Rescue

He looked at me, tied to that post, with his big green eyes. They were pleading to me to help him, set him free of that life. He wore heavy leather chains on his arms, legs, and his neck. I stepped towards him but was stopped by his owner.
“This one ain’t for sale lady. Move along.”
His breath smelled of cheap whiskey and cigars. After he turned away from me he hit the young boy across the face, letting me know who was boss. My eyes went wide with anger. I pulled out my gun and shot him in the back of the head. He fell to the ground, dead. The boy screamed, trying to get away but his restraints prohibited him from doing so. Putting away my gun, I stepped over the body, spitting on him.
“I’m his owner now, bitch.”
Going to the boy my face became gentle and my voice was soothing. Pulling out a knife I cut the leather chains from his arms and legs, leaving the one on his neck. His eyes meet mine. They are so full of fear and misery. His eyes told of years of abuse and humiliation. I reach out and carefully wipe tears away as they fall down his cheek.
“ It’s okay. You are safe now. I won’t hurt you. That man cannot hurt you anymore. As of this moment you belong to me.”
This boy, who was named Dantez, looked at me cautiously. No one had ever treated him this way or this sincerely.
“P-P-Please don’t hurt me. I’ll be good I promise.” At this point he was shaking. Fear racked this poor boys body. My heart broke at this sight. I took his hand in mine and kissed it.
“Don’t worry, you will never be hurt again. Your body will never again suffer any pain and none will be given by these hands.”
Hesitantly, he smiled. I smiled back at him. He began fussing at his neck. Noticing, I ripped it off. Gently, I began to massage where the restraint had been. “Thank you. Thank you for taking it off.”
“You are very welcome. It must feel better now.”
“It sure does…….but aren’t you worried that I might run away from you?”
“No. I figure that if you wanted to run you would have tried by now. And I’m sure that for once in your life you’d like to experience a life of love. Comfort. Freedom.” At the word ‘freedom’ his eyes were filled with hope.

------1 Year Later------

Dantez sat up in bed suddenly. He looked around to find himself safe in the bed he shared with best friend, his Master. She was snoring away as she had done every morning since the day she rescued him. When he stretched, she stirred. “Morning Master.” She opened one eye. “Morning hun.” Over the last year she hadn’t gotten him to stop calling her ‘Master’, but what could she do? He was happy and that made her happy. With a yawn she sat up and scratched behind his left ear. It was a habit she’d started a month after bringing him home.
“How did you sleep? You seemed restless early this morning.”
“I had that dream again. It’s becoming more frequent. But each time it’s different. Each time I’m reliving another horror.”
“Can you talk about it? It’ll make you feel better.” She gathered him into her arms and lap. Dantez settled in and took a deep breath.
“In my dream I’m in a cold, dirty cell. I’m naked and bound with tight ropes and chains. There’s a rag gagging me and he’s standing there on the other side throwing ice cold water all over me. I’m so cold but he just laughs. Later in the dream……it’s kinda fuzzy…..I’m laying face down in this bed. I have a ball gag on. My hands are tied and the man who rented me for the night has a thick vibrator in my ass. It’s really painful. I want him to remove it. I try to talk but the gag won’t let me. I don’t remember all he did. I blacked out.” Dantez got quiet. He cried in her arms, afraid to finish.
She hugged him tightly, “It’s ok. It’s just a dream. It can’t hurt you anymore.” A light kiss to the forehead urges him on.
“Next thing that happens is….uh, you’re there. We’re here in bed and suddenly you’re on top of me, pinning me down. I can’t move, you have me completely pinned. I look up and your eyes have turned red. Your nails are long claws and they dig into my skin. You are rubbing me roughly. I’m too afraid to speak. One hand goes down to my cock and you finger it with your claws, drawing blood. Another finger finds its way to my hole. Two fingers enter me, probing , tearing my insides. I cry out in pain. You hit me. Again and again. Over and over. I can’t make out what you’re saying. I hear you laugh out loud. I’m crying hard. Tears fall down my cheeks and you lick them away. Now you’re kissing me, your tongue down my throat. It chokes me. That’s when I woke up.” Without hesitation, Dantez begins to sob uncontrollably. She holds him to her tightly, shocked by what she just heard.
“Oh baby. Shhhhhhh. It’s just a dream. It’s just a dream. Shhhhhh. Oh my poor baby. Look at me, Dantez.” She pulls his chin up by with her hand, wiping away a few tears. “I swear to you here and now that I will never ever hurt you. Furthermore, I refuse to let anyone else hurt you like that or in any other way.” She hugged him tightly, kissing his cheeks. As of yet she has not kissed him properly, but as her lips were kissing all over his face they brushed his lips. He looked at her and she looked at him. Slowly their lips met in a long- awaited union. Immediately, he surrendered to her, allowing her to dominate him in this act of passion and love. And dominate she did! Without losing contact she maneuvered him onto his back, her on top of him, not crushing him though. Her hands found his and held them above his head; their fingers laced. One hand slipped behind his head, supporting it as she brought him closer to her. Dantez whimpered in the kiss. Part of him feared where this would go. ‘What will she do?’ he thought. As though she heard his thought, she rolled them to their sides, releasing his lips. “Your lips are so soft. You taste so good.” Nuzzling him with her nose, she yawned and snuggled him close to her for an early afternoon nap. Dantez was shocked. ‘I think I liked that. She was gentle and dominating at the same time.’ He then snuggled into her and joined in on the nap.
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