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Chapter 3

"Kid wake up" Whispered Edward while shaking Seth lightly, if it wasn't for the steady beat of his heart he would've thought the sub was dead. He was laying still; not even stirring when Edward approached him and unlocked his chain. Usually subs were very in tune with their surroundings as a way to protect themselves and make up for their physical weakness. Seth's lack of attention was a result of having been knocked unconscious the night before in addition to the hunger and sheer exhaustion.

Seth opened his eyes groggily before jumping to his feet scared of having overslept. Before the sub could open his mouth Edward clamped a hand over it, preventing him from making his first mistake of the day.

"Be quiet, Jake is still sleeping, go to the bathroom and get ready quickly. Remember to shave, mind everything we told you yesterday. I'll clean the floor before he notices the smears of dry blood. By the way, feel free to talk to me anytime; don't wait for my authorization to speak. In the linen closet you will find a box with some clothes. The clothes belonged to your predecessor, he was bigger than you so everything will probably be too big, but it's better than walking around naked." Spoke Edward in hushed tones.

"Thank you" Whispered Seth before limping to the bathroom. Once in the shower he thanked his good star for Edward's kindness, something completely foreign to him. Kindness is another of many feelings that was never wasted on a sub. He lathered his whole body and repeated the same shaving routine as the day before. The combination of the warm water and the hunger made his step falter when he was getting out of the shower and had to grab the towel rack to steady himself after momentarily feeling dizzy.

He looked through the old clothes he found in the box, some of them no more than rags. He found a pair of old shorts and a t-shirt that had seen better days, but he was grateful, as Edward said, it beat walking around naked.

The minute he stepped back in the bedroom he felt his whole body shake at the sight of his master already up and having breakfast. Did he take too long in the shower? He scanned the room and scented the air trying to find Edward but he was long gone. The sub just walked back to his spot by the wall and kneeled waiting for his master's instructions. He grabbed his stomach when it grumbled loudly trying to coax it to be quiet but to no avail. Secretly wishing his master would notice and decide to feed him, but he was not very hopeful.

Seth saw how his master finished every morsel of food in his plate and knew he would most likely not get any breakfast. He remained motionless with his eyes downcast trying to blend into the wall in an attempt to be invisible and not call his master's attention. Unfortunately he was out of luck since the minute his master finished his breakfast he motioned for Seth to get on the bed once again, where he submitted his sub to the first fuck session of the day.

"I have work to do, Edward will come get you to show you where the kitchen is. You know what you're supposed to do, if you fail to please me you'll get reacquainted with my fist. Is that clear? Speak!"

"Yes master." After the brief exchange Seth proceeded to change the bed linens and the towels making sure not to make any noise that could displease his master. After placing everything outside the door he cleaned the bathrooms and swept the floor.

A few hours later Edward walked in the room. "Come with me." His tone and demeanor very different from a few hours earlier. While in the morning he seemed warm and friendly, in stark contrast, now he felt detached and cold. Seth followed him walking two steps behind him and making sure not to walk ahead of him while going through the door.

Once they were a fair distance from the room, Edward's demeanor changed and he became relaxed and friendly again. Seth looked at him with a quizzing look in his eyes. "You must be wondering about my behavior, I'm not bipolar or anything like that. In order to be able to help you guys it's easier if everybody believes I'm a jerk just like most people in this house. When we get to the kitchen I'll give you something to eat, I can hear your stomach grumbling from here."

"Thank you" Answered Seth timidly.

"Don't thank me yet; if there are any wolves there I won't be able to give you anything."

"I still thank you for your willingness to help and for your compassion." Edward had to stop to briefly look at the person before him. Not dog, not slave, a living breathing person, with fears, feelings and needs. A person that even though had all the right in the world to be bitter and angry had only been respectful and polite from the moment he set foot on the property. The most important thing was that this politeness was not fake, he seemed sincere and that made it even more admirable.

