Wooyoung had lost count of the days since he'd been taken. All he knew was he cave and the fire that provided him with light. He never knew if it was day or night.

Calypso kept him chained to the wall most of the time, only freeing him to stretch his limbs and to take him to another chamber that had running water to relieve himself and wash up.

She had left him alone the first week or so he had been with her, stating she was in recovery mode from all the magic she had used. But once she started brewing this potion she force fed him, this started to get worse.

The more he took of this potion, the more he seemed to forget about his past. After a week or so, he couldn't remember anything about his childhood.

Then he couldn't remember his mother's name. Or what happened to her.

Soon his memories with San started to fade...

The potion seemed to put him into a kind of trance where Calypso could have asked him to do anything, and he would do it. Although she still didn't trust him enough to untie him whenever she used him.

"Hello my pet." Calypso said after leaving for several hours to brew a new batch. He came and sat next to him, running her hands over his thinning arms. "You need to eat." She held out a plate of food. It had some kind of meat on it and what looked like raspberries from the island.

So he was still on Utopia. Some days he couldn't remember if they had left or not.

She removed the gag from his mouth and untied one of his hands before giving him the plate.

Wooyoung reluctantly took it and chewed slowly on a piece of meat. Part of him didn't want to eat so that eventually he would starve to death, but he couldn't do that to Jongho or San, or everyone else... He had to believe that they would come for him. They did las time, so why wouldn't they now?

But then why was it taking so long...? Calypso must have been using some spell to keep them away. That had to be it...

Unless they forgot about him. Maybe they thought he really was dead, so there was no point in searching for him...

He felt tears come to his eyes and forced them away. He had to stay strong.

When he finished eating, Calypso gave him some water, and then held up the little vial. "Now, are we going to do this the easy way? Or the hard way?"

Wooyoung gulped, then closed his eyes and opened his mouth. The sweet liquid coated his throat as he swallowed his and his head started to get fuzzy. It was like he could watch his memories drift away before his eyes.

Calypso ran her heads through his hair. "That's my good boy. We are so close. Soon we will be able to leave the accursed island. And you'll be all mine." She moved to sit in his lap and started to kiss his neck, renewing any marks she had already left there.

He whimpered and tried to pull away, hating the feeling even though the potion was dulling his senses. "Don't struggle." She ordered and he felt his limbs lock up.

She rocked her hips against him, her entrance already wet and wanting as she tried to get him going.

Wooyoung willed himself not to react, but the human body was a selfish thing and he could already feel himself starting to get hard.

He didn't want this. "N-No..." He forced out, trying to fight against the potion in his system.

Calypso growled and yanked his head to the side, now nipping at his skin with her teeth as she rocked her hips harder.

"Please..."

She kissed him, sucking his tongue into her mouth and running her teeth across it. Wooyoung did everything he could to pull away.

He couldn't remember anything before the ocean city that Seonghwa had rescued them from now. He saw the face of the man who had bought him smiling back at him... And the whip... The whip that left his back forever scarred. It flashed before his eyes.

"No!" He cried out again, using the hand she had left untied to shove her off him.

"Worthless piece of... You, pet, are heading down a dangerous path." Calypso said, her eyes flashing a dark green.

Wooyoung didn't feel as fuzzy anymore, maybe could fight the potion, even if he couldn't fight her as she slipped his hand into the bindings again and forced the gag into his mouth. He pulled against the rope, reopening the wounds and feeling blood dripping down his arms while screaming into the gag.

Calypso slapped him. "Shut it!" She grabbed his jaw and squeezed. He felt like she could break his jaw if she really wanted to. "I can't wait for this potion to be in your system, but I will give this to you. You're strong willed. Stronger than when we first met." She sneered at him as she lifted herself up and lowered herself onto his hard length.

He whined into the gag, hating the feeling as she rode him while he was completely helpless. She ran her hands all over his body, just adding to the displeasure.

There was only one thing he could do in this situation.

He let his mind wander to where he had been happiest in his life.

It was back on the ship when he had gone to see Jongho.

Wooyoung squeezed his eyes shut and he could see the water pixies dancing in front of him. Jongho came shortly after. He pictured him leaning into him as he sat on the crate.

His body seized as Calypso brought his first orgasm of the night.

No, think about Jongho. Jongho. His heart beat a little faster as he remember their first kiss. It had been so perfect. Months of dancing around each other had finally come to a close.

Wooyoung whimpered at the overstimulation as Calypso continued to use him. He could feel the tears running down his cheeks. Why? Why did she want him so badly? He wasn't anything special...

No that wasn't true. Jongho said he was special. Jongho said he loved him. Wooyoung knew he needed to hold onto that feeling. Jongho wouldn't stop looking for him. He just had to find a way to get out of here. He had to keep fighting against Calypso and her potion.

He had to make sure he didn't forget his lover.

Wooyoung replayed their first night together over and over as Calypso used him, purring how good he was being now and how he would soon be the perfect pet. He blocked out the ways he would start to please her, the thought of it made him sick.

She fawned over him for several more hours. It was the same thing every time. Multiple orgasms by both, a little rest, then if she was feeling up to it maybe one or two more times. He was in so much pain by the time she was done, he didn't know if he would make it to the next day.

Being back with the slavers would be better than living through this. But at least she didn't make him do it every day. So tomorrow... Tomorrow he could rest and recover.

Just to be ready for the next time...

The water pixies danced in front of his eyes as he slowly lost consciousness, his last thought focused on staring into Jongho's eyes as they lit up the night sky.

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Written by flamewhipper!!