Reversed Roles (First male)

[Damostat]

(This rp is meant to imitate that of the movie Hard Candy which has left me wanting to do a little something like this. Responding male shall take the role of a pedophile in disguise, thinking he is seducing a boy back to his own house, the boy willingly agrees, gets back home, knocks out the man and tortures him psychologically and physically. There is a reason it's non yiff too.)

Damo sat at the cafe table, a hot chocolate being passed between his hands, his eyes glaring out the window in the hope that the man who he invited wouldn't leave him standing on his toes. He stared at his watch anxiously, seeing he was 10 minutes late. He began to get worried, perhaps he wasn't going to show? He sighed and gulped down the rest of the warm, bittersweet liquid. Not the best he had tasted, but it would suffice. He rubbed his forhead softly, his eyes frequently darting to his wrist, the numbers seeming to change rapidly. Stood up. Great. He walked over to the counter, pulling out his wallet and ordering 2 cookies and another hot chocolate for himself. Although he was quite the lithe yet relatively muscular 14 year old, he sure loved to eat his sweet stuff.

[Damostat]

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[Damostat]

(Bump again ^^)

[-Zega-]

Bump for the justice that I failed this poor guy due to my inept, retarded ass.

[ChesterWuff]

(No more bumps for justice, as if Damostat wishes it, I shall take the role that he wishes filled if he wishes me to, if so I'll play my horse character Chess)

[Damostat]

(Thankyou so very much. Please PM me, I have a couple of little rules to give, nothing big)

[ChesterWuff]

Chess stretched himself out as he walked along, having just finished teaching a meditation class and his legs aching a bit from the prolonged postures but it was a good ache, knowing he needs to keep his muscles strong, and his mind collected, helps him to better take advantage of his 'lovers' after all. He was dressed in a pair of loose black sweats and a blue tank top, it was chilly out but not too bad, a thick fog having settled in the town as he makes his way over to the cafe, hoping that his date hadn't left, stupid class had ran longer than he meant too.

Walking into the quite desserted cafe the strong horse looks around, his muscles visible in his tanktop, defined and strong but not overly done, his mane of head fur slightly damp from the fog. Trying not to get his hopes up he looks around before smiling as he spots the only other occupant, a twinge in his loins as he takes in the beautiful boy, his eyes dashing over his figure as he walks over, leaning on the counter and pulling out his wallet "Here let me pay for that" were his first words to the boy, a coy smile on his face "Damo I presume?" his voice casual and obviously happy.

[Damostat]

Damo turned his head at the smooth yet acute voice being fed to him. A wide smile played across his face as he gave a small nod, "I sure am. You must be Chess then. Thankyou for paying." He moved over to a seat as he pulled the horse along and pushed him into a seat, sitting down opposite him. "Alright, now spill it. We've been talking online for a good month now, you invite me here to this cafe and never tell me how sexy you are! How could you do that?!" He giggled softly and took a big bite of a cookie, washing it down with a large gulp of hot chocolate. "Hiding stuff like that is a bit devious in such a meeting."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess smiles and follows the boy over to the table,taking in his looks and figure, more beautiful than he could have thought, a paragon of youth. Chuckling softly he follows the boy as he puts his wallet away, sitting down across from him and listening with a gentle smile on his face "Well suffice to say I didn't want you to meet me just cause you thought I was sexy, that would be shallow" he smiles and winks at him "Where as you obviously lied, shame on you for not telling me how handsome you are"

A soft smile playing across his face as his mind races over how well this is going, taking note of the boys species, size and letting his eyes dart over him in a fashion just atlittle to quick to be seen, able to see he is well into or done with puberty, the perfect age, just his type of boy. "And as for devious? Well lets just say I was hoping that you might be entranced enough to join me for dinner today? After all it is getting late and the rain is coming after the fog." a playful smile promising the boy good times in more than one way

[Damostat]

Damo took another bite of a cookie, tapping his chin softly. "Well, my brother is the one who dropped me off here. My parents are pretty much non existant these days. They're staying at vegas for a few months, blowing our life savings I presume. I'll just give my bro a call and say I'll be having dinner at a friend's house." He gave a daring little smile, almost flirting with the man. He finished up his hot chocolate, starting on his final cookie. He looked down at his bag, seeing the flap was open, quickly covering it and the innards...

[ChesterWuff]

Chess smiles softly at the boy and nods to him, his mane having dried by now so he finally pulls on a sweat shirt with a hood on it "It's settled then you can have dinner and maybe stay the night with me hmmm?" he asks with a soft smile. Through the smile his eyes were working on how best to get him in bed, his eyes darting to the bag as he closes it, trying to get a glance at whatever is in there, the boy having obviously closed it in a hurry

[Damostat]

Damo merely giggled again, wagging a finger, "I'm not that easy mister. We'll just see how dinner goes." He picked up his bag, wrapping it over his shoulders and getting up, munching down the final section of his cookie, cookie crumbs spread all over his chin and his cheeks. He pulled on the horse's paw, smiling, "Come on then! Let's go to your house. I want to see if living alone is as luxurious as you said it is."

[ChesterWuff]

Smiling the horse nods to him and holds the boy's hand as they exit the little cafe, letting his hand slip away from the boy's and up to rest around his shoulders, a more convincing public gesture and one that brings up less suspcion. "Heh, well hopefully your not easy but maybe eager by the sound of it." He smiles and leads them to a moderatly comfortable part of town as the rain just begins to roll in, leading them up to a nice two story house, fairly comfortable with a beautiful yard and a victorian motif

[Damostat]

As Damo wandered through the haze, he patted his bag very softly, a small, devious smile lit up on his face most of the way there. As they appeared on the front doorstep of the most amazing house he had ever seen, he couldn't help but drop his jaw, "FUCK you wern't kidding! This place is beautiful! How much would a house like this set you back?" He rushed up to the front door, looking around the backyard. "I can't wait to see inside!"

[ChesterWuff]

Chess chuckles at the boy's reaction, walking up to the door and unlocking it with a simple number combination punched into a keypad near the door, digital, so much more reliable than simple locks and keys. "Well you'd be surprised, I actually bought it when it was a bit run down, spent some time fixing it up, looks nice now doesn't it?" he asks with a soft smile, leading the boy in and closing the door behind him, silently locking automaticlly as heads towards his master bedroom near the backyard, a large four poster bed with comfortable furnishings and a large flat screen, a sliding glass door revealing a well done yard. "Why don't you lay on the bed while i get on clean clothes?" He says with a gentle smile

[Damostat]

Damo giggled again, "Like I said, I'm really not that easy. Have you got anything to drink around here? My parents never let me drink, but my brother does occaisonally. Don't you think this is a good occasion?" He asked him with a charismatic smile. He was only asking for trouble asking for alcohol in a stranger's house...but perhaps it was purposeful? Perhaps he was playing the situation like a real game of Chess? He walked over to the kitchen, opening up the fridge, "Woah, healthy man eh?"

