His Eyes Say Yes

Barry cursed, bashing the boy's head against the wall. It wuld take a while but Barry knew he would break him soon..

But Blaine was only silent a moment before he was back to wailing, screaming loudly.

Barry growled but let it go as he forced his dick into the boy, howling in ecstasy himsxelf.

This was the kind of screaming Trever enjoyed to hear...The kind Toni was punished for.
He would not hush! He hoped if he gave Barry a head ache he would stop.

Barry already had a pounding headache. The least bit of noise gave him headaches. That was why he kept Toni around so long. He could only whisper.
But he kept going until he came deep in Blaine's ass.

Blaine gave one last scream of pain, sobbing pitifully into the cold tile wall.

Barry groaned as he set the boy down, his head throbbing.
He quickly washed himself off, leaving Blaine in the shower as he grabbed a towel, tied it around his waist and jogged downstairs to get some painkillers. He constantly had them around.
He swallowed half the bottle in one gulp.

Blaine curled himself in a ball, the spray of the shower mingling with his sslty tears while they washed the blood away.
He needed to wash it out of his hole..

Once Barry made his head stop pounding he jogged back up to Blaine. he just had to stop teh damn headache. He had severe head trauma from things that happened back when he was a kid.
"Get out." He snapped at Blaine.

Blaine didnt move. He just curled himself tighter.
"I-Im sorry..."

"Get. Out." Barry repeated, snapping his fingers.

Blaine just covered his head, he didnt move.
"So...S-So...Sorry..."

Barry struck him across the face.
"Listen to me and GET OUT."

Blaine sobbed, shaking his head.
He couldnt move...
He wasnt even about to try.

Barry glared and filled the tub a bit, grabbing the back of Blaine's head and holding it down in the water, drowning him.

The child didnt struggle. He let Trever murder him...
Better than staying and disapointing him more.

Barry waited until the boy fainted and then let him go under th water.

Once again, Barry had murdered this small child for not much reason.

But this was nothing new to Barry. He did all the time. For no reason at all...

But did he not care about Blaine at all?
If so then...why let him cuddle?
Why let him kiss him.
Why?

That was actually why he had murdered Blaine this time...
He was upset... he could not care for a slave. He simply couldn't. It was NOT an option.

But could he help it?
They would see.
Blaine took time waking up, four days exactly.
His eyes fluttered open but he said nothing, just breathing...

Barry had moved the boy's body to a spot on the bedroom floor. He was currently lying on the bed.

Blaine slowly liften his head, peeking at Barry from the foot of the bed.
His ass didnt hurt too bad, in four days its was okay...

Barry was sound asleep, snoring peacefully in the bed