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He was chained.
It was the first thing that flashed in his head when Shu woke up. His head was throbbing and he couldn’t remember when he was kidnapped here.
Kidnapped.
The memory of being hit by the head plunged back into his mind. Shu winced, trying to tug on the chains that were restraining his wrists onto the back of the chair. His legs were spread wide and angled in a way that looked weirder and weirder the more it was studied. It was no wonder, as we look behind Shu and see that his ankles were tied together, his heels digging into his buttocks.
“Too…wide…” Shu let out a groan, or maybe it was a whimper, though he would die before admitting it.
Shu was stripped to only a pair of dark briefs, and because of how wide his thighs were being spread, the fabric tightened and outlined his cock perfectly.
Who did this?
Shu tried tugging on the chains and rope. “Who did this?” He meant for his voice to be a demand, a shout of rage, but it just came out as a weak rasp.
“Me.”
The chair squeaked and scraped on the floor, causing a series of unpleasant noises as Shu struggled to turn and see who was behind his back.
“There is no need.” The voice was closer, directly behind him now, and Shu froze the moment he recognised the man.
“L…Luca?” Shu gaped. His shoulders slumped, giving up the strength of trying to see who it was. “I though… Why would you…?”
“Perhaps the collar will tell you who you belong to.” Luca’s voice was cold.
Shu knew that Luca would often speek in a steady manner, but the cold tone was completely new. He glanced down at his neck, barely making out a black, leather collar around it. He hadn’t noticed its presence until this moment. “W-Why…”
“Because…” Luca pivoted until he stood right in front of Shu, locking eyes with him – the confused meeting the possessive. “...I own you.”