• Part Two •

-Abduction-

It started off as a normal day, nothing happened and Vivi seemed normal as if nothing had happen the night before. Owen let his guard down as he walked out of choir at the end of the day, he waited for Vivi but after a few minutes he noticed that Vivi was not showing up. His gut feeling was to stick it out and wait. Though he began to walk away to find his missing friend.

He had made it into the main building when he felt a hand placed on his shoulder he was about to turn around when he was over powered, gagged and blind folded. He felt himself being moved to somewhere, a short amount of stairs and sound of metal bars moving than he was pushed forward to hand cuffs on each wrist rubbed against his sensitive skin. His arms where forced up and he heard the closing of the cuffs on something metal above him he tugged but only sound of scratching metal on metal.

"Owen… Owen…" He kept hearing his name being called out, echoing around him. He didn't recognize the voice. In fact it sounded like a bunch of different people were calling out to him from different directions. He twisted and turned, trying to see anything, trying to get loose. "Mams oohhimm onnmm!" Owen cried out, grunting through the gag.

He heard a sudden hiss and cried out as the hot water started pouring all over his body, seeping into his clothes. He started thrashing, trying to get free. The gag was removed from his mouth and he licked his lips before coughing up some water. "What the hell! Who are you? Why are you doing this?"

Hands started undoing his shirt and soon he felt hands roaming across his chest and he started to freak out, panicking and breathing deeply. "Come on, this isn't funny!" At least they had adjusted the water temperature so that it wasn't scalding anymore. The faucet was right above his head so he was having trouble breathing without inhaling water.

"Now Owen, I did punish you yesterday, but I'm not done yet." He recognized that voice and let out a whimper. That voice was enough to make his insides freeze despite the warm water spilling all over his body. Finally the water was turned off and he gasped, coughing and spluttering. "I have some friends with me today, and they all want a piece of that fine ass of yours. Today we're going to take turns with you. I've already called your mother and told her you're coming over to my place to study for a while."

"No, please, Vivi. I'm sorry. Oh god, please no. I won't try anything again. I swear to god, just please, not this." Owen whined but there was no stopping the intruding forces.

It lasted for hours. Owen whined and pleaded at first but soon he was only being held up by the hand cuffs and he had no strength even to protest as his mouth was forced open for what felt like the hundredth time in such a short amount of time. He wouldn't be able to sit properly for a week at least.

Finally he heard footsteps leaving. "Wait…" He called out with almost the last of his strength, his voice hoarse from all the screaming and pleading. "Don't leave me…" That was one of the last things he remembered before slipping into unconsciousness.

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The feeling of numbing pain rushed through his veins as he felt a soft touch press against his chest and clanking of the removing cuffs from the shower head. He still was blind folded and weak he stumbled into the person's arms. He was lowered to the floor. He heard the footsteps step away.

"Please don't leave me. Help me please" His rasped voice seemingly echoed in his ears. The footsteps rushed away at least he was freed from his prison. He removed his blind fold and found himself in the second floor boy's locker room showering room. His cloths soaking in a pile next to him, he held his head and whimpered in pain. He warped the wet shirt over his bare shoulders and looked around. The lights where shut off. But he was in great thanks for the person who freed him. Owen slowly waddled out of the locker room and out of the dark gym and building out into the cold night air.

He had no clue of the time but knew Vivi had not planned for his freedom to be not by his hands. That would mean Vivi would return soon. Angry thoughts rushed his mind; his blood felt like it would boil. He clenched his fist and wanted to fight back but the more he fought the more the torture would go intensity. Vivi was much larger in size and power. He was at a loss for ideas. He sat against the large brick post and stared out into the night.

Vivi came as he thought; his face was almost worth it. Then it turned to pure anger. He grabbed Owen by the throat and pushed him against the bricks. Vivi's eyes spoke words that he knew where soon to come.

"How dare you leave without my permission?" His open palm became a closed fist he punched the bare stomach. Owen gagged on his own vomit. Vivi dropped him watching him fall as if he was a rag doll. "You are coming home with me."

"My parents..." Vivi just laughed and grabbed Owen's upper arm and began to drag him towards the stares and his car. "I'll walk!" He cried, making Vivi stop with a halt and look down at the pathetic looking boy. The boy stumbled up the fist still gripped onto his upper arm; he was yanked up as well causing him to fall onto Vivi. This caused them both to fall to the ground in a crash. Vivi began to cuss under his breath as he pushed the wet boy off of him. Vivi began to drag him again. A rough laugh came from Vivi and he began to walk down the stairs dragging Owen along. The groans and whimpers pleasured Vivi.

Once in the car Vivi sat on top of the already sore boy. He ripped all the wet clothes off of Owen and stared down at the bare boy. Forcing Owens mouth open again he heard the gagging sounds of Owen as he tried to refuse the unwanted guest in his mouth. He pulled away people Vivi finished causing a mess in the back of the car. A low angry sound came from Vivi. Owen knew he was in for bigger pains now.

"Clean it up!" Owen reached for his shirt but was slapped away. "Not with that yourself! Now clean it up!" Owen only could obey, Vivi watched with pleasure as he watched the bare boy clean up the car with his tongue. After he was done Vivi gagged him and then blindfolded him again. Started the car and left the parking lot.

The car bumped along and Owen's hands grasped onto his seat as he couldn't find the hand hold. Vivi always sped; going at least sixty in a forty and it scared the shit out of Owen when he could see. Now that he couldn't he was petrified, afraid they were going to crash into an invisible force at any moment. He could remove the blind fold, but then Vivi would just punish him even more.

