I awake in bed to darkness and distant voices, did I fall asleep during the day? I struggle to make out what is being said.

"I'm sorry mate, I haven't seen him." Who hasn't seen who?

"Thanks mate, he just disappeared without a word. I hope he's alright." What, that sounds like my boyfriend.

"If you ever need to talk I'm always here." I also think I recognise the other voice, my boyfriends best friend and the person who got us together, he's such a great guy, always happy to help amd listen to me whenever I need to vent. Maybe I should get up and go say hi to him and see what is going on. As I try to move I'm pulled back down by ropes tied tightly around my wrists and ankles. I call out for help only for incoherent muffled cries to fill the room. What is going on?

"Well, I have to get going. Speak soon." No don't go.

"See ya buddy, hope everything is slright, if yiu need me don't hesitate to call." I hear the sound of the door shut and my heart sinks, my boyfriend mist be looking for me but I couldn't call out for him to save me.

Hearing footsteps above i pull on my restraints and my heart starts to beat faster as I hear a door unlock and open. A bright light suddenly fills my vision as I hear the man walking closer towards me. I flinch as a hand caresses my struggling body.

"Calm down my dear, everything is going to be alright. You're with me now, the man you are meant to be with." What? Let me go! I yell at him through my gag as I continue to pull on the ropes. I suddenly feel a tight grip around my throat as air is prevented from entering my lungs.

"I said calm down!" Unable to breathe I desperately pull on my restraints, as my lungs burn my head begins to feel heavy and numb and my body slows its struggles.

"That's better." I gasp as his hand releases from around my throat.

"Why are you fighting my love?" His love? I don't love him.

"Haven't I always been kind to you? Always been the first help you? Always been there for you? Yet you stab me in the back and go out with my best friend instead. I'm the one you should be with not him!" I watch terrified as he paces around the bed I'm tied to.

"But don't worry, you're here with me now, now we can finally be together." I pull my head away as he leans in to kiss me, his lips planting themselves on my cheek. His hand tightly grips my cheeks and forcefully turns my head to face him as he places another kiss onto my ballgag. He pulls away and looks at me longingly.

"There's no need to fear me, I know my friend has poisoned your mind but I'll help you see the truth." He loves his head once more and gives me another loving kiss.

"Now then I have a breakup message to send and a number to block, don't worry he won't be coming looking for you after that." He turns and walks out of the empty basement, the room plunging into darkness once more. As I lay in the dark I try once again to break free of my ropes but only exhaust myself into a light and restless sleep.

I'm awoken by a sound of the basement door unlocking and the bright light of the bulb above me switching on. As my vision clears I see my captor looking down at me lovingly and immediately begin to struggle and pull on my restraints hoping that they loosened in my sleep. I suddenly feel a painful shock ripple through my body as the pins of a taser stab into my stomach, causing my body to flail and twitch as I scream into my gag. As I lay lightheaded and try to recover I feel the ropes around my wrists and ankles loosen and regaining my strength I rise up to a sitting position and back away to the end of the bed, my back pressing into the metal frame.

"It's alright my love, I'm sorry to have hurt you." He walks up to me and sits down next to me, his hand gently caressing my frightened face.

"I only hurt you to show you what happens if you misbehave." I flinch as he holds up the taser near my face and makes sparks of electricity arc between the two pins.

"Unless you need another demonstration you will do as you're told, will you my love?" Not wanting to be shocked again I nod my head.

"Good boy." He gives me a one handed hug, as he does my eyes stay fixed on his other hand which holds the taser. I look up as he gets up from the bed and towers above me.

"Time to get out of bed dear." I slide across the bed to the other side and climb off putting the bed between us.

"Now my love, show me your body." I stare at him nervously. He holds up the taser and begins to walk around the bed.

"Remove your clothes." I slowly back away but know that I have no choice, not wanting to get shocked again I slowly take of my top and clumsily undo my trousers and allow them to fall to the floor before pulling them and my socks off with shaking hands. Standing in just my underwear the feeling of air over my exposed body fills me with fear as I'm frozen by the thoughts of what he will do to me. I watch paralysed as he walks towards me, every few steps sparking the taser.

"I said remove your clothes!" I manage to grip the sides of my underwear but I hesitate to pull them down. I'm suddenly jabbed in the gut with the taser and I fall to my knees as my legs give out from the painful current surging over my body.

"Get up!" I feel a hand grip my throat tightly and lift me up to my feet and pin me against the wall. My arms flail as I desperately try to open his hand as he stares at me angrily but his grip is to strong. My head beginning to go light and my lungs burning for air I lower my arms down to my underwear and start pulling them down and drop them to the floor. His hand releases from my throat and I fall to the floor onto my knees once again, as I gasp for breath part of me feels glad to have pleased him enough to stop choking me, the rest of me is just terrified.

