Blindfolded, tied up, and gagged, Wendy laid down on her stomach uncomfortably in the back of a rusted pick up truck. She had spent a total of fifteen minutes trying to get her hands freed, but found her efforts produced no success. She then tried a new approach and rolled herself onto her back. Consequently she crushed her arms and bit her lip to keep a groan from escaping. She used all her might to push herself up with her tied up arms and get herself to sit upright. Once done, she brought her knees up and began nudging her blindfold upwards with them. She had freed her eyes just in time to see the truck enter the driveway of a two story house in a secluded suburban area.

"My, after all that struggling I would've at least expected you'd taken off the blindfold and the gag, but I must have overestimated you." Pan blustered as he entered the back of the truck and hoisted her over his shoulder.

Wendy figured that struggling at such a position could only merit being thrown down, at best she could jump off two feet before he caught her again, so she hung there until he had entered the house. Pan laid Wendy down on a couch in the living room, adjacent to the holding area of the house. As far as Wendy could tell, the house did not look anything out of the ordinary.

"Welcome to the Neverhouse, my little bird," Pan lifted his arms up in a welcoming motion. He pressed a button on the intercom and said "She's here."

As they waited, Pan began to untie the ropes on her feet but left the ones around her wrist. Wendy watched as three boys about her age entered the room from the kitchen and took a seat on the couch opposite her. Subsequently, a pair of girls descended from the upstairs, then followed by one last girl lazily coming in from the upper floor.

"Wendy, I'm sure you know James and Thomas," Pan gestured to two brunette boys, the former sent her a wink, across Wendy who she recognized from school. "That over there is Parker," he pointed to a boy sitting in the middle of the couch with straw blonde. Pan gave him a glare before introducing the girls, "That's Whip," a slight girl with black pixie cut hair and cat eyes, "Melons," a blonde bombshell with a ridiculously disproportional chest and tan smiled at her, "and Seline," a part-Latina brunette winked at her.

"Seline, please introduce Wendy around the house," Pan snapped his fingers at Wendy to signal her to get up and follow.

Reluctantly, Wendy got up and followed Seline into the kitchen. "This is the kitchen, girls normally cook the meals in the house. Although honestly, I don't see why since we're just as horrible at cooking as they are." She paused to think, "Are you good at cooking?"

Wendy replied with an uncertain, "Somewhat...?"

"Then you just might be our next appointed cook." Seline made her way into the dining room, adjoined to the kitchen through an arched doorway. "This is the dining room. Girls stand while the guys eat, unless you're favored on that particular day then they might let you sit on their lap and eat with them. Despite this, often times the girl favored doesn't eat anyway." Wendy began to pick up the sarcastic personality of the brunette.

Seline then made her way into the holding area of the house, this is where we get the door and pretend to be happy that we live here." The brunette drew on a dry smile. "If you want to try to be happy about the fact that you live here, you can, but expect disappointment. At best, you can have what I have which is satisfaction. I have a room to myself and am hardly ever punished, not to mention given relative freedom."

Wendy gave into her curiosity and blurted, "How'd you earn that?"

Seline gleamed with arrogance, "By being special to the second in command."

"Who's that?"

"Felix. I also did it by not asking so many annoying questions." Wendy bit the inside of her lips to simulate her lips being shut tight. She then decided at that moment that she did not like Seline's arrogance but was willing to tolerate and maybe even humor her sarcasm. If she was going to survive staying in such a household, she had best not be picky about making friends.

Seline sighed and turned to face Wendy. "Fine, since you're new here, I'm willing to cut you some slack. I assume you're going to be like the other regulars, because I don't see anything special feature on you, so" Wendy kept a straight face as Seline looked around then lowered her voice, "If you're dealing with James, you wanna compliment him a lot and he'll be really easy with you. He'll ask for a blow and that you ride him a bit and generally that's all there is to him. If he's in a temper or thinks you need discipline, he'll spank you and maybe use some tit clips, worst is probably some flogging. But since he's very superficial he tends to just use Amber a lot, that's Melons.

"Thomas is the youngest, and also the most inexperienced. He generally treats everybody nice, and he's the most humane among all of them. He doesn't have a temper and he doesn't have the cruelty or the self-accepted authority in him to discipline you. So you can pray that he likes you a lot, so you'll only have to deal with him often. He's a big fan of girl-on-girl, but all of them are so expect to fuck one of us at some point.

"Parker is pretty into BDSM. When he's in one of his frenzies the best you can do is pretend you like it and obey his commands. Unless his command is to act like you don't like it then do that. That's mostly what Rain, that's Whip, is for though, she's into BDSM so he generally picks her. On really good days he likes to use the pleasure tools, but he normally doesn't have good days.

"Felix is, well, mine, but he might pick you at some point. So if that happens, you do what he says, you don't look him in the eyes, and you don't fall in love with him. Er, anyone for that matter. He likes girls with a little initiative, so maybe do things without being asked.

