The next thing Blaine felt was the sharp sting of a needle going into his neck and it all went black...

The next time he woke he was not in the white room anymore and was not laying down, his head was heavy and his chin to his chest, dribble running down his chest from the ball gag. Blaine breathed deep and slowly through his nose, trying to calm himself down. He tried to open his eyes but he felt the strap of what seemed to be a blindfold behind his head. He had hoped that this was all a bad dream caused by the lack of sleep and food, but feeling the restraints on his wrists and ankles, the blindfold and the numb ache in his jaw from where the ball gag had been in he soon realized that the bad dream was actually real.

The next thing Blaine knew his blind fold was removed, blinking a few times to steady his blurry and sore eyes, he came face to face with the most beautiful yet worst human being he had ever met. He stood there in all his glory, knee high leather boots, skinny black jeans and a very tight black top that showed off his amazing slim figure. The brown hair still perfectly shaped and not a hair out of place his eyes bluer than Blaine had ever seen, his skin tone pale as if almost white. The man smiled and his teeth were just as beautiful as he was, Blaine wished there was something wrong with him so he could At least hate the look of something about him.

The man placed the blind fold in a black wooden table that stood in the corner of the poorly lit room, Blaine looked to his right arm then his left, He was chained to the wall naked except for the tiny white briefs he doesn't remember owning on. Tears run down his hot cheeks his eyes stung from crying so much, he felt so hopeless and ashamed, he had never been this naked in front of anyone, especially not a stunning man like this. The man walked back over to Blaine lightly touching his stomach up and down "you would be so beautiful if it wasn't for that disgusting mouth of yours." The man spoke calmly and forcefully. "Its such a shame you could be the perfect slave...But i suppose that why they make these handy ball gags" He chuckled. Blaine felt the sickness in his stomach start to make a reappearance again. The mans hands were moving slowly and lower over every part of exposed skin. He ran his hands do lightly over the white briefs feeling Blaine, Blaine dick twitched at the touch as the man slowly moved is circles over the briefs, Blaine wished he had At least the control of his own bodily functions but his dick was getting harder by each circle, Blaine put his head to his chest and just cried, he was helpless, there was nothing he was in control of anymore, he would never be in control again.

As Blaine dick grew the man couldn't help but laugh " i knew it wouldn't take much to win you over...you like that don't you?!". Blaine let out a frustrated noise as in protest but there was nothing he could do. He hated himself so much right now and hated the beautiful man for doing this to him. "There is no need to be so aggressive!" The man shot with a chuckle. Blaine didn't do anything, there was nothing he could do, he just cried silent tears. "What not talking anymore?...have you actually shut up!" The man laughed back. "maybe we should take that ball out and see how much you talk then" The man raised his hands around Blaine head and undid the strap the ball gag fell out of Blaine mouth, opening and closing his mouth a few times so he could lessen the ache Blaine felt the anger in him grow again and couldn't hold it back anymore.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING YOU SICK PERVERTED CUNT!" Blaine spat at the man and it hit his show. A hard slap to the face was the response. "THESE BOOTS ARE DOC MARTIN YOU DIRTY LITTLE FUCK" The man had hold of a fist full of Blaines hair pulling his head back so he made eye contact. "YOU WILL LEARN TO ONLY SPEAK WHEN YOU ARE SPOKE TO AND TO NOT BE SO DISRESPECTFUL TO YOUR MASTER!" The man was red in the face he was livid with anger. "YOU CAN GO FUCK YOURSELF" Blaine snarled back. Another slap to the face but it was the hardest yet.

"you can protest and scream and cry and beg all you want slave, you are never going to be able to stop me, and the sooner you realize that the sooner you might actually start to enjoy this little experience." The man spoke calmly again and was looking Blaine straight in the eyes still holding the fist full of hair. "I WILL NEVER ENJOY ANYTHING THAT YOU DO TO ME, I WILL NEVER RESPECT YOU AND I WILL NEVER EVER STOP HATING YOU WITH EVERY OUNCE OF MY BODY..AND I WILL NEVER EVER BEG YOU!" Blaine felt his eyes start to blur he wouldn't look away he was not going to show the monster anything.

"Well...we will see about that." laughed the man pulling at Blaines hair and shoving his head back hard again the wall.