Author's Note:
I don't own Glee.
For trigger warnings please see chapter one. When you read this chapter don't say I didn't warn you. I highly recommend reviewing the chapter one trigger warnings if you might be triggered before proceeding into this chapter.
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Chapter 6 Kim (Eminem)
The pain blossomed across his chest as he bolted awake, the same shackles inhibiting his movements. He felt a warm hand stroke his cheek lovingly.
"Don't worry baby. I've got you." Blaine smiled to himself and murmured, thankful to feel Kurt's soft touch.
"Thank you Kurt. Thank you for finding me. Thank you." The hand that was on the curly haired submissive's face withdrew and Blaine whimpered. "Why?" Blaine struggles to open his swollen eyes and what he sees chills his blood. He was kneeling before him, looking at him with the same black eyes. The same hand that had produced such a soft caress swiftly turned to violence as it sent Blaine's head snapping in the opposite direction.
"I see you are still mistaken about who you are with sweetheart." Sebastian's voice was dripping with sugar. It was so extremely sweet, but it had bite to it. A bitter after taste of malice laced his words. "I am sure I can remind you." Panic filled Blaine. 'I can't get claimed. I would rather die…I just need to make it out of here…'
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Blaine grit his teeth as Sebastian struggled to put the spider gag in his mouth. Sebastian grabbed the trapped man's throat and squeezed hard until he had Blaine gasping for air. Quickly Sebastian put his fingers into Blaine's mouth to try to force it open to put in the gag, but Blaine bit back. The blood in Blaine's mouth all tasted the same, be it his or Sebastian's.
"You fucking bastard! You aren't getting away with this!" Sebastian once again resorted to violence; his fist easily flying into Blaine's cheek, creating another place where a bruise would occupy his once olive skin. Blaine let the liquid drip from his lips, needing to let the blood and saliva seep out. Sebastian shoved the metal into the submissive's mouth effectively rendering Blaine's biting power useless. The spider gag forces his mouth open, preventing him from biting down on anything inserted into his mouth.
"That's a good boy. You are such a good boy." The hand from earlier once again confused Blaine with its soft touch. "Just wait there for a moment and I will get you something to drink, okay?" He knew it wasn't true. The kindness was a guise, but he so wanted to believe it, and then maybe he would get his wounds taken care of. With Sebastian gone Blaine breathed in deeply and started to take count of the injuries he knew he had. He had some sort of cut on his chest, but he couldn't remember where that had come from. The left side of his face felt swollen, and extremely hot, he felt cuts on the inside of his mouth from his own teeth, and he felt blood dripping form a split lip. 'I must have two black eyes, or they are at least swollen, because they are so hard to open.'
He heard footsteps echoing in the room.
"I am back." Sebastian puts the cup of water up to Blaine's openly gagged mouth and pours the water down it, with no warning. "Drink it all Blaine."
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You feel the water flowing down your throat and you start to gag. You can't swallow it fast enough. You start to cough the water up, but it keeps coming. You shake your head, but no matter how much you cough you can't seem to get in any air. You are drowning and all you hear is Sebastian's breathing as you sputter and hack.
"I told you to drink it all, you pig!" You feel a solid connection is made with your cheek and a sickening snap as your cheekbone cracks. You release a garbled scream in pain and only manage to inhale more water from your mouth. The warm, red life runs down your cheek, weaving a path of fire down your tear stained skin. A hand grabs your chin and the water stops. Your head is tilted back and forth as you force your eyes open to look Sebastian straight on, nose to nose.
"Why are you so ugly? If you would only fucking! Obey! My! Orders!" Each word is punctuated with a kick to your now bleeding shins. "If you would only listen I wouldn't have to hit you Blaine. But you just don't know how to be a submissive; I guess I will have to teach you." You hear the sound of a belt being undone. The innocent clinking that is heard in bathrooms, or in locker rooms, but now so much more menacing. You know what it means. Then next comes the zipper. The sound is short and quick, wasting no time. Since this isn't innocent undressing, this is being done with a purpose, this has a meaning, this has a lesson that needs to be learned…by you.
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Blaine cracks his eyes, tired of just hearing the sounds of Sebastian undressing; he needs to know exactly what's going on, no matter how much it hurts. The other man is sitting in a chair a few feet away from Blaine slowly stroking his erection to full hardness, his eyes peacefully closed as he pleasures himself. He peeks at Blaine through his lashes and then recloses his eyes, a low groan escaping his mouth.
"You are going to enjoy this. I am privileging you. Do not forget this."
Sebastian stands up, his pants abandoned on the floor by the chair. His thick dripping erection is positioned in front of Blaine's already, unwilling, open mouth. Slowly Sebastian pushes his length into Blaine's mouth until he is fully sheathed in the other boy's bloody dripping orifice. Like making love Sebastian slowly pulls his cock all the way out of the wet heat and then slides it back into the restrained man's mouth. This goes on for a minute, Sebastian releasing several groans of pleasure, before he realizes Blaine isn't following orders.
