Breathe in and take my life in you

No longer myself

Only you

There's no escaping me my love

Surrender

The first thing he could register was how much his head hurt. It pounded with pain and made lights flash behind his eyes. He went to place his hand on his head, but he couldn't. It was like his arms were stuck. He tried again, thinking that his arms were only asleep, but that was when he heard the low laughter. He opened his eyes and was only met with more darkness. But he could tell that he was sitting in a chair. He tried to stand but his legs wouldn't move. Suddenly, an overhead light flashed on, making his eyes burn and his vision go fuzzy. He groaned, but it sounded funny and muffled. Another laugh reached his ears. He tried to ask who was there, but he couldn't.

" Don't worry. You don't need to say a word. In fact, you are in no position to talk." A far too familiar voice said.

He was confused. He tried to lick his lips, but his tongue was blocked by what felt like fabric.

A gag.

Oh god.

He struggled to move again, but his hands were held together behind the chair. His legs were attached to the legs of the chair.

" Blaine..." hands squeezed at his shoulders and a pair of lips touched his ear, " It's pointless if you struggle. You aren't getting away from me this time."

Blaine tired to turn to see who his abductor was, but the hands reached up to keep his head in place while the lips started to kiss his neck. Blaine let out a muffled whimper.

" Shhhhh, Blaine. It's gonna be so much easier for you if you cooperate." The abductor kissed Blaine on the cheek and Blaine jerked his head away. The abductor rounded on him and slapped him across the face. Blaine cried out in pain. The abductor grabbed Blaine's chin and made him look him straight in the eyes. Blaine froze.

Sebastian.

" Listen to me. You are going to do everything I tell you to do. You are going to let me do whatever the fuck I want to you. If you don't cooperate, I will keep you here and make your life a living hell." Sebastian proceeded to straddle Blaine's lap. He roughly pulled the gag out of Blaine's mouth. " Understand?"

Blaine couldn't speak. He was too angry and frightened.

" I'll take that as a ' yes Sir'" Sebastian smirked. He grabbed Blaine's shirt front and crushed their lips together. Blaine tried to refuse, he did, but Sebastian bit him hard, forcing him to open his mouth. Sebastian moaned as he all but raped Blaine's mouth. No matter how much Blaine struggled or bit, it only spurred Sebastian on, and he started grinding on Blaine's lap

" Never knew you could be so feisty." Sebastian purred. Blaine felt sick. " Just think, you ran away from Ohio to be with that prissy bitch when you could have been with me."

Blaine's heart skipped a beat. Kurt. Where was Kurt? Sebastian attacked his mouth again.

" Mmmm... you don't know how long I've been wanting to kiss you, Blaine. Ever since I first met you, I couldn't stop imaging about how good you would taste."

" S-stop, please..."

" I'll never stop. When you ran away, I knew I had to find you. I had to find you and show you what you're missing."

" No! Fucking stop!" Blaine cried. He struggled against the restraints on his hands, and that's when he felt it. Or, rather, didn't feel it. On his left hand. The third finger.

" My ring." Blaine whispered high and panicked.

" What?"

" Where the fuck is my ring?"

" Why, I'm sure I don't know what you mean."

" MY ENGAGEMENT RING YOU BASTARD."

Sebastian slapped him again, and then a third time when Blaine tried to speak.

" You've just lost the privilege of talking, Blaine. And you were doing so good earlier. I would have loved to hear you scream my name..." Sebastian sighed and walked over to a table that Blaine hadn't noticed before and brought back a roll of duct tape.

" No! Please!"

" Sorry Blaine. Can't have you yelling at me. Kind of a turn off." Sebastian bit off a piece of the tape and straddled Blaine again

" Kurt..." Blaine whimpered before the tape cut off his speech.

" He's not coming for you. Hell, even if he did, what would he think of you in such a compromising position? And without your ring on? Trust me, babe, I'm doing you a favor."

Hi, you've reached Blaine Anderson. I'm not available at the moment, so feel free to leave a message and I'll get back to you!

