This Is Us - Chapter 64: Chapter 64
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*3rd Person POV*
*Thirteen Years Earlier*
LONDON
"Can I come?"
Dr. George Anderson peeked around the corner from his grand wardrobe closet with a slightly amused expression as his pet spoke while sitting on the floor, watching the doctor's every move.
"You want to come with me?"
The pet slowly nodded his head at the question, the metal tags on his leather dog collar jingling slightly with the movements of his small neck, eyeing his master with his large blue eyes which held no pain at the moment.
Which pissed Dr. Anderson off.
But the boy's bruises from their last argument were largely gone. His eye held only minimal swelling and his bruised cheek was now a darker yellow. The only thing that hadn't healed was cut in his lip from when Dr. Anderson pushed him against the back of the sofa and fucked him dry without mercy for setting his sights on the doctor without permission. The boy bit a chunk out of his lip from trying not to cry.
Taking it like the good little pet he is.
"Sure,"
The doctor raised his hand and the gesture allowed Wesley to stand. He gripped the boy's chin and held it firmly in his grasp.
"But try anything funny and I'll make sure you pay for it with your life,"
He spat and Wesley nodded his head, knowing it's better to agree than argue with his master who gently tugged on the collar, causing Wes to yelp in pain from the marks the leather left on his skin.
"The Prime Minister is going to be at this event so you better be a good boy," The Doctor told his pet as he fixed his tie in the limo. Wesley nodded once more, too enthralled by the sights from outside the window to pay much care to the doctor.
Wesley saw the Dr. Anderson every day, he was his sold sex slave after all. But the outside world was a rare treat.
And it was a rare treat for Dr. Anderson as well to see his pet dressed up in a suit like he was one of the wealthy. It was quite amusing to see the stunning twenty-four-year-old in awe of the world around him, he just hoped that no one else noticed how beautiful the pet was. Otherwise, he would have to punish Wesley later for being too naturally seductive.
When they reached the large fundraiser, the pair stepped out of the expensive car and Dr. Anderson gripped Wesley's arm firmly. Not wanting the pet to wander far.
"Do you like what you see?" He asked the boy who never smiled as he examined the massive room flooded with expensive things and lavish people.
"It's delightful," The boy whispered in response and the doctor was soon distracted by a few business partners, his pet following closely behind him as he had nowhere else to go.
After an hour of feeling akward and alone in a crowd of thousands, Wesley gained the courage to part from his husband. He wanted to find a wall to lean against in comfort while he watched the people but a tap on his shoulder told him that was no longer an option.
The pet froze, thinking the person who tapped him was his master and he was in for a brutal beating.
"Excuse me, are you a little lost?"
Instead of his master's rough voice, a sweet, gentle one flooded his ears instead and Wesley turned to find a handsome man who looked to be about his age,
"No...well kind of," I nervously stuttered and the man chuckled softly.
"I was just wondering because I'm a little lost too. Would you like something to eat?" He asked and Wesley looked into the man's light brown eyes, searching for some kind of a trap.
"Um, alright," Wesley took the mans hand and followed him through the crowd, confused as to why the man kept his head down the entire time.
He led him to a large banquet table containing all sorts of meats, cheeses, small snacks, and deserts.
"I saw you with Dr. Anderson," The man said as he pilled a few different snacks onto a plate before handing it to me.
"Yes, I came here with him," Wesley admitted as he looked at the plate with his stomach growling. The doctor hadn't given him permission to eat so he was unsure of himself.
"You can eat," The man told Wesley but he was still unsure, the man's face quickly softened.
"Do you know who I am?" He asked and Wesley shook his head. He had been sold by his orphanage to the doctor when he was just fifteen and wasn't allowed outside very often.
"I'm Kaeden Tremblay, The Prime minister," Kaeden introduced himself and Wesley went pale.
"I-I'm sorry," He stuttered, now blushing with embarrassment.
"It's quite alright. It's rare to meet someone who's unfamiliar with me and I kind of enjoy it to be honest with you," The prime minister smiled as he rubbed Wesley's shoulder, pulling him close.
"Do you wish to be free?" Kaeden asked in Wesley's ear and the pet gulped before slowly nodding.
"Consider it done, I'll see you soon," Kaeden whispered and walked back into the crowd.
Later that night, the doctor was arrested as part of a sting operation the Prime Minister and his husband Finley Grayson had orchestrated against the orphanage that sold Wesley and many other children. Effectively shutting them down and giving the victims a second chance.
All were cared for by the government except Wesley. The one who had been kept in captivity for nearly ten years held a special interest in the prime minister's eyes. And for his recovery, he was kept close to Kaeden as he was taken under the man's wing.
Hidden from plain sight until he was spotted.
An emotionless blank slate, Luca was perfect as he was drafted to become the Queen's bodyguard.
