`Blaine quietly sat on a couch, in a small room, stripped of its carpets and wallpaper. He was about to meet his new master. The past masters he's had have been over abusive, which is why he has a purple bruise on his jaw and other bruises under his clothes. Blaine starts visibly shaking in fear that Kurt will be just as abusive as his other masters. Little does he know, Kurt is very sweet and kind and will treat him with respect. A tall muscular man with a stern look on his face walks through the door and yells for Blaine to stand up and come meet his new master. Blaine quietly walks into a large room, his eyes cast down. He was nervous, his stomach twisting as he stepped inside, readjusting his collar nervously as he looked down at his feet.
When Kurt noticed that his new sub had entered the room, he stood up and looked him over a couple of times with a smile on his face. He read the collar on the shy boy's neck. It said, 'Property of Kurt' He ran his thumb over the engraved letters.
"Hey sweetie." Kurt smiled. It seemed like the boy was pretty obedient. "What's your name?" He asked softly. Was this a trick question? Blaine's past masters would never ask him questions in which an answer was expected. Blaine took a deep breath.
"Blaine." He obliged, answering the others question, but he certainly wouldn't say much more. He knew from past owners that if he spoke out of turn he would get hit...hard. Kurt smiled and walked a little closer to Blaine.
"Well, Blaine, why don't for now, you look up so I can see your face?" Blaine looked up, staring blankly into his new masters eyes without a word. Kurt smiled at him. "You're precious." He whispered, rubbing Blaine's cheek with his thumb. Kurt noticed the bruise, but he would save that conversation for later.
Blaine blinked in confusion, "Precious?" He immediately slapped his hand over his mouth, closing his eyes, ready to be hit for speaking out of turn. Kurt gently pulled Blaine's hand away from his mouth. "Hey? What's wrong?" He asked softly.
"I'm sorry Master, please forgive me for speaking." He whimpered, looking down at his feet again, he hated when he couldn't be obedient like how he was taught. Kurt pulled Blaine's chin up, to make him look at him again.
"Shh, it's okay." Blaine didn't say another word, he wasn't afraid of this man right now, but he knew these men could change, and he really hoped that this one wouldn't.
"Come on, why don't we go home?" Kurt suggested. Blaine agreed with a nod before nervously playing with his collar. "Can I carry your bag master?" Blaine offered, gesturing to the bag on the mans shoulder. Kurt handed Blaine his bag, seeing as this was what he was use to. Blaine carried the bag and followed the man, his master, to wherever they were going, his shoulder hurt from his previous owners roughness, but he wanted to help his new master so it wouldn't happen again.
Kurt took the bag back from Blaine and threw it in the backseat of the car. He opened the passenger seat for Blaine. Blaine hurried onto the seat, buckling in his belt before looking down into his lap, nervously playing with his fingers as he waited for Kurt to enter the car. Kurt got into the drivers side of the car and drove them to his house.
Blaine was silent for most of the journey. When they arrived at Kurt's house, he looked out the window, his eyes widening as he saw how amazing it was. It was cute, and he was really beginning to hope that Kurt wouldn't be like all his other masters. Kurt got out of the car, grabbed the bags and led Blaine inside the house. He took him into the living room and sat them down on the couch. "Welcome home Blaine."
Blaine swallowed nervously as he sat down, his heart beat racing. He had no idea what was coming. "Master, may I speak?" Blaine asked hesitantly.
"Of course. You're always allowed to speak, okay?" Blaine's eyes widened, though he simply nodded in agreement. "Would you like anything? Need anything?" He offered, knowing his master used to like when he offered his services.
Kurt shook his head. "I don't need anything. But I want to talk to you.."
"What would you like to talk about master?" He asked, playing with his collar, looking down at his lap to divert his gaze.
"I've heard that your past hasn't been a good one…what's your life been like?"
Blaine froze, though he knew he had to answer. "I've been a sub ever since I can remember." He answered simply. "And my masters..." He trailed off, not being able to finish his sentence.
Kurt looked at him. "What about your masters?"
"They weren't the nicest people." He admitted. "They beat me if I did something wrong...They would just, hit me and scold me." He explained, continuing to look down at his lap. "And they have done numerous other things."
Kurt sighed and frowned. It hurt him that Blaine has been going through that. "Can you tell me what those other things are?"