"You fucking whore. I told you to enjoy it. I guess I will have to beat it into you." With those words Sebastian slams mercilessly back into Blaine's mouth, thrusting hard, hitting the back of his mouth, causing him to gag repeatedly. "You know what?" Sebastian asks himself a rhetorical question as he continues to abuse Blaine for his own pleasure. "You feel so much better like this." Sebastian shudders and releases a guttural moan. "The fear makes you feel better on my length. Now you are being a good boy Blaine. I know I said you looked hideous before…" Sebastian pauses as he breathes deeply to maintain control…he wants this to last longer, after all Blaine's unwilling mouth just feels. So. Hot.
"I don't actually think you are hideous. You look too gorgeous…" Sebastian stops to inhale deeply again as his thrusts turn more erratic. "You just look so perfect with my cock raping your mouth. See you feel so good I can hardly speak. I am so close… you are being such a good boy." Sebastian continued to thrust his phallus roughly between Blaine's lips and the circular metal protecting his length from Blaine's teeth. A final shaky breath is sucked into Sebastian's lungs as he forces his cock even deeper than before pouring his toxic seed directly down Blaine's throat, he almost wished he was drowning in water instead. As Sebastian draws out of Blaine's mouth breathing harshly the taste of the other man's cum, and his first experience, makes him heave and then finally vomit onto Sebastian's feet. Sebastian shakes his head and kicks Blaine in the stomach, causing him to continue to dry heave what little contents his stomach has onto the ground in front of him.
"And you were doing so well, bitch. I'll be back."
The flip of the switch.
Black.
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David looked over at Kurt who was sleeping on the couch. The dom had been awake for, probably, the last forty-eight hours before finally collapsing on their couch. Wes wasn't much better, but David had ordered him to sleep, against Wes's wishes. David didn't really like to give Wes orders, especially when he was upset, but he didn't feel like he had any choice in the matter. The dark skinned dominant was the only one awake, but he knew somewhere out there Blaine was suffering and awake as he was. Sebastian had him, and nothing could be worse, but here he needed to try to keep things under some semblance of control. It had already been two days since Blaine was taken, but they had to go back to school today. The world wouldn't recognize their tragedy, this was simply another dom exercising his right to own and take control of a submissive.
"Wes." David gently rubbed the arm of his submissive in a futile attempt to rouse him for class. "Wes, baby, we need to get up now. We have classes today that we need to attend." David felt Wes shift underneath his soothing touch.
"I don't want to get up… I am still really tired David."
"I know you are tired. We all are, but for Kurt's sake you and I need to get up and function at school and in society today, just until we get home after school today okay?" Wes looked at David sadly.
"Yea, I know and I understand. We shouldn't have to, but I get it." Wes sat up and put a hand on David's shoulder. "Want me to wake Kurt up so you can get dressed." David looked down at himself and realized he had been wearing the same clothing for the last two days.
"Could you? That would give me a moment to get ready." Wes nodded and padded out into the living room to wake up the pale dom.
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The sun was too bright…Kurt squinted as he walked from class to class. He entered the same room, and sat in the same seat. He listened to what seemed to be the same lecture on vocal performance, next to the same person, Chandler. The submissive was acting like nothing was wrong, like he hadn't sentenced another human being to a life of torture and servitude. But that isn't what it is going to come down too. 'No. I will find him. I will be there. I will protect him. I will take him away.'
The class ended and Chandler quickly pranced up to Kurt with a smile.
"I was wondering if you and I could grab some food in the campus center. Like we used to before he came around."
Kurt glared at smiling man.
"Sure Chandler. Let me pretend that this never happened. That you never fucked up! I was going to claim you! But now I can see it! See you!" Kurt grabbed Chandler's shirt and started walking towards campus center, continuing to scream. "So of course we can go eat! For old time's sake! There is nothing wrong with moving on after someone dies right! Oh wait he isn't dead yet! Or is he! Because you know more about this than me fucking bastard! So yea let's go eat! Let's go fucking eat!"
"Kurt you are making a scene." Chandler says trying to mask the dismay in his voice. If Kurt was unhappy with him he would need to find a new dom, but if this 'personal business' with Sebastian and Blaine spread around no new dom would go near him.
"I will make a damn scene if I want to! Because he couldn't! He couldn't even yell for help! You made sure no one would hear him! You sentenced him to servitude!"
"That is what submissive's are for Kurt!" Chandler yelled back getting frustrated. "Can we just go talk about this?" He said through strained and gritted teeth. Kurt growled back.
"Fine, we can talk."
