Brian sat on the side of the bed staring down at Boy as he laid on the bed wrapped in heavy blankets and stared his blue lost eyes off into blank space. He was able to lift the boy out of the shower and get him dried off but the boy was shivering so he placed him on the bed to warm him up. But the boy still shook so he wandered if it was something else that made him shiver. “You can’t be happy living like this Boy? You have given up your personal identity and your life to someone else. I want to help you get your life back and be your own person who can make their own decisions. Wouldn’t you like that? Is there not one thing that you would want to do? Something that is for you, maybe something that you would like to do.” Brian asked the boy but didn’t get a response. Brian left Boy laying on the bed while he went to get something strong to drink and to work on his latest campaign for work. He thought Boy just needed some time to him self and maybe some sleep. He tried to work but he didn’t get much sleep because he was too busy thinking about the young boy in his bed. He wanted him that much he knew but could he play the boy’s games. When he spanked him and seen his hand print on the boy’s pale flesh he freaked. Growing up with years of abuse from his dad and neglect from his mother had taken their toll on him and he knew that this situation had nothing to do with the other because he never got hard when his dad slapped him but when Boy was across his lap he almost came. So Brian took a huge breath of air and let it out slowly, turned off his computer and walked over to his bedroom, finally coming to the decision that he would play Boy’s game until he could come to a better solution. “Boy get up and wash your face and come back to take your position.” Boy slowly got up and walked to the bathroom to do his masters bidding. He came back out to kneel at his new master’s feet with his head bowed. “I have thought long and hard about this Boy. I don’t like this arrangement nor do I condone this kind of life style. If we are going to do this we will do it on my terms. Do I make my self clear, Boy?” “Yes Sir.” “Good. Now I’m going to relax some of these rules you live by and we will find a compromise that we can agree upon.OK. If we are at home you can yes sir me all you want and when you kneel please do it on a pillow. Here at home you can still be as domesticated as you want but you will eat at the table and sleep in the bed. You will have a life out side this loft so I will help you get out and the gang will help too. Deb said you can get a job at the diner bussing tables. Does this sound like something you might want to do?” Boy continued to stare at the floor thinking of everything his master had told him. Did he want this kind of freedom? What would happen to him if he let himself be free? Would he fall apart and the dark blackness come back and takes over his mind? The next time the darkness came he might not come back. He might be lost forever. He can feel it flicker right there on the edge of his mind when he lay on the bed. He didn’t fear the darkness because he felt safe there. It might be cold and lonely there but no one hurt him while he was there. But he loved the light too. And he liked when someone loved him, held and petted him. He was a good boy and he would show his new master that he could be the best slave. He just needed to change a bit, new rules but the game was still the same; he just had to please a new master. This new master will grow to love him just like the old master did. “I will try master if you will help me.” “Good I will talk to Deb tomorrow about the job. But right now let’s just go to bed and get some sleep. We both have had a very tiring day.” Boy lay next to his new Master and tried hard not to touch him or to press his body to his. He needed the closeness and the security to sleep. But his master was so far away on the huge bed and he was too scared to get closer. He pressed his eyes closed and willed sleep to come. Brian was dead to the world dreaming of a blond boy with a hot mouth when a scream in the dark night woke him up. He searched for Boy in the large bed but didn’t see him so he turned on the light by the bed to see him curled up in a tight ball in the corner. Brian slowly kneeled down and started to pet the boy’s hair to smooth his nightmare and as soon as he touched the young blond he had a lap full of boy who shook and cried. Brian rocked him like he would a small child and let him cry himself out. He whispered soft words to let him know that he was there and he would continue to be there for the boy, he calmed him down enough to get him back to bed and under the covers but this time he held him until they were both back in to a dreamless sleep.