{{Alone with a Killer}} Zombie_In_A_Box & Ciel {{Private}} 18+

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"Whatever, you little shit." Keeping his hold on the other's hair, he jerked his arm forward, ripping out a few strands of the white locks. Letting go of the silky drapes, he opened the door and made a "come here" motion as he walked down the hallway, looking over his shoulder every few seconds. Once he got to the bathroom, he opened the door and turned on the lights, leaving the door open so the other could walk in. He himself, however, leaned against the door-frame, so he could observe the other, to make sure he didn't try to do anything to escape or hurt himself.

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Soft whimpers continued leaving Ezekiel's mouth while his hair was in the tight hold. Once it was let go, the boy began combing his fingers through it to soothe the burning pain. He shot a glare at Hannes as he followed him quietly, small tears in his eyes. It hurt... Ezekiel sighed as he walked into the bathroom, quietly unzipping his pants as he was walking past Hannes... So that he could "trip", which caused him to grip onto the other to keep his balance... And he used that chance to, quite literally, piss on him. "...Whoops."

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Hannes glared at the young male, watching as he grabbed on to him for support. And then... he felt something warm seep into his knee area. Glancing down, he hissed furiosuly. That little fucker just pissed on him! Literally pissed on him! Glaring at the white-haired brat, he took one of his hands and grabbed at the other's hand, yanking white hair into his firm fist, gripping it harshly, before raising his knee and slamming the other's face down into the puddle of piss on his knee, grinding his face maliciously into the area, "If you're going to behave like a fucking stray dog, you'll be treated like one, you little bitch." Yanking the boy's hair harshly, he slammed him up against the wall, obviously furious despite the calm face he kept.

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Once his hair was grabbed, one thought flashed in Ezekiel's mind. Bad idea. While his face was slammed repeatedly into the knee, he began feeling blood roll down his chin and a harsh pain in his eye that caused him to cry out loudly in pain. When he was slammed into a wall, he ended up peeing himself with what was left while tears flowed down his face. Some of his own pee got into his eye, and it felt like burning. The white-haired male was quickly reducd to a whimpering and crying bloody mess.

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"Get up, fucker." muttered Hannes quietly, glaring at the bloody, crying, slopp mess that was quivering against the wall. Pressing a rather bruising kiss against the other's lips, no sense of passion or respect for the other. Hannes got a bit, sadistic when he was pissed off. Grabbing the back of his shirt, he started to drag the little man back towards a different room, annoyed. "Never piss on me again, or I swear by all that is holy that I will not give you as much mercy." As he threw the other into the room, he muttered, "And now... it's time for punishment, my dear~" He let out a rather sharp cackle, a smirk forming on his lips as he closed the door behind him, locking it. Flipping on the light-switch, it revealed... various things. There was a bed in the room, with cuffs locked on each post. There were whips on the wall, paddles, dildos, vibrators. Hannes could be...malicious. "You're going to learn who your new master is today, my dear."

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Ezekiel swore that everything froze as a kiss was pressed to his lips... His first kiss?! The white-haired male felt anger, pain, hurt and sadness all mix together as he was dragged off to another room. This was one of his nightmares... Right? He'd managed to cry out the pee from his eye so at least it didn't hurt anymore. When he was tossed into the room, Ezekiel shuffled into the corner, looking like a cornered animal. "...You're crazy." He whispered out, blood and tears mixing on his face to roll down. He had no idea what half of those things were meant for. The boy just looked absolutely scared - hell, he was ready to beg for forgiveness if needed. "Don't..." He whispered before spitting out blood from his mouth. He felt like puking.

