AN: Don´t own anything

"Get up You filth! Your new master is here." Azael, the guard, stormed in the room and probably to make sure that Charles got the message right, kicked him hard in the ribs.

Charles just groaned and tried to get up but almost instantly fell back in the dirty mattress on the floor, where he was kept since his arrival. They kept him drugged all the time to avoid any attempts of escape but last time they overdosed it and now his head hurt like hell and the room and everything inside was nicely spinning around him like if he was in wonderland.

"For God's sake, will you get up today? Or should I kick you once again to help you?" came the bored voice of Azael once again.

Chalres wasn't in a mood to have more broken ribs than he already obtained from the first kick so he once again attempted to make his legs work and this time actually succeeded although they were a little wobbly, at least he was standing and that was what was asked of him.

"Good boy, now get shower. We wouldn't want your new owner be scared that he will get a disease if he touch you won't we?"

Charles just kept his eyes on floor and his mouth shut. He wanted to tell Azael that he really didn't give a damn about his new master, but knew that it would just lead into more beating, so he just kept silent. And who knows, maybe his new master wouldn't be that bad….

But Charles sincerely doubted it. Normal kind of people didn't go in a brothel to buy slaves. His new master will probably be as crazy as everybody else in this damn house.

…

After the shower Charles dressed up in the clothes that were already prepared for him and than just waited for somebody who would escort him to his new owner. And in less than five minutes Azael was once again standing on the door with handcuffs in his hands.

"Let's go you whore." He drawled and after he handcuffed his hands he started to drag him in the long hall which led to Charles's new life.

And before he had a chance to say good bye to this damn place he was already standing in front of a quite handsome men who had to be in his mid forties.

"Charles, this Sebastian Shaw your new master." And with that the man hungrily looked at his body and Charles just knew that he certainly was in a serious trouble. The way the man was looking at him…..like if he wanted to fuck him senseless just here, on the floor.

Azael probably sensed the same thing because he wickedly offered Shaw, if he wanted some time to get to know his new puppet.

But thanks to god Charles´s new master shook his head saying that they will have plenty of time for this once they get home and Charles couldn't help cringed at the thought of Shaw "getting to know him better".

Next chapter there will be some really naughty things and also Erik will be there...So review:)))