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Summary: Something has happened to Kurt and now it is up to Blaine to figure it out. Can he salvage their friendship? Or will it turn into something more?

Words: 1,873

Warnings: Angst, torture,m language and rape. (slightly graphic) This chapter is pretty intense.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee

Kurt's body felt heavy, as if he was weighted down by the world. He was dreaming. Blaine was touching him, caressing his thighs and moving to his ass, massaging and caressing. Kurt moaned in approval, feeling himself grow hard again. He whined when those touches stopped. Minutes later he gasped as Blaine pinched his nipples, then suddenly the pinching grew into vibrations. Kurt groaned in pleasure at the sensation. A warm mouth was now around his cock, sucking and licking the tip, then moving downwards engulfing the whole thing. Kurt moaned at the feeling of the warm mouth around his cock. He had to admit Blaine was good at oral. One finger entered Kurt, followed closely by another. Kurt winced in pain a bit, still being tender from before. After he finally climaxed, Kurt curled up, wanting to snuggle Blaine. Everything was perfect, just him and Blaine.

Kurt opened his eyes slowly, still reeling from that heavy feeling. He found he had trouble moving his legs, they felt as if they had lead in them. He tried to move his arms but found that he could not. He looked up to see that they were tied together and then tied to an old pipe sticking out of the floor. The room was lit with just a mere light-bulb, lighting very little of the room. There were no windows and the cold seemed to encircle itself around Kurt, he shivered,

"Ah so you are finally awake again," came a jeering voice. It sounded so familiar and yet Kurt could not place it. His head still felt heavy and foggy, it was hard to think. He was trying to remember what happened beforehand that led up to him being tied up. He squinted trying to get a look at his captor. He heard him fussing around with something close by. The fact that Kurt was naked and tied to a mattress made him uneasy. Finally his captor moved into the light, Kurt felt his breath catch recalling everything that had happened up to this point. He struggled against the ropes, Karofsky chuckled at his attempts.

All Kurt want to do is wake up and this will all be a dream. His dad would hold him tight and tell him everything is okay. He would get to see Blaine again. This will all be just one big nightmare.

Alas that was not the case.

"You know you struggling is just turning me on more. It is so sexy to watch you struggle. But it is even sexier to watch you get off to what I do to that cute little body of yours. And don't even try to deny it. You are mine Kurt Hummel, and I plan on doing a whole lot of things to you to prove to you are mine and belong to no one else." Kurt's eyes widened at what Karofsky was holding in his hands: it was a collar and a blindfold. He looked into Karofsky's eyes and saw and animalistic gleam to them. He sat on the mattress and leaned over to a placed the collar around Kurt's neck while Kurt writhed around trying to fight him off, even though he knew it was hopeless. Karofsky, after a little bit of struggling, put the collar around his neck, Kurt chocked at the tightness of the collar.

This had to be a nightmare. He knew it. No one could really be this evil.

"Oops, sorry, can't have you not breathing." Karofsky loosened the collar a little and then tied the collar to the pipe behind the mattress. Kurt sobbed, he knew it was hopeless.

Karofsky the grabbed the blindfold and placed it over Kurt's eyes. "I now want to try something new. And it's a surprise." Kurt heard more rustling and then moments later felt something cool on his body, starting from his chest and working down close to his pubic line. He gasped at the cool liquid and he felt it begin to drip. Moments later he felt a tongue carving its way over the liquid, nipping lightly as it worked its way down from his chest. He felt the hands removed the clamps. He moaned slightly as hands also began to massage his nipples. The mouth then found it's back to his nipples sucking slowly and then biting. Kurt could feel himself getting turned on again. The mouth was now at his belly button, it dipped it's way into his bellybutton and then back out. More teeth followed, now biting and sucking. Kurt hated it, that he was still getting pleasure from this monster. Tears continued to leak from the blindfold.

This is all just a dream. Just change it to Blaine.

Hands massaged his inner thighs, followed by a warm mouth, biting and sucking gently, if almost in a mocking way. Moments later, he felt warm heat on his cock, someone was blowing on it. He felt it twitch. Gentle strokes followed, moving methodically up and down gently, almost as if it was feather touches. Kurt felt himself get harder.

This is all just a dream.

"Tell me who you belong to Kurt." The hand was now stroking gently at the tip, massaging it. Kurt arched.

"Come on tell me." Kurt felt out of control, his body loving the touches of the monster who kept stealing his innocence over and over as if he was some worthless toy.

It's just a dream, soon you will wake up.

