A/N: Hello all! Here's the next chapie in this totally messed up to the max fic of mine. Lol

Warning: abuse

Enjoy!
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Tyler felt for his beloved Mr. Wonderful in his sleep and was met with cold sheets. He opened his eyes to see that the bed was indeed empty beside him. “Maybe he’s making us breakfast.” Tyler blushed at the thought of them being so domestic. It felt great to be in love with such a-

“W-wait this isn't my room…..” Tyler sat up in a king sized canopy bed. “This isn't even my house.” He gasped as he looked outside. He felt something tight around his neck and he jumped up and ran to the mirror to see what it was. He was shocked to see it was some kind of baby blue necklace, a choker maybe. “What is this!” He tried to pull it off. “It’s locked what the hell is going on!?” Tyler was really starting to panic when he felt the locked clasp on the back. He had seen way too many scary movies to tell him this smelled trouble. With a capital T. His head began to ache really bad.

Tyler tried to calm down as he tried to remember what happened the night before. “O-okay Brendon came over, he loved my painting, we went to dinner, a-and we came back to my place, we made love….b-but why would I end up here…” He was vigorously rubbing his head trying to remember every last detail, but nothing was coming up as an explanation.

Suddenly the door to the room opened. “Brendon what's go-” Tyler was surprised to see a man shirtless with bright yellow hair, tattooed, and black pants with converse on. “W-who are you?” He questioned the mysterious man.

“Oh nice to see your finally awake. I'm Josh, but Master calls me Canary. For the obvious.” Josh smiled while motioning to his hair color. “So I brought you some clothes to wear-” The yellow haired man started, but Tyler’s scream cut him off. He had just realized that he was nude in front of this stranger. He then rushed back to the bed to cover himself.

“W-what did you do to me you pervert!? What do you want from me!? Where am I!? A-and where’s Brendon!? I-if you hurt him I swear I'll-” Tyler yelled at him. Tears started to form as his mind went to the worst.

“Okay slow down and calm down. I haven't done anything to you. And Master instructed me to dress you that's all I promise you.” Josh held his hands up to show he didn't want to hurt him. He moved to sit down on the bed. “Please don't cry, I can't stand to see someone so beautiful cry.” He put his hand on the brunette’s shoulder.

“GET AWAY FROM ME!” Tyler cried loudly and backed away from him. He pulled the covers up to his chest. “Please I-I don't know what's going on….oh please I just wanna go home.” He whimpered as his back was now pressed up against the headboard. Josh frowned at the poor boy.

“B-but don't you understand you are home...your new home….with us.” Josh smiled weakly as he showed off his choker. Tyler hadn't noticed in all the commotion that he had it on. The only difference was that it was a dark purple color. Tyler felt his choker and his mind started to race. What exactly did he get himself into?

“T-this isn't right. I should be at home, painting pictures, singing songs a-and-” Tyler was beginning to ramble. His breathing becoming erratic.

“Wait just let me explain-” Josh wanted to calm him down because he could see he was on the brink of a panic attack.

“NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND I DON'T BELONG HERE! I WAS HAPPY WITH BRENDON! NOW LET US GO HOME YOU SICK FREAK!” Tyler roared at him. He was done playing games. Josh only sat there and whimpered. He hated being yelled at. Soon the door opened again, but this time it burst open with such force. Tyler was sure it was broken on impact. He gasped when he saw another man, but this one was as tall as a tree with black hair. He wore a choker as well, but his was dark red. And this man was far from happy to see Tyler.

“Dal dont-” Josh gasped as he tried to stop him. The man quickly pushed Josh aside and pinned Tyler against the headboard. Tyler was shocked how fast this guy moved as well as how strong he was. “Dallon please don't hurt him...h-he doesn't know what's going on yet.” Josh cried as he tried to pull him off. Yet he stayed put like a statue.

“I don't care what he doesn't understand. He will learn not to speak to you in such a way Josh.” Dallon said sternly. His eyes burned holes into Tyler. He didn't know what was going on, but he knew he was terrified of this man.

“P-please I-” Tyler was then backhand hard. He fell on the bed in pain. His cheek was on fire from just one blow. Dallon climbed on top of him, gripping his neck and ready to strike again.

“DALLON NO!” Josh grabbed Dallon’s hand. “Please…..don't hurt him anymore….please for me?” He begged. He then started to kiss his hand. Josh kissed over his knuckles and gave him pleading puppy dog eyes.

