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He Likes Control	By : quigonrules Category: G through L > Gilmore Girls Views: 9852 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I own nothing of GG, it is all owned by the wonderful Amy Sherman-Palladino. I make no money from this story.

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Jess couldn’t believe that he had had the unfortunate luck of running into new and improved Dean. After their first session Dean had left him there while he finished unloading the truck. Once everything was inside, Dean had untied his ankles and put some weird spreader bar on them making it impossible to walk right or to run at all.
“What?” Dean asked “We can't have you running off now can we?”
Jess shook his head no. He was so furious with himself for getting himself into this position. What the hell was wrong with him? Why didn’t he fight back? “Oh that’s right,” he thought, “because he has me in all these weird kink crap and I can’t find an advantage. He would kick my ass like this.” Jess helped unpack and find places to put things. At one point Dean’s cellphone rang and he stepped outside to take it. Jess took the opportunity to look around the apartment more, to get a better sense of his surroundings. There was the living room when you first stepped into it, with the kitchen next, with a cutout half wall where you could see into the kitchen from the living room. There was a small hallway next to the kitchen at the edge of the living room that led to a bathroom, the bedroom where Jess had been flogged earlier and another room that had it’s door shut. Jess tried to open it but it was locked. Jess jumped as he heard the door shut and hurried as fast as he could with the spreader bar on, his heart pounding. He tried to make it look like he was coming out of the bedroom. Dean came around the corner just as Jess stepped out of the room. Jess looked at his face, it didn’t look upset which made his heart slow down.
Dean walked up to him, Jess lowered himself onto the floor into a kneeling position and looked at the ground. This had been the first rule taught to him by his new Master. Internally Jess shook with rage from the humiliation, but didn’t want to face the consequence of Dean seeing it. Dean patted his head and Jess fought the urge to pull his head back.
“I have to go to the store, we don’t have any food and we need some other supplies. Only question is what to do with you.” Jess’s heart jumped at this news. If Dean left then he could have a chance to escape.
“Part of me wants to just leave you here and trust that you would stay here with just my collateral.” he tapped his pocket referring to the camera. “But I’m not that dumb. Come” He walked into the bedroom and Jess rose and followed him. A few minutes later Jess was tied spread eagle to the bed.
“There we go. And one final touch” he brought the ball gag up to Jess’s mouth. Jess hesitated, not wanting it back in, it made his jaw hurt and it tasted like shit. Dean raised an eyebrow.
“If you refuse this you will have earned another punishment. Then, instead of having this one, you will have to wear this while I’m gone instead.” Jess saw Dean pick up another gag. Only this one had what looked like a dick coming out of it. “Oh and this part,” he pointed to the dick, “goes in your mouth.”
The thought of this truly frightened Jess and he opened his mouth willingly.”Good boy” Dean said and gently stroked the side of his face again. Jess hated being patronized, but also felt this tiny ping of something else. He wasn’t sure what it was but it made him feel weird.
“I’ll be back soon, and ideas on what you want to eat?” Dean chuckled “oops, I guess I should have asked you that before. Oh well.” With that he turned off the light and shut the door. Jess could hear him walking around the apartment for a minute or two but then heard the front door open and shut with a lock. For the first time Jess was alone to process his thoughts.
“What the complete fuck?” he pulled on his arms and legs, there was very little give. He knew he was stuck there. So Dean was holding him captive. DEAN was holding him captive. That in itself was enough to make his blood boil. Plus apparently he was back with Rory. His Rory. The thought of it made Jess sick. “So what to do” he continued to think, “If I try to fight my way out, I’m going to lose. I might be a fighter, but…” he sighed trying to be honest with himself. “I can’t take him in a fight. Especially when he has the advantage. Okay, so I guess I play this out… be the good little submissive he wants.” the thought of it made his stomach churn. “Maybe if he thinks he has me under his control he will ease some of all this. Maybe he will slip up. Or… maybe he will let me see her.”
His thoughts stilled as visions of Rory cascaded through his mind, her smiling at him. Her mouth on his, her face heartbroken when he told her he loved her and ran away. “Shit,” as tears formed in his eyes “No wonder she ran to him. I broke her heart.” After that Jess tried to stop thinking about everything. He eventually fell into a light sleep. He awoke sometime later not knowing how much time had passed. The clock that he had setup was just out of his line of vision. He listened closely to hear Dean could be heard anywhere in the apartment. Nothing but silence filled his ears. A fear began to rise in him, what if something happened to Dean? What if he was in an accident! Or left him there on purpose… “SHIT!” He screamed into his head and began to pull harder on his ties. They still held firm. He forced himself to slow and deepen his breaths. If he went into a panic attack right now it would only make things worse. He had to try to stay calm. He fought his anxiety for a while longer until he actually believed his deep breaths. Eventually he was calm again. That’s when he heard it, the front door unlocked, and opened. Jess couldn’t believe the relief that spread over his body as he heard footsteps in the apartment. He strained his ears to try and pick up every detail. The front door was closed and relocked. Bags or something was put down in the kitchen, then footsteps coming toward the bedroom. Jess zeroed in on the door handle as it began to turn. Jess’s heart stopped, as he saw her bright blue eyes and short brown hair. He was looking into the eyes of Rory Gilmore.
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