General RP Mafia Debt (RhysTheFirebird)

Just about the only thing keeping him up anymore was Seth's hold on him. Lee didn't mind, it made him feel wanted, much like his words after breaking the kiss. God, he was so touch-starved, anything sounded good to him right then. The other knew just how to treat him well as the grip on his hair forced his head back, Lee simply loved a rough partner. "Ah! Please~ have all the fun you want." Something in him instantly regretted those words, though his dick was certainly happy.

He didn't notice when the arm wrapped around Seth's neck was removed and the only indication something was wrong was the cold metal pressing against his skin, Lee hearing the distinct click sound. "Wha-- Huh?" He was shoved back, the little strength he had left in his legs keeping him up. His shirt was removed, Lee shivering as the cold metal from the pole chilled his skin. His other wrist was then cuffed, trapping him to the pole. Everything happened so quickly, Lee blinking in surprise. "My... What kinky boys I've found." He didn't recall any agreement to being cuffed, the small voice in his head screaming at him to find a way out. He shook his head, tilting it back as his nipples were assaulted. His legs finally gave out and he collapsed to his knees, his body finding great pleasure in the pain from the bites.

"Fuck, fuck," he groaned out, gasping. Hearing the others, he felt something was very wrong. Maybe... this wasn't such a good idea after all? "Cuffs... are they really necessary?" He asked, uncertain.
 
Seth growls softly, "Stay quiet and be a good boy, slut." He bites down harder on Lee's nipple, too hard, before dragging his teeth back up to the other's throat. He bites and sucks, his hands tugging and yanking at Lee's pants, eventually pulling them off.

Seth laughs softly, leaning to bite Lee"s ear, "So foolish and trusting. . ." He pulls Lee away from the pole slightly, flipping him over. The action caused the boys arms to cross, and limiting movement even more. "Let's see how well this ass can take it. . ."

In one motion, Seth thrusts into Lee's body, not even waiting a moment as he kept moving. Somehow, he had managed to free his own cock, and was now using it against the boy and for us own gratification.

~~~

Meanwhile, Nadia was doing her best to find Lee, panicking after not finding the boy in his room. After a half hour, she came across the bar, one she knew for the easily bought if bartender. All she had to do was flash her gun and she was let back. In reality though, she was a driver, not a gun woman, and she knew she shouldn't go into the situation alone, not when she saw the five men against Lee.

She called Dimitri, standing outside as a light snow flurry began.
 
The mix of words, from the praise to being called a slut, went straight to his cock. His back arched at the harsh bite to his nipple, Lee crying out. He felt so out of it, barely noticing when his pants had been removed. The next thing he knew, he had been flipped over, his arms crossing uncomfortably. "W-Wait! Wait!" He didn't even know the other had removed his pants already, the man slamming into him without any prep or lube. He screamed, the masochistic side of him loving the pain and roughness, yet some of the pain hadn't translated to pleasure. He could feel tears stinging the corner of his eyes, flowing down his cheeks. "Stop!" He cried out, a moan hushing his pleas.
 
Seth groans, rolling his hips I to the other, just as harshly as his first thrust had been. He tugs Lee's hair, pulling his head back to press his face I to the boy's neck. He was chasing his own pleasure, not even touching the boy as he fucked into the smaller male.

The laughter of the four other boys mingled with the sounds of Lee's cries and Seth's grunts, the second man saying he'd have his turn after Seth.

~~~

Dimitri's response to Nadia's call and message was instantaneous, changing suits, grabbing two fully loaded guns and leaving the estate. He'd kill whoever touched Lee. And then some.
 
Shit, shit, shit! Those words began terrifying Lee, the realization quickly hitting him that all five men would end up using him. With no prep being used, besides their cum, he would be ruined. He thought he was already bleeding from the sheer force the other was using. He could smell the iron in the chilled air. "Get off! Stop!" Was all he could cry, tears streaming down his face. It was clearly visible to the others as his head was forced back. The unfortunate response his body had to pain, changing it to incredible pleasure, would be enough to get him off. He begged his body not to, praying it wouldn't that someone could save him.

He cried harder knowing the one person he ended up finding trust in was dead. He would never help him again. Finally, Lee allowed himself to cry, to mourn his loss. Ah, he wished he could join him.
 
Nadia felt her jaw tighten, it was her job to protect this boy, to make sure he stayed out of trouble and she'd failed. Her aim with a gun was lousy at best and horrible at worst. Her grip tightens on her jacket, "Hurry up, Dimitri, please. . ." She whispers, still standing outside the storage room.

Seth was still fucking away into Seth, though after a few more minutes, he came inside the other with a low groan, before pulling out. "Such a perfect slut. I think we should keep him, boys!"

