The Room Below

His name was Andrew Yates. They had been watching him for nearly two months. He looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, a healthy young man with

short, chestnut brown hair made spiky from gel. He was of medium height and slender with a decent bit of muscule to him. An athletes body, well toned from years of

soccer. He his skin was a lovely olive color and he had a handsome, playful looking face with the most beautiful hazel eyes.

It was those eyes that made Lucian choose him for his twisted plan.

About a year past, he had been living with his partner, Edward, quite happily. He a doctor, Edward an engineer, they had more money then they knew what to do with.

They had a nice house and cars, could afford trips to anywhere they liked. They also had healthy family ties on either side and were on good terms with their relatives.

But both men were dreadfully bored.

It had started as a joke. Both of them sitting together on the couch, half drunk off wine as they watched a movie together. "We should do something crazy." Lucian had

suggested as he leaned against the broad chest of his lover. "Something no one would expect of us."

Edward, a giant of a man, held Lucian close in his arms, smoothing the smaller man's silken black hair as he grinned down at him. On the telivision in front of them,

moans and whimpers emitted from the screen. Bondage porn, a young man was trussed up and being taken on all sides by assailants.

"I will build you a room then. " He said with a soft, adoring chuckle. " A room below the house where we can cage up a pretty young thing and keep him like a pet. We

could tame him and have him suck you off whenever you wished, make him beg for us to fuck him like a little slut. "

Lucian sighed, nipping at Edward's neck. "Mmm.. that sounds lovely.. A pretty little whore to fuck whenever we please. God knows we could use someone like that.

I'd like to take out my work frustration on a cute little victim. Wouldnt it be nice, to just come home and be able to torment someone if your days been bad?" He smirks

and takes a light sip of wine. "Too bad its just a dream, heh."

The idea came and went. But it often returned to the two men, always as a half joke, half longing wish. A sex slave. Something so taboo, so forbidden and vial, the

thought of kidnapping someone and hiding them away under the house always sent a delightful shiver down their spines.

On his spare time, Edward would sketch, looking over the plans of the layout of their house. They were a couple who enjoyed their privacy, and lived far out in the

wilderness, in a large two story cabin. Drawing and sketching, he mused how easy it would be to build a secret prison below the house, how easy to hide someone

away it could be.

He put his heart into the designes. A small bedroom under the house, a washing station, complete with cuffs to hold the slave down. And another room leading further

back. A room filled with all kinds of contraptions for the most obscene methods of bondage and sex. Lucian made suggestions, soundproofing the room. adding

cameras everywhere to watch him from all angles. They laughed as they added more and more.

And then one day, the plans were complete. And without the little joke project, they both were bored once again. And as Lucian, weary from a long day at work, came

home and flipped through the plans, he murmered to himself. "Why not..."

Edward, bringing over a cup of coffee, gazed down at Lucian. "Why not what?"

"Why not kidnap a slave?"

Edward stared down at his lover, grinning after a moment of stunned shock. " Just waltz out right now or do you want to finish your coffee first?"

Lucian lays the plans down, looking excited. "No, really, i mean it! Not right now of course, if we want to do it right. But... these plans, they're foolproof. If we can just

get a slave IN here... he would be ours to do with as we pleased...Edward.. if we do this right, we can get away with it..."

Edward knew he should stop this, nip the idea in the bud. But as he looked over his design for the slave room, he found he didnt WANT to talk sense into Lucian. He

knew they both had a taste for the darker, more violent side of sex. They had quite a collection of bondage and rape video's, a black secret they kept well hiden from

friends. Lucian often played the victem in role play, allowing Edward to tie him up and fuck him mercilessly. And while it was satsifying, both knew it was fake, which

killed the thrill of the moment. To have some sweet young thing, bound so tight they couldnt move an inch, their ass ravished, their mouth wrapped around a twitching

hard cock ... and their face a mask of fear and repulsion, tears streaming from their eyes... The very thought got Edward harder then ever before. And Lucian, seeing

the look on Edwards face, knew the argument had been won without one objection to be seen.

