It's been a while since I updated and it'll be another awhile before I update again. So I made this chapter especially long. I might have the next chapter out before Christmas. Don't forget to review it.

Hisoka wished he had woken up in another hospital bed, not this dark and damp room. He was tied to the wheelchair by what he assumed was Machi's threads. The last thing he remembered was being pushed by Gon towards the plane. He didn't know how he got into this situation and he wasn't even sure that Gon, Killua, and Alluka were even alive. For the first time in his life, Hisoka felt concerned over the well being of someone other than himself. He knew the trio were powerful but still much too green to handle the Phantom Troupe in a head-on fight.

The room was dimly lit and he couldn't see much of his surroundings. It was cold and smelled old and moldy. Under his hand, he saw Chrollo's book, The Bandit's Secrets. A familiar menacing aura manifested beside him. He attempted to turn his head and face his captor but a hand harshly gripped his hair, firmly holding him in place. Hot breath blew against his skin. It was followed by a soft but menacing voice.

"Morning sleeping beauty. I hope you like your accommodations, only the best for our runaway traitor." His captor spoke slow and confident. The amusement and self-satisfaction were spread thickly on each word.

Chrollo was behind Hisoka. He was crouching over him. He slightly bent Hisoka's head to the side so he could rest his jaw between his victim's shoulder and collar bone. Chrollo usually never came this close to him.

"Where am I?"

"Not important" Chrollo hummed.

Hisoka was about to ask another question but he spoke again.

"What is important are the lives of your little friends. Gon and Killua right?" Chrollo was pleased with how Hisoka's eyes widen in panic and how the redhead bit his bottom lip nervously.

"From what Snarlark said, you've grown very close to them. I'm honestly surprised, then again Machi always said you were a pedophile."

"Don't you dare hurt them Chrollo" Hisoka growled. He rocked back in his chair trying to free himself. His efforts were met with a harsh pull of his hair. Chrollo ripped a few strands out.

"That all up to you Hisoka. If you want those boys to live than for once in your life do what you are told."

All the fight in the magician drained. Chrollo was disappointed with how fast Hisoka settled down.

"What do you want?" Hisoka sounded so defeated. Chrollo didn't reply, instead, he tapped the sides of his book under Hisoka's hand.

Understanding Hisoka formed a small rope of bungees gun and used his fingers to flick it at the brick wall. He slowly pulled on it, dragging the wheelchair a foot across the room. He hoped Chrollo would stand up and back away but instead the man followed him. His head never leaving its resting spot on Hisoka's shoulder.

"Good boy," Chrollo petted his head. "Now tell me again why you called it Bungee Gum?"

Hisoka didn't respond, even when Chrollo pulled his head up by his hair. Smiling sadistically the thief whispered into his ear "I guess I'll go tell Feitan he can have fun with those boys." He started to slowly walk away. He didn't make it to the fourth step before he heard Hisoka's desperate voice.

"W-when I was a child I could never afford candy but one day I found a pack of gum called Bungee Gum. I chewed on it for days after the flavor disappeared. It was the best thing Iv ever ate." he hung his head down low. His humiliation only grew when Chrollo petted his head like he was some dog.

"It's not so hard to follow order now is it." Chrollo teased.

Hisoka couldn't feel his nen being stolen but his bungee gum disappearing was enough to prove that it was gone. Chrollo took back his book and finally backed away from him.

"Thank you Hisoka, for your generous donation to my arsenal of nen abilities."

Hisoka swallowed hard as Feitan entered the cell.

"Don't kill him and nothing Machi can't fix" Chrollo told the small interrogator. "Stop as soon as he tells you what we need. That's an order".

Nobbing the shortest member of the Phantom troupe waiting for his leader to leave the room before approaching. He carried with him a large gym bag. It was almost bigger than himself.

"Iv been looking forward to this" Feitan smiled behind his jacket collar.

...

Chrollo waited anxiously in the meeting room. Currently, the team had taken up residents in an old military base. The structure was built like a castle and located a few miles away from the cost in a small desert. It was one of their many bases where they hid their stolen treasures before selling them to the highest bitter.

Machi had been watching him fidget nervously and was getting annoyed.

"If you wanted to torture him why did you give the job to Feitan?"

