Warning: Rape and abuse so do NOT read if uncomfortable with this

Chapter 24

"The only way to make me stop is to say it." Kurt's screams and leads where muffled behind the gag in his mouth. Tutting, his Uncle brought the whip down onto his back.

Kurt was slumped on the edge of a table. The only thing keeping him up was the bonds attaching his arms to the other side of the table. He had no idea how long he'd been like or how many times he'd been whipped (he'd lost count after 30). Blood was trickling down his back as his Ben whipped him again. Why couldn't just lose consciousness? Kurt wondered. The pain was excruciating. He wanted to be greated by the blackness. The blackness that would make the pain and reality sink away.

All of a sudden Ben removed the gag. Kurt was spread across the table, with nothing on. His clothes having been torn off and dumped in a corner. "Beg." It was just the one word being whispered in Kurt's ear but it was the only way out he'd seen since he was placed in the position.

"Please...please stop." Kurt's voice was horse from screaming. His eyes prickled with tears.
"Not good enough." This was soon followed by the whip being brought down on his arse, curling up to meet his dick. Ku8rt's scream of pain was high pitched and tortured. Black spots appeared in his vision but still he didn't fall.
"I'm sorry. Just please...please...please..." Kurt carried on muttering the word over and over again. He couldn't even bring himself to care that he probably looked weak and pathetic. All he wanted was for the pain to stop. His Uncle brought the whip down hard on his back and arse another 5 times before leaving the room.

Kurt let out a small sob when he heard the door close and lock behind his Uncle. Hanging half on – half off the table, Kurt felt humiliated and sore. His back and arse had been rubbed wore from the, what seemed, endless whipping. Blood was dripping down his legs and onto the floor. The only thing keeping him awake now, being the after burn and absolute pain of it all. His Uncle had wanted to break him and he was sure that he might just succeed.

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Kurt had no idea how long he lay like that before Ben returned. He had been floating in between consciousness and unconsciousness but his Uncles voice brought him back down to his situation.
"Wake up!" This was followed with a harsh slap to Kurt's arse. He tried to muffle the scream but failed. It was still raw from the whipping, but at least it'd stopped bleeding. "You know, I'd quite like to fuck you right now. You're so vulnerable it quite rousing." Kurt shivered at what he was hearing. He didn't want this. He didn't want any of this. He just wanted Blaine.
"Please." Kurt whimpered.
"Please what? Do you want me to fuck you slut? Are you that desperate?"
"Please...don't."
"Why shouldn't I?" Kurt was unable to answer this. Ben let out a cold laugh as he watched Kurt flounder for an answer. "Well. If you can't tell me why, I'll just do it." And without a moment more warning he was inside of Kurt.

Letting out a high pitched scream, Kurt felt Ben's shirt hit his raw skin, making it hurt more than before. Ben hadn't even bothered to undress. This made Kurt all the more humiliated as he tried to find the safe place in his head that he usually went to. Except then he'd been able to leave after. Now he was stuck here. There was no way out. So as his uncle fucked him he thought of the only thing he could. Blaine. He thought of Blaine taking him for a picnic in the park. He thought of their first kiss. And as he thought of Blaine, his Blaine, he knew he could get through this. His Uncle would not break him. But he knew he wouldn't live. All he could do was not do what his Uncle wanted, even if it did stop the hurting faster. He would fight his Uncle.

Ben moaned out as he came into Kurt's body, before pulling out quickly and inserting something in his hole. "See you later, slut." Ben whispered in Kurt's ear before leaving the shivering boy alone once again in the dark.

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"We have a track." The new directions and Warblers had spent the last 4 hours in the police station, being interviewed and waiting for news.
"Where?" Blaine shouted at once. He was getting worried. Kurt had been missing for too long and who knew what could have happened to him in that time.
"I'm sorry but we can't..."
"Bullshit." This had been Finn.
"Where the hell is he?" Puck butted in next.
"Calm down," Mr Schue pressed of the members of the two glee clubs. "We don't need to know. All we need to know is that the police may have found him and that Kurt will be back safe and sound soon."
There were mumbles of agreement around the lobby as the policeman let out a small sigh of relief. "We'll be sending out a team in the next hour or so. Also, you're all fee to leave and go home." With this the man scurried out of the room.

"Right, well if that's it. I'm outta here." Santana told the group before leading the way out. By the time she and most of the other members of the New Directions had left the only people left in the room where: the Warblers, Mercedes and Sam. Blaine was appalled that of all of Kurt's supposed friends, only two stayed behind.
"I don't think I could go home knowing Kurt's out there probably hurt." Mercedes whispered from her place next to Blaine.
"He'll be fine though, right Blaine." Jeff looked at Blaine with pleading eyes.
"yeah. He's tough. He'll get through this." But deep down. Blaine doubted that fact. He wasn't sure Kurt would get through this. But he had to stay strong for him. For Kurt. Because if he lost hope what was he expecting Kurt to do.

I know this was both short and late but was having a bit of difficulty writing this chapter. Honestly, I don't particularly like it that much but this chapter is a filler.
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