[ BEEP]

" Blaine? Please pick up. I haven't heard from you all day and it's getting really late. Where are you? Please come home. You're starting to scare me." Kurt pressed the call end button. He went to the couch and sat down with his head in his hands. He tried to think back to that morning. It was Tuesday, so he and Blaine ate breakfast together, watched some T.V, and then Blaine went off to his first class of the day at NYADA. That was the last time he saw him. Kurt didn't even see him in the hallway in between music and scene study like he usually did.

Maybe he's mad at me for some reason? We haven't had an argument about anything recently. Rachel hasn't seen him... maybe I should call her again. Oh God, where is he? Maybe he's still on campus...? I'll call Professor Leigh, he has her twice a day.

He did, and her answer chilled him to the bone.

" Mr. Anderson wasn't in any of my classes today. I though he was home sick."

" Oh... th-thanks anyway."

" Mr. Hummel, you say Blaine hasn't contacted you at all today?"

" Yes."

" If he doesn't turn up by tomorrow, I suggest calling the police. Better safe than sorry. I'll talk to some of the other professors and see if they've seen Mr. Anderson at all."

" Thank you, Professor."

" Good luck, Mr. Hummel."

The call ended. Kurt burst into tears and fell to his knees. He could feel it. He could feel in his heart that Blaine was in trouble. But what could he do? Nothing. He somehow managed to drag himself to bed and he cried until he fell asleep from exhaustion, holding onto the slim chance that Blaine would climb into bed next to him and apologize for missing the bus and tell him he loved him. That had to be it.

It has to be.

" Blaine... oh Blaine" Sebastian moaned, fucking himself on Blaine. He bit and sucked on his collarbone, making the existing bruises even worse.

Blaine was crying, the tears rolling down his bruised face ( from his punishments) at the realization that the physical stimulation was going to make him unwillingly climax... again. He felt no pleasure when he did. Only guilt. The only person he was supposed to be doing this with was...

" Kurt!" Blaine sobbed when his muscles tensed and felt that guilt-ridden orgasm go though him.

Blaine closed his eyes and awaited the slap or punch or whatever came with saying Kurt's name. But nothing did come. Sebastian only glared. He lifted himself off of Blaine and walked back over to the table where he kept his torture devices, right next to the pile of fabric that used to be his clothing. Blaine watched him go, fear going though him. He started shaking when he was something flash in Sebastian's hand. Sebastian hid the object behind his back and walked back over to Blaine.

" What are the rules, darling? Are you supposed to say anyone else's name?"

Blaine glared up at him with pure hatred. Sebastian quickly straddled him again and clasped his hand around Blaine's throat.

" Are you supposed to say the word ' Kurt'?" Sebastian growled. He tightened his grip on Blaine's throat. Blaine gasped for air, struggling against Sebastian.

" I think you need a permanent reminder, don't you? You need to know who you really belong to now." Sebastian pulled out what was behind his back. Blaine gave out a sob at the sight of the knife.

" Let's play a game. It's sort of like hangman. Every time you break a rule, I'll add a letter. I'd say you've broken about, oh lets see, three rules? That's three letters of my name." Sebastian said with sick satisfaction. He pressed the tip of the knife into the skin of Blaine's chest and slowly carved out the letter S, purposefully dragging out the pain. Blaine screamed and thrashed in his chair as Sebastian started on e. The tight bonds around his arms and the ones around his waist that Sebastian had added dug into his skin and kept him in place while Sebastian finished b.

The letters were red, and blood ran down Blaine's chest. The sweat that covered his body stung the wounds, but what was really making Blaine shake and cry was the fact that those letters would never go away. Even if he got out of this alive, Kurt would never want to be with him if he had Sebastian carved into his chest.

" Oh, baby, don't cry. If you had only been good, I wouldn't have had to do that." Sebastian lifted Blaine's chin. " Do you think you've learned your lesson?"

Blaine shook off Sebastian's hand. " Fuck you."

Instead of beating him, Sebastian only smirked. " You'd better watch your mouth, Blaine. There's six more letters where that came from."

