The memory of the cursed, moon-lit night
Featuring Plumb - Damaged
The sky twisted and curled with clouds of dark grey sparkling with intermittent strokes of lightning. Sharp wind pierced Ayase's every pore as he was carried by his masked assailants thru the night. Every muscle in his smooth lithe frame wanted to fight and struggle, but he was exhausted and knew he was helpless. Pearls of cerulean shut tight as the boy tried to separate his mind from his body and drift away into safety.
Dreaming comes so easily
Moments that seemed like hours later the blonde boy was shoved into some vehicle. The sudden motion jarred him back to the reality of his situation; eyes darting open to see various men in a business suits around him in what appeared to be a limousine. He opened his mouth to cry out but right as he did one of the men shoved a wet rag in his mouth, gagging him. Somewhere within himself he found the reserve of strength to fight. He tried to struggle, kicking his legs to get out of the limo. One of the men struck him hard across the face, drawing a tear from his eye and causing his body to go reeling against the seats, landing on the floorboard with a thud causing his body to go limp.
I'm damaged, so how would I know?
The boy tried to lift himself up onto his palms but that same man struck him across the back with some sort of baton. Sharp cries spilled from the blue eyed boy’s throat, cries that mixed with tears streaming down his cheek. The other men around him seemed to just laugh and enjoy the boy’s torment. That’s when Ayase heard a familiar voice speak from inside the limo to his masked assailant at the window. “Thank you for your services”. It was the man from the auction house that had sold him to Kanou. The window shut and suddenly he could feel the vehicle in motion.
I'm scared and I'm alone
Scared orbs of blue turned to meet the face of the man who had spoken. Suddenly Ayase’s hair was pulled up as the man pulled him over. The heat and stench of the older man’s breath was on the boy’s cheek with twisted words that wove their sinewy way through the boy’s mind. “That Kanou thinks he can make a fool of me. I’ll show him. There’s a buyer for your body that will pay triple. And, as an added bonus the buyer wants you well broken in.”
I'm shamed and I need for you to know
Delirium from pure exhaustion mixed with the concoction his gag was smothered in allowed Ayase to pass out on the floor of the limo. Now and then gasps of consciousness would invade him as the limo creaked and worked its way across the streets of Tokyo. Like some image straight from hell Ayase would catch glimpses of the men’s drinking, smoking, revelry and laughter. Nightmares found the boy even here. He tried to breath heavily but the gag poisoned the air. Pained eyes tried to close, but only tears escaped to mix with gagging drool along his cheek. Words from one of the men seemed to reach the boy’s mind
“Maybe we should test out the merchandise.”
“Go ahead” replied his Auctioneer.
And it chills to the bone
Seconds later Ayase’s shirt was ripped from his body, forcing his chest to arch up along the floor of the vehicle. The boy’s pink nipples were hard from the intoxication in his body the drugged gag was providing.
Author's note: In progress.


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