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Guren didn’t know how long that he had been left in the dark. Just that he was. Had it been hours? Days? Even though he hadn’t moved, it felt like the walls were enclosing on him. He felt like he was starting to go stir crazy. The only reason that he knew that he was awake was because he could hear the sound of the chain scratching against concrete and the feel of the cuffs on his wrists. It was like he was hyper focusing on every little sound. It was so cold. Even the blanket didn’t feel like it was helping much anymore. His stomach grumbled in hunger, begging for food, his throat was parched with the need for anything. The effects of the drug felt like they were long gone, and he had that clarity on his mind again, but he was honestly at the point he wasn’t even sure about that.

All he could use was touch to try and navigate. The concrete was rough and course underneath his fingertips. Just try not to panic. That was all that he could do. Keep his breathing level even when it felt hard to breathe. Remain calm and his heartrate steady.

Was Tenri going to force him to stay down here? Even further away from anything else?

Guren had kept the bracelet firmly in his hand, refusing to let it go at all.

Guren was starting to feel less and less human as the time went on. He had no idea how long he had been held for so far. How many days that it had been. It was all blurring together in a darkened reality that his life was now. He felt completely and utterly dehumanized. Nothing more than an object for Tenri’s pleasure and sadistic nature.

In the darkness, it felt like he was starting to hyper focus on everything else that he was feeling. The marks on him. What Tenri had done to him. The phantom touch of his hands on his skin despite Tenri not even being here. Not even touching him. He could still feel it all. Every disgusting and deplorable second of that bastard touching him.

Guren jumped, popping his head up as he heard the hinge of the hatch. Light flooded into the air as he cringed from the light assaulting his eyes. He squeezed his eyes shut, using his hand to hide his eyes. It took a moment before his eyes had started to adjust and he was able to see the steps being pushed back down. Steps followed as Guren gaze fell onto Tenri. The Alpha reached over, flipping on the light as Guren was once again forced to shield his eyes.

Tenri wasn’t saying anything as he walked over to him and kneeled down in front of him. Guren clenched his jaw as the Alpha undid the clasp and pulled Guren to his feet. “You have been doing exceptionally well, Guren, but that doesn’t mean that I can trust you yet.”

Guren lowered his gaze as Tenri’s hand planted on his shoulder. He was guided over to the steps as the Alpha ordered for him to go up them. Thanks to the cuffs being in front of him, it was easy to climb them. His body was screaming at him. The fatigue was starting to get him to him more. Everything felt like it was spinning as Guren stumbled over his feet and hit a carpeted floor. Guren pushed himself up, looking around to see that some of the walls now had sheet rock on them.

“Get up.” Tenri growled as he grabbed at Guren’s arm, forcing him back to his feet. Guren had managed to get back up, following after Tenri has he led him to the bathroom. Tenri didn’t unlock the door, instead just pushing it open and forced Guren inside. Tenri had went with him, forcing Guren to sit down on the toilet as he kneeled in front of him. He had reached up, ripping the tape off of his mouth. Guren hissed out from feeling the tape pull at his skin and it had left the sting behind from where it was jerked off. “You have two minutes.”

Guren let out a sharp breath as he watched Tenri actually leave the bathroom and leave him alone. At first, Guren did the normal routine. After finally being able to relieve himself and reduce some of the stomach pain, he went over to the sink and noticed the toothbrush was gone. Tenri had popped in long enough to fling it into the sink with the toothpaste as Guren looked over to him to see the same black bag from before in his hand. Tenri just walked away again as Guren took the moment to brush his teeth.

After rinsing out his mouth, Guren took his hands, cupping them and gathering up some of the water. He took a sip of it, eyeing the door and relishing in the way that it made his throat feel better. Listening for any sounds of Tenri moving around, Guren slowly crept back and kneeled down. He kept eyeing the door, feeling his heart racing a bit more as he reached for the cabinet. Very carefully, he opened it up to look inside. All he found were some towels. He exhaled sharply, closing it up just as quietly before he flipped out the light and headed out of the bathroom.

Whenever he got back into the main room, Tenri had his back to him. It made Guren eye the door for a second. Padlocked and completely locked up. Guren looked around for a moment, taking in a full view of everything that he could. There was a small paper bag sitting on the crate along with a bottle of water and the bag. He had noticed that Tenri had brought that mattress back up. For a moment, he would even say that he was impressed that Tenri had so easily did that in the amount of time that he was in the bathroom.

