This chapter shows what happened before Kendall was found at the park. Warning: can be triggering.
The boys had regrouped and met for dinner with the investor's children at the Hungry Bear Restaurant at 6:30. Griffin had reserved the banquet room for them, so it was just the boys, the kids and their interpreters, and a few fans. James had returned with two girl fans and was sitting and chatting with them, being his usual charming self.
"How can he be like this?" Carlos asked Logan as he watched their friend. He was both angry and sad, not understanding how James could act happy when Carlos knew his heart was broken.
"Some people react to pain and loss differently," Logan said.
"He hasn't LOST anything, all he has to do is listen," Carlos said, shaking his head.
"What is he suppose to listen to? You asked Harrison something and wouldn't say what it was, what do you know?" Logan asked.
"I can't tell, I promised," Carlos said sadly.
"Promised who... Kendall?" Logan asked suspiciously.
"Yes, and it's not what you think!" Carlos hissed, noting the look on Logan's face.
"Will it help?" Logan asked.
"I think it will, but Kendall said that it isn't the problem," Carlos said.
"What isn't the problem?" Logan asked, looking around to make sure that no one could hear their conversation.
"The perfume," Carlos said, knowing it wasn't breaking the promise since Logan already knew about it.
"I thought it was for Mrs. Knight?"
Carlos shook his head, "That's not what it was."
"Carlos, you need to tell if it will help things," Logan said.
"I promised," Carlos said, shaking his head again.
"Who did you promise not to tell?"
"James," Carlos said sadly.
"Okay, but not me?"
"I already asked Harrison and he said if I tell you so you can tell James, it's still breaking a promise," Carlos explained.
"What if I don't tell James what it is, but tell him that we both know what it is and that it's not what he thinks?" Logan asked.
"How will that work?"
"Well, deep down he knows that Kendall would never do what he thinks he's done, so if we explain that he's wrong about the perfume..."
"Then maybe he'll realize that he's wrong about the rest too?" Carlos finished.
"Exactly," Logan said,
Carlos was torn. He didn't want to break his promise to Kendall, but he knew that Logan was right. If they could convince James that he was wrong about one thing, maybe he'd realize he was wrong about the others. Then everyone could be happy again and things could go back to normal. After a couple of minutes he took a deep breath and told Logan what he knew.
James had spent the afternoon with Aimee, Cari, and their friends. He'd invited Aimee and Cari to join him for dinner, hoping to avoid any further conversations with his two friends about Kendall. He'd put up a wall and didn't want anyone breaking through right now.
He glanced over and saw Carlos and Logan talking about something and hoped they'd just leave him alone about it all. He checked his phone and sighed, his mom hadn't called him back. Thinking about it he realized that Mrs. Knight had never returned his calls either. "Hopefully they're having fun," he thought to himself.
"James are you listening?" Aimee, the blonde, asked.
"Sorry, just seeing if my mom had called," James smiled.
"That's so sweet," she said, smiling back.
"She's coming to town in a couple of days so I'm waiting to see what she wants to do," he said.
"I'd love to meet her," Aimee said, wrapping her arm around his.
"We'll have to see. She's kind of hard on girlfriends," he told her.
She smiled broadly at that and he realized that she'd taken what he said the wrong way. He tried to think of a nice way to tell her that that wasn't what he'd meant when his phone rang. He looked at the phone and saw a number he didn't recognize it.
"This might be her calling from the hotel," he said standing up and walking towards the other side of the room where it was quieter. "Hello?"
There was a muffled sound on the line and he couldn't quite make out a voice. "Hello, is anyone there?"
"J-Jamie?"
James bristled at the sound of Kendall's voice, "Why are you calling me? Didn't I make myself clear this morning and NOW you're calling from a different number so I won't know it's you?"
"No... Jamie please, I need help. S-Something bad happened...it's hurts so much," Kendall said, his voice sounded hushed and strange.
"Call your girlfriend," James snapped.
"Please Jamie, she's not my girlfriend and it hurts so bad," Kendall pleaded.
"This is the last time I'm going to say this, STOP calling me that. You are really pushing it now so I guess that means you don't care about our friendship either."
"N-No, James please! You don't understand..." Kendall sobbed.
"Go away and stop doing this to me!" James said, his voice breaking. He hung up and headed outside, trying not to cry.
Griffin looked at the time and saw it was close to two. He smiled a little, knowing Kendall must have fallen asleep again. He nodded to Jessica who called fifteen minute break. She busied herself handing out refreshments while Griffin walked down to his office. He smiled at Eileen and told her that they should be wrapping things up shortly so she could go ahead and leave for the day. She thanked him and gathered her things as he went into his office.
He saw Kendall at the table, sleeping with his head on his arms. He smiled to himself as he saw the juice bottle, "Things are finally progressing quite nicely."
"Hmm?" Kendall murmured.
"I said you should lie down for awhile. It can't be too comfortable resting like that," Griffin said.
"Sorry," Kendall mumbled, sitting up.
"You don't have anything to be sorry for. Now you lie down and I'll get you some water," Griffin said, pulling the teen up from the chair. He helped Kendall over to the couch and then went to the fridge and got a bottle of water. "Drink this," he said sitting down and opening the bottle.