“Joshie…” Dallon sighed. He moved over and kissed him. It was sweet yet it turned slightly heated. Tyler quickly scurried away while he was distracted. They shared a look of something deep. Something like love but it was far more different than Tyler’s seen before. “We are not freaks Tyler. And I would appreciate if you remain from that kind of language. Do you understand?” Dallon said as he caressed Josh’s cheek. He didn't even bother to turn and face Tyler, but he knew better than to challenge him especially after such a powerful hit.

“Y-yes…….b-but how do you know my name? I don't even-” Tyler asked in confusion.

“Brendon told me who you are. He told both of us. You see Brendon is a dominate….our dominate.” Dallon turned and told Tyler. Josh clung to the tall man as he waited to see his reaction. “We are his submissives….his pets to which he can do with as he pleases. Whether it's sexual, abusive, or both…..we must obey.” He added as he combed fingers through Josh’s hair. The yellow haired boy leaned into his touch.

“W-what? You must have the wrong guy. Brendon is a sweet man he would never-” Tyler was in disbelief.

“Yes he is very sweet isn't he songbird…” Dallon interrupted. Tyler’s eyes grew wide at the nickname. How else could he know unless?

“N-no….NO!” Tyler screamed as he got off the bed. He ran for the door with a sheet wrapped around him. He had to find Brendon so he could explain that this was all a mistake.

“Tyler wait!” Josh rushed after him. Dallon quickly followed.

“BRENDON?” Tyler screamed as he ran down the halls. This place was huge. He had no idea where he was going, but he needed to find his boyfriend. Josh and Dallon chased after him. He suddenly heard music coming from behind a door.

“Tyler don't go in there!” Dallon called to him. But Tyler didn't listen and he rushed inside.

The room was dark and the music was loud. Tyler slowly walked deeper into the room. There were sheer curtains hanging from the ceiling. There were dim lights on past the curtains. The brunette moved it aside to see a woman with black hair dancing seductively on a pole. She wore tall heels with black striped stockings with a thin lace lingerie set that showed way more than it covered up. She also had on a choker but it was black. The woman continued to dance even after noticing Tyler’s presence. He couldn't believe his eyes.

Suddenly the music stopped. And the woman turned to stare at him. Tyler gasped when he heard laughing. It sounded familiar.

“You're not supposed to be in here, but since you are do you like what you see Tyler?” The voice said.

“B-Brendon?” Tyler was shocked. His knees threatened to give out as he shook. There sat his Mr. Wonderful in a large leather chair behind the mystery woman. He had on a slightly unbuttoned white dress shirt with black slacks and dress shoes. Brendon smiled brightly at him, the way he used to always look at him. Tyler started to feel a little at ease by this. He slowly walked closer to him, but Brendon put his hand up to bring him to a halt.

“Lark come here sweetie.” Brendon spoke and the woman came to him. He motioned to his lap and she sat down as instructed. She sat with her back to his chest. “Don't you just love how well trained my pretty little bird is Tyler?” Brendon ran his hands over her breast and gave them a squeeze. She moaned and leaned back against him. “Not to mention responsive to my every touch.” He grinned as his right hand yanked her thighs apart. “She can't get enough...can you Lark?” He growled and shoved two fingers deep inside her.

“Ah Master, I need you so bad.” She moaned loud. She quickly started fuck herself on his fingers. “Please Master haven't I been so good for you? Please reward your pretty Lark.” She begged and whimpered as she grinned faster.

Tyler was horrified at the blanton display. He dropped to his knees. Brendon took great amusement in this. “You see songbird I am the one who gives you love and so much pleasure.” He licked up her neck as she mewled happily. “I can give you such pain.” He then bit down on her neck and twisted her nipple. The woman cried out in agony yet made no sign to move away from the assault. “You obey I reward you. You don't and I punish you.” He glared down at Tyler from his chair. It appeared to be a throne from where the brunette was positioned on the floor. Tyler was too afraid to move himself and so he sat there and watched Brendon have his hands all over this strange woman.

“You want to know why that is?” Brendon asked. His eyes solely on Tyler and not on the practically naked woman in his lap. Tyler was at a lost for words. What could he say to such a crazy turn of events. Mr. Wonderful grinned slyly. “Because…” He then threw the woman off his lap. She hit the floor hard. He stood over her. “I.” Brendon kicked her hard. She screamed. “AM.” He kicked her again. “YOUR.” Another kick. “MASTER!” He roared as he proceeded to kick her repeatedly. The woman cried for him to stop, but Brendon only laughed like a mad man. Tyler couldn't believe his eyes. What happened to his Mr. Wonderful. Tears began to flow.

