"No."

The tension in the air was thick as Mr. Lawrence turned to stare Blaine down with an expression that could only read as danger.

"You do not get to tell me no during a punishment, Blaine; I've taught you that lesson countless times. Now get your ass in that chair and get ready to spank your boyfriend. Now!"

Blaine stood rooted to the spot glancing over worriedly at Kurt who in turn shook his head at him as if he seemed to sense Blaine's thoughts. He knew that Blaine was trying to find any and all ways out of this and Kurt wasn't going to allow it.

"I don't know what you're thinking, Blaine, but whatever it is...don't. I can do this; it'll be fine."

Blaine shook his head more fiercely as he kept his eyes trained on Kurt. "I w-won't let him do th-this to you too, Kurt. I won't."

He couldn't let this happen. After all he'd been through, he couldn't allow Kurt to endure the same form of torment. The only upside to this situation was that it would be Blaine dealing out the punishment...but it still made him feel like a goddamn devil for doing so. How was he supposed to hit Kurt without actually causing him pain? There was no possible way to make this work.

"You don't have a choice, Blaine. Now do as you're told!" Mr. Lawrence commanded, growing angrier and increasingly more impatient by the second.

"I w-won't do it. Y-you can't make me d-do this, p-please."

"You have no other options, Blaine. Now let's go!" Mr. Lawrence growled as he grabbed onto his arm and forced him into the chair. As Blaine tried to get up, Mr. Lawrence placed his hands on his shoulders and forced him back down.

"You don't want to keep fighting me, Blaine. I will always win and I thought you'd learned that by now. Now either you can spank Kurt like I've told you to, or I can do it and you know that won't end well for him, don't you?"

Stinging tears leaked from the corners of Blaine's eyes as he nodded reluctantly. He couldn't see a way out of this and he wouldn't allow Mr. Lawrence to lay a hand on Kurt in the way that he had become all too familiar with. He raised his watery gaze to Kurt silently begging for forgiveness. In response, Kurt shook his head at Blaine as if telling him that there was nothing to forgive.

Mr. Lawrence smirked as he walked over to Kurt and grabbed onto one of his arms roughly to pull him over to Blaine.

"C-can you not be so rough? We're doing as y-you wish. S-so can you be m-more gentle please?" Blaine reasoned as Mr. Lawrence pulled Kurt over so that he was standing to the side of the chair.

"If I were you, Blaine, I'd stop fighting me on all matters regarding Kurt. He is my son now too and I will handle him as I wish," Mr. Lawrence insisted, silencing Blaine completely who as a result shut his eyes as he tried to mentally prepare himself for what he was about to do. Mr. Lawrence however, wasted no time in getting the punishment under way.

Blaine couldn't help but sob lightly as Mr. Lawrence helped lay Kurt over his lap. He'd never thought that he'd ever be in the position of spanking Kurt. He had always thought if they'd decided to experiment, roles would be reversed and Blaine would be the one receiving a spanking from Kurt. The only difference would be that that spanking would be done out of love whereas this was being done out of fear and force.

"You will do this, Blaine. Either you will or I will." Mr. Lawrence reminded him as he motioned for him to take Kurt's pants down. Blaine felt a little stab of possessiveness deep within himself as he was instructed to expose his boyfriend for the whole room to see. Even though Kurt was completely gorgeous, he was still a bit on the shy side when it came to exposure; therefore, having his pants taken down in front of not only one but three guys was a big deal.

Blaine rubbed a calming circle on Kurt's back and bit his lip as he very gently did as he was told. He wrapped his fingers around the waistband of Kurt's jeans and underwear and pulled them down to his knees just as Mr. Lawrence always did to him. Once he was finished with his task, he set his gaze on Kurt's now fully bared rear end. He had almost forgotten how gorgeous his boyfriend's backside was and was in disbelief that he was now tasked to tarnish it.

He couldn't help but feel sick as he gazed down and had to keep telling himself that Mr. Lawrence was forcing him to do this and he hadn't actually made him into a tormenting psychopath. Blaine raised his hand and tried to take a deep breath. Kurt's skin was such a beautiful scintillating white-just like porcelain and there was no way he wouldn't mark incredibly easy. Just as a tear dropped from the corner of his eye, he reluctantly brought his hand down.

Kurt jumped a bit in surprise at the burst of pain that had flared up on his bottom as Mr. Lawrence nodded in approval.

"That's it, Blaine; just like that, son."

Blaine stared down at Kurt's bottom in shame as he watched the appearance of pink beginning to form where his hand had struck down. He brought his hand up again and struck down again on the other side, causing a small whimper to come from Kurt as he shifted uncomfortably. Blaine could feel his heart break at the pitiful noise that came from his boyfriend. Kurt had absolutely no experience with spanking; not even from his childhood. His experience was limited to playful swats in the bedroom; this was an entirely different level and he knew that deep down, Kurt was terrified.