Seth was making a mental note of every turn, counting the doors and the number of staircases. He knew this route will be an important part of his daily routine. After going through the third arch in a series of hallways they arrived to the great room. Seth's step faltered obviously impressed and overwhelmed by the display of wealth before him. The room was flooded in light coming from a multitude of skylights in the extremely high ceilings. He stepped on the gleaming oak flooring that you could see yourself on. Right in the center there was a double sided brick masonry fireplace, effectively dividing the room. The walls were painted in shades of light blue, cream and copper. On the side closest to them was a lounge area with a piano, guitars and several other instruments. Several brown leather chairs were scattered around that area.

To the opposite side of the lounge Seth observed a sitting area with four big dark brown leather sofas placed across from each other with a big square coffee table right in the middle. The wall looking out to the pool and the garden consisted of a series of glass sliding doors, this allowed for the outside to mix with the inside making the room even more breathtaking. Through the glass the views of the landscape were magical, what had nothing to do with magic was the two men roughhousing in the pool. They were splashing and doing cannonballs that were more fit for ten year olds.

"Those are Felix and James, whatever you do try to stay away from them; they are pricks and have a very unhealthy appetite for subs." Warned Edward with disgust etched on his features, directed at the two rowdy wolves.

"Fuck the doors are open; let's get you out of here before they catch a whiff of your scent." Unfortunately it was too late, one of them had noticed Seth's presence and walked inside with total disregard to the fact he was dripping wet.

"What do we have here? Fresh meat. James get in here, Jake got a new sub!" Called Felix while eyeing Seth with cruel dark eyes.

"Man another one; some guys have all the luck." Said James as he got out of the pool and motioned to follow his friend.

"Stay right there James, don't follow this moron in here. Felix get out of here you're getting the floor all wet!" Screamed Edward while pulling Seth away from Felix's prying eyes.

"C'mon don't take him away, what the heck, he is already limping I'm sure his welcome was very memorable." Said Felix while laughing mockingly.

"Not as memorable as getting your nose broken on your first night here, Jacob really did a number on his face." Seth's bruises were taking longer to fade than usual, which granted him a multicolor face.

"Ed why don't you go back to the kitchen where you belong and leave this sub with us for a little while. We'll like to give him a just fucked face." Said Felix as James stood beside him.

"Jacob ordered me to train him, while under my responsibility you're not laying a finger on him. I don't want to get in trouble with Jake."

"You're such a party pooper Ed." Edward rushed to go through the great room with Seth in tow. They were almost through when a loud whistle called their attention.

"We just want the sub to see what's waiting for him." They had stripped and were holding their cocks. Seth's sharp intake of air was the only evidence of the fear he felt at the obvious threat.

"You're a pair of perverted morons." Commented Edward as he resumed their escape.

"Those two are the biggest assholes you'll ever meet. The only reason they have not been demoted and sent far away from here is that they are two of Jacob's oldest friend and Billy prefers to keep them here where he can supervise them. William, Jacob's father, is the most decent person you will meet in this house. Unlike those two he would never lay a finger on you, unlike his own son, he would never hurt you.

Seth had not even seen the man Edward spoke about. The man who spent a small fortune to buy him just so his son could torture him. At last they reached the kitchen. Seth didn't even notice, getting distracted for the first time since leaving the room. The fear of the two wolves he just saw was very vivid inside him. He was well aware that they presented a huge threat against his ass and even his life. He knew his master wouldn't be thrilled with him showing up to his room after being raped by the pair of perverted morons as Edward named them.

They entered the kitchen through a side door that was destined as a service door. On the opposite wall he could see a double door that lead to the butler's pantry and invariably a formal dining room. Seth could feel the heat emanating from the large pots cooking on one of the stoves and smell the enticing aroma that was mixed in the air with scents of fruits and spices. His mouth watered and his stomach grumbled once more. Edward made haste getting a bowl from the pantry to fill it with the contents of one of the pots. The aroma was amazing and Seth rubbed his hands together in anticipation. It was some type of beef soup with carrots and potatoes. The sub couldn't wait to sink his teeth into the dish but as luck may have it, he would not get to.