[ChesterWuff]

Chess chuckles and nods as he slips out of his clothing, feeling glad to be out of the used and sweaty clothing, wearing only a blue jockstrap that barely holds back his large endowment, with a smile as he hears the boy talks he walks to the door way, easily visible from the kitchen, speaking to the boy as he grabs a towel "Yes I have some beer and a bit of vodka but I really prefer wine, I've got some good vintages in the small fridge on the counter" Indeed, there was a very small clear fridge with various types of wines in it "But go easy okay?" he says with a smile, letting the boy get an eyeful of his body before going to take a shower.

[Damostat]

Damo scaled the horse's body, purring loud enough for the horse to hear him. "Will do, sexy." He gave a wink and turned back to the fridge, taking out the vodka and some of the orange juice out of another compartment. He began to mix screwdrivers, taking a little something out of the bag he had dumped infront of the counter. Morphine. Enough to knock someone out for a good our and a half. He made 2 drinks, one with wine, one with a screwdriver. He poured the whole bottle into the glass of vintage wine, smiling to himself. He flipped up his phone and called his brother. "Hey bro. Yeah I'm gonna be late again tonight. Okay. See you later."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess smiled soflty as he washes himself up, murring as he thought of what was to come later tonight, many things hopefully if his little guest is as willing as he seems. These thoughts pushed blood down into him and pooled in his groin, nickering softly he strokes himself just a bit, enough to get him hard enough to have it hang down between his legs, full and ready to grow more and get some attention. Smiling and noding to himself he finishes washing himself up and goes to the closet, but a small smirk brings across his face, putting his towel over his shoulder he walks out to the kitchen wearing nothing with his maleness hanging out, like he didn't even care.

With a smile and a meaningful wink at the boy Chess walks over, giving him a kiss on the cheek and smiling as he sits at the counter, regarding the drinks "Heh, a screw driver? Well I suppose you'll get better taste when you get older, not that you don't have it already, look at who you picked" he smiled at him and flicked his head back so his head fur fell behind his ears, picking up the glass of wine and taking a sip.

[Damostat]

Damo flipped his phone back down, shoving it into his pocket. He turned to say something, his jaw sticking at the amazing sight of the endowed horse. He blushed hard and cleared his throat. "Heh, I guess you're not that secretive around the house then?" He picked up the screwdriver, taking a good gulp, making a cringing face at the burning of the alcohol, soon sighing and looking up at him, pointing to his drink. "Don't slow down on me mister." He turned his head, looking up on the wall. He walked over to a picture on the wall, studying it. "Who's this guy? One of your boyfriends?" He giggled softly, seeing he was about his age, the photography of the picture one of a professional. "Did you take this yourself? It's very good." He looked around, seeing a few others like it, all of them the same age.

[ChesterWuff]

Chess chuckles and smiles softly, licking his lips a bit and taking a moment to mentally asses the wine, a smirk coming onto his face, the boy having definatly chosen a good brand and year, looking at the bottle to confirm his suspicions, one of his best bottles. Smiling the horse follows the boy, his meat hanging down between his legs idly, almost looking as if it's enjoying the freedom and air "No not much in secret in this house, I like to let people know all they want to know about me, my house, anything like that." He sniffs it a bit then takes a long deep draw from the glass, enjoying the stinging sensation and the strong flavor, full and rich, turning to face the large pictures with a smile on his face.

Damo was correct, they were all pictures of boys about his age, all artfully done with many types of furrs, but they all shared one thing, they were either completly naked or barely clothed, yet with a tasteful sense to it "Well these I did take by myself, a bit of a hobby, whenever I meet someone particularly striking, like you" he says with a soft smile "I try to get them to agree to tasteful picture, and the one your looking at, my nephew, sweet boy, if not a bit cocky from knowing how attractive he is"

[Damostat]

Damo slowly pondered over the pictures, occasionally taking sips at his drink. He looked over to the horse's drink. Nearly half empty. He took down a picture of a small, naked raccoon. Couldn't have been older than 10. He rubbed his chin slightly and nodded. "You must have spent most of your life doing these. This one is dated from 10 years ago. You were always the charmer then were you?" He giggled again, having more of a wander around the first floor. A striking feature of the house arose from near one of the open spaces. A small rock garden outlined by a pine border. He whistled in amazement, still gazing around at the pictures. "Say, do you think you can do one of these with me? Come on, finish up your drink and grab your camera. I'll give you something model worthy." He giggled again, mischeivously this time.

[ChesterWuff]

Chess smiled softly as the boy looked over all the photos he had taken of his lovers over the years, though indeed did pray on boys, young ones at that, he had never raped or forced anything, he had charmed and seduced them, being kind and never lieing, letting them get to know him and him them before trying to get them into bed. He knew most of society thought him in the wrong but he had never hurt anyone, he had even kept up correspondance with most of the boys, some of course went straight afterwards, a lost cause. Most of them didn't hate him at all, a few even thanked him for the wonderful times that he had with them, and continued if they wished it. The current photo the boy was looking at was when he just started, too young, a mistake, to make up for it he had kept in touch with the racoon, been kind, treated him well, and now they were good friends, leaving the past behind.

While lost in his thoughts the stallion sipped slowly at his wine, his mind mildly enjoying the full flavors before being brought back to earth by the boy's words, walking over to the back door he smiled softly and placed a hand on Damo's shoulder "If you really want to I could take some photos, but only if your okay with out your clothes on infront of me that is" he says with a soft smile, walking to his bedroom and getting his camera

[Damostat]

Damo gave a nod, knowing since he had just finished the wine, the effects would soon take place. He crossed his arms, leaning against a doorway. He checked his watch and nodded. It would be about 2 minutes before anything happened. He walked over to his bag, taking out a cd and putting it into the stereo. A dance track. He leapt up onto the couch before noticing the horse, "Come on Chess, shoot me baby." He began a slow, sexy dance to the music which hung in the air heavily, a quick bass beat rumbling through the floor. "Shoot me Chess."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess couldn't help but smile at the boy's enthusiam and apparent eagerness, chuckling and stumbling over, he must be a bit more buzzed than he thought "Thats what I get for chugging down the good wine" he thinks to himself with a smile, taking a moment to ready his camera, checking he has enough film and knowing the indoor lighting is good enough for just these shots. Lifting his camera he smiled softly and began to snap a few photos, walking around him to get different angles and some good shots, smiling he lower the camera "Mmm very nice, now why don't you lose some clothes and we'll get some more shots then move out to the rock garden?" he suggests with a smile, feeling lightheaded now

[Damostat]

Damo giggled softly, walking over and tapping him on the nose. "Perhaps I am that easy after all?" He hurried over to the rock garden, standing ontop of it, slowly pulling off his shirt, revealing his developing young chest. Tufts of fur had just begun to grow out on him above his normal coat. He continued his slow, rythmic dancing and swaying, smiling at the horse as he stumbled, faking a concerned look, "Are you okay? What's wrong?"