"Mr. Lawrence, please, I can't do this," Blaine insisted as he watched the other side darken to match the previous swat.

"You will do this, Blaine or I'll have Lenny restrain you to the couch and you can watch as I punish Kurt. It's up to you," Mr. Lawrence growled in warning. "And I would advise that you speed up the tempo and increase the strength, because I will not allow you to go easy on him."

Blaine took a shaky breath and tightened his grip that was currently around Kurt's waist to keep him in position over his lap. He raised his hand again and brought it down for a third time. It wasn't any harder in strength but he had struck Kurt just right so that the slapping noise sounded worse than the pain itself.

Judging by the lack of movement and sound from Kurt, the swat hadn't been very impactful, but one glance over to Mr. Lawrence renewed his hope. Lenny and Mr. Lawrence both were sharing in a look of victory as Blaine brought his hand down the same way that he had before, only he cupped his hand a bit more which resulted in additional sound and even less pain for Kurt. The cupping made it seem as if the swat was hard but in truth, didn't hurt nearly as badly.

Blaine silently hoped that Kurt was catching on with what he was doing because if he didn't make any more hisses of pain or discomfort, Mr. Lawrence was going to grow suspicious. Kurt, please, I'm begging you. If there was any time ever that telepathy was needed, it's now. You need to act like this really hurts, sweetie, it's the only way we're going to get through it.

By some miracle, when Blaine's hand came down once more, Kurt let out a whimper, one that Blaine could tell was fake, but evidently fooled their kidnapping duo. Blaine internally sighed in relief. If they could just keep going like this, they'd be able to get through this. Sure, it still stung, but Kurt would be in considerably less pain than if he had to give him a true open palm spanking.

"That's it, Blaine. Make him feel it," Mr. Lawrence encouraged, as he drew closer and knelt down next to Kurt. He placed his finger beneath his chin and pulled his face up to meet his. "Is Blaine teaching you a lesson, Kurt?"

Kurt bit his lip, but didn't respond.

"Spank him harder, Blaine," Mr. Lawrence ordered, not tearing his gaze away from Kurt.

A resounding slap sounded. Blaine cringed a bit when his hand made contact because he knew that swat had a little more emphasis behind it, but it was more so a warning to tell Kurt that he needed to respond; they were walking on thin ice as it was.

"Y-yes, he's teaching me a lesson," Kurt remedied, as he took a deep breath, trying his best not to punch the man whose face was less than 4 inches from his own.

"Good, that's good. Maybe you'll remember this the next time you try to backtalk me, hmm?" Mr. Lawrence said as he picked himself up from the floor. "I think that when we go back into the kitchen to finish breakfast it'll he hard for you to even sit-"

Blaine froze as Mr. Lawrence didn't finish his sentence. He felt his stomach twist in fear as their kidnapper took a step towards Blaine to examine the damage to Kurt's backside. The only problem was that even though Blaine's swats were causing some blood to rush to the spots he was spanking, the swats weren't doing nearly the damage that they should have been doing had the spanking been conducted correctly.

Mr. Lawrence stood in an uncomfortable silence, which caused Blaine to become increasingly fearful. The silence only meant that Mr. Lawrence was growing angrier as every second passed by. The more time he had to think, the worse off they would become.

"Blaine-you are in so much trouble. So much trouble indeed," Mr. Lawrence stated in a deadly calm tone that as a result caused Blaine to shrink back a little. In his mind, Mr. Lawrence could have been shouting and it would have had the same impact.

"I'm beginning to think it was unwise to bring in a brother for you so soon. I thought that with Kurt at my disposal, it would help keep you in line, but it hasn't," Mr. Lawrence announced, sounding genuinely disappointed. "All this has done is make you more defiant and that just won't do. You were becoming obedient-the perfect son and I need that back."

Mr. Lawrence without warning wrenched Kurt up off of Blaine's lap and roughly shoved him towards Lenny. "Fix Kurt's pants, would you, Lenny? I need to talk to Blaine without being forced to stare at the evidence of his disobedience."

Lenny set forward on his task at hand as Mr. Lawrence pulled Blaine out of the chair by his arm and forcefully threw him down to his knees as he took a seat in the chair that he had just expelled Blaine from. He reached out with one hand and seeded his fingers through Blaine's hair gently before gripping a large section of curls, and pulled his head back painfully so that he was forced to stare into Mr. Lawrence's icy blue gaze.