Chrollo just looked at her. "Ever seen Feitan pout?"

"...No"

"It's one of the saddest things I have ever seen. He called dips on being the first to torment Hisoka months ago. I couldn't say no."

"He is very effective at interrogating. Though Hisoka can be difficult I'm sure Feitan will break him. Though it will probably take hours, maybe days.

Ten minutes later a very pouty and depressed Feitan walked into the room. With how miserable he looked they assumed he failed to extract any information.

"He told me everything" he grumbled

"Then why do you look so down?"

"As soon as I took out a pair of plyers he started talking. I didn't even get to torture him."

...

Feitan filled them in on the whole story Hisoka had told him. The clown was under the influence of a nen specialist who had managed to convert his bravery into fear. The boys who accompanied him were trying to rebuild his courage. Hisoka had been living with them for a few weeks.

"Before the chain user, I would have had my doubts that nen abilities like that existed," Machi said. "Are you sure Hisoka isn't playing with us? This could be an elaborate plan of his."

Feitan shook his head. "I know fear. Hisoka's fear was real." he looked towards his leader who was deep in thought.

"He fears the nen user Rachita is still looking for him."

"I hope she comes. Her ability sounds interesting and very useful." Chrollo stood up. "She took all Hisoka's courage but left the rest of him the same... I can have fun with this" he whispered the last part to himself.

Feitan turned to leave "Phinks and Nobunaga are going to love this" he chuckled.

"I have a few more questions for Hisoka" Chrollo stated before starting to walk in the direction of the cells. Everyone notices the little kick he had in his step and the small smile he wore.

"Are you going to dispose of him after?" Machi asked.

"I let you know when I come back" he smirked.

...

Chrollo walked into his prisoner's cell. Hisoka was still tied to the wheelchair. The redhead had his head down. When he realized he wasn't alone be looked up.

"Come to kill me, or do you plan on releasing me to live the rest of my life nenless like all your other victims? Hope it's the first, can't stand the thought of you using my nen."

"That's surprising sassy for someone who lost their courage."

"She had the decency to leave me my sarcasm and wit." He bit his lip slightly as Chrollo came closer. It was all talk. Hisoka was shaking in his seat.

Now knowing the full situation the spider leader had complete control and they both knew it. Surprisingly Chrollo cut his bindings.

"Stand" he ordered.

Hisoka rubbed his wrist. "No I'm quite comfortable here" truth was Hisoka doubted his legs could support him. They wouldn't stop shaking

Chrollo grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out of the chair. Hisoka was right, his legs couldn't support him. The hand on his shirt was the only thing stopping him from falling.

"You're not like me. You wouldn't survive without your nen. Even with it you barely survived. Feitan told me how those boys rescued you. What do you think will happen now that you're powerless?"

"You think I don't know that!" Hisoka tried in vain to push him away.

"Let's make a deal then." Chrollo slammed him against the wall.

With a whimper, the magician slides down till he was on the ground. Without his nen to shield himself his body took the full force of the impact.

Chrollo was in front of him. He sat down on Hisoka's lap. His hands once again found their way to the other's pink hair.

"I'll let you stay here. I'll provide you with everything you need to survive comfortably and make sure no one kills you. You can even roam around the building if you want but in exchange..." Chrollo licked his lips. "You follow all my orders"

Hisoka was surprised when he felt lips on his neck. Chrollo was leaving soft pecks over his skin.

"I'm not one of your spiders." He growled.

"I know. You don't deserve to be one either."

D-Do I have a choice?" he gasped when Chrollo bit him hard.

"Not really," Chrollo said nonchalantly. His hands slid under Hisoka's shirt. "It's either that or you stay locked up in here. I won't let you die and take your powerful nen ability with you. You will live, barely. I'll still do whatever I want with you. At least with the first option, I'll consider your comfort."

Hisoka hissed when Chrollo scrapped his nail over his nipple. "Don't get confused thou, both alternatives come with plenty of pain. I like to play rough." he grinds his hips against the others. "And judging from how hard you are I guess you like it that way too.

"You're letting me pick my cage."

"Exactly" Chrollo stood up. He undid his belt and pulled out his shaft. It was already hard. He knelt in front of Hisoka's face. "Your lips are ending up around my cock. It's your choice whether you keep your teeth or not."

