Taken

Changes

I woke slowly. I was warm and someone was snuggled into me, spooning me. I realised I was fully clothed. I looked over at the clock on the nightstand. It was just before 10am.

It had been a fitful sleep and I was still tired and restless. Having put the party behind me I found that I had nothing else to focus on, leaving me stuck worrying about ‘what happens next’. Snippets of past conversations repeated over and over in my mind. Pavel’s big azure eyes studying me. Master telling me to trust him. I seemed to be spiralling into a dark place and despite how hard I was trying to be cheery and ‘okay’, I wasn’t. Above all I was frustrated that I had finally found friendship and a place where I felt I belonged. I didn’t want to go back and I wasn’t sure I wanted to go forwards either. That inner voice in my head kept nagging at me, telling me I shouldn’t want to be here, that I had been basically kidnapped, that these people weren’t really my friends..... all the usual crap. The voices in my head were counterproductive and driving me crazy.

“Oh shut the fuck up!” I said out loud in frustration to the voice in my head.

“Hey, I didn’t say anything....” the someone behind me said. He pulled me close. “Stop moving about” he said. “My head hurts.” It was TT. He slipped an arm around me and pushed himself closer, burying his face in the pillows.

I laughed at that and received a poke in the ribs as punishment. “Had a beer, did we?” I asked.

TT took his head out from under the pillow. “Well, being Blue’s best friend made me quite popular” he said. “As you weren’t around to soak up the adulation, I thought I’d do it for you.”

“Seems like you soaked up a bit too much adulation!” I said. “I’m getting in the shower. If you join me I’ll scrub your back for you. How’s that for adulation?” TT pulled a pillow over his head so I got out of bed and stripped off. By the time I had finished he was peaking out from under it.

“You’ve got a fantastic bottom” he said. “I could watch that all day.”

I giggled and jumped up on the bed, bouncing around just to annoy him. “Get up!” I said. “Come on. Look this is my last day with you. Who knows what happens from here? You might never see me again!”

Suddenly he was sitting up and grabbing me. He had a grumpy but cute frown on his face. “Hey, don’t say that!” He said. He was uncharacteristically serious.

I realised he wasn’t kidding. “I’m only joking around” I said. “But look, I don’t know what happens next. It’s not like we can just meet up at the cinema, you know? To be honest, I’ve been worrying about it all night. I can’t seem to get it out of my head and it is driving me nuts!”

He pulled me to him and kissed me and held me close. He rubbed his nose on mine and kissed me again. He had a tear in his eye. “I don’t want to lose you” he said quietly. “I’m serious. Your the first and best friend I’ve had!”

“Well, if I’m the first and only, it kinda makes me best, too, doesn’t it?”

He pulled a face and stuck his tongue out. “Best, and worst!” He said. “Besides, I appear to be growing in popularity. Maybe I don’t need you after all!”

I knew he was joking. I kissed him back, a long, slow, wet kiss designed to get him fired up enough to shower with me. Maybe some splashing about naked with another cute boy would lighten my mood. He returned my kiss, but he was still frowning when he pulled back. “Come on” he said. “Talk to me. What’s got under your skin?”

I told him more about my worries and concerns. I filled him in on what I knew, my feelings about what I didn’t know, and my fears about what might happen to me next. I got lost in the moment and when I looked back at TT he had a tear in his eye. In my mind I could hear him repeating what he said about not wanting to lose me and I was hit by a powerful wave of emotion. I didn’t want to lose him either. Or Eighteen. Or Master Johns. Or any of them. And I couldn’t see an option where I remained with these people despite what Master had said to me.

I was tired, strung out, and in desperate need of some honesty. My bottom lip started to wobble and suddenly I burst into tears, my shoulders rising and falling as I sobbed. I hated myself for being such a kid, but that just made everything worse.

TT looked utterly distraught. “Hey it’s okay!” He said, but I was crying like a baby and feeling very sorry for myself. I buried my head in my pillow and sobbed. I felt like an idiot.

TT could do nothing. I think he realised that it wasn’t anything he said. He rubbed my back. At one point he tentatively asked “what can I do?” but I couldn’t answer if I had wanted to.

True to form, it was at that point that Master decided to pop in for a visit. He poked his head around the door to make sure we were awake, saw that I was sobbing into my pillow with TT rubbing my back and looking helpless, and he came in.

