My Life (JC Caylen)([#WATTYS2015])

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"So, let's untie you and get to work!" Tiffany says, making me roll my eyes. "HEY! NO SASSING ME!" She screams, causing Bart to come downstairs. "What's wrong?" he asks. "He's sassing me!" Tiffany whines. I sigh and Bart unties me. "What were you told?" He asks, punching me in the jaw. He then lifts me and brings me to a table. On the table is a bunch of tools. "Lay on the table" he demands. I do as I am told, shaking. He pick up what looks like a whip and hits my leg, full force "OW WHAT THE FUCK?" I scream. He hits me again, in the same spot. "OUCH FUCK!" I scream. I feel tears dripping down my face. "now go do what you are told" he says. I get up, but immediately fall. "It's fucking broken" I say. Bart throws me a roll of duct tape. "Then fix it." he says, walking away. Nick comes down seconds later. "Tiffany go upstairs" he demands. I roll my bloody pant leg up and wrap duct tape tightly. "You're an idiot. That's not going to last" he says, sitting on the corner of the table. "I know." I sigh. "So then why are you doing it?" Nick asks. "Why are you bing nice?" I challenge, making Nick shrug, to which he responds, "Touché" I gulp before continuing, rather nervous about my next question. "That was you before we got in the car. Wasn't it?" I finally ask. "Yes" he mumbles. "You need to be punished still, don't you gay boy?" He smirks. I gulp as he rips the duct tape that I was struggling to and grabs my hand, leading me to a bedroom attached to the basement still. Nick closes the door and locks it, turning to me. "Lose the clothes." He demands, giving me a death glare that tells me to do it, or else. I quickly pull my clothes off, leaving my underwear. "Why did I say?" Nick warns through gritted teeth. I pull down my underwear and look at Nick, waiting for instructions. "Kneel on the ground" he says, watching me as I do what I'm told. "Good," he starts as I kneel as straight as possible in both my knees. "Sit on your legs" he says, watching yet again as I follow his orders. "Good. Now put your arms between you legs and stay absolutely still" Nick orders again. I put my arms between my legs and look up at Nick expectantly. "Stay like this. Twenty-four hours. I'm putting this motion collar on you. I swear to god if this goes off you'll regret it." Nick says, attacking a collar around my neck. I gulp as he chains it to my arms and ankles, still easily giving me room to move however I choose, but considering Nicks warning, I don't plan to. Once everything is strapped in place, he stands up, patting my head before walking out of the room, locking the door from the outside. Great. I stare at the wall, wondering why I deserve this. Eventually, I start to really have to pee. I move my knee the slightest but to try and get my junk to the center more, so I could pee, but I am sent electrical shocks, terrifying me I nearly scream as I soon hear a key opening the door to the dark room. "Really Jc" Nick demands. I hear him walk toward me, placing a hand on my shoulder and bringing his lips to my ears. "That wasn't too smart" he whispers, walking away from me. I hear him go to the wall and back over to me, "stay still" Nick warns, before I feel a stinging pain on my back, making me arch my back, being rewarded with more shocks and another hit from whatever Nick was hitting me with. This keeps happening until my back is numb and I can't feel Nicks hits anymore. "Now, why were you moving?" He asks, pushing my sweaty hair from my face. "I had to pee" I mumble, but baised on the puddle that my hands and feet are now in, I realize that I've already pissed. "Oh well, doesn't that suck. Only 20 minutes in too. 23 hours and 40 minutes left Caylen. Maybe you'll learn to move less and you'll be out of here quicker because you could be at 21 hours and 40 minutes but you decided to spend two hours moving and peeing. That's your choice though" he says, kissing me before walking out, once again looking the door. I can't fall asleep because I know as soon as I do I'll be awoken by shocks. I close my eyes and try to focus on something happy, but I can't think of anything. I eventually just let my thoughts wander, surprisingly not moving at all. I let the long 24 hours pass, thinking of random things that come up in my mind. After what feels like years, I hear a key in the door, and I hear footsteps entering. "Only two minutes left" I hear Nick say. He turns on a light, making my hand cover my eyes, causing my whole body to fall over. "Oh and you were so close" Nick taunts as a shock goes through my body. I get back into my position, nervous on what Nick will do this time. He walks passed me to the wall, which I can't see. I hear him snicker as he walks back to me,something hard slamming against my back, causing me to flinch, sending yet another shock through my weak body. "I'll play nice" Nick smirks. He walks in front of me, just standing there. "Give me a blowjob for the rest of your time. Every second if shocking adds a minute to your time. Go" Nick says, not even pulling down his pants. "Let's go, the longer you take, the longer you sit there. Two minutes lets go" he says. I lift my hands and quickly undo his pants, sliding them and his underwear down with one swipe. I groan in pain as I get shocked with each movement. I pull him closer to me and slide his length into my mouth, darting my you he around. "That took you 30 seconds Caylen" he says. I bite on his dick, hated and harder, until I get smacked. "No" Nick yells, as if I were his dog. "You are my dog" Nick scolds. I guess I accidentally said that out loud. I whimper my apology and gently lick his length, waiting for the half hour to end. "You're done" Nick finally says. I sigh in relief as Nick removed the shock device from my body. "next time it's worst, do you understand me?" He asks. I nod my head, not standing up. "You're to say naked the entire time you are in this house. Understood?" Nick asks, putting away the device that held me captive for what felt like a lifetime. I nod my head, barely able to stay awake. "Tiffany you can come down now" Nick yells, loudly. "Can we go now?" Tiffany whines as she runs down the stairs. "Of corse!" I say, sarcastically. What did I do to deserve this? I follow Tiffany upstairs, sending Nick a sad look, while struggling because of my leg. She leads me into what I am guessing is her room. She points to her floor. "Sit" she demands. I do as I am told, sitting like a dog. "Okay, so, you are now my boyfriend. I am going to make my ex get back with me. You still do everything I tell you, and I still hate you. Don't get any ideas Mr.Caylen because I own you, and you are nothing more then a slave to me. Understood?" She says, grabbing my sore face in her hands. I have to date this slut, great. "Yes, master" I say sarcastically, but she doesn't catch on again. "Okay, good! Now let's go on a date. With all my friends. And my ex! I will text them!" she say. Great. She types away on her phone. "Okay! let's go!" she grabs my hand, standing me up and leads me to the living room, handing me jeans and a tanktop, no underwear. I put on the oversized clothes and follow her as she walks outside. She takes me to her car, and goes to the passengers side. "Where am I driving to?" I ask. "Well there's a nice diner a few blocks over, that's where we are meeting." She says. "How to I get there?" I ask. "You don't know?" she says. "No I'm sorry!" I say, not meaning it. She rudely directs me to the diner. I still don't know where I am, but I know I'm not in Texas because of my surroundings. When I pull into the diner, there is few cars there. This is going to be fun. I don't want to pretend to date this bitch. First I am gay and second she is a bitch. I hate this so much already.
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