krystalkatzficz | The Storm and the Scorpion part four

Nino paid no attention to what was going on around him. He could feel the hand of his owner caressing at his penis, feel the sour breath caressing his skin, and of course Jun’s eyes staring at his face but he focused solely on the screen and the game that he was playing mentally celebrating when his plans came together and the bastard from the other alliance was crushed under the weight of his own army. He tried desperately to keep too much emotion from showing on his face knowing that his owner would take it away from him if he looked too happy but he could tell by the crooked smile on Jun’s face that he hadn’t been able to hide it that well.

“Bitch…Put your phone away and get us a drink…” His owner growled and Nino looked up from his phone to look at his owner spluttering when a sour smoke ring circled his face for a moment.

“Yes…Yes sir…What would you like?” He asked quickly getting to his feet and looking at the pair with a quick glance. He knew what his owner drank it was the same bitter piss water that passed for beer that he always drank but Jun, Jun surprised him by not asking for a beer but instead saying in a controlled but soft voice;

“Sake…Please…”

“Okay…” Nino nodded and hurried to the bar. He was too young to be there and he looked younger but the old man serving knew better than to ask for ID just like the cops around here knew better than to ask too many questions. The scorpions owned everything around here and at was better on all fronts for them to be left alone. Thirst burned his own throat and he wanted to ask for a soda to stop it but he didn’t trust the old bastard not to slip him something and he knew from experience not to go to his owner’s bed with anything less than a clear head. It didn’t change anything that he was put through but it did allow him to stay conscious and able to make sure that nothing deviated from pattern. He carried the tray slowly over to his owner’s table and placed the bottle down in front of him before doing the same with Jun’s bottle and glass for his sake surprised when the man grabbed a hold of his arm around the wrist and pulled his shirt up showing off his arm.

“No tracks…As promised…Not needed on this little bitch…Been trained up nicely haven’t you bitch?” His owner snorted his mouth around his lips and Nino felt his blood running cold wishing that he had been paying more attention to the meeting. This was a sale and he was the goods being sold. He wanted away from his owner, he did, but he doubted that this Jun was going to be any better…In fact as far as he knew he could be worse. His current owner was a creature of well-established habits. They weren’t pleasant but he knew how to survive.

“Bitch answer when I’m talking to you…You’re still mine at the moment…”

“I…I’m sorry…Sir…Yes, sir…I’m trained…” Nino whispered softly well aware that Jun still hadn’t let go of his arm.

“And how old are you?”

“17 sir…”

“17? And how long have you been in the scorpion gang?” Jun asked his eyes probing his and Nino knew that it wouldn’t end well if he lied.

“6… years…Sir…”

“6? Recruiting a little young…” This wasn’t directed at him but at his owner so Nino stayed silent his heart jumping against his ribs. Right now he was caught between the rock and the hard place. He didn’t want to be sold but if he wasn’t sold and his owner lost out on money he would be punished. This was a no win situation for him and more than once he wished that he could really escape into his game.

TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^