So they went forward, this time, no longer a joke. Edward worked tirelessly on the room below the house, pouring money and supplies into its creation. Meanwhile,

Lucian went off in search of a victem. He made sure to go as far as possible, not wanting to kidnap anyone from his home town. If the boy somehow escaped, he

would be hopelessly lost in the wilderness, and if he managed to make it to one of the towns miles beyond the forest, he would have no idea where he was or where he

came from. Lucian searched for a long time, and months later, with the room below the house nearly complete, he found Andrew.

He had quite literally run right into the boy. Walking the path at a park, his eyes locked on the screen of his cell phone as he texted his lack of sucess to Edward, he

didnt see the boy jogging right at him. Andrew, chatting with a friend as he jogged and just as oblivious, collided with Lucian and knocked him off of his feet. The boy

apoligized quickly as he scrambled to his feet, his friend cracking up at the side of the path. As Andrew helped Lucian to his feet, crouching down to grab the mans

phone and return it to him, their eyes met for just a moment as the boy once again apologized. Lucian stared down at him, locked on the wide, hazel eyes gazing up at

him.

For just a moment, he imagined those same eyes, brimming with tears, broken of defiance, staring up at him attentivly, his mouth forced down deep around Lucian's hot

manhood, suckling his cum as a kitten would milk, mewling and gasping as he bounced his tight ass against Edwards own hardness, impailed on both sides, servicing

both masters at once.

Andrew, growing uncomfortable from Lucian's stare, apoligizes one last time and starts off with his friend, continuing to jog. Lucian, smiling to himself, starts to text

once again. "I think I found him."

It was exhausting work, watching the boy, learning his habits, his family and friends. Lucian had to maintain a normal work and personal life so as not to arise

suspicion. He would drive miles back and fourth, keeping his regular work schedule, visiting family and friends at an acceptable pace, and then returning to tirelessly

stalk the boy who he soon learned was named Andrew Yates. Edward, noticing the toll the constant travel was having on Lucian, was eager to snatch up the boy, but

Lucian knew unless they wanted the plan to fall apart, he had to take his time, and convinced his lover to be paitent.  As he grew more and more confident with his

ability to pinpoint where Andrew would be every day, he began to formulate the kidnapping with Edward after two months of watching...

He would be at school most of the day, then head off for home or to hang out with friends. Weekends was nothing but soccor practice, and the best time to strike.

Lucian noticed that the boy's coach held unusually long practices in his quest for perfection of his team, lasting late into saturday night, and Andrew often walked back

home alone.

No attention to detail had been missed. Lucian insisted on wearing ski masks and gloves, in case the boy somehow managed to get away in the attack they could

dissapear into the night unidentified. Additionally, he wanted the boy to experience true terror, and felt faceless rapists grabbing him away into the night would be more

terrifying then had they been unmasked. Edward had driven down a beat up old van, windowless with a wide back in which he had placed a set of shackles and a

mattress..

Nearly a year of planning was approaching its fruition. Both men waited in the shadows, crouched behind a thick hedge lining the park path, the van parked out of view

in a secluded camping ground not far away. The pathway lamps flickered almost omonously as Andrew wearily made his way down the joggers route, just about to

turn off into the street and head back home. He was tired from hours of drills and practice... his body was weak and his mind was on his bed at home. He was an easy

target.

Silently, Edward slipped out from the hedges and clamped a large hand over Andrew's mouth. The boys eyes widened in shock, but before he could utter a single

scream for help, Edward jams a tazed into the small of his back and lets out a violent charge of electricity. For a second, the boys eyes bulge, his body tense, then he

falls to his side, stunned. Lucian quickly comes out, tearing a strip of thick super strong tape he lays it securly over Andrew's mouth. Edward flips the boy over and

wrenches his wrists behind his back, taping them together as well. Working silently, he grabs up the limp boy, slinging him over his shoulder as both men bolt for the

waiting van yards away in the small clearing.

