"No, I'm sorry Blaine. This is Ms. Finely, your father's secretary. He sends his regrets that he was unable to call you himself, but as you may know he is very busy. Now I understand there is some emergency, which I am also very sorry. Your father has requested that you explain the situation to me and I will relay the necessary information."

The flicker hope in Blaine's head was quickly squelched by the rehearsed and uncaring voice on the other end of the line.

"Please, Ms. Finely. I need to speak to my father. It is an emergency that only he can fix." Blaine tired to steady his voice to sound forceful in his pleas for his father, but the vast amount of fear and hopelessness shone through in his small voice.

"Blaine, I am very sorry. Please know that your father is concerned but unable to speak to you at the moment."

"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THE AMOUNT OF CONCERN MY FATHER HAS AT THE MOMENT. I'LL I KNOW IS THAT I NEED TO SPEAK TO HIM! THIS IS A LIFE OR DEATH SITAUATION!" Blaine shouted into the small phone, rage causing his body to shake violently.

He could her Mr. Finely voice strain, as she was not expecting this type of reaction. "I will see what I can do." Blaine heard the phone click and the sickening elevator type hold music sounded from the phones speaker. Blaine snuck against the wall and once again let himself succumb to tears.

"Oh, Kurt. There is no time for sleeping just yet." Sir said with a grin as the young boy slacked in the chair and let his head fall onto his chest. "We are just getting started." Sir said as he turned back to the duffle bag in the corner. Rex, in turn and loosened the metal collar that was around Kurt's neck allowing airflow back through the bruised vocal chords. Kurt let out a small cough and took in a shuddering breath. He raised his head hoping the torture was over. As he senses came back to him a fresh scent of blood wafted over to his corner of the room, Kurt's eyes widened as he turned to the source of the smell and saw an unconscious Rachel Berry lying in a pool of blood, with a very aroused Andy thrusting mercilessly into her. The young girls body moved limply along with the moment. Bile quickly rose in Kurt's throat and as he tried to lean over to vomit. He was still bound to the chair so the sickness came out and spread down his neck and chin. He couldn't bear to watch the revolting scene in front of him. His body began to shake as nausea continued to roll within his stomach. "Looks like the queer doesn't enjoy a little hetro sex" Rex said with a laugh.

"Rex, you know we don't talk like that. I have nothing against Kurt's sexual orientation because frankly it doesn't matter. What does matter is that he is able to endure the fun we have planned." Sir said as he stepped closer to Kurt holding a hammer, some nails, and a very sharp knife.

Blaine began to rock back in forth. He barely registered the voices from the other room that came form the speaker in the corner. He just wanted his dad, he wanted this all to be over. After five minutes of the repetitious hold music a voice sounded on the line. "Blaine, I have gotten a hold of your father, I am connecting you now." Blaine heard a beep. And the deep voice of his father came through the speaker…."Blaine, this better be important."

"Dad." Blaine wanted to break down. He had succeeded in getting his father on the phone. They were going to be ok, Kurt and Rachel were going to be ok. "Dad, Sir kidnapped Kurt and Rachel, he is torturing them right now! Dad please, I don't know what he wants, Dad I am so scared." Blaine's words were made thick by his tears.

"Dammit, has he laid a hand on you Blaine because if he has you know we have to call the police." Mr. Anderson replied.

"No dad, that is why my friends are in this mess. He is using them for leverage." Blaine said with a sniff.

"Ok, is there anyway I can talk to this bastard?"

"I will try to get him to come in here." Blaine replied.

Kurt pushed himself back into the chair in attempts to escape the nearing knife. Sir's eyes gleamed with glee as he brought the knife to Kurt chest and made a slice in the boy's shirt. Kurt gasped as the knife caught on his skin and made a shallow cut. "Oh, darling that was nothing." Sir said as he cut Kurt's button down to shreds. Kurt could feel the cold air on his exposed skin and his body began to shiver. Sir began to raise the knife in preparation of striking when Blaine's voice came through the speaker sharp and clear. "STOP! I HAVE MY DAD ON THE PHONE YOU BASTARD! A DEAL IS DEAL!"

Sir snarled, and nodded to Rex who went over to Adam who was zipping up his pants in the corner. "Looks like our fun is over for know. But don't get to comfortable." Sir said as he plunged the knife into the back of Kurt's hand and left the room.