Pets, not Slaves
The Wounds Grow In Size
Chapter 13
One of the demons laughs as he takes off my blind fold before throwing Alex and me into a cell. They attach my handcuffs to a chain in the wall, and laugh as they slam the gate closed.
I hear Alex whimper from across the cell. The poor boy is lying on the cold concrete ground, sweating so much it looks like he went swimming, panting so loudly I can't hear anything else.
A few minutes later Crowley walks in, smiling ear to ear.
"What do you want?" I growl, struggling against the chains.
"Right now a warm bath. Oh, you mean from you?" He laughs.
"I want to watch you... Suffer." He grins, unlocking the gate.
"Oh, poor... What's the slave's name?" He asks.
"Alexander. Now let me go." I demand.
"But the party just started! But we can't have fun if you keep talking." He laughs, clapping his hands before reaching in his back pocket and grabbing a dirty piece of cloth, laughing as he ties it around my mouth, using it like a gag.
"Oh, poor Alexander. That's a mouth full, what about Alex, or Lex." He says, pulling Alex's head up by his hair.
"No" Alex croaks.
"Lexxy. What about that? I like that." Crowley grins.
"He's had that in him... Nearly three hours? They usually start to beg and cry after two. Ready to beg?" Crowley asks Alex.
"Never." He moans, his breathing becoming even more ragged.
"Just holler when you change your mind." He sings, slamming and locking the gate behind him.
After a while Alex begs for Crowley to come back. Crowley unlocks the cell and steps back a few feet.
"Are you ready to beg."
"Fine. Just please." Alex pants.
"Oh no. You'll be calling me master now."
"Yes, master." Alex replies, his voice more strained each time he talks.
"What would you like?"
"For you to get this stupid ring thingy off me and what ever is in my ass out. Please, master." He says, finding the strength to sit up. I feel horrible that all I can do is watch.
"Come here." Crowley demands. Alex crawls to his feet.
"Kiss my feet. I want you to kiss my shoes and beg me over and over and over." He says, an evil grin on his face as he looks down at Alex. Alex must be suffering a lot to do what he says, since he would rather die than be told what to do.
I watch in disgust as Alex kisses his shoes, begging Crowley to help him. The worst part is hearing Alex call him master.
"Oh, Jack doesn't seem to like this very much." Crowley laughs.
"Hmmm. Nah, your not crying or screaming. I'll take it out in maybe an hour." Crowley says before walking away.
"No no please!! Please I beg you!! I will do anything master, please just help me!" He yells, now sobbing. Crowley turns around and laughs.
"Why should I?" He asks.
"You hate Jack, not me. I didn't do anything to you." He says.
"But you're human. It doesn't matter." He says.
"Master, I don't know what else to say. I beg you, please help me." Alex cries.
Crowley picks Alex up and ties his hand cuffs to a rope hanging from the celling.
"Oh, wow. This is the electronic ring. It would squeeze your dick so hard it would fall off before it let you come." Crowley says cheerfully. He gets down on his knees and looks up at a pale sweaty Alex.
He drags the tip of his pinky finger across Alex's length, making it ooze more pre-cum.
"Oh... This must be terrible agony. Tell me Lexxy, what does it feel like?" He asks.
"Please master, take it off. It hurts so badly." Alex sobs. Crowley bends down and touches the tip of his tongue to Alex's length, making Alex scream. I can't stand it anymore. I struggle against the chains, but it's no use. There's nothing I can do.
"You're making it tighter it hurts! Please please please stop!" He sobs. He screams again as Crowley torments him over and over and over again.
"I'll be back in a few." Crowley whispers in Alex's ear, standing up and leaving the dungeon. Alex lies outside the cage for what seems like hours, but what I count to be only 15 minutes, screaming and crying, begging for Crowley to come back. He shakes in fright when he finally does.
"Such a cute slave." He whispers, touching Alex's face.
"I want to have some fun." He whispers in Alex's ear, but loud enough for me to hear.
For the next two or three hours, the room is filled with Alex's screams and cries, and him begging for Crowley to stop. From dildos to vibrators, Crowley had it all and was torturing Alex, who could do nothing but plead and sob. But the ring runs out of power, loosens, and Crowley's fun is over. He picks Alex up and throws him on top of me before slamming the gate closed and leaving. He doesn't have the strength to move, so I let him lie there on my lap, and watch him fall asleep.
One of the demons laughs as he takes off my blind fold before throwing Alex and me into a cell. They attach my handcuffs to a chain in the wall, and laugh as they slam the gate closed.
I hear Alex whimper from across the cell. The poor boy is lying on the cold concrete ground, sweating so much it looks like he went swimming, panting so loudly I can't hear anything else.
