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My Crush is My New Slave (sameo15 and Music Lover)

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She didn't need to tell him to stop, as he already stopped and waited for her to adjust herself, secretly enjoying the giggle, as it portrayed the first genuine smile since she was thrown into this out of her nice life of being the popular girl at school.

He took back his hoodie and put it back on, loving the new scent it had on it of the girl he liked. This was HER smell, it was more lovely than any candle, even if in reality it smelled more like nervous sweat with girl shampoo on it. That's what love could do to a man. He almost liked her a bit more now, as she seemed to be mentally strong, something that he admired. Even now, when she was on all fours like some kind of animal, she was shaking less than him, who was the one holding the leash and still had his freedom, regardless if he never really had a good life to begin with. She seemed so strong and beautiful to him,the way she swallowed her pride and sucked it up, something that he wasn't do well.

Seeing her hair hide her lovely face, he frowned a bit, but he got the idea and was a good one. In all his years, he never saw her wear her hair like that and knew she was trying to hide her embarrassment and so that no one she knew saw her like this. Sadly, not like that any of them gave a damn. That's what happens when you are popular like she was. After a few days of her gone missing, everyone forgot about her, with the exception of the nerds, of course, who were still getting over the fact she was gone.

He looked in front of the school building and entered the door, knowing what was coming. It came everyday he was at school and became apart of his daily retoune. He entered the building with her behind him, just as the school jock and the crush of every other girl in the school and who everyone thought as 'the nicest guy ever', Timothy Aston punched him in the gut. No one knew that he picked on him and brutally harassed him, so this was probably a shock to even Sasha.

Tim looked down at the nerd lying down in front of him before he saw Sasha, but he was to stupid to recognize her, so said "What the Fuck, NerdFace?!" with a kick to his gut. "You got yourself a slut now as well? Who da fuck ya think ya are?" he asked with rage as he kicked him again with authority before he fled the scene just as the home bell rang for first period. He got up with a sigh saying "Ow......Well, at least it wasn't that bad..." as if he was used to it, which he in fact was, but he hobbled off to class, holding his gut
 
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Sasha looked at the jock hit him and she covered her mouth. Sasha wanted to hurt him, and she wanted to hurt him bad, she had promises from him she actually believed that he would keep. She shook her heead and as they headed to first period, Sasha looked at the ground as she walked. Some people shook their heads, and some people with other slaves nod and gave him a thumbs up. Sasha hated this, but she understood how they felt, walking to his first period she sat on the ground, kind of scared she wouldn't be able to sit next to him on a chair.
 
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What Sasha had mistaken as a thumbs up was actually a bunch of middle fingers, but there was one or two smirks by the rich kids who had a slave with them, but none had really taken a look at her, though some people were jealous that he most likely had the prettiest slave in the school, which made a few people hate him even more. A few girls looked at Sasha, some who were her friends, snickered at her at said "What lonely slave she is to belong to a guy like HIM." But luckily there weren't to many people to see them, as most were already in class.

A few moment later, they were in there first period class. The two had shared most of the same classes, so Sasha would still learn, but it was like no one notice or recognized her. He sat down in his seat, which was in the very back of the class. A few students attempted to trip him, but after years of this, he instinctively avoided it and kept walking as he sat down. The teacher, who was a feminist and a bit of a sexist when it came to men, looked at Charles with piercing daggers. It was obvious his grades would suffer a bit for this, but oh well. When she hit Sasha's name on the roll call, she asked if any word for her, her "BFF" said "I stopped by her house a week ago and no one was there. Oh well." For the most part, people felt the same way as she did, except the few nerds who sighed sadly and wished she was okay, but no one else seemed to give a damn.

Immediately, Charles felt bad for her. It must have sucked to see your best friend since you could remember just say 'oh well'. All her friends as far as he could tell moved on. The only people who seemed remotely concerned were the nerds and teachers, who could not forget her easily, but as they didn't know her that well, they would soon move on to. But hey, at least she HAD friends, something he NEVER had. At least she HAD people who cared, even if it was only until you were out of site and mind. Better to have and lost than to never had at all. Some people may argue that the pain isn't worth it, but the pain just makes us emotionally stronger, which will help us grow and become a better person. If we could go through the pain, that it is.
 
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Sasha looked up at him and she looked down. She knew he felt bad for her, but Sasha felt a tear fall from her eye. Her so called best friend didn't even care about how she was missing, and that she was a slave now. She even checked her house but a week ago? What the h3ll?!?! Out of the weeks she was gone you look for her for 10 seconds, at her house and left without wondering where she was. What kind of friend is that?! Sasha looked at the guys that actually cared she was worrying, and the teacher even cared about her more then her best friend since they were kids. Sasha just kept hr head down. She would go after her best friend befor anyone else, show her how that made her felt. Sasha didn't know how many people didn't really care but acted like they did when she was there. Sasha would have to really evaluate her friends status. After she listened to class go on all that went thruogh her mind was holding in her tears.
 