Kendall shook his head but Griffin put the bottle to his lips and he was forced to take a drink. Griffin waited for the boy to swallow before doing it again. "No more," Kendall mumbled as he curled up.
"I'll be back to check on you soon," Griffin said, running his fingers through the blond hair. He set the bottle on the end table and stood up. He smiled down at the sleeping teen and then headed back to the conference room.
About an hour later the meeting wrapped up and Griffin waited for the investors to leave. Jessica smiled as she sat down next to him at the table, "Well that was a success."
"So it would seem," Griffin said standing up.
"Where are you going daddy? I thought we could play for awhile," Jessica said with a slight pout.
"Later, I have another play date at the moment," Griffin said.
She stood up and wrapped her arms around him, "I could join you."
"Not this time, I like to break in my toys alone," Griffin said as he pulled away from her.
"But Artie, what am I suppose to do?"
"Go get something polished or colored or waxed. I'll call you when I'm finished and we can play later," he said, pulling out his wallet and handing her some money.
She smiled, "Anything you say daddy." She and Griffin walked out and down the hallway, Jessica stopping at the elevators.
"Have fun," she waved as the doors opened.
"I intend to," Griffin said as he walked to his office. He locked the outer office doors and then went into his office, locking that door behind him. He pulled a chair over to the couch and watched Kendall as he slept. About twenty minutes later he cleared his throat and watched as the teen's eyes slowly started to open and smiled to himself.
He got up and went over and sat down next to the teen, running his fingers through the soft locks again. He leaned down and whispered into the boy's ear, "Why don't I take you someplace where we can get comfortable?"
"Hmm?"
Griffin smiled again as he took the boy by the arms and pulled him up, "We need to get comfortable."
Kendall tried to focus on what Griffin was saying and tried pulling away. He didn't like the way the older man was staring at him and he didn't understand why he could barely move. "Home," he managed to get out.
"Later," Griffin said as he firmly guided the boy to a door. He opened it and pulled Kendall through with him. It was a luxurious bathroom complete with spa, but Griffin continued pulling Kendall to the other side where he hit what looked to be a light switch on the wall. A mirrored panel slid open and revealed a room on the other side. Kendall continued trying to pull away as Griffin pulled him into the large room.
"My home away from home," Griffin smirked as he hit a button and the door slid closed.
Kendall's heart raced as he looked around the room. It had every cliché of a rich playboy bachelor pad, from the zebraprint skin rug in front of the fireplace to the oversized round bed, complete with mirror on the ceiling.
Griffin smiled as he pulled Kendall close and wrapped his arms around his waist. Griffin nuzzled Kendall's neck as he pulled him closer. Kendall tried to push away, but had no strength and felt his legs start to give out from under him. Griffin pushed his right leg in-between Kendall's and rubbed against him. He was supporting most of Kendall's weight now and the boy started panicking as he felt a bulge rub against him.
"No," Kendall managed to choke out.
Griffin just smirked again as he unceremoniously released him. Kendall hit the rug and he yelped as he landed with his left hand down and he felt something in his wrist crack. He tried to get up but only managed to roll over onto his back. Griffin smiled down at him and then walked over to a chest of drawers and pulled out what looked to be a shaving kit. Griffin set it on the table and leaned against an odd looking burgundy leather chaise lounge. It reminded him of the shape of a race car with a higher sloping back that curved down and then ended in a lower slope.
Kendall managed to get his legs to work enough to scoot back until he hit a wall.
Griffin smiled at him in amusement, "Well, it seems we hit upon the right combination."
"W-What?"
"The pharmaceutical division of RCM CBT Sanyoid. We've been working on developing new anesthetic protocols, this one is a mix of Ketamine and a new drug which decreases recovery time and increases the Twilight anxiolysis effects. The first day the Ketamine was too strong which is why you were out so quickly and for so long. We decreased it the next time and it was too low, you woke up too quickly. Then it was just play around with it and now the doctor seems to have gotten it right. At one third the original dose you're able to comprehend what I'm telling you. When we're finished I'll give you the rest and you won't remember a thing."
Kendall looked at him in shock, "Why?"
"Because there is a LOT of money in pharmaceuticals. Even if it's not approved for years, the street sales alone will garner millions. Besides...the next part is fun I and ALWAYS take advantage of any potential perks."
Kendall shook his head and tried to stand but was still too weak.
Griffin smirked again as he removed his jacket and folded it, lying it neatly on top of the chest of drawers. He removed his watch and set it on the table and then picked up the small leather bag. He opened it and started placing the items on the table. "I don't suppose you've ever seen these but you're definitely going to want me to use them. You see I believe in careful preparation, it leaves less of a chance of being...accused of anything. I take my time with prep and with clean up... no muss, no fuss."
Kendall felt like his heart was going to burst from his chest as he listened to the older man ramble on. He remembered his phone in his back pocket and willed his arms to move. He managed to get it out while Griffin was still setting up and tried to unlock the screen with one hand. He finally got it to unlock but before he could hit James' number on speed dial, Griffin took it from him. He turned the phone off and slapped Kendall hard across the cheek.
Kendall's eyes watered as he glared up at him and Griffin smiled and ran his hand through the boy's hair, "There's that naughty, bad boy attitude that I like." He set the phone on the table next to the little kit, "The room is completely soundproof, no signals get in or out."
