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Free2BeMee

Blaine was feeling lighter than he had ever felt – Mister Kurt had said he was good. That was all he ever wanted…just to be a good boy. Mister Kurt was the most wonderful Dom he had ever met. He was kind and caring…not to mention absolutely beautiful – the kind of Dominate Blaine had dreamt of belonging to when he was younger…and now that it was a reality, he hardly knew what to think. Despite what every past experience had taught him about Dominates, Blaine could feel himself gravitating towards Mister Kurt whenever he was around. Going against every instinct in his body, Blaine was finding himself trusting that Mister Kurt would not hurt him – he would keep him safe.

"Alright, Love…how about we get you cleaned up?" Kurt asked. Good job, Hummel…should have done that right away! I mean, look at what he's wearing…the poor boy must be freezing! Kurt chided himself. He scooped Audrey into his arms, and motioned for Blaine to follow him into the bathroom.

"Thank you, Sir" Blaine uttered, as he stood and followed the older man and his daughter. His eyes widened as they entered the bathroom – not the one he had been frantically cleaning earlier, but one that was in between his and Audrey's room. It was beautiful…it was smaller than the en-suite attached to Mister Kurt's room, but only slightly.

Kurt smiled as he saw Blaine's amazement at the bathroom. If there could be only one thing Kurt Hummel cared about in his apartment, it would be the bathrooms. Even though it was smaller than his, and rarely used, Kurt had ensured that it was stocked to perfection with a soaker-tub, rain shower and dual vanity. "Ok, Bee…" he said, turning to face the younger man, "This is your bathroom…obviously…you can use it whenever you'd like, and shower or bathe whenever you need. I do expect you to keep it picked up…just so that we don't have to worry about mold or anything icky like that, ok?"

"Of course, Sir…" He proceeded to show Blaine how to work both the shower and the bathtub, indicating where the soaps and shampoos were located. He pulled a towel and a washcloth from the closet and handed them to a mildly confused Blaine.

"I know you're probably sore…but I don't think any of your injuries need immediate attention…I do want both you and Audrey to see the doctor eventually, just to be safe, but…I don't think we need to do that today. Instead, I bought some of this to help your bruises heal...so we'll put that on once you're finished, ok?"

"Yes, Sir…thank you, Mister Kurt" Blaine replied, still slightly confused.

"Oh…and you can always use all the hot water you'd like, ok, Bee?" Kurt nodded, and turned to leave, closing the door behind him. He still held Audrey in his arms as he moved to find Blaine something to wear…Good thing you can't ever get rid of anything, he mumbled to himself. He was successful in finding a couple of pairs of sweats, t-shirts and a couple of pairs of jeans from when he was smaller. He also took this time to bathe and change Audrey from her too small onesie into one of the outfits he had gotten for her earlier. He couldn't help himself from mentally designing more and more outfits for the beautiful baby…maybe it was time to add a children's line to his collection? He could hardly wait for the rest of her things to arrive. He'd always dreamed of decorating a nursery, and Audrey's was going to befitting of the princess that she was. He was in Audrey's room mentally organizing all of the furniture he had purchased for her at Giggle when he heard the shower turn off. Grabbing the clothes he had set-aside for Blaine, he made his way into the submissive's room. He had just managed to put Audrey down when Blaine came into the room – completely naked. His eyes widened when he noticed Kurt already in the room.

"Mister Kurt! Sir! I-I'm sorry…I…I didn't mean to take so long, Sir" he exclaimed hurrying to bow before Kurt.

"Bee…what did we talk about earlier," Kurt reminded, taking hold of his elbow to prevent the younger man from kneeling, "Remember…I said I would always tell you if you were in trouble. I'm glad you took a nice shower. I bet you feel a lot better being clean…don't you?" Blaine nodded in response.

Kurt was mesmerized by the young man standing before him; his hair was a little long, and he was still far too thin, but there was no denying it…Blaine was beautiful. He took his time admiring the young submissive…finally admitting that he was truly in awe of the young man. He had thick black eyebrows, extremely expressive hazel eyes, full, pink lips, and a hint of stubble poking through along his chin. He had broad shoulders, a lean waist, and strong legs. Kurt was enamored; he couldn't believe that he had gotten so lucky.

