Ian's Story

Chapter two: Trouble


“Master no! You don’t understand,” Ian pleaded once more. He tried his best to scramble away but his master was much too strong and he was much too weak after what had happened to him earlier. He felt himself being lifted up and off of the bed until master was holding him bye his forearms very firmly. It seemed like mere seconds before Leandro had nearly ripped the flimsy clothing from Ian’s body leaving him completely bare.

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Ian tried to cover himself but Leandro wouldn’t allow it. He immediately bent Ian over his bed, one hand placed in the crook of his back to keep him from escaping while Ian cried uncontrollably.

“I hate you I hate you!!” Ian shouted, thrashing about like a wild animal. Leandro restrained his arms and legs using his own. Ian’s pert bottom was raised high up into the air, tinged pink and smooth to the touch. Leandro had to control himself to keep from taking the boy right then and there. His own long silver hair would have pooled over and onto Ian if it wasn’t for the bow keeping his long tresses in control. His silver cat like eyes glistened with need, want for Ian but he knew that he needed to be stern in order for Ian to begin to obey him and that’s what he would do. He would get what he wanted no matter what it took even if Ian was hurt in the process.

There was a long pause before Leandro began to rain down lashed upon Ian’s bottom. He used as much strength as he could without breaking Ian in half. The loudness of the belt almost made him want to stop.

“MASTER!!” Ian screamed at the top of his lungs. He nearly crushed his bottom lip between his teeth causing blood to trickle down his chin. He had never felt anything like what he was experiencing before and hoped to never have to feel it again.

Leandro ignored his cries, raining down as many lashes as he could until Ian got it into his head that running away could get him hurt or worse. More hurt than any pain he could ever inflict on him. He loved Ian too much to risk that happening again.

“Never run from me again Ian!” He shouted, making contact with Ian’s back. It left a long stripe of red in its place that would later swell and create a painful reminder of the consequences of Ian’s actions. It was exactly what he wanted.

“MASTER PLEASE…PLEASE IM SORRY MASTER IM SORRY!!!” Ian cried, burying his face into the now damp blankets. His body shivered from the impact of each blow up until master was finished.

Leandro stepped back slightly to observe his work. There was a mess of bloody cuts on Ian’s bottom along with a few long red welts on Ian’s back. He was finished for now.
Leandro lifted the bloody body into his arms and held tightly. Ian couldn’t control the shaking of his body nor the tears that roamed freely down his weary face.

“Never run from me again Ian,” Leandro whispered into his ear. He grabbed one of the many blankets from the bed and wrapped Ian inside like a small child but the punishment wasn’t over just yet. After a few moments of allay for Ian, Leandro laid Ian atop his bed and attached chains to his wrists and one around his neck to hold him completely in place.

“What are you doing Master…why? Please don’t do this!” Ian pleaded, his eyes darted around frantically for any way out of those chains. He hated more than anything to be confined to the point where he couldn’t move and Leandro knew that.

“Its for your own good,” Leandro said, turning to leave. He hated to punish Ian in such a way but he knew that the results would be desired ones. He didn’t look back, but only closed and locked the door behind him even through all of Ian’s screaming and crying.

The wounds on Ian’s back seemed to sizzle as they made contact with the clothed bed. He arched his back from discomfort but was much too tired to hold that position.

“Master it hurts so badly!” Ian cried to the empty room. He tried to twist and turn in his binds but to no avail. They were tight and unyielding. There was nothing he could do but lay there and try to endure the pain till morning. Another wretched morning. It would be his fourth day there and away from the foster home. He could only imagine what they were doing to his friends and even the kids he didn’t know but the punishments they dished out were nothing compared to what Ian experienced. He didn’t want to spend another day with his Master.

“Get me out of here!! Get me out of here!” Ian yelled. Wiggling in his chains. His bare body was flushed from being so openly exposed. His rosy pink manhood stood upright twitching with each of his movements and the need to release was so strong Ian was willing to do anything to make it go away. His sexual frustration mixed with the torturous pain of his punishment was agony.

Ian, able to finally gather to strength pulled on his chains slightly but they only gave way little. Enough for him to be able to reach about an inch of his shaft but that was all he needed. He began to gently message the base of his twitching manhood. He had never done anything like it but was enjoying it quite a bit. He would usually ignore the urge or bathe in cold water but in his case none of those things was possible. He needed release.

Ian arched his back from pain and pleasure as the motion of his hand quickened. His cheeks became flushed and heated at the thoughts of a girls hot mouth sliding down his aching manhood filled his head. His lips parted and he moaned quietly almost inaudibly. He could feel the hotness of his release began to fill his body until it was too much. The remnants of his pleasure slid down his glistening organ. Ian’s body collapsed, unable to move an inch but he knew his master would be displeased at what he had done. His first day he was told that he couldn’t release unless his master said otherwise but now it was too late. He had already done the deed.

Ian’s breathing calmed from erratic to normal deep breaths. Now that his pleasure was gone the pain of the wounds on his backside and back were beginning to flare up again. He had to bite his lip to keep from yelling out.

“Ian I have decided-” Leandro said. Halfway through his speech he noticed the scent in the room. The familiar scent. A scent he knew all too well flew up into his nostrils. “Ian what have you done,” He said almost angrily. The wetness between his legs was all the evidence Leandro needed.

“Master I couldn’t help it! It ached so badly master,” Ian started, eyes wide in surprise and fear that Leandro had come back into the room. Ian hadn’t even heard the door knob turn.

“Ian I unequivocally warned you that pleasuring yourself was off limits,” he said, his impending figure casting a rather large shadow over Ian’s body.

“Your not my father!! I wont listen to you!! I refuse!!” Ian said, wishing that he could take back those words. He hated that Leandro tore him away from the most family he had ever had in his short years of life. He hated him for that reason.

“Yes Ian I am not your father. I am your owner, your lover and your guardian. You will listen to me no matter what it takes and you will obey my orders do you understand Ian?” Leandro said firmly. He began to tighten the chains.

A twinge of defiance shined in Ian’s eyes. He had never been so completely and utterly hateful in his life. He had never wanted to harm someone so badly as he did now and he had never felt the urge to say everything and anything on his mind in that very moment.

“I hate you!! I don’t want to be here and I don’t want to be here with you!! You’ve taken me away from everything. You’ve taken me away from my family and my friends and now you expect me to do whatever you want…well I refuse to do anything you say!!” Ian shouted so powerfully even Leandro had to stop what he was doing to acknowledge him.

“Ian I am doing only what I believe is the best for you. You have no say in the matter as far as I am concerned. In the world we live in humans are the ones who don’t survive half of the time. I have made it my business to protect you Ian and I will do that. I will do whatever it takes to make sure you aren’t harmed in any way because in these three days that I have had the pleasure of your company I have fallen in love with you Ian. Nothing can change that. Its just best if you deal with it,” Leandro said, tightening the last of the chains. This time Ian’s arms and legs were outstretched almost painfully.

“Why…why are you doing this to me?!” Ian cried uncontrollably.

“You are mine Ian,” was all he said before leaving the room once more.