A new and shiny toy - Chapter 18 - Rescued from the car
Author: NYWCgirl
Fandom: White Collar
Pairing: Neal/Peter/Elizabeth
Characters: Neal, Peter, Elizabeth
Warning/genre: AU, BDSM, consensual kink, gags, restraints, breath play, spanking, pain play, cock cages, (non) consensual drug use, humiliation, sensory deprivation, flogging, anal sex, blow jobs, prostate milking, sex toys, objectification, shibari, kidnapping, pet play, catheters, enemas, gaslighting, physical and mental abuse, (mental) hurt/comfort
Spoilers: none
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: ~2270
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine….
Summary: They are on Chris´s tail and he needs to get away, taking Neal with him.
Chapter can also be found on AO3
‘Hey Christian!’
Chris turns and waves at the Luke, the mail man.
‘Christian, can I talk to you for a moment?’
‘Sure, what is up.’
‘Look, you seem like a decent guy and I don´t want to get you into trouble, but there is someone looking for you. I know that you order stuff from online website, and I just want to make sure that you are not getting into trouble. You are not into …’
‘What?’
‘I don´t know, “underage” stuff?’
Chris looks appalled.
‘No, of course not. You know I haven´t been with someone in a long time, and I ordered some toys, nothing illegal. Jeezs what kind of a person do you think I am?’
‘Good, good, just wanted to warn you.’
‘Thanks a lot, but rest assured, I am really not into minors or any of the illegal stuff.’
Luke seems relieved and waves goodbye.
The moment Luke gets back in his car, Chris quickly enters the house and grabs his go bag and takes a leash.
He whistles into the garden and Neal crawls towards the house, tail waving. He clips the leash to Neal´s collar. He quickly fastens a panel gag with a ball around Neal´s head, so any noise is muffled. Neal is in his gimp suit, but that is OK for now.
‘Good pup, we are going for a trip. Let´s go.’
Neal is hesitant and whines, not understanding what is going on, but Chris pulls on the leash and reluctantly Neal follows him to the van. It is the first time he is taken outside besides the garden. Chris opens the backdoor of the van and there is a bench inside, just like the one Neal stays in when he is left alone at home. The only difference is that this one doesn´t have a drinking bottle. Chris lifts Neal into the van and Neal crawls into the bench, he keeps whining but Chris shushes him and he tells him to lay down. Once Chris closes the door, he lays down.
* * *
It is hot in the back of the van and Neal is sweating profusely and he is thirsty. Neal doesn´t understand why the car is so hot. With the ball gag in, he feels miserable and the movements of the car that are getting more and more erratic. He can feel goosebumps appear on his skin. He does his best to keep his eyes closed to temper the nausea, but being curled up on the blanket in the back of dark van, is making his head pound. He whines but he is all alone in the back of the van. He can feel his heart beating quicker and he is doing his best to pull in air through his nose.
He doesn´t understand why he is being taken out and why he is here. He whines louder, but nobody comes to his rescue. He starts pawing at the bench but he can´t open it and eventually he stops because he is getting nauseous and he knows he can´t throw up with the gag on. He swallows thickly around it and lays down to stop feeling so miserable. He suddenly startles awake because the car makes a swerve and he is jostled in his bench. His head is now pounding like someone is hitting it with a sledgehammer and he is dizzy.
He feels too weak to whine and he just hopes that Chris will come and take care of him. He closes his eyes again.
* * *
‘Peter, I am not comfortable that you are driving so fast, even if it is to rescue Neal. Let me call the police.’
‘They won´t be in time, Diana and Jones are on his tail, so we need to get to him. You saw the house Mozzie; He took Neal with him, we can´t let him get away.’
‘You are right.’
‘Diana, tell we that you are still in pursuit.’
‘Yes we are but Chris is driving really erratic and we have trouble stopping him. Maybe you should call in the police.’
‘Mozzie already informed them and they are on their way, but he is still on the line with them. Where are you exactly?’
Diana gives their coordinates and Mozzie conveys them to Captain Shadwick, who tells them he is on it.
‘Boss, this isn´t going to end well, do we know whether or not Neal is inside the van?’
‘Probably, he wasn´t at the house.’
‘Oh shit, the van crashed! Jones hand me your phone.’
Peter can hear the car coming to a screeching halt and Diana calling 911 on the other phone and his heart is trying to leap out of his chest.
‘Diana! Tell me what is going on, what happened?’
‘I don´t know, I think he punctured a tire or something, because he started swerving and couldn´t control the car, it flipped over.’
