Alexander laid on the bed motionless. He was still in the hands of Damien. After he took his sweet time molesting him, breaking him and bringing so much pain to him to the point that Alexander felt numb, passed out and regained consciousness again he collapsed, tired, living Alexander in pain and afraid to move because he was afraid to find out how much pain will the slightest movement bring. He was still but his mind was in a turmoil as silent tears never stopped flowing from his eyes. His throat hurt so much from all the screaming he did. All that begging and crying and screaming just to have the only person who could have helped him turn and leave as an order from his so called master. A sob left his lips, loud enough for him to hear but soft enough for the man who embraced him from b