Kendall shivered in disgust, "They know where I am, you won't get away with it."
"Wrong, I always get away with it. Besides, as far as anyone knows you left at six with Jessica, who will of course, confirm that the two of you spent a wonderful evening together."
"They won't believe you," Kendall said as he tried to stand again.
Griffin grabbed him under the arms and pulled him up, "That's what you think. Now, why don't we get you comfortable so we can take our time?"
"No!" Kendall said pulling away and hitting the floor again.
Griffin squatted down next to him, "Did I ever tell you that I use to be a professional body builder? I've kept up my training so I'd just relax if I were you." He grabbed Kendall again and pulled him to the burgundy lounge. He pulled Kendall so that his back was pressed tightly to his chest, "This is a very special chair. It's called a Tantra and was inspired by the Kama Sutra. It's amazing for so many different reasons, but tonight we'll just use it to prepare you."
Kendall slammed his head back into Griffin's nose and the CEO yelled and released him. Kendall managed to stay upright this time and stumbled to the door. He frantically searched for a button to open it.
Griffin held his nose with one hand and pulled a small vial from his pocket with the other. He poured a small amount of powder into his hand and grabbed Kendall, pulling him around. He blew the powder into Kendall's face and the boy coughed as the substance made it's way into his nose and mouth. A few seconds later he was feeling weak and then felt his body going limp. Griffin glared down at him, "If you're going to play hardball, make sure you have all your bases covered. I had a diluted powdered compound made just in case, and it'll make sure you don't try anything again, but won't knock you out."
He put his arm around Kendall's waist and dragged him back to the chair.
Griffin pushed Kendall onto the chair with his back against the high sloping end. He sat down in front of him, his back facing the downward slope. He pulled Kendall's legs up over his own and pulled off the black denim jacket, next he removed the gray t-shirt. Griffin leaned back and smiled appreciatively as he ran his hand over Kendall's smooth chest.
Kendall tried to focus but everything looked distorted. He shivered as Griffin tweaked his left nipple. "Na..." was all he could get out.
Griffin ran his hands up and down the teen's sides and then nuzzled his neck. Kendall's breathing picked up and he tried to pull away, but couldn't move. He choked back a moan as Griffin latched onto a nipple and started nipping and sucking at it. Griffin wrapped his arms around the boy's waist and pulled him up a bit, not releasing the little bud of flesh. After a minute he pulled off and licked a line across Kendall's chest before latching onto the other one. One hand moved down and he palmed himself through his slacks and moaned happily. His hand then trailed over to Kendall's thigh where he squeezed tightly, sure to leave bruises. His mouth was still working at Kendall's chest when he undid the snap on his jeans.
"No..." Kendall managed to get out, panic setting in.
Griffin pulled off and looked down at him as he unzipped the jeans, "Did you know that nipples are completely underrated or ignored in men. Don't get me wrong, I love them on women, but there's just something special about a firm nipple on a boy. He pushed Kendall up a little further on the slope and started to pull off the jeans.
Kendall managed to shake his head but the vocal protest came out as a small whimper. Griffin pulled them the rest of the way off and then latched onto the left nipple, rolling and squeezing the right with his other hand. Kendall's eyes fluttered closed as the sensation started to overwhelm him.
Griffin smirked as he felt the boy relaxing and ran his hands up the firm thighs. He felt the boy tense up again and ran a hand up inside the boxers. Kendall started shaking, not being able to pull away from the pervert. He thought of James and how they hadn't even made love yet. They'd decided to take it very slow for the sake of their friendship and Kendall was regretting it. He wasn't even sure how it really worked. He'd read a few things but never asked, trusting that James would explain when they got to that point.
Now James hated him and he was trapped here with this pervert. He choked back a sob as he realized James wasn't going to be his first.
Griffin continued his oral assault on Kendall's chest as he squeezed his butt. Kendall shivered and he managed to pull away a little, but Griffin tightened his hold as he bit down. Kendall whimpered and Griffin finally released him and looked down at him. His eyes wandered over the firm young body and he grinned. "Not bad for slender boy," he said as he brushed his fingers across the front of Kendall's boxers.
Kendall managed a glare and wished he could spit at the freak.
"There's daddy's bad boy," Griffin smiled, taking note of the look. "Now, let's get you ready."
Kendall shook his head again as Griffin stood and flipped him over onto his stomach. He grabbed the boy's arms and pulled him so he was lying across the higher slope, his head facing away from the chair. Kendall tried to grab ahold and pull himself off, but his arms felt like lead and all he could do was clutch the end with his fingers.
Griffin ran his fingers through the blond hair and gave it a little tug as he reached over to the table and grabbed a pair of non-latex gloves. He picked up a bottle and knelt down next to Kendall, "Now, we're going to take our time so there aren't any problems. If you start moving around you could hurt yourself and we wouldn't want that."
Kendall tried to speak again, "N, na."
"Keep trying, you won't get very far but I always appreciate when someone puts in a good effort," Griffin said as he went to a small fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. "I need to take my little perky pill, it takes awhile to kick in. This way we'll both be ready about the same time," he smiled and winked before popping a small blue pill in his mouth and taking a swig of water.
