Corey almost relished being back in his corner, having been carried and dumped roughly there by Vaas whilst still curled up, hugging his knees to his chest. He was alone, watching the silent pictures on the screens of the televisions, until a banging of a door announced Vaas' return. Corey shut his eyes and did his best to pretend to be asleep.

"I know you ain't sleeping, Menino." Vaas murmured. Corey opened his eyes with something of a jolt and a small gasp, barely audible, but Vaas seemed to hear it. He stood in the doorway, a smirk playing around his lips. "You feel that, huh. That's what I was talking about, amigo. You ain't gonna want to live without it." The pirate threw himself down on his mattresses and stretched out, wifebeater riding up to expose the muscles of his abdomen and the definition of his hipbones. Corey caught his eyes roaming over his owner and looked at the ground instead before Vaas could meet his gaze. He heard a knowing chuckle nonetheless. "What, you a fag? For real? Guess it's no surprise to me, Menino." Vaas sat up, legs crossed and one hand propping up his chin as he watched the boy cowering in the corner of his room. Corey stayed silent. It was safer that way. Vaas chuckled again, beckoning with a hand and a clicking of his tongue.

Corey obeyed instantly, this time knowing to sit before Vaas, recovering his folded-up position and aiming to make himself as small as possible. Vaas licked his lips. Killing always put him in the mood to fuck, and tonight was no exception. And it's what these slaves were bought and paid for, right? His curiosity and the stimulants running through his system got the better of him and he grabbed Corey by the chin, his hand darting out like a snake. He moved closer, pulling the terrified boy close and putting his lips to his ear. "What's wrong, Menino? Tell me what you want."

Unpredictably, even to Vaas, Corey let out a long, drawn-out whimper and squirmed in his owner's grip. Vaas couldn't help himself. He cackled with laughter. "Oh, oh I see now." He tugged the boy roughly, pulling him onto the mattresses and pinning him there with one large hand placed on his chest. He looked down and saw the tell-tale hardness forming in Corey's tattered jeans. "Holy shit. You..." He shook his head, a wicked grin forming on his lips, for once lost for words. He peered down at his hapless prey, having to admit that he was pretty fucking hard himself at this point. "Alright then."

He released Corey and straightened up, seeming to the boy to tower over him, a mass of muscle and scars and wicked blue eyes that pinned him in place. "You want it so bad? Then get it." Corey stared up at him, quivering for a moment, before reaching out a hand to the growing bulge in Vaas' jeans. Vaas struck him with the back of his hand. "Don't think I'm gonna play nice if you choose to go down this road, Menino. And don't think I'm not above beating you till you're bleeding if I don't think you're as good as you should be. And don't think you don't still need to fucking. Ask. Nicely."

Corey gulped and nodded, chewing on his full bottom lip anxiously.

"P-please."

"Please what, Menino. What do you want?"

"Please may I have... please may I have your cock." Corey's cheeks burned bright red, only serving to make Vaas that little bit more eager to be fucking that pretty little face. Vaas motioned.

"Be my guest." He sneered. Corey scrabbled hungrily at the belt buckle and fly lying between himself and his prize and, finding that Vaas wore no underwear, was quick to be united with it. He let out a little gasp and a moan, taking the thick length in one hand so he could lap at the head, suckling away the precum that had formed. Vaas took a sharp breath and pressed his hips forward. "What're you waiting for, slut." He growled, knotting his hands in Corey's hair and forcing his cock into the boy's hot mouth.

Both Corey and Vaas moaned in unison, Vaas' hips jerking slightly with the sheer pleasure of released anticipation, forcing the head further towards the back of Corey's mouth. The boy choked slightly. "Choking already? I want you to take that shit so far you can tongue my fucking balls." Vaas snarled, pushing the bleach blonde head down further. Corey struggled, trying to relax his throat and did as Vaas bid, inducing another throaty moan. "Fuck, yeah." Vaas groaned as Corey began to work his cock, running his lips and tongue up and down the long shaft. "You'd better get that shit wet, Menino." When Vaas finally pushed Cory away the length of his cock was glistening. "That's it. Now take off your fucking clothes."

Obediently Cory wriggled out of his jeans, revealing a pert little ass and his painfully hard cock, which Vaas nudged with his boot as he stood up. Corey yelped with the sudden pain to the hypersensitive area, making his owner laugh sharply. "Now get the fuck up against that wall. Hands against it. Perk that ass." His voice became dangerous and heavily laced with a sudden hunger. "I SAID FUCKING PERK IT!" A shuddering Corey did as he was bid and shut his eyes, waiting, the anticipation and desperation making his legs shake. Vaas gripped hold of his ass for a moment and slapped it sharply, tugging at his cock with the other hand. "That's it, Menino." He murmured as he positioned the head against Corey's asshole. "That's it..."

His words trailed off into a groan of pleasure as he pushed inside the younger boy, who stifled a yelp of pain as he was stretched past his limit. Vaas took hold of his hair again and thrust in up to the hilt, moaning as he began to slowly fuck the tight little hole. Corey bit his lip hard, tears coming to his eyes as Vaas' speed quickly increased. He whimpered and squirmed in agony, feeling Vaas' cock twitch in reaction. Fingers dug deeper into his ass in a bid to make him squeak, and he did so, but it quickly turned to a high-pitched moan which seemed to spur Vaas on even more.

After a while his owner seemed to grow bored and pulled out, examining the gape he had left Corey with and leaving another handprint on the boy's ass with a sharp, ringing slap. "On your back." Corey lay down and opened his legs, displaying himself even as his face burned with shame. Vaas pushed his knees back, tilting his hips so he could slip his cock back inside, his face contorting with pleasure as he began to pound what was his again. Corey threw his head back and moaned in ecstasy as Vaas' cock found his sweet spot. "Don't you fucking dare cum." His owner snarled, slamming his cock into the tight opening with a renewed ferocity. "Not yet. Not yet..." Vaas fumbled, wrapping a hand around Corey's cock and pumping it. "Now. Cum for me. Cum for me, you little bitch!"

As Corey's cock splashed cum from his stomach to his jawline he burrowed his nails into the mattress, screaming his owner's name. Vaas, taken completely by surprise by the renewed pleasure of Corey's ass clamping down on his cock and that sweet scream of his name, unloaded pump after pump of hot cum deep into Corey's ass. He burrowed his teeth hard into the delicate skin of the boy's shoulder, leaving it bitten near to bleeding as he growled out the last of his orgasm. Soon after he'd caught his breath, however, he pulled out, pulled up his jeans and rolled over. "Get in your fucking corner." he snapped, staring at one of the flickering screens. "I'm done with you."

Whimpering slightly as the pain returned, Corey tugged on his jeans and curled up in his nest of old food wrappers, biting back tears and burrowing his face in his arm. He listened and watched intently for any indication that Vaas would change his mind, his body aching from the exertions of the day. Though he fought against it, his eyelids drooped and finally closed, the darkness sending him spirally into an uneasy sleep.