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All Minato could hear in the empty warehouse was the rapid beat of his heart. Tied up to a beam, his chest was completely bound to it as he sat on the ground. Blood rushed in his ears, and the ropes dug into him. At least there looked to be no malgams nearby. That was the only good thing about this.
He wasn’t sure how exactly he got here. Back at the Academy he was ambushed in the classroom. Taking a blow so strong it knocked him out cold. When he came to, here he was. Tied up and left all alone.
Though he could be sure of one thing… Glion had to be behind this. And it wouldn’t take long for that hunch to be proven right.
Steps echoed from across the warehouse while Glion slowly walked inside.
As he got closer with each step, he looked down at Minato with an unhinged smile. Making a shiver run down his spine. With each passing second the situation only got worse and worse.
Better it was him in this situation than any of the children. He shuddered at the thought of just what Glion would do to them.
“It seems my experiment is going just as planned.” Glion mused, leaning over Minato. Eyeing him from top to bottom. Then gripping his chin, tilting it up to make Minato look at him. “I must say, you look quite good like this… Minato-sensei.”
Minato shook out of his grasp, glaring right at Glion in silence. All before he smacked him across the face. Feeling a harsh sting as his ring made contact with his cheek. Which would be sure to leave a mark later.
It hurt like hell, but Minato remained quiet. That was all he could do.
“No matter. There’s nothing you can do anyways.” Glion circled around him, his footsteps echoing in the warehouse once again. “You’re completely at my mercy.”
With a snap of his fingers, Glion transmuted a different steal beam into a piece of cloth. Which made its way across Minato’s mouth all on its own. Tying itself across.
“Mmh!” Minato shook his head rapidly, though his attempts to break free only made the cloth tighten.
“The more you struggle, the worse things will get for you.” He looked down at Minato again. Eyes colored with mania. Glion’s hand slowly stroked the side of his face. Delighted when he saw fear begin to make its way into Minato’s eyes.
He knew there wasn’t much he could do now. Unless someone was coming to save him, he’d have to take whatever Glion was going to dish out. A terrifying realization.
Again, better that it was him than any of the children. If any of them got hurt… Minato would never forgive himself. There was plenty of time to figure out a means of escape.
For now, it was time to endure whatever this twisted “experiment” was going to be.
Glion’s hand slowly made its way down to his suit. Stroking the areas not covered by rope. Minato shivered under the touch, and he wanted to vomit. Of course Glion would use this opportunity to do something like this.
“I see that look in your eyes.” He smirked, “Exactly what I wanted to see.”
“You’re a sick man…” Minato tried to mutter through the cloth with a tone of disgust. His words were quite muffled, barely intelligible. Though Glion understood exactly what he meant.
“Now, now. You know better than to talk to your teacher this way.” Glion harshly grabbed Minato’s chin again. The tips of his fingers digging into him as his grip tightened. Within an instant he went from amused to fierce. Mania overtook his eyes once more.
That was the worst thing about Glion, you could never tell what was going on in his head. He was an unpredictable force.
Minato remained quiet again.
“It seems I’ll have to advance the experiment at a faster pace than I intended.” Glion whispered as his other hand went straight to Minato’s crotch. Gripping it with the same force as his face.
“Ngh!”
Hearing that made Glion cackle, making Minato’s blood run cold.“Yes, yes… Just what I want to hear from you.”
Truly a sick man.
Glion began to palm at Minato’s crotch. The smirk on his face only growing more and more as Minato began to become hard—much to his horror.
Why did his body have to react at a time like this?!
“Oh? What do we have here?” Glion slowly dragged a finger down the erection that had formed. “It seems like you’re enjoying my little experiment.”
Minato grit his teeth. No matter what he’d say the outcome would be the same. Shaming and degradation. He knew Glion all too well by this point, this was a favorite “game” of his.
With a snap of his fingers, Glion made the ropes that had bound Minato become tighter. Digging into his chest, especially his nipples. For certain that part was a deliberate move.
Glion continued to have that wide, unhinged smirk as one hand caressed his stomach. The other still palmed his erection.
It felt good. So good, and Minato hated it.
He didn’t want this at all, even if his body acted this way. As precome started to leak in his pants, Minato could see Glion’s expression turn smug.
“What a dirty whore you are. Tied up and at the mercy of your enemy… And yet you still get hard? You haven’t changed at all, Minato.” Glion cackled again, stroking the tent in his pants. Slowly circling the tip with his finger, making more precome leak out.
No matter his best efforts, Minato was unable to stop how his body reacted. Attempting to hold back any whimpers and moans. Though he couldn’t get rid of the blush that was spreading across his face. As much as he wished he could. Even with the cloth gagging him, it was still visible in uncovered areas.
At this point he wanted to cry. Though he couldn’t afford to. Surely that would also get Glion off in this sick, twisted fantasy that he was enacting.
Once Glion had his fill, he needed to escape. There was a sinking feeling deep in Minato’s gut that he had even worse things in store for him after this. Escalating this so called experiment even further.
Just then a crash could be heard from across the warehouse.
“Senpai, I’m here!”
Spanner!
A part of Minato, one that he deeply was ashamed of, was relieved to see Spanner here to rescue him. The other part, the one still haunted by the trauma that he carried everyday—wanted him to escape before Glion got his hands on him.
“Unhand him Glion.” Spanner braced himself for battle, valvarusher at the ready.
Glion let out a frustrated sigh as he manifested the golden cube into his palm. “You know, I don’t take kindly to those who interrupt my experiments.” He looked back to Minato, “Watch and see those precious to you begin to suffer the same fate.” Even though his voice was calm, there was an unbridled anger that shook in his eyes.
In that moment Minato hoped that Spanner would win this battle with everything he could.