You Belong To Me

You Belong to Me: QAF

Author: sweetkitty
E-mail: sweet73kitty@yahoo.com
Web Site: www.geocities.com/sweet73kitty/Sentinel___stories
Date: 4/16/03
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Category: AU, Dark Fic, and Evil Brian
Disclaimer: Queer As Folk is the property of Russell T. Davies and has been adapted with permission for U.S. television by Lipman and Cowen for Showtime.
I want to thank my beta reader: Corona
Summery: A young Justin is sold to a mob boss son for money.

You Belong to Me 1/

Boston, MA
September 12, 1920 = Monday
Taylor Office 3:00 p.m.

Craig Taylor was sitting at his office desk going over his accounts when the door banged open. Looking up he watched three big men walk into the office and look around, then one of them walked back out. A second later an older man and a boy of about seventeen came in looked around and then sat down on the couch.
"Can I help you?" Craig asked, watching the men sit.
"No, but I can help you." The man said, with an Irish accent.
"What do you mean?" Craig asked, trying to keep his sudden fear to himself.
"As I understand it, you owe the bank money." The Irish man said.
"That's true, but who are you?" Inquired Craig.
"I'm Jack Kinney, and I have paid the bank the money you owed them" Answered Jack.
With a surprised look on his face Craig asked, "Why did you do that, Mr. Kinney?"
"Your business interests me and it can hide what my business does." Jack answered, giving him an evil smile.
"And what is your business Mr. Kinney?" Craig asked, trying not to show his fear.
"A little of this, a little of that, but you have nothing to worry about." Answered Jack.
"Thank you for paying the loan off, but I can't help you Mr. Kinney." Craig said, while looking at the three men who came in with Kinney.
"You don't have a choice Taylor, either you pay me the money or or I use this business to hide what I do." Jack said, trying to hold his temper.
"I can't do what you ask Kinney, this business isn't mine it belongs to my wife." Said Craig.
"Then you'll just have to pay me back the money." Jack said, trying to hide his disappointment. (He really did want the business but the money would be fine too.)
"How much is it?" Craig asked, taking out his checkbook.
As he was about to write Jack said, "Ten million."
"What?" Craig yelled, in a shocked voice.
"You heard me, ten million." Jack said calmly.
"But I never borrowed so much." Craig said, trying not to panic.
"No, but it's with interest." Answered Jack.
"I… I d… don't have that much money." Craig said, trying not to hyperventilate.
Just then there was a knock on the door. "Craig, we've just come from shopping." A woman said, as she walked in closely followed by a boy of about five.
"Jen, what are you doing here?" Craig asked, trying not to show his fear.
"Justin and I were shopping, and he wanted to see his Daddy." Jen answered, looking down at the beautiful boy with a smile. Just then she saw the other men in the room, "Oh, I'm sorry was I interrupting?"
"No, not at all Mrs. Taylor." Jack said, with a smile.
"I'm sorry do I know you?" Jen asked, trying to figure out the strange feeling building in the pit of her stomach.
"No, Mr. Kinney is here on business." Craig answered, before Jack could say anything.
"Ok, then we'll be going." Jen said, picking up her parcels.
"Pop, he'd be perfect as pay off." The boy said that was sitting next to Jack.
"Don't you think he's a little young for you?" Jack asked, as he looked at the little boy.
"I didn't mean now, when he's seventeen." The boy answered with a smile.
"So why do you want him?" Asked Jack.
"He's young enough to know whose in charge." Answered the boy. "And when he's ready he'll be mine."
"What are you talking about?" Jennifer asked, getting a very bad feeling.
"We'll let your husband tell you." Jack said, as he stood up. "We'll be back to see you soon."
After Jack Kinney, his son, and the other men had left Jennifer turned towards her husband. "Craig, what is going on?" Asked Jennifer.
"That man paid off the bank what I owed, but now he says I owe him ten million." Craig answered, in a tired voice.
"What are you going to do?" Jennifer asked, in a scared voice.
"I only have two options, pay him or give him the business." Answered Craig.
"But we don't have ten million dollars and the business is our life." Cried Jennifer.
"I know honey, but I don't know what to do." Said Craig.
"We have to think of something, or we'll lose everything." Cried Jennifer, trying to understand the rapid downhill course life was taking.
"Let's go home and talk about what we're going to do." Craig said, as he finished cleaning his desk.
Meanwhile, Jack Kinney and his son Brian were on their way to their lawyer's office to convince him to write up a will stating that Craig and Jennifer were giving their business to Jack Kinney. Their son was to be adopted by Jack and Joan Kinney if anything should happen to them. He made sure that the lawyer backdated the adoption
papers so they would look old.
"Why do you need me to back-date the adoption papers?" Asked the lawyer.
"Because I want everyone to think that they had the papers drawn up after the boy was born, so if anything would happen to them I would get him." Jack explained, trying to control his temper.
"Mr. Kinney, you know this isn't legal." Said the lawyer.
"You let me worry about that Peter, just get it done." Jack said, as he got up to leave.
Just before they left, "When will the papers be ready?" Asked Brian.
"I'll try to get them to you next week." Peter answered, trying to keep his fear under control.
"Try for a little earlier." Brian said, giving the lawyer a dirty look.
"I'll try Mr. Kinney." Peter said, wondering why he was afraid of a fifteen-year-old boy.
"You better more than try." Jack said, then snapped his fingers.
Just then two huge men walked in, one of them grabbed the lawyer, while the other one hit him in the stomach. Bending down Jack asked, "Do I make myself clear?"
"Y…yes." Peter answered with a cough.
"Good, so we'll see you in a few days." Jack said, as he got up to leave.
After the Kinney's left Peter got up, went to his desk, and began to write up the contract for the adoption and the transfer of ownership of the business. It would take Peter about a week to write the papers out and process them. When everything was done he'd call Jack Kinney and tell him that he could pick up the paperwork.
Meanwhile, the Taylor's were trying to come up with the money to pay off Jack Kinney. They were in Craig's office going over the books when Jack Kinney and his son Brian walked in.
"Hello Craig, do you have my money?" Jack asked, as he sat down.
"We need more time, Mr. Kinney." Jennifer said, in a frightened voice.
"I gave you a weekJackJack said, looking around.
"Please we need more time." Craig said, in a pleading voice.
"Your time is up." Jack said, as Brian walked in holding Justin's hand.
"What is our son doing here?" Craig asked, in a surprised voice.
"You have a choice, give us the money or sign the business and your
son over to us." Jack said, taking out two contracts.
"You can't have us sell our son to you." Jennifer said, in a shocked voice.
"You're not selling him, we're adopting him so it's nice and legal." Jack said, putting the papers on the desk.
"I'm not signing my son or business over to you." Craig said, trying to sound confident.
As soon as the words were out of his mouth Craig felt the most excruciating pain go through his arm, looking down he saw that he was bleeding. That's when he heard screaming next to him, looking over he saw Jennifer was looking at him and screaming.
"Dad was that really necessary?" Brian asked, a second after his father shot Craig.
"I was just showing him that we mean business." Jack said, putting his gun away.
"But shooting him in front of his child." Brian said, looking at Justin, who was hiding under the desk.
"Who cares what the kid saw or didn't see." Said Jack.
"Dad, he's only a baby." Brian said, giving the boy a friendly smile. Seeing the young man smiling at him, Justin came out from under the desk, but was grabbed by his father.
"You can't have my son." Craig said, trying to control the bleeding and the pain.
"Really?" Jack said, in a sarcastic voice. He then took out his gun and shot Craig in the foot.
"Please, stop!" Screamed Jennifer.
"Just sign the papers and all of this will stop." Jack said, pointing the gun at Jennifer.
"You can't be this cruel!" Jennifer said, crying.
"Come on, I don't have all day." Jack said, pulling back the trigger.
Not knowing what else to do, Jennifer took the paper and signed her business and child over to Jack and Joan Kinney. When that was done, Jack looked over at Brian gave him a nod and waited for him to take the boy out of the room.
Wanting the boy to see him as a protector, maybe the only one who could protect him, Brian stepped forward. "Dad, please you got what you wanted. Don't hurt them anymore." He said, trying to make his voice sound sincere.
"Don\orryorry, everything is going to be fine." Jack said, giving Brian an evil look.
Making his point, Brian took Justin's hand and as they were walking out they heard two shots. Before Brian could stop him, Justin ran back into the room just in time to see his parents dying. At first he was too shocked to do or say anything, but then he began to scream. Without saying a word Brian walked up to Justin, picked him up, and began to hum to him until he calmed down.
"Don't worry everything is going to be fine, you have me." Brain said, in a soothing voice. Not being able to do anything else, Justin just held on to Brian for dear life.