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Hannes smirked the slgihtest bit as the other looked like a small, cornered animal. He had plans. He was going to break him, and make him his, he was going to show him who was the master around here and who was the dirtly little slave to do his bidding. Nearly laughing, amused by the fact that the other was pleading for him not to do anything, the smirk on his lips twitched the slightest bit as he lifted the small man back up, throwing him onto the bed, "Now be a good little bitch and behave...I won't hurt you too bad... if you fuck around, I'll just cause you even more troubles than you had before."Large hands lifted the young boy again, throwing him on the bed that was there. Really, this little man was like a small child... so inexperienced... he could tell. The other looked like he was scared, and clueless at the same time, and it was amusing. And he was all his for the picking. Licking his lips the slightest bit as he put one of the cuffs around the young boy's foot, the other going around the next one. Letting out a rather small huff, he went to the hands, and restrained those to the bed as well. No harm in that, right? It was just a guarantee that he was going to get his way. Waltzing around the room, letting out a rather curt sigh, he decided on a whip. Yes, the whip would be nice. "Well, my sweet... for being such a naughty, naughty little boy...I've decided to give you a proper punishment. You know how your mommy and daddy used to hit you when you were mean? Well, that's what we're going to do hear today... you're going to get your behind whipped like a toddler, twnety times. When I do so, you have to count with me each time I whip you, and if you fuck up, you're getting ten more added."

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Ezekiel's cheeks were wet by frightened tears as he stared at the man in front of him, choking down a few sobs. "Please, don't..." He whimpered pathetically, his body tensing up as he was lifted up into the air. His back soon made contact with the bed, where he was left completely and absolutely frightened. He tried to move to the edge, but he was lifted up again - this time thrown back down on his stomach. The white-haired male couldn't stop the tears from flowing down, mixing with blood from his mouth and nose, all falling down onto the bed sheets. When his limbs were cuffed to the bed, he tried to tug away, but it was all fruitless. Ezekiel bit down harshly on his lip, drawing even more blood as he tried to stop his sobs. However, his body completely froze at what Hannes said next. "Don't!" He cried out, desperately tugging at the cuffs to get away. He didn't want to... He wouldn't do that! No! Even if he had to goddamn break his fingers to get out of these cuffs, he'd do it.

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Smirking as the young man sobbed into the bedsheets, the black-haired man nearly sniggered at the simple pleas and whines coming from the little man. A wicked laugh came from behind his twisted lips, obviously amused. Given that the other's pants were unzippered, the man grabbed them by the hem and ripped them down the other's legs, enough to expose the pale ass beneath the fabric, not really caring if what he did caused the other's legs to burn of feel pain. This was a punishment that the little man deserved, or Hannes at least believed he deserved. He would put this murderer in his place before he'd let him do whatever the hell he wanted to. Taking the whip, he gently dragged it along the other's crack in a teasing manner before murmuring, "Stop being a little bitch and take your punishment. We aren't scared, are we? A little pain shouldn't mean anything? At least I'm not going to kill you...like you killed all of those innocent people. I'll have fun with you, now doesn't that sound nice?" Taking the handle of the whip in his hand firmly, he lifted his arm and savagely hit the pale rear of the other, making a rather dark impression due to the force. Whips could cause wounds. "One. Remember my sweet, you have to count with me, or you'll get ten more hits added on~"

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Ezekiel's whole body was trembling, shaking in fear as the man behind him laughed. He was crazy... Hannes was definitely crazy! The white-haired male couldn't hold in his sobs anymore as his pants were torn down, his ass revealed to the other. He felt like he was about to pass out - he was getting a slight headache from his crying, his nose may have been broken by the dark-haired man and he had a slit lip. Not to mention he was cuffed to the posts of some bed... Ezekiel was sure that this was the end of it. His biggest fear would be done... The boy choked down a sob as something was dragged over his asscrack, making him tense his muscles, even if still shaking. "Stop..." He whispered out once more before suddenly he felt like there was a burning pole pressed against his ass. It tore an agonizing cry from his throat, tears flowing down his cheeks and onto the bed sheets. His mind felt like some goo-ey mess right now... His lips parted and closed without any other sound escaping them - either he was too scared or too shocked to say anything.. Maybe both.

