Long Time, No See

"Hurry up!" He snapped as he got dressed and stormed out of the bathroom, grabbing his leash and tying it around Angel's neck.

Angel choked, one hand on his neck and the other holding his stomach. Gabriel was killing him. Mentally the voices were screaming and physically his body couldnt take this.

Gabriel drug him out the door, down to some sleazy bar as always.

Gabriel did drag him, he couldnt get to his feet. His small neck was rubbed raw and bruised by the leash.

Gabriel sat at the bar, Angel on all fours on the floor next to him. It only took minutes before men were asking how much he was goign for tonight.

Angel was not scared like he had been when he was younger. He was used to it. He stood on his hands and knees, head bowed as he waited to see who would rape him tonight.

"Highest bidder boys." Gabriel chuckled as he downed a beer. "Fucked him myself yesterday, he's good and sore. And no more worrying about him biting." He tilted Angel's chin up gruffly, opening his mouth for them all to say." They laughed in an uproar.
They began giving Gabriel offers. Finally a guy gave thirty thousand dollars in exchanged for Angel.
The guy was smaller than most of the others but he was ten times as sadistic.

Angel whimpered, his eyes wide and horrified.
He knew this man from somewhere.
He wrapped his arms around Gabriel's leg, his head bowed and pressed to Gabriel's calf.
"Now....P-Pwease now....Nowt him....M-Maswer Gabwiel?"

Gabriel almost gave in but no... he couldnt seem like a puss in front of the other guys. He kicked Angel off of his beg.
"Little bitch is begging." He chuckled down at him. "Think ya got him scared Trevor."
The man grinned.
"Good." He said simply.
"Ya know the rules, bring him back here tomorrow night, same time." Gabriel always said this and everyone always listened. They knew if they didn't Gabriel would hunt them down and kick their ass. Angel was HIS little prostitute. "And for you I'm adding this. Bring him back ALIVE."
"No promises." The man winked, taking hold of the leash and dragging Angel out of the bar.

Angel fought, trying to dig his nails into the side walk just to have them broken and ripped off.
"Now!!!!! Gabweil!!!! Gabweil!!!" He kicked and screamed, he had done this for years. He was a fighter and always would be.

Gabriel pounded back drink after drink that night, trying to think of anything but the way Angel had screamed his name....

Meanwhile, Trevor had Angel tied to the bed back at his house.

Angel was terrified. This man didnt just want to fuck, he wanted violence. This man wanted to make him bleed, make him scream.

Trevor circled the bed, evil smile on his face. This man really looked the definition of evil...
"So Angel, where should I start?" He trailed his fingers over Angel's body, humming to himself, contemplating.

"Ew Shouwdn't....."
He wanted Brayden.
He wanted his mother.
His wanted Quincy.
....He even wanted Gabriel.
But Gabriel had done this to him....

"Well we're going to start somewhere so how about that gorgeous head of hair ya got?" He sat himself on Angel's chest and pulled a single strand of hair out. Not painful at all. But he kept going, plucking out strand after strand, it didn't hurt much at first until he would rip out handfuls at a time. Even this wasn't bad for him or Angel. But he was just getting started.

Angel just hissed at him, trying to ignore the hands ripping at his soft black locks.
"Fwuck ew."
He was pissed but what was worse was knowing this was only the beginning.

"Oh you will soon enough." He winked. When he was finished, Angel was practically bald. He then stripped Angel, forcing him to sit on his knees on the bed, ass out, his arms handcuffed to the bedpost.

Angel screamed at him, struggling against his confines. His fucking head hurt. It was tender now....
He was ready to fucking murder someone and the voices agreed.

Angel was facing away so he wouldn't see what was coming.
Trevor had several very sharp darts in his hand. And Angel's ass was the dartboard. Trevor aimed and threw the first.
"Bullseye." He laughed as the dart stuck in one of Angel's ass cheeks.

Angel squealed, yanking the cuffs hard.
"Ew muver fwucker!!!!"
Damn that hurt.....

Trevor chuckled and threw another, sticking into Angel's back this time.

"Ow!!!! Fopp!!!" Angel was good with Pain, better than Zac was with it. He was just highly pissed off. He was ignoring the sticking as the darts stuck holes in his back.

Trevor finished throwing all ten of his darts before roughly yanking them out and turning Angel over onto his back, recuffing him.

Angel growled at him, squirming around and trying to kick the evil man.

Trevor chuckled and left the room. He returned a few minutes later with a tall glass of some chunky liquid.
"Drink up Angel." He winked, holding the glass to the boys lips and waiting for him to open his mouth.