“Sit down in the corner over there.” Tenri ordered, not even looking at him. Guren complied, going to the corner that Tenri had pointed at and slowly slipped down. He curled his legs up, balancing his hands on them to keep the cuffs from digging in. Tenri was dragging the mattress across the floor, throwing it right back in the corner it had been in before. It did give him some relief to know that he wasn’t going to be stuck in that room down below. What was that room technically? A bunker, possibly? Just converted to look like a… bondage chamber?

Tenri was throwing the pillow and blanket back onto the mattress before he was grabbing the chain and putting it back where it was. Guren just kept watching him. Once Tenri had completed that, he had walked over to the small baggie and the water bottle before going over to Guren. He threw them down next to him, not saying a word as he went back to what he was doing. Guren slowly reached over to the bag and opened it up.

Inside was some bread and onigiri. Guren found himself looking at the bread as he slipped it out of the bag and held it between both of his hands. For just a second, he thought of Shinya. Shinya loved bread. Toast. Jam. It was such a strange thought to have in a moment like that as he took a bite of it. It was just plain bread, but it still tasted good to him. It was food. He made sure to go slow with it to make sure that he didn’t upset his stomach more. As he ate, he did take small sips of the water. Guren found himself looking up to Tenri. He had turned, just sitting down on the crate as he had his phone in his hands. He was scrolling on it. It was like the man didn’t have a care in the world. As if he wasn’t holding Guren captive.

Guren quietly ate the food, eating every single bite even though the food was bland. It made him miss Sayuri’s cooking. Her food was always so flavorful and good. Guren never realized how much he would miss the little things in life until they were all ripped away.

He could at least be glad to have food. Even if it was from this man. Guren had finished up, curling back up closer to the wall. Tenri locked his phone, slipping it back into his pocket. The Alpha stood up, and Guren had to swallow back the dread that he was starting to feel. Tenri turned to look at him, smirking a bit as he murmured, “Get to your feet.”

Tenri held all the cards.

His bicep was grabbed in a hard grip as he was dragged back over to the still open hatch. “No… No, no.” He started to whisper, shaking his head as he found himself instinctively pulling back.

“Stop it.” Tenri growled, turning slightly and grabbing his hair and jerking his head back. “Do as you’re told.” Guren let out a sharp breath. Staring at the hatch as he was practically dragged back over to it. “Go.”

Guren fought back the urge to say something as he slowly started back down the steps. Tenri followed closely behind him. Guren stayed quiet as he stepped over to the side of the room. Tenri kicked the steps away, letting them clatter to the floor as Guren flinched from the impact involuntarily. The Alpha grabbed at his hair again, jerking him over to the middle of the room. Guren let out the cry of pain that he couldn’t bite back in time until he was exactly where Tenri wanted him to be. Guren kept watching him. His heart had started to race as he saw Tenri pull over a small crate right in front of where he was standing.

Tenri looked up at him, nodding, “Step up.”

Guren slowly did it, stepping up onto the box as Tenri reached out with the key to the cuffs and slowly undid them. “As long as if you listen, it will be over quicker.” What was Tenri planning to do to him? Guren let out a shaky breath and nodded. “If you don’t, all I have to do is make one phone call… Send one message and one of your friends will be dead.”

Guren swallowed harshly as Tenri grabbed one of his wrists and raised it above his head into another, bigger cuff. The Omega flinched as the cuff locked into place before the next one followed. His arms were completely suspended above his head, leaving his arms stretched above them. It forced Guren onto his tip toes on the box. The Omega focused on calming himself down. Tenri kicked the box out from underneath him and Guren’s shoulders immediately screamed at him from the way that his body fell and jerked on the cuffs.

Tenri chuckled, smirking as he walked across the room. He had grabbed a few items into his hand before walking over to him. Tenri grabbed at his chin, smiling a bit as he surveyed Guren’s face.

“I’ll do whatever you want.” Guren whispered, “Just don’t… Just don’t hurt them.”