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Hannes smirked softly as he heard the fact that the younger male didn't count with him. Due to his punishment, ten more whippings were on the table."Oi, brat. That just cost you ten more whippings. Either you count with me, or we'll be in here with the whip for the rest of the night. We wouldn't want you to have a hunk of skinless muscle, now would we? I advise you start counting, or you might end up bleeding to death." With a new idea in his mind, he momentarily walked away from the bed and gasped something out of the drawer. A spiked dildo. Walking back towards the bed, he glanced at the other's round mounds before he licked his lips the slightest bit, slowly parting the cheeks, and showing the dildo roughly into the other's tight, seemingly virgin hole. He didn't lubricate it, mostly because he didn't give to shits whether it hurt the mass murderer anyways. Once the spiked rod was pushed in all the way to the hilt, a smirk form on his lips, "Now...where were we?" Lifting the whip again and smacking it back down on the opposite cheek, enjoying the crack from the flesh that echoed the room, he murmured, "Oh right, Two~"

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The only sound that left Ezekiel's mouth after Hannes was done talking was a whimper. A faint nod followed after as he tried to fight back the pain somehow, feeling the burning pain slowly fade out to an almost pleasurable, faint sting. It was soon replaced by another agonizing wave of pain as something big and spiky was pushed into his hole, immediately making him bleed and scream - literally scream in such pain. "Take it out! Please!" He begged, tears flowing down his cheeks. He couldn't take it... The blue-eyed male seemed so pathetic at the moment - tears, blood and even some snot on his face, unable to do anything else. The pain that the second whip caused was nothing compared to the first one, but... "T-Two..." He barely whispered out through his tears, not wanting to get something even worse. This already hurt so much, he was bleeding, and it hurt too bad for him to even think straight...

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"Take it out? Why would I take it out, my dear? I could possibly replace it something a bit...harsher." Smirking the slightest bit, he nearly drooled at the idea. To be able to stick his long, thobbing cock into that piece of sweet, tight ass right there... that would be magnificent. He had to make sure that he didn't put too many large objects inside him to stretch him out to much... he would love to get a taste of that before doing so. The idea of fucking this little, tight ass made his cock twitch in the confines of his pants... he'd take it whether the other wanted to or not, he really could care less if the other liked it. Hmm...oh yes, a cock-ring would work mighty well on this brat if he actually got the chance to screw him senseless into the bed, he wanted to hear the young man beg him for more, cry his name, scream in every ounce of pleasure and terror as he possibly could. Oh yes, that would be glorious. Taking the whip firmly in his hand once more, he whipped the other's crack harshly, hitting nearly as hard as he did the first strike, "Three~"

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Ezekiel's eyes shot open in fear when he heard the other's words. "No!" He exclaimed, unable to even think of anything that the other could possibly put. This thing inside him felt awful... He didn't even know what was it called, goddamit. He didn't know anything about things like this! All that he knew was that there was blood rolling down out of his hole and the whip nearly drew blood from his asscheeks. Neither of those felt good. Another agonizing scream was torn out of his throat at the third whip. "T... Three..." He whispered out, his voice hoarse by now. How did he even get into this situation? This was hell. His whole body felt like it was on fire... He couldn't even muster up the strength to swallow, so drool was slowly dribbling down his chin, into the puddle by his chin of everything else. His first sexual experience was certainly the worst.

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Hannes could be a fairly generous man when you first met him, and you were on his good side. However, if you really managed to piss him off, things would take a rather horrible turn for the worst...well, depending on the vistim's fetishes. Smirking fully when he heard the agonizing scream fill the emptiness of his house, a small chuckles came from his throat. No one could hear this little brat at all. They were all dead by his hands. Hannes could do whatever the hell he pleased to. Taking the whip , he smacked the other two more times, on across both ass-cheeks, and the next on the small of his back. "Four, Five." He had also thought for the perfect punishment for after the boy was done... it wouldn't be done in his room, but in his own cage... and it would be perfect... and hilarious, at least towards him. Oh the suffering that he was going to put this little shit through... Whipping relentlessly at the other's ass six more times, he continued, "Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven..." Only nine more whips and they'd be done with the whipping session. Then they'd get to the fun part...

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Ezekiel's screams got quieter and quieter each time, soon turning into mere whimpers. His cheek was pressed into the bed sheets, tears rolling down his cheeks even now as he was tortured. Literally tortured. Maybe he did deserve this, maybe it was the revenge for all of the people he killed, but... He still hated this. "Five... Six..." He whispered along with Hannes, unable to talk louder at all. "Six... Seven... Eight... Nine... Ten.. Eleven..." He whispered, a few quiet sobs still leaving his mouth. His body had fallen limp by now, wounds opening from the harsh whipping. He felt like he would actually bleed to death at some point. His head was getting a bit dizzy, he didn't have the motivation to even keep his eyes open. If he knew that there were people who enjoyed this kind of stuff, he would've thought of them as mad for sure.