Kendall thought he was going to throw up, just thinking about the freak touching him made him sick to his stomach. Griffin walked back over to him and then around behind. Griffin loosened his tie as sat down behind Kendall. He reached over to the table and grabbed something and then leaned across Kendall's back until his head was along side Kendall's. He held up the item so he could see, it was about four inches long, thin, and cylindrical that tapered to a smooth, rounded point. "This is the first thing we'll use after starting with my fingers. This is the smallest and we'll work our way up to the largest. After all, we need to work our way up from finger, to me," Griffin said in a husky voice. He pushed himself against Kendall and he could feel the bulge against his back.
Kendall shook his head again and his mind raced, trying to figure out a way out of this.
Griffin sat back and ran a finger down Kendall's spine and smiled when the boy shivered. His finger hooked in the waistband of Kendall's boxers and he slowly pulled them down past his hips.
Kendall shook his head frantically and Griffin grinned and then licked his lips, "Do you know how long I've waited for this opportunity? Ever since I saw the video from the pool...you were so adamant about getting that footage back. You never realized that your butt already belonged to me, along with everything and everyone else. I admit, Carlos has a sweet little bubble butt that I wouldn't mind playing with, but there's just something about you. Maybe it's because you challenge and defy me, that is a HUGE turn on. I almost didn't take my little perky pill because just the thought of you has me hard, but I want this to last as long as possible."
Kendall willed his arms to move and he managed to pull himself forward a little, but Griffin roughly grabbed him by the hips and pulled him back. "I like it when you play hard to get, but I don't want to break my new toy too quickly, so behave."
Griffin pulled the boxers down a little lower and grabbed another bottle from the table and snapped the top open. He poured a generous amount of lube on his fingers. Kendall tried to move away again and Griffin grabbed him by the neck with his left hand and held him down. "I'd relax if I were you, or this could be very uncomfortable."
"No," Kendall said as he tried to get out of the older man's grip. Panic was setting in and the adrenaline rush was helping him overcome the effects of the drugs, but Kendall was no match for the man.
"Shhh," Griffin whispered as he squeezed Kendall's shoulder.
"This isn't happening," Kendall thought and bit his lower lip as Griffin inserted a finger.
Griffin slowly started moving his finger in and out, smiling every time he felt the boy tense up. "I've heard some people even find this enjoyable," Griffin said as he moved his finger around. A couple of minutes later he inserted a second finger and Kendall groaned as the pressure and pain increased.
His breathing picked up as Griffin started using a scissoring motion and his eyes started to tear up. "S-Stop."
"Oh, you don't want me to do that," Griffin said as he squeezed more lube onto his fingers. He moved his hand down to Kendall's left hip and held tightly as he continued stretching him. A few minutes later he reached over and grabbed the smallest implement and coated it thoroughly with the lube.
"Now this is probably going to be a little more uncomfortable, but you're a strong boy," Griffin said as he slowly inserted the dilator. He applied steady pressure, gently turning it as he pushed.
Kendall screamed and bit down on his own arm. The pain and pressure increased every time Griffin pushed it a little further in and there was the beginning of a deep burning sensation, "STOP!"
Griffin leaned forward, "If I stop now you won't be ready and I can guarantee it will hurt a lot more. It always seems to be hardest the first time and you are a tight little thing."
Griffin worked the dilator all the way in, slowly pulled it out and then pushed it back in again. Kendall felt completely humiliated and was panting from the pain as Griffin continued to work the instrument in and out of him. After about fifteen minutes Griffin pulled it out and set it on the table. He grabbed the next size up and poured a generous amount of lube on it.
"You should be getting use to the sensation by now," Griffin said as he pushed the tip in.
"I hate you," Kendall hissed.
"Aw, do you want me to make you feel good?" Griffin mocked as he reached around and lightly ran his fingers over Kendall's member.
"No!" Kendall choked out. He would rather feel pain than any kind of pleasure from this freak.
"Are you sure?" Griffin said as he ran his fingers over him again. He wrapped his fingers around him and tugged as he pushed the dilator in further.
"Stop it!"
"Which?" Griffin asked smugly. "This..." he said as he slowly squeezed his fingers tighter, "...or this," he said as he pushed the dilator in even further.
"Stop touching me," Kendall said, trying to block out the pain.
"Too bad, I'm sure if you relaxed you'd enjoy this more," Griffin said, releasing him. He continued working the dilator and twenty minutes later grabbed the largest implement.
"This is more like it," Griffin said, rubbing lube on it. He rubbed his hands over Kendall's butt, kneading the tender flesh, "This is probably going to hurt a little more." He had just inserted the tip when a buzzer went off and he huffed in annoyance, "Who is that?" He set the dilator on the table and smacked Kendall's on the butt, "I'll be right back."
Kendall lay there and watched Griffin leave the room. He summoned every once of strength he had and pushed himself down the slope so he was sitting on the lounger. He yelped as a sharp pain went up his spine and took a deep breath, he knew he had to move quickly. He pulled his boxers back up and managed to grab his jeans from the floor and pull them on. It wasn't easy because his left arm wasn't working right.
He grabbed his phone from the table and forced himself to his feet. He found his jacket and pulled it on as he stumbled to the desk and picked up the phone. He tried dialing out, but a recorded voice came on asking for a clearance code. He hung up and made his way to the wall and found the hidden switch.