" … He's about 5'9'', hazel eyes, dark curly hair. He was wearing a red tee shirt and jeans last time I saw him."

The policeman nodded, writing down Kurt's descriptions on a note pad. Rachel clung onto Kurt's arm.

" This whole thing is so out of character for him. I mean, he always tells Kurt or me if he's going to be late or if he gets lost." Rachel said.

" Duly noted, ma'm." the policeman said.

Kurt and Rachel left the police station with the promise of " we'll do our best to find your friend." Kurt walked with his eyes scanning the faces of every person that passed by, hoping to see his fiance's face.

" Kurt... look, I know your scared. So am I, but maybe he's back at the apartment right now, waiting for us-"

" He's been gone for almost two days. He's not coming back by himself. He's in trouble, I know it." Kurt said through clenched teeth.

" Kurt, don't say that. I'm sure he's just fine. Finn is looking for him too."

" Rachel, I appreciate what you're trying to do, but we can't pretend that he's ok. He won't answer his phone, no one has seen him. Something is wrong..."

" STOP! GOD, PLEASE! NO MORE!"

Sebastian ignored his pleads. He watched the bright red drip off of the blade as another s was formed on his captive's skin, humming a tune under his breath.

" You know how to make it stop, silly. Just say it."

Blaine let the tears roll down his face. " I... I'd be lying if I did."

" Really? Interesting..."

The letter t was scrawled out.

" Say it, Blaine. Say you love me."

" No- AHHHHH!"

Kurt woke with a start, his arms reaching straight out. He'd had the most horrible dream. He had seen Blaine, his Blaine, bloody and tied up in a dark room, screaming for Kurt. And he was stuck where he stood, unable to move while Blaine cried for him

Kurt! Please, save me! KURT!

Kurt fell back onto his pillows, sobs coming in constant waves.

Two days. It had been two fucking days since he had seen his love.

" I'll find you. I'll find you if it's the last thing I ever do." Kurt whispered into the dark.

" Eat."

Silence.

" Blaine, I don't want you to die. Just eat the fucking soup."

" You've already killed me." Blaine said through clenched teeth. The cuts spelling out Sebast stung, making Blaine hate Sebastian more than he ever though he could.

" Bullshit. I like you like this; completely and utterly at my mercy. It fits you. I think you were always meant to be a lap dog. You got pretty good practice with that bitch of yours. Do you always bottom with him, or-"

" That is none of your busine- AK!" Sebastian shoved the spoon into Blaine's open mouth. As soon as the soup went in, Blaine spit it out onto the floor. He saw Sebastian stand and throw the bowl against the wall.

" GOD DAMN IT, BLAINE! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" Sebastian yelled, giving Blaine another slap across the face.

" Me? I'm not the one who kidnaps and tortures people to deal with their own craziness!"

Sebastian got a look of rage in his eyes. He balled up his fist and punched Blaine on the side of his head, right on the temple. Blaine's vision blurred. Before he fell into darkness, Blaine saw Sebastian grab the knife and unbutton his jeans...

Kurt heard the phone ring, but didn't move to answer it. He knew it wasn't Blaine calling.

No one ever calls you if they've been gone for three days.

It rang two, then three, then four times before Rachel answered from the living room.

Kurt rolled over on his bed and covered his head with a pillow. He hated everything. He hated the police for not finding anything. He hated Rachel for suffocating him with comfort. He hated the teachers at NYADA for not figuring out that Blaine was missing sooner. He hated th-

" KURT! KURT! COME OUT HERE!" Rachel squealed.

" Why..." Kurt groaned.

" It's NYPD! They have a lead!"

Pain was his world. He couldn't see. He couldn't move. He couldn't breathe. His throat was raw from screaming behind the tape across his mouth. His tears made the blindfold wet. At some point Sebastian ripped it off, but Blaine closed his eyes tight, not wanting to look at the mad man currently raping him. The letters across his chest burned and throbbed with every heart beat.

He felt so dirty.

So violated.

So worthless.

Rachel put the man on speaker.

