Once inside, a warm gust of air hit me, making me pause as the smells of sex and money drifted into my nose.
“Move it.” A shove in my back got me moving again, if not in dread.
Taking deep breaths to ward off the unease and nausea, I was steered to a room with others.
I kept my head down, eyes pinned to the brown carpet, as the murmurs of others reached my ears.
“Hands on the wall, boy.”
Swallowing, I turned, placing them on the chilled wall, my back facing the rest of the room and the men.
“Open.” I opened my mouth, letting a pill touch my tongue before I swallowed it with a tiny sip of water as a bottle was pressed to my lips.
I hoped it was for the pain. I’d rather sleep through whatever would happen next.
“I’ve enjoyed training you,” the one in charge, because no one else dared to be, whispered in my ear, pressing his lower half towards my butt. “I’m going to miss you. But now, you’re worth more. Perfectly trained. Well, for the most part. There’s room for you to learn more.”
What was he talking about?
“Now, be a good boy.” I jerked as he smacked my ass. He laughed, stepping away just enough to put an inch of space between him and me.
My relief was short-lived as he moved around to my side and secured something around my softcock and under my balls. It was useless to tell him, or anyone, that it was pointless. I couldn’t get it up. I never could. Not unless there was a pill involved.
At that thought, my gut sank.
This man knew how to work my body, even when my mind didn’t want things.
I hung my head, letting one lone tear slip away.
Before I could get my mind back to the numbness I desperately needed, a lubed-up finger was pressed into me. I grunted at the force as his finger was removed, and something slick and rubbery was pushed into me roughly.
“Stay right there. Don’t move.” The man tapped a finger to the plug, pushing it just a bit deeper. At the same time, vibrating came from the device.
“You’ll like it. Okay, maybe not.” He was again pressing up against me. “I’ll sure enjoy the show.”
Oh, God. I wasn’t going to make it through this.
I let my head fall further, my breathing shallow.
All I could do now was wait. Wait for whatever was about to happen.
The murmuring voices around me fell away as everything finally numbed. It was better not to feel,and I wasn’t always lucky to be able to float through it all. Some days were more straightforward than others.
With a command to open my mouth again, I did so. This time, some fruity drink poured into my mouth, leaving a bitter aftertaste.
In the back of my mind, the small voice said there were more drugs put into my system.
It was easier in the end if I gave up and let these men do whatever they wanted. They’d mark me, use me. Fighting wasn’t worth it since the end result would be the same. I’d end up the same either way.
Broken. Hurt. Destroyed from the inside out.
My body jerked as the plug’s soft vibration turned up. I felt it through my entire being, like an electric shock.
Then, just as quickly, it turned off, leaving me breathless.
By the time my legs grew tired, shifting as I tried to stay standing as I had been told, a warm hand wrapped around my arm, its grip too tight and dragging me from where I was.
I kept my eyes down, following the directions thrown my way.