Tenri chuckled again for a moment, “I’m not quite sure if I believe that.” The Alpha mused as he looked over his face. “You’ve always been so disrespectful and with that awful damn attitude you have.” Guren pulled in a sharp breath and slowly released it. Stay calm. Just stay fucking calm.

“Lord Hiragi—” Guren started but was cut off by a slap to the face. The Omega went quiet as he decided to bite back all the words that he could say.

Tenri clicked his tongue, releasing his face as he stepped back and disappeared somewhere behind him. Guren could feel the anxiety in him spiking. He could hear the Alpha hummed as he turned his gaze up to the cuffs. He was at least a foot off of the ground. It was making his shoulders scream in pain at him.

“You know, Guren,” Tenri started, “Sometimes… People have desires and needs that they don’t tell anyone about.”

Guren let out a soft breath, “Like… what?” The Omega felt leather snap against his back, and he had cried out from the shock of it. Completely unable to brace himself from the impact.

“I thought long and hard about it,” Tenri murmured, “You were the perfect choice.”

“Perfect choice?” Guren whispered.

Again he was met with another lashing to the back. Guren clenched his fists before flexing his fingers as the pain surged over his skin. “The Ichinose do serve our every need. Your only purpose is for our humiliation. For whatever we want to do to you.” Guren inhaled sharply, feeling the anger flare in him from hearing those words. Once again, Tenri whipped at his back and Guren squeezed his eyes shut as he bit back the sound. “You are here to serve my needs. Whatever they may be. The question is if you can handle it.”

Guren bit back another cry as he was lashed three times over the course of his back and ass. He could feel each place that was being hit. For a moment, it felt like everything went so far away. That he was having another out of body experience. Tenri didn’t even view him as human. He was just his captive that he could do whatever the Hell he wanted too.

He felt the bracelet slipping out of his hand and it had brought him back to his body long enough to curl his fingers around it again. Live. Endure. Don’t let go. Don’t fucking let go. Guren braced himself, taking in a deep breath as the lashing continued. Don’t give this bastard the satisfaction of hearing him. Somehow, he managed to hide it all. Every sound that wanted to leave him. Every time that he wanted to cry out. Even as the pain intensified. Even as Tenri’s attack got harder.

Endure.

Comply.

Just get out of this… alive.

Guren had completely lost count of how many times that damn whip hit his skin. He could hear the snapping. The echoing. It was like he had somehow managed to numb himself enough that he couldn’t feel a thing anymore.

Finally, Tenri had stopped.

Or, at least, Guren thought he had.

Tenri walked around him, dropping down what he had used as his intrigued gaze moved over Guren’s face. “You can endure a lot of pain, can’t you?” Guren let out a shaky breath, moving his clouded gaze over to the Alpha. Tenri’s smirk only seemed to get bigger as he lifted up a knife and Guren’s attention moved to it. Don’t react. Don’t show this man fear. Tenri grabbed at the back of his head, jerking it back and sending a twinge of pain through his scalp. Still, Guren didn’t react. Tenri traced the knife over his cheek, and Guren put more focus on keeping his breathing level. The tip dipped down over the curve of his neck, tracing over his clavicle before it dug in. Guren just inhaled sharply, holding his breath as a very fine cut was sliced into his skin.

His blood formed onto the wound, slowly moving down his torso as Tenri stopped and continued. In calculated places, Tenri started leaving marks. Placing very fine, painful cuts on his skin. Not deep enough to cause damage but enough that even a bit of movement made it hurt like Hell.

Guren just kept focusing more on his breathing as the knife traced over his stomach, down his navel, before tracing towards his entrance. Guren choked, feeling the fear hit him for a second. Tenri tilted his head back down, forcing him to look him in the eye. Tenri looked so interested. His amber gaze kept moving over his face, looking for something as he started tapping the blade right against him.

“I could do it.” Tenri mused. Then a smirk came to his face as he leaned in, gripping harder at Guren’s hair, “But what is the fun of ruining the one good thing about you.” Guren choked, biting back the whine of pain as the knife quickly cut against the inner part of his thigh. Tenri just laughed, shaking his head as he let his head go and took a step back. “I’ll be damned. This is quite unexpected.”

