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There wasn’t often a lack of extravagance at the clubhouse, each surface polished for the pleasure of its prestigious inhabitants. Inadvertently, it made everything luxurious for its unintended, loosely-termed “guests” such as Alex as well, but he could appreciate it all the same. And hate it with equal measure. Still, there was something special about the atmosphere when instead of stiff music playing lightly as little more than background noise, one could hear it instead coming from deft fingers playing a live instrument. Alex’s music brought a special sound to the place when he played, but for none more than himself. As his right hand played, the tendons in his hand and armed moved and the scarred flesh he bore was as notable as ever, but sleeves pushed up out of the way, he could care less.

Just as he was about to smoothly transition into another piece, the sight of a figure much closer than would be a passerby encroached on his peripheral. He glanced up, and raised an eyebrow. “Well?“ He paused and let the music fade, the haunting echo of his last key lingering from the acoustics of the room. “Did you have a request, or are you simply an admirer?”

Jeremy was walking around as he tried to get his mind of the fact that he was here in the first place. When he suddenly heard the sound of a piano. Surprised that they had one in the first place Jeremy couldn't help but be drawn to it. Perhaps he could brush up on his own skills after whoever was playing was done and gone. Jeremy watched the man play almost surprised when he suddenly noticed him. ''Just an admirer.'' There was something he wanted to request but he had little hope that the other would know what he was talking about.

''Excuse me for my manners, my name's Jeremy Washington, nice to meet you.'' Jeremy walked closer to reach out his hand for a handshake. He might've been kidnapped but he wasn't going to forget his manners.

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‘‘Alright, thank you, ma’am.’’ Jeremy replied as he took a sip of the drink. He wasn’t a fan of alcohol in the first place, and he didn’t trust anyone here enough to accept any food from them. But right now he wasn’t in the position to refuse anyone anything.

– ♔ An unspoken tension lingers between the two people, gaze lingering long enough to form an awkward notion as she waits expectantly. “Go on then.” Silence breaks with a click of tongue meeting teeth, full lips forming a wicked grin; “It’s rude to refuse a drink from a lady.” Has she poisoned it, maybe or maybe she’s drugged it. Or perhaps there’s nothing wrong with it, only one way to find out.

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CCTV footage caught SEBASTIAN STAN being taken to the clubhouse outside town. Audio suggests that it’s actually JEREMY WASHINGTON, the 29 year old PRISTINE. HE was taken because HE WAS AT THE WRONG PLACE AT THE WRONG TIME and apparently they DON’T KNOW their kidnapper. HE is GULLIBLE as well as OPTIMISTIC, rumour has it that they’re BISEXUAL. Don’t get too close though, after all CHRIS EVANS might be watching.

Born and raised in Cambridge Massachusetts Jeremy decided early in his life that he wanted to become a doctor. As expected his mother supported him with every step of the way. Even taken another job so he could get access to all the resources he could ever need. He might not have been born in a rich home, but he was born in a happy home. He studied so hard that he got a scholarship and before he knew it he graduated from medical school at the tender age of 22. After that, he decided to pursue a career in neurosurgery. And at the young age of 28, he finally became a brain surgeon. Because of the stress of his job his mother suggested to take a short vacation. Jeremy reluctantly agreed and decided that he should visit his grandparents in Brookswood. It didn’t take long for him to regret that, as he didn’t get a week of rest before he got kidnapped.

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desidcriium:

marco took a sip of his drink. “so how have you been?” he asked the man calmly. marco wondered if this guy was going to be like most of the kidnappees or be different. he was hoping that he might be different, might actually make marco not mind his company. but for the most part marco couldn’t stand most of the people in the clubhouse, even most of the gang members. his siblings and close friends were the only people marco was able to stand being around.

‘‘As good as one can expect to be when kidnapped.’‘ Jeremy shrugged. So far things were going fine, but they would be better if he could continue his plan to escape. Of course, it would be perfect if he never got brought here in the first place but that was too late now. He couldn't turn back time no matter how much he wanted to. ''How about you?'' He asked sincerely. Part of him wanted to know what not being kidnapped was like now and another wanted to know the mind of the people who where here not because they couldn't leave, but because they just could.