You Belong to Me 2/?

As the years passed Justin grew up knowing only two things, that he could only trust Brian and if he got in anyone else's way he would be hit and/or kicked. He was never allowed to go anywhere except to school or do anything unless someone was with him, so he grew up very shy. Justin did have one friend and her name was Daphne, and she was his friend because Brian allowed it. The only thing he had was his schooling, drawing, and he had to hide it from everyone, except Brian who encouraged him to draw.
Meanwhile, Brian grew into a handsome man, who did what he wanted when he wanted. He went to college and studied to be in advertising, so no one would know that his family was with the mob. While in his last year in college he met a blonde, blue eyed young woman named Lindsey Peterson. They began to date, but Brian never invited her home, because he wanted everyone to think he was from a high-class society just like her.
Wen Brian was with Lindsey and her friends he became a highly cultured man, who knew how to act and how to talk. But when he went home to be with his family, Brian quickly changed to being the son of the most powerful mob boss in Chicago. He would take over the business, so his father could relax and enjoy himself while Brian dealt with the problems of the business.
Brian was also different when he was around Justin, because he treated him with such gentleness and respect that when Brian left Justin would be depressed for weeks. And that was the way Brian wanted it, so when it was time Justin would be his and only his, even when he did something. Then when Justin turned fifteen things started to changeweenween Brian and him and the changes were very subtle at first. The first thing Brian did was move Justin and himself out of his parents place.
Then when they had their own place Brian began to brush against Justin or give him a friendly kiss on the cheek or lips. As time passed the subtle gestures by Brian became more and more possessive, but Justin didn't realize what it meant so he didn't pay attention. He just took the kissing and caressing as an every day assurance, and didn't understand when Jack or Joan would hit him out of nowhere whenever they caught him alone.

Boston, MA
June 5, 1932 = Friday
12:00 p.m.