[ChesterWuff]

Chess smiled softly and got his balance back, giving the boy a once over, nickering a bit, surprised that the handsome young bear is so fit and trim, not that he doesn't mind them big but this is a new one on him, a thin bear. A goofy smile crossed his face as he snapped a few more pictures before lowering his camera "Heh, nothing, just alittle more buzzed than I thought" he says as he walks up, murring and caressing the boy's chest before letting his hand slide down over his smooth abs and rest on his waistband, lightly playing with it and looking up at the boy for permission as he feels a bit disoreintated now, the morphine really begining to kick in

[Damostat]

Damo felt the soft hand caress his chest as he gave a smile, putting a paw onto the top of his head, looking into his eyes. They were hazy and unfocused. He straight away pushed on the horse's chest, hard, watching him fall to the floor as the morphine took its effects, knocking him out cold. "Nighty night horsey." It was then that he began his work. He grabbed an office chair, putting the unconscious Chess into it, going back to his bag and taking out some duct tape and rope, tying him and taping him to the chair securely, knowing there was no way he could escape. Plus, all of the knots were at the back of the chair, so he wouldn't be able to undo them. He picked up the camera, looking at it and sighing, placing it upon the counter top in the kitchen and picking up a hammer from his bag. He smashed it into a million pieces, taking the film and rolling it up into a container, placing it back into the satchel. Now, he just had to wait for him to wake up...

[ChesterWuff]

Chess wasn't aware he was falling till his body slammed into the ground, the impact rattling his frame as his mind passes into the realm of unconciousness and dreams, his body still and peaceful, his eyes rolling around in his head in forced REM sleep. His dreams were to say the least odd, consisting of a a mocking smile, a set of fangs draining his blood and images of his mistake with the racoon boy, one he had tried too and still trys to make right to this day. Finally after about and hour the horse begins to stir, his eyes blinking a few times in the light before looking around and spotting the boy "Damo?...."

[Damostat]

Damo stood before the horse patiently, waiting for him to wake up. Hearing his own name muttered, he gave a smile, one that mocked Chess. "Welcome back. I'm surprised you woke up so soon but you know, I wasn't too sure in the first place how much of this stuff to put in." He showed him the bottle of morphine, tossing it over his shoulder before going into the kitchen and pouring a glass of water. He walked over to the horse, putting it to his lips before raising a paw, "It's real water, scouts honour."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess looked around a bit dazed as the boy spoke, trying to shake off the vestiges of sleep and getting a look a the bottle, relazing a moment later he is tied up, not struggling because he would just waste his energy, instead just drinking down the offered water, not caring if it's spiked or not. Finishing the drink he looks at the boy and just says one word to him as he looks down "Why?"

[Damostat]

Damo pulled the water back, placing it upon the floor. "Why? Take a look around you Chess. There is something wrong here." He leaned in very close, his face about an inch from the horse's. "A man lives alone, his motife obvious, the pictures revealing far too much. Did it ever occur to you that if any boy was to call the police you'd be arrested like that?" He snapped his fingers. He pulled back, sighing, "No, I guess not." He picked up the glass of water, drinking half of it himself before placing it back on the counter top. He began to root around in the drawers, pulling stuff out as if looking for something.

[ChesterWuff]

Chess listened to the boy speak to him as if he had known nothing, contrary he had taken all this into account each time he risked taking a boy home, not speaking this of course, for though it sounds strange, each time he did so, his charms and kindness had brought the boys over, after he had explained himself obviously, as he promised himself he would never truely take advantage of anyone and had let boys leave if they wanted too.

He vaugely wondered what the boy was looking for as he rooted around in the kitchen, speaking to him as he remains stationary "So you think just like everyone else right? That I'm totally wrong, a horrible person, without even knowing anything about me, what I do, how I act? Your like that?" his voice soft, not accusing, almost hurt, he hated to be judged, he had too much of is as a kid for being gay.

[Damostat]

Damo just giggled lightly, "Oh but that's where you're completely wrong Chess. I know alot about you. I know where you keep your slippers in the morning. I know where you work. I know how you move on each and every one of these boys to the point where you pray on their mentality, each one willingly going along for pleasure. Do you know why? They wouldn't know better. They haven't been taught the proper sexual conduct." He walked around to his front again, a scowl upon his face, "Sometimes you go too far, they fight back and you COMPLETELY lose control and you hurt them."

[ChesterWuff]

The horse winces as if struck by a blow, turning his eyes upon the young grizzly and still smirking just a bit "Oh, you know everything about me do you? So then I'll assume that you know what happens afterwards right? You know everything I do afterwards what happens to them as they get older, what I say and explain to them? If so then you shouldn't be so mad but if you don't then I understand." He closes his eyes for a minute as if steeling himself then turning to face Damo again "And hurting them...I did it once and I've never done it since, I'm still trying to make up for that to this day, the photo you saw, the racoon dated 10 years ago? I'm still trying to make that right, after all I've done I'm still trying." Using what little leg power he has he manages to turn the chair around not facing him "Society says what I do, what I like, heck even what I am is wrong, an abomination of nature, I'll spare you the whole NAMBLA speech but I don't care. You all may think I'm wrong and I agree there are those who are terrible, who are depraved, but there are those who are not, like me. I won't be judged by you or society, if they feel that I deserve punishment I'll take it but I won't be judged by an imperfect society molding reality to fit it's own beliefs governed by those in power and religion"

[Damostat]

Damo grabbed the chair arms, running hard and fast, smashing the wheeled chair straight into a wall. He walked up to Chess, leaning in close again. "You may be acting innocent, but I know the real you. I have met that raccoon quite a few times now believe it or not. He told me precisely how you reel in your catch. I don't care what society thinks about you or even religion. Listen to a child who has experienced what you never have. You are sick." He pulled the chair away from the wall, rolling it into one of the bedrooms as he began to dig into chests of drawers. Letters were found. "Hmm, you wont mind if I open these do you? Hmm, they're from Michael. The raccoon I suppose?" He peeled one open, taking out a slip of paper.
"'Dear Chess. I can't take what you're doing anymore. Leave me alone. My arm has only just begun to heal.' You know, you can try as hard as you like to fool me into thinking you're doing the right thing. This kid's words tell a whole other story."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess let out a grunt of pain as the chair slammed into the wall, jarring his head and causing his vision to blur for a moment, glaring at Damo with his jaw set firm, not speaking as he is moved into his own bedroom, watching the boy move and thinking he really has been watching him for awhile now to know where he keeps these letters, the one's he kept as a reminder of how he did wrong. "I've told you I'm sorry, I've been trying all my life to redeem what I did to Michael, I've never hurt anyone like that since, never." he says determined, knowing his words to be true and knowing that he has continued to talk with Michael. He knew he did wrong and he tried every day to atone for it, but he can't stop being who he is, and what he does. He gets physical pleasure out of it sure, but so does his partner. He simply closes his eyes and retreats to the haven of his mind, going over his past again, forcing himself to re live his mistakes, not knowing why such a seemingly sweet boy would want to do all this.