" Someone came in today and said they heard screaming coming from their neighbor's basement. She said she looked though the window and saw someone who matched Blaine's description. Said he was tied to a chair, and-"

" Who lives there? Who has Blaine?"

" A man with the last name Smythe. Know him?"

All the color drained out of Kurt's face. All he could hear was a rushing in his ears.

" Sebastian."

" C'mon Blaine! You know you like it. Take it like a man!" Sebastian said, wrapping his fingers around Blaine's throat. He mercilessly pounded into Blaine's overworked body, not giving a shit when he saw the blood. In fact, the sight alone made Sebastian moan and come. As he came down, he ran his hand across Blaine's chest, letting his nails catch on the loose skin. Blaine choked out a weak scream at the bright pain.

" You see what this says? Do you know who you belong to now? Me! No one else, understand? NO ONE ELSE!"

As Kurt headed for the door, Rachel grabbed his arm.

" Kurt, wait! This could be really dangerous!"

" Blaine could be dying! I have to go!"

Kurt ran out of the apartment and down the stair to the sidewalk. He flagged down a cab and almost shouted the directions the policeman gave him to the driver.

Sebastian slowly peeled the tape off of Blaine lips.

" Kiss me."

Blaine turned his head away. He whimpered softly.

" I said," Sebastian grabbed that damn knife and held it against Blaine's throat, " kiss me."

" N-no."

Sebastian glared at him while he brought the knife to Blaine's outstretched arm and ran the blade down it, leaving a satisfying gash. Blaine screamed although he had no voice left. The blade was brought back to his throat. Sebastian pressed just hard enough to break the sensitive skin there.

" Kiss. Me."

Blaine cried in earnest and turned his head away. Sebastian wiped away a tear with the pad of his thumb.

" Oh, baby... shhhhh. A kiss will make it all better." Sebastian cooed, running a hand though Blaine blood-matted hair.

" Just stop... stop, please..."

" It's gonna stop. As long as you're good, I won't have to do this to you again. Here, I'll help you get started..." Sebastian gently grabbed Blaine's jaw and tilted it up. He brought his lips dangerously close to Blaine's.

" Now it's easy. Kiss me, baby."

Kurt hopped out of the cab, tossing the money though the window. A police car, an ambulance, and a few armed officers were already at the small house on the corner. The neighbors watched from their porches. Kurt ran over to the one officer he recognized

" Mr. Hummel, it's probably safer if you stay outsi-"

" If this is as bad as you suspect it is, Blaine is going to need some he knows in order to save him. If you take care of Mr. Smythe, I'll take care of Blaine."

The police officer sighed. He turned to the other officers. " Alright, everyone. Lets go."

Kurt ran over to the paramedics and explained what he would do. They nodded in agreement.

Kurt sat down on the floor of the ambulance and waited.

Sebastian touched his lips to Blaine's. Blaine reluctantly kissed back, but he was too weak to do much. Tears flooded down his face. With the knife still pressing into his skin, Blaine said barley above a whisper " Kurt..."

That is what got him stabbed in the shoulder. Sebastian punched and hit Blaine everywhere he could. He screamed at him, called him horrible things, and soon his hand found it's way around Blaine's throat. He squeezed his hand hard and Blaine pulled at the ropes around his wrist, trying to save himself.

" So this is what you want, huh? You like getting hurt as long as it means getting to see your fuck toy again. But do you know what I've decided Blaine? If I can't have you..." Sebastian raised the knife, ready to deliver the final strike, " No one can."

That was when the door flew open.

When the police were in, Kurt ran after them, the paramedics close behind. He ran though the small house and over to the door that he suspected led to the basement. He could hear the sounds of a struggle, and someone crying. Oh god, that was...

" BLAINE!"

People were yelling. It made Blaine's head hurt. Random faces swam into his vision, but he couldn't blink away the black spots.

Then, he heard it. The clearest thing he had ever heard in his life.

" BLAINE!"

" Kurt..."

TBC...

Author's Note:

I have no clue what demented part of my mind this came out of.