What is wrong with me? q---q

Chap. One

Noah sighed, cleaning out a glass as he stood at the bar. The same guy had been coming back for about three and a half hours now, and Noah was fairly sure that the guy was drunk. And lo and behold, the guy was back. Again. Noah sighed. "What do you want this time, sir?" The man smiled drunkenly. "A marGaritA. AnD, if youR managEr is okAy witH it, yoU~" Noah stiffened. He remembered back to a few nights ago, and what his boss had said. "Remember Noah, if someone says that they want you, always go with them - as long as they have the money for it. I'd say at least 200,000 for you." Noah sighed, and gave the man a weak smile. "Of-f cour-rs-se, si-ir." Noah turned around to make the man's margarita, and the man's expression changed. The man smirked, all signs of drunkenness gone. He swiftly put a cloth around Noah's mouth, filling his nose with sleeping gas. The man left, taking Noah with him in a potato sack - which nobody questioned for some reason????? Like come ON people!

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When Noah woke up, he was tied up and flipped over, spread out just  above a bed, facing towards the mattress. He looked around, and saw that each of his main limbs(legs, arms, head/neck) were tied to a bedpost, except for his head, which was tied to the backboard. (Basically, he has a rope around his neck that's tied to the backboard) He was also gagged with some circular object. All of this was horrible, of course, but in true kidnapping style... He was naked. He heard footsteps come closer, and quickly shut his eyes. "No need for that, I know you're awake...~" A strange, yet familiar voice purred. Noah cautiously opened his eyes, but he wasn't ready for what he saw. It was his father. "Y'know kitten~, I always thought you were cute~" Noah shivered, suddenly getting much more uncomfortable. His father frowned. "Awh, Kitten, what's wrong?~ Oh, I know...~ Is Kitten horny?~" He smirked, lust in his eyes. Noah's eyes widened in terror, and he shook his head as much as he could with being tied up. "Oh~, is that a yes?~ Well, I suppose I'll just have to fix that, huh~?" Noah's eyes widened even more, if that was even possible, and he was close to crying. His father smirked again, and slapped the boy's ass. Noah let out a muffled screech, and tears started cascading down his face and onto the mattress. His father unzipped his pants and pulled them off, stroking his large dick and making slight moans. When his father was done, he lined up his hard cock with Noah's ass and got ready to shove it in, no prep work or anything. His father(Let's call him Mitchell) shoved his large member in Roman's ass and started pumping as hard and fast as he could go. Noah screamed in pain, the gag muffling it as tears fell more than before as he was raped, and couldn't do anything about it. Right when Noah was about to orgasm, Mitchell slapped his ass hard, and put a cock ring on Noah's dick. "Ah, ah, ah, Kitten~ You're gonna hold that cum in for... How about, a week? Yeah, that sounds good. Meanwhile, Master is going to be pleasuring you in many ways~" As he said that, he put a vibrating butt plug in Noah's ass, putting it on the highest setting. Mitchell smirked and left the room, leaving his son a whimpering mess. About nineteen hours later, Mitchell walked back in, seeing Noah crying and moaning. His father smirked, holding a 12 inch long, 5 inch wide vibrating dildo. "Oh Kitten~ I have a new toy for youu~" He purred, walking over to his son. He took out the butt plug, making the younger moan quite loudly. Mitchell smirked, and shoved the dildo in as far as it would go, making him scream. The father turned the dildo on the highest setting, and left the room for a week. When Mitchell came back, he found his son passed out with tear tracks on his face. When he saw this, his face contorted into one of rage. He stomped over to the boy, slapping him awake and yelling in his face. "YOU CAN'T FUCKING FALL ASLEEP, BOY! YOU NEED TO FEEL THE FUCKING TOYS AT ALL FUCKING TIMES! YOU MOTHERFUCKING IDIOT!" Mitchell slapped Noah again, and pushed the dildo further inside him, making the younger let out a muffled scream and start crying again. Mitchell slapped the boy's face repeatedly, making sure to use quite a bit of force. He took a deep breath. "Y'know what, kitten? Maybe I should get you a friend..." Mitchell let out a laugh, before taking off the cock ring and  walking out of the room, leaving the poor boy to his pain and tears.

~~~~~~~~~~~~A week later~~~~~~~~~~~~

After a week of waiting, Mitchell finally came back, an unconscious boy, seeming to be 8-10 years old, in tow. Mitchell smirked. "May as well condition them while they're young~ There's another four of them upstairs, too!~ One's five, hah!" Noah felt his heart sink, he felt so bad for the poor children involved in this.