Okay, so it's been a long time since I've posted anything. This has been floating around my brain for a while. Let me know if it's any good. And this is my first time I've written for this fandom.

Disclaimer: I do not own White Collar or any of its characters

Warnings: Somewhat graphic het sex and abuse

A naked, blue eyed man was tucked into the corner, tears streaking his sharp cheekbones. His eyes were trained on the small beam of light that passed beneath the door. He never went by the door, considering if one of his captors opened the door, it would smack him. He never tried to get out since the door was locked from the outside and the light switch was outside, too. For the first couple of weeks, he had beat on the door and screamed until his voice went hoarse. All he received was Miss Sara's hand to the face and a gag in his mouth.

A sharp whimper came from his throat as he shifted slightly to get blood back into his limbs. Miss Alex had bruised him badly across the chest and wrists and welts were raised along his thighs, chest and back.

This sight was nothing new to him or his captors. Miss Alex was rough and liked to hurt him and leave marks on his body. Miss Kate was gentler than Miss Alex but would punish him if he didn't behave. Miss Sara was cruel and often left him bloody. There was nothing that he could do that would please her. At least he hadn't figured her out in the three years he had been here.

The light in his room flashed on, blinding the man for a second. When he could see, the dingy, concrete walls and floor greeted him in an unwelcoming way. His filthy, stained mattress sat on a rickety frame on the opposite side of the room from him. A small cupboard with three blankets was next to the bed. The room was tiny, his bed took up most of it.

The door opened and Kate walked in. She was dressed in a black mini skirt, he could see the outline of the pair of lacy panties and a black corset vest. Her raven hair fell down past her shoulders. "Nick," she called gently.

He unfurled himself and made his way to the raven and knelt at her feet. All he wanted was a soft touch from her. The pain he was feeling was close to unbearable.

"Hm. Alex roughed you up a bit, didn't she?" She noted as she stooped to his level. "What did she want?"

"S-she wanted my pass-code to my bank accounts." Nick hung his head. He hadn't wanted to but she hurt him and kept threatening to castrate him.

"She's so mean to you." She smiled at him. "My sweet angel," Kate cooed as she cupped the side of his face.

Nick's eyes widened at her pet name. She wanted sex from him. "Miss Kate, no. I-I hurt everywhere…please no."

She slapped him hard across the face, making him fall back onto his elbows. "Do not beg me not to do something. I will do what I want." A small smile played on her lips as she watched the tears fall from his eyes.

The man stayed on the floor, his vision blurred slightly. He knew he wasn't supposed to talk back to her, Miss Alex, or Miss Sara. He was in for some pain. "I-I am sorry, Miss Kate."

"You bet your ass. Get the blanket and lay it on the bed." She crossed her arms and waited impatiently for him to do as he was told.

Nick quickly grabbed the brilliant blue blanket from the cabinet and spread it over his soiled mattress. He knelt on the floor in front of Kate after she sat down on the blanket, her panties visible.

"Good boy, Nick. Now take my panties off." She knew this command upset Nick since it was her cue for him to lick her pussy. He didn't enjoy that too much but he was good at it.

With his eyes downcast, Nick gingerly removed her underwear. He moved slightly closer, his shoulders were now touching her knees.

"Nick, quit stalling. You know what you are supposed to do. Go on," she prodded as she moved to the edge of the bed. When he didn't move, Kate grabbed the hair on the back of his head and yanked him forward. "Don't make me ask again," she growled with a sharp tug of his hair.

Now with his lips less than an inch from her crotch, he swallowed thickly before placing a chaste kiss there. Nick hated when she asked him for this. He opened his mouth and with the flat of his tongue licked her open and delved deep. He could taste her and another man's cum creeping onto his tongue. He had to resist the urge to jerk back.

Nick pulled back to lavish her clitoris and suck on it. Her breathy moans hit his ears and made him smile. He was doing good. The man went back inside her and thrust his tongue in. He continued until she yanked his head away.

"Good job, Nick. Now I'm nice and wet so I can ride you." She licked his wet chin and lips before she shoved him back and straddled his hips. "Nick, are you limp?" she questioned in his ear as she pressed against him.

"Yes, Miss Kate," he said truthfully. There was no reason to lie to her, she would just punish him if he did. "I'm sorry, Miss Kate." She was going to be furious.

