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Chapter 2

Luck seemed to be on Sebastian's side that morning as the teacher directed Kurt Hummel to sit beside him. Fixing his most charming smile onto his face, Sebastian extended his hand to the new student.

"Sebastian Smythe," he introduced himself. "Pleasure to meet you."

"Ku-Kurt Hummel," the new boy stuttered as he quickly shook Sebastian's hand, not making eye-contact.

"Are you a senior or are you intelligent enough to be taking senior classes?" Sebastian asked making sure to sound politely conversational rather than interrogative.

"Just taking senior classes," Kurt answered keeping his eyes on his notebook.

"Impressive," Sebastian complimented but Kurt didn't respond. He just focused on the words of their teacher, diligently taking notes, obviously not yet comfortable in the uniform or environment of Dalton Academy. As he kept sending sideways glances at Kurt, Sebastian found himself desperate to have the boy out of the uniform. He eyed his neck and saw that it was collar free. Nobody had been able to claim him yet, but a boy like Kurt wouldn't remain unclaimed for long in a school like Dalton. Sebastian would have to make his move fast; as soon as the lesson ended in fact.

Annoyingly, Kurt moved fast. Sebastian had barely shoved his books into his bag but Kurt was already out the door. Not willing to let another senior get their hands on Kurt first, Sebastian hurried after him. Stepping out of the classroom, he looked from left to right in search of Kurt. He spied the boy nearly halfway down the corridor and he darted between the bodies of his peers in pursuit of him.

Before he could reach Kurt himself, another senior approached him and pressed a terrified looking Kurt up against the wall and started palming him through his uniform trousers.

"Move," Sebastian snapped and the nearby students, alarmed by the sharp tone of his voice, instantly parted ways allowing him to get to Kurt. "Back off, Jackson," Sebastian warned pulling the muscular boy away from a clearly shaken Kurt. "Don't touch what isn't yours."

"He hasn't been claimed yet," Jackson pointed out as he eyed Kurt's neck. "I think I'll have him and then I can do what I like."

"Please, just leave me alone, please," Kurt begged. "I came here to get away from the bullying and harassment, not be subjected to more of it."

"I think he'll look pretty when he cries," Jackson said with a wicked grin and Sebastian shuddered as he was forcibly reminded of Hunter.

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Flashback

"I kind of love seeing you cry," Hunter chuckled darkly. "You look so weak, so pathetic. Just what would daddy think if he could see you now?"

He twisted Sebastian's nipple painfully and Sebastian bit down on his lip in an attempt to contain his shriek. He cut his lip, making himself bleed and hoped his father would never see him in such a position.

End flashback

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Sebastian wasn't going to let Kurt be mistreated by Jackson the way he had been with Hunter.

"Sorry Jackson," Sebastian said though he wasn't remotely apologetic as he swiftly slipped the collar out of his bag. "This one's mine," he secured the collar around Kurt's throat, despite the boy's protests. "You know the rules. You don't get to touch another senior's sub without their permission. So stay the hell away from him."

"Bitch is too girly for me anyway," Jackson mumbled before stalking away, deliberately shouldering Sebastian as he did so.

"Hey, hey, calm down," Sebastian tried to sound soothing as Kurt scratched at his own neck, trying to get the collar off. "Just relax."

"Get this off of me, please," Kurt begged.

"I can't," Sebastian told him and Kurt turned a glare on him as if he were the enemy. "Look, we need to get to second period but I'll explain everything during break, I promise. Just keep the collar on until I explain things… please."

The china skinned boy looked reluctant, suspicious and didn't seem to trust Sebastian very much, but he made no further effort to remove the collar and allowed the older boy to escort him to their next lesson.

As they sat down together, Sebastian could tell Kurt was tense, confused and frightened. He also noticed his wide eyes looking around the room, no doubt noticing all the other boys wearing collars around their throats.

Part way through the lesson, there was a little disruption and one of the senior boys had his submissive remove his belt.

"Stay calm," Sebastian whispered in Kurt's ear just before the first swing of the belt.

Kurt gasped, his hand moving up to cover his mouth. He clearly didn't want to watch as another boy had his ass belted but he didn't seem able to look away either. Sebastian could relate. He had experienced much the same dilemma on his first day at Dalton when he'd first witnessed another boy received a punishment.

"Why isn't anyone doing anything?" Kurt asked angrily.

"I'll explain," Sebastian promised making to squeeze his shoulder in a gesture of comfort but Kurt recoiled from the touch with a wince.

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It was time for morning break, and Sebastian opted to take Kurt outside to walk about the school grounds and get some fresh air as he explained things to him.

"Dalton isn't like other schools," Sebastian started and Kurt let out a derisive snort. "We have a tradition here and I'll admit that it isn't a particularly nice one."

"Clearly," Kurt interjected. "You're all a bunch of sick twisted perverts. I'm not staying here."

"Tuition fees at Dalton aren't cheap," Sebastian pointed out. "And they don't accept payments on a day to day basis. Your parents must have funded your tuition at least till the end of this semester if not for the full year. That's money your parents won't get back. Can your family really afford that?"