[Damostat]

Damo merely shook his head, "Don't give me this crap. I was molested as a child. I've been in the presence of someone who thought it was causing only pleasure to us both. You don't know the psycological harm it gives us. We have to keep it a secret, locking it deep inside of us until one day we can release it in therapy. Do NOT give me this shit about 'it's pleasureable for both of us.' All you're doing is suiting a need which all of us get. Pretty fucking selfish if you ask me." He kept on searching, wandering through every room, even upstairs where he looked and looked. Finally, he came down to where the tied up horse was. "You know, I have looked through this whole house. Everything. And I have not found a single bit of porn. I mean, all guys have porn in their crib right? Nothing against us, it's really just how we're raised." He slowly walked infront of him, once again leveling his face close to Chess's. "Then I began thinking. The pictures on his wall, maybe those are his porn? But I'm sure those can't be his stroke shots. Whatever he has must be so...juicy...it needs its own little hiding place hm?"

[ChesterWuff]

Chess let out a soft laugh at the boy's words, shaking his head and smirking a bit "Child porn is illegal remember? I may be a sick twisted fuck as you say but I obey laws to an extent. The photos on the wall, I could just say they come from a time before all that stuff was illegal, and I really do find the boys beautiful, just like I do you still. And I'm sorry for you, I'm not sure what has happened to you or others, but I know what I am and what I'm not" His voice sure of his words "But if I'm fitting it to suite my needs, isn't that what everyone does? Women get boob jobs to look prettier, people get botox cause they want themselves to look younger, transexuals want to be women so they change. I know you think I'm wrong, I know what the world thinks of me and I can only say I'm sorry and offer you my sentiments, I don't want to hurt or rape, and I don't"

[Damostat]

It was Damo's turn to laugh. "Keep talking. It will only embarrass you further." He pulled the chair out and before the rock garden, looking down. "You see, I think this would be a perfect hiding spot, don't you?" He slowly pushed back some of the rocks around the place, his hands feeling underneath. Sure enough, he found an electrical keypad and a lock, again laughing. "So, what's the combination Chess? Or will I have to figure it out myself? I am an honour student after all." He walked over to a picture of the raccoon, completely naked, looking at the back of it and nodding. "3/19 first with Michael. Was that the first time you met, first time you boned him or was that the same thing? Let's see...what year would that have been?" He walked over to the combination, his finger poised over the buttons. "31998? No...31997?" A click. A laugh. "Oh how sentimental you are." He pulled it open, some of the rocks flinging themselves over the garden with a loud clack. He pulled out a cd-rom, looking at it for a moment and tossing it aside. He then pulled out some photos. "Hmm, what's so special about...oh..." One was a top view of a strange man screwing a boy from behind - couldn't have been older than about 9. Another was a group cumming onto a 7 year old who looked bruised and bloodied. Damo was silent for a moment.

[ChesterWuff]

Chess closed his eyes as small tears formed at the edges at his humilation and the boy's obvious distaste for him, wondering where this all went wrong, wondering why such a sweet seeming boy would act, or could act this way. Damo talking about Michael just made him hurt more, looking up as he found the pictures, the cd actually containing the hard copy of his photos up on the wall, and the actual photos....a grim reminder of what he doesn't want to become, what has promised himself never to do, not that he would bother explaing to Damo who seems to be determined demonize and torture him however he can, so he doesn't waste his breath with an explanation not asked for.

[Damostat]

"This is what they make those federal laws for Chess. This is officially sick." Heavy emphasis was put into that word as he stood up, holding a picture infront of his eyes. A bloody, 8 year old fox with a collar and leash around his neck, about to be whipped. "I want you to look at this picture. You tell me this is right. Well? Is it?" He picked up the cd-rom, going over to his bag and taking out a lighter. He walked back and looked the stallion in the eyes. "Don't you DARE tell me this was 'research' or 'a guideline on how not to be.' You should have enough common sense to know how you're not supposed to be, without supporting these vile fiends with any sort of download space." He took the lighter, holding it underneath the disc. "If none of this is truly needed, you will let me burn it all."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess closed his eyes as the photo was held up infront of him, not speaking a word but looking up when the boy held the cd and the lighter infront of him, tears of hurt and sorrow for whatever happened to this boy, this sweet boy, coming to his eyes and coursing down his cheeks, shaking his head soflty he looks down speaking softly to him "Do it then, judge me, hate me, burn it all if you want to, you don't care about knowing me, you just hate me. I accept that, do as you wish to me, your hatred deserves more retribution than a counsler, I'm just sorry you didn't meet me instead" he says softly before becoming silent, bowing his head with his head furr hiding his tears

[Damostat]

Damo only smiled, "I keep telling you. I do know you. I know somewhere under there is a great man. I know that somewhere under there lives a man who really just wants a good relationship, finding comfort with a youth like me." His smile soon turned sour. "But that has been corrupted. As much as you like to think that many of the boys just come away feeling quite happy and content, you are very, very much mistaken. Each boy that you have fucked, I've kept track of. I've contacted them. Each and every one regrets what they did with you." He flicked on the lighter, warping the cd-rom, effectively ruining everything on it. "Here are a few life lessons. If a kid says something flirtatious, you ignore it, you don't encourage it. If a kid says 'Hey let's make screwdrivers' you take the alcohol away and you don't race them to the next drink! I could at this very moment just ring up the police and send you to jail for a few life sentences. That's not going to happen. You don't get off that easy."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess can't help but laugh a bit derisivly at the first part of his statement, tears still flowing down his cheeks for the loss of his art work, something he really did treasure and put time into, his voice sounding hurt but steady "Oh really? Yes I'm sure I could have a real relationship with a beautiful young boy and not get arrested, I'm sure I could care for them, take them out on dates and when they were ready partake of their body and let them partake of mine, all without being arrested. Your totally right." his voice bitter at the words, himself angry they can never be true, and now awaiting whatever the young grizzly decides to do to him.

[Damostat]

Damo saw the tears as he destroyed the artwork he had created. He barely listened to Chess, walking over to each and every frame, taking them and stacking them into his arms until all of them were collected and the walls bare. He walked over to him, placing them all on the floor. "These are probably the last remnants of your artwork unless I'm mistaken. If you can give me an honest, valid reason as to why you fucked each one of these kids, I'll let you keep it. If not? It gets burnt." He slipped a photo from a frame, holding it up. A young wolf, stark naked, his tail lifted and shown from behind. "Daniel, 8/21. I remember telling him about you and he burst into tears - both times I mentioned you. Why do you think he was worth it?"

[ChesterWuff]

Chess looks up now as his pictures are collected and stacked, looking at the one of the young wolf, one he remembers well, speaking to Damo as tears course down his face "Daniel, I remember him. He was a sweet young boy, I met him on the street, that's where he was crying his eyes out after being bullied. I wanted to show him that there is compassion and love in the world, to show him he can be more than a victim" his voice soft and gentle, remembering meeting the young very sad wolf, one of his treasured memories

[Damostat]

"Aww what a touching story. So you took advantage of an emotionally challenged wolf. Well done." The lighter was clicked as a flame engulfed the picture and destroyed it forever. Next up was a cheetah with a large grin on his face, laying down infront of that familiar rock garden, again stark naked. "Look, I'm not even going to waste my time with questions or answers." One by one, he burned each work of art before his eyes. Soon, it was all gone. Of course, secretly, he had taken pictures of each photograph, having snuck into his house a long time beforehand. He knelt in close again, making sure their noses touched. "Just feel lucky I don't burn your house down with you in it."