Tenri walked over to him, slipping the knife into his belt as he grabbed out a set of keys. He shuffled through them before he grabbed one and reached above Guren’s head for the cuffs. One arm was released before the second quickly followed and Guren found himself hitting the floor. The Omega panted as he felt the relief of his arms being free, but the pain of hitting the concrete and the aggravation of the wounds that he already had. Guren stayed there, laying on his side for a moment to catch his breath.

Tenri was smirking down at him, still looking at him with that damn interested look as he reached for his pants. Guren choked back the disgust as Tenri drawled out, “Get to your knees.” Slowly, Guren pushed himself up, letting out a sharp breath from feeling his skin pulling against the wounds. The Omega got to his knees, turning his gaze away. “You bite me and there will be Hell to pay.”

Guren inhaled sharply, slowly releasing it as he curled his hands a bit tighter. His hands were freed for the moment. It felt good on his wrists that nothing was pushing against the rawness that was there. The Omega curled his fingers on the bracelet, making sure it was still tucked out of sight. He was hanging onto it almost like a lifeline. It was keeping him grounded… Sane.

Tenri undid his pants and Guren felt his stomach twisting as the hardened cock of the Alpha popped out and the pre-cum covered head hit him in the face. Guren swallowed harshly, turning his gaze back up. Tenri had reached out for his hair, grabbing it in another harsh grasp as he jerked Guren forward. The concrete scratched against his skin. His knees were already screaming from the position as he instinctively reached up and planted his hands against Tenri’s thighs to keep from falling face first.

Guren had realized that he had no idea what he was doing or how to do it. Could Tenri just cut his tongue out instead? Honestly, never being able to speak again sounded a lot better than this.

Tenri jerked at the back of his head again, murmuring, “Open your mouth, Guren.”

Stop saying his name.

Please, stop fucking saying his name.

Guren hesitated but eventually relented to parting his lips. It wouldn’t matter, Tenri held all the cards. It wasn’t like he really had any other choice. It was either listen or be forced. He was certain that Tenri would pry his jaw apart or suffocate him until he involuntarily went to breathe. The second that his mouth was open, he gagged as Tenri plunged inside. His head was jerked forward, and the air was caught in his throat from the head of Tenri’s cock hitting the back of his throat. Guren choked around it but tried to relax.

He tried to let himself pull away again as Tenri thrusted into his mouth. The disgust filled him from hearing the pleasured grunts that Tenri gave. The Alpha was not gentle. Guren choked and gagged around it, feeling more nauseated as the Alpha hit his gag reflex. Guren was afraid for a moment that he was going to puke. Tenri’s grip only tightened, forcing his head forward in time with how hard he was thrusting into his mouth.

His face was turning red from being unable to breathe as the fog started to come over his vision. For a second, he panicked because he wasn’t able to breathe. Even as he tried to breathe through his nose, it just felt like he was choking more. Tenri looked so pleased with the results of it. Staring down at him as he thrusted into his mouth. Don’t resist. Resisting would only result in something worse. As if none of this wasn’t already bad enough.

His jaw hurt from it. It was like Tenri was trying to be as rough as possible with it. Doing everything that he could to make sure of it. Don’t bite down. Even as much as he wanted too. For a split second, Guren’s attention went to the knife on Tenri’s belt. His hands were free. The temptation hit him, the thought of moving to grab at it. Tears were forming in the corners of his eyes from being unable to breathe.

That thought was quickly ripped away as he felt just how hard that Tenri had gotten. He hated that it was a familiar feeling. Or how he was going a lot faster now. Guren couldn’t even attempt to draw in a breath. Guren nearly threw up the second that Tenri gave another hard thrust into his mouth and a curse fell from his lips as a disgusting, salty flavor went into his mouth. Tenri had pulled back and some of it had splashed onto his face. Even as Guren tried to turn his head away, he could still feel it there. On his cheek and lips as Tenri panted.

Guren choked and sputtered as he was able to breathe, going to spit it out until Tenri’s hand clamped over his mouth and nose, once again blocking his air way. Tenri kneeled down, looking him in the eye as he whispered, “Swallow it.”

Guren didn’t want too. It was so disgusting. It made him want to puke even more but he had forced himself to swallow it down. Tenri looked pleased at him again, tapping at his face before swiping his fingers through the climax that ended up on his face. Guren had forced himself to blink away the tears. This was so humiliating. Guren felt even more degraded and disgusting than before as Tenri wiped it all away despite the fact that he was able to still feel exactly where it had been on his skin.

