The journey
Title: They Journey, Book One: Save Me
Beta: FictionFreak15 <---my soul <3
Rating: Nc-17
Length: about 1500 words
Disclaimer: none of this is mine, other than: some OCs and the plot
Summary: Kris' world is shaken by a beautiful man in a dream. Now Kris must rescue him from the horrors of his past and tormentor of the present.
WARNINGS: This is a dark fic! There are abusive relationships, non-con, dub-con, drug use and other forms of deep pain. Do not read if you are soft hearted. sorry :C
Chapter 14
Adam awoke to sirens. His heart lurched and began racing as he was jerked from his dreams and tossed carelessly into the real world. The door to his greenhouse was being kicked in and the door was shaking on its hinges, ready to fall off at any moment.
How?...This…this is my place! How does anyone know about it?
What did I say? You’re transformation comes with a price. You are still Lucé’s husband but you…you don’t keep any secrets. He’s coming to get you, sleeping beauty. You’ve been out for three days.
The door gave one more good shake, then a crack, as it swung off the wall towards the newly transformed body. Adam shrieked and scrambled as the hard, white painted wood flew towards his face. He ended up in the corner holding his knees, praying that Lucé would just kill him quickly. Praying that it wouldn’t hurt as bad as he always imagined it.
Use your new body. You can be in control. You can stand up!
“Kitten…There you are.” The words were bitten off sharply as the tall man towered over Adam. The fury in his eyes had enough power to burn someone from the inside out. “We need to go home. Master’s been worried about his dear pet.”
No…n-no he’s not…He just wants to use me…
See? You can do this! Fight him! Get out!
Adam looked up past the lengthy bangs that framed his face; his new defiant eyes shining in the light of twilight. He stood up tall, even though he wasn’t as tall as Lucé and held his gaze of rebellion. The taller man looked stunned beyond belief. He didn’t acknowledge the new spirit through his voice, but his eyes had lost some luster; effectively gaining fear. Turning around the cops were dismissed by a cool, calm voice. The cops shuffled out of the room, believing all danger was gone now that the couple was reunited.
Once the door closed, furious eyes attacked Adam’s soul again.
There was a loud crack as Lucé slapped Adam’s face, sending him into the wall. His new, long hair was gripped tightly by his husband and tugged until he was in a bowing position. “I leave for a month and you just think that it’s ok to break all of the rules? You change everything about yourself, everything! That will not do.”
Adam had been focusing on his panic and had not been paying close enough attention. He hadn’t felt Lucé pawing at his pants until a finger pressed into his tight, unpreped hole. Gasping, Adam tried to pull away, earning a full yank on his hair that his husband griped tightly. Lucé didn’t wait for the fight to last long. He quickly freed himself and jerked a few times until he was hard. To his delight, Adam wasn’t stretched properly at all, and the penetration caused immediate tears and cries to erupt from his lover. The body beneath him began to shake and tremble with sobs of agony and pleas of freedom.
This…this is what happens when you don’t fight. We have to fight this! We have to get away!
Adam’s internal battle mixed with the pain from his ass destroyed him. Caving, he fell, completely giving in and not knowing what to do. He did, however, know how to moan right and take it. The pounding in his ass and grunts of pleasure ensured that.
“Oh…oh god…please more…please…”
“That’s it, Kitten…take it harder…take it faster…”
His ass was torn and burning. The salty precome leaked in and out of his hole as the hard slicked cock did. Adam knew that it wasn’t lube that his master was slicked with either. The pain began to take over. The room began to spin and pieces began to fade away like holes burning into his vision. He couldn’t let himself black out; he had to hang on. So the raven haired man did everything he could to quicken his situation; even if that meant more pain.
Adam clenched his hole and hissed from the pain it caused, knowing his husband would love the feel and sound. He pushed out of his bowing position and leaned back into his man’s chest so the cock would nestle deeper into his broken body.
“Oh…Kitten…so enthusiastic are we?” Wickedness dripped off of the words that slipped from Lucé’s lips.
“Yes, Master…punish me. Oh…oh, oh, oh…hurt your kitten please…”
Adam was burning a deep red color on his checks that ran down his neck and spread lightly along his chest. He knew his master would love this, and he knew that it was necessary. At the same time, he felt ashamed that he had become a whore for his master and that he would do anything to get his master to come in his ass and be done.
Moaning louder than ever, Adam began to work his ass onto Lucé’s cock, pulling it in, clenching down and moving his hips in an evil seductive way. His husband would never last long like that.
Lucé surprised the boy by pushing him and picking him up. He threw him into the wall and grabbed his legs; an accusing glare was cast his way. “I know what you are doing. I will not please you, Kitten. I have a surprise for you actually.” The man reached forward and grabbed Adam’s left wrist. With a quick yank he pulled the wedding ban off of his man’s finger. Then, he roughly pushed his pet onto his back and straddled his chest.