Two men walked through the same door they had crossed just a minute before, halting their movement as soon as they saw him. In a learned action that seemed so automatic it looked like a reflex, Seth sank to his knees submissively in front of the two men. He wouldn't look up at them but could feel their eyes on him.

"You two have to wait, I'm getting Jake's lunch out first." Edward huffed in annoyance at the new arrivals. Seth could feel his hope for a hot meal disappear as the pair stood to each side of him.

"Is this his new sub?" Asked the taller one who at that point stood on his right.

"Yea Quil, pathetic little dog isn't he?" Answered Edward.

"I think he is kind of cute, he looks like swee'pea." Said the wolf on the left.

"That's just because of the bald head; you know how Jake insists that they have shaved heads." Answered Quil.

"I know, what's the deal with that? Asked Alec while running the tips of his fingers over Seth's head. In a way it was like he was petting him, treating him like a dog. Seth stood very still resisting the urge to flinch at the touch.

"Jake is kind of strange sometimes; just ponder on the fact that he has been offered the best of what this world has to offer and he still prefers these pathetic creatures." Explained Quil, with a strange sadness in his voice.

"He smells fucking good though. I'm getting hard just standing next to him."

"Fuck Alex that's messed up, I so didn't need to know that." Said Edward with sincere disgust in his voice.

"Do you think Jake would mind if I had some fun with him, it will only take me a minute."

"Believe me we all know it only takes you a minute to pop." Quil's voice was not sad anymore, it was more like dark humor and something else that he masked very well. Seth knew there was something very odd about that specific wolf but couldn't put his finger on it. His best guess was that he had unrequited feelings for his new master.

"Fuck you Quil! You know what I mean." Alex grabbed Seth's arm roughly pulling him up like he was a rag doll.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Jake doesn't share his subs unless he is planning to dispose of them. He just got this one so that's hardly the case. Anyway he is my responsibility right now and you are not going to touch him!" Said Edward angrily. Alex let go of Seth's arm and walked to the kitchen island sitting on one of the stools with Quil by his side.

"Ed you are a great cook but too much of an asshole." Stated Alex grumpily.

"Tell it to somebody who cares." Answered Edward dryly.

During the exchange Edward had managed to place all the food on a silver tray, a display worthy of a king with stew, warm rolls with butter, dessert and cold milk. "Here make haste if you don't want your master to break something else. Quil I need to stay here and get Billy's lunch ready, do you mind walking Seth back to the room? I'm not sure if he knows the way yet."

"Sure Ed, save me some food, I'll be right back." Seth walked behind Quil who allowed the door to almost slam the tray out of Seth's hands. Thankfully that had happened to him before and he was able to wait until Quil went through and turned around to push the door open using his body. They had not taken ten steps when they encountered Felix and James.

"Is this a fucking relay? Look James, now he changed baby sitter."

"Hey Quil are you just going to take him back without even getting a blow job from the new pup?"

"Dickheads, wasn't it enough that the last time Jake caught you fucking his sub he threw you in the dungeon for a month?" Asked Quil looking at the pair with a mix of disgust and apathy.

"It was worth it, we double teamed that sub like you have no idea." The two friends laughed heartily and high fived each other.

"It was a shame that when we got out Jake had killed him for being a whore." Added James

"At least he gave some of us a few rounds with him before breaking his neck." Teased Quil. Until that moment Seth had been sure Quil was a good guy but listening to him bragging about fucking a sub before he was killed, destroyed any respect Seth may have had for the wolf. Not that it mattered since Seth's opinion didn't count and he would mostly run with the same luck.

"Don't remind us, we even asked him why instead of killing him he didn't give him to us. You know what the big jerk said? That he was not a monster and killing him was more humane."

"Sucks to be you, I guess you can go back to screwing each other."

"We don't screw each other." Exclaimed James indignant.

"Sure, sure, be careful guys don't step on that bullshit. Sub, move; the food is getting cold." He motioned for Seth to follow him and took off down the hallway that lead to the great room.

They walked in silence until they reached the stairs. "What's your name?" Seth remained silent not having been given permission to speak.

"Are you deaf or stupid? I asked you a question." Quil turned slightly to look at Seth who just kept walking silently while moving his head in negation.

