A/N – Putting this up to M, because I need too. Ah…yeah….major slash in this chapter. I must have my perverse fantasies somehow.
Roses for my Man
Part 10
Give me leave to rail at you, -
I ask nothing but my due:
To call you false, and then to say
You shall not keep my heart a day.
But alas! against my will
I must be your captive still.
Ah! be kinder, then, for I
Cannot change, and would not die. – John Wilmot
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SNAP!
Gasp…
SNAP!
Groan…
SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!
"You made me do this…"
"N-n-no…p-p-lease…."
SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!
SNAP!
Gasp…
SNAP!
Groan…
"This is for your own good…"
"N-no-o-o-o-…"
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Jalyn moved his lover under the shower head that he had attached to the ceiling. Tommy was completely naked by now and shivering. His head was bowed and his dark hair lay against his eyes; hiding them from his sight. Tommy's back was now covered in welts where his belt had touched skin. The man was shivering from the acute cold.
Jalyn turned the water on, it was ice as it fell onto his captive. Tommy stood there with his arms bound, shivering but not daring to say a word. This was only the first punishment since he had woken up in the cage, but, he didn't want to risk getting hurt too much more. His head screamed at him to escape the abuse. He meant to.
Jalyn soaped his down, being sort of careful with his back, but not much. After Jalyn soaped his hair and turned the water off. He toweled Tommy down.
"I wish I didn't need to do that, it hurts me," he said. Tommy didn't say anything.
"I'll have to tie you up tonight, I can't trust you," Jalyn continued.
He had Tommy eat the cooled soup and the other food he was supposed to eat earlier. Then Jalyn put the choke collar around Tommy's neck, made sure the handcuffs were secure, and with another pair that he threaded through the bars, he anchored Tommy's ankles. The one comfort he did let Tommy have was a blanket.
"Sleep well, I shall start your training tomorrow," Jalyn said. He traced Tommy's jaw line before kissing him softly on the lips. Then he locked the cage, made sure the metal strip was in place before he put out the lights and made his way back upstairs.
Tommy laid there deep into the night, knowing that he needed to sleep, but couldn't. He secretly wished that Doug was there with him, maybe Doug would hold him. That would be nice. Tommy wanted to be with Doug.
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When morning came, Jalyn was unusually happy. He had to wake Tommy that morning. Like the first night, Jalyn hand fed his lover the food. Tommy didn't feel like eating, but after a vicious back hand, he did as Jalyn said.
"See, it isn't that hard, now is it?" Jalyn asked.
"No,"
"That's the first thing we're going to take care of, your going to call me by my name. Now try again,"
"No, Jalyn," Tommy replied with a whisper. Jalyn seemed to be happy and spooned Tommy more oat meal.
"Now, today we are going to start with your training. I want to make love to you, but I know that I must go slow since you haven't been with a man," Jalyn explained. Tommy gulped. The sincere numbness he had disappeared at the thought of making love to Jalyn. He didn't say anything though he wanted to run away. Far away from Jalyn and his sick sense of love and sex. Smooth lips kissed his neck below his ear. Tip of the tongue had him shivering at the sensation. Soon, Jalyn was sucking at the delicate skin. Smacking his lips when he came away to reveal what would soon become a hicky.
"Kiss me," Jalyn said, turning Tommy's head to face him. Tom gulped when Jalyn's smooth lips met his. A tongue softly ran across his teeth, looking for entrance. Which Tommy gave to avoid any pain that might come with not doing what he was directed. Jalyn smiled into the kiss, it was nice. Tommy was nice.
When the kiss finally ended, Jalyn noticed the one long tear that Tommy tried to keep back. He whipped it away with his thumb. "I love you," he whispered.
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Later, Jalyn had the still cold and naked Tom Hanson make his way upstairs. It was the first time Tom had been upstairs of the house (that he could remember being awake for). It was just as nice as the basement with thick rugs and furniture that looked un-humanly comfortable. Jalyn had Tommy climb the second story stairs and led him down the hallway to the master bedroom.
Here there was a huge unmade bed, clothing on the floor and the television was still on. Jalyn led him through the mess to the bath tub.
"It isn't going to be our first coupling, but hopefully this will help to make you willing" Jalyn said. Tommy didn't even look at the man while he drew the bath. Tommy waited till Jalyn was done before stepping in. He was still handcuffed, but Jalyn didn't seem worried about it. Jalyn removed his clothing and got in behind Tommy.
Laying back so that he was supported by the wall, Jalyn held Tommy in his arms.
"I don't ever want you to leave me, I might go crazy," Jalyn muttered into his ear.
"Please," this was a whisper, "let me go,"
"Tommy, my Tommy. Can't you see you belong with me?" Jalyn asked, kissing his neck again. Tommy sighed, the water felt good on his back after the deliriously cold night he had suffered.
"If you care, than you should let me go," Tommy pointed out.
"I can't," was all Jalyn would say.
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He couldn't sleep. It was a useless Endeavour when he didn't know where Tom was nor what was being done to the younger man. Tom was strong, he could handle himself but, Doug wanted to be there with him and help him as much as he could. Sure, he wasn't any help at the Juvenile detention center – but that was beside the point!
Getting up, Doug made his way to his living room. He flopped down on the couch and did the one thing he knew would get him to sleep. Watch an informercial about steaming mops and dried food.
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a/n – good grief! I hate these stupid chapters! I guess I have to look stuff up now to torture Tommy with. If anyone has any ideas, please let me know. Cause' I'll probably use them!