Hold on…we can do this…we can.
Lucé’s cock was red, though not all was his arousal, when he began to fist his cock in Adam’s face. I know what he’s going to do. This, you can do hun…ok? Ok.-
“W-wait…” A set of hands grabbed Adam’s ankles and placed them on broad, muscular shoulders. Fingers probed his hole and a shiver passed through Adam as he tried to get a hold of his situation. All thoughts came to a screaming halt when he heard a smooth voice.
“I heard you wronged your husband, pup. That’s punishable by death. But, I am a generous man. Your ass is now the property of Dimitri. You will service the clubs VIP, and you will obey everything I say. Are we clear?”
Babe…I love you…we love you, you love you. But…but it’s time you picked your battles. Go with him. We’ll gain our strength and we will get out I promise. But for now, we have to bide our time, lovie. Just hold on.
All hope fled from Adam as those last thoughts left him. He felt the head of two cocks slid into his body and he took them. Working them both with all his might by licking, sucking, rocking and clenching.
I’m such a whore…even my subconscious has left me.
Glassy, filled eyes looked up at Lucé, his former master and lover. He had been so cruel, yet, Adam was drawn to the man. He came first into Adam’s mouth as Adam suckled every bit down. Like a good whore. He licked and sucked the head of the softening cock as his new warden filled him up. Without a condom, Adam had fear of illnesses but welcomed any that would rescue him from his fate. My transformation…it meant nothing.
The tears spilled over once both men slipped out of the poor boy’s aching body and pulled him upright on his knees. They wanted a show, and Adam would give it to them. Like a fluid robot, Adam touched himself and moaned until his dick was hard and leaking. He sucked two fingers in his mouth until both digits were slick, then reached back and inserted them into his abused cavity. Tears flodded from the pain, and he worked twice as hard to please himself. Finally, after what felt like hours, he came hard, thinking of brown hair and loving brown eyes.
I’m so sorry…I let you down…
The tears wouldn’t stop even as Lucé dressed him and changed out his collar for Dimitri’s. They continued on as a leash was attached, and he was yanked upright and dragged into a car. They continued as he was brought to the club, stripped, whipped and chained to the dais.
This is my life. My new prison…It’s his fault. If he never gave me hope, I would never be here. Goodbye life. Goodbye hope…and goodbye…Kris Allen.
Beta: FictionFreak15 <---my soul <3
Rating: Nc-17
Length: about 1500 words
Disclaimer: none of this is mine, other than: some OCs and the plot
Summary: Kris' world is shaken by a beautiful man in a dream. Now Kris must rescue him from the horrors of his past and tormentor of the present.
WARNINGS: This is a dark fic! There are abusive relationships, non-con, dub-con, drug use and other forms of deep pain. Do not read if you are soft hearted. sorry :C
Chapter 14
Adam awoke to sirens. His heart lurched and began racing as he was jerked from his dreams and tossed carelessly into the real world. The door to his greenhouse was being kicked in and the door was shaking on its hinges, ready to fall off at any moment.
How?...This…this is my place! How does anyone know about it?
What did I say? You’re transformation comes with a price. You are still Lucé’s husband but you…you don’t keep any secrets. He’s coming to get you, sleeping beauty. You’ve been out for three days.
The door gave one more good shake, then a crack, as it swung off the wall towards the newly transformed body. Adam shrieked and scrambled as the hard, white painted wood flew towards his face. He ended up in the corner holding his knees, praying that Lucé would just kill him quickly. Praying that it wouldn’t hurt as bad as he always imagined it.
Use your new body. You can be in control. You can stand up!
“Kitten…There you are.” The words were bitten off sharply as the tall man towered over Adam. The fury in his eyes had enough power to burn someone from the inside out. “We need to go home. Master’s been worried about his dear pet.”
No…n-no he’s not…He just wants to use me…
See? You can do this! Fight him! Get out!
Adam looked up past the lengthy bangs that framed his face; his new defiant eyes shining in the light of twilight. He stood up tall, even though he wasn’t as tall as Lucé and held his gaze of rebellion. The taller man looked stunned beyond belief. He didn’t acknowledge the new spirit through his voice, but his eyes had lost some luster; effectively gaining fear. Turning around the cops were dismissed by a cool, calm voice. The cops shuffled out of the room, believing all danger was gone now that the couple was reunited.
Once the door closed, furious eyes attacked Adam’s soul again.
There was a loud crack as Lucé slapped Adam’s face, sending him into the wall. His new, long hair was gripped tightly by his husband and tugged until he was in a bowing position. “I leave for a month and you just think that it’s ok to break all of the rules? You change everything about yourself, everything! That will not do.”
