Hey All!

Firstly, thank you so so so so so much for all the amazing reviews! It means soo much to me! So..here's Chapter 2...I'm hoping to update about once a week, but I still have a full time job, and the internet at my house is kind of so-so, however, I'm going to try my hardest, but don't bite my head off if it takes me a little longer...please! PM me if you want to ask me any questions, i'd also love some prompts if you all have any!

Also, I'm changing the baby's age from 1 year to about 6 months old (along witht he age babies are allowed to go to the SBH...it really has no affect on the story what so ever, but I realized I kept thinking of her as younger than how I made her (don't hate me!)

Anyways, let me know what you think! Thanks!

Xoxo

Free2BeMee

"Oh my god...what just happened.." Kurt wondered to himself as he stood and turned towards his apartment. Did he really, not only just purchase a sub, but a baby as well? It had been 6 years since...well, Kurt didn't like to think about 4 years ago. And now, he had a new sub AAANNNNDD a baby to care for? "Shit..." Sure the sub...Blaine...had definitely caught his eye that morning on the subway platform, and sure...Kurt had been immediately drawn to him, and sure...Kurt definitely didn't agree with how he had been treated, and sure...Kurt didn't want him to be separated from his daughter, but now he was Kurt's? "Shiiiit…"

"Crap...what am I gonna do now? - Come on, Hummel...pull yourself together. You can do this." Kurt argued with himself as they made the short trek to his apartment building in Central Park West.

Kurt was pulled from his inter-turmoil by a catcall following him. He whipped his head around ready to tell the culprit to "fuck off," when he realized the calls weren't aimed at him, but at Blaine. "Shit!" He had to get Blaine and the baby inside. He saw the way people looked at Blaine on the short walk to his apartment building - some completely ignored the smaller man following him, more turned up their noses in disgust over the thought of him being outside, but the majority of people leered at him like he was an object meant only for their pleasure. All he could think about was getting this beautiful boy and his daughter somewhere safe...they needed to be home. He quickened his pace as they neared his apartment building. He just had to get Blaine and the baby inside. He was so lost in his own mind that he barely registered Blaine whimpering behind him as they entered his apartment building.

"P-p-please...please, Master...i-if it ple-pleases y-you, S-sir, p-please let me h-help y-you," the young submissive whimpered. As soon as he realized he had spoken aloud, Blaine immediately recoiled and braced as if to receive a blow.

"No, Bee. I've got it. Let's just get inside, and then we'll figure it all out," Kurt replied as gently as he could.

"P-please...I'm a good sub! I can be good...please, please let me help you! He pleaded again.

"Let's just get inside, alright?" He replied, "And you don't have to call me Master."

"Yes, S-sir, I-I'm sorry, Sir" Blaine fell silent as he followed Kurt into his apartment.

Blaine had no idea what was going on anymore. Well...that's not entirely true. There were 5 things that Blaine knew for sure: 1) He was worthless, useless, and a complete fuck-up. That was the reason Master no longer wanted him anymore. 2) This man - Kurt? - had purchased him for waay more money than he was worth. 3)Even though he deserved everything he got, he needed to be with his daughter. He couldn't imagine being separated from her. 4) Kurt...seemed different from Master, but Blaine knew all too well how quickly people could turn. 5) He would do everything he could to be good...for once in his life. He could be good...right?

He immediately fell to his knees once they crossed the threshold. He knew his place - "Useless piece if shit! Who said you were allowed to walk?!" How many times had those lessons been drilled in his head since his marking? It seemed, however, that the harder he tried to be good, the worse and worse he was...he just couldn't do anything right anymore.

Kurt sighed in relief as he, Blaine and the baby entered his apartment. "Come on in, and make yourself comfortable," he said as he quickly strode to his bedroom to put his suitcase away, leaving Blaine and the baby in the living room.

"Ok...ok...ok. You can do this. He's yours now. That's what you wanted, right?" Kurt paced back and forth in his bedroom. He knew he was a good Dom…at least he used to be, but after what had happened with Chandler..well, he wasn't so sure about that anymore. All he knew was that he was drawn to the boy this morning. It was the first time since Chandler that Kurt had felt such a strong desire if possessiveness towards another sub, and so he had acted on instinct when purchasing the young father and his daughter - whom he still didn't know the name of. He was pulled from his reverie by a baby's cry.

