Who said you own me!?

Chapter 3.

Jackson's pov"No, I don't know, ok!... Yes... Yes, I know... Ok, fine, I'll be more careful... Yeah, hoping he will lighten up to me... ok, talk to you later then, bye" 

I hang up the phone from talking to my brother. He was a little sad knowing valentine tried to escape. All I'm trying to do was giving him food and clean clothes. 

I was giving him a little bit of trust by leaving those two doors unlocked. But he showed me. He can't be trusted yet. I go upstairs to my bedroom and gather a few books off their shelves, setting them on my nightstand. 

Then I go to my closet, grab some drawstring sweat pants, some boxers that are now too small for me, and a baggy t-shirt. I take those into the guest bathroom with me, where I run a warm bath. 

I sit the closes on the back of the toilet, and I go back to my room, grabbing the books, taking them with me down to the basement where valentine laid. 

I let out a small hum as I look at him. I couldn't wait to take him and claim him as mine. I bend down, and I pick him up from the cold concrete. 

Carefully, I take him up the basement stairs and then the house stairs to the guest bathroom. I sat him down inside the tub and made sure he wouldn't slip under and drown. I then step out of the bathroom, locking the door from the outside. 

I then run downstairs to the kitchen, and I put a pot of water on the stove. I put it on low, so just in case I take forever with valentine, I won't burn down the kitchen. 

I then run back up the stairs and to the bathroom. 

When I walked in, I realized he was awake. He looked at me with pure terror in his eyes "p-please I'm sorry, please don't drown me, I'm sorry!!!" he yells out. 

I sigh. "I'm not going to drown you, you are staying alive, but I do have a punishment in mind for you. Just be quiet and let me wash you, ok?" 

he slightly relaxes. "o-ok," I show a small smile, and I reach under the sink, and I grab a scrunch, and I then grab some male body wash. I get the scrunch all soapy, and I bring it up to meet with his shoulder, and I wash his chest and back, 

"punishment now or later?" he looks down "n-now, I want to get this over with" I smirk, and I wash off his shoulder. 

Your punishment is letting me wash your area, it's a simple punishment, but you don't want me to touch there, makes it a punishment." 

His face goes red as a tomato, making him look even cuter. I reach down to his manhood. I put soap in my hand and I begin to wash his area. 

I could hear him whine a bit at my touch. "aw what's the matter, do you not like it, or do you like it. You don't want to?" he nods "oh... both" I smirk, "well, im done, just got to rinse you off, and then I can run new water so that you can just relax, enjoy this while you can." 

he nods, and I run him some new clean water. I leave, and I go across the hall to my bedroom. 

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