He looked carefully through the door and saw the other door on the far wall was closed. He turned on his phone, but still wasn't getting a signal. He put his ear to the door and could hear Griffin speaking to someone, but couldn't make out who the other person was. He didn't want to open the door in case it was Jessica, certain she would be more likely to help Griffin and not him. He looked around for a place to hide and decided on the spa. He would be able to peek out and see when Griffin went back into the other room.
He hit the switch that closed the panel to the other room and then climbed into the spa. His heart was racing and he looked at his phone again and decided to send a text to the police. He might not have a signal now, but it would send once he got someplace that had one. He fought back tears as he typed the cryptic message, not wanting to go into too much detail.
Griffin went into his office, annoyance clearly showing on his face. He saw Eileen standing there with a file, smiling apologetically. "I am SO sorry Mr. Griffin but with the meetings and everything I completely forgot that you needed to sign these acquisition papers so I can have them in by nine tomorrow."
Griffin took the file and pen she held out to him, "It's alright, thank you for being so diligent."
"I'm sorry for disturbing you, I hope I didn't wake you," she said, noting his missing tie and jacket.
"No, not at all. I was just relaxing and watching the news reports," he said.
"Thank you for being so understanding," she smiled as she took the file and pen from him.
"Not at all, you caught me on a good day," he said, smiling back.
"Well, have a good night," she said as she walked out, closing the door behind her.
He nodded and watched her go and went over and locked the deadbolt with his key, "No more interruptions." He walked back to the bathroom and through it, opening the other door.
Kendall heard Griffin coming in and pushed himself as far back against the wall as he could. He heard the door slide open and then close and quickly climbed out of the spa. He closed the bathroom door behind him and ran through the office. He tried to the door, only to find it locked. "No, no no," he whispered.
He went to Griffin's desk and opened the drawers, hoping to find a key. He couldn't find one so he grabbed two paper clips and tried to twist them into the shapes he needed, but he couldn't get his left hand to work. He heard Griffin in the bathroom. "You can't hide for too long before I find you," the older man called out.
Kendall went to the windows and looked out, hoping there was a ledge he could crawl out on, but it was a sheer drop. He heard the bathroom door start to open and grabbed something off the desk and dived under it, pulling the chair in front of him.
Griffin had gotten back to the room, closing the panel behind him. he looked at the lounger and saw the boy was gone. He smiled and rubbed his hands together, "I'll find you, there are very few places to hide."
He checked behind the curtains and around the desk before moving to the bed. He pulled up the bedskirt and looked underneath. "You are making this VERY exciting! I may have to give you a bonus."
He looked around some more and realized the boy wasn't in the room. He smiled as he opened the panel and waked into the bathroom. He saw the spa door wasn't closed all the way and looked inside, "You are a clever little thing."
He went to the bathroom door and opened it, looking into the office to make sure Kendall wasn't waiting to hit him with something. He noted the office door was still closed and gave himself a mental high five on locking the deadbolt. He walked in and looked around.
He went to the door to check it, just in case, and smiled when he found it still locked. He walked over and looked behind the bar, "You do know I'll find you?"
Kendall was still under the desk and pulled out his phone, hoping to find it had a signal. He choked back a sob when he saw no bars, he had an idea and pressed another button. He put the phone back into his jacket wishing that he would wake up and find this was all some sort of bad dream.
Suddenly the chair moved and Griffin grabbed his ankle and yanked him out from under the desk. Instinct took over and he kicked the older man in the chest, causing him to fall backwards. Kendall scrambled to his feet and ran for the bathroom, he got inside and slammed the door closed.
Griffin got up and brushed off his slacks. He pulled his keys out in case the boy had locked the door. He calmly walked over and knocked, "You are not making this easy on yourself." He tried the handle and smiled when he found it latched. He used his key and unlocked it, giving it a hard push as he opened it.
Kendall had opened the panel to the bedroom and then quickly went to stand behind the bathroom door. He pushed himself back against the wall as the door flew open and stayed where he was. He heard Griffin walk through and as soon as he was in the bedroom, Kendall ran over and hit the switch to close it. He had grabbed the heavy metal globe paperweight that had been on Griffin's desk, and slammed it into the wall switch. He hit it again and sparks came from the unit as it shorted out.
Kendall dropped the paperweight and tried to catch his breath, the adrenaline was wearing off and he felt like he was going to collapse. He could hear Griffin yelling on the other side of the panel, "Don't worry, I'll send the police to get you out."
He walked back into the office and over to the door, pulling out the two paper clips. He managed to get them into the proper shape and was working the lock when he was suddenly slammed up against the door and then thrown to the floor. He looked up into the face of one infuriated Arthur Griffin.
"You're a little too smart for your own good. Did you really think I wouldn't have a back-up plan in case of a power outage?" Griffin asked, dangling a strange looking key.
Kendall used his legs to propel himself backwards, away from the CEO, and Griffin just smiled. He reached down and grabbed the teen by the left arm and pulled. Kendall screamed as he felt the bone finally give way.
"Aw...did that hurt?" Griffin smirked. He released Kendall's arm and reached down and grabbed him by the jacket. He pulled him up and dragged him towards the bathroom, Kendall struggling the whole time. Once in the bathroom Griffin shut the door and locked it and then pulled Kendall through into the bedroom.
