Master and Scipio

by abesgoldenfriend

Francis makes the mistake of following a beautiful woman home, and wakes up blindfolded and handcuffed to a bed in the possession of someone called Master. He now is part of a collection of Master, and this place is anything but beautiful. Warnings: slavery, dubcon, noncon (both implied), bodily harm, mental harm, supernatural creatures, underage, maybe BDSM, and MPreg. FrUK.

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Francis smiled at the woman sitting next to him. She smiled seductively back.

He happily left with her.

And that was the last thing he remembered before the night closed in.

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Francis knew the feeling of handcuffs and blindfolds. He knew he was on a bed, and that he was naked. He had been in this position before, though it was consensual before.

"Hello? Madam?" he said, choking on the English. "If you wanted this you could have asked," he laughed nervously.

A hand touched his face, much to large to be a woman's. Francis choked on the air that he breathed in.

He heard a deep laugh. "You know you're very pretty. Almost like a woman. With you my collection is complete."

Francis felt the bed tilt as the man sat down. "I-I have friends who are cops-"

The man laughed. "Relax, I'm not a rapist unless I have to be. As long as you don't cross me we'll be fine. I'm afraid that you'll have to spend the next few days in this bed, and then even more in this room. You can't be trusted yet. I'll have to whip up something for you, so I can trust you with more privileges. Until then Scipio'll take care of you." Francis flinched as he felt the back the man's hand against his cheek. "Good night Cupid."

"My name is Francis," the Frenchman hissed. The man laughed, and then everything went white. Francis' head was jerked sideways, and he felt blood start dripping from his mouth.

"That was a warning. Next time I wont be so lenient. Good night Cupid."

Francis heard the door close, and he started struggling. The cuffs bit into his wrists, and he cursed.

"No use."

Francis tilted his head. The voice was a little girl's, and it sounded Germanic. "Hello? Is someone there?"

"My name's Lilith. How are you feeling Cupid?"

Francis sighed. "I wish to go back to France."

"We all want to go home, but Master wont let us."

Francis sneered. "Who is this 'Master' that thinks he can order me around?"

"Are you human?"

Francis frowned at the question. "Of course. What else would I be?"

He heard something shift to his left. "Master is calling me. Good bye Cupid."

"Wait-"

He heard the door close. Francis groaned. He hoped it would be over soon.

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