"Last, Pan, because he's the leader he can stop anyone else from using you if he wants you for himself. It doesn't happen often, but he's done it to me while I was with Felix maybe twice. He's the only other one that Felix allows to use me." Wendy's eye had begun to be sore from twitching at the way Seline said the word use all the time, "None of us permanent ones ever really know him enough because he usually likes to play with the temporary ones. The temporary ones stay downstairs, and only go up when needed. Felix said you're probably going to be a temp so I'll show you the downstairs."

By now they had done a circle around the first floor and had returned to the living room, where the stairs are located.

Just as Seline was about to lead them onto the lower floor, Pan called out, "There's no need to show her the downstairs Seline, she won't be sleeping there," Seline threw Wendy a suspicious look then recomposed herself. "Actually, I think I want to give Wendy the rest of the tour."

Seline arched her eyebrows for a second, shocked at the unusual initiative Pan was putting in for this girl then stepped back to give him way to lead Wendy. Pan went up the stairs followed by a timid Wendy. The stairway lead up to a hallway with six doors and branched out at the end to the left and to the right. Pan pointed to the first two on the right that were close to each other. "That's the supply closet and that's the bathroom."

He opened up the first door and in it was a small closet with winter coats hung on it. He pressed a button on the side, which caused the coats and the wall to slide out to the right revealing a medium-sized walk-in closet filled with sexual trinkets and objects. Wendy took a large gulp as her eyes roamed the many objects, some as harmless as a large feather to threatening objects with razor-sharp edges. Pan chuckled as he watched Wendy's face grow with worry with each passing second.

"If you're good, then I'll never have to use any of the disciplinary tools. We'll talk about my rules later."

Pan began to leave the door when Wendy asked, "How about the-the other guys?"

Pan turned around, "What do you mean?"

"Will they also give me rules?"

"No, no." Pan chuckled and caressed her cheek, "Silly bird," He bent down so that his face was in level with hers, he was more than half a foot taller than she was, "you're all mine," He grinned.

"Let's just say, I've taken to a particular liking to you. Smart but not cunning, pretty but not shallow, not to mention caring and, at least I think and hope so, the right amount of submissive. You also have a mouth on you, I realized that the first time we met and continue to, now." Wendy bit her lip regretfully. "But I think I'll need that for entertaining myself. A bunch of boys can be awful company sometimes. Now come on, we have to hurry on. It's almost time for our bath."

Wendy quaked at the sound of a bath with a boy, let alone one with such a sinister personality, but kept herself from asking anymore questions. She followed Pan out the door and into the hallway again. He pointed to the door next to the bathroom, "That's where the permanents stay," Wendy noted the fact that he mentioned nothing about her staying there either and was awfully confused on where she was sleeping. "Those other three doors are where Thomas, James, and Parker stay, but I don't see why you need to know which is which anyway."

Pan then lead her down the hallway where it branched out to the left and to the right. To the left was two more doors on opposite sides, "That's Seline and Felix's bedrooms." He then turned to the right, "And this," he opened the door and turned on the lights, "is our bedroom."

Wendy looked around the room and found it to look normal for the most part. A cream king sized bed with a dark wooden frame stood in the middle of the room facing the left wall. Most of the furniture matched the bed's dark brown color. On the left hand corner of the room, was a large wooden cage. It was large enough for an average sized person to stand in with slightly bent knees, but too small to lie down comfortably in. Its bottom was lined with fur and the entrance had a large gold lock hanging idly on it. Wendy frowned and guessed that it was where she probably had to sleep in.

"Is that...?" she pointed towards the cage.

"You'll sleep there on most days, but if I find that I need some company in bed I'll have you sleep beside me."

At this point Wendy had snapped and dropped to her knees in tears. "Please don't do this, I have two brothers I need to care for, not to mention parents who will come looking for me. I don't want to live here and frankly I don't want to have sex until very later on in my life. I'll be sloppy and inexperienced, you won't even enjoy that much."

Pan slapped her in the face with a great amount of force making Wendy fall onto her hands shuddering. "If you even think about leaving this house, I will only make it more painful for you here. I don't intend on making you a temporary, Wendy. You better learn how to deal with it."

He then knelt down in front of her and lifted her chin up to meet her face. "And if I'm being frank, I haven't enjoyed some good virgin sex in a while."

Pan gave her a smug smile then latched his lips forcefully on hers. In a state of momentary shock Wendy froze in her place. Pan then began to drag his tongue across her lower lip to signal her to open her mouth. When she didn't open he trailed his hand from her chin to her neck and then gave it a painful squeeze. Wendy squealed to the pain and and opened her mouth, letting him explore it vigorously. After recovering from the pain, Wendy began to sense flutters in her body. It was the first time she had ever been kissed in such a way, and so she succumbed to the pleasure it gave her. It brought a swirling warmth to her stomach. She soon found herself returning the favor with her own tongue. She made sure to reciprocate in a more gentle and submissive manner, stroking his tongue gently and letting his dominate and swirl around hers. She could not help but let a small moan escape as he soon pulled away.

Pan chuckled, "Go prepare a bath, I'll tell you about the rules when we're there."

"I-it's ready." Wendy said as she re-entered the bedroom.

