Prologue: The Basement
Spencer woke that morning with little recognition as to where he was. He blinked sleep from eyes and stared groggily into the deep darkness before him. He knew Master must have moved him, because the room was unfamiliar. The young man curled around himself, wrapping his skinny bare arms around his naked chest, trying to keep himself warm.
The room was cramped, dark, and cold. The air was thick with moisture, possibly a basement, which only added on to the cold and made it hard to breathe. The boy was curled up naked on the frigid marble floor, the only thing he was allowed to wear being a thin leather dog collar, completed with a thick nylon strap to keeping him tethered to the rough concrete wall.
He sat quietly, not wanting to draw Master's attention to himself. He knew it was only a matter of time, knew that no matter what he did, no matter how quiet he was, Master would come for him. He always did. And as the heavy metal door clanged open, he felt the familiar fear, horror, and humiliation he always did, but most of all, he just felt tired.
So this was my first Fanfiction :). I don't have a Beta, so hopefully there aren't too many errors. If you notice any mistakes or you are interested in becoming my beta, please don't hesitate to review PM me. Constructive criticism is welcome, flames will be ignored. As all readers do, I would like to see feedback to improve my writing. If you have questions, comments, or suggestions, leave a review or PM me :)
