Chapter 3

Rules of the house

Note: Hello my twisted people I'm uploading again I know, I'm actually thinking of fixing up some issues I had with chapter 2. Nothing major but just wanted to make it better. But I would like to thank everyone again. I'm so happy you guys are liking it and I'd like to answer is Lena review questions. Firstly thanks for reading and yes sadistic Jazz is best Jazz. I've always loved the idea but people either go WAY to for not enough. I was running into a lot of issues before I decided to also hide a microphone in his head. It helps that he also thinks it's messed up. Yes we will learn why he acks like this around Closelens, being very possessive and soon VERY protective. Now for your last question, I can't really say because there be spoilers ahead for further down the line. I'll just say that there is chemistry between the two. Wether or not it's romantic has yet to be seen.

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After a my quiet reflection I had to think carefully, I don't believe Jazz would tolerate such a brake down. Not at a price, then again what was getting on my knees and being hand fed meant to be.

Likely a little power play.

That's fine I guess but what use dose he have for me I dough he got me for my brains so what exactly was he going to do to me. In the prison there had been some talk about the guards... forcing themselves on the prisoners.

My power of 'hiding under blankets and pretending I'm not there' technique. Unfortunately I doubt Jazz will find that amusing and the idea of him grabbing me by my ankles to pull me out seemed monstrous. But so far this have been fine, so I keep telling myself. But what good I'm I if I just give up and let him take me. Primus help me if he wants me to...

My vents wheezed hot air, I knew I couldn't hide in here forever. The last thing I need it for him to-

Knock Knock

"Closelens is everything alright in there?" Jazz asked through the door causing me to panic a bit.

"Yes s-Jazz everything is fine, s-sorry I'll be out in a nanosecond." I bit my lower lip and hurried it up I made use I had put everything in its proper place and as neatly as I could. When I was about to touch the door handle I froze again.

No

Now is not the time, Jazz was right there and if I didn't get out soon he'd drag me out. I took one last exhale before just doing it. And with a sudden thump I had ran into his chest seemingly he had been going in at the same time to fetch me. I looked up him more embarrassed then anything, this could have been avoided but no I had to get all scared now I have now indirectly hit the second in command of the Autobots only single step down from Prime himself and he was staring at me. But with a amused smile.

"Hello there," he said sweetly with a slight chuckle, I just put hands over my face all flushed. Jazz laughed again but not in a mocking way. "Aww don't be so shy pet, your fine." He gently grabbed my chin and forced me to look up. He could see Lubricants forming at my eyes.

"I'm sorry," I squeaked pathetically, like that my confidence broke into little bits. He slowly grabbed my hands.

"I'm not going to hurt you yet little Closelens, and it won't be for no reason or without warning." His smirked turned sinister "I don't brake my shiny new things."

This wasn't helping in fact I think it's not meant to, that enjoyment watching me nearly brake down again in front of him was giving him some sort of sadistic buzz. But Primus it made me tremble. He had so much control and he had captured my hands trapping me practically agents his chest. I couldn't look at him anymore, his Visor made impossible to read his optics. Worst off was I could feel the pleasure he took from doing this to me off his frame.

My suffering makes him happy... how hopeless fails to describe how I feel. Something akin to empty loss or absolute crushing defeat. No digital no straight nothing but trying not to cry again.

"Closelens," He said smoothly I made myself look up again. This time I had a look of defeat that he I'm sure could feel.

"Yes Jazz," I asked

"Has anyone ever said you look pretty," he hummed over me, this time I felt obligated to keep my head up.

"W-what?" I asked I felt myself heat up slightly

"Yeah, when your all shiny and clean like this, I bet you hand Mechs and Femmes climbing over each other to get the chance to ask you out," He whispered in my audio receptors and pilling my hands to his sides so we were touching again. I was to frightened to fight him to try and pull away. My component started to glitch.

"I-I never... really. A-a-a mech my size, it's just that I-" I tried to tell him I never been with someone. I was always a subject to ridicule never EVER of envy.

