Dustin faded into awareness, and soon tried to figure out which was more unsettling, the buzz in his head, or the soreness where there should be none in a straight man. As he tried to figure that out, he slowly became aware of more sensations. His neck was uncomfortable, as there was a collar of some sort around it. Stronger arms than what he was accustomed to were around his waist, and an unpleasant hardness was pressed into his back. He blinked his eyes open, regretting it slight as the added light increased the headache.
"Good Morning, Sargent Handsome," says an eerily familiar voice in his ear. "I made sure you had some fun last night, not that you remember. You're pretty good at bottoming for a 'straight' man." The hardness brushes against his back again, and Dustin struggles out of the arms and out of the bed. Sandy lays there, hand on a remote, not bothered by his nakedness."I was afraid it might come to this. I had a collar made just for you, I told the pet store I had a naughty great dane. I'm sure it'll be an electrifying experience." Dustin's hands flew to the collar to take it off, but Sandy was quicker, shocking Dustin until he was lying on the floor. "Now come back to bed. The Pink Dagger has found such a wonderful sheath."
The second day, Sandy gave Dustin a robe. He was allowed to wear it in the kitchen. It was one of Sandy's, the kimono style that ended two feet too soon. Dustin learned that the collar was fastened in a way that he couldn't remove it himself. Sandy had locked the knives in a cupboard, and only let Dustin use them while he was there. While the robe was something he appreciated, he did wish it was longer.
The first time someone other than a customer came to the apartment, Dustin was shut in the bedroom, and his robe left in the kitchen. He can hear the warm tones of Schuester asking if Sandy would like to help with the musical at McKinley. Sandy apologizes explaining that he has a new pet project he has to keep an eye on.
The first day Sandy leaves Dustin alone, he tries his luck going out. It's agony, and he realizes that Sandy built one of those invisible fences into the apartment walls. How long has he been planning this?
The second time he leaves, Dustin stays in the bedroom, to depressed to do anything. When Sandy finds him lying there, he 'rewards' him.
Sue comes one day. He lost count of the days a long time ago. She wants to know how to fund her campaign less than legally, but not get caught. She mentions Dustin's disappearance in passing. He held his breath, but Sandy didn't retort about it.
The next day Sandy caught him putting plates up in the top shelf. Dustin needed a new robe after that time.
Time passed. Dustin Existed, Sandy gave him little things. Boxers. Neck Cream. Television time. He'd even considered letting him have the spare room.
Dustin could never expect when Sandy would use him. It wasn't a scheduled thing. Dustin liked schedules. They gave life order. But as an attractive male, it was understandable that he was desired after by Sandy.
Right?