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He felt really bad for her, but he had to start in his work, which was just book work, which he finished easily without looking through it at all, as he already knew the answers. He was done within five minutes. After he was done, he did what he always did and pulled out some paper and begone to write stories. He used to write in his journal, but that was dangerous as kids would read through the book and pick on him and his secrets.
 
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Sahsa didn't have anything to do so she had to just kkeep her mouth quiet and didn't do or say anything. She watched him and saw that he wasa continuing to write, and wondered what he was writing but she was scared that if she wanted to know she was get in trouble. Sasha didn't do anything, but keep herself quiet.
 
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After a while, he had to go to his next class. He got up, took Sasha's leash in hand and headed to his next class. He started going to class quickly to avoid people looking at them and stopping him, but fate had other plans. One of the cheerleaders stopped him and demanded to know why this 'girl' looked so familiar. This person was Amy Valva, who everybody thought was a saint, but no one knew her hobby was to make his life hell. And she did it well. Everyday she would stop him and sexually harass him by teasing him and getting him into trouble with other girls.
 
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Sasha turned to see the girl talking and knew her, she was wondering why Sasha was so familiar. Cause she knew her that b!tch didn't recognize done of her best friends since middle school? After Sasha looked down, she bit her lip to hold herself from letting her anger shoot into the school. She just wanted this day to be over. Sasha did and she would have to get him out of this. So she kept her face covered and tugged onto his pant leg to get his attention. "M-master..." she sounded compeltely different and sweet like she wa sa young girl. "I-it's almost time for your happy time.." she said to show the girl she was a obedient slave and hoped that she would go away.
 
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Amy laughed when she said that, before kicking Charles in the crotch saying "HAHAHA. At first I thought it was Sasha, seeing as she has been AWOL forever and how you have been lusting after since the seventh grade, but, then again, the day she gets on her hands and knees for YOU and talks like that is the day the Chicago Cubs win the Super Bowl." She than left with a chuckle as people started to go into their next class, not only messing up sports championships but leavinf Charles holding himself on the floor, but he soon got up, used to this routine by now.
 
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Sasha was about to go off on her. She need to act like a complete b!tch to him. Listening to him she looked away cause that a good blow, but what if Sasah did like him? She would have to b on her hands and knees to prove it. Sasha then looked up at him as he got hit and fell to the floor. She took continued to walk, but then pulls Charles close by his leg to show appreation
 
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"Um, thank you?" he said in more of a question as he blushed a bit at Sasha's sudden show of affection. He didn't know how to respond to how she did this, as this was the first time anyone showed him affection. And he liked it, even if she would runaway first chance she got.

He sighed quietly to himself as he thought about petting her on the head and calling her 'good girl' like he saw some other kind people who had slaves do, but he knew she secrtely would hate him for it, so he decided against it as he got to his next class, getting beat up along the way. He was late to class, but the teacher already knew why, so didn't say anything as he got into his seat with Sasha sitting next to him on the floor.
 
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Sahsa listened to him question thank you and she nodded to show him it was alright. If he did pet her then she would probably pissed the f6Ck off with him already use to himself using her as a pet. Sasha went with him to his seat, and just sat there. When she folded her arms she looke dup at him. She wished that the day would go by faster, and hoped that they could jut go straight home after school. She hated this, it wa shumiliating even if eople didn't know it was her.
 
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The day didn't went fast at all. It went PAINFULLY slow, with Charles get stopped and getting his ass kicked. But he just got off, brushed himself off, and went on with his day. Sometimes people thought Sasha looked familiar, but most just shook their heads. A few times she was also harassed, but Charles stook up for her, only to get his ass kicked.

But they were eventually outside of the school with the day finally over. With a sigh he said "Well, that's over. It wasn't as I thought it would be. Same old shit that happened, with a little more resentment from the feminists. But not my worse day at school." he said they started walking home. When they were out of site from people, he once again told her she could stand and offered her his hoodie. Out of bored and awkwardness, he said 'So, um.............Bad day, right? Hehe?" with a awkward laugh
 
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Sasha hated the shcool day, but when they got out of the school she walked with him, and she stood when he told her. Looking at him give her the hoodie she put it on. She listened to him and nodded hearing his awkward laugh. "I am sorry,....Tell every one that actually missed me I am sorry to never have talked to them before I was taken away and I didn't think any of them ever did that to you I am sorry and Thank you, for not being cruel to me even though I Was to you" she said and looked up at him moving her hair from her face. Sasha pulled him into a kiss, and she held it for a little while, after she pulled away, she took his hand and began walking.
 
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"Well, you weren't mean to me at all. In fact-" the helpless nerd started to say before he was interrupted by the sudden kiss by the girl he had a crush on. Wow, did he really kiss her!?! He thought. No, HE didn't kiss her. SHE kissed HIM, which greatly and pleasantly surprised him. After the kiss and her walking while holding his hand, he was blushing like mad, with his whole body red with embarrassment and a nervous sweat. The poor boy started to walk again, but was utterly speechless, still not sure what really happened. Was this a dream??! Oh god, please be real.
 