"No," Kurt answered quietly, his mind swimming with guilt. His dad and Carole had given up their honeymoon money to send him to Dalton. But they'd been hoping he would be safe. They hadn't sent him here to get abused by some sick tradition. "But I can't stay here. And I'm not playing any part in whatever sick fantasy you have," he added as he wrenched the collar off and threw it at Sebastian's feet.

"Hey, I'm kind of a jerk sometimes… most of the time," Sebastian admitted picking the collar back up. "But I'm not a monster. I don't want to hurt you, Kurt. But there are guys here, guys like Jackson, who will hurt you if given the chance."

"What about the zero tolerance bullying policy?" Kurt asked crossing his arms over his chest.

"It's a bit of a grey area unfortunately," Sebastian answered. "I'm not a fan of the Dalton tradition. On my first day, I was horrified when I saw some boy get spanked in the middle of the corridor. Then when a senior approached me, saying he wanted to claim me, I didn't want him or anyone else anywhere near me. I wanted no part in it. But we don't get a choice. It's just the way things work here. It's fucked up, it's wrong, but there's nothing I can do about it."

"You… you were… somebody put a collar on you?" Kurt asked.

"Hunter," Sebastian replied and Kurt shivered a little from the way Sebastian said the boy's name. It somehow made Kurt think of his worst bully, Karofsky. "He claimed me."

"So… what? You were his boyfriend?" Kurt questioned.

"Trust me, sweetheart, there's nothing romantic about this claiming thing," Sebastian told him. "And Hunter was a sick cruel asshole."

"Then why did you let him claim you?" Kurt asked.

"Like I said, we don't get a choice," Sebastian responded. "Not until we become seniors ourselves. That's how the tradition works, Kurt. A senior can claim a younger student and that student has no choice but to accept. The senior can do what they want to that younger student whenever they want."

"I don't want to be a part of this," Kurt said helplessly.

"I understand," Sebastian replied. "And if you really don't want me to claim you, I won't force you. But without this collar signifying that you belong to me, it's only a matter of time before somebody else claims you. Some of the seniors are good guys, they wouldn't use this tradition as an excuse to hurt or humiliate you. But some of them will. Hunter abused me all year, it was hell. I wouldn't wish treatment like that on anybody else. Honestly, Kurt, I don't want to hurt you. But I don't want to see anyone else hurt you either."

"Then… what do you want?" Kurt asked. "If I wear your collar, if you claim me, what would you expect from me?"

"I'd expect you to go to bed at a reasonable hour, to complete all your homework assignments on time, study for tests," Sebastian listed. "And I won't lie. I've love to be intimate with you, but collar or no collar, I would never force anything."

"Intimate?" Kurt repeated. "You mean… sex?"

"Yes," Sebastian answered honestly.

"But… but you wouldn't force it?" Kurt asked.

"I might pressure you a little sometimes if I was painfully hard and horny," Sebastian admitted. "But no, I'd never force anything."

"What about punishments?" Kurt queried. "That stuff goes on here doesn't it? That's what that boy was doing in class right?"

"Yes, seniors do punish their claimed boys," Sebastian said. "It can happen at any time, and it usually doesn't matter to the senior who might be watching. In fact, most senior boys prefer to have an audience."

"Is that what you'd do to me?" Kurt asked.

"If I felt I had to punish you, I would," Sebastian told him and Kurt's skin turned a shade paler. "But it would never be anything too severe and never in front of people. I wouldn't humiliate you like that. Maybe in private but never in public."

"I… I really don't have a choice?" Kurt asked sounding miserable.

"Not really, no," Sebastian replied. "But I'm giving you a choice right now. You can put this collar back on and let me claim you; let me take care of you. Or you can turn me down, reject me. But you won't have that option with the next guy."

Kurt stared down at the ground, looking to be deep in thought. Sebastian waited with bated breath, desperately hoping Kurt would agree to be his claimed boy.

"Um… ok," Kurt agreed though he didn't look too thrilled.

"I'll take care of you, Kurt, I promise," Sebastian said as he stepped up to the boy to reattach the collar to his throat. "You're safe," he assured him as he fingered the collar. "Nobody will touch you now you belong to me."

"Do I have to crawl?" Kurt asked, his cheeks burning. "I saw some boys crawling inside."

"No, no crawling," Sebastian answered him. "And no lead, no partial or full-on nudity, no public spankings or anything like that. But you do have to wear the collar, that's the only rule I want you to obey for now. Understood?"

"Yes… um… sir?" Kurt asked looking mortified.

"Sebastian's fine," he responded. "Come on, it's nearly time for class. Stay close to me, sweetheart," Sebastian requested holding his hand out to Kurt but the new student made no effort to take it. "Come on," Sebastian said placing his hand to Kurt's lower back since he wouldn't take his hand.

As they walked through the corridors, heads turned to look at them. Kurt had his head bent to the ground, his eyes low but Sebastian stood tall and proud, his hand reaching up to rest at the back of Kurt's neck to better signify to everyone that the boy had been claimed.

To Be Continued…

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