(Lances POV)
•𝒮𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝒸𝑒𝓃𝑒•
It was in the middle of nowhere.
Miles from any kind of town.
No cops patrolled the area, that's why all the 'slave' buyers exchange in this huge warehouse. Most of us were kept there until our Masters got bored of us and brought us back. When we were brought back, we'd be punished until we were out cold. The smaller and younger ones wore shock collars, olders just wore chains. We were kept in small, 'dog' cages. We only ate once every two days and when we did, it was usually scraps and raw meat. We ate it anyway. I've been a slave for my whole life. Hey, I'm Lance McClain. And this is my story.
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✄𝐀 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐤--- Klance Little Space AU
FanfictionTW! Abuse, SH, SA mention, ED, sexual intimacy, age regression, panic attacks, depression, adult breastfeeding, and swearing **NON SEXUAL AGE REGRESSION** do NOT sexualize age regression in this story, it purely for a comfort and healing process. A...