Laying the boy in the back of the van, Edward makes sure his wrists are tightly encased in the thick metal shackles, keeping him a good three feet from the back door

and minimalizing any chance of escape. Andrew groans softly as Edward gives the shackles a final hard tug, testing their secureness. The boy's eyes fly open with a

gasp, pulling against the chains as he lets out a muffled scream. Both men freeze for a second, watching the panicked boy thrash and try to cry for help. Lucian breaks

the silence with a shaky little laugh, resting his hands on the open floor of the back of the van, a gasp of estacy escaping his lips.

"We really did it, Ed... Look at him squirm, God... I want to fuck him right here and now..."

At this statement, the boy's eyes widen in horror. He jerks at the chains around his wrists roughly, his skin bruising and growing red in irritation. The chain rattle loudly

but hold tight.

Edward grins, sliding an arm around Lucian's waist and giving him a squeeze. "Ride in the back if you want to play with him. We can't wait here, we need to get on the

move right away, i'll start the drive. "

Lucian leans up on his toes to peck Edward on the lips, then starts to crawl into the back of the van. Edward closes the doors and locks them tight, quickly starting

around to the front. Out of Andrew's sight he pulls off his mask, not wanting to arouse suspicion on the road.

Lucian edges closer to Andrew's trembling form as the van starts to hum to life and sway slightly, the drive underway. Andrew follows Lucian's eyes as they gaze up

at two remaining shackles hanging forbodingly from the ceiling of the van, and he curls his legs in desperatly, closing his eyes tight with a soft sob. Lucian clicks his

tongue, grabbing the boy's ankle and dragging it out from under him. Andrew lets out a ragged scream and trys to jerk away from Lucian's hold, kicking at him violently

and knocking him back. The act just seems to incite Lucian, who scrambles forward with a new determination and grabs Andrew by his throat, digging his nails into the

soft, smooth skin of his victim and growling into his ear.

"Now now, Andy, dont make this difficult. The pleasantness of your life now depends on keeping your new masters happy~ So it would be wise not to piss me off, dont

you think? Give me your fucking leg."

Andrew chokes slightly as Lucian slowly applies pressure, his nails biting painfully against his skin, his windpipe slowly being closed off. Andrew bucks backward futilly

, but cant seem to shake Lucian off. With a strangled whimper, he extends his leg toward Lucian's waiting free hand. Right away, Lucian releases the boy's throat, a

smile playing at his lips. He lifts the boy's leg upward and shackles it by the ankle. He gazes down at the boy with a smirk. "There now, that wasnt difficult at all, was

it? Now the other one.."

Without struggle, Andrew extends his other leg and it is quickly shackled. His body is now splayed out, his arms held back and above his head, his legs lifted up high

and spread wide. Lucian stares at the sight of the boy, his eyes brimming with tears, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he struggles to take deep breaths from his

nose, and the look of unimaginable fear etched across his youthful features. Lucian gasps softly, allowing a gloved hand to fall between his legs and rub slowly at his

hardening member.

"Fuck, Andrew. I havent even done anything yet and you have me hard as a rock... But... lets not get ahead of ourselves. There's only one chance to enjoy your first

time being raped, hm? Lets savore the moment..." He gives his member another squeeze, closing his eyes and willing paitence to himself. Take your time, he will taste

all the better in the end... His primal urges set aside for the moment, he takes a small case laying beside the mattress and pops it open, smiling down at the tools laying

within. A set of strong sissors, a thick line of anal beads, a tiny but powerful bullet vibrator, and a tube of heating lubricant... As well as a special gag of Edward's own

designe. Small , rounded hooks made to slip around the teeth, the gag would strap around the head of the victim and tiny little screws twist to force the mouth to open

as wide as the agressor wished...a perfect toy to rape his sweet little mouth without the dangers of biting...

