Dangerous Camp

[DomG]

Money, the whole world went round because of it, if you had enough you could do just about anything you wanted and if you didn't have any then you were in a great deal of trouble. Damien Strauss had it, or at least his family did so by extension he did too. His father was a state senator while his mother was a partner at a very prestigious law firm, both of them making a great deal of money and having enough influence to make sure that what Damon did tended to be kept from the public's view. Many young men his age would be happy with what they had in life but at eighteen years old Damon was quite dissatisfied. When nothing was denied to you what else was there to do but try to push the boundaries and when the boundaries hardly existed at all you really had to push hard.

He had been kicked out of every private school his parents had sent him too since the seventh grade in less then a year, always finding some new and exciting way to push the teachers, professors, or instructors to the point where his families money wasn't enough to keep him in the classrooms. The last school he might have finally pushed it far enough to see some real results, his parents in an attempt to teach him a lesson had decided to send him to a “camp” for wayward and at risk youths... according to the camp rules as an adult he was too old to be a “guest” there but his family had donated a large amount of money to ensure that he would be kept there at least until his fathers bid for a national senate seat was finished... they rightly suspected that he would have enjoyed fucking up his old mans attempt to make it on the national stage.

He had been there for about a month now and he was the only “guest” there with out a roommate of his own, they had tried to stick him with people but so far it had gone rather poorly, two of the three young men they had tried to put in a room with him had required quite a bit of time in the infirmary. The third had begged for a new room because he had heard about what had happened to the others. He had heard though that today a new guest would be arriving at the camp and there were no other rooms for them to be in... this would be the fourth one they had tried and he was looking forward to enjoying their failure again.

At that moment he was relaxing in his room, lounged out on one of the two twin beds and reading a book, his shirt off and displaying his well toned chest... looking to make his new roommate as uncomfortable as possible from the moment they entered. Hopefully this new one would just give up faster then the others... he enjoyed having the privacy.

 

[Slashed007]

Winter’s home life was far from great, honestly it was terrible. Her father beat her blaming her for her mother’s death. His rants would last forever, he’d beat her until she couldn’t stand, until she begged to be let go. Winter’s mother was dear to her, but she always knew there was sadness within her, and a lot of regret. When she was younger she would try to cheer her up, apparently it was never good enough, her mom committed suicide just after her 12th birthday, and her dad just went crazy.

As the years went on she became angry, she was a bomb waiting to explode, and one day she did. It was on a girl who decided to be so stuck up, about her money, about getting everything, and about being so much better than motherless Winter. Winter let loose, punching, kicking, and never relenting she attacked the girl making sure she knew what money couldn’t do, protect her. Every punch was harder than the next. Turns out the girl’s family pressed charges, and she was barley on the brink of living. Winter came out with a deal, juvenile came or jail for a lot longer, and she choose camp. However, there was a slight problem the woman’s was full. However, the deed was done the papers signed and she was tricked, men were worse than woman whether if it was a camp or jail.

As the guards led her down the aisle, she looked around seeing the mass of boy here; she was being stared at from all cells, some of the inmates, if that’s what you’d call them whistled at Winter. She sighed frustrated with this whole situations and put on a serious face. She was ready to be tough, as she was pushed into her new cell she saw a very fit man laying on the bunk, she gulped down her fear, and sat on the bunk across from his, deciding not to bother with him or even greet him.

 

[DomG]

Damon didn't even bother to look up as what he assumed was his new room mate entered the room, knowing that there would be guards just outside the room ready to step in to protect the fresh meat if he should do anything right off the bat. He could even hear them as he continued to look at the book, not even bothering to really read it, they were moving around a bit out there and he could hear their feet on the linoleum floor of the hallway, the boots they wore clipping and scuffing softly across the hard surface.

But after a few minutes he heard one of them mention that it was break time and the sounds of boots on the floor began to grow more and more distant as they moved away from his door. He waited for a few moments longer, listening for any sign that this was possibly a trick that would lead to him being in the confinement cell for an extended say when he was caught in the middle of the beating. Now convinced that the guards were gone he closed the book, setting it aside and looking over to his new room mate. “Yea thats my bed that you are on, I don't think you will be using it.” He said with a small chuckle before he realized that there was something very different about his room mate.

“You are fucking kidding me.” He said, looking to the door as though expecting to hear that this was some kind of joke being played on him, slowly standing from the bed and eying his new room mate. He hadn't been around a woman since he ended up here, even the staff was entirely male. For a moment he looked only a little bit confused but now he was grinning, a thousand ideas moving through his head... after being denied sex for so long due to the lack of anything that he would even fuck and now they had just thrown him a play thing, right into his room... perfection. “Oh man its almost like they are trying to make sure I behave by throwing alittle bit of pussy my way, hardly a punishment when I can fuck whenever I like.”

 

[Slashed007]

Winter had eyed him while he was reading and completely ignoring her; she was sizing him up, going through all the possibilities of how they would get along with each other. She figured that the first thing he would try to do is assert his power over her, but she wasn’t controlled by anymore not even in prison and she wouldn’t let anybody take advantage of her.

Soon after being there the guards left, for what seemed to be their break, as they shuffled away that’s when Damen looked at her. It took him a moment to process that she was girl but when he did he was already saying things he shouldn’t. She balled up her fists and kept seated. “I’m not your object or toy, so fucking is off limits” she growled “asshole” she mumbled while she turned away from Damen .she just had to get stuck with this guy. He remaindered her of the girl she punched stuck up and self centered, winter would punch him if needed.