A/N - trigger warning: abusive relationship(?), dub cons(?), violence... that said, should you choose to... read to the end for the nuances or you will miss something big... (drumroll please) 

I sighed and flopped onto the couch. The soft surface was a welcome change from being on my feet all day. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Then the door burst open and I looked up in a panic. No, it was too early for him to be here! I looked at the clock and realised that it was me who was late.

"Turn around slut." The man growled at me. I shook my head and whimpered.

"No, Trevor, I'm too tired..." I started to say, but I was cut off with a stinging slap that snapped my head to the side. My face was grabbed and a glare was leveled at me.

"The f*ck you just say? I think you just said 'yes sir', am I right?" He hissed at me. Before I had a chance to respond, I was forced around onto my knees and my jeans dropped. I shook and started to cry. I was in so much trouble. The second the fat cock slipped in, I shuddered. The sick feeling in my stomach rolled.

I wondered how long I had to live. How long until Trevor noticed...? My skin crawled as I felt the pull of the d*ck inside my arse. It made my head swim and my bile rise. Suddenly my hair was nearly ripped from my skull. I felt the punch to my side and heard the loud cursing behind me. I was thrown onto the floor and kicked in the side.

"What the f*ck!?" You piece of garbage! Are you f*cking seeing this?" I looked up at the man and whimpered when I saw the problem. I flinched when Trevor grabbed me by the neck and forced me down the hall. I was shoved into the bathroom and onto my knees in the tub.

"I'm sorry Trevor. I worked overtime today... I didn't mean to..." I pleaded with him. Trev shook his head in disbelief and disgust.

"Clean it. Now! You f*cking dirty piece of sh*t." He screamed at me. He threw the nozzle at me and crossed his arms with a sour look. I warmed the water up and gently washed my own foulness from Trev's length. I could hardly see with my tears. I knew I was really in for it. This was the first time I had forgotten to get ready right when I got home. I should have known better.

"I'm sorry Trev, it won't happen again. I promise." I mumbled pitifully. He smacked my face and made me look at him.

"You are damn right it won't happen again. You are just lucky I didn't make you eat it. Next time I will, I promise you." He muttered back. I gagged a little at the mere thought of it. He chuckled and stepped out of the tub to dry off. When I tried to follow he kicked me back in. I saw him reach for the cleaning tool and I panicked a little.

"No, please Trevor..." I begged. He smacked my arse and changed the tool on the end of the hose. Then he put the spray on and shoved it between my cheeks. I swore as the gush of hot water flooded my insides. It burned with how hot he had it and I trembled in pain. "It's too hot! Ah, please!"

"Oh. Is that right? My bad. Here, how's this?" He grinned sadistically at me as he turned the hot water completely off. The flush of cold went in and chilled me to the bone. My teeth chattered and my back shivered from the icy temperature. My butt spewed the fouled water into the tub each time he pulled out a bit.

"It-it-it is too c-c-cold now." I entreated his mercy. He just laughed grimly.

"What a f*cking baby. First it is too hot, now it is too cold. Make up your f*cking mind slut. How do you want it?" He kept filling me up until the water ran clear again. Then he soaped me up with scented body wash and rinsed me off. I thought I might get a warm towel, but he didn't even offer a cloth. Instead he pushed me to my knees on the tile floor.

I was bent over the cold tub and he pressed himself back inside me. There was still a little water leaking out around his c*ck, which he used to pump himself into me. My knees hurt. My hips were digging into the cold plastic tub form. My arms were floundering for some kind of bracing and failing miserably. I was flopping awkwardly over the damp fixture while he pounded into me.

I grabbed the curtain and he smacked my hand off of it. He pushed my head down and snapped his hips harshly into mine. I felt him pull out and spray his seed all over my back. Then he spanked me, really hard and at least a dozen strokes.

"What do you do when you get home?" He yelled at me.

"Clean myself!" I sobbed.

"Why?" He shouted. I put my hands over my ears and closed my eyes. He smacked the back of my head. "I said why! Answer me!"

"Because I am your slut!" I finally responded. He laughed and his touch gentled for a split second.

"That's right. You are my slut. Now clean this mess up and then go make dinner. Got it?" He left the bathroom and I looked around in dismay. There was water everywhere. His towel was thrown on the floor. The body wash was dripping onto the floor. Plus, I had to change the nozzle back on the shower.

I sighed and did as he told me to. The bathroom was spotless and dinner was served only an hour later. He watched me from slitted eyes as I served him his food. I ducked when he lifted his hand and he growled at me. That was going to cost me. I sat down and ate as much as I could before he took my plate away.

Then he pointed to the bedroom. I put my head down and wandered down the hall to the bedroom. He smacked my arse on the way there and chuckled when I squawked. When we got there, he pushed me onto my back. I shook, anticipating what was coming next. Trevor never wanted to see my face, not unless he was feeling particularly cruel.

Sure enough, he came forward with a cage and strapped me in so tightly it pinched. I watched as he put a c*ck-ring on himself as well, making his swollen d*ck thicken to greater proportions with the trapped blood. He pushed into me without any lube and it pulled at the skin uncomfortably. He hovered over my torso and grinned.

His hands came up and slipped around my throat. I felt the blood rushing in my head as he cut off both my air and blood supply. He pounded his hips, using his tight grip as leverage. I gasped and thrashed for air as he tightened his hold until it hurt. I heard rushing in my ears as my eyes began to roll.