‘Be careful, Chris has nothing to lose, we will be there in a couple of minutes.’
* * *
When Peter arrives at the scene he can only assume the worst. The van is lying on its side, the back doors of the van are open and Diana is talking to someone, probably Neal. Jones is crouched a bit further next to a person.
Peter leaps out of the car as soon as he can, engine still running.
‘Neal!’
‘He is injured, but I think he is suffering from heat stroke. His heart beat is way too fast and he isn´t sweating although the car is sweltering. I don´t like to move him, in the condition he is in.’
‘Where is the fire department and the ambulance?’
‘They are on their way. Do you have water with you?’
Mozzie is already running back to the car. They have two small bottles they bought with their lunch. He pours them on his handkerchief and hands it to Diana, She already cut open the suit, but she doesn´t dare to move the mask. So she presses the handkerchief against his chest and neck. Sirens can be heard in the distance, closing in rapidly.
‘Boss, what if…?’
‘It will be OK! How is Chris doing?’
Jones shakes his head. It doesn´t make Peter feel better but he has Neal to worry about and he can’t care about Chris at the moment.
Together with the ambulance, police and Fire department arrive. The EMT´s split up and quickly triage both victims. The EMT that went to check up on Chris comes back and calls in that they need a helicopter for a critical unrestrained driver. Peter wants to make a remark, but Mozzie can pull him away before he can says anything.
‘Let them work Peter, they are professionals.’
‘Sir, can you come over, please?
Peter turns and nods, quickly walking back to the back of the van.
‘This lady tells me the victim was kidnapped by the driver?’
‘Yes, how is he? Will he be alright?’
‘He has a heat stroke and the crash caused cuts and bruises, but we don´t know what they real damage is until we get him to a hospital. I am not comfortable taking off the suit. So…’
‘Suit?’
Peter only know realizes that he didn´t look at Neal properly. He comes closer and his blood starts to boil. Neal is transformed into a dog. He lets the scene seep into him and rage builds. While the EMT´s take care of Neal and start IV´s, Peter runs towards Chris, but is held back by Diana and Jones.
‘Boss, Neal needs you, let us take care of things. Stay with Neal.’
‘You are right.
Neal is already transferred onto a gurney and carefully carried to the ambulance.
‘Can I come?’
‘Sure, hop in. The fire fighters are taking care of the other victim while they wait for a helicopter.’
Peter just stares at Neal, he lost weight from what he can see from his exposed chest and they placed him on his side. His arms and legs seem to be bound with vet wrap under the suit. There was no way Neal could have gotten out of this one.
‘Can you take off the mask?’
The EMT is hesitant.
‘I know what sort of mask it is, there are tubes going down his nose, so if you hold it steady, I can pull it off.’
‘OK, I can do that.’
Together they take off the mask, making sure, Neal doesn´t get hurt any further. Peter can see the EMT staring at the tubes, and then he comes into action, because Neal starts to vomit.
‘It´s OK, that is because of the heat stroke, I am counteracting it, by trying to rebalancing his electrolytes through the IV. And we are cooling his body.’
The EMT carefully cleans Neal up and keeps monitoring his vitals.
* * *
Peter is sitting next to Neal´s bed, he is curled up, just like they found him in the bench. They straightened him out during the initial examination, but even unconscious, Neal curled up into himself again. Peter insisted that he would be present while they took off the puppy outfit and nobody objected in the emergency room.
Peter is relieved to find out that Neal was not physically harmed, the doctor explained that the bindings aren´t good, but that they were not on long enough to cause permanent damage. It is clear Chris took care of Neal´s body, because they don´t find evidence that he was hurt before the accident. He turns out to have an UTI, but the doctors also found traces of antibiotics in Neal´s blood, so Chris was taking care of it. He lost weight, but nothing to worried about. So all in all, that was good news. However, they don´t know the psychological damage and they won´t know until Neal wakes up.
All the scrapes and bruising come from the car crash and the reason why Neal wasn´t hurt more in the crash is probably his bindings and the fact that the bench was fixed in the van.
What does worry the trauma physician is the heat stroke, they are treating Neal for. They explained that this can happen fast in a van, heat stroke will probably announce itself within ten minutes, but damage will occur after fifteen tot twenty minutes locked in a hot car. The rubber suit certainly didn´t help.
Neal is transferred to a ward in anticipation of him waking up. Once he is settled in, the doctor agrees that Peter can stay in the room until he wakes. Peter looks up from his tablet when Neal´s breathing changes. He is probably waking up.
‘Neal, you are safe. You are in a hospital.’