"Fuck I always forget I need to give you authorization to speak. Answer me."

"Seth" answered the sub in an almost imperceptible voice.

"Well Seth, what you heard back there is true, try to stir clear of those two at all costs. They will take you without giving it a second thought. If you can't avoid it and they have their way with you, run to the shower in your room or the one in the basement. Get rid of their scent the best you can. That may prolong your life a little bit." Seth nodded in appreciation perplexed as to why this wolf who was as cruel as all the others was giving him advice.

In no time they arrived to the master's chambers and Quil opened the door before turning around and walking in the other direction without even taking a glance at him. Seth walked in as quietly as he could placing the tray on the small dining table in the room and proceeding to set the table with the contents from the tray.

"About time you got here! I'm starving. What the hell took you so long?" the question was rhetorical since he didn't expect or cared for an answer. He pranced toward the sub who was kneeling by the wall and scented the air around him trying to detect the scent of any other dominant.

"You managed to get back without getting fucked, impressive. Most subs are nothing but whores, disgusting creatures with no self-control. Just know that the day I detect the scent of another dominant on you will be the last day of your miserable existence." Seth had to laugh internally at the absurdity of his master's words. He would be killed if found to have been attacked by any other dominant. Like he had a choice, it was not like he could just say no. If he even tried to refuse he would be killed, it was a lose-lose situation for him. Any way he looked at it he would end up getting killed.

Jacob sat down to enjoy his lunch without a care in world. "Give me your bowl, dog"

With his mouth full he turned on his chair to look at the slave who knelt behind him nervously pressing the palm of his hands to his thighs. "You don't have a bowl, what did you expect, to eat from my plate? Fuck you, stay hungry for all I care."

Seth made a mental note to ask Edward for a bowl when he went to return the tray. At least he had remembered to feed him, but it was most unfortunate he couldn't do It, because the food smelled mouthwatering delicious. Just like he did at breakfast he ate every crumb in front of him. Seth hoped that at least a few particles of food would fall on the floor from where he could eat them when his master wasn't looking. No such luck as Jake didn't waste one bit of food.

"Come to bed." Seth removed his clothes before he was subjected to his master's desires once more.

The afternoon passed in the same fashion as the morning with Seth keeping himself busy making sure the room was spotless. He was counting the minutes until dinner time; the water he had been drinking to keep the hunger pains at bay wasn't doing much for him. Luckily dinner was less than an hour away. He discreetly followed his master's movement within the room as he went in the bathroom only to emerge with a button up shirt instead of the t-shirt he had been wearing until that moment.

"On Wednesdays I have dinner with my father, come here so I can chain you before I leave." The chain clicked and Jacob exited the room. As soon as his master left Seth collapsed on the floor bringing his knees to his chest and crying quietly. He couldn't remember if he had ever been so hungry before. The idea of going to sleep on an empty stomach once more made him silently wish for the next morning to find him dead.

Several hours later Jacob came in the room making Seth get up and on his knees. The master unlocked his slave's chain and took him to bed where he fucked him twice before calling it a night. The next morning the same routine as the day before was repeated with the only difference being that while getting out of the shower Seth felt so lightheaded he fell on his knees hitting the cold floor hard. After gathering himself he walked out of the bathroom making an effort to steady himself before his master would notice. Luckily for him Jacob didn't notice, but what was not lucky at all was that he ate all his breakfast without even noticing his slave as he knelt behind him holding his bowl with his shaking hands.

At lunchtime they had a surprise visit by an older man. Even though he looked to be in his twenties he had a dignified appearance that made him look older. Jacob brought his eyes up from his food to greet the newcomer. "Hello father and to what do I owe this honor?" Asked Jacob sincerely and visibly happy.

"Well I wanted to check the merchandise I paid so much money for." Said Billy looking at Seth with a kind expression on his face.

"He is not the worse you ever bought, he is not the best either. At least he has been well trained."

"Hopefully he will last longer than the last few you had."