Lucian takes out the sissors first, holding them up so Andrew can see. As fresh tears spill from the boy's eyes, Lucian chuckles, leaning down and licking one of the

salty trails away. "Shh... Behave, if you dont give me a reason to cut you, then I wont. I'm just taking a good look at my new pet. Stay still, sugarplum."

Andrew , trying to keep from hyperventilating, lays as still as he can, his eyes squeezed tight as he quietly snivels. Lucian lifts up the rim of the boy's shirt and slices

through it neatly, cutting right up to the neckline and slowly peeling the ripped fabric to either side of his chest. He gazes down in approval of what he sees, lightly

sculpted muscules, the beginings of a six pack on the young boy's athletic torso. Laying the sissors down for a moment, he lowers his face and presses his lips to the

boy's exposed belly, gently licking around his belly button, then dragging his tongue to lap inside of it. He kisses along his torso and closes his lips over one of the boy's

nipples, trapping it between his teeth and biting lightly, grinning as this arouses a sharp whimper from the shaking form below. Keeping his lips closed over the nipple, he

rotates between suckling on the hardening little nib of flesh, and biting at it, his tongue flicking over the sensative area roughly. one of his hands goes to the other nipple,

tweeking it firmly, twisting it this way and that and giving it a good firm tug every now and then. Every little whimper and sob that his actions cause seems to make him

almost drunk with pleasurable lust. Who knew torturing a helpless teen could be so much ... be so.... he had no words for how good this made him feel.

His tongue trails up the boy's bruised neck, tracing over each mark left by a nail. "Mmm.. you look pretty marked up like that.. I'll have to bruise you some more... You

taste delicious by the way.. so salty and sweet... " He buries his face against Andrew's ribs and kisses his way upward, lapping at the boy's armpit, causing a shudder

of disgust from him. Lucian licks his lips, sniffing at the boy deeply, almost intoxicated with the scent. "So musky with sweat... have a nice hard work out at practice,

Andy?"

He looks down at the boy, whos eyes are still firmly shut, as though trying to hide himself from the situation at hand. With a grin, Lucian pulls his arm back, and slugs

Andrew harshly in the gut. Andrew lets out a gasp of pain, his eyes flying open as he stares at Lucian, startled by the sudden agression. Lucian, no where near as

strongly built as Edward, or even Andrew for that case, had a look of pain before he realized Andrew had opened his eyes. Quickly hiding the look with a smug smirk,

he looks down at Andrew, rubbing his sore knuckles behind his back. "I asked you a question. When your masters ask you a question, i expect you to answer, got that,

Andrew? "

The boy looks incredulous for a moment, then lowers his gaze, his breathing ragged as he struggles to regain his breath. He nods, acknowledging Lucian's statement.

Lucian ruffles his hair with his unhurt hand, smirking. "Thats a good boy. So tell me, are you scared, Andy?"

Andrew nods to him without hesitation, afraid of inciting more pain from his attacker, new tears spilling down his cheeks.

"But you arent going to be a bad boy, now are you? That would make me so sad. "

He shakes his head, shivering as Lucian rub's his sore belly gently.

"Good. Lets continue then shall we? Time to take a peek at the best part..." Returning the sissors to his hand, Lucian slips the blades between Andrew's underwear and

the fabric, cutting down the pantleg on one side, then the other, letting the blue cloth fall around the boy's knees uselessly. Laying the sissors down, he places his hands

on the boys trembling thighs and spreads the wider, licking along the exposed skin until his nose rests against the cloth of Andrew's underwear. He takes another deep

breath, inhaling the sweaty scent of the boy's nether regions, slipping his tongue out to trace the contoures of Andrew's soft member through the moist fabric. "You are

so sweaty, you have a strong smell down here as well... " Grins up at the boy. " Do you like me lapping at your dirty penis, Andrew? "

Andrew closes his eyes, two fat tears rolling down his face as he tentitvly shakes his nead, not sure if Lucian expects him to lie or not. Lucian just laughs, grabbing the

fabric and tearing it open exposing the boy's genitles. "I like honesty, good choice~ Ohh.. Andy, how cute.. You're uncut.."