Kate stood up and sat back on the bed. "Fix it then." She placed her finger on her chin in faux thought. "Touch yourself."

Nick started at the command. That was embarrassing and humiliating. Slowly the brunette wrapped his hand around his cock and stroked slowly. Tears slowly leaked from the corners of his eyes. Playing with himself was bad, according to Kate. Only filthy, naughty men did that.

The raven happily soaked up the sight of the tears falling from the man's eyes. He looked so beautiful with tears on his face. As soon as he slowed his hand, Kate stalked over to Nick and touched his glistening face. "Good boy, Nick."

He didn't want this to happen, he didn't want to cry in front of Kate. The brunette wanted nothing more than to hide in the corner from her. She may come off sweet and loving but he knew all she wanted was tears and sex from him. And if he refused, she would do anything to get what she wanted.

Kate straddled his waist and wasting no time with lubrication, since she was already wet, she worked his cock into her. Slowly, she rode him. Kate elicited more tears as she pinned his wrists to the floor and pressed against the bruises, making the man's back arch beautifully. Her clothes rubbed harshly against the red welts on Nick's thighs.

The pain was now unbearable and a small whimper escaped his clamped lips. But the slick, hot wetness of being inside of Kate made up for all the pain. Nick squirmed slightly to get the small rock out from underneath his back.

Most of the time, Kate never made the sex pleasurable for Nick, knowing that she would just be favoring him over the others but tonight was different. Something big was going to happen soon, she felt it. Kate wanted tonight to be remembered by both of them. The raven clenched tightly around Nick's cock, making him moan and thrust quickly into her.

She released one of his hands to scratch down Nick's chest to his bellybutton. The scream that came from his throat elicited a sly smile from Kate. Her nail marks were perpendicular to his welts and a bit of blood bubbled up. "You have such a nice voice, Nick. Let it out."

Nick shook his head. His body hurt and he wanted her to just leave him. Why was she being so gentle and giving? It was foreign and terrifying. The brunette cried, knowing that he couldn't get away from her, no matter what he did.

Kate started to make breathy moans and began to touch herself. She clenched around him again as she got closer to her orgasm. Tonight, she would let Nick have his own.

His need for physical contact propelled him to sit up and rest his forehead on her shoulder with his arms behind him. Nick wanted her to hold him and kiss his bruises better. But that wouldn't happen. She wasn't even touching him now. Kate was all about her own self gratification.

Suddenly Kate's fingers grazed over the back of Nick's neck as she cradled his head. "You are my favorite, Nick. Remember that," she whispered breathily into his ear. She convulsed around his cock as she reached her climax.

"Please?" he murmured, his cock still hard. His body was shaking from unadulterated need and he could hardly hold himself up. He looked up at her cautiously to judge her expression. "I won't ask ever again. Just this once."

She smiled sweetly. "Go ahead, Nick. You've been such a good boy." Gently, she kissed his cheek. Kate slipped off of the man and quickly jerked him off.

Nick threw his head back as his long moan filled the room. It was rare for him to be allowed to orgasm and so he gladly immersed himself in the bliss. He felt the build up and let it go immediately. He came in thick spurts onto his stomach and thighs. His cheeks burned red as he stared down at his mess.

He pulled into himself as Kate stood up. Nick followed her hand as she snatched up her underwear and use it to wipe up some of his mess. Then she tilted his face up to hers.

She placed a gentle kiss on his lips and walked to the door. "I love you," she said before she slipped through the door and closed it. The light turned off, leaving Nick in the dark once more.

Those three words that he wanted to hear so badly only hurt him more deeply than any physical wound he had ever received. Those words were a lie, Kate didn't mean them and that's what hurt the most.

Tears fell numbly down his face and onto his chest; he didn't bother to wipe them away. Several minutes later, Nick ripped the blanket from the bed, folded it neatly and shoved it back into the corner. Then clambered onto his bed. He shifted until he found a comfortable position and closed his eyes. His sleep was light when it came to him.

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When Miss Sara came in to do her night time check, Nick felt her straighten his body out before he heard her sharp intake of breath. She saw the dried cum on his stomach.

He was fully woken when she grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked him off his bed. He howled in pain and tried to alleviate some by sitting up but she just pulled harder.

"You little bastard," she hissed. The redhead never called him by his name, saying that he didn't deserve one. "I know what Kate said to you earlier and what she did with you. And I came to put you in your place. You are not special in any way."

