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Chapter 14

Dean woke up by the electric jolt. His head bumped the bars and legs kicked the end bars. He was glad his hands were not bound.

"Easy, Slave..." Master John's voice came, tensed Dean, and shivered. "Sit..."

Dean tried to push his self up, but he felt dizzy, and his stomach hurts so much. He felt like losing his energy.

John waited as his slave struggle to get set.

"Aargh!" Dean yelped as another shock came again, and pushed his body even harder to sit. He tried to keep his eyes open. He found Master John had knelled in front the cage, awhile Sir Joshua towered beside Master.

"Good morning, boy?" Master greeted him.

Dean shuddered anticipation, he remembered not to speak, before he was told.

John studied the boy, he looked a bit pale. "You hungry, Slave?"

Dean gulped and they could his belly growled.

John looked up, and nodded to Joshua. The taller overseer, put the bowl down on the floor.

"Your breakfast..." John told the boy.

Dean shuddered. Another mush for him as he looked down the bowl. It's a pale green color now. Don't want know what this shit.

"Corn spinach mush," John told the boy. "An healthy food..." He really intended to keep his slaves healthy.

Dean bit his lips. And again he shook his head.

John sighed, "Come on, Slave. I know you're hungry. And I don't keep my slave starving."

Dean swallowed hard.

"Here, what about I let you take a bath if you finished this?" John offered.

Dean bit his lips. Yes, he has not having bath since yesterday. They just hosed him. He smelled and felt filthy, and he needed to shit so bad too.

He gulped and swallowed hard, before slowly took the bowl.

"Good, boy..." John smiled.

No spoon, so Dean has to use his finger. Hesitated, he starts to dig and put them into his mouth. It tasted plain and a bit bitter too. Why its always bitter? He closed his eyes as he pushed them down to his throat.

"Not so bad, huh...?" John smiled gently encouraging him.

Dean didn't answer as he tried to keep pushing the mush down.

But again, he only could take a few mouths. His throat and belly rejected them, he wanted to throw up. He shooked his head panicked and drop the bowl, then kicked them, spilled the rest mush to the floor. He pressed his body far end the bars.

Joshua jumped with the slave act. Just like last night. "Damn it, boy!"

John stopped him, and starred sharply at the boy.

Dean shuddered in fear. Master would be furious now. He threw his food twice, Master wouldn't tolerate them. His heart beat so fast. He didn't know why he did it. But its like a reflect. He didn't think when he kicked the bowl. All he know was just pushed the bowl as far as he could, stay away from him.

"I don't like an ungrateful slave," John stated stern.

"Aaarrgh!" Dean shrieked by the jolt pain. Master sent the shock. He squirmed.

John stopped pressing after a while. The boy panted so hard. "Congratulation, Slave, now you shall to lick them or you will let Sam would finish them again ...?"

Dean paled. He looked at the spilled mush on the floor. It really looked disgusting. Would he letting Sam eat them? No he couldn't. He knew Sam was also a slave, but making him eat and clean his messes, felt not right. He wouldn't do that. No...

John smiled of waiting. It will be his test too, how Dean's felt about his fellow slave.

Dean swallowed hard. Through the pain over his neck and heart racing fast, Dean finally got his head down, and started to lick them.

John even smiled, and impressed with the boy.

Tears fall down to Dean's cheek. Putting a side the humiliated washed over him. He never experience this before, not in juvenile, nor in compound. But, well, he's no longer a human now. He's a ... , he sobbed.

"No crying, Slave..., you asked for this..." John said coldly. "Faster, Boy, I don't have a day."

Dean closed his eyes, as he forced his tongue to clean the floor faster.

When finally he made it, Dean pantly pulled up his head, showed his face covered with mush. He wanted to throw up now, but he held it so hard. Not in-front of Master.

John looked at the boy and shook his head. He rose up, "Clean him up, and put him on the main hall."

"Aye, Sir..."

With that John walked out, "Keep Pet still at his room, I'll deal him tonight," he said holding his anger. His slaves really got him today. F**cking great to start the day.

"Yes, Sir," Joshua nodded and saw his Master left out.

He sighed, and opened the cage, "C'mon, let get you filthy body clean," he clicked the leash on Dean's collar then dragged him out.

**SPN**

Sam saw Master left the dungeon, and went in hurry. His heart sunked. Master didn't come to him?

Right after that, Sir Bobby came to his room. Not the one he expected.

"Good morning, Sir?" Sam drop his knees.

"Good morning, Sam."

Sam looked up the Master Trustful Men. "Master has already left? Before breakfast?"

"Yes, Sam... he has an appointment early morning."