Neal whines and Peter carts his fingers through Neal´s hair and he settles again. His breathing evens out again. Peter studies Neal. What damage has Chris done?
He should have anticipated that Chris was damaged. The stopped their contract with Chris because he wanted things to go too far. Peter and Elizabeth are kinksters, but they never wanted to be a 24/7 doms or have a 24/7 slave. And Chris wanted more than they could give him.
While looking at Neal, Peter wonders whether Neal will want to stay with them. He hopes Chris didn´t turned him against the lifestyle. He can only image what damage can be done when someone forces you into something you don´t want. They will make sure that Neal gets all the help he needs, but still. He loves Neal, but he also knows he loves all his kinks that is why he and Elizabeth makes such a good couple.
The doctor opens the door and gestures to Peter to come outside. When they are outside, Peter is informed that Chris didn´t make it. He passed away not long after he arrived at the hospital. Peter knew from Jones that Chris wasn´t wearing his seat belt so he was catapulted through the windscreen and his injuries were severe.
‘I know that this information is sensitive, but I also want the surviving victim to have peace of mind, so.’
‘Thank you, we won´t share the info.’
The doctor nods and leaves again. Peter re-enters Neal´s room and sits down again. If Chris hadn´t passed away, Peter would have made sure he would never spend a day outside a jail or mental institution.
* * *
Neal drifts or maybe he is floating, yes, he has that floating drugged feeling. What did they do to him? Maybe he is in the sensory deprivation tank with Peter. He likes it, it is a funny relaxed feeling.
Wait Peter, no, Peter wanted him trained as a puppy. He was in the bench in the car.
What happened?
Neal tries to open his eyes, but they seem to be glued together. He whines, Chris will notice and take care of him.
‘Neal?
That is not Chris´s voice, but it is familiar so he whines more.
‘Neal? Are you in pain?’
Neal whines again, Chris always knows what he needs.
‘Neal, can you open your eyes?’
Neal does his best to comply, but he can´t.
He startles when a warm wash cloth is gently pulled over his face and his eyes are cleaned.
Neal now slowly opens his eyes and Peter is standing next to him.
As a good pup, Neal takes a submissive posture and waits, indicating that he acknowledges Peter as his alfa. Chris must have dropped him off at Peter. So he must show Peter what a good pup he is. He lets himself sink into puppy space, it makes it that more easy.
Fandom: White Collar
Pairing: Neal/Peter/Elizabeth
Characters: Neal, Peter, Elizabeth
Warning/genre: AU, BDSM, consensual kink, gags, restraints, breath play, spanking, pain play, cock cages, (non) consensual drug use, humiliation, sensory deprivation, flogging, anal sex, blow jobs, prostate milking, sex toys, objectification, shibari, kidnapping, pet play, catheters, enemas, gaslighting, physical and mental abuse, (mental) hurt/comfort
Spoilers: none
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: ~2270
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine….
Summary: They are on Chris´s tail and he needs to get away, taking Neal with him.
Chapter can also be found on AO3
‘Hey Christian!’
Chris turns and waves at the Luke, the mail man.
‘Christian, can I talk to you for a moment?’
‘Sure, what is up.’
‘Look, you seem like a decent guy and I don´t want to get you into trouble, but there is someone looking for you. I know that you order stuff from online website, and I just want to make sure that you are not getting into trouble. You are not into …’
‘What?’
‘I don´t know, “underage” stuff?’
Chris looks appalled.
‘No, of course not. You know I haven´t been with someone in a long time, and I ordered some toys, nothing illegal. Jeezs what kind of a person do you think I am?’
‘Good, good, just wanted to warn you.’
‘Thanks a lot, but rest assured, I am really not into minors or any of the illegal stuff.’
Luke seems relieved and waves goodbye.
The moment Luke gets back in his car, Chris quickly enters the house and grabs his go bag and takes a leash.
He whistles into the garden and Neal crawls towards the house, tail waving. He clips the leash to Neal´s collar. He quickly fastens a panel gag with a ball around Neal´s head, so any noise is muffled. Neal is in his gimp suit, but that is OK for now.
‘Good pup, we are going for a trip. Let´s go.’
Neal is hesitant and whines, not understanding what is going on, but Chris pulls on the leash and reluctantly Neal follows him to the van. It is the first time he is taken outside besides the garden. Chris opens the backdoor of the van and there is a bench inside, just like the one Neal stays in when he is left alone at home. The only difference is that this one doesn´t have a drinking bottle. Chris lifts Neal into the van and Neal crawls into the bench, he keeps whining but Chris shushes him and he tells him to lay down. Once Chris closes the door, he lays down.