Blaine tried not to fidget as Mister Kurt surveyed him. Your body is not your own, but your Master's. He had learned long ago not to cover himself…especially when a master was inspecting his or her property.

It had been at his first and only auction. He had just become of age to be sold – 13, and here he was on display for hundreds of people. Instinctively he had moved to cover and protect himself, only to be slapped and reprimanded. The trainer had him move into many compromising positions – showing off every single inch of his body: facing forward and behind with his hands behind his head, standing and kneeling in sub posture, and kowtowed facing away from the crowd placing his ass on display. He flinched every time the price rose, praying someone kind would purchase him. After what seemed like ages, the bidding finally finished, and he was whisked away to the holding cell to await his new master.

The waiting was the worst; Blaine couldn't keep his mind from wandering and conjuring thousands of different scenarios in the short time he was in the cell. What kind of master had purchased him? Would he be kind or firm, old or young? What did he look like? What did he do for a living? So many questions were racing through his mind that when the door to the cell opened, and a trainer and a large man walked in, he automatically moved to cover himself.

"No…no…no…Boy" the man clucked. He smacked Blaine's hands away from his body, and grabbed his hair, tilting his face upward. "Don't you even think about covering up anything that's mine."

"I-I'm sorry, Sir…please forgive me" Blaine whispered as he moved his hands behind his head, putting himself clearly on display for the much older man. The man circled Blaine slowly, moving his head this way and that; trailing his fingers over the young man's trembling body – there was no part of Blaine's body that he did not inspect. He leaned down toward the kneeling submissive. "You're mine, Boy, there's no escaping now…" he whispered; Blaine shivered in response. The man stood and turned towards the trainer, "Yes…I'll take him."

So…for the second time, Blaine endured the scrutiny of yet another master. He lowered his gaze and moved his hands behind his head, fighting back his shame. Mister Kurt had every right to inspect his assets; Blaine was surprised he hadn't wanted the inspection sooner. He knew he couldn't be appealing to someone like Mister Kurt. Don't fidget…don't give him any more reason to get rid of you. He repeated to himself; he hoped and prayed that Mister Kurt would find something he liked…maybe it would be enough for Mister Kurt to keep him.

Kurt was pulled out of his trance as Blaine moved to place his hands behind his head…leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. He tried not to stare at Blaine's chest…or the way the muscles in his arms flexed as he changed positions...or his hard lean abdominals...or his full, round, fuckable ass…or the light dusting of hair that began at his navel and trailed down towards his cock. Kurt stifled a moan as he glanced at Blaine. Even in his softness, Kurt could tell he was long and thick. He could only imagine what Blaine would feel like in his hand, or how he would taste…down, boy, he chided himself...later. "Um…we should definitely get you into something a little warmer, don't you think? Here, why don't you try…these on," he said handing Blaine a pair of sweat pants, a long sleeve t-shirt, and a pair of briefs. Blaine hesitated before taking the clothes from Kurt.

"I get to wear these, Sir? I-I don't mean to question you, but…a-are you sure?" He recoiled automatically, expecting a blow for speaking out of turn.

"Of course, Bee…you're always allowed to wear clothes. I don't want you too hot or too cold ever. And I always want you to be comfortable…" Kurt reassured him.

"Thank you for allowing me clothes, Mister Kurt…I…I promise to care for them, and to repay you for your kindness to me, Sir." Blaine didn't know whether to be happy or worried that Mister Kurt had given him clothes…comfy clothes! Clothes were a great reward…one that Blaine had never earned before…but at the same time, it also meant that Mister Kurt was covering him up. Did Mister Kurt not like the way he looked? Of course not…he was far too short, too fat, and Master had left many scars and permanent marks scattered over his body. His nose was crooked, and he wasn't strong enough…in any form of the word. Why would someone as perfect as Mister Kurt want to look at him anyway? Still…he hadn't worn proper clothes since he was at the SubHouse, and he was grateful – the clothes were beautiful and soft. Blaine looked down and frowned; it was evident he did not belong in these clothes – they hung off of him, and the sleeves and pant legs were much too long. It was no wonder that Mister Kurt had wanted to cover him up…maybe one day he could be appealing to Mister Kurt.