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desidcriium:

“i don’t think you have to worry about your debt while in here. like it might be good if debt collectors come looking for you since maybe they will find this place.” sofia told him, knowing that wouldn’t happen. “i also think that if you ever get out of this place, whoever your loans are through will understand what happened. and probably give you more time to pay them off.” people should know who the anserini gang kidnapped. especially if the person had people who would look for them. sofia really wanted to believe that both of her parents were making sure to get the police to look for her. maybe someday she would be rescued as long as her parents don’t give up on finding her.

‘‘That would be nice.’‘ Jeremy thought out loud. The idea sounded nice for a second until he realized that whoever would come to get his debt would probably not leave either. At least not alive. Or in the best case scenario, they wouldn’t leave with him. In the end, nothing good could happen because of it.

‘‘Hopefuly they will, I wouldn't know what to do if they didn’t.’’ Really when he got back the last thing he could use is even more trouble. Going home should be a good thing, not a bad one. ‘’Has anyone ever escaped this place?’’ He asked after a second of silence. Jeremy didn’t actually know if he wanted to hear the answer or not but his curiosity got the best of him.

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desidcriium:

marco looked behind himself to look at jeremy. “you know just because you put something behind your back doesn’t mean that i don’t know they are there. also, you don’t need to hide them. i’m not the type of person to care what you wrote down a little piece of paper.” marco didn’t have any reason to think what jeremy was hiding was bad. also, if it was, his kidnapper probably knew about it or would someday.

Jeremy shrugged in agreement but just to be sure he folded it before putting it in his pocket While the other said he didn’t care he wasn’t so sure if he knew what was actually on it. Still nervous he nodded. ‘’Thanks.’’ He replied as an afterthought. It was good that he wasn’t completely caught yet but that didn’t stop this from being weird. He wasn't sure if he should just walk away. But he was sure that sticking at one place for too long would be bad too, he didn’t want whoever kidnapped him to find him while he was still working on his plan.

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Jeremy had been walking around the clubhouse for a while now. He was mapping out the place for his plan to escape. So far he succeeded in avoiding everyone. But he got a little bold and before he knew it someone was talking to him. He quickly shook his head before he spoke. "No, thank you." Jeremy said smiling as he hid his paper with his map behind his back.

marco had been out all day helping with some of the recruiters, it was the only think marco felt helpful at. but now that he was back at the clubhouse he wanted to do nothing more than just kick back and relax. “can i help you?” he asked a person who he heard coming into the room.

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desidcriium:

“i don’t mind. i just warn you that i might not be the best person to ask. i have yet to learn everything about this place.” she told him. kayla was still newer to being held as a prisoner in this clubhouse. while she had learned quite a lot, she knew that there were things she still didn’t know. 

but she knew how hard it could be for new people in this place. and she wanted to help him, even if she knew she didn’t know all the answers. she just hoped that the information she knew about this place could be helpful to him.

the brunette took his hand with a smile. “pleasure to meet you jeremy, i’m kayla dragov.” she introduced herself to him. she wanted to try to make as many captive friends as she could here.

‘‘Well, I guess that’s where my first question starts, what is this place?’’ He wanted to ask her so much more but decided to hold himself back. Jeremy didn’t want to overwhelm her with questions. Especially if she couldn’t answer most of them. As he doubted she would know how to escape, or who kidnapped him in the first place. And if he even was kidnapped, as he still hasn’t ruled out the possibility of death just yet.

He didn’t know how he felt about being dead if he was. As he couldn’t quite remember how he died in the first place. Everything, before he woke up, is hazy at best and completely gone at worse. Last week seems so clear but he couldn’t tell you what he had done before he woke up here.

Jeremy smiled at her. It was nice to see a friendly place as he suspected that there won’t be a lot of those around here.

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averyxkilbourne:

Avery just laughed at that one, “Well you’re a fucking dreamer…. you’re someone’s … whatever they want you to be … from now on. Welcome to the fucking Clubhouse Jeremy. I think you’re going to have an interesting time of it.”

Avery’s laugh had him smiling despite the words that followed. ‘‘Guess I am.’‘ Jeremy smiled. At this point, hope, and dreams, were the only things he got. ‘’Thank you.’’ Jeremy laughed as the other welcomed him to what had to be the weirdest named place where kidnappings happened frequently. A clubhouse sounded childish, innocent and sweet but this place was far from it. ‘’Yeah, interesting.’’ If with interesting he meant awful Avery would be right.