"Mr. Lawrence, I-I'm s-sorry," Blaine stammered, trying to keep himself calm, but this wasn't going to be remedied with an apology, that much he knew.

"It's too late for an apology, Blaine; I'm sure you know that," Mr. Lawrence answered, echoing his thoughts as he stroked Blaine's face gingerly with the hand that didn't currently have his hair in a punishing grip. "You're so beautiful...and I waited so long to finally take you. I don't appreciate to have my patience thrown back in my face. I waited so many years, Blaine. Do you know what that's like? To see something that you know is yours, but you have to wait ten years until you can finally have it?

"I finally had what I wanted, you being obedient and doing what you were told, but then you try to run away and forced my hand early. I was content with having you as an only child for now-but I figured if we brought Kurt in, I could get you back on track. Using Kurt as leverage to keep you in line isn't working as I'd hoped it would. All it's done is make you defiant and in turn, has made you both martyrs...I see that this was all a mistake-a mistake we're going to have to fix."

Blaine's mind went straight to panic as his mind raced through the various scenarios of what "fixing" could possibly mean. They varied anywhere from hurting Kurt to worse.

"P-please Mr. Lawrence, y-y-ou're n-not going to k-kill-"

Mr. Lawrence surprisingly chuckled softly before Blaine could even manage to finish his insinuation.

"Don't be silly, son. I'm no murderer. I have other methods of dealing with you two boys without having to resort to bloody violence," Mr. Lawrence insisted as he kept on stroking Blaine's cheek, which he wished he would stop. "You're both too precious and just need a little more-training."

Training? What the hell did he mean by that? Mr. Lawrence must have caught the confused expression on both boy's faces as he continued.

"Here's where I think we need to go about this; Blaine is overdue for a timeout and a long time out at that. I think with some separation and hard punishment, Blaine can be trained back to where we want him to be, isn't that right, Lenny?"

Lenny who had just finished buckling Kurt's belt, nodded in response as he pulled Kurt down next to him on the couch. He threw his arm around the boy and pulled him close as if he was the son he always wanted but could never have. Blaine couldn't help but wonder if part of the reason they had kidnapped Kurt was for Lenny. Even though Mr. Lawrence insisted that Blaine was both of theirs-Blaine truly belonged to him.

"S-seperation?" Blaine asked, trying to ease out of the painful grip Mr. Lawrence had on his hair, but instead, he pulled tighter.

"I never thought we'd have to go about it this way, but I think training is the only option here, so here's what we're going to do, boys: Blaine, after we're done here, I will be taking you up to your room where I will be bending you over my knee for a very thorough spanking."

"No, you can't do that! Didn't you just say that he's in no condition to be spanked today?" Kurt argued as Lenny tried to shush him.

Mr. Lawrence smiled sadly and waved his hand at Lenny insisting that Kurt's outburst was to be tolerated. "I did say that, Kurt, but Blaine hasn't given me a choice. When he is defiant like this, he has to have his backside spanked. After that, Blaine is going to remain tied to his bed-"

"Please, p-please don't do th-that," Blaine pleaded. His stomach was in knots at the thought of being restrained even when he was in his safe place. He hated that he had to endure being handcuffed and tied to things all the time. His room was the one and only place that he was able to be free.

"Don't interrupt me, Blaine. Yes, I will be taking the freedom of not being restrained away from you and you will be tied to the bed. You need to be punished and re-trained and this is the way to do it; taking away every freedom that we've granted you. Each and every day you will spend the day tied to your bed unless I'm training you."

"You can't do that!" Kurt shouted. If he wasn't being held down by Lenny, it was beyond certain that he would be darting for Mr. Lawrence.

"Not only can I, Kurt; I will. Blaine needs to learn his lesson and the only way to do that is to break him again. Keeping him restrained will remind him that he is mine and that whatever freedom that we give him is a gift. He tried to run, which is why you're here in the first place, Kurt. So you too should agree that Blaine needs to learn that running away has consequences."

Blaine sobbed as Mr. Lawrence yanked his hair lightly, causing the older man to chuckle slightly. "There is still the matter of what we do with Kurt while you're in intensive training. I've decided that during the time that you're being taught your lesson, Blaine, we'll be using Kurt for filming in your place."

Blaine's eyes widened in horror. He felt as if he was going to throw up. They were going to use Kurt in the same way that they used him and the worst part was that he'd be locked in his room unable to do a thing about it.

"No! No! P-please Mr. Lawrence, any-anything but th-that, p-please! I'll do a-anything!" Blaine pleaded as if his life depended on it.