It was a day before Justin's birthday and he was sitting in his room drawing when there was a knock on his door. At first he was surprised because no one ever knocked they just walked in. Getting out of bed, he walked towards the door and opened it to see Brian standing there holding flowers in his hands.
"What are these for?" Justin asked, taking the flowers.
"They're for your birthday." Brian saidndinnding the flowers to Justin.
"Thank you, they're beautiful." Justin said, in a shy voice.
"Not as beautiful as you." Brian said, as he kissed Justin.
"Brian, what are you doing?" Justin asks, backing away from Brian.
"Nothing, it's just a birthday kiss." Brian answered giving Justin a smile.
"Well thank you." Justin said, as he smelled the flowers.
Taking a deep breath, "Justin, would you like to go out to dinner tomorrow?" Brian asked, giving Justin a smile. (Soon you'll be all mine.) Brian thought to himself as he watched Justin.
"I would love to Brian." Justin said with a smile.
"Dress nicely and I'll meet you here." Brian said, before leaving.
After Brian had gone, Justin called Daphne. "Guess what?" Justin asked, as soon as Daphne answered the phone.
"What?" Asked Daphne.
"Brian asked me out." Justin answered, in an excited voice.
"Do you mean like a date?" Daph asked, in a surprised voice.
"Yeah, isn't it great?" Justin said, in an excited voice.
"Are you sure you want to go?" Daphne asked, knowing how possessive Brian could be.
"Yes, he's the only one who's ever been there for me." Answered Justin.
"Then I hope you have wonderful time." Daph said, wishing she could tell Justin what was obviously really going on.
"What do you think I should wear?" Justin asked, in an excited voice.
"I think you should wear the black pants and the black sweater." Answered Daphne.
"They make your eyes stand out."
"Thanks Daph, talk to you later."
"Ok and take care, bye."
"Bye." Justin said, before hanging up.
Going to his closet, Justin began to pull out the stuff he would need for tomorrow. At the same time, Brian was out on a date with a beautiful blonde woman, Lindsey Peterson. Brian was only dating Lindsey because she
was smart, had money, and could give him children. He didn't love her or even like her, he was just dating her to get a child from her.
"Brian, what are you doing tomorrow?" Lindsey asked.
"I have an important meeting tomorrow." Lied Brian, not want to tell Lindsey about Justin.
"When do you think you'll be finished?" Lindsey asked, hating that her plans were ruined.
"I don't know, but I'll call you when I can." Brian answered, wanting to get away from Lindsey. But he knew that he had to be nice to her,
because she was his only hope of getting into high society.
"Is everything all right Brian?" Lindsey asked, in a concerned voice.
"Yes, I'm just think about the account I have to present tomorrow."
Lied Brian. He did have an account he was working on, but he wasn't thinking about that. Brian was thinking about Justin and what he was going to do with him tomorrow.
"Brian, honey you work to hard." Lindsey said, giving Brian a loving smile. (When is he going to propose to me, we've been dating for almost three years?) Lindsey thought to herself as she watched Brian eat.
"I know, but I want us to have a good life." Brian said, giving Lindsey as smile. That was when he realized what he'd said. Brian knew he couldn't take it back. He knew one day he was going to have to marry her, but at least he would have in. in.
(Oh, my god he said we have a future.) Lindsey thought to herself, realizing what Brian had said. "Do you mean it Brian?"
"Of course I do honey, it's just I'm not ready yet." Brian said, with a loving smile. (God, I want this night over with.) Brian thought to himself.
"I understand, I'll be waiting for you when you are." Lindsey said, with a smile. (Hopefully you'll be ready soon.) she thought desperately as she watched Brian finish his meal. (He's home,ome, but that's the problem Brian is a man not a woman.)

1:00 p.m.

When their lunch was over Brian and Lindsey decided to go for a walk around the city. As they were walking they met up with one of Brian's childhood friends Michael Novatny, who he had know since they were twelve years old. Michael was also one of Brian's generals in the mob, even though he was Italian and Brian was Irish.
"Michael, how are you?" Asked Brian.
"I'm fine, but you're needed at home." Michael said, while looking at Lindsey. (God, how can he go out with her.) Michael thought to himself.
"What's wrong?" Asked Brian.
"It's your mother, she wants to talk to you." Answered Michael.
"Thanks Mikey. Would you please take Lindsey home?" Brian said, as he kissed Lindsey.
"Why can't I go with you?" Asked Lindsey.
"My mother is an old fashioned woman, she's alsoy rey religious and wouldn't understand why I'm dating someone who isn't catholic." Brian answered, in a sad voice.
"Will she except our marriage?" Lindsey asked, not realizing that Brian never had asked her to marry him.
"Don't worry honey, she'll get used to it." Answered Brian.
Just then another man walked up to them. "Brian, would you like me to take her home?"
"I would really appreciate it Ben." Said Brian. He then gave Lindsey another kiss, before walking away.
As Brian and Michael were walking away, Lindsey turned towards Ben gave him the once over and then walked away. Knowing that if he didn't keep her safe, Brian would kill him, Ben followed Lindsey all the way home.
As Brian and Michael walked away, "Why are you dating here?" Asked Michael.
"She's pretty, rich, can get me into the right places, and give me a son." Answered Brian.
"What are you going to do after she gives you the son you want?" Inquired Michael.
"Nothing, she'll live her life and I'll live mine." Answered Brian, in a nonchalant voice.
"You do realize that she's a WASP, right?" Michael pointed out with a smile. "She'll nag you to death."
"She can try, but after I'm established in her society I won't need her family or her." Brian said, with an evil little smile.
"What are you going to do?" Michael asked, trying not to show that he was scared. (Why did I agree to co-operate with the police?) Michael to himself, as he followed Brian.
"Don't worry." Brian said, with an evil glint in his eyes.
"What are you going to do now?" Michael asked, wanting to change the subject.
"I have to get to Mantra and make sure everything is set up." Brian said with a smile.
"I can't believe you're taking him out for dinner." Michael said, in a stunned voice.
"Why, it's his birthday." Answered Brian.
"But you never celebrated his other birthdays before." Michael said, in a confused voice.
"I'm celebrating this one." Brian answered, giving Michael a secretive smile. "Besides, I'm making him mine tonight."
"Brian, do you really think that's a good idea?" Michael asked, hating that Brian loved someone else.
"Of course it's a good idea. I've been waiting for this moment since he was five years old." Answered Brian.
"If you're going to do this, can't you wait until he's eighteen?" Asked Michael.
"No, I want him so much that when he turned sixteen, I fucked any guy that came along." Brian said, with a wistful look on his face.
Realizing that he wasn't going to change Brian's mind, Michael decided that he would go with him to the restaurant. Arriving at the restaurant Brian and Michael were shown to the manager's office, where everything was arranged for tomorrow.
"And make sure there's a bed in the suite." Brian said, before getting up.
"Of course sir, everything is all arranged." The manager said, just as Brian and Michael were leaving. (I hope he likes what we came up with or we are all dead.) The manager thought to himself, as he watched the men leave.