As he was dressing, Audrey once again made her presence known – she definitely was going to be crawling any day now. Blaine noticed that she was no longer wearing her onesie, but rather a beautiful outfit. She truly looked magnificent – like Blaine always knew she could. But where did the clothes come from? Blaine knew the only explanation for the clothes was that Mister Kurt had bought them for Audrey…but why?

Once Blaine had finished changing, Kurt was satisfied with the clothes…for now. Of course they would never do in the long run. They were much baggy on him, and they were the complete wrong color. No…they would never do permanently, but they were sufficient until he had time to take Blaine shopping.

"Um…delivery for a Mister Hummel…" a face-less voice filled the room, startling Blaine.

Kurt squealed in his excitement as he rushed to the intercom, "Yes…of course, come on up!" He couldn't wait to see Blaine's reaction to all of the things he had bought earlier for Audrey. Even though Blaine did his best to conceal his fear and insecurities, it was extremely easy for Kurt to see that he was crazy about his daughter. It truly was going to be blessing to watch both of them grow into the beautiful, healthy submissives Kurt knew they could become. He shuddered thinking about what would have happened to Audrey if he had not been on the train that morning. No…don't go there. They're safe now…safe, loved, and yours.

Blaine's eyes widened as he followed Kurt into the living room. He had heard the man say there was a delivery for Mister Kurt, but he never suspected that the delivery to actually be for Audrey. He watched in awe as the men brought up package after package – all baby things – and as Mister Kurt directed them towards the room he had mentioned was Audrey's; Blaine had never seen baby things that were as beautiful. The younger man watched as Kurt went from package to package organizing and arranging everything as he wished. He fought back the panic building inside of his chest as the men finally finished bringing up the last of the packages. He held Audrey in his arms as he surveyed all of the objects that had just arrived; it was everything he could have dreamed of having for her. He placed Audrey in her crib, and smiled as she immediately latched onto the stuffed yellow duck Mister Kurt had gotten her.

"Well…what do you think?" Kurt asked softly from the doorway, curious to gather Blaine's opinion.

"M-Mister Kurt…I don't know what to say, Sir…" Blaine replied sinking to his knees, "Why would…I-I don't understand – " He shook his head, trying hard to come up with the correct words. "Why would you spend all of this money, Sir? Everything is so beautiful…but you didn't have to…" He couldn't stop the tears from falling; he could hardly comprehend what Mister Kurt had done. Submissive children were rarely given so much; they were considered fortunate if they had enough food, or clothes that fit properly, and truly blessed if they had any toys…but to have someone buy everything a baby could ever want or need? No…that was unheard of. How was he ever going to repay Mister Kurt for all of his kindness? "Thank you, Sir…I am so very grateful for everything…I-I don't know how I am ever going to repay you, but I promise I will work every day to show you just how thankful I am." Nothing was ever free…Blaine knew that from experience, but what did Mister Kurt want in return for his generosity? What did he have left to give?

"Oh, Blaine," Kurt cooed, tangling his fingers in Blaine's hair and directing his face upwards, "You don't ever have to repay me for anything. You and Audrey are my family now, and it is my duty and privilege to care for you…anything I buy for either of you is freely and happily given. I want to buy things for you…and to spoil Audrey. I take care of what is mine. Ok, Love?" He wiped a tear from Blaine's cheek, and he leaned down to kiss the younger man on the forehead.

"Yes, Sir" Blaine breathed. He turned his head and placed a kiss on the inside of Kurt's palm, reveling in the warmth and care radiating off the Dominate above him. How did he manage to get so fortunate? He would spend the rest of his days trying to come up with the answer.

"Do you like it?" Kurt asked, pulling Blaine from his knees. "I know it's a lot to take in, but I really want your honest opinion of everything…because if there is anything you don't like, we can take it back and get something else…alright?"

