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I woke up to my hands bound to a small, twin sized bed. I looked around the small, square room that didn't look the least bit sanitary. I tried to yell out but I was gagged with some kind of cloth.I still couldn't fathom how I got into this mess. All I did was open my front door! I tried to slip out of my bonds, when the door opened.
A man walked in and I recognized him as the guy who won me in the auction. He had this smirk on his face like he was going to enjoy himself.
"Hello there, it's nice to see that you're awake. I'd ask for your name but you look a little tongue tied." He smiled at his own joke while I just rolled my eyes. He walked over and leaned against the wall. "I'll just tell you my name instead. A lot of the other kids here like to call me asshole or jackass, you will call me master, sir or Mr. Seldom."
I stared at the creep for a moment and then narrowed my eyes in disgust. Like hell I'd call anyone master, So I guess I'll just call him Mr., Bastard. Ya, that's I'll go with that and hope I don't get killed.
"Anyway, why don't I tell you why you're here? You're here because my demands are high and I need to satisfy my costumers. In the end, I had to resolve to and auction, not that I mind. I waited all night for something worth my wild, but nothing caught my eye. I was just about to give up on Blue Lily, when you came on stage, and just as you were just about to be sold, I saw you glare with such fire in your eyes that I just knew that you were the one that would be perfect."
I gave him my famous glare that I just couldn't help. Now that I really Thought about it, though, the name 'Seldom' rang a bell, a dusty, old bell, but still it rang. Then it hit me like a fright train. If this was the same Mr. Seldom that I was thinking of, then I was really screwed!
A few months back, I got a huge job to catch a good pic of a certain Mr. Seldom to go along with a newspaper entry. On the outside, he was a simple business man, but in reality, he was a sex slave owner. He'd go to an auction here and there, buy a kid or two, and then have them under drugs constantly. He was known fro the best and sexiest kids around. He also had this weird drug that's not even on the black market because he makes it himself. I never got the pic but I had a feeling that the rumors were true. The drug was designed to heighten the consumers senses by a good 200%, or so the rumors say.
But if you're given too much at once then nerves could be completely fried. As far as I've heard, that's only happened twice and the kids were hospitalized because since they couldn't feel anything, they could never tell if they're hurt or worse, so now they're stuck in the nurses care. That's the last thing i needed. I had to find a way out of there, but how? I was stumped on that one.
"Now, let's see how you react to a milligram of the drug, shall we?" He walked over to a tray by the bed that had a cover over it. When he removed the cover, I could see a few needles and a few different bottles with some liquids in them. 'I'm so screwed!'
He toke one of the bottles and stuck a needle into took out the tiniest douse. It must've pretty damn strong for such a little bit to cause so much effect. As he turned over to me, I started to trash around, but I couldn't really move that much. I was really fucked.
"Don't be like that. Just hold still and I won't miss." He grabbed my arm and held it still. The guy had some freaky strong grip. It reminded me of someone
'Asami.
It made me wonder it he was looking for me. The answer - probably. Will he find me . . . not likely. This was just one guy that even Asami couldn't go up against. He and I have both heard about the the rumors of Mr. Seldom and his underground work. There was just no way out of this one. It made me think of something else. With this in mind . . . would he even try?
Suoh and Krishma were standing nervously in front of their boss. They've never, in any other situation, seen him like this. Sure the boy's been in situation something like this one, but this had to be, by far, the worst.
They'd found nothing on the boy, after all, Blue Lily never kept any sort of record of what goes on in that shady place unless they can benefit. The boy wasn't even missing for an hour and he'd already been sold. Now, they were doing everything they could to find out who he was sold to. They could only imagine what kind of sick twisted pervert he was sold to. For they knew, the kid could be on his way to the other side of the world and they wouldn't even know it. They needed to find him and fast.
For the kids sake and their boss's sanity. He'd already shot three guys from the Blue Lily Plaza staff, trying to find his pet, but no such luck. Asami was going out of his mind looking for his kitten.
Earlier, Suoh made the mistake of asking Asami if he could just find a new pet and had almost lost his arm. Asami had turned suddenly and twisted his arm as Krishma looked in horror. Now, Asami was sitting at his desk in club Sion, his chin in his hands, thinking intently. Suddenly Asami stood up and made a gesture for them to follow him as he walked out the door.
"Krishma, get the car." Asami's voice was cold, but Krishma didn't argue and ran ahead to get the car.
"Asami-sama?" Suoh asked from behind as they walked down the hall. He stood the perfect distance back so if his boss lashed out again, he could dodge it.
"We're going straight to the manager of Blue Lily. It's time I found my pet." Suoh stopped in his tracks with his eyes as big as dinner plates. The manager of the Blue Lily Plaza was a scary ass guy that even Asami didn't want to bother with unless he came to Asami. That's happened once and it wasn't pretty. For Asami to go to him willingly, maybe the boy was more important to his boss than the toy they all thought he was.
It didn't take long for the drug to take effect. It was a pretty intense experience. The feeling of the bonds on my wrists were just annoying, but now they hurt like hell! The tiniest touch would either feel really good or hurt like hell, depending on the intention of the touch. It toke a lot to move too, and I could barely twitch my fingers. Seldom cut my bonds, which was a big relief and toke out my gag. It toke a lot to breathe too, and i couldn't see straight either.
"Well, it's a good thing that I tested it out on you before I sent you out to work. That's only stage 3B formula. Maybe I should start you out at 2A instead. What do you think?"
'There's more formulas and different types? this guy is seriously sick.'
He walked over to the tray and toke out another bottle which he put a new needled into. He came back over and the pain from just the needle going into my arm was unbearable.
"Don't worry, this will defuse the formula so your nerves aren't fried. Seeing as how most of my first timers pass out due to the relief so I'm just going to lock the door and we'll try again later. Sweet dreams." He walked out the door and my nerves settled down and I felt more comfortable. He was right, the relief felt so good that i passed out. my last thought was not what I would've expected, but it was how I felt.
"Asami, where are you?"