"I think we've had enough foreplay," he said as he half carried Kendall towards the bed. He pulled Kendall's jacket off and tossed it on the floor next to the bed. He shoved Kendall down onto the bed, "I am going to have so much fun breaking you." He unsnapped Kendall's jeans and started to yank them down, but Kendall flipped over and managed to pull away.
Griffin grabbed his legs and pulled him back towards him. He took ahold of the waistband and managed to pull the jeans off and had to grab hold of Kendall's leg as he kicked out at him. He flipped the boy back over onto his back and then straddled his waist. He grabbed Kendall by the hair and bent down and whispered in the teen's ear, "You've made this very exciting, but now I just want to fuck like there's no tomorrow."
Kendall spit at him and Griffin backhanded him across the face, "I think you're prepared enough."
Kendall's eyes were watering from the blow and he felt Griffin get off of him. He looked over and saw Griffin pull off his own shirt and was shocked by how muscular he was. Griffin saw him watching and smirked, "I told you I'm a body builder."
Kendall shook his head and pushed himself up towards the head of the bed, trying to come up with a plan to get away from the freak. Griffin was still smirking as he took off his slacks and carefully laid them over a chair. He was stroking himself through his boxers and Kendall felt sick at the sight. Griffin slid his boxers off, freeing himself from the constraining cloth.
He continued stroking himself as he climbed onto the bed and Kendall felt like he was in some weird horror movie. Griffin's body was massive and bulging with muscles everywhere, which was a sharp contrast to the wrinkled face and white hair.
The older man reached over and opened the drawer to the night table, pulling out a condom and a bottle of lube, He grinned at Kendall as he tore open the wrapper and put the condom on and then made a show of pouring a generous amount of lube into his hand. He grabbed Kendall's right hand and smeared some of the lube onto it, "Help me out with this." He took Kendall's hand in his and forced the boy's fingers around his cock. Griffin groaned as he squeezed Kendall's fingers tighter and forced his hand up and down.
"This is going to be so much fun," Griffin said as he released Kendall's hand and pulled his boxers off. Kendall punched Griffin with his right hand and Griffin grabbed his arm before he could do it again. He pushed his arm above his head and Griffin glared down at him, "You just never learn, do you?"
"Leave me alone!" Kendall yelled as he tried to wriggle free.
Griffin put his other hand around Kendall's throat as he released his arm, "I just need you a little quieter to start. Then you can scream all you want."
Kendall's hand flew to his throat as he tried to pry Griffin's fingers loose. Griffin pushed a knee between Kendall's legs and forced them apart. "Now we were stretching you, but I think you've been stretched enough not to tear, and that IS the important thing," he said as he released Kendall's throat and grabbed his thighs, pulling him closer. He reached up and grabbed a pillow, pushing it under Kendall's hips.
"NO!" Kendall choked out, trying to pull away.
"Shh..." Griffin cooed as he lined himself up with Kendall's entrance.
"STOP!" Kendall yelled as he felt the tip of Griffin's cock enter him.
"Oh mommy, you feel good!" Griffin groaned as he pushed himself in further.
"Stop!" Kendall screamed again, as he tried to push away.
Griffin reached down and held onto Kendall's shoulder with left hand as he tightened his grip on the boy's right thigh. He pushed himself in further and groaned happily. "You are so tight and delicious!"
Kendall could barely breathe, the pain was so intense. "Please stop!"
"Shh, daddy's going to take good care of his bad boy," Griffin said as he started playing with Kendall's nipples again. He continued pushing himself inside the boy and once he was completely buried inside him, he stopped moving and leaned down to suckle at the now pert buds of flesh.
Kendal closed his eyes, trying to block out everything. He could hear Griffin as he moaned while sucking at his chest and shivered. The pain was less intense now that Griffin had stopped moving, but he could feel every inch of the older man that was inside him. Griffin didn't pull out, but started moving his hips, pushing himself closer to the boy, if that were possible.
"NO!" Kendall screamed, hitting at him again.
Griffin grabbed Kendall's hand and sat back on his own legs, "I think I've waited long enough." He slowly pulled back a little and then pushed back in, still holding onto Kendall's legs. He gradually increased the pace and intensity of his thrusts, grunting in pleasure every time he pushed back inside the boy.
Kendall continued trying to push the older man away, but Griffin had a tight grip on him. Griffin shifted a little and then started slamming harder into the teen, "Oh mommy! You feel SO damn good!" Kendall's cried out every time he thrust back in.
After a few minutes Griffin shifted his position again and rested on his forearms. He buried his face in Kendall's neck, grunting and groaning at the feeling of the younger male. He looked down at him and stopped moving, "Open your eyes and watch."
Kendall didn't reply and didn't open his eyes.
"I SAID...WATCH ME!" Griffin screamed, yanking on the blond hair.
When Kendall continued to ignore his demands he pulled out all the way and then slammed back in as hard as he could. Kendall screamed but refused to open his eyes. He wasn't going to watch this freak rape him.
Griffin sat back on his legs again, furious that the teen was not doing as he was told. He was still in-between Kendall's legs so he grabbed them right above the knees and pushed up and then straight down. Kendall screamed as he felt muscles tear.
Griffin leaned back down towards him, "I told you to watch me fuck you. Now do what I say or next week one of your friends will be in here spending some 'quality' time with me."