Upon entering the living room again, he was surprised to see that Blaine had not left his place in the foyer, but instead was kneeling in perfect sub posture - back straight, knees spread, head bowed, and hands clasped behind his back. If it were not for the tears in his eyes as he looked longingly at his daughter, Kurt would had thought that he had not heard her. "god...he really was beautiful behind all the bruises and grime..." He quickly walked and scooped up the child, immediately calming her.

"Blaine, please come here" he called as he sat down on the couch. Blaine hastily crawled towards where Kurt sat and rested his forehead against Kurt's shoes.

"H-how do I please you?" He whispered mostly to the floor, "P-please allow me to express my gratitude for purchasing this useless wh-"

"No, Honey, you are not a useless whore. I'm happy you're here with me. And there will be none of that until we talk, do you think you can do that?" When Blaine made no motion, he asked, "Can you please sit up for me?" Blaine immediately returned to his former sub posture. "Thank you, Blaine. Good boy!" He saw the young man physically relax at his verbal affirmation - something he would need to keep in mind.

"Alright, Blaine. First things first…what's your daughter's name?" Blaine's eyes shot up widening for a moment before he swiftly returned them to the floor, appalled at himself for behaving so poorly – he knew better than to look a Dom directly in the eyes – he most certainly had not earned that privilege yet.

"M-master, she can be called whatever pleases you. S-she has no formal n-name, Sir."

"Yes, Bee, but I would like to know what you call her…" Again, Blaine's eyes widened in shock. "Who was this strange Dom? Why did it matter what Blaine called her…he was a sub, and she was a sub…they were nothing – only meant to please their Dom."

"A-audrey…I-I call h-her Audrey…" he replied so softly that if Kurt hadn't been listening, here would be no way he would have heard it.

"What a beautiful name, Blaine!" Kurt exclaimed, "It fits her perfectly. I love it!"

"I'm glad it pleases you, M-Master K-Kurt."

"Just Kurt, please, Blaine..." Kurt reminded the young man who immediately began shaking his head and stammering.

"I-I c-coul-ld never c-call you o-only by your g-given name, Sir!" He exclaimed, "I-it is n-not a-allowed! P-please, I-I'm go-good! I-I can be good, Sir!" He was practically sobbing into Kurt's shoes at this point. Kurt was taken aback - what happened to this poor boy? How was it possible for anyone to treat another human in such a way? - Kurt was baffled.

"Blaine!" He called, "I need you to listen very carefully, ok?" Kurt took a shuddering breath - how was he going to get across that he was different from that bastard he had been with? "I don't know what you've been 'taught' or how you think you're supposed to behave, ok? You are mine now, and I operate a little differently than most. I am not like the man who you were with. I just had to save you, alright? Paying the bastard seemed to be the quickest way, I just couldn't bear to see him treat you that way, and I couldn't stand to have you separated from Audrey...I just want to help you, alright? Please look at me" he requested as gently as possible. Blaine's head shot up so that he was facing Kurt, but his eyes focused on a point past Kurt's head, not quite meeting Kurt's - at least it was better than the groveling position he had just been in.

"Thank you, Bee. I would like you to call me Kurt. I've never felt comfortable with the whole 'master' title. If you want to call me 'Sir' or 'Mr. Kurt' that is alright for now, but I would really like us to work to just calling me Kurt."

Blaine was listening with rapt attention. He could already tell that Mister Kurt was different than Master had been, and he wanted to be so good for him. He knew he needed to remember everything Mister Kurt was saying so as to not break any of the rules. Master had been nice at first too...

"Also, what would you like to be called? I know your name now, but I would like to know what you want to be called...do you have an preferences?"

It took Blaine a moment to realize that Kurt had asked him a question. "U-um, M-master used to call me many things...you can c-call me w-whatever you please, M-Mister Kurt."

"Alright, we'll just stick to Blaine and Bee then, alright? Please let me know if you do have any preferences. Secondly, I would like you to walk whenever you're in the house, you don't ever HAVE to crawl or kneel, ok? You can, however, if you wish to, alright? You're also allowed on all of the furniture, and allowed access to the tv, my books and movies, alright? I just want you to be comfortable here. This is your house now too.

"Third, I know that Audrey is your daughter, but I would very much like the chance to help you take care of her. I've always wanted children, and she is absolutely the most beautiful baby I have ever seen. Would it be alright if we shared that responsibility, Bee?" he asked handing Audrey over to Blaine.