You Belong To Me 3/?

ST. James Academy

At the same time Justin was in school trying to get through the day and stay away from Chris Hobbs. For some reason he'd decided that he didn't like Justin. It was around three o'clock and while waiting for Brian; Hobbs accosted Justin. But before Hobbs could do anything, a limo had pulled up and Brian got out. He walked toward both boys and
out of nowhere punched Hobbs. Then before Hobbs could get up or anyone from the school could say anything, Brian took Justin's hand and pulled him toward the limo.
Pushing him in, Brian didn't let him say anything, because at that moment he was very angry. And Justin didn't even dare say anything, because he knew that when Brian was angry it was best to keep quite.
After a while, "Why didn't you tell me?" Brian asked, trying not to loss his temper.
"I didn't want you to hurt him." Justin answered, with his head down.
"Really, and who gave you the right to decide for me?" Asked Brian.
"No one." Whispered Justin. "I'm sorry."
"You'll be sorry all right." Brian said, still trying to control his temper. (God, I'm going hate disciplining him, but he knows to never lie to me.) Brian thought to himself, as he watched Justin out of the corner of his eye.
(Shit, I knew I shouldn't have lied to him, but he has such a bad temper that I was afraid he'd kill Chris.) Justin was thinking.
Five minutes later they arrived at the house. "Go upstairs and wait for me." Brian said, as they got out of the limo.

Kinney Estate
6:00 p.m.

Without saying a word Justin got out of the limo and ran inside the house and upstairs to his room. Running into his room, Justin lay down and began to cry, because he knew what was going to happen now. It felt like hours, but it was about a minute later that Brian walked into the room.
As Brian walked in, Justin fell at his feet crying; "Please, I'm sorry!" Justin cried, hugging Brian.
"You know what happens when you lie or don't tell me things." Brian said, grabbing Justin by the hair.
"I… I kn…. know, b…but I w…was scared!" Cried Justin.
"And now you're going to pay." Brian said, pulling Justin up.
"P…please d…don't." Justin whispered, knowing what was going to happen.
Without saying a word Brian dragged Justin toward the bed and threw
him face down, took off his belt, and began to whip his ass. As soon as he began to hit Justin, he began to beg and cry for Brian to stop.
It was a minute later, after five swats that Brian stopped and took Justin into his arms. "Are you ever going to keep anything from me again?" Brian asked, throwing the strap away.
"N…no." Cried Justin.
"Good, now go wash up and then come downstairs and get something to eat." Brian said, before leaving. As Brian was walking out he stopped. "Don't forget, I'm taking you out tomorrow for your birthday."
Looking up with tears in his eyes, "Really, you're not going to cancel?" Whispered Justin.
"You know I never change my mind." Brian said, as he left.
(I have to remember to tell him everything and never lie to him.) Justin thought to himself, as he began to shower.
After the shower Justin went downstairs to the dining room where Brian was already eating. Without saying a word Justin sat down and began to eat his dinner, trying not to look at Brian.
"After school, I want you to come home and change into something nice." Said Brian.
"Can you tell me where we're going?" Justin asked, softly.
"No." Answered Brian.
Knowing that he wasn't going to change Brian's mind, Justin continued eating his dinner while thinking of what Brian had gotten him for his birthday. After dinner Justin went back upstairs to his room to study, while Brian went to his study to get some work done. It was around eleven o'clock when they both went to sleep.