Still sitting on the ground, he looked at the cock in front of him than at its owner. Chrollo was staring at him expectantly. That smug smirk never left his face.

"What about the kids?"

"Never had them. We left them alive and unharmed at the airport."

"You're a real jerk, you know that."

"I'v been called worst. Make your choice before I decided for you." Chrollo couldn't hide the eagerness in his voices. Having Hisoka look up at him from the ground was intoxicating. The whole situation had him on a power high. He needed Hisoka's mouth around him now.

"Do your spiders know how depraved you are? What will they say if they knew their leader was getting so excited for the man that betrayed them?"

"We can ask them later if you want."

"But-"

"CHOOSE HISOKA" Chrollo rubbed the tip against the other's cheek. He was so aroused it was starting to get painful.

Hesitantly the redhead stuck his tongue out to lick the tip. If he looked up he would have seen the gleam in those black eyes. After a few shy laps, he felt confident enough to take the tip into his mouth. It wasn't the first time Hisoka had done something like this but it was the first time he had been forced to.

Chrollo let out a please sigh. It felt so good feeling those soft lips surround his member. Hisoka had pretty plump lips. In general, he was a very attractive man. He remembered Susaki mentioning how Hisoka was so handsome, once to Machi. The group's doctor had only rolled her eyes. At the time Chrollo hadn't agreed. Hisoka was always hovering around him creepily. All his good traits were always drowned out by his personality.

Now Chrollo could see what Shizuku was talking about. Without his makeup, Hisoka was very attractive. The man was tall and slender but at the same time muscular and thick. Chrollo wanted to see those hips shake and twirl for him. The magician would probably make an excellent dancer.

Hisoka had been blessed with feminine and masculine features that complimented each other well. Long eyelashes and even longer legs gave him such a delicate appearance. He had well-toned arms, earned from years of hard training. A tiny waist that only emphasizes his fat hips and juicy thighs. Soon those same legs would be wrapped around his waist. He had piercing cat eyes that shined like gold. Chrollo thought they were even nicer than the Kruta's. He considered putting them in a jar so he could look at them whenever he wanted.

Any doubts about keeping Hisoka melted when the other started to swirl his tongue. At first, it was cute seeing him nervously lick his cock. Now things were finally getting heated. Chrollo gave a small roll of his hips. Surprisingly Hisoka didn't gag from the sudden push.

"Just like that, keep moving your tongue" Chrollo fingers curled around red locks. "You should look like this more often. Your hair looks so much better down and that clown make up did you no favors. Kinda miss the star and teardrop." Chrollo rubbed his thumb over where the marks usually were.

Hisoka pulled back to breathe. Precum dripped out his gasping mouth. His eyes were wide with fear and anger. Even without his courage, he managed to glare up at the other.

"Who said you could take a break" Chrollo pulled his head back. Hisoka didn't have the strength to escape his gasp or to stop him from shoving his cock down his throat. The Spider's leader started thrusting his hips. He showed no sympathy when the redhead gagged.

"Open your mouth more and you won't choke," he said coldly.

Hisoka eventually obeyed. His body went limp and he relaxed his throat and let Chrollo do what he wanted.

"Good just like that" the thief was fucking his mouth with no regard to how the other felt. All he cared about was his gratification.

"Your mouth is useful for something after all." he gave a partially hard thrust just to see Hisoka's eyes widen in pain.

"Remember Hisoka a gentleman always swallows." he thrust harder. His hips snapping forward relentlessly.

Salvia and pre-cum were dripping out the side of the redhead's mouth. Mirascouly Hisoka hadn't cried yet.

Chrollo lasted two minutes more before coming. He was even more satisfied when he felt Hisoka swallow around him. He gently petted Hisoka's head in encouragement.

"Your mine Hisoka" he growled possessively. "Your one of my treasures now" Chrollo let Hisoka fall to the ground. The man was still wheezing and coughing. The sight of the broken man caused heat to grow in his core. He could feel his shaft start to take an interest again.

While Hisoka was still dazed he pulled down his pants, leaving him in his shirt and vest. The article of clothing was tossed to the side. He admired the ginger's fair and porcelain skin. It was soft to the touch and very smooth.