Blaine blinked a few times before answering. "They raped me. But that's what I'm for. I'm here to please my masters." He explained, not daring to look up at Kurt.
Kurt looked at him sadly. "That is not what you are for. You will not be treated like that here, I promise you." Kurt said quietly. "I don't want you afraid of me."
"Thank you master." He spoke softly, he was relieved, but he could never take a masters words truthfully. "I'm not afraid..."
"Can you look at me?" Blaine obliged and looked up at Kurt, wondering why he wanted to talk to him, look at him, when he could have treated him like most his Dom's had. Kurt looked straight into his eyes. "I will never hurt you." he reassured, making sure Blaine understood.
Blaine swallowed the lump forming in his throat. He could feel tears welling in his eyes. It had been years since he had cried. Emotions weren't allowed with other masters. "I understand master."
Kurt scooted closer. "Don't hold back okay? Say what you want to say and feel how you want to feel."
"I...I don't know how to." He admitted in disbelief. For the past couple of years, he had learned to keep his feelings inside.
Kurt rubbed his thumb across Blaine's cheek again. He frowned slightly. "I'm sorry your past masters were mean to you." He whispered. "Just let your emotions out. It's okay I promise."
"Would it be okay if I went to bed?" Blaine asked, trying to avoid the subject of sharing his emotions, it was too hard and he didn't want to break down in front of Kurt. "If that's okay with you master?"
Kurt nodded. "Come on, I'll show you to your bedroom."
Blaine's eyes widened slightly at the word 'your' "Thank you." He replied with a small bow of his head before standing up, following Kurt to the bedroom.
Kurt opened the door. "This is your room Blaine." Kurt moved into the room and took a pair of pajamas out of the dresser and gave them to Blaine. "Put these on so you're more comfortable then you can sleep alright?"
Blaine looked around at the room. It was beautiful. It had a big queen size bed with a dark wooden headboard and a dresser and bedside table to match. His eyes looked down at the clothes in his hands. He never got the privilege of sleeping in clothes, so it was strange. "Thank you master..." Blaine wasted no time peeling the shirt from his bruised skin. His past masters made it very clear that he needed no privacy.
Kurt naturally turned away, giving Blaine time to change into the pajama's, so he hadn't noticed the many bruises. When Kurt looked back up, Blaine was dressed in the almost too big pajama's and standing in the middle of the room.
"So Blaine. This is your space. This is your room. Your bed, your dresser, this is /yours./" Blaine nodded slowly, looking into Kurt's eyes. Kurt leaned against the door frame. "There's a lock on the door. Feel free to lock it any time you want privacy. You won't get in trouble. I promise." Again, Blaine nodded.
Kurt smiled gently. "I'm going to the kitchen. If you need me, feel free to come down and get me." Kurt walked out and down to the kitchen to start dinner.
When Kurt left, Blaine climbed onto the bed and cuddled under the blankets. That's when it happened, he broke. He had tears streaming down his cheeks as he rested his head on the pillow. He fell asleep after about ten minutes of crying..
An hour later, Kurt set the table with a bowl of chili for both of them. He slowly walked back to the bedroom to wake Blaine up. He frowned when he saw the tear tracks down Blaine's face. He walked closer to the bed and rubbed Blaine's arm. "Blaine, dinner's ready."
Blaine jolted awake, flinching slightly. "I...Oh, yes master." He replied sleepily, wiping his eyes before climbing out of bed, not giving himself enough time to wake up properly.
"Hey Blaine...whoa…are you okay?" He asked, taken aback by Blaine's quick movements.
Blaine wiped his eyes once more, tugging on the collar around his neck. "I'm fine master." He spoke softly, looking over at Kurt, waiting for him to lead the way downstairs.
"Hey.." Kurt walked closer to him. "You've been crying, I can tell. And you keep pulling on the collar. What's wrong? Talk to me."
"It's nothing, just a nightmare." He explained, taking deep breaths to calm himself down, he hated when people could tell he'd been crying, it made him only want to cry more.
"But you were pulling on the collar before...back when we first got home. And tear tracks are stained on your cheeks, telling me that you were crying before you fell asleep. Something's wrong. Do you not like me or something?"
"I'm just adjusting. I...I've never had a master like you." He admitted, closing his eyes for a moment, swallowing thickly, he was definitely going to cry again.