"Just where you should be my love, on your knees in front of me." He stands in front of me and I hear his trousers undo and my heart almost stops as I fear what he will make me do.

"Why don't you show me how much you love me." Love him? The sick bastard, why would I ever love him? I look up and see his hard cock above me as he reaches down with one hand and loosens the strap of my ballgag, allowing it to drop down and hang around my neck, my drool dripping from it onto my body. I take a deep breath knowing what I have to do, straightening i open my mouth and slowly slide it over his cock, as I do I tell myself that it can't be much different from when I suck my boyfriend's cock.

"That's it my love, show me how much you love me." Somewhere deep down a wave of anger erupts in my mind and for a moment overpowers my fear and without thinking I feel my teeth bite down on his cock. I'm suddenly grabbed around the throat forcing me to open my mouth as I'm once again starved of oxygen before I'm thrown to the floor.

"You fucking bastard!" I feel pain in my face his fist slams into me and the shocks ripple through me as the taser is stabbed into me over and over again. As I scream, my body twitches and flails uncontrollably, and my vision blurs, I feel my bladder empty as piss myself, before everything goes black as my body gives out.

I awake hanging with my arms held above me, my left eye throbing and swollen, I groan in pain as my mind fully wakens. What was I thinking? Why did I do that? It was a stupid thing to do, sure he deserved it but all it did was make things worse. I look up fearfully as I hear the door open and watch as my captor enters, his face unnervingly calm.

"You misbehaved, do you know what that means?" I hang silently, part of me knowing but not wanting to say it, maybe it's the same part of me who bit him.

"It means that I now have to punish you." No he doesn't, he doesn't have to do anything.

"Please don't, I'll be good, you don't have to punish me." Fear builds as he remains silent and I start to pull and struggle trying to get my wrists free.

"I won't be a very good partner if I let you get away with bad behaviour would I." Before I can respond I hear a whistling sound followed by a crack and a sharp burning pain across my back, my words lost in screams of pain as another blow from the whip cuts into my back. The room fills with screams of agony as more and more strikes of the whip hit my back, causing me to flail helplessly as I try to avoid each blow, tears forming in my eyes as he continues mercilessly.

"P...please. ah! S... s... stop! Ah! I... I'm. Ah! S... sorry! Ah!" My pleading cries go unheard as the barrage of agony from the whip continues.

I hang from my aching wrists, limp and barely conscious, lost in a world of pain, my back is on fire, I feel blood dripping down my back and I gasp desperately for air between my sobbing as my body shakes with fear. I feel a small jolt in the rope as I'm lowered down to the ground, my legs unable to take my weight immediately buckle and I lay on my side against the cold hard floor as I feel the ropes fall away from my wrists. I'm gently pulled up to a sitting position and feel my captors arms wrap around me and he holds me tightly. To weak to fight back I bury my head into his shoulder and continue to cry as he strokes my head.

"It's alright, it's over now. Did you learn your lesson?" I manage to raise my head a bit.

"Y... yes. I... I'll behave." I barely manage to get out the words before my head drops back down and needing the comfort I wrap my own arms around him as he continues to embrace me.

After some time I finally calmed down, now we both sit quietly holding each other, a small part of me wants to fight but right now I'm to tired, to frightened and just need the comfort, even if it's from the man I fear. I suddenly feel him move and my hands grip him tightly as he moves away before he pulls me to my feet and holds me against him for support. I weakly allow him to guide me back to my bed, as I'm gently laid down on my side I feel something cold around my neck and look at my captor scared of being choked again but quickly realise that he has locked a metal collar around my neck, one that is chained to the bed. I feel him stroke my head reassuringly before moving away.

"Get some rest my love." To tired to do anything else my heavy eyelids close as he walks out of the room, turns off the light and locks the door, leaving me alone in quiet darkness I quickly fall asleep despite the throbing pain across my back.

I wake up in pain, my back still hurting from my recent punishment. In the distance I can just about make out speaking.

"I just don't understand. I thought we were happy together." My eyes fully open as I recognise my boyfriends voice. Part of me wants to try and call out to him, to have him rescue me but the pain across my back makes me second guess myself and hesitate, I don't want to be punished again. I lay on my bed conflicted as the conversation above continues, I want to call out but I also seem to be frozen in fear. My mind races as I try to build up courage, trying to make myself break through the fear, but every time I get close I feel the pain in my back and remember the agony of being whipping mercilessly over and over again and my courage falters.