Tenri’s fingertips went to his mouth and Tenri had just looked at him. Silently telling him what to do. Guren choked down the humiliating feeling as he parted his lips and Tenri’s fingers were shoved into his mouth. It made him choke and gag again as Tenri murmured, “Clean them off.”

Guren wanted to bite his damn fingers and all the temptation and desire to do so was there but instead he did as he was told and swirled his tongue around it to lap it up before Tenri drew his fingers out of his mouth. The Omega choked back the yelp as Tenri smacked him in the face with the same hand.

Tenri clicked his tongue, placed his thumb against Guren’s chin and forcing him to look up, “You do need work, but you’ll get there. Since you were so… pure to begin with… I can’t exactly fault you for that.” Guren fought the urge to glare. The urge to spit right in his face. The taste was lingering in his mouth. Guren had reached up, touching at his lips from that more defiled feeling hit him. “You know…” Guren shuddered from his hot breath hitting his ear and he felt even more revolted with each passing second. “You’re here to satisfy my desires.” Guren found himself looking away, swallowing harshly. Maybe he could down the water and it would wash the taste away.

This man controlled everything. If he was here solely to take care of his desires, he had to do that. If he didn’t, he’d go after his friends. His family. That was something he couldn’t allow. Not if he had just even a little bit of power to stop it.

Tenri shushed him quietly. Giving a gentle touch as he looked over his face, “You’ll listen to me, right?” Guren nodded. Don’t fight him. Just keep doing what he was doing. Tenri smiled a bit, “Touch yourself.”

Guren looked up in shock, his eyes widening for a second as he whispered, “What?”

Tenri hummed a bit, swiping at his lip again, “You’re going to touch yourself because I said so.”

The Omega shook his head, whispering, “Don’t—No.”

Tenri exhaled sharply, backhanding him in the face before Guren crashed into the floor. Tenri had stood up, opening up a box and crossing the room to him. Just as the Omega lifted his gaze, two points hit his stomach before Guren let out a cry. The electric shock moved through him as he found himself hitting his pained back. The lacerations on his back scratched against the floor as he cried out. He couldn’t even contain it.

He lifted his gaze, realizing that Tenri had a cattle prod in his hands. His finger was right over the button as the Alpha looked down at him. “What was that?” Guren let out a shaky breath, unable to get a word out before Tenri did it again. Pressing it into his stomach as the jolt was sent through him. It made his entire body spasm as he squeezed his eyes shut. The way that his body was moving was aggravating his other injuries worse. “I don’t remember asking.”

Stop.

Make it stop.

The Omega panted as the shock stopped as the cattle prod was traced over his stomach. Guren couldn’t do it. The ends of the prod hit him again and Guren’s back curved off of the floor. Tenri had stopped as Guren was left panting again. He trailed it further down before touching the inner part of his thigh with it.

“Well, Guren?” Tenri mused.

Guren felt like the strength had been zapped right out of his body. He found himself looking over to Tenri as he pulled in a shaky breath. The Alpha clicked his tongue and Guren panicked as the prod started to move towards his entrance. It had made the adrenaline temporarily pump into his body as he screamed out, “No!” Just as he went to smack it away, it had touched him and Tenri hit the bottom.

Guren was left paralyzed for a moment as the sensation of it hurt worse than before. The tears had started to come to his eyes as his back came off of the concrete again. Stop. Please fucking stop. Tenri had almost a sadistic smirk on his face as he pressed it even harder against the sensitive part of his body and hit the button again, kneeling down and staring at Guren’s face as his body started to spasm again.

It felt like an eternity that Tenri had left it going before he had finally stopped and dropped it down. “Are you going to listen to me yet?” Tenri murmured, reaching up and brushing his bangs out of his eyes. Guren heaved for a second, just trying to catch his breath. Tenri sighed, “Fine.” Tenri grabbed at his wrists, pulling the cuffs back out and forcing Guren’s body up by a grip on his hair. The Alpha flipped him over onto his front, forcing his torso against the floor as he grabbed his hands. His hands were quickly bound behind his back and the cuffs tightened.