This being said as the second man prowled forward, thrusting himself into Lee's body, "Fuck, how is he still tight? A little lose, but damn. . ." He laughs.

Dimitri screeches to a stop, the tires squealing as he burst into the bar and headed towards the back.
 
Normally, Lee loved feeling his partner release inside of him. It was messy, but he still enjoyed the sensation. This time, he couldn't stand it. He felt disgusting, so dirty. Keep him? He panicked, trying to flip himself over before the other plowed right inside of him next. He cried out as the next one took his turn with his weakened body. "Stop...!" He called out weakly, panting heavily.
 
No one dated to oppose Dimitri as he grabs the Bartender, seething and lifts the gun, shooting the man in his head, a point blank range. No one took what was his and got away with it. He drops the dead man, the rest of the patrons not even batting an eye. They knew a sound of protest would mean they were next.

He storms through the back of the bar and meets Nadia outside, glaring at her. She knew the look meat he would lay into her later. After a moment, he tries the door, finding it locked. "Oh. . ." He mutters angrily, before slamming the butt of his gun down on the doorknob. The metal thing broke and clattered to the ground, the door creaking open.

He storms inside, shooting on of the men, him falling dead.

The second guy, still inside Lee looks up and freezes, hands gripping the other's hips. "Вот дерьмо. . ."

Seth stalks forward, "Извините." He lifts his own gun, pointing it at Dimitri. He looks at the second guy, "Don't stop." And the guys grins, going back to fucking Lee.

Dimitri narrows his eyes, staring at the gun Seth had pointed at him.
 
Lee didn't notice anyone else enter the small warehouse. He yelped from surprise at the loud gunshot, one of the men collapsing to the ground. Oh, fuck, what was going on?! The man raping him stopped, saying something in Russian. He tried to look back, unsure if he was seeing things when what looked to be Dimitri filled his vision.

Shit. Fuck. The other knew. The other watched him get raped, heard Lee cry out as the other resumed what he was doing, Seth telling him to keep going. He felt ashamed as his body betrayed him, forcing him to orgasm. He tried his hardest to keep quiet, refusing to let any of them know he just came, that his own seed was splattered across his stomach and the floor beneath him. The realization that if they ended up murdering Dimitri, he would be completely alone in Russian, these rapist's plaything.

"Please, stop...!" He tried calling out. "...Help."
 
Dimitri stares down the barrel of the gun, a smirk twisting his lip, "You're taking something that belongs to me, assholes." He crosses his arms, his expression pushing on wolfish.

Seth snorts, "He was alone, he was begging for us to play with him. You should have heard it!" His grip tightens on the gun, staring Dimitri down.

The second guy rolls his hips to Lee, laughing, "Oh, look, he just came! Such a slut!" He tugs on Lee's hair, pulling the boy's head back enough to bite his throat.

Dimitri tenses and then shoots forward, the sound of the gun going off causing his ears to ring as he grabs Seth's arm, the bullet hitting the wall behind Dimitri. He kick's Seth's knee, shattering it. He flips the man through the air, causing him to crash on his back.

He took the gun, shoving it into his belt and then shit down the other two men still standing and staring, both of them dead. Seth and the second guy still in Lee, but still and staring at Dimitri with wide eyes would have worse fates.
 
Even if he was doubtful that he thought he saw Dimitri, hearing his voice was enough--- belongs to him?! He winced, both at the pain and Seth's words. Yeah, he wanted to play, for a little escape, but this was a bit much! He gasped, groaning out as his head was forced back. "Fuck, ahn, get off you asshole...!" Damn, right then he hated his body for loving the pain. He didn't want to enjoy it, not like this. Not... exactly like this. God, it felt so fucking good...!

He whimpered, the other biting at his neck, another shot ringing through the air. Dimitri managed to get Seth down, killing the other two men. It was just the four of them left, two of the monsters that decided to hurt him, and his... boss.
 
Dimitri stalks forward, grabbing the hair of the guy still mounted on Lee and after gently pulling him out and away from the other body, throws him to Seth. "Nadia. Make sure these men get out in the rooms." Without even looking down at Lee, giving the boy privacy, he dropped his jacket over the other, having brought a thicker, fur lined one. He didn't need it, plenty used to the cold and much enjoying it, but knowing the other would need it.

He gently tucks it over Lee's shoulders, using the large jacket to wrap around the boy's boy and roll him over, gently lAying the boy on his back, and then steps forward. Normally, he would just yank the chain and snap it for the cuffs, but he suspected the haring to Lee's body that would do would be too much. He sighs softly, pulling out his pocket knife. After inserting it to the lock he wiggled it around and freed Lee.