June 6, 1932 = Saturday

It was nine o'clock in the morning when Justin got up, washed, and dressed then went downstairs to get some breakfast. As he walked into the dining room he stopped when he saw Brian was eating with a man Justin didn't know.
As soon as Justin walked in, Brain introduced them. "Justin, come in I want you to meet Tiny, he's going to be your bodyguard when I'm not around."
Knowing that he wouldn't be able to change Brian's mind, Justin sat down. "Nice to met you Tiny." Justin said, giving him a smile.
Turning toward Brian he offered, "How did you two meet?"
"Don't worry about that, just know that he will be looking after you." Brian said, as he continued to eat his breakfast. Realizing that he wasn't going to get any information out of Brian, Justin continued to eat his breakfast.
Just as Justin was finishing Brian spoke. "I want you home by seven o'clock, so you can change."
"Can you tell me where we'll be going?" Asked Justin.
"No, but know this, you'll have a good time." Brian answered, as he stood up and left the dining room.
Turning toward Tiny, Justin tried him. "Do you know where he's going to take me?"
"No, but I'm sure it's somewhere nice." Answered Tiny.
"I just wish I knew something." Justin whispered, as he and Tiny also got up to leave the dining room.
Justine changed his mind he decided to go to his room, change, and go see Daphne. As Justin was changing there was a knock on his door, but before he could say anything the door opened and in walked Joan Kinney.
"Mrs. Kinney, it's so nice to see you." Justin said, knowing that Joan hated for him to call her mother.
"Thank you Justin." Joan said, in a voice that sounded that she wished she were anywhere but there.
"How can I help you ma'am?" Justin asked, trying to stay polite. He knew that if he said or did anything rude, she and then Brian would hit him. (Please just give me whatever it is you want to give me and then leave.) Justin thought to himself.
"I wanted to wish you a happy birthday, and ask you a question." Joan said, while looking down at Justin.
"Yes ma'am?"
"Are you sleeping with my son?" Asked Joan.
"N…. no!" Justin said, in a shocked voice. "He's my friend."
"Very well then, I think you should leave." Joan said, no longer holding back the hate in her voice or face.
"W…where a…am I to go?" Justin asked, in a stunned voice.
"I really don't care I just want you away from my son." Joan said flatly.
Before Justin could say anything, Joan slapped him so hard that it left a handprint across his face. The first slap was hard but Justin was used to it, but she then began to hit him harder and harder.
At the same time, Tiny was having his own conversation. "Mr. Kinney, your mother is here."
"Thank you Tiny, I'll be there soon." Brian said, trying to hold his temper. "In the mean time please protect him."
Finishing his talk with Brian, Tiny went out to where Justin and Joan Kinney were, and what he saw made him angry. Mrs. Kinney was beating Justin so hard that he was bleeding from the mouth, nose, and his left eye. Without saying a word Tiny walked up to Joan and grabbed her arm. Feeling herself being grabbed Joan turned on the
person, "How dare….?" Before she could finish the sentence Tiny flung her towards the floor. Tiny then went to Justin and helped him stand up. "Are you all
right?" Tiny asked, as he looked Justin over.
"Y…yes." Justin answered, with tears in his eyes.
"Who are you and what do you think you're doing?" Joan asked, as she got up.
"I was hired to take care of Justin." Tiny said, as he finished cleaning Justin up.
"I don't care who you are, you had no right to touch me!" Yelled Joan.
"Yes he does mother." A voice said from the doorway. Turning around they saw Brian standing there, his eyes blazing with rage.
Seeing her son standing there, "Brian, I want you to fire this man. He had the gall to lay his hands on me." Joan said, giving Tiny a smug look.
Without saying a word Brian walked up to Justin took his chin between his thumb and forefinger and looked at what his mother had done to him.
With a smile on his face, "I'm fine Brian." Justin said, but there was sadness in his eyes.
"Go up to you room." Brian said, trying to hold his temper in check until Justin had gone.
"Brian…" Brian didn't let Justin finish his sentence. "Go upstairs to your room." Brian said, in a voice that left no room for argument.
Realizing that he wasn't going to get anywhere with Brian, Justin went upstairs followed by Tiny. As soon as Justin left, Brian turned around and slapped his mother so hard across the face that she literally went flying and landed a foot away on the floor. As Joan tried to rise she looked up and saw Brian walking towards her, she
tried to get away but Brian just grabbed her by the hair.
"What did you think you were doing?" Brian asked, as he dragged Joan into the living room.
"I just told him he had to leave. It's not right for you to share a place with someone Justin's age." Joan explained, trying to keep her dignity.
"You have no right to be here or to try and get Justin to leave!" Brian yelled, as he slapped Joan again.
"Brian stop, please." Cried Joan, trying to block Brian's punches.
But Brian didn't pay attention and continued to beat Joan, until she laid there black and blue and bleeding. He then stopped, went to the bathroom washed himself up and then went to get one of his men. After Brian had gone, Joan got up and went to find the bathroom where she began to clean herself. As Joan was washing up she felt a presence with her, looking behind her, she saw Brian standing there once more.
"Have you learned your lesson mother?" Brian asked, while Joan finished washing up.

You Belong to Me 4/?

“I was only trying to help.” Said Joan.
“I don’t need your help.” Brian said, before walking away. Brian then stopped and turned back to Joan. “By the way, I had one of my men get father.”
“Why did you do that?” Joan asked, becoming scared. (Jack can’t know what I did, he’ll kill me for sure.) Joan thought to herself in a panic.
“You’ve interfered enough and I think father should know.” Brian said, giving her an evil smile.
Not knowing what else to do Joan ran out of the bathroom and headed for the front door, but Brian caught her in two strides. He then dragged her upstairs to one of the guestrooms where he threw her in and locked the door. As Joan was thrown into the room, she turned and began to bang on the door, yelling for someone to let her out.
Meanwhile, Justin went upstairs to his room where he decided to wash up from what had happened earlier. As Justin was washing, he heard the door to his room open.
Turning around he saw Brian standing there with a sad look on his face. “Are you alright?” Brian asked, as he walked in.
“I’m fine.” Justin answered, giving Brian a smile.
Not saying a word Brian walked up to Justin and inspected his face to see if there was any damage from the attack. When he was sure that Justin was fine, Brian went downstairs to wait for his father.
While Brian was waiting for his father to come and get Joan, she was in the locked room trying to think of how everything could have gone wrong with her plan. Realizing that she wouldn't be getting out until her husband came, Joan decided to lie down on the bed and get some rest. While she was lying on the bed she began to think about her life.
Joan didn’t know how long she was in that room when she heard the door open, and knew it would be her husband. “I see you couldn’t mind your own business again.” Jack said, as he walked in.
“It’s wrong that they live together, it’s a sin.” Joan said, trying not to show her fear.
“Everything is n ton to you.” Jack said, with a sneer.
“The good book says…” Before Joan could finish her sentence, Jack hit her across the face knocking her down. “ Don’t you dare bring the bible into this.” Jack said, as he looked down at his wife.
Looking up at Jack, “You can hit me all you want, but I’ll never break.” Joan said, in a breathless voice.
“Oh, I don’t know about that.” Jack said, grabbing Joan by the hair and dragging her out the door.
That was where they met Brian, who was standing there waiting for them. “What are you going to do with her?” Brian asked, as they left the room.
“I’m going to have her committed into an insane asylum.” Jack answered, as he dragged Joan downstairs.
“Why?” Asked Brian
“To teach her that God can’t help her this time.” Jack said simply, as he dragged her out to the limo.
Just as Jack and Joan left the house, Justin came running downstairs after hearing what happened. He was just about to run out of the house to stop Jack, when he felt an arm around his waist.
“Let me go, I have to stop him!” Justin cried, trying to get away from Brian.
“You can’t help her.” Brian said, in a calm voice.
“Let me go, she didn’t do anything wrong.” Justin cried, still trying to get away from Brian so he could help Joan, but Brian was too strong for him.
“Justin, she was beating you.” Brian said, moving Justin away from the door.
“She loves you, she was only trying to protect you.” Said Justin.
“Trust me, she doesn’t love anyone.” Brian said, as he pushed Justin upstairs. “Now go to your room and change for your afternoon with Daphne. But remember that I want you home by seven, because we have an appointment at nine.”
While Justin went to change for his day out with Daphne, Brian went to his study to get some work done. Brian was still working when he heard the knock on the door.
“Come in.” Called out Brian.
Walking in, Justin waved a hand. “Brian, I’m going.”
Brian didn't look up. “Have a good time.” He said.