Nick nodded quickly. "Yes, Miss Sara. I-I am not special." Miss Kate must have said something to Miss Sara about their time together tonight. He didn't think he was special or favored over anyone else. As far as he knew, he was visited as much as any other captive.

"And Kate does not love you. No one loves you. You are a body to fucked and toyed with. You cannot be loved, you whore." She finally let go of Nick's hair to grasp his chin. "What are you?" she demanded.

The man met her eyes briefly before answering, "I am an unlovable whore, Miss Sara."

She did not praise him on his intelligent answer and instead just let him go. Before she left, Sara kicked over his water bowl and smiled with mirth as the small amount of water pooled on the floor. Then she slammed the door behind her.

Nick stayed on the floor for several more minutes, still too afraid to move. When he finally did, he curled tightly into a ball on his mattress. He did not cry even though his head was killing him and Sara's words had hurt too. He stared blankly at the dirty wall in front of him. No matter what he did or didn't do got him in trouble. Damned if he did, damned if he didn't. Nick closed his eyes once more and ignored the stinging behind his eyelids as he tried to sleep.

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A gentle dip in the mattress startled Nick and he shrank up against the wall. Alex sat at the foot of his bed, her face marred by a frown. "There's no need to be so jumpy. I'm not going to hurt you."

She moved to sit cross-legged. "I know that Sara has been in here and talked to you. But I feel I need to say something to you." She fiddled with her hands. Alex had never been very good with words when she wasn't yelling them.

"Kate has been too lenient with you. Sara and I have to straighten you out." She started forward, making Nick press harder against the wall.

Nick was trembling as he watched Alex. She was rough with him and hurt him when he didn't do anything wrong.

"You know that no one will love you. Not even Kate. She says it but she doesn't mean it. You're a little slut and no one wants a slut." She grabbed his ankle and yanked him towards her. "And no one is safe. Everyone is out to hurt you. Everyone will try to use you and abuse you."

Nick nodded frantically, anything to get her to leave. He was used and abused daily so this wasn't news to him. And he knew he was a slut. But he didn't understand that everyone was going to hurt him. Miss Kate, Sara, and Alex already hurt him.

"We are lending you out in a couple of days." She released his ankle and stood up. "We need you on your best behavior."

The man's eyes pricked with tears. He hated being lent out. The clients were never gentle and almost always made him scream.

"Night, Nick. See you in the morning," she said easily and walked out of the room with a large smile.

The man tugged his legs up to himself and hugged them. His mind won't stop reeling so he doesn't fall asleep. When he does manage to sleep, a strange man barged into his room, startling him into falling on the floor.

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A brunette man sat at his desk, looking over a particularly boring case file. Peter had read the same line at least ten times before Diana knocked on his open door. He looked up at her and saw excitement in her face.

"Hey, boss. Do you remember the Caffrey mortgage fraud case?" She was fiddling with a piece of paper in her hands.

"I do. Didn't Caffrey go missing right after he filed his case?" When she nodded, he asked, "What about the case? Did you find Caffrey?"

She shook her head. "You know how we have his accounts under watch? He just withdrew $20,000. The only thing is that it's not a 'he' but a she that did it." She placed a security video picture on his desk. "That's Sara Ellis. Traffic cams followed her to a warehouse on 57th. Caffrey's warehouse."

"Why did she go there? Does she think we're coming after her?" Peter stared at the photo while he tried to figure it out.

"I'm thinking she's hiding something there. We have a warrant for her arrest and to search the warehouse. We're leaving in 10 minutes so you can stop pretending to read that case file." She smiled and left his office.

Peter was one of the first agents to arrive at the warehouse. He got out of the car and immediately broke down the door to the warehouse. Diana and Jones caught up right behind him and the three of them made their way through the apparently empty building.

There were several rows wooden doors. Peter began opening the doors, the first several were empty. He opened the next door and found a young girl cowering in the corner. "We need ambulances!" he yelled and moved onto another room.

They found 20 prostitutes and there were still two rows of rooms left. In the last room, Peter pushed the door open and saw a man huddled against the bed. He must've heard the noise and was afraid.

Jones and Diana came up behind him and the man cowered further. "Go look for some evidence to tie Ellis to this," Peter ordered. "I've got this."