* * *
It is hot in the back of the van and Neal is sweating profusely and he is thirsty. Neal doesn´t understand why the car is so hot. With the ball gag in, he feels miserable and the movements of the car that are getting more and more erratic. He can feel goosebumps appear on his skin. He does his best to keep his eyes closed to temper the nausea, but being curled up on the blanket in the back of dark van, is making his head pound. He whines but he is all alone in the back of the van. He can feel his heart beating quicker and he is doing his best to pull in air through his nose.
He doesn´t understand why he is being taken out and why he is here. He whines louder, but nobody comes to his rescue. He starts pawing at the bench but he can´t open it and eventually he stops because he is getting nauseous and he knows he can´t throw up with the gag on. He swallows thickly around it and lays down to stop feeling so miserable. He suddenly startles awake because the car makes a swerve and he is jostled in his bench. His head is now pounding like someone is hitting it with a sledgehammer and he is dizzy.
He feels too weak to whine and he just hopes that Chris will come and take care of him. He closes his eyes again.
* * *
‘Peter, I am not comfortable that you are driving so fast, even if it is to rescue Neal. Let me call the police.’
‘They won´t be in time, Diana and Jones are on his tail, so we need to get to him. You saw the house Mozzie; He took Neal with him, we can´t let him get away.’
‘You are right.’
‘Diana, tell we that you are still in pursuit.’
‘Yes we are but Chris is driving really erratic and we have trouble stopping him. Maybe you should call in the police.’
‘Mozzie already informed them and they are on their way, but he is still on the line with them. Where are you exactly?’
Diana gives their coordinates and Mozzie conveys them to Captain Shadwick, who tells them he is on it.
‘Boss, this isn´t going to end well, do we know whether or not Neal is inside the van?’
‘Probably, he wasn´t at the house.’
‘Oh shit, the van crashed! Jones hand me your phone.’
Peter can hear the car coming to a screeching halt and Diana calling 911 on the other phone and his heart is trying to leap out of his chest.
‘Diana! Tell me what is going on, what happened?’
‘I don´t know, I think he punctured a tire or something, because he started swerving and couldn´t control the car, it flipped over.’
‘Be careful, Chris has nothing to lose, we will be there in a couple of minutes.’
* * *
When Peter arrives at the scene he can only assume the worst. The van is lying on its side, the back doors of the van are open and Diana is talking to someone, probably Neal. Jones is crouched a bit further next to a person.
Peter leaps out of the car as soon as he can, engine still running.
‘Neal!’
‘He is injured, but I think he is suffering from heat stroke. His heart beat is way too fast and he isn´t sweating although the car is sweltering. I don´t like to move him, in the condition he is in.’
‘Where is the fire department and the ambulance?’
‘They are on their way. Do you have water with you?’
Mozzie is already running back to the car. They have two small bottles they bought with their lunch. He pours them on his handkerchief and hands it to Diana, She already cut open the suit, but she doesn´t dare to move the mask. So she presses the handkerchief against his chest and neck. Sirens can be heard in the distance, closing in rapidly.
‘Boss, what if…?’
‘It will be OK! How is Chris doing?’
Jones shakes his head. It doesn´t make Peter feel better but he has Neal to worry about and he can’t care about Chris at the moment.
Together with the ambulance, police and Fire department arrive. The EMT´s split up and quickly triage both victims. The EMT that went to check up on Chris comes back and calls in that they need a helicopter for a critical unrestrained driver. Peter wants to make a remark, but Mozzie can pull him away before he can says anything.
‘Let them work Peter, they are professionals.’
‘Sir, can you come over, please?
Peter turns and nods, quickly walking back to the back of the van.
‘This lady tells me the victim was kidnapped by the driver?’
‘Yes, how is he? Will he be alright?’
‘He has a heat stroke and the crash caused cuts and bruises, but we don´t know what they real damage is until we get him to a hospital. I am not comfortable taking off the suit. So…’
‘Suit?’
Peter only know realizes that he didn´t look at Neal properly. He comes closer and his blood starts to boil. Neal is transformed into a dog. He lets the scene seep into him and rage builds. While the EMT´s take care of Neal and start IV´s, Peter runs towards Chris, but is held back by Diana and Jones.
‘Boss, Neal needs you, let us take care of things. Stay with Neal.’
‘You are right.
Neal is already transferred onto a gurney and carefully carried to the ambulance.
‘Can I come?’
‘Sure, hop in. The fire fighters are taking care of the other victim while they wait for a helicopter.’