Adam had been focusing on his panic and had not been paying close enough attention. He hadn’t felt Lucé pawing at his pants until a finger pressed into his tight, unpreped hole. Gasping, Adam tried to pull away, earning a full yank on his hair that his husband griped tightly. Lucé didn’t wait for the fight to last long. He quickly freed himself and jerked a few times until he was hard. To his delight, Adam wasn’t stretched properly at all, and the penetration caused immediate tears and cries to erupt from his lover. The body beneath him began to shake and tremble with sobs of agony and pleas of freedom.
This…this is what happens when you don’t fight. We have to fight this! We have to get away!
Adam’s internal battle mixed with the pain from his ass destroyed him. Caving, he fell, completely giving in and not knowing what to do. He did, however, know how to moan right and take it. The pounding in his ass and grunts of pleasure ensured that.
“Oh…oh god…please more…please…”
“That’s it, Kitten…take it harder…take it faster…”
His ass was torn and burning. The salty precome leaked in and out of his hole as the hard slicked cock did. Adam knew that it wasn’t lube that his master was slicked with either. The pain began to take over. The room began to spin and pieces began to fade away like holes burning into his vision. He couldn’t let himself black out; he had to hang on. So the raven haired man did everything he could to quicken his situation; even if that meant more pain.
Adam clenched his hole and hissed from the pain it caused, knowing his husband would love the feel and sound. He pushed out of his bowing position and leaned back into his man’s chest so the cock would nestle deeper into his broken body.
“Oh…Kitten…so enthusiastic are we?” Wickedness dripped off of the words that slipped from Lucé’s lips.
“Yes, Master…punish me. Oh…oh, oh, oh…hurt your kitten please…”
Adam was burning a deep red color on his checks that ran down his neck and spread lightly along his chest. He knew his master would love this, and he knew that it was necessary. At the same time, he felt ashamed that he had become a whore for his master and that he would do anything to get his master to come in his ass and be done.
Moaning louder than ever, Adam began to work his ass onto Lucé’s cock, pulling it in, clenching down and moving his hips in an evil seductive way. His husband would never last long like that.
Lucé surprised the boy by pushing him and picking him up. He threw him into the wall and grabbed his legs; an accusing glare was cast his way. “I know what you are doing. I will not please you, Kitten. I have a surprise for you actually.” The man reached forward and grabbed Adam’s left wrist. With a quick yank he pulled the wedding ban off of his man’s finger. Then, he roughly pushed his pet onto his back and straddled his chest.
Hold on…we can do this…we can.
Lucé’s cock was red, though not all was his arousal, when he began to fist his cock in Adam’s face. I know what he’s going to do. This, you can do hun…ok? Ok.-
“W-wait…” A set of hands grabbed Adam’s ankles and placed them on broad, muscular shoulders. Fingers probed his hole and a shiver passed through Adam as he tried to get a hold of his situation. All thoughts came to a screaming halt when he heard a smooth voice.
“I heard you wronged your husband, pup. That’s punishable by death. But, I am a generous man. Your ass is now the property of Dimitri. You will service the clubs VIP, and you will obey everything I say. Are we clear?”
Babe…I love you…we love you, you love you. But…but it’s time you picked your battles. Go with him. We’ll gain our strength and we will get out I promise. But for now, we have to bide our time, lovie. Just hold on.
All hope fled from Adam as those last thoughts left him. He felt the head of two cocks slid into his body and he took them. Working them both with all his might by licking, sucking, rocking and clenching.
I’m such a whore…even my subconscious has left me.
Glassy, filled eyes looked up at Lucé, his former master and lover. He had been so cruel, yet, Adam was drawn to the man. He came first into Adam’s mouth as Adam suckled every bit down. Like a good whore. He licked and sucked the head of the softening cock as his new warden filled him up. Without a condom, Adam had fear of illnesses but welcomed any that would rescue him from his fate. My transformation…it meant nothing.
The tears spilled over once both men slipped out of the poor boy’s aching body and pulled him upright on his knees. They wanted a show, and Adam would give it to them. Like a fluid robot, Adam touched himself and moaned until his dick was hard and leaking. He sucked two fingers in his mouth until both digits were slick, then reached back and inserted them into his abused cavity. Tears flodded from the pain, and he worked twice as hard to please himself. Finally, after what felt like hours, he came hard, thinking of brown hair and loving brown eyes.
I’m so sorry…I let you down…
The tears wouldn’t stop even as Lucé dressed him and changed out his collar for Dimitri’s. They continued on as a leash was attached, and he was yanked upright and dragged into a car. They continued as he was brought to the club, stripped, whipped and chained to the dais.
This is my life. My new prison…It’s his fault. If he never gave me hope, I would never be here. Goodbye life. Goodbye hope…and goodbye…Kris Allen.