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Disclaimer: - I don�t own any of the characters of The Shield, they all belong to Shawn Ryan and FX.
Night � Chapter 18.
Simon was very annoyed; Holland had managed to escape him not physically, but mentally. Yesterday when he�d gone into clean him up Holland had barely registered that he was in the room. He hadn�t spoken to Simon; he hadn�t looked at him. Oh he hadn�t disobeyed Simon either he�d just quietly done what he was told, his head submissively bowed, eyes staring at the floor. Simon had paused to study Holland while he had been sitting on the edge of the bed and had made a mistake in his assessment of the situation. At that point he�d merely thought that Holland had broken and would now be his totally, his to shape, his to mould before the end, which was fast approaching. When he�d gripped Holland�s arm he�d felt the man tense and then almost immediately relax, the fight having gone out of him. After that Holland had obeyed every order given to him by Simon, he�d allowed Simon free access to his body while he�d cleaned him and Simon hadn�t been able to resist indulging himself with a kiss. Holland�s mouth had tasted so sweet, his lips so soft and pliant under Simon�s, and he�d explored every bit of that delicious mouth, his desire for Holland growing with every exquisite sweep of his tongue. Simon had untied Holland and wordlessly taken him back to the bed, after quickly flipping the mattress he�d laid Holland down on his back and had retied his hands above his head. He was going to take him face to face; he was going to look into Holland�s eyes while he pushed himself inside of him. Simon had undressed and the anticipation had already made him hard. He�d decided on no lubrication, some pain would reinforce Holland�s position, ensure he didn�t forget who was in charge, who owned him. Holland had allowed him to push his legs apart and Simon had settled in between them, kneeling he�d pulled Holland�s backside up from the mattress positioning him partly on his lap with his legs on either side of Simon�s hips. Simon had leant his weight forward, his arms braced on either side of Holland�s shoulders he�d looked straight into Holland�s eyes as he�d slowly pushed his erection into Holland�s ass. Slowly, inch by inch he�d forced his way inside, he�d felt Holland�s body stiffen with the pain, he�d seen his facial expression tighten as he finally fully sheathed himself completely inside of that tight heat. However, what Simon didn�t see was the fear, the loathing, the humiliation, the defeat in Holland�s eyes. In fact he didn�t see anything in those eyes, eyes that Simon had delighted in because of their open expression were now shuttered and blank. Simon had been determined to get a reaction from Holland, and so had set a punishing pace, thrusting into him quickly and hard, but all to no avail. Holland�s expression had remained blank. Oh he�d flinched and grimaced when Simon hurt him, when he tore into him with his penis, when he�d leaned down and bitten into the soft, warm skin on his shoulder, Simon�s teeth breaking the skin, drawing blood. However, Simon knew that those were merely physical reactions and he wanted something deeper than that, he wanted a mental connection with Holland, he wanted to be able to see the submission, the defeat in his eyes, not this featureless, blank stare. When Simon had cum he�d collapsed forward on top of Holland and again he hadn�t moved and Simon found he missed that delicious squirming of Holland�s body under him when he�d tried to escape from Simon�s touch. Simon had angrily gotten up and left the room, not speaking to Holland and certainly not allowing him the promised soup. Simon decided that if Holland was determined to ruin his fun then he could just go hungry for the rest of his miserable life. He�d smirked at that thought, that wasn�t going to be too much longer after all.
Unfortunately Simon hadn�t been able to go back to see Holland for the rest of that day. He�d had lots of things to see to, arrangements to be made, and preparations that required his attention. His time here in California would be over soon and he needed to make arrangements to move on, as well as the arrangements for Holland�s last day. So here he was on day six, the last day he really got to play with Holland and he was determined to make the most of it, after all this would be the last few times that he would get to take that delicious body. Simon was also going to make sure that Holland reacted to him properly, no more hiding away in his head for him, Simon was going to make him come out to play, come out to face his demons.