Kendall choked back a sob as he opened his eyes. Griffin smirked, "I love my bad boy but when I tell you to do something, DO IT!" He slowly pushed back inside and started with gentle thrusts and worked his way back to slamming into the teen.
Griffin still had a handful of hair, so Kendall couldn't really turn his head. He stared up into the mirror and watched as Griffin continued to move in and out him. Griffin had his face buried in Kendall's neck again and was grunting and groaning in pleasure.
Kendall tried to block the sounds coming from the older man. He felt disgusting and willed himself to die. He knew he would never want to be touched again, could never be close to anyone again. He was pulled out of his reverie when Griffin sat back up and held on tightly to his hips. His movements were becoming erratic and his thrusts were becoming sloppy. "Oh mommy, I'm so close!"
Griffin threw his head back and had a look of complete ecstasy on his face. He watched himself in the mirror for a moment and that seemed to push him to the edge. He leaned back down over Kendall, using his hands to hold himself up this time. He reached down and started nipping at the teen's chest, thrusting harder, and then cried out in pleasure as he reached his climax.
He collapsed onto his forearms and continued to thrust, riding out his orgasm. He latched onto a nipple and started suckling hard at it. He just lay there on top of the boy, not pulling out and his mouth still attached to the abused bud of flesh.
Kendall was shaking, he couldn't believe what had just happened. He tried to convince himself it was just a nightmare, but reality came crashing back as he felt Griffin getting hard again while still inside him. "No..." he cried.
Griffin groaned happily, "You are one amazing fuck! I'm ready to go another round."
Kendall pushed him away, "Leave me alone!"
"That's not the way this works. I OWN you and you will do what I say... and I say we've got another few hours of fun ahead of us!"
"You won't get away with this," Kendall said. His voice was barely above a whisper, all the screaming had taken it's toll.
"Like I said before, I always get away with it. Do you know what the most amazing part is?" Griffin asked as he started to gently thrust again. "You won't remember a thing, so every time will be the first time for you."
Kendall shook his head, still trying to pull away. "You really think I'll forget this?"
"Absolutely, I paid a very handsome sum for that drug," Griffin smirked. "I do wish two things though. One, that i could put that pretty mouth of your to work, but I'm fairly certain that you'd bite me. Two, that I could get you to ride me so I could watch," Griffin said, pulling the teen up to him.
Two hours later Kendall lay there shivering. Griffin was lying next to him and holding him tightly. The older man had fallen sleep after assaulting Kendall three more times.
The teen was in so much pain he could hardly stand it. He knew his arm was broken and was pretty sure he had a torn groin muscle from when Griffin had pushed his legs down.
Griffin mumbled something and loosened his hold on him, so Kendall managed to wiggle out of his grasp. He reached down and grabbed his boxers and managed to pull them on. He went to stand and bit his lip when pain shot up his legs and spine.
"Where do you think you're going?" Griffin asked.
"H-Home," Kendall said shivering.
Griffin smirked, "Not until we get you cleaned up and give you the other dose."
"No," Kendall said as he tried to take a step.
"You don't know how to take orders very well, do you?" Griffin asked getting up. He grabbed Kendall around the waist and pulled the boxers back off, then he dragged him to the bathroom. He turned on the water in the large walk-in shower and checked Kendall for bleeding while he waited for it to warm up. He pushed Kendall up against the wall and poured a generous amount of shower gel onto his hands and started rubbing it on the teen. Next he grabbed a loofah and started scrubbing him, making sure to clean every inch.
Kendall stood there being supported by the older man, wishing he could grab the razor and end it all. Griffin grabbed the shower nozzle and started rinsing the boy off. He pulled the boy over to the built in seat and forced him to sit.
Kendall cried out in pain and Griffin smiled as he soaked his hair and picked up a bottle of shampoo, "I'm sure James would appreciate this more than you will. This is an exclusive line of mens toiletries made from only the finest ingredients," he said as he lathered up the boy's hair.
Kendall's eyes teared up at James' name. He would never want him now, he was ruined and not worth loving. Griffin continued droning on about the shampoo as he scrubbed the blond hair and then rinsed it.
Once Griffin was done cleaning Kendall up, he took a shower himself. He hummed happily as he washed his own hair and once he had rinsed off, he towel dried his own hair. He wrapped the towel around his waist as he took another towel and dried Kendall off.
"Stay there," Griffin ordered as he went in and grabbed Kendall's clothes. Kendall sat there not moving, not caring, and let Griffin dress him without saying a word.
Griffin looked at all the bruises that were starting to show on the boy's body, including a couple of very noticeable handprints. He checked Kendall's throat and saw the marks that were getting darker, standing out against the pale skin. "Damn it," he cursed.
He pulled Kendall up and into the office and pushed him onto the couch. "Don't move," Griffin ordered. He went to his desk and picked up the phone and dialed Jessica's number, "Get back to the office now, I need some damage control."
He hung up and pulled a vial out of his desk. He poured a pill into his hand and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge, making sure it wasn't marked on the label. He opened it and went over to Kendall and held the pill out, "Take this."
Kendall shook his head, "No."
Griffin reached down and grabbed Kendall by the hair, "I am in NO mood to fight you," he said as he forced the pill into Kendall's mouth. Kendall bit down and the CEO screamed and slapped him. He put the water bottle up to the teen's lips and forced some in.
