Sebastian sat outside on what seemed to be the only curb not covered in a thick sheet of ice in front of the sketchy looking hotel he was told to wait at. He wasn't worried about the patrons inside or the scum staring at him as they passed by, this was his home away from home. He knew the name of the kid that worked the pay window, he knew the fastest way out of the building from almost every room and best of all he knew most of the people who regularly serviced the men and women who came here looking for a disposable lover. He could remember the first night feeling anxious the way he did now, as if there was something trying to climb its way out of his chest. He wasn't a newbie anymore, but he had certainly never done a full weekend with such a high paying client.

Client was just a nice name for whatever fuck wanted to claim him. It had started when Severin couldn't seem to stop getting caught with dope, then it was breaking and entering and now it was money for a lawyer to get the stupid sod off for raping a minor. With a heavy sigh Sebastian checked the small disposable phone, no texts from Rin; he wasn't expecting any, and only a few more minutes. His chest started to feel strange again and he closed his eyes just for a second. The cold chill burning his nose as he took a deep breath.

"I love the school boy outfit. Didn't have time to change after rugby I see. I should pay you extra." The same lilting voice he'd heard the weekend before teased and Sebastian's eyes snapped open. The man looked rich, like he claimed to be, he paid fifty in advance and that was a good enough reason to trust him.

"Yeah, I didn't want to be late."

The man smiled and it made his perfectly gelled hair move back across his rather large forehead. He wasn't at all unattractive though, even with his unusual looks and Sebastian caught himself staring into the dark eyes with slight admiration. "I see, well Tiger, do you have a name?"

"Sebastian."

"James, but you can call me Jim or daddy if you'd like, Basher."

The teen's cheeks went red but it wasn't the first time he was told to call a client that so he nodded and stood up. "Shall we?"

James had already purchased a room. It was one of the nicer ones without the stank of mildew and whoever else had been there last. The first thing Sebastian was told to do was undress, Jim sat in one of the fading textile chairs that positioned on either side of the window and watched him.

"Leave on the tie and your socks." Sebastian nodded and threw the rest of his clothes and shoes into a far corner and stood stock still. He had been proud of his body once. He used to be captain of the rugby team until Rin started acting out. He still had a tan from days when the sun came out during practice and it gave his built, lean body an earthy glow under his blond hair. "Gorgeous. Plenty blessed too. Diseases?"

Sebastian shook his head honestly at the late twenties, possible lawyer. He had gotten tested. He was clean. "Good." James smiled in a way that showed off the almost mental gleam in his eyes. Sebastian continued to watch him as he walked closer, they were about the same height, Jim being just a tad shorter but his personality seemed to make up for it. The man ran a hand over Sebastian's chest and giggled to himself. The fingers crept to a nipple and gave it a little tug causing the teen to gasp. "Sensitive are we?" There was no answer and Jim took both the boy's nipples in his hands and started to tease them until Sebastian was finding it hard to stay still and quiet.

Jim's tongue darted out and slid down the teen's chest until it reached the start of his blond happy trail. "Please don't hold back on those delicious noises." With that the man's warm mouth closed around Sebastian's half hard cock quickly bringing it to full mast with an excited little yelp.

The teen's hands fluttered about trying to find a place to hold onto, they settled on Jim's shoulder's barely pulling him closer. He was shaking already and with every extra inch Jim was able to fit into his wonderfully warm mouth Sebastian got closer. He was used to being used, use to being on his knees for his clients but never-never had he felt this and it was amazing. It took mere minutes to get him over the edge and coming with heavy pants and groans into the man's mouth. Jim swallowed easily and kissed his way back up to grin at the blond.

"Feel less awkward?" Sebastian's blue eyes were unfocused and hazy as he nodded contently. "Good, up onto the bed." He gave a small look of confusion before following the order and climbing up onto the king sized bed still covered in a moss green comforter. He hadn't noticed the straps hanging from the celling until Jim pulled them down and giggled. "I know you probably aren't used to this, but it will all be okay, my tiger." Sebastian swallowed hard and felt his stomach clench.