Simon was naked when he entered the room; he�d spent the night before hardly sleeping thinking about what he was going to do today. He had a bottle of water for Holland and a bag with some odds and ends he might need. He saw that Holland was already awake, staring impassively up at the ceiling, unmoving. Simon walked over to the bed and untied Holland�s hands, he was quite sure that even without his present defeated attitude Holland was no longer a threat to him physically. The maltreatment he�d experienced combined with the lack of food and adequate liquid intake had all taken their toll on Holland physically. Simon had been speaking the truth yesterday when he�d told Holland that he�d lost weight over the past few days, and Simon had also noticed that Holland was increasingly unsteady on his feet when he walked. Simon wasn�t sure that Holland would even make it out of the building under his own steam if he left all the doors unlocked and wide-open. After he�d untied him Simon ordered Holland to sit up, which he had done, all be it slowly, then he�d wordlessly handed him the opened water bottle and stood watching as Holland had drunk it down. When he�d finished Simon had said,
"Get up!"
Again Holland quietly obeyed and Simon decided to see how far this show of obedience really went.
"Walk over to the table, bend over it and open your legs." He told the still man in front of him.
There was only a slight hesitation on Holland�st bet before he shuffled his way over to the table, and then he paused, not moving. Simon smiled to himself, so not all of the old Holland was gone. He walked over to the table and prepared to play. Grabbing Holland�s hair in one hand and his arm in the other he shoved Holland down over the table hard, Holland�s head smacking into the table top with an audible thump. Simon slid the hand he had on Holland�s arm down until it grasped onto Holland�s left wrist, and then he repeated the process on the other side. When he had hold of both of Holland�s wrists, his arms pulled out straight behind his back and his body pinned to the table top, Simon leaned forward rubbing his erection against Holland�s buttocks and whispered,
"Don�t think you can hide from me, don�t think you can escape into your head and get away from me. I own you, I want you, I love you and you�ll stay with me forever, and there is no escape. Do you understand that hmm�do you understand that there isn�t going to be any rescue, your colleagues have already given up on you? I�ve been giving them clues you know, in the tapes I�ve given them clues that even an idiot could follow, but they�re not here are they. Do you know why huh? They don�t want you back, you disgust them, you�re weak and pathetic, they aren�t looking for you any more. They�ve watched you whore yourself to me, they�ve watched you squirm and moan and cum for me, they know you belong to me now. You realise that don�t you Holland, you belong in the dark and the filth because that�s what you are, you can�t be with them anymore because you�d make them dirty, you�d pollute them and you wouldn�t want to do that would you hmm?"
When Holland failed to answer Simon pulled his arms across his back, because he was holding the wrists and they were pulled behind Holland he knew it would feel to Holland as if he was dislocating his shoulders. Holland whimpered in pain and Simon hissed,
"I asked you a question! You wouldn�t want to pollute them with your filth would you?"
"N...n�no." Holland stammered.
"Good boy." Simon said letting Holland�s arms relax a little, lessening the pain in his shoulders. "Now let me show you my love."
With that he plunged into Holland�s body with so much force that he forced himself fully inside in one long, brutal thrust. Holland�s body tensed and a pained gasp escaped from him. Simon didn�t pause he just began to thrust as hard as he could, he didn�t have to worry about causing damage to Holland now, the end was so close that any injuries he inflicted now wouldn�t have time to become infected. Simon still held onto Holland�s wrists and every time he pulled his hips back he also pulled back on them knowing he was causing agonizing pain to shoot across Holland�s shoulders and chest. With every lunge into Holland�s ass Simon made sure he was as brutal as possible, he made sure he did as much internal damage as possible. He could feel Holland�s blood, hot and wet lubricating his way, and glancing down he could see it trickling down the insides of Holland�s thighs. Simon could feel sweat running down his forehead as he kept up the punishing pace, he could hear Holland�s pain filled gasps and sobs, his own grunts of pleasure. As he felt his climax building he let go of Holland�s wrists and thrust into him as deeply as he could, his hands grasping Holland�s hips. As he felt his cum shooting into Holland�s bowels he pulled his hands into fists, gouging trails in the already bruised flesh of Holland�s hips. Simon slumped forward onto Holland�s back, the wordless, intense sex having drained him momentarily. He lay there feeling the trembling body under him gradually still, the sobs slowly subside and then he heard one single muffled word,
"Why."
Simon smiled to himself and stood up wondering what had taken Holland so long to ask the question.
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