I saw static clouding my vision as I began to pass out. A white, brightness took over and my entire body felt light and heavy at the same time. I lost control and slipped into oblivion. I didn't think I would wake up this time. But I did. I woke to his hot lips on mine. I didn't dare kiss him back. I just stared at him over me.

I could feel his cumm sliding out of my arse. He had finished in me while I was passed out. My own cock was red and straining from being locked in the device for who knows how long. My neck hurt badly, especially since he stroked over it while it was bruised.

"If you weren't so fucking beautiful, I'd have slit your throat a long time ago." He promised me as he pulled away. He got comfortable in the bed, ignoring me completely. I gingerly sat up and removed the cage from my aching flesh. I went to the bathroom and cleaned up again. I looked in the mirror and noticed my cheek bruising with a sigh.

*

"You should leave that asshole." My friend Edwin said to me. He was looking at my face with concern. I blushed under his scrutiny. I shook my head.

"It was my own fault. Really Ed. Besides, I don't have anywhere to go. It is his apartment, so I can't kick him out. It is not that bad." I excused my bruises as Ed fumed in front of me.

"Come live with me then. I mean it, Dennis. I will take care of you. I promise." He took my hand and I stared at him in shock. I started to shake my head no, but he leaned forward to kiss me gently. His mouth was warm and sweet. It tasted like hot chocolate. I melted a little into it. I found myself reluctantly nodding.

"Alright, but I want you to come with me to get my things." I looked up at him with my best puppy dog eyes. He smiled, all understanding.

"Of course. I will protect you from that stupid abuser." He took my hand in his and led me down the sidewalk to his car. I watched his tall form with some hunger. He was a good looking man, so I couldn't complain. Perhaps this was my lucky break? I sighed with content. He helped me open the door to the apartment when we got there, and pack my few things into a bag.

"Where the f*ck do you think you are going?" We both spun at the dark voice from the doorway. I started to tremble and looked down right away. Ed stepped between us and cracked his knuckles menacingly.

"He's coming with me." He growled. Trevor shook his head and rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, whatever. I'll be here when you dump his sorry arse to the curb." He turned to leave and ignored us as we walked out of the apartment. His eyes did not even follow me to the door. I breathed a sigh of relief when we got outside. Ed put his arm around me and I let the weight comfort me.

"Come on, love. Let's get you home." We piled back into his car and he took me to his small apartment a few blocks away. I flopped onto his couch and bit my lip, unsure what I should be doing now. I looked up at my savior and smiled brightly.

"Thank you so much! Would you like me to make you some dinner? It is the least I can do...." I batted my eyelashes at him and he cooed at me.

"Aren't you the cutest. Sure love, the kitchen is through there." He showed me the basic lay of the place and I got to work making some delicious food for my new man. He sat and I served him his hot food with a smile. I sat down and ate some of my own. It was strange to think I could have as much as I wanted. I stared at the remainder on my plate with a wistful gaze.

"Is something wrong?" He asked me. I shook my head vigorously and pushed my plate away.

"Nope, I think I am done. That's all." I grinned and watched him finish his plate. Then I packed up the rest for leftovers. We went into the living room and just sat down, feeling a little unsure about this new... whatever it was. Was I his boyfriend? He hadn't really said as much. Oh well, I am sure it will be fine.

"Do you want to sleep in my room?" He asked me. I nodded after a moment's hesitation. He smiled and pulled me close to cuddle. We watched tv together and then he showed me to his bedroom. It was comfortable enough, had a big bed with soft sheets that smelled like vanilla and spices. I sat on the edge and looked expectantly at him.

"Do you... I mean you don't have to..." I cleared my throat and looked away. He chuckled a bit and stood in front of me.

"Did you want to? I don't want you to feel like that is all you are here for." He was sweet, he stroked my chin gently and I shivered as he brushed my bruise.

"It's okay. I want to." I reached out and pulled at the button on his trousers. They came loose and fell to his ankles. I grasped his c*ck in my hand and stroked it, watching in fascination as it filled with blood. He was bigger than Trev had been. I smiled in anticipation. I tried to get as much of it in my mouth as possible.

F*ck it hurt trying to get it down my bruised throat. He tasted so good though. I slurped him up hungrily. He stroked my hair and praised me. I flushed under the attention. He pulled me off before I could make him cumm down my throat. Damn. He rolled me over and pushed his fingers inside with some lube.

I braced myself as he pushed himself into my tight hole. He was so big I felt my eyes water from the stretch inside my abused entrance. The swelling made it such a tight fit, he was swearing behind me. My heart ached with the sound. I panted and gasped when his hands reached forward to pull at my shoulders in order to pound into me.

They brushed into the bruising on my neck painfully, and I felt my cock rise from the feeling. His sharp thrusts burned inside my channel, making me whimper in ecstasy. His hands dug into my thighs, making new bruises on the delicate white flesh, I am sure. I closed my eyes and imagined his apologies the next day, then my shy excuses on his behalf.

He came hard inside me and I felt him pull away before I came. He offered to tug me off, but I smiled and said I would take care of it. I went to the washroom and stared in the mirror at my bruises as I jacked into the toilet. They would be nice and red tomorrow. I limped back to the bedroom and climbed in next to him.

He wrapped an arm around me, high up around my throat and I stifled a moan. Just a little push. All he needed was just a little push, I thought to myself with a smile.