I see Jack flipping a pancake and landing it on a stack of pancakes that was on a plate.
He gestured me to sit down, which I did and he handed me a plate of the delicious pancakes covered in syrup.

"Now, what do we say?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Uh..Thank you Master?"

"Correct." He said winking before making his own plate of pancakes. I guess he didn't care about the little situation.. Probably because, I am a sex slave after all. It's my job.. well..duty.

We had a delicious breakfast and we chat for a while until, Jack brought up the subject.

"So, Mark. Can you explain last night?"

"Master. I'm telling you. I didn't do anything. I swear! Why won't you just check the video tape?!"

"Oh, yeah I do have a camera in your room maybe, I should." Nah Jack just assume I fucking did something.
"Anyways. Get dressed into something good. We need to go somewhere." I nodded and went upstairs to change and I put on my black T-shirt from my backpack with some black long pants and, some black tennis shoes. I fixed my hair a little since I didn't when I got out of bed then, I was ready to go. I ran back downstairs to see Jack standing at the door, swinging his keys around his fingers.

"Ready Markimoo?" He asked while swinging his keys up in the air so, it will go high up and he caught it.

"Yes." I replied. He went out the door as I followed behind as we walked to his car.

Jack stopped at a place called "Midnight Tonight" which made no fucking sense. Jack got out so, I assumed I can get out too. I closed the door behind me and when we got to the door entrance a man stopped us. Who was the security guard.

"ID." He said rudely.

"Sean McLoughin." Is all Jack said and the guard quickly let us in. We walked in to see men and women Submissives and Dominants. Jack held on to my wrist tightly as we walked through the crowds of people. We stopped in front of a desk and the man at the desk gave Jack a paper. I was so confused of what was happening. We walked to the back of the place and sat down on the chairs. Jack crossed his legs and used it for support for whatever he was writing on the paper.

"Master..what is that?" I asked trying to see the paper. He looked up at me and sighed.

"Markimoo. It's a sign in paper. For you. Since, I have you for 5 months I have to come here and sign you in so, people know you belong to me and nobody else. People like to steal other people submissives. So, that's why I'm signing this sheet out." He explained carefully as he went back signing things out.

"Name..Mark Fischbach... Age..26.. Virginity age loss.." Jack turned to me with a questioning look. "What age did you lose your virginity?" He asked. The thought had me scared.

"Uh..oh..I " I started getting red and sweaty.

"What's wrong? Are you a virgin or not?"

"N-no.."

"Okay, so what age did you lose it?"

"T-ten.... Years old.."

"Ten?!" He asked surprisingly. "Were you fast when you were young?!"

"N-no! It's not like that- it's just... You wouldn't-..." I didn't say anything else so, I turned my back to him.

"Wow. You little slut." He said rolling his eyes as he put the age 10. He called me a slut because, my virginity was stolen at age 10. By rape. But, he doesn't know that. He doesn't understand. It hurted me but, I stayed strong.

By time he was done he got up to turn the paper in he told me to stay so, I did. I started feeling uncomfortable I don't even know if it's safe being alone mostly for a submissive. A big rugged man came to me.

"Hello little fella.." he said looking at me from toe to head. "Want to be mine?" He said bouncing his eyebrows up and down. I started to panic when he picked me up. I never thought anyone could pick me up matter of fact. He started carrying me somewhere so, I started to kick and scream.

"STOP! I HAVE A DOMINANT LET ME GO!" I said trying to get down. He didn't budge.

"HEY!" I heard someone yelled. Moments later I was dropped to the floor and there was a fight between the man and Jack. He was fighting him like he was a stunt man except for actually hurting him. When the man fell to the ground. We got some stares. "He's mine.." Jack hissed at everyone as he helped me up and dragged me away.

Once we got back home Jack went directly upstairs saying things under his breath angrily. I saw his arm was bleeding badly.

"Mark go cook." He demanded as he reached upstairs. I guess he was pissed that he was bleeding. I obeyed and started going to the kitchen, cooking something simple. There was a knock at the front door of course I had to get it. I opened the door to see a face I never thought I was going to ever see again.

"Miss me Mark?"