"Without seeing me first?" Sam sounded protest. "I saw him leaved the dungeon. He came for Dean, but not for me? Did Master too busy on the new slave? Did Master try to abandon me?" His breath rising up. He's hurt inside. He hated being ignore. He hated Master had another!

Bobby frowned with the boy act. "So the rumor is true, huh?" he smiled.

Sam stunned. "What rumor?"

"That you have this jealous thing on Dean ...? Challenging Master?"

Sam shut his mouth. "No!" the boy snapped.

"Boy, watch your tone," Bobby warned.

Sam bit his lips. He shrugged, "I just wondered, why Master didn't came for me, while Master come for the Mutt..." he said coldly.

"Mutt? You call him; Mutt?" Bobby frowned. He shock by himself the boy had that word.

Sam didn't answer.

Bobby shook his head. "You don't want Master hearing this, boy..."

"Why?" Sam challenged. "Why would Master bother it? He doesn't like me anymore, right? I'm not longer his favorite. So the hell what I call him! And the hell with Master!"

Bobby held his breath in shock. Okay, that was the first time heard from Sam. Bobby pulled up his self for not discipline him. Not his territory to punish the boy. And somehow he knew the boy's hurt. He's just a mere child. A big baby.

"Behave, Sam, you don't poke the bear," he warned the boy, before walked out the room. "Stay, and don't do anything fool," then he locked the door.

Sam scoffed, and pulled his body up. He threw to the bed, and breath in hatred.

**SPN**

Joshua led Dean to the small area on the corner of the room. It was tiled and had an a hole. There's a bar on the wall, and a shower above it.

He then set the boy secured on one hand to the bar. "Try to fight, I'll shock your collar that will electrocute your whole body."

Dean gulped.

Joshua nodded and turned on the water. Big water splashed out from the shower hit the boy.

Dean jumped with the cold jet water hit his bold head and the sore body. Some hot water would be nice ... but no.

"Here, rub with his, wash them clean..." Joshua gave him a soap bar.

It's an antiseptic soap. Dean took it and started to rub his body with his unsecured hand.

"You may release as well, Boy..." Joshua told him.

Dean nodded, and released all he got inside his body. The urine and the shit. The smell made him even want to throw up, while Sir Joshua was just stand there, like it was nothing.

"Clean them...," Joshua instructed.

Dean clean up his messes, and soap it. He smelled like in a hospital now.

"Ok, bend now to the bars boy, legs spread..."

Dean obeyed and bend his body with spreading his leg.

The tall overseer stepped in and took a hose.

"Boy, I'll put this hose on your ass, and filled your bowels with water. Don't worry, you will just felt full. Its to clean you bowels. Okay?

Dean paled. No... not on his ass... please... Not like Dalton did...

And he gasped as he felt something was pushed to his ass. "Arrghh! Pleasee, no ... " he shuddered and cried. It brought everything back, when he was at...

"Boy, I'm not hurting you... I'm cleaning you up... "

"No please..." Dean wept.

"It has to do, Dean. Just on the the bar, it won't long ... "

Dean sobbed but was too tired to fight, he grasped the bar even tighter as he felt something went inside so deep, so he could feel it will come out from his mouth. "Argh!"

Joshua reached the position, he looked at the boy, Dean looked so stress.

"Alright, I'll fill it. The water is quite warm, it won't hurt you. As the water come it, you will feel the urge to shit it out, but hold it, till I say to let them go. Can you do that?"

Dean nodded helpless. Just let get this over!

Joshua nodded, and turn on the water.

Then he felt a warm sensation began to fill my bowels. At first it was so relaxing. But as its keep coming, "Eurgh", Dean yelped in pain as a sudden cramp shot through his intestines. It felt like his insides were tearing apart. And he could see that my stomach had begun to rise. Dean squirmed.

"Stop squirming, boy," Joshua warned him. "The waters are going to clean you out real good. You will get to like it after a while. After all you are going to get one with Master."

That paled Dean. Master loved doing this to his slaves?

Joshua continued to let the water flow inside the boy. Finally, he turned off the water and pulled the tip of the hose out of him.

Dean's legs already shaking, but still remained in the position to allow the warm water to do its work on his entrails. He moved back,

"Okay, boy, expel now," Joshua instructed.

Then with one expel, one big watering shit gushed out from his bowel.

It took several minutes before Dean cleaned out his bowel.

Joshua took the hose again, and cleaned the boy's back rear.

Dean panted heavily, and sobbed. Its too much for starting the day. What would he get next?

He's shaking, and he wanted to throw up. As he couldn't hold it any longer, he retched and brought up he just had.