"Guess you are a true redhead." He ran his hand across the soft velvet curls. Hisoka shuddered. "I owe Machi 1000 jeni"

It wasn't surprising that Hisoka trimmed and shaped his pubic hair. The other was always very hygienic and clean. "In the future, I would like you to completely shave down here. I like my partners smooth and hairless."

"You're not even trimmed" Hisoka snapped.

Chrollo ignored him in favor of wrapping his hand around the base of Hisoka's cock. The appendage was long and thick just like the rest of the transmuter. It was already half-hard and the skin was light pink.

"Not a bad tool you have here," he said That's lazily stroked it. He ran his finger over the sides and rubbed the tip with his thumb. The length twitched with every touch. It quickly grew in his hand.

Even when Hisoka was rock hard he continued to resist by pushing against Chrollo's chest.

"Don't touch me anymore."

Chrollo laughed before slapping Hisoka's hand away and continuing his ministrations. "That's not your decision." he squeezed hard making Hisoka moan. "Can you even blame me? It's such a nice cock. Of course, I want to play with it."

Hisoka turned onto his side, temporarily escaping the other grasp. Soon he felt a hand slide up and down his hips and thighs. Chrollo was right next to him. He could feel his breath on his skin. It practically burned.

Hisoka curled into himself and bit one of his knuckles to silence himself. Chrollo had found one of his nipples and was twirling it between his fingers. The numb had hardened.

"Please, no more" he begged as he was turned over on his back.

A cruel laugh answered his pleas. Like a predator, Chrollo was crouched over him. His eyes were so hungry as they roamed over him. Hisoka had never seen orbs so black. It felt like they were going to swallow him up.

"Poor pet, this is just the beginning."

Chrollo's erection brushed against his thigh. Heat radiated off the pulsating organ. It moved lower till he felt it at his entrance. It gave several experimental nudges against the ring of muscles. Each poke made Hisokas heart jump.

"I know you like pain so the lack of prep won't bother you so much." Chrollo started to push. He was about to ease his way in when Hisoka started to thrash around.

"I said no" Hisoka tried to kick him but Chrollo caught his leg. He threw it over his shoulder and pinned the redhead between him and the floor. A nenless Hisoka was easy to overpower.

"You were doing so well. What a shame" The hand that wasn't holding down his leg cupped his cheek. "Guess you want to stay locked up here. Ill have Feitan install some chains after were done." Chrollo sadistically smiled while looking into those beautiful fear-filled orbs.

"NO!" Hisoka finally let out the tears he had been holding in. "I'll be good"

Chrollo didn't think Hisoka could get any cuter. The ginger male wrapped his arms around himself and was looking up with such desperation. Those tears were everything Chrollo imagined and more. He wanted to see how far he could make the other go. If he pushed hard enough, would Hisoka crumble in front of him?

"Prove it."

Very slowly Hisoka's hands slide under his own thighs. Red in the face with embarrassment he held open his legs for Chrollo.

"Hold that pose I want to take a picture."

Hisoka obeyed. He felt so exposed and venerable but he feared Chrollo's threats more. Terror won over pride and he was so ashamed of it.

"Good, just like that" Chrollo used his phone to take several pictures. "Look into the camera" he ordered. Hisoka's flushed face made a nice screen saver.

"Please" Hisoka sobbed.

This caught Chrollo by surprise. "Say it again" he put down the phone and made himself comfortable between Hisokas legs.

"Please st-argh" he choked on his scream as his body split apart.

Chrollo slowly sunk into him. Muscles opened up to accommodate him. The splinter stretched to its limits around his cock. Hisoka's body fought him every inch of the way but soon his member was completely encased in the redhead's warmth. It felt heavenly

Hisoka spasmed as he was forced to stretch around his length. Chrollo had just pushed in with no preparation. He could feel the other reach deep inside him. To have someone forcefully touch his most intimate area was just as painful emotionally as physically. He had never gone through anything like this. The overwhelming feeling of helpless mixed with dread acted as a numbing agent. At least he was less aware of this situation.

Once settled Chrollo took a moment to savor his victory. He had officially made Hisoka his bitch. The clown was quietly whimpering under him but did not dare to raise a finger to stop him. He had his ass full of his cock and could only take it, literally.