“BRENDON PLEASE STOP!” Tyler cried from where he was. He couldn't stand to see such violence. Especially against a poor defenseless woman. Brendon ceased his kicking, fixed his hair back into place and looked down at him darkly.

“Lark, honey go clean yourself up.” Brendon helped her to her feet. He then pulled her hair and kissed her roughly. “I love you so much. Who's my pretty girl?” He asked so innocently.

“I am Master.” Lark blushed happily. She snuggled into his neck. Brendon smiled and released her. She slowly walked past Tyler and out the door holding her stomach. The room’s atmosphere turned dark again, but this time it was gonna be towards the brunette. Brendon walked up to Tyler on the floor. He shook as the sight of him towering over him. He never used to fear him before, but after what just happened he didn't know what to expect.

“Come on baby I won't hurt you. There's no need to fear me.” Brendon smiled as he extended his hand to help him up. Tyler didn't move. He just stared up at him, trembling. Brendon’s smile faded. “I said come here songbird, don't make me tell you again.” His tone spoke of future pain if he didn't. Tyler slowly lifted his hand for him to grab. Brendon then yanked him roughly towards him. Tyler screamed and started to cry.

“Aww Tyler don't cry, I'll take care of you.” Brendon's voice was sweet enough, but his tight grip on Tyler’s arms told another story. His breathing sped up, it was like he was getting off on inflicting pain. Yet the look in his eyes still showed so much love for him. Tyler didn't understand how he could still be the same man yet so totally different at the same time. Once Tyler relaxed a little, Brendon smiled again. “Yeah that's it, you're safe with me songbird and you won't ever have to worry about anything again.” He whispered in his ear. Tyler smiled and felt Brendon’s hands go beneath the sheet he was in.

Tyler moaned and held on to him tight. Brendon had snaked his hand around his dick. He was quick with his movements and for that he had Tyler hard within minutes of touching him.

“See baby you can have all this and more. If you want. Do you want me songbird?” Brendon whispered seductively in Tyler’s ear. He then pulled his leg around him and grinded against him. He held him tightly around Tyler’s waist as he sped up. The brunette moaned loud at the enticing friction. Brendon began kissing and nibbling on his neck. Tyler was slowly becoming putty in his hands. “I said DO YOU WANT ME SONGBIRD!?” Brendon growled as he shoved two fingers in his ass and pressed against his prostate.

“YES BRENDON!” Tyler squealed as he came quickly between them. He dropped his head to Brendon’s shoulder as he tried to get his breathing together. He was surprised how fast he was able to release. This man truly was skilled at sex. Brendon smiled as he held a spent Tyler. He was just thinking of all the fun he was going to have with him.

“Dallon, Josh get in here. I know you two are out there!” Brendon called to the door. Dallon and Josh quickly came in and kneeled down at his feet.

“Y-yes Master.” They were slightly nervous of what was to come. They had saw how Sarah looked leaving the room. And once Brendon started it was hard to get him to relax. To say he liked marks all over his pets wouldn't even describe it. He loved it! It was what gave him great pleasure.

“Canary, my sweet little birdy can you go fix up Lark for me?” Brendon asked, but in actuality he was demanding nicely.

“Yes Master.” Josh stood up leave, but Brendon motioned for him to come near. He slowly walked over. This time he was sure that he’d be getting a reward from how his tone of voice was. Brendon then crashed their lips together. Tyler tried to move away, but his master groaned and held him tightly between them. He felt uncomfortable until he felt Brendon pressing Josh’s hard on right up against his behind. While he was also still grinding against his growing erection. Tyler moaned at the combined friction.

Josh gripped Tyler's hips tight as he kissed Brendon deeper. He began grinding faster and Tyler pushed back against him. Brendon loved how well his pets were getting along. He couldn't help looking down to see how uncomfortable Dallon was. He could tell he was aroused and wanted to join yet he knew better than to do so without his Master’s permission.

“That's enough now go Canary.” Brendon pushed Josh away. Josh frowned, but did as he was told. He left out of the room. Tyler whimpered at the lost of sensation.“Raven I think it's time we break in our little songbird. Don't you?” Brendon smiled at him.

Dallon gazed up with a matching sinister smile. “As you wish Master.”

Tyler wasn't sure what they meant. And even though he was nervous about it, he was going to find out whether he wanted to or not.