[ChesterWuff]

The horse laughed and sighed softly as he looked into the grizzly's eyes, trying to figure out what was so horrible that caused him to be like this, no one is born with this kind of hate "Heh, might as well, sounds like you intend to call the cops on me or something, and even if you don't..." he shrugs gently and just looks down again, heart broken by the boy's actions, his art gone, his letters gone, everything that had meant something gone, his past, his attempts at redeeming himself, the good letters too.

[Damostat]

((At any time, find a way to move around in the chair and fight back. I'll knock you out and we can proceed to a new part of the story))
Damo shook his head as he pulled back. "No. Like I said Chess, you don't get off that easy. There are still many things left about you that enrage me. How about the fact that you abducted a child who you apparently claimed looked like he was on his own, when he had clearly explained to you he was with parents hm? Or how about the time you bought a child off of another pedophile to fuck and throw away? Don't deny any of this Chess, I know for a fact you did this." In fact, Damo knew for a good reason. He WAS that child who was bought and thrown away. He wouldn't reveal that for a good while though.

[ChesterWuff]

Something in the horse finally snapped at these words, tired of the lies this boy has been spewing, tired of the skewed views and false accusations, he may be what he is but he never did any of that. Looking up with a glint in his eye the horse shakes his head as if clearing his mane away then giving his head a sharp snap to the side and spinning the chair closer, anger in his eyes as his legs lash out, aiming for his shins.

[Damostat]

Damo widened his eyes and flung himself out of the way of the stallion. He was quite evidently pissed off. He quickly ran into the kitchen, running for the cupboard and rooting around for a particular item. Soon, he found it. A plastic bag. He held it within his hand, hiding behind a wall where Chess was located on the other side. He breathed heavily, waiting for his time to strike. He peered out cautiously, seeing that his back was turned. He leapt out, holding out the plastic bag and hurriedly wrapping it around his head, pulling it tight, desperately trying to knock him out.

[Ciastek]

;] yessssss xD

[ChesterWuff]

Chess yelled as he felt something encase his head trying to break whatever it is off of him, his breathing quickening and actually starting to suffocate himself, his vision becoming blurred and his thoughts slowing. Struggling the horse tries to break away from the chair holding him down but only losing strength as he fights, feeling himself begin to pass out, blackness enveloping his vision before passing out, falling limply foreward in the chair, passed out and naked in the back yard.

[Damostat]

((It's actually inside but never mind))
While the horse had been thrashing, Damo had the chair bash against his chest hard, winding him heavily. He quickly took away the plastic bag when he saw him fall unconscious, clutching at his stomach, doubled over in pain. He repeated over and over to himself, "Oh fuck, oh fuck." He soon regained his stature, pushing the chair over to the mettalic dining table. After untying the stallion and with an incredible push, he managed to get him onto the table, face up. He pulled his arms above his head, tying his hands there to the legs of the table, doing the same with his feet and legs, rendering him immobile and still completely naked. He gathered up the child porn pictures and placed them on the table, sighing.

[ChesterWuff]

This time Chess stayed unconcious, in the blissful oblivion of sleep, even if it is forced, his body limp and powerless even against a kid like Damo. His mind was ever so vaugley aware of what happened to him as he slept, knowing something happened but not what. Soon, about a half hour later he began to awake again, trying to stretch this time and realizing he can't, his eyes snapping open as he looks around at his new situation, on his own kitchen table completly naked and tied to it. He looks around then spots Damo, a frown coming to his face as his eyes scan to see if anything else has changed, only one thing catching his attention, the stack of large photos on the table, confused as he thought that Damo had burned all of the portrait photos he taken of the boys....

[Damostat]

Damo gave a little sigh as he saw Chess wake up. "I was really afraid that it had to come to this. But then again, I suppose it's a good way to get some answers out of you." He picked up one of the child porn pictures. It was of a boy rhino being double penetrated, tears streaming from his eyes. "Why, if you know it's against the law would you ever keep this in your safe?" He showed the horse the picture by holding it above his head and facing down. "You're going to have to tell me sooner or later." He walked into the kitchen, taking out something from the freezer which he had stashed in there beforehand. A bag of ice, no bigger than a foot in length. He stepped back over to the horse, placing it onto his exposed manhood. "Just ignore that, it's not about sex although I have to admit...you are built."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess let out a soft whiney of discomfort as he felt that sharp icey sensation cover his groin, almost feeling his maleness shrink back down away from the unwelcome feeling, a light blush coming to his face at the boy's compliment depsite his situation "Can't help it, it's my breed". Managing to focus his thoughts and hsi mind he looks at the picture the boy is holding up, taking a moment to get all the details before speaking softly "I have this to remind me what not to do, it shows how pathetic it can be, what I don't want to be. I don't want to hurt anyone just for pleasure and I certainly don't want to expose a boy I choose to any other pedophile. I know what I'm like but I don't know what they are like" his voice steady and certain, despite what the boy might say this is why he has it

[Damostat]

Damo shook his head. "That's not good enough Chess. It's pretty easy to mentally remind yourself not to be like these people. Why in hell would you ever need visual reminders? You know for a fact this shit is illegal." He walked over to a bag, taking out a little torch. He shined it on the page. It was a UV light. A large, white spatter was sprayed across it. "And this looks like it was printed from the net. Why does it have a cum stain on it hm? Explain that." He put it back on the table and sighed. "I really didn't want to have to do this Chess, but you've honestly left me no choice."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess closed his eyes and a more of a blush came to his face as the boy brought out the light, in his defense though the picture was a few years old, back when he didn't have the standards he has now, and promises he made himself. "Old, when I wasn't who I am now." he says simply, wondering what the boy hopes to achieve by all this, not sure what the point of this is other than torture to him, he really doesn't know how all this is going to end or how things will be with them, if he he isn't in jail after all this.

[Damostat]

Damo put the picture down. "I don't care how old. The fact is, you're lying outright to me. I know for a fact you have hurt a good lot of children. Do you remember, 8 years ago, you went to a pedophile in hopes for a second boy after Michael? I do. I was that child. You bought me, fucked me and tossed me aside. My life was hell. You destroyed me. Consider this a personal revenge for every little child who has had the same experience. I don't give a FUCK how you treat others. One child is all it takes...which is why I'm repaying a debt to society." He went into his bag, pulling out some shaving cream and a razor. He put them both on the table. "I think everyone will be safer if I do a little preventative maintenance."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess quirks and eye brow at this, not remembering this boy but from the conviction of his words he knows he must be telling the truth, a deep sorrow breaking his heart, realizing the boy is right, if he wants to be anything of what he promised he would be and what he wouldn't he needs to stop his ways, and change them, to as the boy suggested, accepting this. But he still gives a questioning look at what the boy pulls out of the bag, trying to watch him from his prone position.