Tenri had gotten up, walking away from him again. His footsteps echoed but Guren focused more on trying to catch his breath. Somehow, he had still managed to keep his fist clenched around the bracelet. His hand hurt from how hard he was holding onto it. Dots were covering his vision, but he was trying to blink them away.

A second later, he felt something hard almost like wood smack right into his ass. Guren couldn’t even stop the pained whine that left him. Tenri had done it again. And again. And again. Each one sent a flare of intense pain through him. Stop. Please… stop.

“If you don’t listen,” Tenri drawled, “You get punished for it.”

Guren cried again as he was unable to stop himself whenever the paddle hit his skin again. The concrete was scratching into his skin. Leaving behind the rash of concrete burn with each one. His body jerked with it as tears prickled at his eyes again.

Damnit.

Fucking—Damnit.

Tenri kept going. Getting relentless than the last as it the wood clashed against his skin. Guren was sure he wasn’t even going to be able to sit after that. Guren refused to let the tears fall as Tenri continued. Why didn’t he just comply? Just do it?

Guren heaved as Tenri stopped, dropping the paddle to the floor as he heard the shuffling behind him. Tenri’s hand grabbed at his waist, forcing him to raise his ass even higher in the air than it was already. Tenri’s boot hit his thigh, forcing his legs further apart as it left his entrance even more exposed. Guren cried out as Tenri’s hand came down on his entrance. Slapping hard against it as he squeezed his eyes shut. His fingers had touched on the bit of burns that he had left behind with the prod.

Just like before, Tenri had started repeating the action. Getting increasingly harder with each strike against him. Guren kept fighting back the tears. Putting his focus more on that than trying to stop the sounds. He didn’t even think he could stop those at this point. His body hurt. Flaring in pain with each movement. Each passing second. Each strike. It kept getting worse. He just wanted it to stop. Please let it stop.

“You’ll learn to behave.” Tenri murmured as he stopped, instead just running his hand over the now reddened, pain stricken skin. Tenri’s hand left him as he shuffled behind him. Guren choked as he heard the zipper and belt before the hardness at his entrance.

Guren couldn’t fight the scream as Tenri snapped his hips hard. Practically pushing him right into the floor as he bottomed out quickly. The Omega bit down harshly on his lip, trying to breathe through the pain as Tenri didn’t give a care in the world. He sat a hard and brutal pace as he pushed Guren’s face down onto the concrete. It scratched against his skin as his body jerked and Tenri’s hips connected with his. A soreness came to his hips from it as the pain flared up in his back. It hurt worse than the other times. Like Tenri was actively trying to make him feel pain. Feel every single second of the pain.

Stop.

Stop.

Stop.

Guren felt himself pulling away. Just detach from himself. That’s all he could do. It was hard. All he could feel was pain. Something warm had started to slip down his thighs but he tried not to focus on it. The cattle prod had been grabbed again, grazing at his side before giving the lightest bit of shock. It pulled a whine from him as Tenri’s hand curled into his hair before leaving. It dragged over his back, making sure to hit mark that Tenri had left behind. Guren whined softly from it, but they were being cut off from Tenri thrusting into him.

Again, he felt the slight shock again. He couldn’t tell if it was a threat or if Tenri just enjoyed seeing his body jerk from it. All of his strength was leaving even more with each passing second. He was so tired. Keep himself awake. Don’t pass out.

He was completely jerked out of it as Tenri’s hand landed on the sensitive nerves of his entrance. His eyes snapped out, widening as he gasped out. The word was broken as the cattle prod went straight for his throat. Tenri didn’t turn it on, but it kept him from saying anything. The Alpha swirled his fingers, and he hated the way it sent sparks up his spine.

Stop. Stop. Don’t do this. Don’t let this happen.

Tenri had turned his hips, and he suddenly had stars explode behind his eyes. He whined, jerking against his restraints. What the Hell was that? Wait, he knew what it was. He could see Tenri’s smirk through the corner of his eye as the Alpha kept going. Making sure to hit that same spot each time despite how brutal his thrusts into him were. His hand was going the same speed as his thrusts, and he was quickly feeling the hyper sensitivity starting to catch up with him.

No, please, no.

Guren whined, squeezing his eyes shut as he attempted to move away from it. It only made Tenri drape over him a bit more, holding on a bit tighter as the cattle prod pressed harder into his neck. Guren could feel heat boiling up in his stomach. Please don’t make him do this.