Finally the car came to a halt and Owen's balled hands uncurled and he took a deep breath. They had arrived in one piece. The car was turned off and he heard Vivi get out of the car and close the door. Silence, absolute silence surrounded the poor, unseeing boy. He listened closely and all he could hear was the sounds of the engine cooling down. Minutes passed but it felt like an eternity to the blind boy.

Suddenly his car door opened and he jumped, moving his head to see who it was but knew all he would see was blackness. Hands reached in and undid his seat belt and then pulled him out of the car. He was still naked and wet and when he was pulled out of the car the cold air hit him, causing him to gasp in shock. A blanket was wrapped around it and he clung to it as if it were all that kept him alive.

He was led along some sort of concrete path but he had no idea where they were. They weren't at Vivi's house. Or his own for that matter; he knew both of those paths, and this was unfamiliar. It was too long and too flat. Vivi's driveway was so steep that he would nearly fall onto him from losing his balance and his own was also inclined though at a different angle.

He was ushered through a doorway and soon found himself on a bed. He felt the cold clasps of hand cuffs around his hand again and soon found himself attached to the headboard of the bed. The blanket was removed and so now he was helpless, blind, mute and naked again but this time on a bed.

"I called your parents and asked them if it would be alright for you to stay the night at my place. Since its Friday night they said alright. My parents are out of town for the weekend." Vivi's voice was not reassuring and since he couldn't speak he couldn't point out that they weren't at Vivi's house.

Owen was already so sore and his body was aching all over but he couldn't move and he couldn't fight back against whatever Vivi was planning.

"Now don't go anywhere, I'll be right back." Vivi teased and he heard him leave the room. Owen tried pulling off the hand cuffs, but no luck. Vivi returned and Owen heard a weird noise. Owen suddenly recognized the sound and gulped. Ice, that's what it sounded like, a lot of ice. "Stay still…"

He heard Vivi stick his hand into the ice and a second later he felt the handful of ice on his crotch. He gasped out. It was cold. So very, very cold; he could feel it stinging his flesh. All he could do was whimper and whine; he could not speak because of the gag. He heard Vivi's hand return to the ice and he put another handful of the cold substance on Owen's crotch. He started piling more and more ice onto Owen's crotch and he whined and whimpered; it was so cold it hurt.

Vivi's hand pressed the cold ice against his flesh and Owen pulled his knees up, trying to protect his sensitive flesh. "Legs down." Vivi ordered but Owen shook his head, not wanting more ice. Vivi slapped the boy's pelvis. "Legs down, bitch!" He shouted and Owen whined, slowly lowering his legs back down.

Vivi started piling more ice onto Owen's crotch but now he was starting to go numb and it scared him. He was afraid serious damage would arise from this. Vivi removed the gag from Owen's mouth to better hear his whimpers and Owen gasped, whining and tried to look at Vivi which was hard since he didn't know where he was. "Please… The ice, it's so cold… please." He said and felt Vivi press his lips against his own. He returned the kiss in an attempt to please his master. When he pulled away Owen licked his lips and spoke out again. "Please….Master, have mercy." Although they had always assumed the positions of master and slave, he had never called him master.

His blindfold was removed and his eyes adjusted to the light. He looked up at Vivi and could see the lust in his eyes. "Say it again." He whispered into Owen's ear, rubbing his crotch against Owen's.

Owen stared at him a moment before nodding. Maybe that was the only way to get the ice away from his package. "Master… Please Master."

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His torture had finally stopped. That one word, the one he had been too proud to ever say before, had saved him. Now he lay on the hotel bed with the warm body of his best friend and master laying beside him.

His eyes explored the room; it was expensive and well decorated. The pillows he found smelled of fresh flowers and Vivi. He felt the strong arms wrap around his bar waste, he felt Vivi's crotch rub up against him. The warm breath seemed to cause him to forget what had happened the past few days.

But a cold clasp of the cuff sent the painful memories flooding back into his mind. He could not move his arms from behind his back. Vivi's tongue licked the collarbone of the younger man. Owen 

shuttered in pain as his sore body received its feeling back. His crotch was in the most pain now; he tried to curl up into a ball.

"Legs down" he felt the older man grip onto his crotch; he gasped at the cold hands wrapped around the flesh. He whimpered and felt the soft touch of Vivi's lips across his neck. Owen obeyed and tried hard to turn to face his friend. The older man let him and greeted the kids face with a smirk. Owen pressed forward for a kiss and was also given what he asked for. The passion of Vivi was intense and caused Owen to shutter.

The older man pulled away and swung his bare legs from under the covers into the open air. Owen watched with his eyes and say that Vivi had grabbed his gage and blind fold. He gaped at the idea of once again being force back into the void of darkness where all his pain lived. He did not dare fight back though for whatever he did would be returned in pain.

"Master may I ask the time" He mustered up the strength to speak as the older man stepped forward a puzzled look on his face. "Please master the time?"

"Why does this matter? There is no time with me. No hush, hush boy it's time for your rest." Owen began to protest but felt a strong slap across his face. "Oh boy you shouldn't have I was about to give you free roam of the room." Vivi's face was inches away from his face. Owen could smell the lust from last night.

Owen felt the gage forced between his lips and teeth. Then pitch dark. He then felt a hard blow to his head and he passed out.

To Be Continued

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A/N: I feel so sorry for Owen, the poor boy. And for those who didn't read the last Author's Note, these characters are not real and my friend and I are writing this story together. Hope you like it so far, more to come.