"There's nothing you can do to avoid this, Blaine. You've both brought it on yourselves, plus, I still need someone to fill in while you're locked away. I'd use one of my other actors, but I need someone with star quality and I think it's safe to say that Kurt fits the bill. I think we'll finally get some incentive to set you straight, don't you? You don't want Kurt to do the filming, so you'll want to learn to be a good boy again for me even sooner if Kurt's being forced to film, wouldn't you say?"

Blaine glared up at Mr. Lawrence. He couldn't help the rage that he was feeling, it was boiling inside of him as he stared at the man who not only wanted to break him, but break the one person he loved more than anything. He wished he hadn't said it but he couldn't stop himself.

"You're a m-monster and h-hell w-would be t-too good f-for you."

Mr. Lawrence kept a steady breath as the insult was thrown at him. He planted a faux smile on his face as he calmly stood up, dragging Blaine into a standing position with him since he hadn't let go of the grip on his hair.

"I can see that someone is eager to begin his training, so it's time to say good bye, isn't it, Blaine?"

Blaine kept his mouth shut this time, instead he looked at Kurt sadly, attempting to drink every last bit of him in. He didn't know when he would be allowed to see him again and what condition he would be in when he did. He'd never felt more like a failure in his life. He'd wanted to protect Kurt at all costs, but instead, he'd caused the worst possible outcome imaginable.

"Please don't do this," Kurt pleaded softly at Mr. Lawrence. "I-I can't do this without him. I need him, please. He's sorry, I can tell, so please don't hurt him anymore, please."

Blaine couldn't help the tears that betrayed him as he listened to Kurt plead for him to be spared from whatever sadistic torture regime Mr. Lawrence was preparing for him. He wished that there was something he could say or do to alter this outcome, but what was he supposed to do? Once Mr. Lawrence had him locked away, there was nothing he could do to stop the kidnappers from doing what they wished with Kurt.

"Sorry Kurt, no can do. This boy needs an extensive punishment and I aim to see that he gets what's coming to him. When he's ready to be a good boy, you'll see each other again. In the meantime, Kurt, I'd worry more about yourself, because not only is Blaine being taken away to be trained, you'll be getting some training of your very own. Granted, it won't be nearly as harsh as his will be, but let's just say that it'll be no trip to Disneyland," Mr. Lawrence chuckled.

"N-no, please j-just leave him a-alone, p-please. I-I'll be g-good I s-swear, j-just p-please don't make Kurt do th-that, p-please," Blaine pleaded again. He was willing to do just about anything to see that Mr. Lawrence wouldn't lay a hand on Kurt.

"Say goodbye, Blaine," Came Mr. Lawrence's final words as he began to drag a struggling Blaine away.

"No, please! Don't take him away from me, please!" Kurt screamed as he tried to get away from Lenny so that he could run after Blaine.

"K-kurt, I-I'm s-sorry, I'm s-so s-sorry!" Blaine sobbed out as Mr. Lawrence who had had enough of his struggling, threw him over his shoulder to carry him up the stairs.

"Please don't hurt him," Kurt cried softly as Lenny once again wrapped an arm around his shoulders. He tried to pull away, but he was in way too tight of a grip, so he eventually relented and resorted to just sitting as still as he could and crying softly. It wasn't until he heard a loud slapping noise come from upstairs followed by increasingly louder ones one right after the other did he break down completely.

"I'm s-sorry, I'm s-sorry, Mr. Lawrence, p-please s-stop!"

Kurt couldn't imagine how much Mr. Lawrence was hurting Blaine, but when he heard Blaine crying from upstairs, he could begin to imagine that the pain was excruciating and unfathomable

Hey there, everyone. I'm sorry for the delay once again, but it's taken me a little longer than I initially anticipated to get this chapter to you. I hope it's more enjoyable to read it than it was to write it, lol. Hopefully it was, because if not then I didn't do my job. ;P It looks like we're in for some more angst, I'm afraid. Stupid Mr. Lawrence just keeps bringing on the torment, doesn't he? Anyone else want to kill the guy? I know I do! Lol.

Thank you very much for all your reviews once again. I'm glad to see that a few of you are consistently on my ass to get a chapter posted and it warms my heart that you've been enjoying my writing that much. I'm quite happy indeed!

So please leave some more reviews to let me know how you all are feeling, I love each and every review and am forever grateful for your patience and your dedication! It means the world and I love you all! Look forward to hearing from you guys!

Update: As a response to a review, the next chapter will be covering life outside of the Lawrence home. Burt, Rachel + others so that we can get an update on how things are going on the outside. It's been a bit heavy on the punishment side of things, but hell, I like to write them and will continue to do so, but we'll be moving along. If others are finding the story to be a bit boring, I apologize and can end it at any time really, but I've been enjoying writing it. Hopefully the majority of you are having a decent time reading.

All my best,

-Jamie