Mr. Franklin’s Restaurant
2:00 p.m.

Justin and Daphne were sitting in the restaurant eating and talking, when five guys from their school interrupted them. “Well if it isn’t Taylor and his little friend.” Said one the guys.
“What do you want Hobbs?” Justin asked, not looking up.
“Just wanted to tell you that if I see you in school tomorrow you’re dead meat.” Chris threatened, before walking away.
Before Chris walked away he was grabbed from behind, “Did you just threaten Mr. Taylor?”
“Who do you think you are?” Chris asked, as he turned into the person that had grabbed him.
“I’m Mr. Taylor’s bodyguard.” Tiny answered, looking dat Cat Chris.
Looking up at Tiny, Chris realized that he was in big trouble and if he didn’t get away now, he would never get away. He then looked around and noticed that none of his friends were going to help him. Deciding not to get into it with the huge man, Chris looked at Justin with hate in his eynd tnd then walked away.
“Thanks Tiny.” Justin said, in a scared voice.
“Justin are you alright?” Daphne asked, in a concerned voice.
“I’m fine.” Lied Justin. He didn’t want to tell her that Chris’s threat had gotten to him. (I won’t let him get to me, I can’t let him get to me.) Justin thought to himself, as he tried to get his breathing under control.
Daphne decided not to push him. “What do you want to do now?” She asked.
“Lets go to the movies.” Justin said, still trying to catch his breath.
“What do you want to see?” Daphne asked, trying to get his mind off of what had happened earlier.
“I really don’t care.” Said Justin.
“Ok, lets go to the theatre and see what’s playing.” Daphne said, as they both got up.

Brian’s Mansion

At the same time, Brian was working when there was a knock on the door. “Come in.” Brian said, as he continued with his work.
“Mr. Kinney, a Ms. Peterson is here to see you.” The maid said, as she walked in.
“Tell her I’m busy Paula.” Said Brian.
“Yes sir.” Paula said as she left, closing the door.
A minute later he heard yelling from outside his study door. Taking a deep breath he got up, went to the door, and opened it where he found Lindsey standing there yelling at his maid.
Taking a deep breath, “What the hell is going on?” Yelled Brian.
“I’m sorry Mr. Kinney, but she wouldn’t take no for an answer.” Said Paula.
Taking some more deep breaths. “Lindsey, honey I have work to do. Besides we promised to see each other tomorrow.” Brian said, in calm voice. But deep inside he was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.
“I know Brian, but I just miss you so much.” Lindsey said, giving him her sweetest smile. (God, I hope he asks me trry rry him soon. I hate being nice to him.) Lindsey thought to herself, while trying to keep a smile on her face.
“I miss you too honey, but I have work to do.” Brian said, as he showed Lindsey out.
Before leaving, “Promise me that we’ll see each other tomorrow.” Said Lindsey.
“I promise, but if anything happens I will call you.” Brian said, giving Lindsey a kiss. Before Lin lef left, “Linds, honey before you come can you call?”
“Why?” Lindsey asked, in a surprised voice.
“I don’t want you to come to the house if I’m not here.” Lied Brian. What he really wanted was make sure that he knew when to expect her, so she wouldn’t run into Justin.
“All right, I promise.” Lindsey said, before leaving.
After Lindsey had left, Brian went back to his study to finish his work before his date with Justin later that day. As he was working there was another knock on the door before it opened and Paula walked in.
“Mr. Kinney, its almost five o’clock.” Paula said, as she walked in.
“Thank you Paula.” Brian said, as he began to clean his desk up.
It was around five o’clock when Daphne, Tiny, and Justin came out of the movie- theatre and began to walk toward the restaurant when Justin remembered his dinner date with Brian.
Stopping in his tracks, “Shit, I just remembered that I have a dinner date with Brian.” Said Justin.
“Your dinner’s around seven, why do you need to head home so early?” Asked Daphne.
“I have to get ready.” Justin answered, with a smile
“Do you want me to walk with you?” Daphne asked, as she looked at Tiny. (I hope he can keep Justin safe?) Daphne thought, as she watched Tiny.
“No, it’s ok you can go home.” Justin said, with a smile.
As Justin headed off Daphne stopped Tiny, “Watch over him please.” Daphne said, before walking away.
Arriving at the mansion around six o’clock, Justin ran upstairs to wash and dress for his dinner date with Brian. As he was washing up, there was a knock on the door and in walked the maid Cindy. “Here are you clothes, Mr. Taylor.” Cindy said, as she put the clothes on the bed.
“Thank you Cindy.” Justin said, as he began to dress. It took Justin about fifteen minutes to get dressed.
Meanwhile, Brian was on the phone with his father trying to find out what had happened to his mother. “So, what did you do with mother?” Asked Brian.
“As I told you earlier, I took her to the insane asylum.” Jack answered, with a laugh.
“What did you tell them?” Inquired Brian.
“Told them that she had been acting funny for a couple of weeks, and then yesterday she tried to kill herself.” Laughed Jack.
“How long are you going to keep her there?” Asked Brian. (Maybe I should get someone to kill her?) Brian thought, as he listened to his father.
“Don’t know yet, maybe for the rest of her life.” Answered Jack.
Checking his watch, Brain noticed that it was around five-thirty, “Dad I have to go, but I’ll talk to you tomorrow.
“Where are you going?” Asked Jack.
“Have an appointment in an hour.” Answered Brian. “Ok, talk to you later.” Jack said, before hanging up.
You Belong To Me 5/?

