WARNING! KIND OF IN A WAY DETAILED RAPE!

The cell door drew back, awakening (M/n) from his slumber.

"Wake up." A gruff voice demanded. (M/n) looked up at the muscular man through a blurry gaze. "Hurry your ass up there. Mr Burke doesn't like to be kept waiting. He has big plans for you tonight." He growled. (M/n) nodded, getting up from his so-called stone bed and exited his 'room'. Nervously, the 17 year old boy walked up the stairs as he dreaded the thought of what Mr Burke's 'plans' were. (M/n) moved through the corridors, rubbing his arm. Making his way to a large, grand door, he knocked.

"Come in." The voice of his 'Master' reached his ears and (M/n) opened the door, walking through. He shut the door behind himself. Mr Burke was lying across the bed. He smirked slyly, beckoning his favourite servant over with the curl of his finger. (M/n) obediently walked over and Mr Burke patted the bed. The young boy crawled onto the duvet of the soft bed where Mr Burke caressed his cheek. "You've been doing very well in your housework. I think you deserve a reward, hmm?" Mr Burke raised his eyebrow.

"Y-yes, Master. Thank you, Master." (M/n) didn't make eye contact. He knew exactly what he thought was a reward. The man's hand trailed over his leg. (M/n)'s eyes clenched shut as Mr Burke touched him. His fear creeped up his spine as his neck was kissed, rough bites added to the old marks from his Master's lips or from the teeth of some of the overseers. Mr Burke shared his 'toy' sometimes but not often. The 17 year old was still a virgin as his Master was oh-so 'kind' as to keep the boy pure for whatever reason. Mr Burke ripped (M/n)'s shirt from his body. The boy didn't react, knowing he'd be punished if he denied.

(M/n)'s pants were pulled off and he was pinned to the bed. Mr Burke lined himself up to the boy's entrance, making his eyes widen.

"W-wait-!" The boy's cry was ignored and a scream ripped through his throat as the man immediately went in with no care or preparation whatsoever.

"Shut up." Mr Burke commanded, moving roughly into the boy. (M/n) clawed at his back, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Pl-please, it hurts! Stop, Master, it hurts so bad!" The boy pleaded and begged as wave upon wave of ago by filled his body, his requests ignored. (M/n) sobbed loudly, wanting and wishing it would all go away. It felt like hours until a warm liquid filled him up. Mr Burke pulled out, chuckling before exiting the room, zipping his pants up. The mixture of his semen and blood spilled on the blanket. (M/n) trembled, trying not to cry but failed miserably as salty waterfalls continued to fall down his face. He felt so violated, so defiled, so...

He felt he was torn apart inside and it hurt. (M/n) moved to get off the bed only to collapse onto the ground at the shooting pain. The impact didn't help at all and he yelped in agony. He noticed a robe that was on the bed. He pulled it down from the bed as he didn't want the pain of putting his clothes back on. (M/n) rose to his feet and trudged out of the room in agony. This was the first time he didn't have any guards to escort him back. Some maids, servants and butlers looked at him sympathetically. A hiss caught the crying 17 year old's attention. He noticed the head maid, Veronica, beckoning him over. (M/n) glanced around before limping over to the blonde, 47 year old woman.

"He's gone too far." Veronica muttered, hugging him close. "My darling boy." (M/n) trembled in the woman's embrace. Veronica led him off and down an empty corridor, blood staining the robes he wore. Veronica then looked around before pushing a bookshelf aside to reveal a hole. "Go through. You can get out of this awful place, deary."

"B-but what about you?" (M/n) asked, shivering. The woman shook her head.

"Some day, but not today. Go find someone who'll help you and take YOU away from this place." Veronica insisted, shoving the boy in. He looked back.

"I will come back for you." He murmured before continuing on, still very traumatized from the sexual assault. When he made it out of the hole, he hurried away as quickly as he could, his shredded insides on fire with searing pain. (M/n) escaped off the property and burst through the night, heading down the streets. Someone grabbed his arms and the boy yelped, fear rushing through his body. "P-please don't take me back, I don't want this anymore!" He cried, tears falling down his face again.

"Woah, hey, calm down! Everything's okay!" A male voice exclaimed. (M/n)'s eyes snapped open and he found himself staring at two men. His tears blurred his vision so all he could see was a blur of Orange, red, blond and blue. (M/n)'s eyes drooped as he noticed how tired he was.

"N-no..." He murmured before falling forward and getting caught. By both men before him. The blond, 19 year old man turned to his blue haired 18 year old follower.

"Let's take him back to the lair, Gus. He needs medical attention and telling by the blood and semen on his clothes, it isn't pretty." The man stated, a frown on his face. Gus nodded in agreement, pitying the young male.

"Of course, Master Spectra."

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Another bad chapter, yay! By the way, I looked up stuff and I found out that Spectra is nineteen and Gus is eighteen?! WHAT?! If you can't find the thingy on Quotev, btw, as proof, look up 'Kitten-Chan Quotev' and then you'll find it.