The next morning, Castiel sat up and yawned before rubbing his eyes and looking around.
"Where am I?"
He continued to observe his surroundings before he noticed a tall, heavy set man, probably in his mid-forties asleep with an arm wrapped around him.

"Fuck…"
Maximus heard him and pulled him closer.

"Lay back down with me, baby."
Castiel groaned before doing as he was told. Maximus began to kiss him again, but he managed to pull away.

"I have to go to work."
"No you don't."
"Yes I-"
"I called all your jobs and told them you quit."
"What?! WHY?!"
"I'm going to give you the money long before you'd have earned it from them."
"What…what about the car from the clothing shop? I have to take it ba-"
"I had someone take it back and paid Leigh a hefty bunch for the time. He could use it for that run down shop."
Castiel stared at Maximus.

"Wh…I don't…why did…"
"Being my company will be a full time job."
Castiel was at a loss for words. Maximus kissed him again before snaking his hand around and down between Castiel's legs. He massaged Castiel's sack as he kissed his back. Castiel tensed up.

"Hmm…you're really cute when you're scared."
Castiel closed his eyes, focusing on breathing while Maximus started to use his body again.

Hours later, Maximus got up to get dressed. He came back, smiling when he saw Castiel laying on the bed.

"Come here, baby."
Castiel looked over to him before looking back to the ceiling. A few seconds later he closed his eyes and took a deep breath before walking over to Maximus. The man smiled and wrapped his arms around Castiel, kissing him roughly as his servants entered the room. Castiel remembered he was naked and started to cover himself when Maximus spun him around again and pushed him back onto the bed.

"I'm here to do the measurements, sir," the servant, who was obviously a tailor, whispered.

"Alright. Just don't keep him too long. He's my company."
The tailor nodded before approaching Castiel, who nervously leaned away.

"Up up!"
Castiel looked from the tailor over to Maximus. The man smiled and nodded. The tailor took all of Castiel's measurements, writing notes on his clipboard before leaving the room. Almost immediately after, Maximus reappeared, smiling at the redhead on his bed.

"You don't have any clothes yet, so of course you'll be remaining here. Nobody other than me is to see your body."
"I do have clothes-"
"I threw those rags away. Winged Bone, was it? Atrocious surely enough. I cannot allow you to wear such hideous things."
Castiel frowned.

"Just give me my clothes and let me go home."
"Not if you want the cash."
Castiel paused before cursing to himself.

"I have to go eventually! I have to pay my boyfriend's rent until he is well again! I have other things to do!"
"Not anymore. I'll pay the rent and give you the cash, but you will stay here."
Castiel cursed loudly before pulling the covers back up over himself. Maximus sat next to him and began to rub his leg.

"It will be great!"

The tailor reappeared with a long rack of clothing.

"Here you are, sir."
"Thank you."
The tailor nodded as he hurried from the room, closing the door behind him. Maximus locked the door and walked back over to the bed. He yanked the covers back, exposing Castiel to the cool air in the room.

"You have clothes now."
"I don't care."
"Come see them."
"Why?"
"I want you to. My gift to you."
"No thanks."
He smirked before going over to Castiel and kissing him again.
"Come on."
He grabbed Castiel's hand and pulled him from the bed, leading him over to the rack.

"Come see."

Castiel folded his arms and frowned as Maximus held up outfit after outfit.

"Isn't this one nice?"
Castiel shrugged and looked away. Maximus smiled and hung up the outfit before taking off his jacket and shirt. He took off his belt, letting his pants fall to the floor as he approached Castiel.
"What are you doing?"
Maximus chuckled.

"Wrestling."
"Huh-"
He scooped Castiel up and laid him on the bed, using his belt to tie the boy's hands above his head to the corner of the bed. Castiel tugged at his restraints, cursing to himself as he realized they were too tight to escape. Maximus grinned at the sight.

"Now you're fully exposed. I have complete control. Isn't that great?"
Castiel frowned and said nothing. Maximus leaned down and began to kiss him, moving all around his neck and chest. He slid his fingers down between Castiel's legs and around to his bottom, sticking one of them into the hole. Castiel tightened up at first, but Maximus massaged his entrance until he loosened up enough for another finger. Maximus continued to work his fingers in one by one until he had an entire hand in.

"Who'd have thought you could take so much?"
By now, Castiel was trembling with pain and crying as he panted to catch his breath. Maximus smiled when he noticed Castiel's sweaty abs glistening in the sunset. He pushed his meat in as far as he could go and started to work it in and out as he traced Castiel's abs with his fingertips.

"Wait…wait!"
"What's wrong?"
"It hurts! Can I just take a break?"
Maximus kissed Castiel's cheek as he picked up his speed, slamming his boner into Castiel.
"Aah!"
"I know it feels good."
Castiel gripped the part of the headboard he was tied to as he screamed. Nearly a half hour later, Maximus finished and started to hug and kiss him.

"I have to go…"
"You can leave whenever you want, that is, if you don't want the money."
Castiel shook his head.

"The bathroom…"
"Oh."
Maximus undid Castiel's restraints before pointing him over to the master bathroom.

Castiel closed the door behind him before plopping down on the toilet. He buried his face in his hands as he sobbed.

"I have to get out of here."
"Castiel-"
He jumped when Maximus opened the door.

"Don't close doors baby."
Castiel glared at the man.

"I want to see everything."
He wrapped his arms around himself, looking away from Maximus. The man used his finger to turn Castiel's chin. They looked into each other's eyes.

"What's wrong, baby?"
Castiel looked down.

Maximus put his hands on Castiel's sides as he kissed the boy.

"You wanted some more? Okay. Whenever you're done we'll go again."
Castiel shook his head. If he left, he wouldn't get the money for Nathaniel's lung, and all of this would have been for nothing. If he stayed, he would suffer day in to day out. Nathaniel was worth it. He repeated this to himself for a while as he sat on the toilet.

Nearly an hour passed, and Maximus looked over to Castiel from the bed. He grinned before jumping up and hurrying to the bathroom.

"Ready for another round."
Castiel looked up at him with puffy red eyes and tear stained cheeks. He shook his head, but Maximus smiled at him.

"Of course you are."
He tried to wave Maximus's hands away as the man reached for him, but his attempts were futile, and soon he was being dragged back to the bed, leaving a trail of blood behind.