[Damostat]

Damo picked up the bag of ice, seeing his genitals had shrunken considerably. He smiled and picked up the shaving cream, spreading it all over his crotch and ball bag. "You see, I've been studying these medical procedures at a college I've been going to for a while. I just keep thinking to myself that I'm old enough to perform a successful castration." He started to graze the razor very carefully over the top of his crotch, the fur disappearing slowly.

[ChesterWuff]

Upon hearing this Chess's ears fold back against his head, his eyes going wide and starting to struggle wildly, his muscles bulging with veins as he attemps to break his bonds, putting his whole body into the motions and attempts, his head mane flying every where as he struggles. "No, please god no!" He yells out as he struggles harder, feeling that razor graze over his groin, he wouldn't mind being shaved, that can grow back but he ain't no lizard, he cannot grow his testicles back, feeling the bonds weaken a bit as he trys to escape.

[Damostat]

Damo gave his balls a tight grip, squeezing as hard as he could. "I would stay still if I were you! The ice is there to prevent pain. I could always wait until the blood rushes back in and just tear them out with my hands. But you see, I'm kind enough to allow you the liberty of a clean cut with no infection or too much bloodloss." He could see the bonds slightly weaken and grabbed more rope from his bag, double knotting and very securely holding his wrists to the bar below. He did the same with the feet. "There. Those arn't going anywhere." He went right back to shaving.

[ChesterWuff]

Chess let out a yelp as he felt those young hands squeeze down on him, normally something he would find very enjoyable, a scary reversa, wondering if the boy is really going to to this, turning his head to side to avoid looking as the boy shaves him, staying still while his head fur hides his face, tears coursing down his face as he chews on the ropes holding his wrists down, being still as possible and hoping Damo won't notice.

[Damostat]

Damo giggled lightly. "No point in chewing on those ropes. Steel lined. Your teeth will only be grazing on metal soon enough. I can assure you that it is near impossible to escape. Now please, hold still." Soon enough, Damo was staring at a completely bald crotch. He sighed and put the ice back on. "Sorry, the blood rushed back in while I was shaving, it has to be cooled down again. What should we do while we wait hm? We could make a few phonecalls to your boyfriends. The operative word there being boy."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess lays his head down on the table and doesn't talk, crushed now at his prospects, having no idea how to get out of this and trying not to panic or lose it infront of the boy, keeping quiet and his eyes closed, hiding behind his mane falling over his face, a cool breeze caressing his now bald privates, keeping down a whimper from what is to come for him. Castrated, still having problems believing the boy will do it but...

[Damostat]

Damo pulled out a small kit from his bag. Surgical, filled with scalpels and such. Underneath it, he hid a bulldog clip from view, placing it all on the table and sighing. "I really didn't want to have to do this. I'm afraid with your whole line of work, you really can't be trusted. I say, cut you off from the source. You'll never be able to harm another with this cock of yours. I mean sure you'll be able to suck a kid off but perhaps you'll think twice before you do."

[ChesterWuff]

Seeing the surgical kit the horse shifts, trying to hide his genitals from the demented kid "Please, no. I beg you please don't do it" his voice soft, broken now, his spirit and conviction gone, his mind practiclly destroyed by this whole affair, he'll need a good amount of time by himself to sort his mind out. He pulls on the ropes instictivly in fear, the table actually bending a bit from his strength and the leverage his position gives him.

[Damostat]

Damo chuckled softly. An evil, menacing chuckle. "So. Now you see, the tables have turned quite drastically on you. I was once in your position, tied down, helpless, begging for mercy. Now, just like you, I wont back away. But you know, I wouldn't want you to be here in anticipation. I want you to actually see what's happening." He walked into the bedroom from before, bringing out a videocamera and an AV cable. "I found this back there before. This way you'll be able to see everything you know?" He connected everything, taking something out of his bag before going up to the tv to connect the cables to the television just above the horse's head. He slipped something into the video player unbeknownst to the horse before going back. "Right, that should be enough time. Let's begin."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess closed his eyes and refused to watch his own castration, knowing he won't be in pain but not going to watch his own testicles removed. Biting his lip and waiting for the boy to start, getting the feeling he's going to talk about it the whole time just to torment him, his mane hiding the tears coursing down his face for the most part. "Forgiveness is not required, I accept your hate....but is all this really nessecary? Is this what will take to sake your hate?"

[Damostat]

Damo looked up, giving a smile, "I told you. This isn't anything to do with me. It's just a reminder and a precaution. Now, no more talking okay? I don't want to mess up the incision." An image began to play across the screen. He took away the ice and the bear picked up the scalpel. "Wow we really are numb arn't we? I can assure you that you wont feel a thing. The blood is gone and you'll be fine. Now, let's begin!" He placed the bulldog clip onto his balls, tugging at them slightly and making a long slice down the middle. From there though, he did nothing. It was an imitation. It would all feel like his balls were being taken out, but nothing would happen. What was playing across the screen was a castration video. "Now, you'll feel a slight tug as I have to cut along the seminal vesicle."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess lets out a whimper as he feels the scapel running along his delicate nut sack, the normally velvety soft sac even smoother without his normal velvety furr on it. He let out another whimper as the boy talked, unable to tear his eyes away from the video, disguted and feeling destroyed at the same time, the boy taking away that which makes up his maleness, his abillity to pleasure himself, his male horomones too.

[Damostat]

Damo quickly ran into the kitchen, timing it perfectly in sync with the video and grabbed 2 shot glasses, showing them to the horse. "Just a couple of containers to hold them in." He placed them out of the way of the camera, his hands moving back as soon as the one on the video's did. He had studied everything perfectly. "Okay, first ball coming off...now." He snipped his scissors as he nicked the insides softly, not enough to damage anything. He quickly slipped a lamb kidney he had put onto the table into one of the shot glasses. "Okay! 1st ball, over the hump!"

[ChesterWuff]

Chess lets out a yelp at the pain his mind is only imagaining, too numb to really feel anything or know whats going on down there, but the shot glasses and video too much for him to discern or make sense of on the verge of panicing now but knowing he can't do anything, making soft whimpering sounds every now and then and trying not to look, his lips forming the words "please don't" over and over without sound. Tears leaked from his eyes as he imagined the rest of his life, no longer able to do anything at all, even with a willing underage or over age partner.

[Damostat]

Damo repeated his actions, this time on the left hand side, dropping the kidney into the other shot glass. "And we're done! Wow that was really easy. It's a wonder they don't teach you how to this in boyscouts." He laughed at his own joke, stitching up the cut he had made with a needle and surgical thread. He walked over, turning off the video and walking back to the stallion, grinning. "You did very well." He quickly went over and grabbed a glass, filling it with water and hurrying over to him. "You need to drink this. Even with the numbing you lost alot of blood."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess whimpers as the vidoe plays and he is now a gelding, whimpering as he just can't cry anymore, simply nodding numbly to the boy and drinking down the water, laying his head back with his mane covering his face again, unable to believe that the boy is so jovial and unaffected by what he has done, he really did seem nice if not hurt by his own actions, closing his eyes and hoping for the sweet oblivion of sleep.

