Note: The two pictures are from another fanfic (Trapped) by annephoenix and drawn by loony_lucifer . The story is a little dark for my taste but if you are reading this you know I am not really one to talk. If happy fluff endings are not a must and you are looking for a cool story check out Trapped by annephoenix.
Yassin had to admit his plan to capture Alex Rider was a work of art. He had gone to a lot of trouble to set up his death scene for Alex and M16 and escape without making people question the authenticity of his death. But now it was all worth it. Yassen had more than enough money to retire and soon lovely little Alex would become his companion.
To gain Alex as his bed mate he had to call in a lot of favors but it was worth it. With his dying words he had pushed Alex to go to Italy and because of a large favor he had called in with his former boss, Mrs. Rothman, Alex would see Yassin as his savior once again.
After the slight boy had gone chasing after the scorpion on Mrs. Rothman's boat she had carefully lead him down a dark alley and just as Alex peeked around the corner his world went black.
Gently Mrs. Rotham's guard carried the petite boy inside what was actually a high class scorpia brothel. Placing the child on the extravagant bed he made sure that the lights where dimmed and locked the door behind him.
His head ached and his mouth was dry with a weird aftertaste of whatever had been used to drug him. Dragging himself of the opulent bed he forced himself to look for away to escape but after two hours of searching he gave up hope of an easy overlooked escape root. What Alex really didn't understand was why him? He had gone to Italy after Yassin's cryptic last words and had been following a lead when he found himself locked in an expensive but inescapable room. He hadn't even really begun his search for scorpia and he was already in trouble. Was it an old enemy getting revenge or a honest mistake. Exhausted Alex fell back onto the bed with a grunt. He didn't know how long he could sleep in a nice bed in the near future so why not take advantage of it?
Alex was woken from his sleep by an insistent but gentle shaking. Blinking heavily he groaned and looked at his capture. He was shocked to see a boy who looked like he was about sixteen with shoulder length dark brown hair and olive skin. The boy smiled gently and sat next to Alex on the bed.
"What do you mean a slave?"
"This is Mrs. Rothman's brothel. Most of the newbies are separated into two groups sex slaves or pets as they are more commonly known or courtesans. Typically the sweet ones become pets and the refined ones become courtesans. They typically take pretty boys off the streets as young as 14. Pets will not have to train right off since their virginity is for their masters. They are then sold in auction after they are cleaned up. Then your masters initials are branded into you. After you are sold your only purpose in life is to satisfy your master. If you are lucky you will get a loving master who will be gentle when training you. Do not fight your master or run away. Once you are sold one of the agreements in the sale is that Mrs. Rothman will use all her power as a Scorpia chairwoman to track down runaway slaves. This helps to reassure the buyers that the pet is theirs for life. Once your master dies what happens to you us based on the will he left."
"But this is ridiculous not to mention illegal! I was just trying to find a friend and then I woke up here! There is no way I am going to submit to be some old perverts sex toy."
The boy frowned and said "A lot of the pets feel like that at the beginning the masters actually enjoy that attitude since it mean more breaking in time. Sometimes masters and their pets come back here for a party and believe me the pets are more than happy to submit to being some old perverts sex toys."
Alex Rider laughed "Trust me I am not your average teen I will find a way out of here."
Frantically the older boy grabbed the younger boys arm "Trust me you do not want to do that even if you did escape which would be a miracle Scorpia would track you down since you know to much."
"Know to much I don't know anything except that Scorpia is filled with a bunch of pedophiles!"
"You are not listening to me if you keep fighting they will just pump you up full of drugs so you get addicted and you will do anything it takes to get another fix you will happily fuck hundreds of old men for another hit. But being with a master is different they are all important businessmen so you will not have to see him much and will have the house to yourself frequently. Would you rather die a drugged up young whore or live a nice cushy life with fantastic sex almost every night. It might not be love but masters are very affectionate towards their pets it is a better life trust me!"
On the outside Alex tried to look cowed and scared but on the inside he was crowing with triumph. All he had to do was wait for the auction and once his new ''master'' took him to his home he would break out and run screaming for MI6 they could easily protect him with their connections. In the mean time he could play nice with this boy it was not his fault that he was in this situation and he was honestly trying to help Alex.
