[zajawa]

As the man punched him in the stomach he felt some sharp pain and he couldn't do anything more than lay on the floor. He was sure it was the end. Though never anyone done anything sexual to him he was sure the men was about to do just that. And they would do it as painful as they could. And then when he lost all hope.. door opened and there.. was standing master. His master looking so angry... so strong. After he could even move himself it was all over and he was wrapped by the warm, firm arms being pressed to others man chest. Akira didn't cry. Was just sitting like that, shivering like he had a fever, His stomach hurt as well as the foot he kicked the bed with.. but he only sat there like a doll. After some long minutes from his green eyes tears rolled down. Silent as always Akira started to cry.