"Or Else..." (CLOSED M/m for SoulessMan)

[anyaromanova]

Sometimes a man is put to the test, to see just how far he will go to survive. Petr Sokolov was about to be put to such a test...

Petr was a wild young man of 21. He was thrilled to be going to America for the first time in his life. He had plenty of friends who had gone there, who loved it. His English, he thought, was next-to-perfect. He wanted to go to the ocean, so he settled on the East Coast. It was cheaper to fly to the Atlantic than the Pacific. He planned on going to South Carolina. He considered Florida, but he had a nice, month-long vacation which he decided to split up between the two. He decided it was cheaper to fly to South Carolina, then get a rental car and drive to Florida himself...

Two weeks at Myrtle Beach were fantastic. He considered staying there, but in the end decided it would be more fun to go exploring, so he got the rental car, with an aim to drive to Miami.

He obeyed his GPS carefully and specifically, ending up in Georgia. There, he paused at a gas station in the middle of the night...

He never thought he would run into trouble here... there wasn't anyone around, and he was in the middle of nowhere. Petr wasn't afraid. In fact, after he paid for the gas, he wasn't even aware that his back seat was no longer unoccupied...

 

[SoulessMan]

Michael Falcone had notice him at the rental car when he collected the money that the owner owed him.He liked Petr looks and he decide to collect the young man as well for his own pleasure. He had his men follow him during his travel till he was isolated. Micheal order one of the men to get in his car as he waiting in the limo. The man sat behind Petr seat quietly, letting him get in the car and drive a bit further down the road. Seeing that he was far enough and isolated, he press his gun to Petr head and smile: Stop the car on the side, near that limo...*motion the second man to open Petr car door* Give me your cell, wallet, weapon or i will shoot you right here...Then you take off your clothes off..and follow my friend..
**The second man open Petr door wide. The first man takes all of Petr item in back seat and press the gun against his temple as he promise blow his brains if he does not get naked. The second man grabs Petr that was now naked and handcuffs him before shoving him in the limo. Michael Stood from across him in an expensive suit, black jet hair with piercing blue eyes. He was quite tall and built: While you were driving, i took the opportunity to gather info on you...you 21, with girlfriend that you will never see again..*motions the driver to start: please tell Rusty to make it look like a car accident and destroy all his ID information...The driver nods and transfer the order before he gets in the limo and starts the car: From this moment you are my property to used as I see fit, is that clear? **

 

[anyaromanova]

The young man had journeyed all the way from the Siberian city of Krasnoyarsk. He had family there, his parents, grandparents on both sides, and a younger sister and a twin brother. He was engaged to Marina Valentinova, an up-and-coming actress. In other words, Petr had a lot to live for.

"Stoi! Pazhaluista!" he exclaimed in Russian. It was a habit to speak in one's native language when under duress. His heart was pounding in his chest, racing. Every moment filled him with terror, making him wonder if it would be his last.

He handed over his things without hesitation, but he had no intention of removing his clothes... until he was threatened.

Petr had a well-built body: he was a skier and a hockey player. He also played soccer and tennis. His light blond hair went just below his neck. He was clean-shaven, his jaw was firm and adamant despite the fear projected in his pale green almond-shaped eyes, which soon glazed over with tears as he saw who his captor was to be.

"I gave money! I have passport, ID, license! My clothes are not worth anything! Please, don't hurt me!"

He looked around the limo at the men, then the window, wondering if there was some way to escape. But as long as they had a gun, there was no sense risking it...

or was there?

Petr listened to his captor's orders to the man, then looked out the window once more. His family, if they ever found out anything, would be told he was dead, and all evidence would point to it.

What did this man have in store for him? Was it a fate better than death?

Petr looked down at his gold baptismal cross that his Uncle Volodya gave to him. Suicide was a sin... but was this a form of suicide? Letting them kill him?

But what if he could escape somehow? Just bide his time and wait?

Now he regretted posting so much of his life on his Facebook, VK (a Russian social network), and Twitter. All the man had to do to find out about him was go to those sites.

