Title: Sex Slave

Pairing(s): eventual Puck/Kurt, Blaine/Sam, past Kurt/guys, past Kurt/Mr. Schue, Kurt/OC

Rating: M

Genre: Drama/Angst/Romance/HurtComfort

Word count: 1382(this chapter), 10123(story so far)

Summary: Some people are born with a specific role that they must perform in life; housewife, businessman, army person, etc. Well, Kurt was born with a specific role in life: sex slave.

A/N: I hate university papers. Seriously, they are ruining my life. Which is why I wrote this gem, to keep everyone's spirits up, especially my own.

A/N 2: I also want to give a special thanks to JasonDragon64 for reviewing on every chapter I have written so far. Seriously, your insightful comments always keep me on my toes and wanting to write another chapter. You always give me something to think about for my next chapter or for the next few chapters, and I am very grateful for that. I have never had that before, and it helps motivate me. Also, thank you for the compliments that you leave, they make me want to keep writing and I hate that I can't just jump into another chapter because of work.

A/N 3: And yes I know this is getting to be a LONG author's note and I don't think anyone actually reads these things but me, so I'll just say that the next two and a half weeks are going to be hectic because of midterms and I doubt that I will get anything up until at least November. I apologize. I'm also not sure how long this story will be, if it's anything like this note, it will be forever before I finish it. LOL

Thank you JasonDragon64 and imGLEEKINGout for reviewing! It really helps keep my motivation up! Please keep the reviews up! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, I'm just a teenage girl with a big imagination and a laptop!

Chapter 9: The Look

Noah was stuck between a rock a hard place. How did he help Kurt without getting Kurt hurt worse or killed? And, the better question, how did he do something about it without Kurt finding out? Kurt wasn't a stupid person by any means. In fact, he was extremely smart. So, how on earth did he get himself into this mess? He could've told Jack no, he could've walked away. Why did he stay with him? That was a question that Noah honestly had no answer for. He could just kill Jack and bury the body, but Kurt would find out and then never speak to him again. No, he wouldn't do that. Which was how he found himself standing in front of Blaine's office door.

He knocked, hesitantly. Then he wondered if Blaine knew what was happening, he had to, Kurt was his employee and he cared about him, so he had to have noticed something was so very wrong. Then he knocked harder.

" Come in," was what he heard muffled through the door.

He opened it and stepped through. He saw Blaine sitting at his desk looking over some papers. " Blaine?"

The man's head shot up and he looked at Noah before smiling. " Hi. Come in, sit down. Did you want something to drink?" Then his eyes narrowed slightly and he added, " Why aren't you hanging out with Kurt right now?"

" Actually. Kurt is the reason I want to talk to you," Noah replied, not able to look Blaine in the eye.

Blaine leaned back in his chair and sighed, closing his eyes. " It's him, isn't it?"

Noah looked up so fast he would swear later he got whiplash. " What do you mean?"

" It's why you would want to talk about Kurt, right? You found out? About how Kurt really gets treated?" Blaine looked at him questioningly. Blaine already knew now, but he wanted to be absolutely sure. Of course, after what he said it would be painfully obvious, but nonetheless if Noah didn't know, he would play dumb.

Noah looked back down to the floor. " How long have you known?"

" About seven months."

Suddenly Noah was angry. " Seven months? Seriously? Seven fucking months and you didn't do anything about it?"

Blaine stood up. " Puck, listen…"

" No! You knew all this time and you didn't do anything! What kind of friend are you? He's been getting hurt for months! Months! And you never did anything?"