After hanging up the phone, Brian finished getting dressed and then went downstairs to wait for Justin. It was around six-fifteen when Justin came downstairs, dressed in the outfit that Brian bought for him.
“You look nice.” Said Brian. (Soon you’ll be mine to do with as I please.) Brian though to himself.
“Thanks.” Justin answered, in a shy voice.
With a smile, “Lets put on out coats and go.” Brian said, as he put on his coat.

The Mantra Restaurant
6:30 p.m.

Arriving at the restaurant thirty minutes before their reservations, Brian and Justin sat at the bar and had a couple of drinks. Then around six-fifty the Maitre'D came to get them, and show them into their private room.
Wal in in Justin looked around. “This is really nice.” Said Justin.
“I wanted something special for your birthday.” Brian said, as he helped Justin sit down.
When they were seated the waiter came in. “What would you like sirs?”
After ordering their dinner, they began to eat the delicious meal. While eating they began to talk about anything that came to mind. As they were talking, Brian noticed the restaurant was playing romantic music.
“Would like to dance?” Brian asked, as he got up.
“I've never danced before.” Justin said, in a shocked voice.
“It’s easy, come on.” Brian said, as he took Justin into his arms and began to dance with him.
As they were dancing, Brian began to kiss Justin on the cheek, forehead, and eyes in a friendly manner. When Justin didn’t pull away from Brian’s soft kisses, Brian began to kiss Justin on the mouth.
Pulling away, “What are you doing?” Justin asked, in a surprised voice.
“What does it feel like I’m doing?” Asked Brian. “I’m kissing you.”
“Why?” Justin asked, knowing he wasn't going to like the answer.
“Because I can.” Brian said, and he began to kiss Justin again.
“Please don’t.” Justin whispered, trying to pull away.
Without saying a word Brian slapped Justin across the face. “I never gave you the option of whether you wanted me to touch you or not.” Brian said, as he pulled Justin towards another door.
Opening the door Brian pushed Justin inside the room and then locked the door behind them, while holding on to Justin as he struggled to get free. After locking the Brian turned around and slapped Justin across the face again, knocking him down. Brian then began to take off his clothes, while watching Justin struggle to get up.
“Please Brian, let me go.” Justin said, as he tried to get up.
“You’re mine Justin, you’ve been mine since you were five.” Brian said, as he grabbed Justin by the arm and dragged him over to the bed.
Justin broke away from Brian’s grasp and ran to the door. When he reached it, Justin tried to open the door but found it locked. He felt an arm come around him and drag him back towards the bed, all the while Justin he struggled like a mad thing. Halfway out of the older boy's hold Justin was swung around and slapped again, hard enough to knock him to the floor.
As Justin hit the floor, Brian took off his belt and began to beat Justin. “Please stop!” Justin cried, as he curled himself into a ball.
When Brian was sure that Justin had learned his lesson, he jerked upr upright and pulled him over to the bed. Brian grabbed Justin by the back of the neck and pulled him close and began to kiss him. As Brian was kissing Justin, he began to push him down onto the bed with himself on top. While kissing Justin, Brian started to unbutton his pants before sliding his hand into the confined space.
Brian then pulled his hand free, stood up, and stripped Justin of his pants. He then lay back down, but this time only half of him was on top of Justin, so he could run his hand along Justin’s body. As Brian played with Justin’s nipples he began to kiss and nip Justin’s neck and shoulder. Brian kissed Justin's nipples, then reached down to take hold of his cock, and began to stroke it.
A minute later he felt Justin tense up but didn’t let him go he just continued to stroke his cock, while kissing his way down Justin’s body. Slowly Brian continued to fondle the boy until Justin came. When Justin had climaxed Brian stopped playing with his nipples andsed sed Justin on the lips, and then traveled back down to his nipples where he began to suckle them again like a baby.
He then slowly started to trail his lips downwards. “Please don’t.” Cried Justin, trying to move away.
Feeling Justin moving away Brian stopped what he was doing and just slapped Justin across the face several times, until Justin stopped struggling in shock. When Brian was sure that Justin understood the rules, he began to kiss him again and run his hands over his body. Brian then pulled Justin up and off the bed and made him kneel in front of him, before forcing Justin to stroke him until he was hard.
“Suck.” Brian said, holding his dick before Justin’s face.
With tears in his eyes, Justin took hold of Brian’s dick in his hand he licked it, first with hesitation and then he licked the pre-cum that was on the head. Brian sighed as Justin went down on him, sucking his swollen cock until he thought his nuts would explode. Justin sucked him slowly until Brian made him stop.
He then pulled him up, “Lie down.” Brian said, pushing Justin towards the bed.
As Justin lay down on his back, he waited for Brian with tears running down his bruised face. Brian laid on top of Justin and then began to kiss down his body again with butterfly kisses. Reaching Justin’s cock, Brian began to lick and suck until he heard Justin start to moan from the new experience. While sucking Justin’s cock, Brian began to play with his hole; first inserting one finger and then taking it out.
