If I Burn.

It was about 2am when Mikey returned, trying not to cry from how disgusted he was with himself.

Frank saw how upset Mikey was when he came home. He gave him a peck on the head and hugged him "Why do you keep doing it?" he asked.

"How else am I meant to survive Frank?" whimpered Mikey "I've run away from home, i dont have any qualifications and I'm underage so i cant get a job, I just" he rbike off sobbing.

Frank held him close "Don't worry, I'll take care of you. You can come live with me, I don't think my mom will mind".

Mikey stared at him, eyes watering "You-You mean it?"

"Sure" Frank smiled "But first you have to do something for me" Frank smirked, pushing Mikey onto his knees.

Mikey looked up, the pain returning to his eyes "What's that?"

"Isn't it obvious Mikes?" Frank smirked, pulling down his zipper

Mikey closed hi eyes, tears still rolling down his cheeks. he tried to to let out a sob, feeling like the cheap whore he already considered himself as, that he knew his family thought of him as.

"Come on then" Frank hissed, pushing Mikey forward till his mouth pressed against the head of his cock.

Mikey opened his mouth after a few seconds hesitation, allowing Frank to force hi head back and forth. He just closed his eyes and tried to pretend it wasnt happening.

Frank came a minute or two later and dropped to his knees and gave Mikey a kiss, liking away a little of his own cum. "Good boy" he smiled, hugging Mikey close "You get the basement room kay?".

Mikey nodded silently, as unfalteringly obedient as ever.

Frank took him to his house, his mother agreeing straight away as long as they got out of her sights and didn't make too much noise because shush mommys drinking.

"Lay down, take off your clothes" Frank whispered as soon as they got into Mikey's new room.

Mikey sighed, only wanting to sleep, but did as he was told, notlooking at Frank.

Frank put Mikey in the position he wanted, knees up on his back, and plugged in his curling iron. He then brought it near Mikey's thigh "Don't scream too much" he said, wrapping a hand around Mikey's cock and bringing down the iron.

Mikey tried to bite back teh scream but failed, struggling violently, kicking out at Frank instinctively.N When Frank took it away from his high he curled away from him, spobbing and clutching the burn "Wh-What did I do?!"

"I don't know, I just wanted to brand you" Frank lent forward "Mine" he whispered.

Mikey just sobbed, pain burning throuigh his thigh "P-Please Frank, i need some ice or something" he whimpered.

Frank went upstairs and got him a frozen packet of peas which he threw at him. "You are not allowed to get dressed and leave this room" Frank said before closing and locking the door.

Mikey sobebd sand pressed the peas to the burn on his thigh, wondering why he'd thought life would be better at Franks.

At one point Frank came back into the room and put a collar on him but not before dressing his burn. He then laid down with him and fell asleep.

Mikey didn;t manage to sleep, simply lay next to Frank, thigh in agony, until about 6 am.

"We're going to do some training today" Frank said, clipping a leash onto Mikey's collar and making him go on all fours.
"You answer correctly, I won't hit you" he said, holding up a riding crop.

Mikey nodded once, head still bowed.