Lucian stares fixtatedly at Andrew's uncircumsized member. The boy was a healthy size, and had a nice plump set of balls. His member, soft and limp, rested atop a

bed of chestnut brown curles. Lucian gives a small frown to the tangle of hair. "I detest pubic hair. When we get you home thats getting shaved right off. Now.. lets

see the rest." Giving Andrew's ass a light squeeze, he pushes his cheeks apart and moves in. The boy squirms with a sharp whimper as without hesitation, Lucian digs

his tongue deep into the boy's hole, plundging it in and out as he tests his tightness and depth. Lucian pulls back with a grin, watching the boy kick a little in shock at the

sudden intrusion into his body. "If that got you all worked up, i have a very dissapointing surprise for you, Andy. "

Andrew, quickly going still, frightened his kicks would be met with violence, stares towards the case with apprehension as Lucian leans over it. The man's hands

resurface with the tube of lube. He squeezes a liberal amount into his leather gloved hand and claps it down over Andrew's member, giving the soft organ a gentle

pump and moving lower, coating his balls and then slipping a slick finger deep into his tight hole. Andrew bucks with a yelp as the finger probes in and out of his

clenched opening, the gel on his member and balls, and deep inside of him starting to heat and tingle. He lets out a shaky gasp as the sensation floods him, Lucian

firmly working his hole as he pumps his middle finger in and out rapidly. Andrew gasps and twitches, his toes curling and his legs jerking, his already bruised wrists

wrenching at the chains. Lucian slowly pulls his finger out, earning a sigh of relief from the shaken boy. He smirks and raises his gel covered glove to slowly circle the

boy's nipples, greasing them up. "Dont relax just yet kiddo, the fun is just begining~" Picking up the anal beads, Andrew recoiles as best he can, trying frantically to

close his legs but to no avail. "Shh.. Just take deep breaths and try to ease up. How are you going to take my cock up your ass if you cant handle a couple of these,

hm?"

Andrew, at his wits end, shakes his head frantically, screaming through his gag, pleading silently for Lucian not to violate him with the thick beads. Lucian just smiles,

pressing the first bead to the boy's twitching hole and forcing it in. Andrew gasps sharply and writhes in horror as Lucian barly gives him a chance to adjust to the mass

inside of him, pressing each incresingly larger bead in one after another. Gripping the handle of the toy, the man pulls back rapidly, emptying Andrew's insides, and then

pumps it back in filling him up just as quickly. He changes up the pace, slowly pushing in and out, and then gradually picking up speed once again. Andrew lets out sob

after sob as his ass is fucked roughly by the toy. Lucian, incensed by his tears, shoves the beads as deep as they can go inside of the boy and grips his hips, forcing him

to hand almost upside down. He grab's the boy's limp, gel coated member and begins to jerk him off, thumbing at his foreskin covered cockhead, gliding his fingers up

and down the shaft as he leans down and takes one plump ball into his mouth, rolling his tongue around it rapidly. A deep blush rushes to Andrew's cheeks and he lets

out a strangled groan of forced pleasure. As Lucian continues to work his fingers, Andrew's cock slowly begins to twitch and grow, his cockhead slowly slipping out of

the foreskin and his shaft soon standing shamefully thick and tall, a small vein pulsing down the center as beads of milky precum begin to pool at the tip.