"Hands out in front, dear." Sebastian stuck out his wrists without hesitation and didn't even flinch as they were pulled up above his head on some sort of pulley contraption that consisted of leather cuffs and a rope. It pulled his arms tight and kept his chest still, but he was able to kneel comfortably. "How's that feel?"

"Fine sir."

"Oh I much prefer Daddy or Jim." The rope that was attached to Sebastian's arms was yanked and the teen's knees were no longer able to touch the bed comfortably making his arms strain and it hard to breathe. A bit of panic flashed across his features but the other remained perfectly calm.

"How old are you Sebastian? Sixteen? Seventeen?"

"Six-sixteen." Sebastian stuttered, watching as Jim unbuckled his belt from his pants and pulled it out with a snap. He could feel the happy flutters dying in his stomach.

"Has your daddy ever spanked you?" The leather was dragged across Sebastian's exposed chest, pushing away the tie before trailing down his tauntingly thighs.

Sebastian looked away and stared at the wall, waiting for the worst. "When I was little I suppose." Even though he was ready and all his muscles pulled tight into a slightly uncomfortable position he hadn't been ready for the burn the fast lash left across his thigh and instinctively he pulled down to try and cover that area but it only worked to yank on his shoulders.

"Very nice. Shall we try that again?" Sebastian didn't answer; he pushed his toes under him trying to relieve the pressure from his chest and arms. The belt was brought down across his thighs, his back, shoulders, and stomach-everywhere. The thick leather wrapped around his body leaving wide pink welts that stung and made him jump against his best intentions. Still he didn't make a noise other than chocked yelps that were caught in his mouth. "This is what use to be called tanning a hide; do you know why people tan a hide?"

"No sir." A lash hit sharp across the soft flesh right under his arse and he let out a small whimper. "No James."

"Good enough. Hunters do it before they skin their beasts. You have such a lovely hide, my tiger." Sebastian's breathing got heavier and he started to yank on the ropes holding him, feet curling under him as he tried to lift himself up and away from the psycho. The belt was brought down harder and faster until Sebastian stilled with a panicked whimper. "Now, now that was stupid. Is your brother as stupid as you?"

Sebastian's whole body froze at the mention of his brother. His head snapped up and a feral growl left his chest. "Don't you dare talk about him."

"Why not, if he looks anything like you I'd love to play with him." The belt was brought down across Sebastian's arse and he snarled, twisting futilely at the ropes in hopes of getting his hands around the other's neck. "So angry. He is your twin isn't he, a little trouble maker; he could use a good spanking."

"Stop! You have me! Stop." Pain seared through the teen's body as the leather was snapped across any place that was left untouched, leaving him a fairly uniform shade of pink. This time he let out a groan every time it kissed the skin that was already welted and hissed each time it slapped across his groin, just above his already tender prick. He was grateful, at the very least, that Jim seemed to know what he was doing.

The belt lashed out one last time across Sebastian's cheek and he cursed. "Oh tut-tut, your daddy should have paid a lot more attention to you. Nothing but a little whore aren't you, filthy mouth and all. And Severin, or you call him Rin don't you, is just as bad." Sebastian ran his tongue across the split skin of his cheek then spit with all the courage he could muster but it landed pathetically against his welted chest. "That was just disgusting. Clearly this method isn't getting through."

James turned away from the young whore, setting the belt down next to him and moved to a sleek looking luggage case. Sebastian tried to push himself up on his toes to stop the sting in his arms that throbbed over the ache of his body. This had been a dumb idea. This had been so dumb. Rin didn't even know where he was. "I'm sorry sir! Please, you don't have to pay me the rest! Just let me go, I changed my mind!"