Again, Blaine was shocked by the man in front of him. Who was this man? Why was he asking Blaine questions about his preferences? Didn't he know Blaine was nothing? Wait...did he just say that they would be caring for Audrey? "You're n-not g-going t-to s-send her away, Sir?" Blaine asked, finally meeting Kurt's eyes as if to search for any sign if deception. He truly did not understand this man in front of him...what was his angle?

"No! Of course not, Bee! She is your daughter, I could NEVER do that to you! I only hope that you will allow me to be a part of raising her. Please, will that be alright?" Kurt was ready to plead with Blaine...even though Blaine was her father, and Kurt respected his position as such, life would be extremely difficult for Blaine if he did not have a Dom to help him raise her.

"O-of course, Mister Kurt...whatever pleases you, Sir. T-thank you so much for allowing me to stay with her. I promise to repay you in any way I possibly can..." Blaine couldn't help the tears that sprung into his eyes as he cuddled Audrey close to his chest. He knew at that moment, he would do anything he could to make it up to Mister Kurt for allowing him to stay with her.

"Thank you, Blaine!" Kurt squealed. "I promise we will make all important decisions together." Blaine's breath hitched when Kurt's face broke out into an enormous smile. He truly was the most beautiful man Blaine had ever seen. How had Blaine gotten so lucky? "Alright! Now that that's settled, how 'bout I give you the grand tour?" Kurt rose, and Blaine rushed to follow him.

As Kurt pointed out the various rooms in his penthouse apartment, Blaine could hardly believe his eyes. He still had no idea what Mister Kurt did for a living, but it must have been something really important, because Mister Kurt's house was much nicer than Master's had been. When they had reached the room, Mister Kurt had said was his, Blaine was not only shocked, but confused.

"I'm sorry, M-Mister Kurt, but what do you mean, mine?" he asked. When Kurt turned abruptly, Blaine flinched and shielded Aubrey from any blows that were to come.

"This is your room, Bee. It's your own personal space, there's a bed, dresser, and a door with a lock. I promise to always respect your space, and to knock if the door is closed, alright? Don't worry, we'll make it yours...you can chose colors and stuff later. And don't worry, your room is right next to Audrey's." He gave Blaine the most genuine smile that melted his heart.

Kurt was just finishing showing Blaine around his apartment when his cell phone rang. "Shit!" he exclaimed. He had forgotten all about the meeting that was scheduled...and now he was 15 minutes late. "Tina! I'm sorry! Something came up...what? No! Shit...fine, I'll be there, but I can't stay long...no, everything is alright, I just can't stay long." He groaned as he hung up the phone, and turned to face Blaine, who had fallen to his knees at Kurt's feet.

"Please, Mister Kurt! I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."he repeated over and over. "Please, forgive me for whatever I did, I'm sorry...I'm sorry...Blaine had no idea why Mister Kurt was so upset, but he was certain it was something he had done.

"No! Oh god, no, Bee! I'm not mad at you...you did nothing wrong! You're such a good boy, Beautiful. My good boy..." Kurt cooed as he dropped to his knees in front of the trembling sub. He really needed to watch his tone around Blaine - how could he have thought it was something he did? What could he have possibly done? "I'm sorry I scared you, Blaine. You didn't do anything wrong, I promise. I had forgotten I had a meeting this morning, and now they're saying I have to go in. I don't like leaving you alone, but I'll only be gone for a couple of hours, ok? Will you be alright?" He HATED having to leave Blaine and Audrey, but this meeting had been planned for over 6 months, and all of his investors were there. He at least haad to make an appearance. Plus, it would allow him to go buy hinges to help Blaine's bruises heal quickly as well as all the things he and Blaine would need for Audrey, because it was painfully obvious that Kurt was not prepared for a baby.

"Yes, Mister Kurt, w-we will be fine. What would you like me to do in your absence, sir?" Blaine still didn't understand why Mister Kurt kept asking his opinion about things...of course Mister Kurt could do whatever he needed. It was Blaine's job to make him comfortable, not the other way around!

"Great!" Kurt said, relieved, "ok, just make yourself comfortable. Feel free to take a bath, watch tv, or read...or whatever you want to do. Please, don't open the door unless it is me though, ok? I really need you and Audrey to be safe." He hurried to make himself presentable for his meeting, pulling on a navy blue suit with a white shirt and matching scarf. "I'll be home before lunch, alright? Here's my number in case you need anything." He placed a kiss on both Blaine and Audrey's foreheads as he grabbed his portfolio and ran out the door, praying Blaine would be alright.