Lucian pulls his mouth away from the boy's tightening balls, mocking him gleefully. "Look at this! A toy deep in that tight hole of yours and you're so hard that your dirty

little cock is trembling and brimming with pre... Quite a victim you are, enjoying being raped in the back of a van by a complete stranger!  "

Andrew shakes his head frantically, gasps rasping from his gagged mouth as his blush deepens. Lucian twists and pumps, moving faster and faster, his other hand

ramming the beads in and out of the boy until he can take no more. With a scream, he empties his load. Lucian aimes the boy's cock directly for his face below, forcing

him to coat himself with his own cum. Lucian lets the shaking boy drop, his legs hanging limply from the shakles above, his upper body shuddering and trembling.

Lucian kneels down and plants a kiss on the boy's temple. "I like this look on you.. Cum spilling down your face. A proper look suited for a slut like you~"

Lucian smiles down at the look of agony on the boy's face. Andrew gasps and turns his head away in shame, not able to look at Lucian anymore. With a soft hum,

Lucian removes his last two toys from the case. Turning the vibrator all the way up, he presses the tip of it to one of Andrew's nipples, causing him to jump. Andrew

squirms as Lucian passes the vibrator back and fourth between his two greased up nipples. Taking a sturdy strip of tape, he quickly presses the vibrator to the head of

Andrew's cock. Andrew bolts and bucks, ragged yelps escaping his throat as the bullet toy tortures his already spent cock. Lucian tapes the small vibrator down,

watching for a few seconds of glee as Andrew jerks around helplessly, fresh splurts of cum exploding from his sensative member before the overstimulation causes

him to piss himself. Splashes of golden fluid gush down his belly as he bucks uncontrolably, the unchecked pleasure far too much for him. As the warm stream of fluid

slowly becomes a trickle, his bladder empty, he cries out in agony as the vibrator continues to assault the bundle of nerves at the end of his shrinking cock. Lucian

probes at the soft cock, noting it starting to twitch and harden, though much slower then the last time. "Hurts like hell, doesnt it Andy? Isnt it strange, that something

that can make you feel so good can hurt so you badly? Dont worry though, you're already getting hard again, it'll feel amazing once you stiffen up a bit, then you can

cum all over again~"

 Without warning, he reaches down and rips the tape off of Andrew's mouth. The boy gasps a deep breath and starts pleading for mercy. "T.. turn it off, please!! I .. i

cant!..h..hurts!! It hurts!!" He bucks his hips wildly, babbling uncohersevly as the forced pleasure becomes too much, he groans in pain, tossing and turning his head

rapidly. "A.. Ahh!! N.. NO!! Please, S.. STOP!! C.. Cant... a.. ahhh....NHH!!"

Lucian takes the opertunity to slip the mouth gag toy onto Andrew as he cries out for mercy. Securly strapping it behind the boy's head, he twists the screws, relishing

the startled look on his frightened face as his mouth is wrenched into a wide O shape. Lucian pet's the boy's head twisting his fingers through his spiked hair roughly.

"Now listen up. We have a good three days drive from here to your new home. Unless you want to spend the next three days with that vibrator strapped to your cock,

i suggest you do something to make me happy. " With his free hand, he unzips his pants, and fishes out his cock, it springs out and rests inches from Andrew's widened

mouth, pulsing softly and dripping precum. Andrew, just wanting this to end, whines in agony before jerking his head forward as far as the chains will let him, starting to

encase Lucian's throbbing member in his wet, hot mouth. Lucian gasps softly and grips Andrew's hair, jerking the tortured boy back. "Mmm.. now now, what did i say

about rushing? Naughty boy... you wont get to finish so quickly... I want to enjoy this, if i wanted to get off i would have simply done it myself... use that hot juicy

tongue of yours... pleasure me..."

The boy lets out a whimper of frustration, his hips jerking as his cock, now fully hard once again, starts weeping fresh cum. Drool spills down the corners of his mouth

as he extends his tongue past his teeth, leaning in and pressing the tip of his tongue to the underside of Lucian's cockhead, dragging the warm moist flesh up to his slit.

Lucian gently pets the boy as he closes his eyes with a soft groan. "Thats it, you know how to do it right.. keep it up, lick me up like a little slut..."