"Okay...," Joshua sighed watching the boy throw up. "Okey, let them out, boy..." He couldn't push the boy. He sensed the boy's feeling not well.

Dean retched and kept vomit. But there's not much he had inside his empty stomach. And it hurts his throat and stomach. He felt so weak now.

"Okay, its okay..." Joshua rubbed Dean's wet back.

As Dean's finished, Joshua clean him once again, before he dried the boy and support him to stepped out from the shower.

Dean was led back to his cage. He shivered, and felt so cold. He's freezing.

"Okay, lets get you warm, boy." Joshua called two staffs to take the cage out.

They put the cage on the backyard, under the sun. Its gonna warm the slave's body.

"Here, drink this, boy..." Joshua pulled out the bottle.

Dean took it without a doubt. And as he expected, its the same milk like he had yesterday. Guessed, it his morning milk. Dean shipped it eagerly, he was so thirsty, and the milk was quite warm. He could take them.

"Good, boy," Joshua pulled out the boy, even, Dean still want it. "Lay down, get your body warm. I'll be back soon."

Dean nodded and sighed, before he pushed his body into fetus. Its to warming his cold and shaking body. And he's soo tired, sore over his his body. He hoped the sun heat can made him better.

Joshua went to check the other slave who's stay put on his room. He watched from the big glass, the boy was laid on his bed-probably sleeping. But then he turned his back on him and found he was being watched. Sam sent a sharp eyes with pouted mouth at the overseer. Joshua could see the boy's mad, he's on tantrum. Bobby shared his morning conversation with the boy and he could punish Sam for misbehave, but he should leave it to Master. John'll handle the spoilt slave alone.

Dean lost track how long he'd stayed put in his cage right under the sun. His skin already hot burnt, and he felt so cramp. Then finally Sir Master came with two staff to take his cage back inside.

Thought he was put back to dungeon, Sir Joshua took him to the main hall, and put at the same place like yesterday. The cold air of the house, cooled his hot skin. He loved it.

"Now, stay put. You'll be here until Master come. Okay."

Dean gulped and nodded.

"Good, just try to relax. I know you're not feeling well."

The boy nodded again and try to rest his body. Yes, he felt not well, so tired, and its only been day two... 28 days more to count. He really want to get over this. This cramp body of being held on the tight cage, really torturing him. He sighed desperately.

Dean woke when Sir Joshua came for his past noon lunch. But again, Dean didn't feel to eat them. Its white pale mush. He didn't care what it is.

"It's just a rice-mush, boy," Joshua told him.

Dean just looked at it emotionless. What ever it is, he wouldn't touch it. He didn't even pulled up his body to sit.

Joshua sighed, "I'll put this here, dig whenever you fancy them." John said, don't push it. Let Dean eat willingly, if he doesn't want it, so be it. Let's see how long Dean will take his stubbornness

He nodded and rose up, leave the slave back alone.

Dean sighed lifeless. He felt so weak, hurt stomach, and head ache. But he wouldn't touch this mush. NO. Maybe they will let him go, if he stopped eating.

**SPN**

Sam gasped as watching Master ran a gentle hand down the new slave's face… and tentatively Master kissed his lips. They were on the backyard, laid on the grass. Sam could see them clearly from his window.

Sam held his breath when Master began to kiss Mutt's neck… Dean's breath was coming in quick frightened pants… Master began to gently stroke his trembling sides whilst continuing to kiss his neck and throat… Dean felt so open and exposed….

The next move made Sam's eyes hurts. Master dropped little butterfly kisses over Mutt's collarbone… sweeping His tongue over the soft flesh… lapping at the hollow of Mutt throat… Dean sensed enjoy it... Sam heard Mutt's moan in pleasure.

"No..., no..., no..." Sam wanted to scream. 'It cant be happened!'

Master hands held Dean's waist as his lips traveled downwards… encountering a nipple…

"Stop!"

Master turned at him, jumped Sam, and smirked at him, then back to the new slave. Sam paled as Master continue and delicately lapped at it… teasing… blowing on the damp circle of flesh… feeling Dean's rilex body in response… Mutt really enjoy them.

Tears runs dry on Sam's cheek.

Master turned to the other nipple… lightly grazing it with his teeth… to his gratification it hardened immediately and he heard a another moan from Dean...

Sam couldn't take it anymore, "No, Master, please no..., not him...! Stop, Stop... STOOOOPPP!"