"So whats your name anyway?"
"It was Steven but they call me Luc now."
"My name is Alex. So when will this auction take place anyway?"
"Their is typically a large auction every 3 months the next one is in 2 months. But a master has already expressed interest in you and will be meeting you and Mrs. Rothman and the owner tonight.
"That is actually a good sign it shows that he is seriously interested in you and probably will not be to rough. On the down side we have a lot of work to do.
"I don't think I like the sound of that?"
"Well first we need to take you to the laser room it burns off all body hair permanently. Then we need to give you a hair cut and a massage with some specially scented body oil. Lastly we need to find the perfect outfit to impress your owner."
"You have got to be kidding me."
"Nope so get moving."
4 hours later Alex felt like he had been run over by a bus. Steven was a harsh task master and by the end all his hair except for the golden mop on top of his head. His hair had been brushed and styled until it was silky smooth and shiny. He was in a pair of pants made of white almost see through silk. His chest was covered in a lilac oil and he had on a small white vest embroidered with gold. At his feet where delicate white slippers. Most embarrassing of all was the white satin ribbon around his neck that was tied in a bow. Everything was done to enhance the seeming fragility of the small blond boy. And unbeknownst to Alex one of the things he had been given to drink that day was laced with a potent drug made to stint his growth so it was doubtful that he would grow past his height of 5'6.
After his appearance had been "dealt with" Alex was put back in the room he woke up in and Luc tried to coach his reaction for later that night when he first saw his probable master. Alex was to stand still while the potential buyer examined him then he was to lie on a table to allow further viewing.
The mere though of this made Alex want to be sick but he had to hold it in and appear cowed. It would be easy for him to take out some old bastard when the perv took him to his new home. The only downside was for him to escape he had to be branded. But with MI6's help they might be able to remove it for him.
After constant drilling and encouragement from Luc not to fight back and be calm Alex was left for an hour to compose his self before the sale. Lying back on his bed Alex closed his eyes exhausted and let sleep take him. All to soon a gentle hand was shaking him and Luc was telling him it was time to go.
Briskly they left the room and went down several opulent corridors spaced evenly by huge intimidating doors. Alex wondered if all the rooms where as fancy as his. Finally they reached their destination a rather intimidating oak door. Nervously walking through like he was crossing the Styx with Cerberus in front of him, Alex entered another posh room. But while the walls general interior spoke of wealth their was only a very expensive desk and a large mahogany table inside.
A man and woman where inside but both their backs where turned to him as they quietly spoke together. The woman was wearing an expensive power suit and the man was wearing a familiar black jumpsuit. A jumpsuit that he had only seen on one other person and just realized was bulletproof.
"You!" gasped Alex.
Turing around the dead assassin smiled. Yassen Gregorovich look just as stunning as Alex had last remembered with his blond hair, ice blue eyes, light skin and domineering height.
"Hello Alex fancy seeing you here."
Alex had never been more confused, enraged or relieved in his life and especially not at the same time.
"What the hell are you doing here!"
"I could ask you the same question." Yassen said with a quirked eyebrow and a smirk on his face.
"What the hell do you mean you could ask me the same question! You freaking sent me hear you acted like you where dieing right in front of me! You set me up you son of a bitch!
Just when Yassen was about to respond to that accusation Mrs. Rothamn backhanded Alex hard.
"You will not speak to a buyer in that fashion." She said sternly glaring at the shocked boy. But on the inside she was laughing hysterically. Mrs. Rothamn had acquaintances not friends with the exception of Yassen Gregorovich. The two had hit it off as much as the two reserved people could and stood by each others backs in a discrete below the radar kind of way. Mrs. Rothman was enjoying the idea of this feisty child as Yassens immensely and was already picturing the fights they would get into. Besides this was elivating her status as the only female board member since she had so efficiently gotten rid of the person sent to "spy on them". The whole plan was rather well thought out and was certainly worth the effort.