Peter just stares at Neal, he lost weight from what he can see from his exposed chest and they placed him on his side. His arms and legs seem to be bound with vet wrap under the suit. There was no way Neal could have gotten out of this one.
‘Can you take off the mask?’
The EMT is hesitant.
‘I know what sort of mask it is, there are tubes going down his nose, so if you hold it steady, I can pull it off.’
‘OK, I can do that.’
Together they take off the mask, making sure, Neal doesn´t get hurt any further. Peter can see the EMT staring at the tubes, and then he comes into action, because Neal starts to vomit.
‘It´s OK, that is because of the heat stroke, I am counteracting it, by trying to rebalancing his electrolytes through the IV. And we are cooling his body.’
The EMT carefully cleans Neal up and keeps monitoring his vitals.
* * *
Peter is sitting next to Neal´s bed, he is curled up, just like they found him in the bench. They straightened him out during the initial examination, but even unconscious, Neal curled up into himself again. Peter insisted that he would be present while they took off the puppy outfit and nobody objected in the emergency room.
Peter is relieved to find out that Neal was not physically harmed, the doctor explained that the bindings aren´t good, but that they were not on long enough to cause permanent damage. It is clear Chris took care of Neal´s body, because they don´t find evidence that he was hurt before the accident. He turns out to have an UTI, but the doctors also found traces of antibiotics in Neal´s blood, so Chris was taking care of it. He lost weight, but nothing to worried about. So all in all, that was good news. However, they don´t know the psychological damage and they won´t know until Neal wakes up.
All the scrapes and bruising come from the car crash and the reason why Neal wasn´t hurt more in the crash is probably his bindings and the fact that the bench was fixed in the van.
What does worry the trauma physician is the heat stroke, they are treating Neal for. They explained that this can happen fast in a van, heat stroke will probably announce itself within ten minutes, but damage will occur after fifteen tot twenty minutes locked in a hot car. The rubber suit certainly didn´t help.
Neal is transferred to a ward in anticipation of him waking up. Once he is settled in, the doctor agrees that Peter can stay in the room until he wakes. Peter looks up from his tablet when Neal´s breathing changes. He is probably waking up.
‘Neal, you are safe. You are in a hospital.’
Neal whines and Peter carts his fingers through Neal´s hair and he settles again. His breathing evens out again. Peter studies Neal. What damage has Chris done?
He should have anticipated that Chris was damaged. The stopped their contract with Chris because he wanted things to go too far. Peter and Elizabeth are kinksters, but they never wanted to be a 24/7 doms or have a 24/7 slave. And Chris wanted more than they could give him.
While looking at Neal, Peter wonders whether Neal will want to stay with them. He hopes Chris didn´t turned him against the lifestyle. He can only image what damage can be done when someone forces you into something you don´t want. They will make sure that Neal gets all the help he needs, but still. He loves Neal, but he also knows he loves all his kinks that is why he and Elizabeth makes such a good couple.
The doctor opens the door and gestures to Peter to come outside. When they are outside, Peter is informed that Chris didn´t make it. He passed away not long after he arrived at the hospital. Peter knew from Jones that Chris wasn´t wearing his seat belt so he was catapulted through the windscreen and his injuries were severe.
‘I know that this information is sensitive, but I also want the surviving victim to have peace of mind, so.’
‘Thank you, we won´t share the info.’
The doctor nods and leaves again. Peter re-enters Neal´s room and sits down again. If Chris hadn´t passed away, Peter would have made sure he would never spend a day outside a jail or mental institution.
* * *
Neal drifts or maybe he is floating, yes, he has that floating drugged feeling. What did they do to him? Maybe he is in the sensory deprivation tank with Peter. He likes it, it is a funny relaxed feeling.
Wait Peter, no, Peter wanted him trained as a puppy. He was in the bench in the car.
What happened?
Neal tries to open his eyes, but they seem to be glued together. He whines, Chris will notice and take care of him.
‘Neal?
That is not Chris´s voice, but it is familiar so he whines more.
‘Neal? Are you in pain?’
Neal whines again, Chris always knows what he needs.
‘Neal, can you open your eyes?’
Neal does his best to comply, but he can´t.
He startles when a warm wash cloth is gently pulled over his face and his eyes are cleaned.
Neal now slowly opens his eyes and Peter is standing next to him.
As a good pup, Neal takes a submissive posture and waits, indicating that he acknowledges Peter as his alfa. Chris must have dropped him off at Peter. So he must show Peter what a good pup he is. He lets himself sink into puppy space, it makes it that more easy.