Kurt woke up to see Blaine was not in bed. He quickly grabbed some clothes from Blaine's dresser, he wouldn't mind, and wandered down to the kitchen, only to find someone else there, a young woman. "Um, hello?" Kurt called out. The woman turned around and smiled. She was pretty with long black hair. "Hello! My name's Lisa! Mr. Anderson called me in this morning to make breakfast for you. He also said to tell you, at 10 o' clock he'll be sending a car for you to go shopping for some clothes. He left his checkbook. You'll be joining him for lunch at the Bazzar, and then you'll be returning home to start working on your assignments for the internship which are installed on a list upstairs for you on the computer in the study." Kurt just nodded. "O-okay. Thank you, Lisa. Thank you for breakfast." Lisa just smiled and handed Kurt the new Samsung Galaxy phone. "This is your work phone from Mr. Anderson. You might want to go make sure you're ready for the car. It is actually 9:30." Kurt gasped and ran to go start his moisterizing routine. Half an hour later, Kurt heard a honking outside and looked outside to see a small black limousine. He walked outside with Blaine's checkbook in hand and climbed into the backseat. "Hello. I'm Trent Harwood. I'll be driving you down to our local shopping center. We have Macy's, The Gap, and other well known stores so Mr. Anderson knew you'd be comfortable. Also, per request, we'll be stopping by to pick up a few tuxes for when you're expected to accompany Mr. Anderson to public events. He already ordered them so we just need to go pick them up." Kurt smiled and nodded. "So, who are you?" "Oh, of course. I work with Mr. Anderson.." Kurt nodded and sat quietly next to Thad. Ten minutes had past and Kurt was quietly texting Blaine on his phone. All of a sudden something was being thrusted over Kurt's head and he was knocked off of his seat to the floor of the limo.

"Sebastian! Take this phone and check to see if our cover is blown!" All of a sudden whatever was on his head was lifted off and he saw Thad above him, straddling his waist so he couldn't get up. "Let me go!" Kurt yelled and tried to shove Thad off but to no avail. "Hmm. I don't think so, sweetie. You see, you stupidly ran into our little trap, and now, well you're stuck. You really shouldn't get involved with someone like Blaine." Thad chuckled. "All clear." The driver yelled back and Thad smiled. "Perfect." He then moved to look closer at Kurt's face, who was now crying. "You really are, beautiful. No wonder Blaine wanted to make you his little house-husband. Too bad he won't want you after I'm through with you." "No! Please..don't touch me!" Thad just laughed and ripped Kurt's shirt off and began groping all over his chest. "Please..no." Kurt begged. "Shh..come on baby. Give it up." Thad said, licking away Kurt's tears and unbuttoning Kurt's pants. Kurt continued to cry as Thad pulled off his boxers and grabbed Kurt and bent him over the car seat. "Mm, you taste so good. Can't wait to fuck you." Kurt tried to break away but Thad wasn't budging. He felt Thad pushing against his entrance before he pushed all of the way in in one thrust, causing Kurt to let out a blood curdling scream. "No!" Thad just laughed and continued to thrust in and out of Kurt. "Fuck, Kurt baby. So damn tight. You must be a virgin. Mmm." Kurt continued to cry until he felt Thad coming inside of him. "Damn, Kurt..God that felt so great. Now let's go show Blainey how much of a whore you are." (((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((9)))))))))))))) )))))))))))))))))))))))))))) Blaine was pacing in his office, when Lisa called him. "Yes, Lisa? Did Kurt get off okay?" "That's the thing, Wes is still here. Kurt got into the wrong car! And Blaine..it had the Harwood logo on the license plate." Blaine fell into his chair. "Get, g-get Wes over here now. We need to find him." "Yes, Sir!" Blaine laid his head on his desk when there was a knock on his door and in walked Thad Harwood himself. "Hello, Blainey boy. Nice day, huh?" Blaine glared and stood from his seat and stalked towards Thad. "Where is he? Lisa told me where. Where's Kurt?!" Thad chuckled and walked forward and in walked Sebastian Smythe, holding onto a crying Kurt. "Let him go!" Blaine demanded. "Not yet..first off, we need some things from you." Blaine glared at Thad. "What do you want?" Thad chuckled. "What you have everything of. Money, Blaine. You write me a check, I give you your little whore back. Blaine glared even harder at Thad. "Don't you dare call him that, Harwood. I will kick your ass if you ever disrespect him like that." Thad grinned. "Well, I'm just being honest Blainey boy. I mean, if he wasn't a whore he took my cock pretty well for a prude then." Blaine blinked, "What?" "No! Blaine, he-he made me. It hurt so bad!" Kurt was crying from Sebastians grip. "You sick fuck!" Blaine exclaimed before lunging at Thad who quickly stepped out of the way. "Okay, here's the deal, Blainey. You write me a check, we give you Kurt back, everythings fine. But if you put up a fight I'm sure Sebastian over here would love to have his turn with Kurt, and afterwards put a bullet through his brain." Blaine gasped. "No, no. How much do you want." "100 grand should tie us over. I know you got way more than that when Papa Anderson died so it shouldn't be a problem." Blaine sighed and got out his checkbook before writing Thad a check and handing it out. "Thank you, Blaine. Now if you'll excuse us." Sebastian began dragging a screaming Kurt out of the room. "Blaine! Help!" Blaine tried to run after him but was blocked by Thad's arm knocking him backwards. "A deals a deal, Thad! Give him back!" Thad laughed. "Well, you see. I want to make sure you won't cancel this check so we'll let it run through and once it goes through, you'll have him back. Do anything stupid and Bas and I will both ruin your little boyfriend before blowing his brains out. Your choice." Thad left with a smirk and Blaine sank on the floor crying.