There was a shrill giggle and the man turned around with a serrated hunting knife. It was completely silver and glinted in the low light of the room. Sebastian's heart jumped and he started scooting as far back as the ropes would let him but it yanked on his shoulders and make it harder to breathe than it already was. He kept muttering nonsense apologies and making promises, promises not to tell and to be good. Anything. "Hush, hush, I don't want to kill you, yet." While the words were said as if to comfort the scared teen it only worked him up more and the promises were replaced with vile curses. "Is that any way for a young man to behave. I might just have to cut that tongue out if you keep this up."

Sebastian closed his mouth and whimpered. His eyes darted about the room for a means of escape but it was no use if he couldn't get his arms out. "I prepaid you fifty, are you going to give me my money back or did you already spend it." Sebastian's chin dropped to his chest and he started shaking. He just wanted to go home and make dinner for Rin. Dad wasn't home for the weekend; then again, he was never home, always something about war and politics. No time for his messed up twins.

"I can get you the money, just please!"

The tip of the knife was pulled across Sebastian's strung up arm and Jim brought his face in close enough that each little breath sent hot air into the teen's face. "What did you spend the money on? A lawyer? To make Rin's charges go away?" Sebastian pulled he face away only to have the knife dig into his forearm, not hard enough to make it bleed but just so he'd know it was there. "There is no escaping me my dove. Rin is an adult now isn't he. Looks like jail for him. So sad, maybe they will let you take his place." The knife was pressed in hard so it pushed through the first few layers of skin. "Or you can ask daddy to make it all better for you, to take care of you. I only ask for one thing in return."

Sebastian gulped and looked up into the dark eyes of his client. "What?"

"Your loyalty to me and your body."

"Fuck off." Jim clicked his tongue and the knife was shoved the rest of the way in. Sebastian screamed and bucked around in the bounds as fear surged through his body. Jim just laughed, a high pitch cackle that suited him more than Sebastian would have liked to admit. The knife was pulled from his arm and the warm blood seeped from the hole, running down to the nook of his elbow and congealing there in an itchy warm glob.

The knife was shoved flush against Sebastian's jugular and the boy whimpered out another pitiful plead. "Oh my sweet darling, I bought you for the whole weekend and I intend to get what I paid for. By the end of this you might even find you enjoy it but if you don't there are only two ways out of here, both will be given by me." The knife was pressed a little closer and the boy just nodded weakly. "Good boy, now behave, I know you want the money."

Sebastian's stomach dropped through his body, he needed the money, and it was a lot of money. He swallowed hard when the knife was removed from his throat and looked up at the wound on his arm. Not too deep, still bleeding, stinging but ignorable. Relief washed over the boy as he heard the knife get set on the wooden dresser but panic quickly rushed back when he saw a bull whip and a small rounded purple piece of plastic.

"You can fuck me! That's what we agreed to!"

"No, actually we agreed to the whole weekend, nothing else. Be more careful with your words tiger." Sebastian thrashed against the rope but couldn't get a grip to pull himself up without dropping and finding it hard to breathe. Already his arms were starting to get sore, burning around the rotator cuffs and wrists, but he needed the money, Sev needed the money. He stilled his movements and hung his head again. "There's a good boy."

Jim crawled up on the bed behind him and Sebastian tried to crane his neck to see what was going on only to get whacked and told to look forward. He felt lube get worked up inside his rectum, fingers brushed lightly against his prostate, then something wide- probably the purple thing he had seen- was worked up inside him. He was already fairly stretched, he'd learned the hard way to prep before you did a job but the object still stretched him and caused him to keen softly. It was nestled right under his prostate and every squirm he made to keep his breath from stopping made it push up against it, wasn't bad though, not until it started buzzing of its own accord.

Sebastian screeched and pulled himself up by his arms as if that would help get away from the strange sensation that was sending shocks straight to his cock. "Now, now dear, you are going to hurt yourself like that." He was already in pain though, his body felt sore and too warm, arms tired and anus, god.

