Zankou returned after by the end of the day, tho Chris couldn't tell if it was day or night where he was no matter how dressed up the room looks there was no windows only fake ones with didn't help him. The demon walked into the room and looked at Chris who was now dressed in all back and he found himself almost drooling at the beautiful lean form at stood at the far end of the room looking at the books. "Don't you look every bit like a demon Queen?" He purred, Chris turned to look at him
"Go fuck yourself." He hissed at him.
The peppered haired demon just tilted his head before walking over to the young witch and pulling him over to the bed "LET ME GO!" Chris hissed in anger. He tried to fight Zankou's grip as the demon pull him over his knees, trapping Chris' legs over his own "what are you doing?" Chris yells as he tried pull himself up but Zankou held him over his knees.
"You need to learn I am your alpha." He told him, he as he pulled the trousers Chris was wearing down over his backside and then started to squeeze the fleshy globe
"GET OFF ME!" The young wizard hissed as he struggled to free himself, the peppered haired demon held out his hand and a horse whip appeared.
Chris was still struggling to pull himself free from the demon's grasp when he felt the whip connect to his backside "Ahhhh!" He cried out, he tried to twist around and looked at him with wide fearful eyes
"I think 10 strakes." The demon smiled as he brought it down once again with force
"AHHHH ST…TOP!" He cried as the demon rubbed the red line that appeared across the pale skin
"Ummm you know I think you should count every strike, let's start again." He grinned as he heard a choking sob from the teen. He raised his hand again and then brought it down on the witch's backside, Chris screamed as he fell toward pressing his hand onto the floor. "You didn't count it Chris we have to start again." He smirk "Every time you don't count we start back at the beginning." He purred
"P…Please stop." Chris whimpered weakly
"Oh my sweet witchling we can stop this, 1/ you need to stop using such vile words and 2/ count the strikes." He hissed as he swept his thumb across the bleeding flesh and brought it up to his lips and sucked on the blood.
He closed his eyes and shivered at the taste of blood and he could feel the choker's magic working forcing the witch's body to become an omega "No shall we start again and count." He grinned as he brought the whip down on Chris' backside
"AHHHH! Chris screamed and then forced out "O…One." On a choking sob.
"Good boy, now 8 more to go."
Mean While…
Wyatt orbed back into the living room in anger and kicked the coffee table leg and then screamed in pain falling on the floor. Piper and Leo rush into the room and watched their eldest son on the floor letting frustrated tears fall down his face. "Wyatt?" Piper dropped to the floor and touched his shoulder and watched him flinch.
"I…I can't find him." He whispered "Mum I can't senses him." He said, as he turned to look at her
"What do you mean you can't sense him?" Piper asked him, she looked from her son to her husband seeing his look on his face "Leo?" She asked
"Some whiteligher siblings can sense each other even half whitelighter siblings can do this. But Wyatt why have you never said anything?" He asked him
"We didn't want to freak you and mum out, be…because it…it's difficult for us to." He said as he rubbed his eyes
"I don't understand?" Piper asked
"Sometimes they can transfer feelings from one to the other."
Wyatt pushed himself up from the floor and paced with a bit of a limp "But I can't sense his feelings I can't feel him like he was in the back of his head but nothing I feel empty and cold!" He cried out, as he they all snarled out to the room
"Wyatt." He whispered
"The demons are up to something, they are all hush hush not even the other Whitelighters heard that Chris was taken… they are up to something big and Chris is in the middle of it!" He yelled as tears fall down his face.
Chris was curled up on his side a bed sheet covering his lower half as the pain of anything touching his abused backside. Zankou walked back into the room and sat on the bed as Chris tried to move away from him, but couldn't because of the pain. The demon placed his hand on the teen's face and ran his fingers though the inky black hair "Now I hope you understand some of the house rules." He told him, Chris turned away from him and buried his face into his arms "Shhh my sweet witch." He whispered as grabbed Chris' chin and forced him to look at him before he kissed him
"Leave me alone." Chris breathe against his lips
"Oh my little one, not when we have an important day to plan our wedding." He smiled, Chris looked at him with wide eyes as he shook his head
"No."
"Now-now Chris don't be like that, I promises not to ruin your innocence until we are bound together…" he leans down and whispers in his ear "…forever." He whispered as he kissed him on the lips.