Yuri woke up, having been chained to the wall, stripped down to his boxers. He was shaking, as he was extremely cold, whimpering and sobbing as he tried to figure out where he was.
He couldn't see, a blindfold having been put over his eyes, jerking back when he feels a hand caress his face.
Not being able to move much, his breathing sped up and he tried pulling away from the hand.
"Good morning" He says, the voice sounding like an older man, the hand as bit as his cheek, and pulled him to stay put.
"P-please, what do you want? " Yuri asks, shaking and shivering, still trying to get away, not having much luck since he was still chained to the wall.
"You're worth a lot of money, and have been claimed by an American mobster" The unknown man says, caressing the rest of his unclothed both.
"Mobster? " Yuri asks, trying to kick the man away, but not getting far as he was slapped across the face "stay put or I'll let my men have their way with you" He says, not liking that he was trying to get away.
Yuri coughed and nodded his head "o-okay" He says, on the verge of tears at the though of a group of men having their way with his body.
The man stood up and chuckled, looking down at the young man, his kidnapping having been all over the news, looking for the young star.
I'm very sorry, it's been 2 years since I've updated, but I'm going to do better
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Uke Yuri Plietsky x Mobster Seme Male Reader
FanfictionM/n fell in love with the Russian punk Yuri. This is there life together.