He gave several experimental thrusts before developing a stable rhythm. It was a little hard to move properly because his most sensitive organ was being gripped too tightly. The lack of preparation was a mistake. Later he would have to treat himself for rug burns.

Hisoka was uncharacteristic quiet. He wasn't crying anymore, even when Chrollo dug his nails into the other thighs. Instead, he was looking confused and anxious. Moments ago he was completely terrified. Chrollo wasn't sure he liked the change.

"What's with that face?" When Hisoka didn't answer Chrollo increased his thrusting making the man under him start moaning softly. Grabbing those thick hips with enough force to leave bruises he aimed for Hisokas sweet spot, just to hear the other cry out in forced pleasure. Now Hisoka was making a much better expression. His cheeks were a rosy pink and his eyes were open wide. In those orbs, you see the inner battle he was having with himself to resist the pleasure. He was losing.

Chrollo's cock felt incredibly good drilling his long-time enemy but what was really arousing was the complete control he had over the other. He could cut open Hisokas stomach and pull out his insides and Hisoka would just have to endure.

"I didn't think you'd feel this good. Every time I pull out your slutty hole sucks me back in. It's so greedy"

Hisoka responded with a groan. As much as he tried Hisoka couldn't hold his voice in. Chrollo was hitting his prostates mercilessly. Every squeak, gasp and moan were dragged out of him. The wonderful sensation of pleasure and pain drove his nerves into overdrive. He felt himself losing touch with reality. Who was fucking him and why was becoming less and less important. What mattered was that bliss feeling that shot threw his body every time his sweet spot was hit.

"Masochistic slut." Chrollo was sweating and panting along with Hisoka. The sound of skin slapping against skin accompanied their ragged and heated voices.

Chrollo grabbed Hisoka's neck and brought him close. He kissed him rough and deep. Tongues clashes, one dominant and demanding, and the other meek and willing to submit. Chrollo bit Hisoka's lip hard enough to draw blood. He loved how the redhead moaned into the kiss.

"Such a good slut. So willing to please" If possible Chrollo started thrusting faster. "Willing to lay on your back and spread those beautiful legs." The thief once again started to stoke Hisoka. "I'm going to reward you. Cum till you cry"

Shamefully Hisoka came before Chrollo. His seed spilled on his chest. Chrollo gave him a minute of rest before he started to rocket his hips again. That sensitive nerve inside Hisoka was getting another beating.

"I said cum till you cry" he squeezed tightly on the limp cock. A few strokes had the now hypersensitive organ hard again. Similar to his cock Hisoka was practically weeping from the overstimulation.

"S-Stop" Hisoka tried to push him away. It was liking trying to move a cement wall

"But you are so hard. Your body needs a second round and probably a third too." licking his lips he tightens his grip.

Chrollo pulled out and made Hisoka lay on his belly. He bent one of his arms behind his back and pinned him to the ground. Two long and slender fingers replaced his member inside. They explored the hot and twitching walls till they found their target. Hisoka screamed when nails dug into his prostate. Those fingers pressed and rubbed his sweat spot till his pleases and begs turned unto unrecognizable gasps and moans.

"You like getting your prostates milked? I can keep this up all day."

"No -more"

"You want more? Of course babe" He pressed harder and rubbed faster.

Hisoka threw his head back, his jaw hung open, his body trembled and he closed his eyes tightly. Such shameful sounds were coming out of his mouth. His over sensitive body trembled with each stroke.

"That's right, just like." Chrollo encouraged. " You look so much better moaning for me like the wanton whore you are."

Chrollo was having immense fun toying with the other's body. The way Hisoka squirmed and wiggled in his grasps was so satisfying. He stretched his fingernails open wide and played with the warm walls. Hisoka seemed to enjoy having his pleasure spot rubbed and toyed with. He liked when it was stoked, though he did enjoy a good jab every once in a while. It would catch the clown by surprise and make him sob or whimper.

"Be a good boy and cum. Fighting me will only make it worst" he never lead up. The continuous stimulation was driving Hisoka mad. Drool slid out his mouth and collected on the floor. The puddle kept growing.

Hisoka eyes rolled back as another orgasm washed over him. Chrollo continued to finger him as he climaxed. His back arched and he stretched out his legs as far as they would go. The sticky strands landed on the floor.