[Damostat]

Damo rubbed his paws together and sighed, picking up the shot glasses with the bloody lamb kidneys and scratching his head. "I wonder what we should do with these hm? Should we see how far they bounce?" He began to open the side door before stopping. "No, we wouldn't want a little animal mistaking them for a snack. Maybe we could sew them back in? We had this teacher who sawwed his thumb off in class. He ran to the hospital with ice and they sewed it back on. Didn't bend too well but he could hitchhike and stuff." He walked over to the sink and saw the garbage disposal. He threw them down the sink and turned it on, instantly hearing them being torn up. "Wow. I guess they wern't brass."

[ChesterWuff]

At these words and sight, Chess finally can't take anymore, passing out on the table with his body slumped and limped as best it can be with the restraints in place. Finally shock and the combination of mental/emotional fatigue had set in and taken him down, at least for now. As to for how long, who knew how long he would be out this time. His body fully intact but his brain having had enough and too much shut down for awhile, hoping when he woke up it would all be over.

[Damostat]

Damo watched as Chess's head fell back with a thud onto the table, unconscious. The bear gave a soft sigh and nodded, rooting through his bag to try and remember what else he had brought. A tazer. "This could be very useful." He flicked it off, put on the safety and shoved it into his front pocket. He walked around the house for a little while, looking under the beds, just to see if he could find a few things. In his bedroom, he found a small wooden case. He pulled it out and placed it on the bed. Undoing the latches, he opened it up. A gun. He gasped softly and pulled his cuffs over his hands, not wanting to get any fingerprints on it. He lifted it up and quickly took out the ammunition, knowing if he got a hold of it, there would be no way to fire it. He rooted around in the many cupboards and hiding places too. Many stashes of ammo could be found. When he was convinced he had found them all, he ran outside where a swimming pool was located, took out each shell and poured the gunpowder into it, always being careful not to get fingerprints on any of it. Finally, he disposed of all the shells and placed the gun back where it was. "Not violent eh?"

[ChesterWuff]

Chess dreamed. He dreamed of times past, being forced to relive the worst time of his life, his mistake with the beautiful boy Michael, how he had hurt the boy, how he had hurt others. He writhes and shifts about in his dreams, his body tense if not intact at least. About 2 hours later he just begins to come out of sleep, his eyes slowly opening and trying to look around, wondering if it really happened or if this has all been just a bad dream, something he dreamed up, real or not he was not gonna be the same person. Stretching out he feels something wrong and looks at his arms, letting out a groan as he sees the bonds, it wasn't a dream.

[Damostat]

Damo sighed and wandered back into the lounge room with a smile, placing his hands on the table. "You know, you're kinda pathetic now all layed with no balls. It's gonna be a hard life from here on, I'm sure. No taking public showers. No having sex. Sooner or later you're gonna have to go to the doctors and he'll find out. Don't worry though, I'm sure you'll find a great partner who's really into geldings."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess let out a soft whimper as the boy talked, turned out his dreams were reality, his art, his photos had been burned, he had been captured by Damo and he has been reduced to a gelding. He closes his eyes as the boy's words are harsh and obviously meant to hurt him but that doesn't stop them from hurting him any less. Looking over at the boy the horse doesn't say anything, knowing he probably deserves all this for what he did to Damo such a long time ago, but did he really? Was hate this powerful on such a young one?

[Damostat]

Damo gave a little sigh and ran a finger slowly down his chest. "I still don't believe you've learnt your lesson. This?" He pointed to Chess's crotch. "Is really just the first 2 years after you raped me. You have the last 5 to complete. Do you know why I hate you so much? It's not because you fucked me. It's not because you dumped me. It's because you forgot about me. It just topped it all off. You move from child to child like they're nothing. Well, now I can show you how a kid can fight back."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess closes his eyes as the boy talks, unable to believe that he thinks castrating him in addition to destroying all his stuff is not enough, looking at the boy he speaks softly "I'm sorry for what I did, I'm only furry, and no one is perfect. But your right, I should not have done what I did, if I could I would make it up to you in anyway, anyway at all but it looks like you've taken that into your own hands" he says softly "But I know one thing, though I may no longer be able to fuck, photography is my passion and the body is the best subject. I will continue to photograph people, anyone at all but my favorite subject will still be boy" he has learned his lesson and more to the point he won't be able to be a phedophile further than looking anymore, but he is dedicated to his work, as the photos were proof.

[Damostat]

Damo gave a laugh, looking at the horse in disbelief. "Are you kidding me? Are you saying that I haven't taught you anything over the past hour? You can photograph. You can do modelling shoots, but I'm trying to tell you to stay the hell away from young boys! Their parents wont ever want you doing that to them and they certainly wouldn't want their children anywhere near you. You still obviously need to be here with me until you can see that!" He picked up the camera and placed it on the kitchen counter. "Look, I'm going to go have a shower and clean up a bit. I'll be back later okay? Just stay comfortable."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess rolls his eyes "Sure, let me just get comfortable, I'll put up my feet, have a drink and watch tv" he says, every word dripping with sarcasm as he lays his head back down, thinking the boy is probably right, that he shouldn't be taking photos of boys anymore, maybe teenagers should be more his flavor from now on. Anyways he laid back and tried to ignore his situation as the Damo went to take a shower, his mind wandering and thinking about random things, not much else to do till he gets back

[Damostat]

Damo turned on the shower, but had an idea. He wet his head with his shirt off, quickly putting it back on and sneaking back out, keeping the water running. He hid behind a wall where he could see Chess, but the horse couldn't see him. He simply waited, seeing what he did. He looked under the table, gasping, seeing one of the knots was very loose. He cursed himself silently.

[ChesterWuff]

Chess sighed softly as he heard the shower going, figuring the boy is just tormenting him again with the long shower, making him wait it out and worry over whats next. Feeling a bit stiff he trys to stretch out again, getting as much of his body off the table as he can to stretch out his stiff muscles, to his surprise and pain, one knot comes undone and he crashes to the floor with the sudden unbalance on the table and his body in the air. Letting out a groan he manages to sit himself up a bit on the floor rubbing his head "Well at least I can move again"

[Damostat]

Damo watched with wide eyes as the large horse crashed to the ground. He quickly took out his tazer, flicking the safety off and turning it on, his finger poised upon the button. At any moment, he would go to see him in the shower. It would be then that he would make his move. For now, he hid there silently, waiting for the horse to get up and make his little realisation that he wasn't castrated...

[ChesterWuff]

Chess stretches and stands up, glad to be able to move again, his muscles screaming in relief and his back happy for it to, bending over backwards almost to get all the kinks out. He yawns a bit as one hand rubs the back of his head, the other reaching down and scratching his balls...."Wait balls?!" he thought as he looked back, blinking a few times then shaking his head to make sure he's not dreaming or hallucinating, yup they were there, his own testicles, hairless now sure but at least they are still intact, poking them a couple times to make sure. Despite it all he smiles gently, saying softly to himself "Heh, I guess the boy isn't as mean as he looks", still smiling he walks into the kitchen and pours himself a large glass of ice water, chugging it down and deciding to wait for the boy to be done with his shower.