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Sasha felt him get kind of stcuk and if she wansd't so upset that would have made her giggle. She then felt him begin to start walking again. Sasha held onto his entire arm and continued to walk. Looking at him no able to speak, it made her smile a little bit. "I might not have been mean but so many people were and for the people I thought cared about me and the ones I thought didn't care about me they were all differrent all someone I never thought they were and cared about me the way I never thought they did" she said looking down. Looking up at him, she stopped to look at him straight forward. "Hey can you help me thank you the ones that cared about me?" she asked while holding his hand and arm.
 
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"Um, s-sure." he said, as he was still to shock to say anything. H still couldn't believe a girl kissed him. Of her own free will. Unless his ass hole of a father scared her into doing it, which he would, but he sincerely doubted it, as she seemed like really meant it unless she was a good actor.

While it may have seemed that he wasn't listening to word she said, he was, every single word and he was thinking about it too, he was just to embarrassed by the contact of another human being to talk.
 
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Sasha knew that he must have understood her, and understood her better then anyone else could righ tnow. She looked around and hoped that nobody was watching them as she put her arms aorund his neck and hugged him tightly pulling herself away she started walking again. Sasha let go on his hand because she didn't think he wanted to have held her hand. Maybe is was awkward for his new slacve to do such things.
 
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"Um, you didn't have to let go of my hand. It's just, well, I never held anyone's hand before, and I'm just not used to it. And thank you. Thank you for being nice to me despite the fact you'd rather be free........... And I know you'd hate me for saying this, but this most likely is the best day of life........ and it's not just becuase of the fact I had my first cuddle, my first holding of the hands, and kiss one day. It's becuase it's the first day in my WHOLE life that somebody cared remotely about me and the first day I wasn't alone........." he said as he continued to open up to her and tell her since the age of five, no one hugged, cared, fed or hanged out or did anything with him. Not even his own folks. Today may have been hell for her, but this was EVERYDAY for him. Pitiful, isn't?
 
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Sasha felt bd for herself but mostly for him, if this was his life she didn't understand how he is living. He must be really strong. She looked down again and spoke quietly. "R-really? w-well then....I am glad to be the first person to do such important things with you in your life" she said and bowed. Sasha then continued to walk behind him so that when they were in the distance of where his father could see them she would just get on the floor.
 
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When they were closed to his house, he sighed. Normally, he didn't mind being home, but when his dad was home, which was rare, it was pure hell. And this is coming from a guy who lives in hell, so this is saying something. Now only did his dad beat the crap out of him, he said REALLY mean things ti him, and it wasn't just petty kid stuff. No, this actually stung his heart.

They went in the house, with his mother STILL passed out on the couch, and a note saying that his father once again would be gone on business, which made him sigh in relief as he read it out-loud. They then went up to his room. Charles sat down on his bed and looked up at the ceiling, and after a long minute, he said "Well, we are home. Now what?"
 
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Saha continued to walk home with him, to know that his father was not there, made her almost scream and cried and laugh and be happy. but she kept it inside. Sasha then went with him to his room, as he took his leash she held onto his collar. "U-umm a-anything master shall request" she said. Sasha then sat down on the floor in front of him. This guy had the life everyone asked for but, his father beat the shizz out him, he high shcool life was pur hell, and ever doesn't see him like Sasha does now.
 
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Charles looked around his pretty large room. It was what, twentyxtwenty? Is was pretty big. In the corner in his room was his comfy queen. In another, was basically gamers paradise with all video game systems ever made and five different T.Vs, two of them flat screen,. Plus, he had a high speed Gaming computer, and another computer that he basically used for other stuff, like porn. He also had a desk and big closet, as well as a boo shelf and a bathroom, but other that, his room was pretty barren and empty.

After a while of just sitting there, he decided on a nap, like he always did. Than he realized he wasn't alone and blushed. After a while, he said "Well, um,I'm just gonna take a nap. You are free to join me, if you want in my bed. I would get you a bed of your own, but I would only be allowed to buy you a pet bed, and they don't look as comfy as my bed. So yeah, my bed is our bed..............of course, I mean, that's if you don't mind. I mean, I can buy you your own pet bed if you insist." he said, starting out calm, that getting very embarrassed and flushed as he continued to talk. It was painfully obvous he didn't know how to talk to girls. Any human being not via internet for that matter.
 
Sasha went with him and she looked at all of the things he had, rich but he was always so lonely. Usually people would be happy that they are an only child and that they could get everything they want. Watching him sit so did she except she sat on the floor. Listening to him offer her a nap, she nodded, and went into the bed with him. She thought about how nice he was being to her, she tried to be as nice as she could possibly without hating him because she hates her dad. "I don't want a pet bed" she said whispering. Sasha knew he didn't know how to talk to her but shouldn't it be the other way around? Either way she got next to him and looked up at him wondering if he would lay with her and hold her like he did the night before.
 
He laid down next to her, not knowing what to do next. He only did what he did early that morning out of instinct, and his instinct only showed up when he needed to protect and comfort somebody, but he didn't know that, as Sasha was the first he did that with. In other words, as he laid next to, he was competently lost in what to do next. 'You got the girls of your dreams next to you in bed because she WANTS to, and you don't even know what to do!?! Your pathetic, Charles.'
 
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