"It doesn't matter, your mine now. Mine to play with, to touch to taste to feel. And I will take care of you, tell you how keep me satisfied and hurt you when you fail. But your smart, you'll learn," He got dangerous close to my face.

"Please, Don't hurt me," I whimpered.

"No, not yet. I only hurt those who defy me, like take to long in the shower," Jazz whispered making me violently flinch expecting something horrible my optics went wide.

"But I forgive you, you gave me this wonderful moment," Jazz gently slid his units between my own opening my hand up. A just went along with it. Jazz chuckled slightly under his breath.

"You're smart Closelens, that's why you'll make it," he whispered making me tremble again. Jazz pulled away leaving me there all confused to what to feel. He said such nice things but said them so threateningly he threatens to hurt me and I'm frozen to feeling anything other then what he wants me to feel. He's ice cold yet warm. He's cruel but he hasn't hurt me in any way.

Jazz turned and walked away back to the living room. He snapped his units and pointed forward telling me to follow.

Jazz's P.O.V

If laughing wouldn't brake the illusion I would have been on the floor. Adding the slag about taking to long in the shower was up there in his evilest master plans ever. His optics his frame everything was perfect. They didn't make Circuit boosters that could make Jazz this high. He was perfect the right mix of longing for protection and being frightened. Of corse I wasn't going to hurt him bumping in to him or not. He was to cute. The way Closelens squeaks when startled the way he just stands there hopeless confused looking to me for guidance.

When he bumped into me and he looked up at me with his shy little expression.

His pretty frame looked fantastic all cleaned up, at first I thought he was a black but it turned out he had a dark Burgundy colour with yellow highlights. His borderline now useless alternative mode made it tragic. I mean I see others take the seekers out to fly and it's not like I can take him outside for a...

I suddenly had a idea. But I'll wait for tomorrow. For now I need to give a house tour and make it more home for him. Who knows how long until Prime convinces the consul that slavery is bad and I'll have to let my Closelens go. I got a ping of sadness at the thought.

No one has ever lived with me or so much as cared. And no I mean more The in a BFF way. But I don't plan on hurting the kid especially in that way, I'll tease him. Hell I can't wait for.

Speaking of I love that he's here I like to be needed, this mech needs me. Yes I'm mean and absolutely cruel, my Closelens will come to no real harm I know what I'm doing. I could here his pleads lightly thump behind me not wanting to get to close but not far enough to be encouraged along.

"Alright, this is your new home. I throw a lot of parties so it will be nice to have someone help with set up. Fortunately clean up won't be needed, Everyone know that I get... upset if I find so much a energon candy rapper I'd hunt them down and make them eat it." I joked but he looked at me in horror, I chuckled slightly.

"That's why I have you to keep me happy, right?" I said letting my tone dip lower making him shiver again but he nodded quickly.

"Y-yes Jazz," he trembled I already got my fix for now so I wont scare him now. But he needs to know his place.

"I'm having a party in a few days, think of it as a test. Things go well then that will be that. But make me have to send my friends home early to deal with you and you'll find me also... upset." I said making it clear I'd put up with none of it, Closelens nodded diligently. I smiled again wanted to give him some faith "But sincerely don't think you'll be much trouble, won't you?"

"Wouldn't dream of it sir- Jazz," he corrected himself faster then I could reacted.

"That's the spirit, stay on top of yourself. It's better you correct yourself then me," I said playfully he jumped back at the idea of punishment, he was to cute.

Closelens's P.O.V

He showed me the around the house in all its rooms, no torcher room to my surprise. But the hour was late and I wanted to pass out. The guest bedroom is where I assumed is be sleeping but Jazz instead pulled me into his room. Oh slag oh slag oh slag.

I can't, if this is going where I think it is there going to be a lot of problems...

I followed him into his room regardless, he closed the door and locked it behind us. My expression as you could imagine was horrified.