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Hannes smiled softly as the other continued to cry and whimper into the sheets of the bed. How amusing... Sweet, sweet little Ezekial... he'd find ways to hurt, maim, and sexually destroy this little brat. He relished the idea as he brought the whip down to whack the other two more times, "Twelve, Thirteen..." Bringing a hand down instead of the whip when a small pool of blood was forming, the German man brought the hand down harshly, getting his hand sticky with the crimson wine, leaving a hand impression on the other's taut ass. "Fourteen." Taking the whip firmly in his hand once more, he finished off the last of the whipping, "Fifteen, Sixteen, Seventeen, Eighteen, Nineteen, Twenty." Putting the whip down on the nightstand with a rather small yawn, he walked back towards the drawers and brought out a vibrating egg, a vibrating cock-ring, and a normal size dildo. Two pairs of handcuffs also made their ways into his hands as he walked back to the bed, placing the items on the bed with a rather small sigh. Grabbing the young man's dick, he slipped the vibrating ring around the other's cock, smirking at the idea that he had formulated. Ripping the spiked dildo out of the other's pert little ass, he shoved the vibrating egg in first and then the dildo, pushing the egg as far is it could go. Afterwards, he took the handcuffs and cuffed one of the other's ankles, he quickly unlocked the opposite ankle's cuff that had him held down to the bed, and cuffed the two legs together. After a few moments of struggling, he cuffed the other's wrists and ankles together, so that he couldn't get the egg out of his ass. Hannes loved the idea of having the other begging by the morning to have release, or scream for him during the night. Oh, that would be lovely, so very lovely. "So, while I got to bed, you'll suffer the rest of your punishment in your cage. If you need me to come to your room for any reason, you have to call me."

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Another cry of pain left Ezekiel's mouth as a hand was brought down instead of the whip. He'd completely given up by now, unable to fight back in the slighest. Even though the handcuffs had torn down his skin the slightest bit from his constant tugging at them, he didn't care. He knew he'd pass out soon anyway. This all was really too much for his small body. And still, he whispered the numbers along with Hannes, hiccuping quietly in pain. All he was at the moment was a scared child, just dragged into a world he knew nothing about. Nothing could've described the relief when the other was done with his whipping... Yet it seemed that the punishment wasn't over.

 

Horror soon replaced the relief as something was slipped around his limp cock... And it was vibrating. Soon enough, from the weird stimulation, his dick was hard, begging for attention already. All he knew was how to use his hand to take care of that - nothing more. An agonizing scream tore out of his throat when the spiked dildo was harshly removed from his ass, making blood flow out for a moment, before something smaller was pushed in... Weirdly enough, he could feel some pleasure at one spot, mixed with a ton of pain. He whimpered weakly as the dildo followed after, trying to relax his muscles so at least it wouldn't hurt.

 

While Hannes talked, he could feel himself slipping in and out of consciousness, barely able to understand what he was hearing. He fell uselessly to his side, all kinds of bodily fluids pooled up underneath him. He felt horrible... He wanted out... He wanted to get away... He wanted to be free...

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"Hmm...already hard? That's pathetic. How good does it feel, dear?" He laughed softly as he grabbed the other's arms and began to drag him back towards awhere the other's room and cage was. "Whore." He taunted before he oppened the door with a rather airy huff, obviously amused by it. He wasn't going to let the other male leave, never... oh, this was all too great, this was rather amazing. He could hear the boy's screams forever and not get sick of them... his screams and cries were as pleasant as a song. Opening the next door, he put his little "pet" into his cage, he said, "Now, ta ta~" Laughing at the thought, he waved away at the other before locking the cage, and leaving the room, locking that door as well. He wondered how long it would take until the little boy was calling for him...