They nodded sharply and left. Most of the prostitutes had run straight to the agents but this one wasn't moving. He had obviously been here longer than the rest.

"It's okay. You're safe now. They can't hurt you anymore," Peter tried to console as he walked closer but the man screamed. "It's alright," he soothed as he crouched down. "My name is Peter. What's your name?"

The question caught the man off guard. He looked stunned before mumbling his name. Peter had a look about him that made the cowering man feel safe.

Peter barely heard it but he caught it. "Okay, Nick." Slowly he extended his hand. "Will you come with me?"

The smaller male sat up straighter. Hadn't Miss Alex said that they were lending him out in a couple days? Had they decided to lie to him and decided not to tell him out of spite? "Miss Sara said it was okay?"

It took the agent a second to realize what Nick was talking about, then he nodded. "Yes, she did. Come on." He emphasized by wiggling his fingers. When Nick stood up, Peter realized that the man was naked and filthy. Then he spotted the blankets folded in the cabinet. He grabbed the top one and went to wrap it around the man but he jerked away.

"No! That's Miss Kate's blanket! Put it back!" Nick ripped the blanket from Peter's fingers and placed it back.

Peter was stunned. "Can I get a blanket in here?" he yelled out the door. He kept Nick close to him, to shield him as another agent brought him the blanket. "And take those blankets for evidence." He carefully wrapped Nick up and began to lead him out. The man was begging them to leave the blankets but Peter kept a strong arm around him.

An EMT came up to the two. "I've got him from here. Thank you, Agent Burke." Nick stayed glued to the agent's side until Peter nudged him forward.

Nick shook his head and pulled the blanket closer to himself. "I-I don't want to go." The man stared down at the floor, waiting for the agent's response.

Peter understood that the man was terrified to leave what he was used to and comfortable with. "It's alright, Nick. They will take care of you and make you feel better. You are safe with them." He placed a comforting hand on the man's shoulder.

Nick jerked away and whimpered. Scared out of his mind, the man began to grip his hair and tugged harshly, the blanket falling from his shoulders. He didn't know why this man was taking him away and with all people walking around him, screams began to build in his throat.

The agent knew an anxiety attack when he saw one. "Nick, calm down. No one is going to hurt you." The EMT took a step closer to the distressed man, making Nick finally scream and bolt back into his room. Peter shot a look at the EMT. "Do not do that again. I need to get him to the hospital without any further injury." He snatched the blanket from the floor.

Peter ran back to the room and found Nick under the bed. He crouched onto the floor and peered at the man. "Come on out."

The boy shook his head and pulled into himself. There was a loud grumbling noise, it took a second for the agent to figure out what had caused it. Nick was hungry.

"I'll give you some food if you come out," the older man coaxed. Slowly he extended his hand under the bed and Nick just stared at it.

No one had offered him something before. He was usually denied things and not given them. "Food?"

"Yes, food. As much as you want." That seemed to get a small response from Nick. He wiggled closer to Peter. "Come on, buddy. Just a little more and we can get you out of here. You won't have to see Miss Sara ever again."

The man was going to take him away from Miss Sara! He wouldn't have to endure her punishments anymore. He would be free of her forever. Nick placed his hand in the agent's and made his way out from under the bed.

Peter smirked as he held onto the man's hand. "I'm going to let the EMT do his job now, okay? You'll be safe with him and at the hospital." The older man placed the blanket around him again before leading them to the ambulance. "Be careful with him. He's frightened. Try not to touch him a lot." Peter released the man's hand before saying, "Remember, you're safe with them. They will help you get better, Nick."

The older man had said they were safe. No one was safe, Kate and Sara had ingrained that. But he did not want to upset Peter by stalling any longer. Reluctantly, Nick shuffled closer to the EMTs. The blue eyed man looked at Peter, pleading him silently not to leave him with them but the agent just smiled and told him he was safe now. Begrudgingly, Nick let himself be placed in the back of the ambulance. It was then that he realized that Peter hadn't given him any food.

Diana finally found her boss. "We haven't located Ellis. She must have snuck out the back. We've set up a perimeter and have an APB out on her. All we can do is wait for her to surface. So Hughes wants us back at the office," Diana said as she walked up to him.

"Alright then. Let's go." Peter shot a look at the ambulance as it began to take off down the street. He had a feeling that he was going to be seeing that man again.

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