“Why is it that every time I come to see you two, you either look miserable or you’re crying!” He was trying to be funny, but I wasn’t even listening. “Maybe I need to keep you two apart. You’re too much trouble when you’re together!”

When no-one answered or laughed, he frowned. “Okay, what’s going on?” He asked, his voice suddenly concerned. Again there was no response. I guessed that TT didn’t know what to say and I was just trying to get over myself, albeit unsuccessfully.

“TT make yourself scarce while I talk to golden boy here?” Master said. There was a long pause. TT got out of bed dressed only in his underpants. I heard him take a deep breath.

“No.” He said.

Suddenly I was listening intently, my breathing still ragged from crying. What was this about now? TT walked toward Master. He put his finger out and prodded the big man in his chest. “No!” He said again. “I will not!”

I took my head from under the pillow. Master was frowning down at TT and I could see that he was becoming irritated. “I said....” he began, but TT poked him again and interrupted.

“And I said no!” He said, his voice full of emotion. “You did this! You and your secrets and your bullshit...”

TT went off into an emotional rant. My eyes were wide. Master’s eyes were wide too and I wasn’t sure whether he was going to strike TT for insubordination or burst out laughing. TT had tears streaming down his face, tears of anger and frustration and fear at his own bravery. I admired him in that moment and the courage it must have taken to stand up to a man I knew he feared. They all feared Master Johns.

He continued to advance and pushed Master back to the door, prodding and poking his chest with his finger to emphasise every point. He wound himself up to finish. “I don’t have many friends but Blue is my friend and I will not let you muck him around any more. Now you get over there and you look him in his big blue eyes and you damn well tell him what he needs to hear, or.... or....”

Master got a far-off look and he glanced up at me. “Blue……” he said thoughtfully.

“Yeah we call him Blue now, on account…….”

“…..of his eyes” Master finished TT’s sentence, his voice quiet, introspective. He strode over to me, pushing TT absently out of the way. He took me by the shoulders, scaring me slightly, and looked deep into my eyes. “Unbelievable” he said, quietly and to himself. “It’s all in the eyes.”

“Yeah, his eyes. That’s his new nickname. It’s what everyone remembers about most about him…… What’s wrong?” TT asked, curiosity getting the better of his annoyance. “Did you hear anything I just said?”

“Blue” Master said again, his eyes narrow, clearly lost in thought.

“Yeah, Blue…..” TT said. “Look, at the very least you can tell him that he’s not going back to his grandfather, for Christ’s sake!”

“Blue…..” Master repeated. There was a pause and he added “That wasn’t his grandfather…….”

“What….?” I demanded at the same time as TT.

Master snapped out of it. He shook his head as if clearly his thoughts. This was a side to Master that I hadn’t seen. “What’s wrong?” I asked, now worried. In response, Master grabbed TT. I was fearful at first, but the big man pulled my friend into a huge bear hug.

“You beautiful, beautiful boy!” Master shouted with glee. “Wait here” and he was gone. He rushed out of the door, slamming it closed behind him.

TT looked at me. I looked at him. We both burst out laughing.

“Oh god, I’m so sorry TT!” I said, wiping my face with my hands. “I’m such a fucking baby sometimes. I am an emotional mess!”

TT came and sat in the bed. “No, you’re not!” He said emphatically. “You’ve been through enough. And you have done nothing but help these people. You take nothing for yourself. I’m not having it.”

I smiled at him. “Big tough TT gonna look after me?”

TT shrugged but he wasn’t going to take the bait. “If I have to. Master Johns doesn’t scare me!” I laughed at that. “Ok, so he terrifies me..... but that won’t stop me from sticking up for my friends.”

I pulled him in for a hug. “My hero.” I said. “Now, what the fuck was all that about?”

“I have no idea. But I’m not finished. He needs to sort this out and keeping you waiting is not good enough.” TT said. I smiled. He was so sincere. “But what he said about your grandfather…….”

“I know.” I said. “I don’t understand. And now he’s not here to ask!”

“Okay, let’s go shower. We’ll get ready and we’ll go find him. This has to finish today, okay?” TT said, his hand on my cheek.