Andrew , his eyes blurred with tears, guides his mouth up and down Lucian's throbbing hardness, licking along his pulsing veins, twisting his tongue around the head,

and pressing his mouth against the balls that hang below, lapping them up wetly as his body jerks and trembles, another orgasim about to overtake him. Lucian groans,

tangling his fingers in the boys sweaty hair. "Mmm.. like that dont you, Andy? Enjoy licking my balls? Like the taste of my dick against your tongue? Of course you do,

filthy little whore. Tell me, Andrew. Do you want to drink my cum?"

He pulls the boy's face, tilting it up. Andrew, his mouth wide, lets out little whimpers, not able to think straight anymore. He lets out increasingly loud whimpers and his

body shudders as he suddenly goes limp, rasping as his cum gushes out splashing over Lucian's back. Lucian chuckles, shaking the boy's head. "I asked you a question,

you better answer quick. That vibrator is going to be really painful in a second~"

Andrew stares up at Lucian, his eyes glassy, sweet little moans spilling from his mouth.  "A...Ahh~... Ahh!~...Nhhh!!!" His expression starts to change as pleasure

gives way to agony, the tip of his cock in agony as he thrashes and screams. Shaken from his stupor by the pain, he stares up at Lucian wide eyed, his tongue hanging

out as he laps at the man's cock frantically. Lucian grins."Is that a yes? Mm little cockslut? Do you want to drink down my cum?"

Andrew nods with a shriek of pain, his legs and hips jerking as if taken by a seizure. Lucian grabs Andrew's hair and forces his cock deep into the boy's throat, letting

out a groan of pleasure as his slaves muted groans spill around his hot flesh. It doent take long for him to cum in the boy's mouth. He rams hard and deep, spilling his

seed in the back of Andrew's throat. Letting the boy's head fall back, he sits beside him, lazily reaching over and pulling the vibrator off of his agonized member.

Andrew, free of the intense torment, slowly sinks back against the mattress, his chest heaving, eyes wide.

Lucian, after giving himself a moment, starts on cleanup. Unshackling the boy's legs, he pushes him gently off the mattress, looking down at the yellow stain with a

scowl. "Did you really have to piss yourself? Honestly, so much work..." With some manuvering in the tight space, he fllips the soiled mattress over. In the corner of

the van is a small box of wet wipes, that he uses to gently wipe the boy down. Andrew shivers under Lucian's touch, flinching as the man runs the cool wet cloth over

his member. Lucian grins as he lays the boy back on the clean side of the mattress. "Nice little work out for your first rape, hm? Dont worry, after the next few weeks,

you'll get used to being fucked so roughly. " He gives the anal beads inside of Andrew a tiny little pulse causing the boy to groan, his eyes rolling back. " I think it'll be

best to leave this in while you sleep. My partner... hes a pretty big guy. We dont want you to tear now do we?" He laughs" Besides, you need to stretch before a

workout, right? Well those beads will streatch you nice and wide for his hot cock." He reaches over and takes a thick, neatly folded blanket from beside the mattress

and lays it over the shivering boy, smoothing down his wet hair. " Get some rest okay? Ill let you have some water in a few hours when we stop. "

Andrew, too exhausted for even tears now, lays still, his arms aching as they remain chained up over his head, drool still spilling from his open mouth along with

Lucian's cum. He simply shivers under the older man's touch. Lucian smiles at the boy as he slowly looses the will to stay awake, his eyes sliding shut. He couldnt wait

to tag team his sweet little slave with Edward... and they hadent even reached the room under the cabin yet... So many plans, Lucian couldnt wait to break in his new

pet. By the time they were done with him, Andrew would be a wonton slut, bending to their every sexual desire... Lucian lays beside the boy, an arm over his chest

kissing at the back of his feverish neck. "Sleep well, Andy...We have so much work to do~"