Title: Aslight black out.
Summary: little and nothing happened; Tristan would swim to land rather than stay as a slave. He remembers jumping down, then why does he wake up besides the man holding him captive…
Rating: 13+ nothing much…
Warning: well, just a thing; if this does not make sense, that's okay. It's not supposed to yet.
Authors note: the time on the actual one piece series is the beginning of the Baroque Works Saga… just a note before burying myself alive...
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'I never thought this would happen to me'… Tristan thought to himself and closed his eyes, he would think this is selfish to pity himself like this, but he had full reason to be sorrowful…
It was in his name…
'Tristan' meant sorrowful… it was appropriate considering the circumstances, he didn't think about himself a lot, and he tried not to put himself through the agony of wondering who he was. for he had forgotten.
He rested in his master's bed, and by all means then he wished that he would be somewhere ells… not besides this monster of a man…
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Doflamingo slipped a hand under his new pet, as he pretended to sleep then he wondered what he should do with this new toy. He knew Tristan was awake… and that just made it all the more fun to feel them quiver and shy away from him in his sleep. He would wake up with the boy besides him, or there will be hell to pay…
It seemed like the boy was too scared to move, he barely even breathed. Doflamingo had his hands wrapped around the boy and he could feel his sobs, as much as he could conceal it.
'How precious…' he thought and smiled. He started to kiss the boys shoulder and pretended to do it in his sleep. He felt the boy shiver and cry quietly…
He laughed inside himself. Why did he find this so amusing?
Because it was fun, that's why. And he didn't do anything for anything less…
Soon the time was a few minutes after three in the night, Doflamingo stood up from his bed to natures call.
Few minutes passed and he was walking along the railing of his ship and listening to the waves gently rock the ship. This was the perfect evening so far…
As the moon shined from the sky and illuminated the deck he lisened to the talk of the men on watch, talking about the cryies that came out of captain's room… Doflamingo grinned ear to ear.
"I don't think I've ever heard anyone scream like that …" one said and laughed lecherously. The captain leaned to the wall and thought about it. It was fun, more fun than he had ever had in a long time, and he had not played this game in a long time…
"I think that captain enjoyed himself… you could feel it."
"I think everyone felt It." one said and pumped an imaginary dick with his hand. The three of them roared with laughter and clanged their beer glasses together.
Doflamingo smirked evilly; he knew that they should know better than to talk about their captain so carelessly…
He came back to his quarters and glanced on the bed. The kid was sleeping. Finally. The drug he gave him was strong and gave him energy to last hours at the time… so now that it had passed then he slipped down like down elephant.
He walked to the bed and pushed him down on his back. And looked at his face.
Suddenly there was something that struck down in Doflamingo's mind as he looked into the boy's peaceful face. The lightning struck down into his mind as he looked onto the pale figure in his bed.
Naked face lit up slightly when relaxed… and now at a moment of total sweet and pure innocence, then he felt a light need for him… he laughed it over and laid down into the bed next to his pray. Wrapped his hands around him and pressed him close.
The kid slept now, calmly and sweetly. He breathed onto Doflamingo's skin and it amused him. So calm…
He would regret relaxing with his master close to him…
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A few moments after his master stood up from the bed and left, then Tristan bolted up from the bed as well, Tristan jumped like a cricket to the large window. The ocean was slow this night, and the moon shined bright.
He opened the window and prepared to jump.
'Wait!' the voices called to him again…
Madness was calling…
'You mustn't! You must stay!'
"For what reason? He's a monster… he cannot bear to stand up and face that man…" he answered fully aware that there was none there…
'There is a reason for this… there always is… you must stay and follow your fate…'
"There is no future in me staying here… I will not"
He remembered the water being cold… but that was it…
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Chest to chest…
Tristan opened his eyes and glanced up, hoping to see the light of day… and with some luck his own bed…
He did, but he was resting on his captor's chest…
"No…." he whispered and lifted himself up to see the face of his master…
"No!" he shouted and jumped up from the bed. He hit the wall across the room while
His 'master' woke up at the ruckus and sat from the bed.
"What's with the racket boy… didn't learn to keep quiet…?" he yawned out. He didn't sleep with his glasses soothe blue eyes stared at him raw… or that's what they felt like; raw and animal like.
So early in the morning, Doflamingo didn't care to be his normal self. Mornings annoyed him, very much…
"But I jumped…" he whispered and sinking down in the ground trying to cover himself up.
"Jumped? Really?" Doflamingo said and smiled big. He walked to the scared boy and patted his head, "you think you're going to get away that easilly? By jumping into the ocean?"
He grasped around the kids face and lifted him up to meet with his eyes
"You don't want to die now do you?" Doflamingo said darkly and moved in close to him. Fingers tangled with the long black hair and roughly arched his neck, letting his tongue attack the blue and red marks he had created a few days ago.
"No! Stop!" the boy ripped himself out of Doflamingo's hands and fell down on his side. "Stop it, don't touch me…" he hissed out and glared at the floor. Not looking into his 'masters' eyes, he felt his tears build up. The disgusting cold feeling in his heart just kept getting colder.
Doflamingo's amusement grew when he heard that. Slowly turning into laughter…
"You clearly don't know your place Tristan!" the blond stood up and fetched something from his bed post. "But don't worry… you will soon enough!"
He brought out his leash…
Tristan shuddered away from him. Feeling his reality plummet into the dark abyss that haunted him. Tears flowing down from his eyes, he shouted as his master grasped at his hair and stomped on his knee on his back, pinning him to the floor. ribs snapped, but Doflamingo didn't care. Tristan clawed at the floor and fought back like an animal. But it was no use.
The leash was secured around his neck.
"If you fight too hard now then it will kill you… a beautiful design right there; the process will make you explode, head first. Though it won't kill you easilly."
The large man towered over the smaller one. And there was no escaping the horror now…
"I think I'll just blow off the day…"Doflamingo said, sounding relaxed. "I'd rather spend it training you…" he said and chuckled darkly.
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Doflamingo had a special room on his ship, for when he wanted to have a special type of fun…
It was equipped with every toy imaginable.
Cuffs everywhere he wanted. Wall, floor, roof or bed; etc.
As many types of whips and costumes that money could buy.
Doflamingo though never wore the costumes; he made his pets where them. The room's aroma was sweat and sex. The smell of candles and lube were fighting each other in places and everywhere then there was an arousing feel over it.
Well at least to Doflamingo.
Next to it was a cell… a prison cell. Where would be the training ground for all his pets?
The key to a docile pet was discipline… and he knew how to discipline a human to turn into his personal slut. Most of the time it worked like a charm, though the crew never knew what happened to the ones he got bored of… they had seen the many pets on the ship.