Crack
The throb of pain that accompanied the wretched sound of something breaking was less of a giveaway then Jessie would have thought. Certainly he couldn't rely on the pain anymore, there was too much of it, coming from all over his body all at once for him to be able to pin point what parts of his fragile abused body was being assaulted, he had to rely on his other senses. The roll of his stomach suggested it had been near that area the crack, as satisfyingly sharp placed it higher maybe a rib?
"I don't want to say you get used to it, but…"
He'd gotten sort of used to the beatings a long time ago even before he was captured. What he couldn't get used to was the rape.
It had taken a long while for Todd to come to it. He seemed to enjoy beating Jessie there was no doubt about that. Jessie had known men like this before, crazy 8, Tucco— shit, Matt Blower from back in high school. These were men who just had to tramp down other people in order to feel superior. But those men they had been hard, they had had been using him as a message. Todd wasn't like that. There was no one to impress. What Todd was doing was taking out his frustrations on…a pet. That's what Jessie had become.
Oh sure, he was a useful pet, he made the meth, which kept the money flowing, and kept Lydia there for Todd to try to build a relationship with; but Todd was in charge of him . Fed, clothed him, took up his bathroom bucket, chained him to the walk each day... Todd was his body guard and tormentor, his everything. When he was good and when Todd was in a good mood there were small treats. But when Todd was in a bad mood or Jessie didn't do something right, then there were beatings.
But after a while it wasn't enough. Maybe it was because he could sense Jessie's boredom with being beaten. The very first time Jessie noticed this shift was when Todd started kicking him in the balls, simple enough really but it wasn't usual. It was a desperation to inflict more pain. Then came the stripping. He took Jessie's clothes from him to beat him, saying that he had no barriers between Todd's anger and his flesh. Then came embarrassment, Todd made him grovel, made him beg, made him… touch Todd's feet and kiss them as he begged. Then came a beating so bad he didn't have enough breath to fight when Todd shoved his hand into his mouth, making gag on his fingers for no real reason other than embarrassment.
So when he'd broken another rule Jessie was ashamed and angry, and so many other horrible emotions: but not surprised that he made Jessie suck his dick. And then later it was no surprise when Todd began to rape him.