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It was still dark. Not a single sliver of light came from any crack. Somehow Sebastian had made the entire room devoid of sunlight, or artificial light. Nothing extra seeped in, leaving Blaine in a state of disorientation. He doesn't know where he is. 'How far away from the school am I? Where would he have taken me? How can I get out?' Blaine's mind took a long time to process these thoughts. Everything was moving slowly through a haze of pain that had become constant. Because of the lack of light and his now irregular sleep pattern time seemed to be an endless expanse of black.
Blaine inhaled a little too deeply and forced himself to stifle a cough. He didn't want Sebastian to know he was awake. He just needed some time to think to himself. He slowly added more and more pressure to the handcuffs and other restraints to see if there was any give. They didn't move much outside of the limited range of motion Blaine already knew about. He started to fiddle with it, feeling some of the metal with his fingers trying to see how they stayed on him and connected. He pushed up on something that moved and softly clinked back into place. It was kind of rectangular, or maybe cubical. 'Fuck.'
There are padlocks; on each of his wrists, and probably his ankles.
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Chandler feels Kurt's icy gaze on him, and several other people are staring at the pair, presumably because of Kurt's previous outburst on their way here.
"What did you want from me? My time is precious and I am not sure you deserve any of it." Chandler looked at Kurt, sighed and shook his head.
"Listen what's done is done, but we had a good thing going. Can I have that back with you…sir?" Chandler batted his eyelashes at Kurt, it always used to work.
"You really think that is something I can respond to? You really think I would say yes? Because you wouldn't ask if you thought the answer was no. Are you an idiot?"
"No I'm not stupid, but I know that you probably won't see Blaine again, and you don't know if we would work out. Wouldn't you want to give it a try?"
Kurt stood up quickly and took a deep breath to compose himself. "No way in hell."
"I will be here when you come back to me. You know it will happen Kurt!" Chandler yelled at the retreating form of the porcelain skinned dom.
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Kurt's feet led him directly to the practice room where he was supposed to meet Blaine. He ran his fingers gingerly over the piano keys that Blaine always showed so much love and passion. It had only been two days, granted two very long days, but only two of them none the less. The keys in that short amount of time had gathered a very very thin layer of dust, not enough for a normal person to notice, but Kurt did. He knew that this room wasn't used by anyone but him and Blaine, because they kept over staying their practice time no one ever scheduled it.
He sat down at the bench, but didn't dare hit a key. He didn't want to hear the sound, he couldn't make it sound as beautiful as Blaine did. 'Why did I let him out of my sight?' Kurt kept blaming himself. Wes and David had trusted him to make sure Blaine was safe and cared for. Blaine was his friend, and Kurt had thought maybe, just maybe, he wanted something more from the young man, however that time had passed. Now he just needed to find the boy. 'Why does tragedy always happen to me? My mother…bullying…rape…Blaine…' He looked around the pristine room as if it held some clue to where Blaine was being held. There had to be some way to find him. There had to be a way. 'Where could Sebastian take Blaine? He is very well off… he probably had a dozen places he could hide Blaine, but what hiding place would provide them privacy, lack of intrusion, quiet? But still close enough for him to have access to the city?' These questions were the key to finding Blaine. 'I just have to start digging.'
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Wes looked at David as he worked in the dance studio. He never ceased to be amazed by the other man's body. It was beautiful, the art he turned movement into. David made eye contact with Wes and gave a shy smile. This is what it had been in the beginning, only in high school. Those smiles though still gave Wes butterflies in his stomach. He waved and started walking out of the studio and towards the practice room building. He had a trumpet sonata to learn, and surely it isn't going to learn itself.
He finally arrived in the room and had set up his trumpet. He was running scales and arpeggios when he was Sebastian walk by the small window. 'What the fuck is he doing here?' Wes set down his trumpet and slowly snuck out of the practice room and started to follow the dom. He would lead him to Blaine right?
The dom turned a corner and Wes quickly moved after him, but Sebastian was waiting for him.
"I knew you would follow me. You are so predictable. I just needed to talk to you." Wes's face went white and he stared at the other dom realizing how dangerous of a situation this was for him. Getting information was certainly important, but his safety was imperative.
"I see what you are thinking, but I have no interest in you. You aren't Blaine and you already have been used up by another dom. I prefer them to be virgins if you know what I mean?" Wes stood his ground staring Sebastian down.
"You, Kurt and David need to understand that Blaine is in my possession, and is my possession."
"He is not!" Wes quickly silenced himself. He needed Sebastian to keep talking, give him clues.
"Oh, but he is. And I fully intend on claiming him. He is so close to breaking…" Sebastian leaned in close to Wes's ear and loudly licked his own lips. "I can almost taste it."
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So writing this chapter was very interesting and I experimented with some second person writing, to put the reader in Blaine's shoes. I am really curious about your guy's opinion on that. I would like to thank ElleChanA for her very enthusiastic review that prompted me to update. But don't blame her for the content. This was coming from a mile away and we all knew it. Lol. Well I hope you enjoyed. Review!
-Raven