Sebastian closed his eyes for a second and took a deep breath, trying his best not to clench around the vibrator but that had been a mistake because the instant his eyes were closed the whip was lashed against him, curling around his back and snapping at his thigh. He screamed. He didn't mean to but he did and his eyes went wide in shock. That had hurt. That had hurt a lot.

"Please don't-" Another strike rained down and soon there was barely any time between them. He could feel blood seeping from some of the welts but it didn't stop James, lash after lash cracked against Sebastian's skin and echoed through the room along with his small yelps. It stung, it burned and he wasn't able to keep count but he knew it had only been a few and already he wanted it to stop, wanted to be able to breathe properly and move. Bleary eyed the teen looked up at his client once the whip stilled and glared. "Stop… please!"

"You don't like this?" The whip was brought down on the boy's back and he arched up, pulling the vibrator up with it which sent jolts of pleasure along with the pain. "You shouldn't have been so naughty." There was another stroke and Sebastian was whimpering. The pleasure and the pain paired with not being able to breathe or move without making his arms ache had him dizzy. Confusion and panic claimed him. His breathing was coming sharper, quick inhales and panting exhales, his face was twisted into a grimace and his pleas were interrupted by shrieks each time the leather spilt skin.

When the whip was finally put away there were dark lines of red and purple across the whore's chest, back and thighs. His head was spinning, breath still coming too fast and sharp and tears threatened to start falling. "Please… I'll be good…" He kept muttering, unsure if that's what he was supposed to say but knowing he wanted it to stop. The vibrator hadn't stilled, it was less noticeable under the pain of his body but still it buzzed against his prostate making it impossible to focus on anything. "Please James…"

"Hush now, that part is over." Sebastian let out a small sob at Jim's words. The whip was set in the case and a cup of water was taken back over. "You thirsty?" Sebastian nodded and gulped gratefully at the cup pressed against his lips. His throat was so raw. The cup was taken away once it was empty and Sebastian thought about asking for more but didn't, he didn't want to be taken care of. He wanted to be let down.

The vibrator was still going, but the low buzz was being covered by the ache in his shoulders, he must have twisted more than he realized. His legs were shaking and arms but he couldn't get close enough to the bed to give his body a break. "Are we done?" He asked numbly, toes scraping along the cotton sheets.

"Oh my innocent little darling." James purred and Sebastian had his answer. He gulped against the lump in his throat, and whimpered when he saw Jim head back to the trunk. "You really are quite the looker Sebastian."

"Thanks." The boy grunted past his fear. "You are too."

"Ah-ah-ah, no flirting is going to save you my dear. I think some of my friends would love to see you. They would be so jealous. Shall we tease them?" Jim giggled and turned around holding a sharpie and a smart phone as if they were platters of food balanced in the palm of his hands. "You don't mind do you?"

"Well-"

"Doesn't matter!" The man sing-songed and skipped over to the bound whore. The ropes were lowered so that Sebastian's knees rested on the mattress and shoulders could relax, he gave a grateful sigh. His breathing coming easy again as dark spots washed across his vision for a second. "What should I write..."

He didn't respond this time, he knew better, just hung his head and let his shoulders slouch as much as they could. He could hear Jim behind him, crawling up onto the bed and settling down. There was a pop from the cap of the marker and then something cold was drawn across his back. He wouldn't be able to wash it off, it'd be stuck there until soap finally faded it. He was nothing but a stupid whore, this was all his fault. Severin; Severin needed this, this would make it all better. He took several deep breaths and closed his eyes, fighting the urge to try and look back.

Jim giggled behind him with each line of the cold felt tip. He could tell the difference in pressure and with of marks but still had no idea what they were. The fake shutter of the smart phone went off and Sebastian winced, not from pain, just embarrassment. "Almost done, just got to get the front. Straighten up for me." Sebastian followed the orders, this side was easier, he could watch as the word 'SLUT' was written in big bubble letters across his abdomen. "What do you think?"