I agreed and we decided to put Master, and blue eyes, and anger on hold and get showered and ready. As his adrenaline levels returned to normal TT was reminded that his head hurt and I hadn’t showered since spending time with Christian. We showered together and as we walked from the bathroom wrapped in fluffy white towels, Master was waiting for us with the doctor.

“Sit here” the doctor said. He took my arm and applied a tourniquet, tapping my veins with his finger to make them stand out. He stuck me with a needle and took a couple of vials of my blood. Without saying anything further he hurried out of the room.

I looked up at Master who was studying me intently. “Okay, what’s going on?” I asked.

He frowned, his face thoughtful. He was about to speak when there was a knock at the door and a runner entered, out of breath.

“Message from Himself, sir” he said between gulping breaths.

“Go on” said Master.

“Private message sir” he said, looking around.

“Tell me!” Master said, getting frustrated.

“Message is: things moving fast. Secure him then come to me.”

Master didn’t hesitate. “Go and find Anrey, Jenks, and Connor. I want them here now. Then run to the garages. I want two cars ready in five minutes. You got all of that?” The runner repeated the instruction, then turned and left in a hurry.

I raised my eyebrows in Master’s direction but he pointedly ignored me and went to gaze out of one of the windows. TT and I exchanged glances but we remained quiet. This did not seem to be the time for idle banter. Within only a few minutes Mistress Anrey, Mister Connor, and the head of security came hurrying into the room.

Master turned to face them all. “I will be leaving shortly to meet up with Pavel. Anrey, the boy has a client tomorrow. Cancel it.”

Mistress Anrey confirmed but she added “I’ll need to replace. It’s an important client”.

Master rubbed his head. He looked over at TT and made a decision. “Book him with TT here. TT, you need to make this good as the client was expecting the gold standard. Keep him happy and I’ll permit you to keep hold of that silver tassel, if you want it.”

TT’s mouth fell open. He looked to me, torn between wanting to keep his silver status, but not wanting to step on my toes. I nodded emphatically at him. He turned back to Master. “I can do that, if it helps!” He said.

“Good. It does. Anrey, all good?”

Mistress Anrey looked TT up and down. “With a bit of instruction...... yes that could work.” She said. “If he manages to keep his mouth shut, that is!”

“Good. Connor, you’re to take the boy back to the safe house and go into lockdown. Jenks, send your best man with him. No uniforms. Casual and under the radar. Okay?”

The head of security nodded. “Wilco. You want lockdown here, too?” He asked.

“No. But let’s increase security at the gates and ensure no-one outside the organisation comes or goes until everyone is back where they belong. Let’s keep our promise to the crew, but I want this placed clear at 7pm sharp. Everyone is to remain ready.”

“What are we making ready for, Master Johns?” Ask Anrey.

“I don’t know. A possible incursion, maybe.”

The security chief gestured to the door and Master nodded. He left, hurrying to organise. Mistress Anrey took TT by the arm and started to usher him out. He pulled away and looked like he was about to protest. Master looked up at him.

“TT, this isn’t the time. I heard what you said, okay. You’re a good friend. I’m his friend too. Now let me handle it. Go with Mistress Anrey. You’ll see him again soon.” He looked to me and I nodded, and then they were gone too.

Master pulled Connor close. He spoke quietly in his ear so I couldn’t hear what was said. Connor pulled back. He nodded. “I understand” he said. He turned to me. “I’ll be in the car at the front. Get dressed and get to me quickly please, young man”. And then it was just Master and me in the room.

“I will come to the house tomorrow, middle of the afternoon all being well” he said. “We’ll talk then. I’ll tell you everything. There’s one final piece of the jigsaw puzzle that I’ll have confirmed by then.” He paused, studying me, looking me in the eyes again. “Not that I need it any longer” He paced the length of the room, turned, and walked back to me. He gently touched my chin and raised my head up again. He looked into my eyes and slowly shook his head. “Right in front of me this whole time” he said quietly, to himself. I was about to speak, to ask what was going on but he got there first.

“I shouldn’t have said what I said. Without context, without further explanation, and now there is no time. But it’s true, the man you grew up with was never your grandfather.”

I caught my breath, that message hitting home. Everything in my life had been a lie.

