Matt jolted awake when the noise of iron scraping against brick close to him and shouts filled the air. His breath quickened as the noise got closer to him before deafening silence filled the air.
He stared at the door, frozen with fear as he realised he was bare and had no control over his bound hands. He pulled against the zip tie but it was no use, the tie didn't loosen from his wrists no matter how hard he pulled or how much he moved his wrists. He groaned with frustration and looked up fearfully as the door to his room was slid open.
He looked up and recognised D'Jock, as well as Mal who was standing behind him with a grin. "Just as pretty as I remember. Wonder how hard he'll fight today." Mal taunted and Matt grit his teeth together. "Oh, little boy is angry. How cute."
D'Jock rolled his eyes and walked to Matt, grabbing his hair and roughly pulling him to a cross on the floor and held him there. "When we come for you, you stand by here waiting for us." He growled into Matt's ear before pulling him out of the cell and down the long corridor and up to the basement.
Matt scanned the area and saw three women in the corner slaving over laundry that had to be hand washed. A well dressed woman walked to the small group with a smile, her black hair tightly pulled into a bun on top of her head. "Welcome to our Manor! Now, let's measure your waist to get the right size of uniform for you." She ordered chirpily and Matt blushed as he realised he had nothing on in front of a woman.
His body went rigid as the measuring tape was wrapped around his waist lightly. "He's a 34 number 369." One of the women washing the clothes stood up and ran to a corner of the room to pick up a pair of trousers with an elastic waist and elastic around the ankles. She handed the trousers to Mal and bowed her head before getting back to her work, not a sound passing her lips.
"Now for other measurements! This is my favourite thing." The woman announced giddily before measuring Matt's hands, feet and everything in between. Matt tried to step back when she grabbed his man to get a measurement, shocked when a hand connected with his face. "You do not move away when we're working with you!" The woman scolded with fire in her eyes and roughly grabbed him again, digging her nails into him as she took the measurement. She held the trousers in front of him eventually and Matt stepped into them, happy to be covered from prying eyes.
"We're going to put him with the ballroom slaves, see how he does with physical work." D'Jock informed the woman before pushing Matt towards a flight of stairs and down a marble corridor with extravagant decorations littering the walls and corridor walls. Matt gaped as they entered a huge room with high ceilings, luxurious furniture and golden hand painted murals on the ceiling.
He was pushed to a group of men dressed like him before falling to his knees when D'Jock kicked the back of his knees. Mal grabbed his hair to keep him in place while D'Jock cut the zip ties around his wrists. Matt brought his arms in front of him, groaning at the pain in his shoulders as they moved.
A cold, iron collar was secured around his neck and a split chain with cuffs on either end was attached to the front of the collar, his wrists being encompassed by the thin metal and digging into his skin immediately. "Grab a sponge, work or you won't eat." Mal warned before him and D'Jock left the ballroom.
Matt watched the men work silently with free hands, prompting him to see how much he could move his hands. Matt estimated the chain length at 30cm, limiting his movement and forcing him to lose a fight. A man with a wrinkled face caught his attention and motioned towards a bucket with soapy water, before looking at the floor. Matt got the message and picked up the cloth in the water, slowly scrubbing the floor and seeing the approval in the older man's face as he nodded and got back to his own work.
Matt grunted whenever he tried to move his hands to far forward, the iron collar rubbing against his neck where Matt felt the skin begin to burn. After three hours the floor was finally clean and the working men stood up and moved to line against a wall, the same man motioning for Matt to stand next to him and smiled down at Matt when he complied.
"W-Wha-" Matt started to speak before the man slapped a hand over his mouth, shaking his head and looking to the entrance door worriedly. He put a finger to his mouth and Matt took it as a be quiet.
The men stood at the wall for 10 minutes before five lavishly clothed men walked into the ballroom, looking at the working men before noticing Matt. "Oh Edward, I heard that your D'Jock brought you a new boy but I didn't know he'd be so beautiful." A short, plump man gushed when he noticed Matt.
A tall, slender man lead the group over to the working men and Matt felt the older man's nerves as he stood rigidly. The lavish man gripped Matt's chin, turning his head to the side. "Stand in the centre of the room." He ordered but Matt stood still, causing the man to sigh. "You're new here, but when me or my family tell you to do something I expect you to do it quickly. Now, stand in the centre of the room!" He ordered and Matt was quick to obey him, he was strong willed but he knew that he couldn't fight in his position.
"You can go get your leftovers men, well done in completing your task for once." The working men bowed and filed out of the ballroom silently. The group of five walked to Matt and circled him. "You are beautiful, D'Jock always picks well." The taller man complemented. "Rules: you will follow every order quickly and to a high standard, you will not speak while you work, you will eat and drink when we let you, you will not fight back. Disobeying these will result in a trip to the punishment room, I don't think you want to go there. Although, that would be fun for me and especially D'Jock, we haven't had anyone in there for a while." Matt looked at his feet and felt anger fill him, he was being treated like a dog.
The doors opened and D'Jock walked into the ballroom, tipping his head to show respect to the five men. "Sir." He greeted and 'Sir' smiled back at him. "What would you like him to do now, Sir?" He asked and Matt looked at 'Sir' through his eyelashes.
"Take him upstairs, we should welcome him with open legs." Sir ordered with a devilish smile. "Let's go and have dessert gentlemen, oru cooks make a wonderful tiramisu." The five men left and Matt looked at his feet.
D'Jock grabbed the chains around his wrists and pulled him out of the ballroom and up a flight of stairs, dragging him down corridors of soft carpets and lavish decorations littered the walls. He kept his eyes downwards when they passed working women polishing ornaments on pedestals, feeling their eyes on him before he was pulled into a room to the left.
The floor moved from soft carpet to hard brick and Matt felt his instincts screaming at him to run. He looked up and wished he hadn't, the wall in front of him was filled with adult toys and whips. D'Jock pushed him into the room and closed the heavy door before pushing Matt towards a four post bed. "N-No, p-please." Matt whimpered but was ignored as he was pushed onto the bed, his ankles quickly secured with metal cuffs to the bottom bed posts.
He was frozen in shock when D'Jock slapped him, allowing himself to be pushed onto the mattress and his hands bound to the bedposts. He fought against the bindings blindly when the position finally sunk into his head, pleading for D'Jock to unbind him. D'Jock walked to the toy wall and picked up a leather strap with a red ball in the centre before walking to Matt, gripping his jaw to keep the small boy's mouth open. Matt tried to get the hand off his jaw but failed, screaming when the ball was forced into his mouth and the strap tightly knotted behind his head.
D'Jock stood back and admired the view as Matt struggled against the cuffs, shaking his head as he tried to get the gag out of his mouth. D'Jock patted his thigh before leaving the room, turning the light off in the room and closing the door behind him, changing the vacant sign to in use before walking towards the kitchen to grab his own dinner.
I have gone WAY off my notes … the only thing that was in my notes was the ballroom cleaning :s In the notes Matt wasn't supposed to finish the work and then get taken to the punishment room … but now we have this
If you enjoyed let me know, it really helps :) See you guys next week for another update .0/
ALSO, do you want to see how the others are reacting to Matt being abducted or just stay in Matt's perspective?