*Thirteen Years Earlier*
LONDON
"Can I come?"
Dr. George Anderson peeked around the corner from his grand wardrobe closet with a slightly amused expression as his pet spoke while sitting on the floor, watching the doctor's every move.
"You want to come with me?"
The pet slowly nodded his head at the question, the metal tags on his leather dog collar jingling slightly with the movements of his small neck, eyeing his master with his large blue eyes which held no pain at the moment.
Which pissed Dr. Anderson off.
But the boy's bruises from their last argument were largely gone. His eye held only minimal swelling and his bruised cheek was now a darker yellow. The only thing that hadn't healed was cut in his lip from when Dr. Anderson pushed him against the back of the sofa and fucked him dry without mercy for setting his sights on the doctor without permission. The boy bit a chunk out of his lip from trying not to cry.
Taking it like the good little pet he is.
"Sure,"
The doctor raised his hand and the gesture allowed Wesley to stand. He gripped the boy's chin and held it firmly in his grasp.
"But try anything funny and I'll make sure you pay for it with your life,"
He spat and Wesley nodded his head, knowing it's better to agree than argue with his master who gently tugged on the collar, causing Wes to yelp in pain from the marks the leather left on his skin.
"The Prime Minister is going to be at this event so you better be a good boy," The Doctor told his pet as he fixed his tie in the limo. Wesley nodded once more, too enthralled by the sights from outside the window to pay much care to the doctor.
Wesley saw the Dr. Anderson every day, he was his sold sex slave after all. But the outside world was a rare treat.
And it was a rare treat for Dr. Anderson as well to see his pet dressed up in a suit like he was one of the wealthy. It was quite amusing to see the stunning twenty-four-year-old in awe of the world around him, he just hoped that no one else noticed how beautiful the pet was. Otherwise, he would have to punish Wesley later for being too naturally seductive.
When they reached the large fundraiser, the pair stepped out of the expensive car and Dr. Anderson gripped Wesley's arm firmly. Not wanting the pet to wander far.
"Do you like what you see?" He asked the boy who never smiled as he examined the massive room flooded with expensive things and lavish people.
"It's delightful," The boy whispered in response and the doctor was soon distracted by a few business partners, his pet following closely behind him as he had nowhere else to go.
After an hour of feeling akward and alone in a crowd of thousands, Wesley gained the courage to part from his husband. He wanted to find a wall to lean against in comfort while he watched the people but a tap on his shoulder told him that was no longer an option.
The pet froze, thinking the person who tapped him was his master and he was in for a brutal beating.
"Excuse me, are you a little lost?"
Instead of his master's rough voice, a sweet, gentle one flooded his ears instead and Wesley turned to find a handsome man who looked to be about his age,
"No...well kind of," I nervously stuttered and the man chuckled softly.
"I was just wondering because I'm a little lost too. Would you like something to eat?" He asked and Wesley looked into the man's light brown eyes, searching for some kind of a trap.
"Um, alright," Wesley took the mans hand and followed him through the crowd, confused as to why the man kept his head down the entire time.
He led him to a large banquet table containing all sorts of meats, cheeses, small snacks, and deserts.
"I saw you with Dr. Anderson," The man said as he pilled a few different snacks onto a plate before handing it to me.
"Yes, I came here with him," Wesley admitted as he looked at the plate with his stomach growling. The doctor hadn't given him permission to eat so he was unsure of himself.
"You can eat," The man told Wesley but he was still unsure, the man's face quickly softened.
"Do you know who I am?" He asked and Wesley shook his head. He had been sold by his orphanage to the doctor when he was just fifteen and wasn't allowed outside very often.
"I'm Kaeden Tremblay, The Prime minister," Kaeden introduced himself and Wesley went pale.
"I-I'm sorry," He stuttered, now blushing with embarrassment.
"It's quite alright. It's rare to meet someone who's unfamiliar with me and I kind of enjoy it to be honest with you," The prime minister smiled as he rubbed Wesley's shoulder, pulling him close.
"Do you wish to be free?" Kaeden asked in Wesley's ear and the pet gulped before slowly nodding.
"Consider it done, I'll see you soon," Kaeden whispered and walked back into the crowd.
Later that night, the doctor was arrested as part of a sting operation the Prime Minister and his husband Finley Grayson had orchestrated against the orphanage that sold Wesley and many other children. Effectively shutting them down and giving the victims a second chance.
All were cared for by the government except Wesley. The one who had been kept in captivity for nearly ten years held a special interest in the prime minister's eyes. And for his recovery, he was kept close to Kaeden as he was taken under the man's wing.
Hidden from plain sight until he was spotted.
An emotionless blank slate, Luca was perfect as he was drafted to become the Queen's bodyguard.
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