"Like me? What do I do your other masters didn't?"
"One that...that lets me speak...sleep in a bed, tells me it's okay to feel..." He whispered before shaking his
head. "Sorry master. That was wrong of me to cry."
"No, it's alright, it's perfectly alright." Kurt whispered.
Blaine stood helplessly in the doorway, not wanting to just leave the room without his master. "Should we go master?" He asked.
"If you're okay.." Kurt walked up to him. "Promise me you're okay?"
Blaine took a deep breath, he wasn't okay, he couldn't promise that. "I'm sorry master, I can't promise that."
"Then will you please talk to me, tell me how you feel, or show how you feel? I need you to be okay, I need to know you're happy or not afraid of me."
Blaine looked over at Kurt, eyes filling with tears. "I feel like...I've felt for years, worthless...I fall asleep every night to be greeted with nightmares, then I get beaten for disturbing my master in the night. I feel now, as if I'm not serving my purpose. All my life I've been used, and now...now I have no purpose if you wont treat me in the way my masters were accustomed too."
Kurt pulled Blaine into a hug. "Blaine, you are serving your purpose. Your old masters had it all wrong. Your purpose is to make yourself happy. And doing what you've already done is making me very happy. I don't want to treat you like your old masters did. They were horrible people. I want to treat you with the respect you deserve."
Blaine froze and tensed up when Kurt took him into a hug, it had been such a long time since he'd been
embraced like this, so kindly. "But it made them happy...t-to treat me wrong...it made my masters happy." He mumbled.
"That would not make me happy. It would make me feel sick to my stomach. Do you wanna know what would make me happy? Is if you let me take care of you and do your best to enjoy your stay here."
Blaine nodded. He was happy that his master didn't want to hurt him. He needed a break, but he knew it was a matter of time until Kurt would leave him and he'd have to get another master, it's happened plenty of times before. "Okay master."
"You're with me now. I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you again." He pulled back from the hug. "Lets go eat."
Blaine nodded, wiping away the tears that he had shed before following Kurt down the stairs. Blaine couldn't prevent a small smile from appearing on his lips.
Kurt brought Blaine to the table and scooted his bowl of chili and his coke over to him. Blaine looked down at the food. He'd usually have less than this in a whole day with his old masters. It looked absolutely delicious. He picked up the spoon and looked over at Kurt. "May I eat master?"
"Of course. You don't have to ask." Kurt smiled and began eating as well.
Blaine began eating faster than the average human would. He was hungry and it tasted amazing. "This is really good master."
"Thank you." Kurt smiled and took a drink from his coke.
Blaine stopped eating for a moment. "Do you live here alone?" He asked, becoming a little braver with his
questions.
"I do." Kurt answered with a smile as Blaine slowly started to relax.
"My last master...he lived with his boyfriend." Blaine explained, pushing around the food in the bowl, taking a drink from his own can of coke.
"He had a boyfriend while he was your master?" Kurt asked, surprised.
"Yes...I was there when his boyfriend wasn't." He continued, finishing off his chili in silence before pushing the bowl away.
"When his boyfriend was there…where were you?"
"Out." Blaine didn't really want to talk about it, it wasn't the best part of his life, having to roam the streets whilst his master had sex with his boyfriend.
Kurt nodded. He could tell Blaine was uncomfortable with the subject. It was weird to think of someone having a boyfriend while being a master. To Kurt, he hoped one day Blaine could be his Sub and his boyfriend. "Would you like some more?"
"No thank you master." Blaine replied before standing up, looking over at Kurt with a shy smile. "Could I go back to bed master. I'm tired..."
"If that's what you want, then of course." Kurt smiled.
"Thank you…" Blaine turned to go back upstairs.
"Blaine.."
Blaine turned around to face Kurt again.
"If you need me in the middle of the night, my room is right across from yours. Don't hesitate, even if I'm sleeping." Blaine nodded slowly and headed back upstairs.
Kurt cleaned up the kitchen and then got ready for bed. He laid down in his bed and fell asleep shortly after. Blaine tossed and turned in bed as he slept. He shot up in bed, breathing hard. Nightmare. It was just a nightmare. His face was sweaty, his curls were stuck to his forehead and he had tears in his eyes. He was afraid to go back to sleep. He sighed, debating if he should go wake Kurt up.