Master frowned. He hugged me close briefly, then held me at arms length so he could look at me again. “Hear me well, my friend. I promise you this with all of my heart. It will kill me to tell you everything, but tomorrow I will do just that. And from then you’ll have whatever future you want. Anything. I have an offer for you. Options. You understand me?”

I nodded dumbly. His intensity in that moment was hard to take, hard to get my head around.

“Now get dressed. Go with Connor. Remain in your room. I’m sorry you’re missing the fun here today, especially as it’s in your honour!” He smiled. “But I need you to do as I’m asking and to trust me one final time. Okay?” His look was clear. It wasn’t a question. He needed me to comply.

I nodded. I got dressed, his eyes on me the whole time. He escorted me downstairs personally. We passed several of the crew and other people. A few called out to me, saying ‘hi’ or ‘thanks’ or something similar. Master kept his hand on my back and kept me moving.

I got back home in double quick time. Connor spent the drive avoiding eye contact and looking out of the window, so I assumed there was no point in asking him anything. The security guard sat up front and was silent and the driver drove like a maniac through traffic.

When I got back to my room I lay on my bed, flicked on the TV, and told myself I’d just have to be patient for one more day.

- - - - - - - - - - - -

This was my last day of captivity.

My final client was cancelled and being serviced by TT. I just had to kill time until the middle of the afternoon when Master would arrive and the next chapter of my life would start.

I had so many questions. So many things that needed clearing up. But I was nervous too. Against all the odds I had made friends here. I was no longer scared to admit that my life was better as a sex toy than it had been before! Who knew what tomorrow might bring. I decided to put everything out of my mind and to trust Master. It wasn’t long before the mysteries of the last weeks would be resolved. I had to believe that he wouldn’t let me down.

I got up, showered and dressed in some shorts and a t-shirt. I was lounging on my bed when I heard a lot of noise from downstairs.

There was a huge bang and the whole house shook. There was angry shouting. I rushed to the top of the stairs to see Mister Connor running up from the first floor. “Go!” He shouted urgently. “Hide!”

I was too slow, frozen to the spot. Almost immediately three men were on the stairs closely following Mister Conner. They were dressed in black military-looking gear. They grabbed Mister Connor and threw him back down the stairs.

I ran back into my bedroom and slammed the door. It was no good. The lock had been removed when I moved in here and the three men kicked the door open with ease anyway. I shrunk back onto the bed. “What’s going on?” I shouted. “Who are you?”

One of the men grabbed me by my hair and pulled me along with him. I punched and kicked but this guy was far bigger and stronger than me. He pulled me along the hallway and down the flight of stairs. Mister Connor was just getting to his feet. One of the men whistled and two enormous dogs came roaring in. They were savage. Big, muscular animals bigger than me, ready to tear Mister Connor apart.

“Guard!” One of the men said. The dogs stopped advancing, pinning Mister Connor in the corner. “Stand down or I’ll release them. They’ll kill you” he said to Mister Connor. His voice was low and menacing.

Mister Connor yelled and rushed for the nearest man and one of the dogs attacked, leaping at him and grabbing his arm in his jaws. Mister Connor was forced back, his arm a bloody mess. He looked at me, cradling his arm. “I’m sorry” he said. One of the men called the dog away and stepped forward. He punched Mister Connor hard in the face, knocking him unconscious.

One of the men grabbed my arm and lifted me off the ground. I tried to fight, punching and kicking. The man stopped. “Boy” he growled, “come quietly or come unconscious. I don’t fucking care which!” I stopped fighting but I yelled at him. “What are you doing? Where are you taking me”

The man looked down at me, his grip on my arm hurting me. “You’re about to have a change of ownership” he said, and he pulled me down to the ground floor and out of the house. “Come on, outta here now“ he yelled and a team of similarly dressed men filed in behind him. The door was in the street having been blasted off its hinges, the locks all bent and broken. The big man dragged me to the road, my feet scraping along the ground. There was a delivery truck parked up. He opened the tailgate and physically threw me up and inside. He whistled and the dogs came bounding out of the house to the truck. They leapt up into the back of the truck and sat. I got up to make a break for it. The man punched me hard in the gut, winding me badly. I bent over, holding my stomach. He sent another punch to the side of my head, knocking me the to floor of the truck where my vision closed in.

Everything went black. 

To be continued soon.........