Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of violence and non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations.
Just want to say thank you for reading! Had a blast writing it! Wasn't sure what to do with the ending but decided on this. Hope you enjoy!
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Atticus sat on the porch of his old farmhouse enjoying a cigarette. The farm was quaint and secluded. A once nicely cared for property overgrown and muddy, a dead sunflower garden near the entrance of the house and a large pond in the center of the property. The farmhouse was a comfortable size, two floors with four bedrooms, two bathrooms a small dining room, decent kitchen and spacious living room. The beauty of the old farmhouse was juxtaposed by the old barn across from it. What was once a place to hold prized thoroughbreds was now used for a breeding of a different kind. The stalls were broken, the roof leaked, and the building could no longer hold protection from the elements. Whatever temperature was outside the old barn seemed to be magnified within its walls. Atticus loved his barn, and the memories it held. It was sadists paradise, secluded, dark with a large forest forming behind.
He drew a deep breath blowing smoke into the air. Beside him sat Loki and Gimp. The two men dressed in their Master's choice of uniform, one in full latex the other in his familiar pup gear. Both took their seat on either side of Atticus, waiting for a command.
Gimp didn't know what he was waiting for, but he kept his eyes out for another car. Nervously waiting for pet to be dragged kicking and screaming. His stomach twisted in displeasure. Was Ajax okay? Was he hurt? Did the brute go to hard? The uncertainty of his former Master's fate made him queasy. Atticus would never harm another top. Would he?
"I think this moment needs a beer. Loki fetch your master a cold drink, after see to it the barn is ready. I want to make sure it's worthy of a visit from the pet." Atticus said with a smile.
Atticus leaned back enjoying his cigarette. He watched his pup walk off into the house. He smiled holding the cigarette over Gimp, allowing the man to catch the falling ash.
"Missed having you here. You were always good at conversation." Atticus laughed. "Sorry bad joke."
Gimp faked a smile causing Atticus to chuckle.
"Still obedient as hell. How long has it been since you were last here?"
Gimp raised his hand showing four fingers.
"Wow, four years huh? And Ajax gave up four years like that. You must have really fucked up."
It felt like a dagger went through Gimp's heart. He felt himself wince. The creek of old wood grew closer and Loki came out with an open cold beer. He handed the beverage to Atticus before returning to the barn with a large briefcase.
"Don't worry Gimp. With his pet gone he'll probably take you back. He'll need something to keep his mind off it. Never met anyone have a fit over a slave like that." Atticus looked to see Gimp staring blankly forward. He followed the man's gaze to the trail behind the barn. It led to a dense cluster of trees followed by a collection of raspberry bushes. "You're worried he'll get the old yeller treatment." Atticus laughed as the man swallowed nervously. "Relax, no use in wasting a fine ass like that. Although would be kinda funny to see how Ajax would react. You think he'd cry?"
Gimp's fist curled up. He withheld the urge to attack Atticus. He simply stared forward onto the barn and the woods. The change in demeanor didn't go unnoticed.
"You're still protective over him. Tell me this and answer honestly... well as much as you can. Does this pet feel the same way about Ajax as you? Would it jump to his defense as you do?"
Gimp slowly shook his head. Atticus let out a sigh and ran his hand over Gimp's head.
"Then it would be a shame to let someone such as Ajax be served by such a selfish slave."
The conversation was cut by the squeak of tires. An old beat up car rolled up into the gravel parking lot. It's loud engine announcing it's arrival. Atticus smiled getting to his feet.
"Our guest has arrived Gimp. Let's give him a warm welcome."
Jonah watched as the car door opened. There was nothing to do as they hauled him out. He was tossed onto the earth, his face hitting the ground hard causing him to bite his lip a little. There was a kick to his side and based on the hard boot he knew it was Kratos. He rolled to his side to see a pair of brown leather boots by his head. He looked up. Atticus was staring down at him. Smiling his sick smile, his bright blue eyes sparkling.
"Welcome!"
Jonah didn't know if he should scream or not. He looked around desperately trying to figure out where he was. It was hard to see bound and gagged on the ground. Within his line of site, he saw a pond and an old brick house.
"Take the gag out," Atticus ordered.
Jonah choked in fresh air when the old underwear was removed. The smell of sweat, musk and come slowly diminishing, the taste however would take a while to wash out. He stared up at the two men in from of him. His eyes fell on Gimp. Rage filled him. He knew it, he knew Gimp would turn on Ajax and him. He knew the man would want revenge.
Gimp's guilt increased as Jonah glared at him. The man was neither screaming nor crying, he put up no fight. He wished Jonah would cry, sob like he usually did but nothing. No irritating begging or girlish weeps to fuel Gimp's anger. Gimp's eyes then went to the men standing behind Jonah. Kratos had a massive erection pressing against his black pants. The two slaves beside him, Carter and Jaxon, looked up at Atticus waiting further instructions. They both looked a little shaken, surely uncomfortable with stealing from a Master.