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Ezekiel didn't find enough strength even to reply to the harsh words of his captor. Hell,he wasn't even sure what a whore was! He'd heard words like that many times, but he never really understood the meaning. They meant something bad, he was sure of it. When he was tossed back into his cage, the white-haired male let out another weak whimper, his blue eyes filled with tears that sometimes still rolled down. Blood dried on his face, saliva slowly forming a small pool beneath his chin as well. He'd been broken easily - and all from one single mistake he made. The boy didn't hold out for long, however. Hannes didn't get his screams at night after all. Instead, Ezekiel simply passed out on the cold ground. When the darkness suddenly surrounded him, it felt so... Relieving. Like sleep, just he didn't feel any pain.

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Hannes sighed as he made his way towards his room. As he undressed, he threw his pants out the window. Literally, out the window. He hated the smell of piss, and he didn't have any soap currently, so he wasn't going to allow his house to smell like the musky scent of urine. When he dressed into his sleepwear, he crawled into bed and fell asleep with ease. It was a long day, really. He just spent the past hour torturing a young man, caught the boy earlier that morning...the little brat being a murderer...he ahd accomplished a lot today. When he woke up in the morning, he was however, mildly upset about the fact that he didn't hear the other calling him in the morning. But yet again... it would probably take awhile to break the little bitch. Running a hand through his hair in the early morning hours, he glanced at the ceiling before he stood up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed, and walked towards his closet to go get something to dress in.

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Ezekiel was slowly regaining consciousness early in the morning - although the room was still dark. The weird device was still buzzing into his prostate, and his dick was once again becoming hard from the thing around it. A quiet, hoarse whimper left his mouth, feeling his muscles sore and his back aching for laying on the cold ground for so long. He was so hungry... Thirsty... There was that glass of water in front of him, but he couldn't reach it... Or could he? The white-haired male let out a soft whimper again as he tried getting closer, which he actually succeeded in doing. Ezekiel slowly lifted his head from the ground, blood, tears and snot covering at least a half of it as he gripped the glass with his teeth and lowered it a bit. He managed to get a few gulps out of it before it slipped down and crashed. Fear immediately seeped into him as he felt tears burning his eyes and began moving to the corner. Hannes would kill him for this, wouldn't he...

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Hannes groaned the slightest bit where he heard glass shatter in the other room. Really, could that piss-ant do anything right? He's only been here for a few hours and he already managed to piss him off on several occasions. Stretching, he made his way out of the room. He was dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans and a black sweater. His raven hair was a bit fluffy and tossed in a slightly cute manner. It almost seemed as if the German wasn't a violent man. Well..that was a joke. Despite having pretty looks, Hannes was a beast... he worked savagely. Getting another cup, he filled it with ice-cold water and made his way to the room. Unlocking the door, he walked inside, and looked at the shattered glass on the floor... not even dignifying the mess with an answer, the young man splashed the ice water on the tiny white-haired murderer.

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Nothing could've described the fear Ezekiel felt when the door to his room opened. He whimpered pathetically, eyes wide, cock hard as a rock, his insides still bleeding slightly and his face covered in blood with snot from his crying. When the ice cold water was splashed on him, the white-haired male whimpered weakly, his body shaking horribly while he cowered into the corner. "Stop..." He whispered hoarsely, completely frightened. Oh, what would he do to get out of this place... This was like his own private hell. Hannes was a complete devil in his eyes. Like his torturer that was sent by someone from a above. Was this his way of repaying his sins?

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"Yes, yes. I know. Right? You want me to stop." Hannes said in a rather low voice, obviously not in a good mood already this morning, "I'm pretty sure when little children and babies screamed when you killed them, I'm sure you didn't even think twice before going through with the act. Now, how about you man up and live up to your crimes, eh?" He didn't even bother trying to pick up the glass. He'd leave it in the cage, he really didn't care about it at the morning. "And what? You're sad because you got beaten and got a glass of water thrown on you? I thought you could use a bath." He didn't really care about the other's cleanliness, at least, not at the moment. But, the idea of a bath excused why he splash the man, and that was good enough for him. "What do you want for breakfast?" He asked in a bit of a lighter tone. He was only really..a "bad person" when he was angered just to his breaking point, and that was something that Ezekiel had managed to accomplish yesterday.