He supposed he could have searched the bodys, but he didn't want to. He wanted to be close to Lee, give the boy a comforting presence.
 
Out of all of the men, Lee was curious why Seth and the one raping him hadn't been murdered. The thought didn't last for long, gasping as the other was pulled off of him. He was given some privacy with the jacket wrapped around his body, even as he was flipped over, he was still covered. He couldn't look at the other, feeling such shame for what had happened. He had put himself in harm's way and the other could do anything to him. A knife came out, Lee panicked for just a moment until he realized it was for cuffs. Oh, yeah, he was still cuffed. He still couldn't move, his hands falling to his sides. He attempted to move, to stand, his body so weak.

He glanced over toward the other, still nervous with him around, but he didn't have much choice. "I... I can't move. The bastards drugged me," he managed to explain. After his experience with drugs, he knew something wasn't right. Alcohol didn't have this effect on him, meaning they must have slipped something in his drink. "I'm so sorry. Please don't be mad." Serkei had given him enough warnings to not piss Dimitri off. He was scared.
 
Dimitri slowly folds the knife closed, touching it into his pockets. He crouches down, running his hand over Lee's hair gently. "I know you're hurt, but do you have any cuts? Anything that needs medical aid right now?" He doesn't try to pull the jacket to peer at Lee's body and check. He knows Lee needs control over the situation and is doing his best to give it to him.

Worry simmers in his eyes as he stares at Lee, still running his hand gently and soothingly over the boy's hair. "Here, Tuck your arms into the coat, it will help, I promise." He motions for Lee to slide his arms through the sleeves.
 
Despite how freaked out he was being near the other, the gentle petting felt nice... really nice. He instinctively leaned into the touch, not actually wanting it to go away. Any cuts... He shook his head, "No, I... I don't think so." The only thing that may need aid was his ass. He would be fine, he was sure. Looking up at the other, he saw how worried he seemed. It was different, especially earlier when he angered him. He figured he would be truly pissed now, yet he seemed anything but.

It would come later, he was sure. For now, the other seemed to want to take care of him. At the suggestion, he tried to lift his arms, finding it difficult, but he eventually got them tucked into the sleeves. "I don't know if I can walk," he said softly.
 
Dimitri nods, "I know. Are you okay for me to pick you up?" He asks, still stroking and petting Lee's hair. He waits patiently for the answer, nodding at Nadia who pulled her phone out with shaking hands. She called Dimitri's doctor, informing him to be at the estate ASAP, all in Russian.

Dimitri gazes down at Lee, waiting and paying close attention for any signs of intense pain, or God forbid, bleeding. He was careful and attentive, gentle and patient. He would t dare yell at the other until he was better, because, boy, he was mad. Pissed really.

He'd given the big express instructions that if he went out he was to take Serkei or Nadia, and the boy had just left and made this clusterfuck to deal with.
 
Lee hesitated before agreeing, in that moment desperately needing the other to help him, lest he be left there. He could have been kidnapped by the group and worse, murdered. Dimitri's driver, Nadia, spoke to someone on the phone all in Russian, Lee not having a clue someone would be coming to check on him. He winced as he was lifted, held close by the other, Lee enjoying the warmth he needed. If he could, with how weak he was, he would wrap an arm around the other's neck, feeling safer to hold on. He curled up in his arms then, as much as he could, nearly hiding himself from the outside world. He was embarrassed, being found in such a state, he didn't need others seeing him like that.

...Yeah. Lee would hesitate to admit he knew that, yet rebelled in his depressed state. He was a brat, through and through.
 
Dimitri laughs softly, brushing his lips against Lee's temple in a comforting gesture. He held the boy close to his chest, grip firm and tight. "It's going to be okay, Lee. No one's going to hurt you again." He walks outside and heads to his car, opening the backdoor and sliding Lee across the backseat. He was glad he left the car on, and subsequently, the heater. The car was warm and toasty.

Dimitri closes the door and walks around to the front, settling himself in the passenger seat. Nadia moves to the driver's side, settling down as she starts driving.

Dimitri looks back at Lee, "You don't have to buckle in, Nadia will be careful. It's only a five minute drive to the estate."
 
He wasn't sure he could believe the man's words. Knowing himself well enough, something like this would end up happening again. He would end up getting himself into some major trouble, sure enough. He just nodded and hid his face in his chest. Peeking out when they were outside, he saw that it was snowing. The world suddenly seemed to peaceful, quiet. As he was looking out, he spotted the car from earlier. He felt some relief knowing he wouldn't be out in the public eye for too long. Soon they would be back home and Lee could hide in his room... for a long time.