Jazz shot me a devil smile that sent ice energon throw me.

"I'm impress by you Closelens, you did really good today. You Pleased me, And good pets get to sleep in there masters berth," Jazz snaked up behind me and rapped his arms around me. I couldn't stop myself this time I panicked I pulled a fought.

"No no no no no no no no-" I cried over and over. Not like this I can't no. I take back what I said he can do whatever to me, except that!

"Closelens?" He said pulling me tighter. Not enough to hurt but enough to stop me from getting away.

"MASTER PLEASE!" I sobbed desperately "no no no no you said I Pleased you? Why?" I asked to no one in particular, just to the universe. Just a honest to goodness 'Why?'

"Closelens, easy Mech, easy..." Jazz used a soft gently voice, I collapsed into tears.

"Brake my armour, peal it off. Take out my optics you like to watch me be clumsy. Brake me in ways I haven't thought of, just not this sir, please, not this..." I sobbed loudly, the sound echoed off the walls for a while, Jazz made no move on me. He set me back down so my pleads touched to floor very gently.

"Primus Closelens..." he whispered spark broken. It was then I noticed he wasn't getting any sort of thrill out of this. No laughter or amused purrs nothing. "Please look at me."

I slowly turned to facing and taking longer then normal to look up at the black and wight mech.

"Closelens baby, treat this conversation like the most serious conversation you've ever had in your life because it's seriously to me. I will never ever hurt you like that. I'm here to help you not destroy you," Jazz said in his most sincere voice he had. I couldn't help but have a head full of doubt he knew the rumours about... what some Autobots do for... entertainment. My optics fell but Jazz quickly made me look back up at him again.

"The word 'No' is and that's a word I have ever respect for especially in the berth... I'm a monster, I know what I am and how you see me. But my berth, no, our berth is safe." He grabbed my hands and put his units between mine again. "Please, I would never harm anyone with it, it's called self control and if there isn't completely consent it's not happening. I know how helpless your position feels, Believe me I know. I'd never hurt you like that, you'll believe me won't you?"

He sounded sad that I ever thought he'd... he'd hurt me. And what did he mean he's been here? What is he talking about.

"Swear to me," I suddenly demanded without hesitation or scolding for demanding something from my master he swore.

"I swear on my still beating spark and to Primus himself I will never take you or anyone by force," Jazz made himself as clear as possible. "This bed is safe, you are safe. And so help the any mech that so much as thinks of lays a hand on you."

I looked up at him again confused

"I will always protect you, your mine, no one else," he whispered

"Why me?" I asked genuinely as he pulled his arms around me

"Because I wanted you," he said almost aggressively

"That's no what I meant," I asked choosing to push

"No more questions, you need recharge," Jazz stoped to conversation dead in its tracks and I thought it best to stop. Jazz and I climbed into the berth and I get comfortable in the sheets. They were a million times more softer and warmer then the ones at the prison. I felt Jazz grabbed my wast from behind and dragged me to his chest. I looked up at him before he smiled back down.

"I not going to hurt you, not here. Ever..." He whispered. There was something he wasn't telling me. There had to be a reason a mech like Jazz never let his torcher go to the berth. Why I had been chosen over everyone else. I was a non essential part of a nothing teem of scientist. Jazz was the second in command of the Autobot army. Heck if he had asked for two no one would be stupid enough to try and stop him. So why me? I herd Jazz move again.

"Relax, tomorrow I don't want you to fuel yourself. When you get up you clean what you can. I'll get a chore list ready for the next day. When you here me get up I want no surprise. I'm special Ops trained I will hurt you. I want you on your knees in the middle of the living room not a word unless I tell you. Don't you dare wake me up." Jazz said sternly

"Yes Jazz," I said nervously "G-good night."

Jazz smiled

"Good night Closelens," He said nicely "And please, never address me as 'Master' again"

I slowly nodded my head, needing sleep I couldn't be bothered to care anymore. Today really zapped my energy.

"Good mech."