He woke up an instant, pantly hard. He adjust where he was. Still at his room, still fully dresses, and still locked up. He had a bad dreams. Dream Master cuddled and kissed the Mutt. Sam breath heavily, he looked so real. The Master's love, the passion, and Mutt's love it. He couldn't stand that sound, Mutt's moan... NO! Cannot happened. He need to see the Mutt.

Sam looked around. No one guard him. He looked up to the camera room that was set on top his high closet. He took a duck tape climbed up. He then cover the camera lens with it.

Sam sighed, 'Okay, that will buy his time,' and climbed down.

He then tried to open the door, and surprisingly it didn't lock. Sam grunted, as he walked out. He knew he's not supposed to speak to the new slave or even allowed to get near him, but Sam need to see him, and asked him to leave. No, no place for the new slave. He's not giving up Master for Mutt.

Sam didn't see Dean on the backyard, so he tried to went down the dungeon.

No Dean wasn't there too. So where's the Mutt. Please don't tell Master took with him?

As he was about to go back to his room, he saw a cage on the main hall. The place he used to put inside his cage.

Sam approached the cage and made sure, no Sir Bobby nor Sir Joshua.

As he came near, he could see Mutt curled up in fetus inside the cage. He looked sleeping. Sam noticed the bowl on floor, hasn't been touch yet.

Sam shook his head, and get closer him.

He studied Dean. Sam almost didn't recognize him. His fully naked, bold and looked pale. But he had to admitted, Dean looked so beautiful and cute. And he's kind a bit jealous, the body hasn't decorated yet. No, rings, no chain, and still had a balls. He's still pure. Dean hadn't experience the pain he had during the process of decoration. So painful. He just want Dean feel the pain he had.

Sam gasped to reality and back to his main intention. 'No, Dean is disease. Master shouldn't have him. Dean shouldn't be here.'

He looked and found an iron stick.

Sam poked the sleeping boy.

Dean jumped, and looked around to find Sam knelled beside him in fully clothes. His heart rose to meet his fellow slave, but also tried to cover his nakedness. Somehow he felt ashamed.

"S...Sam...," Dean's voice cracked in happiness.

Sam gulped. Dean's looked so innocence. Surely he's not a slave. He can't be here. Dean shouldn't be here.

"How's you doing, Dean...?" Sam tried to keep normal.

"S..sore... and cramp," Dean pushed his weak body to sit.

"Good. Feel that, its only just beginning, you would stay on the cage forever, cramp and hurt!" Sam replayed coldly

Dean stunned. He didn't expected this answer. It supposed to sooth him.

"Not to mention when Master decided to decor you. Brand your smooth skin with the hot iron, pin with needles, get ringed, get chained, or when Master had a session with you, whipped, canned you, and of course fucked you EVERYDAY!"

Dean numbed and paled. What Sam was doing this? Why Sam was scaring him, after yesterday he said and convinced him, no matter what Master did, he will be fine?

"Master will hurt you forever, constantly pain," Sam confirmed it. "You could never take it. It's only mee...," he sneered cockily . "I'm the only pet who can take all the pain ..., ME!"

Dean shuddered, "Wh..y wo...uld y...ou d..o th..is...?" his voice barely heard.

"So you can see what you are faced, what you are going through..." Sam stated.

Dean swallowed hard.

Sam looked at the still full bowl. "You don't like the food, don't you?"

Dean didn't need to answer it.

"You stupid slave!" Sam shouted. "Master had feed you! You should be grateful! You cannot waste it and made me finished it, you DIRTY MUTT!" he screamed with poking Dean's naked body with the iron stick,

Dean paled with the call, and he tried to cover his naked body from the poke. "S..top..."

"Master doesn't deserve you, he's mine, Forever mine! I wish you were dead, I wish Master thrown you back to the compound and die in there!" Sam kept poking.

"S..stoo..." Dean struggled to escape the poke. He's already white as well. Tears run dry on his cheek. 'Why Sam's doing this? Was they were friend? Dean couldn't understand, why Sam changed?'

"ENOUGH!"

Both slaved numbed with the harsh deep voice interrupted them.

"AARRRGGGHH!" Sam yelped and squirmed on the floor as the jolt went long through his neck.

Dean's heart racing as Master John had knelled before Sam.

"You the one who can take all the pain?" Master asked sneering close to Sam's face.

Sam shivered through the pain on his neck.

"You are right, Pet, yes you are. I really don't know what is got in to you, but yes, I'm yours," he hissed closely to Pet's ear." Master clicked the leash on Sam's collar and harshly yanked him up. "COME ON, SLAVE!"

Dean watched in horror, Master cruelly dragged Sam away out through the corridor. Sir Joshua was followed behind. Dean gasped, didn't want to imagine what Master will do to Sam.

TBC

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