I don't know how to feel about this chapter. It started to nicely, then as I saw through Del's eyes, it became this. Well, not stopping now. Enjoy ^.^

P.S. The fan art from the last chapter wasn't showing!!!! Why?!?!?! Try number two 😱😭.

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"Wait, no!" I heard Luke's voice behind me, making me turn my head.

My heart stopped beating as I saw Delirious, fury in his eyes. He walked passed by me, with Luke trying to stop him, smashing on the door.

Shit!

"Delirious, stop!" Luke whispered, dragging him from the door, while I watched everything in terror.

"Let go off me! I'm gonna kill that fucker!" Delirious growled, not giving me a single attention.

The door opened again, revealing Ohm. He scanned the whole situation, confused about all of this.

"You're going to pay for this, you son of a bitch," Delirious managed to get out of Luke's grip.

"No!" Luke yelled, but all we saw was like the older man punched Ohm.

"What the hell?" My teacher asked, while Luke dragged the furious man away from him.

"Evan! To the car, now!" Luke yelled at me, and I finally got from the frozen phase.

"I'm so sorry," I apologized to Ohm, running towards the car.

I sat on the passenger seat, seeing Delirious nowhere. Luke started the engine, driving away.

"W-where's Delirious?" I asked, shaking.

"In the trunk, I had to lock him there," he explained, and I felt so much worse.

"I'm so sorry, Evan, he just forcefully joined me. I should have known he didn't believe me when I told him about you visiting your uncle."

"Is he mad?" I asked slowly, just to assure what I was thinking.

"Mad? He's far beyond that. Tell me, how was it?" He smirked at me, and I had to force my brain to know what he was taking about.

I was feeling so bad, mainly because the one I cared about the most, had to see me kissing another man. And even though we weren't a thing, we weren't dating, I still felt like I was a cheating slut.

"How was what?" I asked confused.

"The kiss. You seemed to enjoy it," he laughed, and I closed my eyes.

"I don't want to talk about it," I mumbled back.

"Are you kidding me? A sexy teacher pulled you back into the kiss! That was hot," Luke continued, and I still felt Ohm's lips on mines.

"Stop," I whispered.

"Oh, c'mon now! Delirious isn't even a man enough to tell you he cares about you, scared jealous chicken. Until he say so, you're free to do anything you want without feeling bad, skirtboy. You don't belong to him, he doesn't own you. Now, tell me how was it?"

I opened my eyes again, his words slowly getting to me. I had to admit, he was right. And as much crazy as it sounded, I found some sort of soothing in those words.

He didn't say his feelings towards me, we're not dating. He only says I'm his, but whenever somebody else is around, he acts like I don't exist. Maybe I'm his, but only his fuck toy.

"It's going to be better if you sleep at your mother's place tonight. I need to calm that man down," Luke continued, the car slowly stopping.

"Thanks," I mumbled, unbuckling my belt.

"Before you leave, tell me how was it? Was it good?" Luke smirked again, and I sighed.

"It was great," I blushed, quickly leaving the car.

"I knew it! You're one step ahead of me," Luke called, and I just watch as his car left.

Luke is right! I didn't do anything bad.

I walked towards the house, knocking on the door. It took a while, before my mum opened the door. She smiled at me, happiness shining in her eyes, pulling me into a hug. I completely relaxed, feeling finally saved, finally like a boy without any problems.

"It's so good to see you, hun," my mum whispered, tightening the hug.

"Mum," I breathed out, feeling her hand on my hair.

"I know, I know, sweetie. Come in, don't stand in the cold," she said, pulling away.

She moved away, while I walked in. I smiled for myself, as I saw how cosy she made her new house. It was something I could definitely call a home.

"Want to help me cook a dinner?" She asked me, and I quickly nodded.

We spent the rest of the evening together, every minute helped me relax and forget about my situation. It was the night I was falling asleep with a wide smile.

I was woken up by the weird feeling in my lower parts. Slowly opening my eyes, I tried to move my hands, but they were tied up. I was still in my bed, naked, my mouth stuffed with a gag. I noticed something on my cock, blinking several times.

(Author note: Yes, that's a vibrating cock ring with an application as a remote. But holy moly it costs 99$...)

My eyes shot around the room, my brain still trying to process what was going on, trying to wake me up.

"You need to be punished, Princes."

No! Fuck, no!

I tried to get free, but I was pinned to the bed by the older man. He grabbed my hair, bending my head back, while I quickly closed my eyes.

