Early Update!
This is the new/updated version as of 4/19/2013
An uncompromising situation. An uncompromising position. The eyes that watched him from across the room seemed to bore right through him and there was nothing that he could do. How had it come to this?
Carlos had awoken to find himself in a small, dimly lit office. It was quiet and for a while he had thought himself to be alone. A sigh of relief had escaped him. How shameful it would be to be found posed such as he was. His hands were bound tightly above his head with a silken scarf. His legs were tied down and held wide open by the same material. A small draft flowed into the room and he shivered with the cold. He wore no clothes.
"Awake now, pet?"
Carlos startled as the all too familiar voice rang through the quiet of the room. He swung his head frantically from side to side until his eyes locked onto those of his captor. A low hiss escaped his lips.
"Bitters!"
"Its 'Mr. Bitters' to you." The man slowly paced around the boy and ran his hands down the soft flesh of the boy's back.
"Ah!" Carlos suppressed a shudder. "What do you think you're doing? S-stop it! Mmm!"
"Hmm hm hm hm. Scared, boy? This is just the beginning. By the end of tonight you'll be begging me for more."
Carlos' eyes widened and he started to struggle against his bonds. "I-I'll never b-"
Reginald Bitters chose that moment to press his saliva-coated lips onto the boy's virgin ones. He forced open the Carlos' mouth and roughly shoved his tongue inside. The inside of the young man's mouth was soft and warm. Bitters swirled his tongue slowly and purposely, caressing the inside of Carlos' cheeks until the boy was gasping for breath.
"Mmm mmm ah mmph!"
"I've you told time and again, my sweet, it is futile to resist." Bitters said as he brought his hands up to rest on either side of the young man's neck. His fingers massaged Carlos' taught skin in circular motions. He smiled, watching as the boy's chest rose and fell as he fought to calm his breathing. Already Carlos' body was reacting to the older man's touch. It was going to be a long night indeed.