No, no… He couldn’t be feeling… pleasure.

What kind of sick freak was Tenri?

The man was absolutely disgusting and fucked up in the head. Now, he was trying to get this? Guren had no where to go. No way to get away from it as Tenri’s gaze burned into his face. Guren choked, feeling the tears stinging harder at his eyes as the sensations took over and his body turned against him. He was pushed over the edge as he bit down hard enough on his lip to make it bleed to hide the pained moan. His body jerked as he was thrown into practically painful sensitivity as Tenri didn’t stop.

Stop, stop, fucking stop.

This couldn’t be happening.

Please tell him that this didn’t just happen.

That he didn’t just—Guren felt like he was going to throw up again.

Tenri kept going until he gave another harsh thrust into him and the man was spilling inside of him. He kept riding it out, leaving Guren’s body rocking against the concrete. Guren felt that numbness coming over him again. The denial that was hitting him from what had just happened.

Tenri came to a stop, groaning in pleasure as he pulled back from him. Guren gasped as he collapsed into the floor. Left battered, bloodied, and bruised as it all started to flood over him. Every second of what had just happened was playing back.

That… That didn’t just happen.

Tenri was staring down at him, resituating himself as he clicked his tongue, “I warned you, Guren.”

This sick bastard.

Guren really wanted to hurt him.

Guren had laid there for a bit as Tenri had started moving around to put all of his little items away as Guren felt the disgust going through him. The Omega lowered his gaze, seeing the blood that was caking his thighs.

Tenri walked over, freeing one of his hands as they fell limply beside him. Slowly, Guren moved his arms. Pushing himself up onto trembling arms as he sucked in a breath. The pain kept surging through him with each movement. It was like his ability to breathe was taken from him.

It took a moment as he managed to somehow get back to his feet. Guren trembled, shaking and stumbling slightly as he pulled his arms around himself. He managed to stay on his feet despite the pain that he was in. Tenri had stopped, looking right at him as he wolf-whistled, “Even after all of that… You have the strength to get up?”

Don’t fall.

Don’t waver.

His body was screaming at him. Begging him for rest. Guren didn’t even have it in him to glare at Tenri. Tenri looked genuinely impressed as he walked over to him. The Alpha chuckled for a second, “You just might really be worth keeping around.” The Alpha reached up and Guren forced himself not to flinch as Tenri’s thumb swiped over the blood on his lip. “You shouldn’t defy me, Guren. I can and will hurt you.”

He knew that.

He fucking knew that.

As if this didn’t just prove that even more.

Tenri clicked his tongue again, grabbing at Guren’s arm as he started to pull him towards where the hatch was. The Alpha only let go of him long enough to grab the steps and put them back into place. Tenri had ordered him to go up them, and Guren had complied. Each movement screamed at him. Making him bit back the whine of pain that he stubbornly refused to let out. It took him a lot longer than it should have to get up them. Every single movement hurt. Even just slightly shifting his weight had him wanting to collapse over. He just refused to let his body do so.

Once he was out, he had stopped, taking in a labored breath as Tenri climbed out, flipping the light out and closing the hatch. It was perfectly concealed under carpet now. Guren could only find it by seeing the slits in the carpet. Tenri had grabbed at Guren’s arm again, pulling him back over to the mattress before pushing him down. Honestly, Guren didn’t fight it. Too tired to fight. In too much pain to do a thing.

Guren hit the bed, laying there for a moment as Tenri grabbed his uncuffed wrist, placing it back into the cuff before grabbing the chain. He was once again connected to the chain as Tenri look another pleased and satisfied look at him. Tenri turned and walked towards the door, unlocking it and leaving. Leaving Guren completely alone.

Guren just laid there. Completely numb and paralyzed from the results of what happened. Carefully, he had uncurled his hand, realizing just how hard that he had been clutching it. The bracelet was revealed to him as the tears started to cloud his vision.

Despite how much it hurt, he moved his arms up, slipping the bracelet back into its hiding spot before he was grabbing the blanket and pulling it over himself. Guren blinked away the tears. Don’t cry. Don’t let himself cry. Slowly, exhaustion had caught up to him and Guren could no longer keep himself conscious before sleep had taken him.

He just… He just wanted to go home.