The last thing he posted on his Twitter was to Marina:

"@MarinaV So excited to get to Miami. We should have our honeymoon there!"

He didn't even have a chance to see if she replied.

His last Facebook post was identical to his VK one...

"Really looking forward to Miami. I'll be there for two weeks. I might pop in at Walt Disney World for a few days! I've never been there. Anyone know any good restaurants in Miami? Are there any discotheques?"

He was able to see that his best friend Sacha replied...

"Wish I could have gone with you, Petrushka. Miami is a great place! Send a postcard! There are plenty of discos there, just have to look around. As for Disney, save that for when you become a father! You'll have much more fun!"

He hadn't checked to see if there were any replies since.

Petr shivered, both from cold and fear, as he listened to his captor.

"Yes..." he said softly. "I will do anything you want... but please let me say goodbye to my mother..."

 

[SoulessMan]

Michael Falcone: That life is over,Petr...you dont have a mother no more, only me. You will live to please me, that is your only concern...*examines him as he grins* From your doctor papers, its said your a healthy young man...*opens the box beside him and reaches in to pull out a collar and toss it in his lap: put your collar on...you know what allow me*takes the collar which lock itself and places it on his neck and sits back in his seat,taps at the window: bring us to the back at ink sin...*he can feel the limo turn to the right* : Tonight i will mark you as my property...put your collar before i loose my patience...Oh and keep your legs spread open, i like to enjoy the view of my property...*kicks his legs apart with his foot as he dials his cell: yess, Jake, i be needed 3 tattoo and piercing him Luke...thank you, we be there soon...*hangs up and smiles at him* all will know, your my property till your last breathe*

*The car finally stops in a dark alley, he step out of the limo as the driver opens the door: Thank you...*motions to Petr..*the driver grabs Petr and drag him out the car still naked except for the collar. Micheal Falcone walks to the door that opens for them, greeted by two large body guard. They are guided down to the dark basement where stood a tattoo chair with restraint. He motion the guard and they move in quickly grabbing Petr and place him in the chair and restrain him,ankle,arms and neck. Michael kisses the tattoo artist on the cheeks: i see your doing well, pet..*Jake nods casually even as he stood naked, he was obviously straight but afraid of making eye contact with Michael: yes, master...thanks to you...what would you like me to do? Michael looks down at Petr: a tattoo around his neck and tramp stamp, saying: property of Michael Falcone...another tattoo on his cock with my family crest ...oh and of course a prince Albert ring through his cock that is permanent oh and testicle piercing...

Jake nods as he looks at Petr, starts to sketch on Petr body: relax...its gonna take almost a day...but you will look pretty for your master...*Michael looks around and and back at Jake : Larry has taken appointment with you, i expect a good report..*Jake tense up ,Petr could see the fear in his eyes* yes, master...but i thought...i would not longer need see him,master *Michael smiles; true but you were late at our appointment and you obviously do not appreciate your freedom...*plunges his middle finger in jack ass and fingers him a few times, making Jake whimper like a girl: i'm sorry master...please forgive me...*Michael pets his head; of course i do, that's why i didn't put you on the street..i simply let Larry have your for a month...*Jake face turn white* please master, not a month...*Micheal appear amused by Jake fear: I will reconsider , depending on the quality of tattoo and piercing, you have less than 8 hours to perform...but of course with a challenge...*motions of of the men to approach as the guard open a box containing a vibrator. Which Michael pick up and bend him over the table without warning force the vibrator up Jake ass and switch it on: you may begin, remember your time with Larry will depend on it. Jake was in tears as he nodded, shaking and sweat but focus as he begins to tattoo Petr neck under the collar* stay still...*almost 3 hour pass before he start to clean and sterile Petr cock: its gonna really hurt...*held his cock , Michael voice is heard in the back; Jake make him hard with your mouth, its good practice, you know Larry love when you blow him.. Jake was whimpering but began to take Petr cock in his mouth , sucking him off slowly,gagging..once he was hard,sterile his cock and start to tattoo his cock as Petr cries . Michael watches as he sits back and smoke his cigar*