A couple of months ago Yassen had approached Mrs. Rothman just before taking the Damian Cray assignment. Yassen was getting old and wanted to retire but not without a certain somebody. So together they had planned out Yassens death. Like with all customers Scorpia had done a psychological profile of Mr. Cray and the believed it would be easy to push the mad man into "killing Yassen". Yassen was of course wearing his specially designed black combat jumpsuit that was state of the art and bulletproof. Yassen would let a blood packet explode "die" leaving a cryptic message with a trail to Italy and buy the snatched up Alex. That way when Alex went missing nobody would point fingers at Yassen and try to recover Alex. All in all Mrs. Rothman had to admit this was one of Yassen's better plans and had been executed perfectly. Now Yassen had his little love and Mrs. Rothman had a barrel of laughs.
Inside Yassen was upset that his friend had hit his Alex but he new that it was neccisary to build up the boys trust in him by making a bad guy. Looking upon his prize he had to admit that he was thrilled despite the scars the boy sent out an alluring trace of innocence that he couldn't wait to corrupt. But he had to get back on target for Alex's sake.
"Its quite alright Mrs. Rothman and if it is alright with you could you step out so we could have a few minutes alone."
"Absolutely not! We can not leave a pet alone with anyone but it owner. We will not have you taking his virginity while our backs are turned either you are going to buy him or let the next customer examine him!" inside Mrs. Rothman was smirking again she did so like playing out this part.
Yassen frowned and it took all of his training not to reveal his excitement instead looking mildly concerned.
Alex was stunned he had walked in to meet his master instead saw somebody who was supposed to be dead and his last link to his father and then it seemed as if the man might once again rescue Alex from a horrible fate. Alex started to slowly relax Yassen was all ways saving him he could be trusted.
If Alex was drinking something he would have spat it out. Anxious he looked quickly over to Yassen mentally begging him to do it. The assassin seemed to be deep in though and then finally
"I'll take him." Alex slowly exhaled the breath he was breathing. He had been rescued by the admittedly strange Russian. Even though Alex felt sure he could escape what ever old perv might want to buy him for real this made it so much easier. Soon he would be home again and this would all just be another weird MI6 related mishap.
Little did Alex know that the sale had been for real and that his life was about to take a very interesting turn.
Little Alex had no idea he had just been bough for real. Yassen had seen the hope in the teen spy eyes when he had shown up as his buyer. But after all the trouble he went to to get Alex for himself their was no way he was going to just catch and release him. But it was good that Alex trusted Yassen to a degree that would make the training that much easier.
"So I trust that you have had a brand made for the boy?"
"Yes." On the outside Yassen was as composed as always but inwardly he was dancing with joy. The thought of Alex branded for life as his property his submissive. Ever since he had first seen the boy he had imagined him sucking his cock like a lolly or bouncing up and down on him as the petite blond eagerly rode him. The annoying sound of his friends voice stopped the assassin from imagining Alex bound and gagged his ass clenching Yassen in his slippery depth.
"It seems everything is in order and all the paperwork has been take care of so all that is left is to go to the branding room. "
Yassen could see that his Alex was trying to act composed but he was gently shaking. Yassen was sad that he was scared but after the branding Alex would be irrevocably his. He would no longer be going on dangerous missions and will live like a prince never hurting unless I need to discipline him. Yassen vengefully thought.
With the slow cat like grace Yassen and Mrs. Rothman left to be followed by two guards and of course Alex.
For Alex it seemed like they had been walking past nonstop posh hotel floors but finally they reached their destination. Looking inside Alex froze. The room was strait out of a nightmare it was dark and there was two wood horses with shackles on both ends. Unceremoniously Alex was walked over to one of the horses and shoved down his hands and feet shackled in an instant. Alex was shaking in fear and then Mrs. Rothman's commanding voice broke the silance.
"The brand please."
Yassen opened a briefcase and pulled out a elegantly carved piece of metal inscribed with the with the name Y. Gregorovich boldly across it. Yassen passed it to one of the guards who attached it to an electric brander. Going to Alex scared face Yassen gently cupped the boys face and whispered soothingly to him that it would all be over soon. The guard step forward and placed the brand firmly down on Alex left shoulder. Alex screamed in shock and gentle tears fell from his eyes. Yassen continued to murmur to the boy and while he hated that his Alex was in pain he was determined to make Alex love him so much one day the boy would love the brand. Finally the hot metal was removed and the other guard gently rubbed a salve on the boys shoulder. Unbinding the teen the guards spread some healing salves on the boy and bandaged his shoulder.