Inside the car, it was pleasantly warm, Lee not realizing how badly he needed that. Dimitri had been careful setting him in the backseat, Lee keeping himself pressed against the seats so he wouldn't roll and fall in his weak state. "Mm... Thank you," he said softly. Well, at least the ride wouldn't be too long, though as he lay there and the car moved, he winced feeling the pain from his backside. Damn. He enjoyed pain, but right now it wasn't anything pleasant.
 
Dimitri sighs, parking the car in the garage. He sits for a moment before climbing out and gently pulling Lee from the car. He cradles the boy close to his chest. He gently plays with the other's hair.

Dimitri carries the other inside and up to Lee's room. He strides through the sitting room and pushing through to the bedroom. He sets Lee down, staring at him for a moment.

He sighs, "My doctor is coming to check up on you. Make sure you really are okay."
 
The ride wasn't too bad, a little bumpy, but he was happy it was over. He was in Dimitri's arms again, held close, safe. He comforted him by playing with his hair again, Lee visibly relaxing in his arms. Up in his new room, he felt better being in his own bed, the mattress soft just like the one back in the States.

Still quite weak, he tried to sit up. "A doctor?" He looked up, feeling nervous about getting checked out in such an embarrassing state. "Do they have to? I'm fine..."
 
Lee frowned, the other pushing him back down to lay. "Well..." He sighed, not wanting to express his previous experience with drugs. No, he had never been drugged before, but he did enjoy getting high. Sure, the other was right. He couldn't argue that. He had no idea what he had been given. "I think it's a sedative." He could only figure such as he had tried them before.

At the mention of painkillers, he appeared to perk up. He had to remind himself it most likely wasn't anything stronger than something simple and over the counter. Then again... Hey, free drugs! He didn't need Dimitri knowing he was into some drugs, that there was a strong possibility he would end up getting hurt again.
 
Dimitri sighs, "Lee. . ." He narrows his eyes, staring the boy down.

"I can tell it's a sedative. Now calm down, and don't look so happy about the idea of getting drugs."

He shakes his head and turns away, pushing a hand into the hair and pacing. "I just need to make sure you really are okay. I can't have you getting hurt while under my care."
 
"I- Nope, I'm good." He shook his head. He didn't want the other to catch on to his excitement about possibly getting some awesome stuff. Damn. He wouldn't mention the other regretting bringing him there to Russia, not wanting him to become even more depressed recalling his brother's death. "What does it matter," he sighed. "Just get rid of me. You'd be better off." He also didn't want to bring any more trouble to the other.
 
Dimitri sighs, touching Lee's cheek for a moment, staring at the boy. "I don't want to send you home. You've been seen with me. They will try to get to you to get to me." He drops his hand, his face going cold as an older man steps in.

The two converse for a moment in Russian, before Dimitri turns to Lee, "Can he do an examination? Nothing untoward will happen, I swear."
 
Lee looked away as his cheek was touched. He then paled at his words, giving the other a worried look as he turned to face him. Shit, he was right. "I'm..." He started, someone entering the room. He was about to apologize but figured he could save it for later. He kept the jacket pulled up, not exactly wanting to be seen. Looking between them, he hesitated. "...Stay with me. Please." He didn't want to be alone with the stranger, his presence suddenly made him nervous as he felt so vulnerable. He gave a nod finally, consenting to the examination.
 
Dimitri hums, having already moved to settle down into a chair beside the bed, resting his ankle over his knee. "Of course." He stares the doctor down, his gaze dark and warning.

The doctor swalls and steps closer, slowly reaching out to take Lee's hands, examining his wrists. Then looks into his eyes and yada yada examines him (XD)

After a while, he pulls back, "I'll give an ointment for the bruises. He'll have to sleep off the sedative, and take your average Tylenol or Ibuprofen every four hours." He nods.

"As well as lots of water."

Dimitri nods, glancing at Lee
 
Seeing the other was already planning on staying did comfort Lee. He didn't get why he was comforted by the other's presence, though he felt much safer knowing he would be protected during such a vulnerable moment. The doctor checked him over, the examination thorough. He was glad when it was over, fully set on sleeping the night and drug away. It was unfortunate the drug was some simple over-the-counter stuff. He would figure out a way to get the better stuff... another time. He didn't need Dimitri even more angry at him. He also didn't need to get attacked so soon, not that he planned on it happening.

He gave a nod, yawning from his exhaustion. "Mm... Sounds fine to me. Thank you." He said, weakly handing the jacket back to Dimitri. He just wanted to crawl under the blankets and sleep.
 
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