[Damostat]

Damo sighed softly to himself, just out of ears reach. He snuck very carefully back into the bathroom, turning of the shower tap and counting to 60 twice. This would be the amount of time it took to get dry and put his clothes on. He headed out into the living room, smiling at the horse. "Oh good, you got out. I was wondering how long it would take you." He casually walked into the bedroom, quickly taking out the unloaded gun (which still had the clip, designed purely to look like it was still active) and walking back. He pointed it at the stallion and nodded, "Now if you wouldn't mind, could you step back please?"

[ChesterWuff]

Chess's eyes go wide as he sees the boy walking up with a gun, thinking he must have searched around the house before he woke up. Nodding to him he raises his hands up and laces his fingers behind his head, taking a few steps back and watching him, not affraid to die at this point but wondering what on earth he is doing, voicing his concern "Uh you know how to use that? I don't want you hurting yourself or anyone by accident" his voice gentle and truely caring for his safety

[Damostat]

"Don't give me that shit please just stand there. I'm quite surprised at you you know. You're worrying about my safety when I can pull this trigger right now and end your life completely." He slowly walked up to him and smirked, "Am I still worth something to you? Is that it? Still think you have a chance to get into my pants hm? I'm not convinced you've given up harrassing underagers. Not by a long shot. So really, I feel it's my duty to help you off of that path." He walked right up to him, taking out the tazer and jamming it into Chess's forehead, zapping him into unconsciousness once more.

[ChesterWuff]

Chess screams in agony as the tazer contacts with him, not on his body but right in the head, instant pain lasting as long as he is awake, his screams piercing and loud, pure agony before his body shuts down, going into shock as he becomes numb right before loosing conciousness again, down again into the dark depths of his mind. He tumbled to the ground, slamming hard into it right next to the young bear, his body limp and twitching now as he lays there, his lip bloodied from the fall.

[Damostat]

Damo laughed softly as he fell, getting out larger amounts of ropes than he had before. He grabbed a chair and tied them to the support beams along the roof, then around the chest of the horse. He pulled as hard as he could, allowing the ropes to become a pulley system as he landed him, standing upright upon the chair. He then created a small noose and tied it tightly around his neck, putting that into the support beam. He simply waited now for him to wake up...

[ChesterWuff]

Ches groaned as he woke up, vaugely wondering what kind of situation he has gotten himself into this time, or really what Damo has done to him this time. He blinks a few times and looks around, registering he is up higher than he should be and a pressure on his neck, looking down he realizes he is standing on the chair, held up by his chest and with a noose around his neck. His eyes go wide with barely repressed panic as he looks down at the boy.

[Damostat]

Damo snapped the ropes around his chest with a hard pull, yanking them away and grabbing his paws, tying them together tightly. "There we are. Comfortable? I thought this would be quite a nice position to be in. Oh and by the way? The gun was never loaded. All your ammo has been destroyed. I found so many stashes around the place. Why? Someone who lives alone with a great alarm system surely doesn't need so much firepower? Explain why this is for me Chess."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess nods to him, a reasonable question after all "It's not for power, but protection. I don't always associate with the most genial people and I need to be able to defend myself. I know this might not make sense, but to you it probably does. It's not a nice world out there, and I'm not gonna be caught flat footed" his words simple and his voice even, the words of any concerned home owner, all security systems can be defeated after all.

[Damostat]

Damo gave out a short, simple laugh. "I'd like to deduce a few things here. You say you need protection. Protection from whom? Are the sort of people you'd hang out with dangerous in any way? Perhaps other pedophiles wanting in on your work? Maybe you sell off these so called 'artistic pictures' hm? If not them, maybe it's protection from the police or authority figures? If you lived alone, not associating with the wrong people and living a clean life like you told me, you wouldn't need one of these. Start telling the truth here Chess, it doesn't pay to piss me off right now." He put his foot on the chair he was standing on, wobbling it slightly.

[ChesterWuff]

Chess nods softly to him and sighs "I use it for protection on the streets when I go out, not a safe world now adays, having ammo stashed around the house is sensible just incase." he looks at the boy and chuckles a bit "I have other hobbies too, collecting guns and swords is just one of them, if you check the basement where I keep all this stuff you'll see tons of stuff like that, collecters swords, intricate firearms all that"

(Gah, sorry brain not working to well right now, plus your kind of in control)

[Damostat]

(Hehe, don't worry about that. Whatever you can manage into 3 lines is good enough for me. I'm surprised you can do anything at all really. I've got you up there good and tight)
Damo gave a nod, "I know. They too have been disposed of. I just want you to get an image here of what it's like to have nothing in your life. This is what I was reduced me when you fucked me. I have to admit, I did lie. My parents arn't in vegas, I have no parents. My older brother adopted me with an acclaimed wife and has kept me safe ever since. I practically don't exist to the world. I could kick this chair away from you right now, clean up around the place and you would just be another memory, found along with stacks of child pornography."

[ChesterWuff]

The horse lets out a soft laugh, looking down at the boy from his very compromising position, just smiling gently at him before speaking "Well I'm sorry, I'm so very sorry. But I look at you and I don't see a killer, I see someone very sad, feeling very alone. I wish I could make you feel better but you hold nothing but hate for me. I'm sorry I caused that." his voice soft, as if not caring for this world anymore, merly caring what he did to this boy.

[Damostat]

Damo looked up at him. "Do you know what would make me feel better? Don't go near another adolescent again. Stay the fuck away from them. Maybe get a boyfriend who is of the age. I can't be convinced you'll do that. Perhaps I should just leave you here hm? Soon fatigue will become of you and you'll have to fall asleep. Maybe you'll die of thirst before that? Who knows. I'll make sure to tell Micheal you said sorry."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess closes his eyes as he listens to Damo "I've said sorry so many times to that boy and you should know it if you know so much about me. All I can say is I'm sorry to you, and I am" he says softly as he closes his eyes and bows his head, a few tears running down his cheeks, scared but ready.

[Damostat]

Damo saw the sheer amound of pain that Chess had in his eyes. He gave out a sigh and put his foot to the chair. "I wish this could have been under better conditions Chess, I really do. I'll say to Micheal that you were a sad man when you hung yourself, utterly anguished for what you did to him. I know he'll forgive you for it. Now, we'll do this on the count of three okay? 1" He grounded himself, breathing in deeply. "2" he stroked a hand softly over his paw and smiled. It was a loving smile, an honest smile. "3" He kicked the chair out from underneath him, watching as the rope snapped his neck instantly. He was dead. He sighed and packed everything he owned away. He grabbed a cloth and cleaned down the surfaces of all the fingerprints, the child porn photos being left there upon the table. He called up 911 sounding distressed and giving the address. He packed up his bag, smiling up at the horse. "Goodbye Chess. And one more thing, I lied."

[ChesterWuff]

Chess closed his eyes at last number, a quick snap and his life was over, young and dead, apparently a monster, or he will be remembered as one for the rest of his life. The end of it all for him, at the hands of one he hurt, a regret the last thought he has, what if he had changed.