Finally I manage to break through the fear, I must escape, I need to be free, I can't have my boyfriend think that I left him in such a cruel way. I climb off my bed and pull on my heavy chain and go to call out. Suddenly I hear a loud sickening slam that echos through the walls as the front door closes. I fall to the floor with tears in my eyes, it is to late, he's gone and I'm still trapped down here alone and at the mercy of my captor. I crawl back to my bed and slump down onto it. Why didn't I call for help?

I awake in darkness on my bed, my empty stomach rumbling. I think it's been a week since my punishment, my back is still healing but the pain has gone, since then my captor has come down only to empty the bucket he gave me to use as a toilet and replenish my bottles of water and toilet paper. I have a feeling he's giving me the silent treatment, first I didn't mind but now I wish he'd speak to me, maybe he's still mad at me, I hope that doesn't mean more punishment, maybe I should try to make him happy next time.

I sit up on the bed as the door opens and my captor walks in, my eyes immediately drawn to the plate of food in his hand and I do everything I can to remain passive and not run to him and beg for the food or try to take it from him.

"You hungry?" Of course I am, you haven't fed me in a week.

"Yes, please may I have some food."

"That's yes sir." Oh no I messed up, I need to avoid being punished again.

"Sorry sir, I'll remember that sir." I feel his hand rest on my shoulder as if trying to reassure me.

"I'm sure you will my love, you want to behave don't you." Memories of my brutal whipping flash in my mind, if behaving means avoiding that again then I definitely want to behave.

"Yes sir, I will behave."

"Good, cause before you have your dinner you need to earn it first." I look up fearfully, what is he going to make me do? I watch as he smiles and undoes his trousers and pulls out his now healed cock. With my stomach rumbling as I smell the food and remembering the last time when I refused to suck his cock, I open my mouth and slide it over his hard cock and begin to work for my meal. My tongue rolls over his head and I push his cock deeper into my throat, as I do I feel a gentle hand on the back of my head as I move back of forth, quickly tasting his pre cum as he moans and to my surprise my own cock twitches and starts to grow. My efforts are quickly rewarded as his warm cum fills my mouth, part of me wants to pull away but I have a feeling of what is coming next as his hand holding my head holds me in place.

"Swallow." I hesitate for a moment before I gulp down his cum into my empty stomach, the first thing I've eaten for a week. I feel his cock pull out of me and he  puts it away before handing me the plate of food.

"Well done. You've earned your meal. When you behave well it means that I can look after you."

Finishing the meal fast I feel relieved as the feeling of hunger has disappeared for now, maybe doing as I'm told is the best option but part of me still wants to resist and fight back. Taking my now empty plate my captor leans in and gives me a kiss on the cheek before leaving me alone once more. Weirdly part of me wishes he'd stay, part of me hates him, part of me fears him but part of me just wants his company, or maybe any company, even if it is his.

Epilogue:

"I'd love to be your best man!" I smile with joy as I hug my best friend, I'm glad he found someone after his last relationship ended, he was so heartbroken after they'd sent him a message saying it was over and then blocked his number. Although he never found out that it was me who sent him that message or that his old boyfriend is currently living in my basement.

"Well I must be off, loads to do." I watch as he leaves with a goofy grin on his face. I close the door and move to the basement and unlock the door leading down to it. As I walk down the steps I see my love excitedly climb off the bed and kneel naked on the hard floor. Smiling I walk up to him as he looks up longingly at me. I reach down and undo his gag, he is rarely gagged these days or chained to the bed but I take precautions whenever his former boyfriend is over, incase his poison still lingers in his mind. But it seems that he hasn't been affected by his presence and made no attempt at escaping, then again the multiple punishments over the first few months completely removed any resistance or desire to rebel or be disobedient, his back still showing a few scars from the whip. These days he is just always eager to please me like the good partner he is, although I do remind him of his place every now and then when the fear and submission in his voice disappears but that is a rare occasion.

"Welcome back sir. How may I serve you? Do you wish for me to finish my chores? Or maybe something else?" Seeing his cock strain in his chastity cage, which I had to lock on a few months into our relationship after he started pleasuring himself without me, and the look of lust in his eyes, I can guess what he wants.

"Maybe we can have some fun my love but then you need to finish your chores, then after you cook us a nice dinner we can spend some more time together this evening." He smiles, rises to his feet and gives me a passionate kiss before excitedly climbing onto the bed and sticking his ass in the air, revealing his well used and stretched asshole. I remove my clothes and eagerly climb up behind him, as I enter him the room fills with his moans of pleasure and he starts moving his hips pushing my cock deeper inside him. I'm so glad we're finally together and happy, just as it should be, as I hear my love cum loudly in his chastity cage, it might have taken him some time but I think he's glad to be with me as well.