Sebastian looked away, earning himself a harsh slap to his cheek. "We aren't finished, I know the perfect touch." Jim bounced off the bed, over to the wardrobe and came back with a thick black collar, name tags hanging off the u-loop and Sebastian could just barely make out a JM.

"I don't wanna…" He twisted away, pushing the vibrator higher up his rectum and moaning.

"Aw, but it's the perfect piece, daddy insists." The collar was wrapped tight around his wind pipe, making him gag at first before Jim loosened it and buckled the clasp. It felt strange against his throat and try as the boy did, he couldn't see anything other than the gleam of the little tags and the degrading words. Jim's hand slid into his pocket and Sebastian's eyes went wide. Suddenly the buzzing wasn't ignorable anymore, it was throbbing making his thighs clench and mouth hang wide and his body adjusted to the stimuli.

"Ja-James…" Sebastian begged, eyes fluttering closed and hands desperately pulling to touch his now aching erection. The sound of the cheesy shutter went off over and over again and Sebastian's cheeks went a deep red. "Don't, send- please!" His mind was shorting out on him and the only thing he knew was that suddenly the vibrating seemed to shake everything, his prostate, his balls, his cock, but it wasn't enough. A string of curses fell from the teen's lips as well as promises if Jim turned off the thing, or gave him something- anything.

The sensation kept going up until Sebastian was practically crying and begging for Jim to touch him. It just wasn't enough, he needed more, needed relief. Being able to move and bounce around in his restraints only made it worse because every time he moved the probe shifted and hit a new spot. The teen was moaning and seeing stars. "Please, daddy, please!" The sickening sound of the shutter was still going off recording the humiliation Sebastian was under.

"My friends are going to just eat this up, and once they know you have a twin…"

"Leave Rin Out!"

"So feisty tiger. Are you afraid I will let one of them touch him like this? Maybe I will just take him myself, I am kind, don't you think?" Sebastian squeezed his eyes shut in attempts to block out the lilting Irish drawl. He felt sick having the warmth of his impending orgasm fluttering through his stomach as he pictured his brother. "Does he have a big cock 'Bastian? Big and inexperienced like yours?" He didn't want to come to that image but the flutters were getting stronger and the buzzing was too. "Have you kissed him?"

"No! Stop!"

"Do you want to? Do you want to run your hands across his chest? Twist his pink nipples?" The shutter went off again and Sebastian felt a tear roll down his cheek. He was so close. He could see Rin's chest, it was slightly slimmer than his but only they could tell and there was a birth mark that Sebastian didn't have right under his left rib. He was a good looking boy. No. No, that wasn't what he was going to picture. "I bet that tongue could do so much." Sebastian opened his mouth and screamed as the vibrator milked out stream after stream of hot semen from him then he collapsed into the last twitches of his orgasm with Rin's tongue still on his mind and a dirty feeling settling in his chest.

The vibrator went dead seconds later and Sebastian was still panting, tears rolling down his cheeks and the most pathetic puppy dog pout playing across his features. "Did you have fun?" He didn't answer. He was in pain, his arse was raw and his shoulders throbbed, as did his head. Jim laughed and refilled the cup of water, bringing it over with two little red pills that he shoved into Sebastian's mouth claiming it was for the pain. Sebastian swallowed without caring.

He was cleaned up after that. His come was wiped away, collar tugged back around to show off the little tags and the vibrator pulled out of his arse. Jim kissed his cheek and told him he did 'so well that they'd make a good boy of him yet'. He was left chained up to the celling when Jim pranced out of the room wishing him a good night and telling him he'd be back later. Sebastian felt scared and alone, echoes and the streets chatter seemed to be more threatening knowing that there was nothing he could do to fight off an attacker but all the same sleep came easy due to his worn out body and the pain meds. Not soon after the door slammed shut was his head lolling to the side and peaceful snores rolling from his mouth.