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Doomed

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BURP! you belch loudly. Then Damon leads you into the "work out room" which is really just a corner of the living room flat. He cranks the stereo and tells you to lift in time with the music. After a few false starts, you finally get the hang of the twenty pound weights. He leaves you with a water bottle "in case you get thirsty." After 20 reps, you pause and take a swig from the bottle. You spit it up allover yourself. It's warm beer with Damon's own drug/hormone cocktail. You are thirsty though, so you pinch your nose and gulp it down. 30 reps later your arms feel like spaghetti and you're no longer keeping time with the music. You glance at the door. Damon has been quiet,maybe he wants you to make a break so he can catch you. Maybe he fell asleep. Your bladder aches. You cautiously set weights down and head over to hallway toward bathroom door. The door is slightly ajar, and you hear Damon talking. He must be on the phone.

"Don't worry Mr. Reeves, your stepson responded just like we planned. Here I'll take the phone out with me and you can here for yourself..."

You hear movement as the toilet is flushed and Damon pulls his pants up. You rush back to the workout bench and start lifting again. You can't hear the door creak open over the din from the radio, but suddenly it gets quieter as Damon lowers the volume, he is carrying a cell phone in his hand.

"Well, homey, you're off to a good start," he shakes your "water" bottle,, "Good boy drank all your beer." You realize your thinking is kind of fuzzy. Whack, his open hands crashes on your abs.

"Did I say you could stop? Guess you need more weight, punk. While I show you how add weights to the bar you can look at this and get some idea of what you'll look like when I return you to your family." He smiles wickedly and tosses a tattoo and piercing magazine opened to a page with a young punk with the word slave tatooed on his forehead, rings through his ear lobes, nose, and nipples, and 90% of his body covered in ink.

GULP.


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