Still, in the thief's arms, Chrollo once again gave him a few moments of rest. He held the trembling from close to his body before climbing on top of him and entering him again. His engorged member stretching him wide and impossibly deep. Hisoka wasn't as tense as the first time but his body still clamped down hard.

Chrollo rode him hard. Skin slapped against each other and Hisoka was still making those desperate and now breathless moans. Both of them were drenched in sweat. Time seemed to cease to exist. It was just a blend of sensations.

Hisoka was bright red. Black and purple bruises covered his body. Between his thighs, he had several bite marks and he had a headache from how much his hair was pulled. His back stung from the deep scratches and with all the dark marks his body looked like he was attacked by Shizuku's vacuum. Chrollo had not been a gentle lover. It didn't matter that Hisoka hadn't resisted him.

Another puddle of blood, sweat and cum had formed between his legs. Chrollo had cum twice already and was going for a third. Hisoka lost track of how many times Chrollo had made him cum.

Chrollo was so close to cumming but he wanted to push Hisoka over one last time. He grabbed onto those wide hips and started a fast and almost brutal pace.

"Chrollo" Hisoka threw his head back moaning. His fingernails scratched against the cement floor. Chrollo was seated between his legs. With how tight the other was holding onto him he couldn't escape the onslaught of sensations coursing through his body. He was so sensitive from his multiple orgasms. Every time he cum, Chrollo would fuck him through it. There were no breaks. No matter how much he tried he couldn't get away from the pleasure he felt with each deep and hard thrust.

"Shh just enjoy the ride babe" Chrollo would whisper into his ear when Hisoka's whimpers would get too loud. This mocking gesture of comfort was usually followed by his hips snapped forward with an especially hard thrust.

Chrollo had switched to fucking him on his back. It was a surprise when Hisoka wrapped his legs around him. Those meaty limbs were long and firm. It was hard to tell who was holding down who when Hisoka squeezed him.

Hisoka's face was flushed and his eyes have gleamed over. He was snapping his hips back to meet Chrollo's thrust. The fear was gone and was left was a moaning drooling mess.

Chrollo smiled and cupped his face. The pink-haired man didn't pull away. He leaned into the touch and moaned.

"Did you finally go insane from overstimulation?" He pushed his thumb into Hisoka's mouth and smirked when the other sucked the digit. When he pulled away the clown wined from the loss of contact.

"What a sinful face. This look suits you."

Hisoka showed no sign of evening recognizing him. He only clung to Chrollo.

This time they came together. Chrollo leaned over Hisoka catching his breath. Those lovely legs were still squeezing him tight as Hisoka road off his probably eighth orgasm. Chrollo had lost count too and Hisoka had been shooting blanks for awhile.

Even when Hisoka let him go he still didn't move. Instead, he watched as his cum dripped around his cock and out of Hisoka's well used hole. The way it slid down his cheeks looked so right.

"You alive?"

Hisoka chose to turn his head to the side and looked at the wall. He had come down from his lust-filled high and couldn't stand to look at Chrollo. He did wince when his exposed neck was kissed.

"You're cute when you pout."

"Are you planning on staying inside me all day?" he said annoyed.

"It's not an unpleasant idea. Might go for another round." it was so satisfying seeing the panic return to those yellow eyes.

"You seemed really into it at the end."

"Shut up"

"You had that excited look on your face, like the one you get during a good fight except this one was more relax. No, that not the word to describe it. It looked purer. Like your unfiltered desire bared open. Do you always make that face during sex?"

"Please shut up" Hisoka moaned.

After enjoying the warmth around him for a few more minutes Chrollo pulled out. A trail of white fluid followed after him. It had streams of pink mixed with it.

Now free Hisoka turned onto his side and carefully lifted himself to a sitting position. His arms were shaking and could barely support his weight.

"I meant what I said. You can walk around the building. The only rule is that you have to obey everything I say."

Hisoka didn't respond. Chrollo stood up and zipped his pants back on.

"There is a shower upstairs but give me half an hour to inform the troupe that I let you loose."

"You're a bastard."

Chrollo chuckled. "Considering everything you've put me through I thought I was being rather kind. Besides, I don't think you totally hated everything I did to you."

Hisoka chose to ignore him in favor of redressing. When he was done Chrollo had already gone.

"I'm so screwed" he groaned.