"Yyyooours." Kurt stuttered. He gasped as the hands picked up, stroking faster.

"I am sorry, what was that?"

"I am your whore."

"That's better. We wouldn't want you to be punished so soon now would we?" Karofsky teased. Kurt shook his head in agreement. The hands began to move towards his sac, stroking gently. " Tell me what you want." Kurt felt the hot breath again on his cock and it twitched.

This is not happening, wake up!

"No!"

"Wrong answer." He felt teeth on his cock now. Kurt cried out in pain. "Please cum inside me. I want you to cum inside me." Tears began to leak again from Kurt's eyes.

Wake up now.

"That's a good boy." Karofsky cooed. "Such a good little whore. You are a good toy now aren't you?" Kurt nodded in agreement. "Do you want to touch me?" Kurt didn't answer.

Slap. He felt leather strike his stomach.

"I said do you want to touch me."

Come on, wake up!

Still no answer.

Slap.

"I said answer me you fucking whore. Do you want to touch me?"

"Yes."

"I am sorry what was that?"

"Yes I want to touch you."

It's time to wake up now!

"What do you want to touch?"

Kurt didn't respond.

Slap.

Slap.

Soon his father would be shaking him to waken him. He would be in his own bed and it would be all just one long nightmare.

Slap.

Kurt's stomach was starting to sting. "I want to touch your hard cock." Tears began to string his cheeks. He hated this so much. He hated himself. He had degraded himself to nothing more than a sex toy.

He felt Karosky lean over him and untie his hands. Kurt took that moment to try to push Karofsky off, using all of his strength but it was no use.

"Now, now, that is not very nice, I think you will have to be punished," Karofsky said seductively as sat on Kurt's stomach, using his weight to pin Kurt down. Karofsky was much bigger than Kurt and had the advantage.

He felt Karofsky move a bit. Kurt began to quiver , scared of what was to come. Moments later he felt something hard being shoved in him roughly. Kurt screamed in pain as Karofsky moved the object back and forth inside. He was glad he could not see Karofsky's face. Karofsky left the object in while Kurt sobbed.

But Karofsky was not done. He grabbed one of Kurt's hands and moved it to his cock making the hand stroke him. Kurt grimaced as he felt Karofsky grow hard in his hand.

Daddy please wake me and tell me this is a dream.

"Oh yeah Kurt, right there, right there. Fuck yes. Mmm so nice. That feels real good." He started making the hand move faster as Karofsky grew breather. Moments later Karofsky climaxed all over Kurt's hand and stomach.

"That was real good. You are not only a good cock-sucker, but you are real good at hand jobs. Mmm." He then punched Kurt in the face. Kurt cried out in pain and tried to double over or move to protect his face. "Next time when I ask a question, you fucking answer."

This is no dream. This is real.

Kurt did not really know how many days he had been in this dirty place. He tried to keep track based on if he could catch the glimpse of the daylight when Karofsky came down the steps. Time seemed to blend together into one giant nightmare. Sometimes Karofsky would bring food, other times buckets of water so he could clean Kurt up a bit, but Karofsky would also take as time to fondle and sex Kurt up some more. Kurt tried to fight back, but normally that ended up with him being beaten or whipped.

This time, when Karofsky came down, he was wearing a look of utter glee on his face.

"So I heard today that the police have stopped looking for you. They think you are dead," Karofsky chuckled as he undressed. Kurt shook his head. It was not possible. He had not been here that long. "Even your family thinks you are dead," he said in a sing-song voice while he unfastened the rope, a glint forming again in his eyes. He pulled Kurt up and backed him up against a wall.

"I have a new idea today, how about you be the one to do the sex?" Karofsky said huskily as he leaned in and licked Kurt's earlobe, and then moved down to his neck, biting and sucking. Kurt could feel Karofsky's hard on against his thigh. It was now or never, Kurt kneed Karofsky hard. Karofsky groaned in pain, Kurt made a run for it. He had to get it out, let people know he was alive. He could not imagine how hurt his father must be. He reached the doors and struggled with the it, realizing that it was chained from the inside.

"That not nice Kurt. I thought I had taught you so manners. I guess not." Kurt cringed when he felt Karofsky's breath on the back of his neck, followed seconds later to a blinding blow to his head. Kurt fell to the floor as the abuse continued.

Somewhere deep in his mind, he could see Blaine's smiling face. He could see his dad happily working on a car, Carole in the kitchen baking, Finn singing in the Glee Club. And then he saw all of his Glee club friends.

Then Blaine's smiling face reappeared, telling him to give up.