Well, here we are! Another chapter in Spencer's pain... But don't worry there's a caramel mocha at the end of his rainbow!
*I do not own Criminal minds or its characters... Unfortunately.
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Chapter two
Spencer was on his knees in the living room as "Master" whipped him. As hard as Spencer tried he couldn't hold back the tears of agony. It'd been 3 years and he was still living in this hell.
"That'll teach you to run, you filthy bitch" #crying silently while typing# "Bend over!"
Spencer did as he was told. He bent forward until his nose was buried in the carpet, which was surprisingly soft. This postion left his ass exposed to "Master".
"you've been with me for 2 years and yet you're still trying to run!" the whip came down hard on Spencers ass. Spencer let out a shrill scream. "I've had enough of you're disobediance!" the whip came down again, leaving a long red trail of blood in it's wake. "Master" ripped Spencer's head up by the hair and lead him to the bathroom. The tub was still full of water from "Master"'s bath. He forced Spencer to his knees in front of it. Then, without warning, shoved Spencers head under the water. Spencer held his breath for what felt like hours, but was only a minute. When, he came back up he was coughing up water and begging for forgiveness.
"Thats right, beg!" then, "Master" bent him over and proceeded to trust into him repeatedly.
The next week the masked man took him again.
"your old master got tired of you. So, I will have to find you a new one."
The next week Spence was in a new "home" with a new "Master". This one tied him to a pully system and pulled him up to the point his arms felt like they were gonna fall off and whipped him every night.
"I bet you like it don't you? You like being treated like a dirty whore!" Master fucked Spencer harder and harder "Filthy bitch! You deserve to be fucked like the bad little boy you are!" Master shouted as he came. Then pulled out and ordered Spence to lick his dick clean. Spencer obeyed
Two years later...
Master forced Spencer under the hot shower head "clean yourself up you filthy slut! We have guests coming over!" master left the bathroom. Spencer washed his face and body, wincing at the sting the soap caused over fresh cuts.
Guests?... I haven't seen another human being in two years...Spencer thought to himself. He finished washing his hair and stepped out of the shower. he saw fresh clothes on the counter by the sink along with a note, The guests are here. Don't even try to talk to them unless I'm there. Don't think I won't know, Spencer. I'm always watching.A shiver went down Spencer's back.Now, hurry and get dressed. You're cooking ZuppaTuscana#italian soup with potatoes, sausage and other ingredients# for dinner. Spencer dressed quickly in a pair of black slacks and blue longsleeve button down shirt that were slightly big on him. He walked out of the bathroom into the living and saw the most gorgeous man he'd ever seen. A tall, well-muscled man wearing a black shirt that clearly defined his toned sculpted pecs, biceps, and abs. He had the body of a god and he had the skin tone of what Spencer described as Carmel Mocha.
"Ah, here he is! Agent Prentiss, Agent Morgan, This is my nephew Spencer." Master said. The two looked at Spencer. Prentiss gasp silently as she looked at Spencer's face covered with a fading bruise on his cheek, a split lip and a black eye. Morgan only blinked. "Spencer, come here." Spencer walked over cautiously, "Spencer, This is agent Prentiss", Spencer nervously shook her raised hand,"and this is Agent Morgan" Spencer shook his hand, and tried not to wince at the slight pain (Master broke a few bones in his hand the month before.) though Spencer didn't mind. It was proof this gorgeous man was real and not part of his imagination.
"Oh my, dear, What happened to your face?" Prentiss asked Spencer. Spencer looked to master, who nodded and silently mouthed
"make it up."
Spencer looked back at Prentiss, "I got into a fight with a guy at the store. He was picking on a little kid and I tried to stop him." He must of sounded more convincing than he thought because she nodded in what he thought as understanding. Though it wasn't the story she understood... It was the fact he was afraid.
"I see. I-" Prentiss replied. Then Morgan cut in.
"Baby boy, How old are you?" The "baby boy" comment made Spencer blush.
"...Nineteen..." he replied, almost unsure... It'd been awhile since he'd had a birthday and he didn't even know the today's date.
Morgan nodded, though on the inside he was surpised... he looked no older than 16... If that.
"Well, Spencer, are you still planning on making your famous Zuppa Tuscana? Spencer loves to cook." Which wasn't entirely untrue, he did love to cook. He didn't like be forced to cook. "He was hoping you'd stay and join us for dinner."
Before Prentiss could refuse, Morgan quickly agreed, "That sounds delicous. I haven't eaten since Breakfast."
Spencer walked toward the kitchen and his "uncle" followed.
"What the hell, Derek? You know we aren't supposed to accept invitations like that." Prentiss whispered to Morgan.
"Prentiss, You and I both know that boy isn't Mike Balston's nephew, He was an only child." Morgan whispered back, "Do you really want to leave here with no evidence? I know you want to help that boy as much as I do."
Prentiss could only sigh and nod, Morgan won this time.
Balston walked out of the kitchen. "Agent Morgan, Agent Prentiss would you mind helping Spence in the kitchen. I have to run to the store, we ran out of milk. So, I'll be gone for about 40 minutes."
"We'd be glad to, Mr. Balston." Prentiss said with fake politeness.
"Oh, please, call me Mike." He, then grabbed his keys and walked out the door.
Prentiss stepped outside to tell fill in Hotchner. While, Morgan went to the kitchen to help Spencer.
"Hey, Spencer, your uncle asked me to help you." Spencer quickly glanced up, blushed and looked back down.
"Oh?... Well... Um... Could you cut up this onion? I need to check the potatoes."
"Whatever you say, Baby boy."
A few moments later, Morgan asked "So, nineteen? that means you graduated Last year. Why aren't you in College?"
"...I wanted to take a year off." Spencer replied nervously. Master had warned him to watch what he said.
"I see." Morgan sensed spencer's nervousness and hestitation. They continued to work in the kitchen, every once in a while Spencer asked Morgan to cut, or stir. When Master and Prentiss walked in the were silently working together.
"Here you are Spence. Milk." Spencer jumped slightly at the sudden noise, but turned and nodded taking the milk.
"Dinner will be done in ten minutes." Spencer told everyone.
"That's good, I'm starving. Ms. Prentiss, would you mind helping me set the table?" Master asked the agent beside him.
"of course I don't mind." Prentiss said, tensely. They walked back out of the kitchen.
Spencer slid the Bread out of the oven and asked morgan to cut it into slices.
Ten minutes later they were sitting at the table eating.
"So, Spencer what do you plan on doing in the future" Prentiss asked. She had over-heard Morgan and Spencer's conversation.
"That's why I took the year off, I'm not quite sure yet."
"Well, There's nothing wrong with that" Prentiss said. "Actually they say students that take a year off are more likely to be accepted into college"#True Fact!#
Spencer replied with a small smile and continued to eat silently. He would sneak glances at the Handsome Agent Morgan, when he thought he wasn't looking. But, truthfully, Morgan Had been watching spencer's every move since he saw him. He almost couldn't bring himself to leave the poor boy. Morgan prayed for the first time in years... That Mike Balston didn't kill Spencer before Morgan could save him.
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