Kendall choked a little, but Griffin wouldn't release him until he swallowed. "Now after that starts working we'll get you home," Griffin said.
Kendall didn't say anything. Maybe it as better this way, not having to remember everything that had happened. Then again, the way Griffin had spoke he intended to do this again and maybe with one of his friends. Kendall fought back tears, he couldn't do this again and he definitely couldn't let this happen to one of the guys.
He watched Griffin and the man seemed fidgety, which was odd. He'd been so self-assured when he'd been assaulting him earlier. "Damage control?" he whispered. The drug was starting to take affect and Kendall tried to focus on something so he wouldn't forget.
There was a knock at the door and Griffin jumped up and went to open it, cursing when he realized it was still locked. He pulled out his keys and unlocked it. He opened it and Jessica started to come inside but he ushered her out into the other office, closing the door behind him.
Kendall forced himself up and nearly fell to his knees and pain shot through him. "Oh my God," he whimpered. He managed to get to the desk and picked up the phone. He dialed the one number he could remember. The phone rang, "Pick up, pick up," Kendall pleaded.
"Hello?"
Kendall dropped the phone and grabbed it.
"Hello, is anyone there?"
"J-Jamie?" Kendall whispered.
"Why are you calling me? Didn't I make myself clear this morning and NOW you're calling from a different number so I won't know it's you?"
"No... Jamie please, I need help. S-Something bad happened...it's hurts so much," Kendall said, trying to keep his voice low.
"Call your girlfriend," James snapped.
"Please Jamie, she's not my girlfriend and it hurts so bad," Kendall pleaded.
"This is the last time I'm going to say this, STOP calling me that. You are really pushing it now so I guess that means you don't care about our friendship either."
"N-No, James please! You don't understand..." Kendall sobbed.
"Go away and stop doing this to me!" James said.
"James!" Kendall cried, but the line had gone dead.
Kendall could hear voices close to the door and made his way back to the couch. He cradled his broken arm to him and started rocking back and forth, his heart broken. One thought going through his mind, "He left me here."
Griffin explained about the marks on Kendall and Jessica shook her head, "How could you be so careless!?"
"I wasn't holding on that tight, now FIX this!" Griffin growled.
"Alright, let's see how bad it really is," she said opening the door to his office. She saw Kendall curled up on the couch and walked over to him. His eyes were becoming unfocused and he was holding his left arm tightly to him. She reached over and brushed his bangs back and he pulled away.
"What's wrong with his arm?" Jessica asked.
"I don't know, he fell. Check his neck and see how bad it looks," Griffin said.
Jessica reached over and pulled Kendall's collar down, "Jesus! Were you trying to kill him?"
"No! I just needed him to stop fighting me. He doesn't obey very well," Griffin snapped.
She checked Kendall's eyes and saw red spots in the sclera. "There is no way people aren't going to notice this."
"Maybe we can say it was an accident," Griffin suggested.
"What are we going to say? That he fell and you tried to help him up by his throat?"
"Well HE'S not going to remember, so just fix this," he ordered.
She thought for a minute, "Alright, do you have a blanket or a large towel?"
Griffin nodded and went into the bathroom and grabbed the towel he'd used to dry Kendall off. He handed it to her, "Will this work?"
She nodded and laid it over Kendall's chest and stood, "Hit him."
"What?"
"Hit him. We'll give him a black eye and a few more bruises. Then we'll drive him somewhere close to the Palmwoods and leave him there. He'll wake up and go home on his own," she said.
"How is that going to help!?" Griffin asked.
"They'll think he was attacked by someone else on his way home," she said simply.
"That might work," Griffin said.
"So hit him," Jessica said again.
"Why me?"
"After everything else you did tonight, this is what you're being squeamish about?" Jessica asked.
Griffin glared at her but went and stood over at the barely conscious teen. He raised his fist and punched Kendall in the face. The teen's head whipped to the side and Griffin backhanded him.
"That should be enough," Jessica said, inspecting Griffin's handiwork. Kendall now had a split lip and his eye was already swelling. She left the towel over him until the bleeding had stopped and carefully rolled it into a ball. I'll take this and throw it in the incinerator in my building," she said.
He nodded and watched as she carefully inspected the couch for any sign of blood. "Well?" Griffin asked impatiently.
"Let's get him to the car and get him out of here," she said.
Griffin nodded and pulled Kendall up. Together they got him into the elevator and Jessica looked carefully out to make sure the coast was clear. "Alright, take him to the rear entrance and I'll get the car and meet you there."
Griffin nodded and pulled Kendall up onto his shoulder, in the fireman's hold. He started towards the rear of the building while Jessica went out the front. He punched his code in and opened the back door. Jessica pulled up a minute later and jumped out. She opened the back door and Griffin put Kendall into the back seat.
Twenty minutes later she was driving around Palmwoods Park and then a couple of blocks away. She settled on a deserted alley and stopped the car, leaving the engine running. She got out and opened the back door as Griffin walked around to where she was.
"We'll just leave him here and he can find his own way home," she said.
Griffin nodded and pulled Kendall out as Jessica kept a look out. He leaned the boy against the dumpster and the two quickly got back into the car and drove away.