"Feel free to take your pet Mr. Gregorovich. I hope the merchandise proves satisfactory."
Nodding Yassen picked the trembling weeping boy up and took the syringe from his briefcase to inject into his pet. This way he would not wake up until he was in his new home and would allow him some escape from the pain of the brand. Calmly Yassen nodded to Mrs. Rothman who stifled a smile and then quickly left the house of pleasures for his car which he quickly weaved around traffic to his private plane waiting to take his little Alex and him to his mansion in the middle of the Russian wilderness.
Alex woke up slowly his head pounding. Shifting slowly to get in a more comfortable position he heard a slight jangling noise looking down he saw that a sturdy metal collar with a velvet lining was on his neck chained to a large king sized bed. Terrified he looked around and found himself in a completely unfamiliar room. It all came rushing back to him Yassen the sale but why on earth was he here oh please god Yassen didn't seriously buy him did he? The sound of the door opening went off in Alex mind like a gun shot. In his usual graceful manner Yassen Gregorvich dead assassin walked in the door.
"Hello little Alex."
Yassen smiled inside Alex looked to cute for words in that collar they should definitely try out a cat costume at some point. Having Alex here in his home where no one could see his little Adonis was a dream come true. Yassen would have to thoroughly break the boy in to keep him from escaping and the thought of the inevitable harsh punishments he would have to inflict did not make him happy. But the two of them would be very happy together in the end he would make sure of it.
"Go to Venice. Find Scorpia. And you will find your destiny. What kind of shitty ass advice was that I thought you had died for Christ sake I go to Italy and get caught up in a fucking brothel only to be branded and sold to you!"
Yassen sighed and gently sat down on the bed. "Alex because MI6 was hunting me down Scorpia decided to kill me so I could retire and do the odd job for them that could not be traced back to them. I didn't have much time so I wanted to get you to go to Italy so I could explain to you that I was not dead. I did not think that you would somehow find and stalk Mrs. Rothman. Of course she would put you up for sale. When I had found out what happened to you I requested you for an outright sale instead of an auction. Unfortunately since I bought you from Mrs. Rothman who is my employer in Scorpia I am expected to actually train you instead of just letting you go."
"Train me what the hell do you mean by train me?"
"I will make you into my companion. We have similar history's and I do not believe that will be difficult. You will satisfy me sexually and to answers your unasked question that will be often. When we get to know each other better I will train you so that you can better defend yourself encase I am away on a job and our home is attacked. I will expect you to continue your education and I have brought all the necessary tools for you to do so. If you have trouble with your homework you may come to me for answers. The rules are as follows you may never disrespect me, you may never deny me, you may never attempt some ill conceived escape plan of yours, you may not try and contact MI6 or your friends and family, you may never attack me. All of these rules are subject to change and more will be added if necessary. You may call me Yassen when you are being good and Master or Sir when you have been naughty."
Yassen watched with amusement as Alex got redder and redder at the list of rules. Pateinetly he waited for his little one to exploed.
"Your Fucking me there is no way in hell I will do any of that."
"Not yet I am not but that will happen soon enough. It is all because of your exuberance to stalk random people and your spying for MI6 that got you in this mess little Alex."
"I was just doing what you told me to."
"Really I never remembered telling you to chase after random boats and tell MI6 all about me."
Angry Alex threw the lamp on the bedside table. Of course Yassen caught it with ease and turned back to Alex.
"I will be linnet this time since your are a fresh pet and no doubt scared but if you ever do that again you will regret it I will insure that. It helps that you knew that you could never hit me with that thing. Now I believe it is time that I introduced you to physical pleasures."
Alex froze his mind horrified by what Yassen just said. Frantically Alex tried to break the chain and get off the bed. But Yassen was already their. With a dominating smile he leaned down and covered the young man bellow him with himself.
"Wh...What are you doing?" Alex stuttered.
"Enjoying my prize." Yassen murmured. Softly Yassen pulled Alex's flimsy silk "pants" from the brothel. Smirking he gently lowered his head and swallowed Alex to the root. Slowly he bobbed his head up and down drawing a loud keening noise from the teen bellow him.
