Sorry it took so long, here's the next chapter.
Kit
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"I'm back Kitten," sang a familiar voice. Tyler shuddered. He was unable to move his arms or legs, and this fact terrified him. His thighs were bound to his shins and his arms were tied at the elbows and wrists behind his back. Footsteps echoed near him, and though he tried to struggle, he was unable to move very much.
The person behind Tyler noticed this and laughed at Tyler's futile attempts to escape. The man kneeled behind Tyler, and Tyler felt the man grin against the skin on his neck. Tyler fought back tears, he had never felt this helpless before and it wasn't comforting that no one knew where he was.
Tyler was grabbed roughly by the hair and his face was forced into the ground. He let out a slight whimper but it ceased once the man behind him chuckled. Tyler would not let this man have amusement from his pain.
Tyler was then flipped awkwardly on his back, which was a very uncomfortable position. Blue eyes widened when they met with glowing red. A heavy weight placed on his abdomen made him gasp and something was slipped into his mouth. When Tyler tried to spit it out, a hand came under his chin and another was put on top of his head. Tyler felt the thing in his mouth begin to get sticky and cling to his tongue. He wanted to gag as the taste settled in the back of his throat.
"It wouldn't taste as bad if you just swallowed it." The man chuckled. Tyler tried desperately to pry his jaw open, but the other man was far too strong. It was then he swallowed. "Good kitten," The man patted him on the head.
"You can say 'Hi' to your friends," The man hummed. He pointed to a camera on a tripod by the wall. Tyler turned his face away from it, embarrassed that his friends would see him like this. From the other side of the room, he could see the vague outline of the man coming towards him again.
He tried to wriggle away when the object in the man's hand made contact with his stomach. He cried out feeling sharp metal spikes shred the flesh on his upper torso. Another lash, this time to the side of his face, left Tyler with conflicting emotions.
Tyler could feel the pain, but suddenly he felt uncomfortable in his skin. Like an itch that needed to be scratched, he needed something to relieve this feeling; he needed some form of contact. The whip fell from the man hand with a metal clink on the floor. Tyler gazed up at the man, wondering why he stopped.
"What should I do next Tyler? Baby Boy? Surely you're feeling the need for something, but what?" When he didn't receive an answer, he continued, "Don't be shy, I know your friends are watching but that never stopped you from acting on impulse before."
He then leaned forward to the point his lips were just barely above Tyler's. He wasn't surprised when Tyler's lips met his. The pills were working, He let his hand drift down to Tyler's thighs. Tyler gasped at the sudden touch. The man just laughed when Tyler whimpered when he removed his lips from Tyler's.
"Naughty, Naughty Kitten. Whatever will your friends say?" He then took Tyler right there. Afterwards, he held the bag of pills up to the camera. The more Tyler's friends hated him, the more fun this would be.
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-Kit