His Eyes Say Yes

Blaine just kneed the man in the balls.
"And you need to stop sticking your dick where it dont belong...But I think I fixed that now didnt I? BITCH." Blaine spat in his face.

Barry groaned as the man snapped Blaine's neck like a twig, letting him fall to the ground. He then wakled over to Barry, stepping on the boys body as he passed.
"Excuse you. Did I give you permission to kill him?" Barry snapped, getting close to the man's face.
"You don't seem to be training him wel so I figured I'd try." He snarled.
They had a staredown for a moment, noses pressed together before the other man backed down. You didn't mess with Barry.
"I'm...sorry" He grunted.
Barry nodded.

Blaine flopped around like a fish for a long time until he finally died.
AGAIN.
He was out for some three days.

Barry wasn't worried. Never was. The boy may not come back at any time but oh well.

Blaine got himself up, laying there for a while and just letting the blood spread through his small body.
He whined softly.

"You up?!" Barry called at the noise.

"Yes!" Blaine groaned lightly, getting to his feet and wondering off to where he heard Barry's voice.

Barry sighed at him.
"Blaine damnit. I can't be nice to you if you go and do that."

Blaine frowned at him, blinking.
"What did I do? That guy? What what should I do? Just let someone fuck with me...Thats not fair Mister Meany Pants...I dont like him..."

"You can't bite his dick off!" Barry exclaimed.

"He should have forced it in my if he didnt want it bitten off!!" Blaine stomped his foot like the child he was. "Thats no fair! He will learn I dont like that."

"Blaine this is what you're here for damnit. And stop the damn yelling." He groaned lightly.

Blaine did calm himself down but he stepped over and stood in front of Barry.
"Look at me Mister Meanie Pants..." His small hand took Barry's chin. "Im not meant to be your bitch...or A bitch period...Look at me and look at your other bitches...Im not saying im better...well I kinda am because I wont just sit here and take it. I dont do it. You want someone to behave go talk to the boys you broke. I wont break OR bend."

"Thats what they all say Blaine. But they always do." He shook his head.

"Yes, THEY do. I am not MADE to be a bitch...I am a spoild brat. I wont just take it, you saw today...and even after this im not...Ill let you do whatever because I love you but those other men...they can expect a fight."

"But if you keep going things to them, they will be mad at ME." He sighed.

Blaine sighed, looking down.
"Cant I just be your personal bitch? You have plenty of them...Just say im like extra tight or something." And he was. "And you dont want them loosening me up."
He had learnt a lot about sex from other slaves.

Barry sighed.
"We'll see kid. We'll see."

Blaine pouted at him.
"I dont want you to get in trouble but...Barry I...I dont like them touching me...I dont feel right..." He sat down in Barry's lap, leaning on his chest.

"And you do like me touching you?" He snorted.

Blaine looked up at him, his eyes soft as he nuzzling Barry's chest.
"Not really...It hurts....It supposed to feel good for us both, well sex is. It doesnt...your mean but I love you...So I let it happen...I have no choice really but still...I dont struggle like I do with them..Cuz your my Mister meanie pants."

Barry sighed, frowning down at him. He was relaly starting to regret taking Blaine. He should've gotten his new bitch elsewhere. This boy was... far too sweet.
"Blaine just... hush." He shook his head, plopping down on the couch with Blaine.

Blaine nodded, pressing close to Barry.
"Mr.Brody Bear is gone again."

Barry felt for the bear head in his pocket. His hand found it but he paused.
Why had he saved the damn bear...?

Blaine sighed softly, looking around.
"I just got him back...."