A few minutes later Crowley walks in, smiling ear to ear.
"What do you want?" I growl, struggling against the chains.
"Right now a warm bath. Oh, you mean from you?" He laughs.
"I want to watch you... Suffer." He grins, unlocking the gate.
"Oh, poor... What's the slave's name?" He asks.
"Alexander. Now let me go." I demand.
"But the party just started! But we can't have fun if you keep talking." He laughs, clapping his hands before reaching in his back pocket and grabbing a dirty piece of cloth, laughing as he ties it around my mouth, using it like a gag.
"Oh, poor Alexander. That's a mouth full, what about Alex, or Lex." He says, pulling Alex's head up by his hair.
"No" Alex croaks.
"Lexxy. What about that? I like that." Crowley grins.
"He's had that in him... Nearly three hours? They usually start to beg and cry after two. Ready to beg?" Crowley asks Alex.
"Never." He moans, his breathing becoming even more ragged.
"Just holler when you change your mind." He sings, slamming and locking the gate behind him.
After a while Alex begs for Crowley to come back. Crowley unlocks the cell and steps back a few feet.
"Are you ready to beg."
"Fine. Just please." Alex pants.
"Oh no. You'll be calling me master now."
"Yes, master." Alex replies, his voice more strained each time he talks.
"What would you like?"
"For you to get this stupid ring thingy off me and what ever is in my ass out. Please, master." He says, finding the strength to sit up. I feel horrible that all I can do is watch.
"Come here." Crowley demands. Alex crawls to his feet.
"Kiss my feet. I want you to kiss my shoes and beg me over and over and over." He says, an evil grin on his face as he looks down at Alex. Alex must be suffering a lot to do what he says, since he would rather die than be told what to do.
I watch in disgust as Alex kisses his shoes, begging Crowley to help him. The worst part is hearing Alex call him master.
"Oh, Jack doesn't seem to like this very much." Crowley laughs.
"Hmmm. Nah, your not crying or screaming. I'll take it out in maybe an hour." Crowley says before walking away.
"No no please!! Please I beg you!! I will do anything master, please just help me!" He yells, now sobbing. Crowley turns around and laughs.
"Why should I?" He asks.
"You hate Jack, not me. I didn't do anything to you." He says.
"But you're human. It doesn't matter." He says.
"Master, I don't know what else to say. I beg you, please help me." Alex cries.
Crowley picks Alex up and ties his hand cuffs to a rope hanging from the celling.
"Oh, wow. This is the electronic ring. It would squeeze your dick so hard it would fall off before it let you come." Crowley says cheerfully. He gets down on his knees and looks up at a pale sweaty Alex.
He drags the tip of his pinky finger across Alex's length, making it ooze more pre-cum.
"Oh... This must be terrible agony. Tell me Lexxy, what does it feel like?" He asks.
"Please master, take it off. It hurts so badly." Alex sobs. Crowley bends down and touches the tip of his tongue to Alex's length, making Alex scream. I can't stand it anymore. I struggle against the chains, but it's no use. There's nothing I can do.
"You're making it tighter it hurts! Please please please stop!" He sobs. He screams again as Crowley torments him over and over and over again.
"I'll be back in a few." Crowley whispers in Alex's ear, standing up and leaving the dungeon. Alex lies outside the cage for what seems like hours, but what I count to be only 15 minutes, screaming and crying, begging for Crowley to come back. He shakes in fright when he finally does.
"Such a cute slave." He whispers, touching Alex's face.
"I want to have some fun." He whispers in Alex's ear, but loud enough for me to hear.
For the next two or three hours, the room is filled with Alex's screams and cries, and him begging for Crowley to stop. From dildos to vibrators, Crowley had it all and was torturing Alex, who could do nothing but plead and sob. But the ring runs out of power, loosens, and Crowley's fun is over. He picks Alex up and throws him on top of me before slamming the gate closed and leaving. He doesn't have the strength to move, so I let him lie there on my lap, and watch him fall asleep.
Notes
MERRY MOTHER FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So my mom is the only one in my family who celebrates Christmas ((we celebrate Hankukkah)) and since we're at her house we got Christmas gifts. I got a new guitar, converse, head phones, and a TON of art supplies.
Sadly I can't wear my converse because my knees have gotten so bad that I can't walk a mile without crying :/ so I'm starting PT soon. Oh, and you guys should look up a band called New Years Day. They're amazing, and the main singer is a ((really hawt)) girl.
ESCAPE THE FATE IS PLAYING WARPED TOUR I'M SO HAPPY OMFG!!!!!!!!!!
I'm glad to know this story's gonna go on :) I know authors have their own busy lives as well so, thank you!
5/21/15