"I thought I was speaking clear when I said you were mine. Nobody else has the right to kiss you," he whispered, kissing me softly on my neck.

"Let me go!" I screamed, but my plead was muffled by the stupid thing in my mouth.

"Be a quiet, we don't want to wake up your mum, do we now?" He asked, his breath hitting my neck.

My body shivered, and as much as I wanted to fight back, I was slowly getting aroused. I felt amazing, knowing he wanted me and me only.

"Delirious," I breathed out, biting into the gag I had.

"I haven't really done anything, and you're already craving for me. But this is not a pleasure night for you, this is your punishment. And trust me I wanted to do so many things, using so many things, but doing that I would have to wait for you to come back home. So I'll start with something soft, even though you
deserve so much worse," he lowered his voice at the end, making me a goosebumps.

His hand drifted upon my skin, making me moan silently. I hated my body at that moment, being so easily conquered, and I hated my heart for letting this man get straight into it.

He grabbed his phone, quickly doing something, before I felt a slight vibrations right on my cock. I moaned, enjoying this new feeling.

"What are you, hm? Cock sucker, right here," he started softly, and I noticed a marker in his hand.

He wrote something on my cheek, but I couldn't concentrate on what was it. He made an arrow towards my mouth, and I moaned again, trying not to get that amazing vibration through me.

"What else are you? Oh, cheap hoe for being fucked by Luke so many times," he continued, writing something with the marker on my body.

I felt the vibrations got higher, more intensive, making me moan loudly. I tried to get out of the restrains, but the only thing I received was his amused smirk.

This is insane!

"Cum dumpster," he whispered, making me shiver.

"Dirty slut, cock lover, what more are you? You displeased me, Princess."

I closed my eyes, still feeling the marker on my body, while the vibrations started to send me over the limits.

"Stop!" I moaned, feeling my cock twitch in both pleasure and pain.

"Hm? What was it?"

Yellow!

"Yellow! Yellow!" I screamed, when he lowered the vibration, frowning a bit.

"Whats going on?"

I was shocked, how caring he suddenly was, his voice immediately full of concerns, his eyes reflecting the deep worries. I was gasping for the air, when he removed the gag.

"What's wrong?" He asked again, and I licked my lips.

"It hurts so damn much," I mumbled, feeling the tears in my eyes.

"What did you expect?" He replied coldly.

"Please," I sobbed, while his expressions softened.

"What? What do you want?"

"Finish me... this is the worst torture," I whispered, closing my eyes as the first tears streamed down.

"No cumming for you, you weren't a good boy. But I'll at least wash you," he said, and I felt as he picked me up bridal style.

As I opened my eyes, we were walking towards the bathroom. He put me on my feet , my wrist blasting in pain how tight the cloths were tied. My eyes saw the humiliating words all over my body, as I looked down, making me regret what I did with Ohm.

"I'm so sorry," I whispered, the moment the water hit my body.

"Sorry about what?" He asked me, his clothes getting wet.

I watched the words slowly getting blurry, his hand drifting upon my skin, perfectly cleaning them up. I looked up, meeting his blue eyes.

"Please," I whispered again, seeing him shake his head.

"No."

"Please, Delirious, I beg you," I continued, moving my still tied hands to my lower parts, when he pushed me against the wall.

My hands were pinned above my head almost immediately, making me gulp in fear.

"No touching for you, no cumming for you. This is your punishment," he said steadily, while I bit down on my lip.

He stepped away from me, picking me up the bridal style again. He carried me back to the bed, where he threw me on. I wiped out my tears, my body slowly calming down.

"Stay still, I'll take this back," he whispered, removing the toy.

I gasped for the air, as my cock was once again fully free, the sensation flowing through my body. I looked at him patiently, holding new tears inside me.

"I want you to write down what you did wrong by tomorrow evening. And once you return back home, I want you to wear one uniform your choosing with the collar with it. Now go to sleep," he replied, cold again.

I turned my back to him, hiding my face into the pillow. I didn't want him to see me crying, see me as a weakness.

"You're too cruel," I talked into the pillow, tightly closing my eyes.

"Am I now? You were kissing another man, how do you think I feel about that?"

I don't belong to you, I'm not your property. I don't want to be your toy.

"I love you," I whispered so silently with my racing heart, hoping he didn't hear me, and at the same time hoping he did.

The only thing I heard the next was the door, as he unlocked them, opened and closed them. I sighed, letting the tears stream down, don't even holding the sobs inside me.

I didn't do anything wrong, did I?