Pan sat up from his bed and began removing his articles of clothing. Wendy made way for him to move into the bathroom and looked farther to the right to keep from seeing anything. She soon heard splashes of water and a relaxed sigh escape from Pan's lips.

"Wendy bird what did I tell you?" He soon called from the bathroom.

"To prepare you a bath?" She called back with slight fear in her tone.

"Come. Here." He called sternly, making Wendy enter the bathroom.

She closed her eyes the minute she remembered that the bath had no bubbles, which allowed for a clear view of Pan's bare body. Pan huffed and got up from the tub making some of the hot water splatter over at Wendy. She soon felt Pan grabbing at her shirt and tugging it upwards.

"No, wait," Wendy began.'

"No. Wendy. Do I need to discipline you as early as now?"

Wendy shook her head furiously and lifted her arms for him to remove her tank top. He grabbed a hold of her panties and pulled it down forcefully while she simultaneously threw her hands over her crotch to hide herself. He chuckled and took a hold of her wrists with one hand then traced swirls on the skin where a patch of light brown hair sat.

"Please don't do, that." Wendy whispered shakily.

Pan chuckled then proceeded to unclasping the hooks of her bra. As soon as it fell forwards Wendy moved her arms at an attempt to cover herself, but Pan held onto her wrists even tighter.

"Silly, Wendy bird." He groped one breast and gave it a squeeze of approval. They were proportionate for her size, not too big not too small. However, they could still be more substantive if she wasn't so thin. "Hm, we'll have to feed you until you get a little bit more meat in you. Anyway, come on." He hauled her towards him and into the tub.

Pan made her face him and sat down, not yet letting go of her wrists. Once he had settled he pulled her downwards and forced her into a straddling position. Wendy gulped as she felt a hardened object poke her stomach.

"Look at me, I want to know that you're giving me your full attention, because these rules are important."

Wendy opened her eyes. The look that Pan gave her was one she did not expect. They weren't aggressive or assertive like his actions had just been. His features softened as he looked at her calmly. She felt a panic rise within her, her girlish tendencies began to arise at the look of an astonishingly handsome boy. She mentally slapped herself to keep from falling into Stockholm Syndrome having barely past two hours with her captor.

"Are you paying attention?"

"Yes," she spoke faintly.

"Alright, first rule. No leaving the house without permission and without me. No escaping from the house, obviously. Any attempt at both will only merit serious disciplinary actions."

"Will I not go to school?"

"You can go to school, but only on days where our classes are the same or the same as James or Thomas. I'll have them rearranged tomorrow and perhaps you can start next Monday." Wendy nodded. Missing Thursday and Friday would probably worry Jane and Anna, but at least she would be gone for less than a week.

"You should know that for so long as I decide you're mine, no one can hide you from me. Not your friends, not your family, not the Sheriff, not even the mayor. I have connections Wendy, that's why I've gotten away with all of this and I will continue to whether you behave properly or not. If serious disciplinary measures still don't teach you a lesson I'll be forced to take one of your friends and begin taking it out on her. Is that clear?" Wendy gave a small nod and bit her trembling lip.

"Rule two, no interaction with people from outside the Neverhouse. If I manage to put myself in all your classes or you in mine, you shouldn't have any reason to talk to other people." Pan could not have her asking for help from others or spreading word about what the Neverhouse is like.

"Not even my friends?"

"Especially your friends. Unless you want them captured and brought here. Then I suppose it wouldn't be against the rules anymore. Would you prefer that?" Wendy shook her head.

"Rule three, you do not let anyone else touch you unless I tell you to let them. No one, not even Felix or Seline or James or anybody. No touching others or provoking them either. Understand?" Wendy nodded easily enough to that one.

"Rule four, you are now in charge of my meals and cleaning up my bed. If you find yourself alone in the house, it's best if you do some cleaning around too. There's a washing machine and a dryer downstairs, the door at the back of the stairs. That's also where the vacuum is. The dishwasher is in the kitchen, I'm sure you know how to deal with all of them. If not, learn. Also, school is, on some level, important to me so homework will have to be done together whenever I feel like bothering. I know that you're smart." Wendy gave a small nod.

"Rule number five, always obey my orders or suffer the consequences." Wendy nodded once more.

"Lastly," Pan held Wendy's chin firmly and hardened the look on his face. "Don't fall in love with me, and don't expect me to love you. Clear?"

Wendy looked at the smoldering green eyes that stared her down. It was difficult looking at such a marvelous face in such a negative light, but she knew that if she was going to make it out of her situation alive, she had follow the last rule. Not even for him but for herself. She inhaled deeply and threw on a stoic look.

"Crystal." She retorted with all the power she could muster.

He grinned, "Good." He crashed his lips onto hers once more in a domineering fashion then whispered, "I'm going to fuck you now, my Wendy bird."

Upcoming lemon for the next chapter, be warned! Thanks for all the support so far, I didn't expect so much within a couple of days. I love hearing your thoughts about my story dears. Keep reviewing. :D Tell me if you liked the length of this chapter, if it was too short or too long for you. The next chapter might be even longer. I'm already in the process of writing it. ;D

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