When Brian was sure that Justin had gotten comfortable with the first finger he inserted a second finger into the hole. The intrusion of two fingers caused Justin to cry out from the pain and then try to sit up. Brian just pushed him back down and continued to play with Justin’s hole. It was a minute later when Brian began to move up Justin’s body with Justin’s legs over his shoulders, he reached down and held on to the boy's hips, as he pushed in, causing him pain.
Brian just held him in place as his body accustomed itself to being filled, and then Brian began to withdraw and slide back inside his hole. Then he changed direction again; the thick tube of meat was ploughing into him. Involuntarily, his muscles tensed and held Brian in place for a moment before surrendering and allowing the man to thrust and withdraw as he pleased. Justin’s hole was so warm and tight that Brian couldn’t help but plunge forward and couldn’t help but lose himself in the motion of fucking.
Leaning forward, he supported himself on his hands and drove his dick into his slaves’ hole furiously for a while, then slowed down, and with his cock buried to the hilt, merely rotated his hips. He could tell Justin was shocked with what was happening to him at first, but then his mouth fell open and all he could ds mos moan. Brian pulled out completely and turned him over and entered him once more. Justin groaned into the bed as Brian fucked his ass with abandon. Each thrust jolted Justin causing him to moan out and his ass cheeks to clench Brian's pumping dick.
Thrusting his hips, he came, shooting his load up Justin’s moist tunnel. He collapsed on top of Justin and while still inside him he tried to catch his breath. As Brian began to breathe normally again he got off of Justin and reached for a cigarette.
Justin shook while Brian caressed him, (God, why is he doing this to me? I thought he was my friend, he always protected me from his family. Why did he make me suck his cock?) Justin thought to himself as he lay there being kissed and caressed by Brian. (Oh, god he’s getting on top of me.) Just then he felt the most excruciating pain Justin had ever felt shoot through him, but he couldn’t do anything because Brian was on top of him. (Oh, god he’s moving. I wish I could tell him to stop, that it hurts so much, but he’s kissing me with his tongue in my mouth. Oh thank God, he's finished) Justin thought to himself, as Brian got off him.
While Brian was smoking his cigarette, Justin turned onto his side into the fetal position and began to cry softly. He was crying when he felt Brian takes him into his arms again and makes him roll onto his back.
Looking down at Justin he saw the tears running down his face. “Why are you crying?” Brian asked, as he wiped the tears from Justin’s face.
“It hurt.” Justin whispered, as tears ran down his face. “Why did you do it?”
“Because you’re mine, and have been since you were five years old.” Brian answered, kissing Justin on the lips.
As Brian was kissing Justin his hands began to skim down his face, neck, and chest all the way down to Justin’s cock. “P…. please don’t.” Justin whispered, trying to pull away.
Grabbing Justin by the back of the neck, Brian pulled him back towards him. He then made Justin kiss him, then grabbed his hand and pulled it ohis his cock, and made him hold it. He then forced Justin to pump his cock until he started to moan from the wonderful sensation. After a minute of having Justin stroke his cock, Brian couldn’t stand it any more and he climbed on top of Justin.
“God you’re beautiful.” Brian whispered, as he pushed his cock into Justin again.
As Brian began to pump in and out of Justin, Justin just laid there looking up at the ceiling, wishing he were anywhere but there. (If I get out of this alive, I have to get out of that house before this happens again.) Justin thought to himself, as Brian fucked him. It was fifteen minutes later when Justin felt Brian’s hot seed inside him, which meant he was done. Giving one more thrust Brian came and then just lay there waiting for his t tot to slow down before he got off of Justin.
Turning over Brian took Justin in his arms and began to play with his nipples and stomach. Brian was playing with Justin, when there was a knock on the door.
Getting up Brian pulled on his pants and went to the door to open it, “Yes?” Asked Brian.
“I’m sorry to interrupt sir, but we’ll be closing soon.” A voice said from outside.
Hearing the voice, Justin got out of bed and ran towards the door, but before he could reach it Brian shut it. Realizing he wasn't going to make it, Justin stopped and headed back to the bed.
Turning around, “Go wash and dress we’re going home.” Brian said, when he saw that Justin was up.
Without saying a word Justin went to the door that was open, found a bathroom. Starting the shower, Justin got into the bathtub and began to wash himself clean from their earlier activities. As Justin was washing himself he felt someone in the bathroom with him. Taking a deep breath he waited for Brian to join him in the shower, knowing that he was going to take him again. A minute later Brian got into the shower, took the soap from Justin, and began to wash himself and Justin.
As Justin waited for Brian to do something, but was shocked when he only finished washing him and then got out of the bathtub. “You better hurry or I’m going to take you home naked.” Brian said, as he was leaving the bathroom.