Blaine laid face down to the table, it felt like he had been there forever, his throat was sore and he was still crying and occasionally sobbing into the mask, his brain going over everything that had just happened. He felt the trickle of liquid coming from his throbbing soar hole and didn't know if it was that sick cunts cum or the blood from the torn mess.

Blaine had thought many times about the way he would lose his virginity, with someone that he loved and trusted and someone who he wanted to share the most precious thing he could give to someone, he had heard from boys but mostly girls, that they regretted who they had lost their V to and how they wished they had waited a little longer for the right person. Blaine was always determined not to throw his away; he would wait for the right person. He wouldn't just be a quick fuck in a bathroom; He wanted it to be perfect.

Blaine heard the sound of the wooden door open but he didn't move, didn't even attempt to make a sound. He felt broken, it wasn't until this moment that he actually felt ruined, it all hit him as soon as that bastard had left the room, and this was to be his life now. He was a nothing and would never be anything, all the hopes and dreams he had at Dalton and home meant nothing now, he would never ever come close to being what he wanted to be when he was a boy and dreamed of being an actor on stage or a singer in a band or a power ranger, they seemed so far away now, they would always just be dreams.

Men came into the room and started to untie Blaine from the table, he didn't know how long he had been there or how long it had been since he had been raped. It could of been an hour or even a few days it was all just a blur, he didn't know if he had slept or just been in a dazed state or thought. Blaine was soon shaken from his thoughts when one of the men shoved an over sized plug into the mess of his hole "ARGH YOU CUNT!" Blaine screamed with pain as the man kept pushing and shoving the plug in until it would fit with force. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU GET THE FUCK ARGHHHHHHHH" Blaine still attached to the bar and his neck still stuck to the table he couldn't do much to stop them.

Someone unzipped the mask and removed it and the collar from Blaine's head for him only to be greeted with a sharp back handed slap to the face. A ball gag was forced into his mouth and a blind fold placed over his eyes, and a thick leather collar padlocked around his neck. Rope was then wrapped around the top if his arms all the way down to his wrists, then the cuffs were removed from the bar and clamped together. The small metal bar was then removed from in between Blaine's ankles and replaced with a much wider bar. Blaine was then lifted from the table and hung upside down by the bar from the ceiling.

The blood rushed to his head and black spots started to appear in his eyes his hearing went muffled, hoping to pass out Blaine was shocked when he was yanked by the back of his neck and his upper body was moved so it was curved and the blood wouldn't rush to his head, obviously the men had thought about the head rush and didn't want Blaine to be able to pass out, that would be too easy. A rope had been strung through the hoop on the collar and tied to the bar. It was so uncomfortable and with his arms roped all the way and tied behind his back he was amazed he could actually flex this much even if it was with an unbelievable amount of pain and ache. Blaine hung like this for a while, his arms had gone numb and pins and needles had been there ages and his back ached and the plug in his arse throbbed and stung with every tiny movement. The men had left as soon as Blaine was suspended from the ceiling.

The heavy wooden door cracked open and shut with the sound of the locks being clicked in, Blaine didn't move, he couldn't move. Then the sound of heavy boots that could only be Kurt, who had came back to look at his latest work. The sound stopped behind Blaine and the rope that was attached to the bar that held Blaine's head up was released and Blaine's upper body flopped down so he was once again only suspended by the bar.

"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Blaine let out a muffled scream as the rope was released the movement caused so much pain from the plug and his arms felt as if they had been ripped off. "You didn't think that was the only punishment you would get did you Blainey... I haven't even started yet." A punch to Blaine's ribs and a punch to the bottom of the plug, Blaine wanted to scream but the punch to the ribs had winded him and all he could do was cough. This had only just begun...