"Those were imbeciles father, they were either sick whores or wimpy babies that cried about everything." At the worst possible moment Seth's body betrayed him, he squeezed his eyes shut trying to make the room stop spinning but to no avail. He felt as his body began to sway unable to control it. He panicked oh God please no, not now he prayed silently as the room got darker and darker.

"Son, he looks sick"

"He was fine a minute ago." Answered Jake without even bothering to look back.

"No son, he looks like he is going to pass out. Did you feed him?"

"Hahaha I guess I forgot." Jacob's laughter was filled with contempt towards the sub and nerves for being caught.

"Damn it son, these things are harder to come by every day. You have no idea how much money I had to pay for him. At least make an effort to take care of it. I swear one of these days I'll get tired of indulging you. When that happens your only options will be to find yourself a mate or pay for the slaves yourself. That is if you can even find one to buy, in case you haven't heard there is a shortage of subs."

"But dad…" No trace of his usual arrogance in Jake's voice or demeanor.

"I don't want to hear it!"

"Do you give this much shit to Carlos and Sam?"

"That's beside the point; don't try to take blame off you. You are not the victim here; the only victim is this unfortunate creature who was cursed with the devil's own luck. The fact is that I'm a businessman and your irresponsibility is not good for business."

"But I'm not one of your businesses I'm your son."

"You don't really want me to tell you my opinion of you right now."

"Yes I do" Challenged Jacob.

"Son I will never understand your sick obsession with the submissives. It's demeaning and disgusting. In all aspects of your life you are the perfect son, loving, hardworking and respectful. Unfortunately right now I cannot even think about any of the many good characteristics you have and all because I'm asking myself where I went wrong. What did I do to make you into the vile cruel creature in front of me right now?" At these hard words Jacob rubbed his eyes in disbelief; his expression was one of dull emptiness that tried to mask the heavy emotions that his father's harsh words provoked in him.

"How can you bear to live with yourself knowing you are starving another living creature to death?" Billy shook in anger as he took the rest of his son's sandwich and slammed against Seth's hands.

"Eat!" Seth's hands shook as he held the half eaten sandwich. He was between a rock and a hard place, if he obeyed Billy, Jacob would be pissed. If he ignored Billy and remained true to his master, Billy would be pissed. He had no way of winning this one but of one thing he was certain, he was starving and if either decision could grant him punishment at least he will be punished on a full stomach. He took one bite feeling a sharp cold pain in his jaw as he began to chew. He swallowed loudly before taking another bite and another until the food disappeared.

"Now son, I know that as soon as I leave this room you will punish him for eating the food I gave him."

"You bet father, his allegiance is with me, I'm his master, not you." Answered Jacob his anger almost to the point of no return.

"The only reason you are his master is because I say you are. I travelled south to the auctions, I paid for him, it's my signature on his papers. Me, me, me only me, not you! His main allegiance is with me, you just benefit from him. Get it in your thick head and know that if you kill this one I'm not buying you another one. I'll not keep buying you toys if you are not going to take care of them. Understood?"

"Yes father." Grumbled Jake as his father exited the room; he knew his father was not one to cast empty threats. Billy meant every word he said, every humiliating painful word that escaped his mouth was true.

"Idiot! You did this on purpose, you had to go and make a spectacle of yourself in front of my father. Thanks to you my father lost the little respect he had for me." Without another word Jake's fist collided with Seth's abdomen making him wince in pain. He continued punishing his stomach until all the recently eaten food came back out all over the floor.

"Now since you were so eager to obey somebody who was not your master you will get to enjoy your lunch again. Eat, you wanted food go ahead I want this floor to shine." Jake's pushed the sub's head against the door his nose breaking as it made contact with the tile. Seth slowly ate the pre-digested food while struggling to breathe through his bleeding schnoz.

"Now strip" The sub removed all his clothes, his heart skipped a beat when he saw his master walk toward him holding a thick leather belt. He knew what was coming. Before he could even mentally prepare himself he felt the stinging pain of the first strike. Each following one worse than the previous one. Jacob hit him with all his might until Seth's copper skin was covered in welts and painful red marks.

"That will show you, bitch."