Alex was beyond thinking Yassens mouth was swallowing him hole in that wet heat and all he needed was to come not caring that this was the man he was supposed to despise and fear. Just as he was about to come Yassen stopped lifting his head off of Alex smirking he dipped his head and let his tongue lap at the head of Alex's cock. Alex moaned he had never been this stimulated in his life the awkward fumbling in his bed in the middle of the night cold never compare to this. Harshly Yassen grabbed the base of Alex cock and squeezed preventing him from coming.
"If you want to come all you have to do is ask Alex." He whispered into Alex ear watching as the boy whimpered at the stimulation. "I just want to teach you some manners pet say please let me come master and I will give you the best orgasm of your life."
"P..Please let me come master" Alex said softly and then blushed profusely.
Yassen smiled this was a step forward. Soon he would have Alex in his bed spreading his legs begging for him to take his virginity. Bending his head he swallowed Alex once more and then tweaked the pink pebbles which where the boys nibbles.
Screaming Alex came into the assassins mouth utterly spent.
Alex was losing track of everything. He didn't know how long he had been in Yassen's house a week two weeks? It was all starting to blur together. He staid tied to the bed and Yassen would come in at certain points and gave him the most astounding addictive pleasure of his life. But Yassen never came the whole time he spent dedicated to Alex's pleasure.
Alex being a fourteen year old new all about how a male and a female had sex but he was clueless on how to males could do it. He new it could be done since Yassen told him that he would gain pleasure form his body but he was no closer than he was at the beginning to figuring it out. The worst part was that Alex loved Yassen's touch. The way he worshipedhis body with his hands and tongue leaving no area unexplored.
The door glided open drawing Alex's attention to the opening in came Yassen with a bottle of something smiling wickedly.
Yassen was exhausted while it was amazing to see Alex's face when he came and the little noises he made the unconscious submissive positions he moved to was fantastic he was sure he was dieing of sexual frustration. The plan was to get Alex addicted to him and beg for Yassen to take him. Today was a big step this was the first time he was going to stretch Alex in preparation for the eventual penetration.
Smiling like a predator Yassen stalked over to the bed and leaned down capturing Alex's mouth in a possessive kiss. Gentility he pulled back the comforter and swallowed the naked boys erection. Thankfully Yassen had plenty of time to explore Alex and knew all of his erogenous zones. After just licking the head he swallowed the boy whole watching Alex groan and thrust up into his mouth. Once he was sure that Alex was successfully subdued he whispered in his ear
"Lets trying something new".
Yassen smiled as Alex shivered. He new that Alex had a thing for his voice and when he whispered into his ear during sex it made him go crazy.
Gently he grabbed the teens legs and folded them onto Alex spreading his hole for him. Slowly he licked around the rim.
When Yassen first pulled Alex's legs up his nerves shot through the roof he had never felt so exposed even when Yassen was licking him. Suddenly Yassens tongue pushed into Alex and Alex screamed and squirmed it felt incredible. Dully Alex wondered if Yassen was taught this at Malagosto since this could definitely kill a person.
Withdrawing Yassen looked down at the squirming sex crazed Alex and decided that he was in such a haze he would not fight his first penetration. Slowly he spread a healthy amount of lube on his hand and circled a finger around Alex hole. By now the boy was beyond speech using more primal ways of demanding more. Carefully he dipped his finger into that tight hole pushing in and out gently to get Alex used to the feeling. When he added his second finger he saw that made Alex uncomfortable and he had the most adorable disgruntled expression on his face. Every now and then when he pumped the two fingers he saw Alex wince as his unreached hole was opened by his gentle but insistent fingers. At three fingers the boy tried getting away crawling along the sheets only to get dragged back by Yassen. While he hated seeing his little one in pain he would be in more pain if he did not start preparing him. Suddenly Yassen's fingers brushed against his little ones love spot instantly his pet mewled and his flaccid cock gave and interested twitch. Smirking he brushed his fingers across his new discovery again loving the enticing reaction it drew from Alex. Working Alex's cock and prostate Yassen pushed Alex over the edge. Watching as the teen cried out and stiffened warm cum dripping from his deflated member. Kissing Alex on the cheek Yassen walked out.