" What do you want me to say, huh? You want to yell at me? Go ahead. I'm giving you permission to yell at me. But what did you want me to do, Puck? What could I have done without Kurt finding out or that jerk finding out and Kurt ending up hurt, or worse, dead! You think I haven't thought about it? I have thought about it for months! Since I found out! Me and Sam, we talked about it for months! Still do, but I can't do anything until Kurt is ready to! Don't you get that? Kurt has to be willing to do something about it before anyone can do anything about it. And I have waited for him to have enough of this. I just… he needs someone to be there, to keep telling him he needs to leave this. It's not like he wouldn't have a line up of suitors out there. Kurt is so beautiful, so very beautiful, and he has such a big heart and kind soul, he doesn't deserve this. No one does, but he just keeps sinking lower and getting weaker. I don't know what to do anymore."

Puck felt bad for the man. To be a friend like this and to not be able to do anything until they say they're ready, God it had to be tough. He looked so tired and defeated, almost as if he had gone through this before, but that couldn't be possible. Unless he had a brother like this. Or maybe a cousin?

" I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that."

" It's okay, Puck. I get it, Kurt's your friend and been that way for years. I just, When I first hired him, three years ago, he was so vibrant. He was confident, and smiled all the time. Now, he just puts on that mask, you know? That one mask that means that he's trying to pretend to be fine and you know he's not. I hate it, hate seeing that mask again. Why is it that all the good guys get treated like shit?"

" What do you mean? When you say, seeing the mask again. Was it a brother or a cousin?"

" More like now current boyfriend." Blaine looked up to see Puck's reaction and all he saw was a shocked, yet thoughtful, look on his face.

" Sam?"

Blaine nodded. " Yeah. When I first met Sam, he was in a relationship like Kurt. Yes, that does mean he is a Sex Slave. And yes, I will answer any questions you have later. But Sam, he was at a breaking point, Kurt isn't there yet but he will be soon if we don't do anything about it. Anyway, Sam, he was this closed off person. Always kept his head down when spoken to, curled his arms around his middle-which was tiny I tell you-like a protective force, and when someone started to raise their voice he automatically apologized. But his eyes, when I did manage to see them, I remember gasping and wondering how it was possible for eyes to be so empty. He put up that mask, that one that's pretending to be fine, and he talked in a meek voice. I hated it, and eventually he told me what happened to him."

" Did you do anything about it?"

" Not at first. I get it, it's complicated. They feel like they owe their owners for something so they think the best way to do that is to just let it continue until they let go of the slaves. The problem is, guys like these won't let go of them. They were taught to be submissive, it's part of their natural personality, so they just let it go. I backed Sam up, and I got him to talk to the wife of the guy that owned him. They were both abuse victims of this guy and they went to the cops together. They testified at his trial and he was sent away. I won't lie to you, Noah. You saw what happened a while ago with me and Sam, and you heard that story from Kurt. He gets insecure sometimes and does things like that. It will never go away completely, he will always have a part of him that believes no one really cares, I just find ways to show Sam that I will always be there for him, and that I love him. I hate it when he goes off like that, but I can never stop loving him."

" And I never doubt you, Blaine."

Blaine looked up to his door and Noah looked around to find Sam standing in the doorway staring at them. " Gossiping about me, Blaine? I thought you were supposed to be the dapper gentleman." Sam had a pout on his face, but it was erased by the knowing smirk that found it's way there instead.

Blaine got up and went around the desk to hug and kiss the taller man, while whispering that he loved him and hearing it back. Noah turned around again to give them their privacy, he was entranced by this couple, but he didn't want to invade. So he got up and went to head to the door before realizing it was still blocked and just stood there awkwardly while they kissed and smiled at each other.

" You don't have to leave, Puck. Although I admit I'm curious about why you guys were discussing some of my duller moments."

" It's Kurt. Puck knows, and wants to help him."

Blaine and Sam shared a look, one that Noah wasn't able to distinguish, and suddenly wished he'd stayed at home today.

A/N 4: Haha, not done with this apparently. So this has been my longest chapter yet! EEK I'm so proud of myself, I actually got out of the little filler chapters and gave a nice, long explanation into Sam's life and a little dynamic between Kurt and Blaine. I apologize for the lack of Kurt, not my intention, but somehow he just did not fit into this chapter. Anyways, this is me, signing out.