Mom? Dan ran towards his mother. "Mom!" As he's about to grab his mother just then a car hits him and everything goes black.
His eyes snapped open but it's covered with a cloth, even his mouth. He tries to move but his body is tied up, his body hurts so much after getting… hit by a car…
What's going on? Is this a dream?...
"You're awake." A sharp tone of a man spoke.
Dan's body trembled. He remembered that voice. He felt a cold hand on his cheek. "You know you'll get punished when you run away."
Dan got nervous and his body was sweating and trembling. N…no. The man chuckled and brushed Dan's hair. "You'll never forget this."
He felt a lot of hands touching his body. His pulse is beating fast, his sweat is cold. N-no please. His breathing got heavy.
Dan's eyes snapped open. He sat up in the bed as he tried to catch his breath but suddenly got pulled back at the bed. "What the?!" He touched his neck. "Chains?" What's going on?! Why I'am chained?! My breathing got heavy. What can I do!? … What should I do?! That man kidnapped me and chained me like a dog! I have taken this chain off.
The chains were attached to heavy iron manacles around his neck, secured to the bed frame. Dan tugged at them, the cold metal biting into his skin as he tested their strength. As Dan struggled against the restraints, he heard footsteps approaching. The door creaked open, revealing Warren standing in the doorway, a cold expression on his face. "You're awake," he said, his voice flat.
Warren entered the room, his eyes scanning over Dan's struggles. "You're going to hurt yourself if you keep fighting," he commented, his tone devoid of emotion. He pulled up a chair beside the bed, sitting down with a heavy sigh. "I'm disappointed in you, Dan. Running away like that…"
Warren leaned forward, his face inches from Dan's. "Did you really think you could escape me?" His breath was cold, smelling of mint. "You belong to me, Dan. You always have, and you always will.
"you're totally crazy!" He backed up without looking behind, he fell down from the bed.
Warren laughed. "You know, You're making it funny."
"Don't laugh! I'm fucking serious!"Dan shouted, angrily still on the ground.
He then stopped laughing and he became serious. "It took me five years just to find and get what's mine." He spoke flatly, then got up from the chair and walked towards him.
"You Psycho! I'm going to kill you." Dan replied in a dead tone.
"How will you kill me?" Warren grinned.
"With my bare hands," Dan spat, his anger boiling over. He struggled against the chains, his muscles straining as he tried to break free. But the manacles held firm, the cold metal digging into his skin. Warren chuckled, reaching out to stroke Dan's hair.
He unexpectedly grabbed Dan's hair, gripping it tightly.
"You didn't say these things when Eric did this." He growled, but then he added. "But I have to admit, I like it. I would like to see if you can actually kill me." He chuckled.
Warren's grip on Dan's hair tightened, pulling his head back to expose his neck. With his other hand, he slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a scarred and muscular chest. "Go ahead, Dan. Show me what you've got," he taunted, leaning in close.
Dan's eyes widened in fear as Warren's hand tightened around his hair, pulling his head back. He struggled against the chains, his heart racing as he stared at the scarred chest inches from his face. With a surge of adrenaline, he lunged forward, biting down on Warren's shoulder with all his might.
Warren grunted in pain as Dan's teeth sank into his flesh, but he made no move to pull away. Instead, he let out a low laugh, his hand still gripping Dan's hair painfully. "Is that the best you can do?" he taunted.
Warren's face contorted with pleasure, his eyes rolling back as Dan bit down harder. "That's it," he encouraged, his voice hoarse. "Make me bleed." He leaned in closer, pressing his body against Dan.
Dan's jaws clenched tighter, his teeth sinking deeper into Warren's flesh. He could taste blood now, metallic and warm. Warren's grip on his hair tightened painfully, but Dan ignored the discomfort, focused solely on the task at hand. He wanted to make Warren regret ever laying a hand on him.
Warren's face was contorted with pleasure as Dan's teeth sank deeper into his flesh. His grip on Dan's hair tightened painfully, but he seemed oblivious to the pain, instead encouraging Dan to bite harder. "That's it," he hissed, his voice hoarse.
Warren pushed Dan's head away, his shoulder dripping with blood. He unbuckled his belt, his breath heavy and face flushed. "You're good, Dan. Too good," he panted, unzipping his pants. He pulled out his hardening cock, stroking it slowly. He then pushed down Dan's head. "See that, Dan? see what you do to me?" He rubbed the tip of his cock against Dan's lips. "Open wide, Dan."
Warren's words hung in the air as Dan glared up at him, his mouth still bleeding from the bite. He spat at Warren's feet, refusing to obey his command. Warren's expression darkened, his hand tightening around his cock as he prepared to force Dan's mouth open.
"You think you can defy me, dan?" Warren growled, his face contorted with anger. With one hand, he grabbed Dan's chin, squeezing hard. With the other, he fisted his hair, yanking his head back painfully. "Open your mouth, Dan. Now."
Dan clenches his teeth, refusing to open his mouth. Warren's face turns red with fury. He tightens his grip on Dan's chin and hair, his knuckles turning white. "You leave me no choice,"
Warren produces a small metal object from his pocket - a jaw spreader. He forces Dan's mouth open and wedges the device between his teeth. Dan's jaw aches as it's stretched wide, tears welling in his eyes. "Now, be a good boy and stay still,"
Warren guides his hardened length into Dan's forced-open mouth, pushing in slowly but forcefully. Dan gags as the head of Warren's member hits the back of his throat. Warren grins cruelly, watching Dan's struggle. "Relax your throat, Dan. You remember how, don't you? You already suck a lot of dick."
Dan could double down on his defiance, trying to bite down on Warren's member, only to find his mouth too stretched open. Warren could then punish him further, speeding up his thrusts and ignoring Dan's choking and gagging.
As Warren continues, Dan could try to use his tongue in a desperate attempt to dissuade Warren, perhaps trying to push against the intruder or lash out. Warren could find this amusing, encouraging him further.
Dan's struggles could intensify as he feels himself getting dizzy from lack of air. His body might convulse and jerk against the chains. Warren, excited by this, could then remove the jaw spreader to let Dan catch his breath before immediately shoving back in, leaving no time for recovery.
Dan could try to reason with Warren, begging him to stop, but Warren could find his desperate pleas arousing, taking them as a challenge to make Dan beg louder. He could then decide to release himself all over Dan's face instead of continuing, leaving Dan gasping and covered in his release.
After his climax, Warren let out a satisfied sigh. "Now I know why Eric likes giving blowjobs."