"Everything is absolutely beautiful, Sir" Blaine chuckled and shook his head. How could Mister Kurt ever think that Blaine wouldn't be in love with anything he had chosen? "I love it all."

"I'm glad you think so, Bee" Kurt replied, once more massaging Blaine's head – a reward for his honesty. He walked towards the crib and picked Audrey up, placing a kiss on the top of her head. She giggled and clutched her duck even tighter. "And what do you think, Little One?" he asked tickling her face with kisses. She shrieked and let out another giggle. He led the way to the living room, showing Audrey to all of her new toys. He and Blaine settled on the floor, and watched Audrey discover every new thing around her.

They stayed that way for a couple of hours, simply basking in the beautiful baby before them. They ordered Chinese takeout for dinner…much to Blaine's opposition; he relented, however, when Kurt had insisted that he wanted both of them to enjoy the evening. Kurt could feel himself falling more and more for Blaine as the night progressed. He was sweet, kind, extremely expressive, and beautifully submissive. Although he was extremely hesitant at first, Kurt could feel Blaine slowly relaxing as the night wore on; his smile became a little more genuine, he no longer flinched every time Kurt moved too quickly, and his eyes had lost some of the distrust and fear they had previously held. He knew it took time to build trust, and that it would probably take a Blaine a lot longer due to the abuse, but he had no doubt in his mind that Blaine was going to blossom into a beautiful man.

Later that night, when Kurt had finally settled into bed, he relished in how their evening had shaped up. He was still amazed at how much he had actually gotten out of Blaine, and he couldn't wait until he was comfortable enough to open up even more.

"So..." Kurt probed, "tell me about yourself..."

"Um...there's not much to tell, Sir. What would you like to know?"

"Well...for starters, how old are you? I feel like I know nothing about you, but that I've known you forever at the same time."

"I know what you mean, Sir. Um...I'm 19, Sir, but..but I don't have to be..."

"19 is perfect, Bee...you don't have to answer anything if you don't want, ok, Love? Did you know your family?"

"Thank you, Mister Kurt...but I'll answer anything you ask...you have every right to know what you got yourself into, Sir. Um...yes, I lived with my family until I was 8...I only have 1 brother, but he is much older than me...he's a Dom."

"Thank you, but you really don't have to answer anything you don't want to...I promise I won't be angry or disappointed. How long we're you with...er...him?"

Blaine swallowed, "I was with him for about 6 years, Sir...he was my first and only Master. He-He purchased me at my first eligible auction, and I've been with him ever since...that is until now of course." He looked at Kurt and gave him the most genuine smile Kurt had seen yet. "Sir, I am so eternally grateful that you were on the train this morning." He eyed Kurt as if to see how his words were being met. "I…I keep trying to figure out what I could have done to be so blessed to belong to you. Ever since Audrey was marked, I-I dreamed that she would have a better life than the one I was dealt...but it was only dreams, Sir. I prayed she would belong to someone like you – someone beautiful, strong, and kind...but I...I never, even in my wildest dreams believed that it could happen to me as well..." He let out a choked sob, and wiped a couple of tears that had escaped. "Mister Kurt...you saved me...me and Audrey. How can I ever thank you enough for what you've done?"

Kurt thanked the gods that they had already put Audrey to bed. "Bee…Love, you please me so very much. It makes me soo very happy that you and Audrey are mine. I have gotten lucky too, my love, because you are the best sub anyone could ever have asked for."

"Sir...please let me serve you. Let me show you how grateful I am...please, Sir...I can bring you pleasure...please will you let me?"

How could he deny his beautiful sub...especially when he begged so beautifully? "Ok, Bee...hands behind your back. You don't need to do anything, alright? Just feel...ok, Love? Can you do that for me?"

"Yes, Sir...please, Sir" Blaine replied, eyes fluttering closed.

"Good boy..." Kurt breathed, working his hands once more into Blaine's curls and guiding his cock into the kneeling sub's awaiting mouth.