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kingpragonis:

“Oh fuck, that’s a good, very good boy.” The man grinned, flashing his bright whites as his hips gave yet another tiny thrust into that warm mouth. When he was finished with this one he would be a grade A cocksucker, and the perfect little toy to play with when needed.·“Looks like I’ll have to abuse that gag reflex you have going, keep working it until it goes away.” After all he couldn’t have his little play thing getting sick from a rough mouth fucking.·

“What’s with that look pet, would you prefer I have you waking me up with toe licking..” His head falling back in a gasp, but also a soft chuckle mixture of the two as his cock was taken in once more.·“Pick the pace up, I want my cum down that throat of yours.” He instructed, hands back at his hips just to see how well he truly worked. After all he could easily take his pet’s head and fuck the shit out of that mouth, but why when he could enjoy this.·

Alexander’s smile almost had him frowning. The only thing that stopped him was the thought that this could be over soon. At least if Alexander’s voice was anything to go by. The little thrust made more tears pop up in his eyes. Alexander’s words made him pull a face of fear mixed with disgust. He tried to look away but his eyes wandered to the corpse not far away. With more fear in his eyes, he looked back up at Alexander and decided to let them stay there.

Jeremy’s eyes widened in fear again. And as good as he could with the others cock in his mouth he shook his head. While he preferred neither he wasn’t really in the position to make decisions. When Alexander asked, or better said demanded, him to pick up the pace he let out a whine. Despite that, he did his best to pick up the pace. Just do it fast and get this over with. Jeremy thought to himself. He started to bob his head up and down taking as much of Alexander’s cock in as he could. Going faster when each time he succeeded in taking the others cock fully into his mouth. At this point, he was basically fucking his own mouth on Alexander’s cock. He was too desperate to get this over with fast to care.

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averyxkilbourne:

Avery shrugged lightly, “Depends on your owner. There is some fucking hope.” Then he paused, “But I’m recommending you don’t count on it. False hope is fucking killer around here. Like this is it. This is your life. Just … find a way to make it work, you know?”

Jeremy smiled at the mention of hope. But just as quickly it fell a little. Avery was right it would do more damage to count on it than it would do good. ‘’I get I get it but I don’t want to survive I want to live. You know an actual life instead of being someones.’’ Jeremy pulled a face, there was no way that he was going to say it out loud. ‘’You know.’’

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averyxkilbourne:

“Lockdown?” Avery considered and then shrugged, “Depends on the gang member. Some are more inclined to it than others. Some are like super indifferent to their pet as long as they stay outta their fucking way and don’t attract much fucking attention. Others … well, there are a few people who’ve come here who I have literally only seen them when they arrived and like never again.”

‘‘Any hope I could be the first kind?’’ While he still hated to be someone's pet he’d prefer to be one that got ignored instead of well, whatever happened during a fuckable lockdown. If he had to guess it would involve fucking, but then again he has been wrong before. The idea of being locked in a room scared him. Or better said the idea of being locked in a room with his kidnapper scared him.

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averyxkilbourne:

It was actually a relief to see a more common reaction from the man. Avery just shrugged at the apology, “Well I assume that’s what they are doing with them … I mean it is possible that they are just dead now.” the young mechanic replied casually, “But I think I hear their voice every now and then so probably not … yet anyway.”

Looks like his escape plan has to take the backseat to make place for the avoid being on fuckable lockdown plan.  The way the other spoke so casual about dead made him feel uneasy. After he took a sip from his drink he looked back at the other. ‘’How common is.’’ There was no way that he was going to say fuckable lockdown out loud. ‘’That?’’ Hopefully, that made some sense to the other. Jeremy was obviously trying to calm himself down. One way he did was to collect data. From anything really, it just helped that finding more about the situation could help him out too.

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averyxkilbourne:

Avery nodded, “Most of us have one, some have two. I think it provides us entertainment as much as it provides leverage.” He shrugged amiably. His kidnapping of his particular pet was over two years in the making but most of the others were either more strategic or random. “Anyway, you’ll see soon enough when you are fucking out and about in the Clubhouse and shit. Provided your owner doesn’t keep you on fuckable lockdown or something.”

So this was a regular occurrence? The thought made him frown but that quickly made place for disgust when he heard the words fuckable lockdown. ‘’What the what?’’ Jeremy thought out loud, disgust and shock ringing clear in his voice. ‘’Oh eh my apologies for that.’’ He said when he realized that he almost shouted. But the idea of an Owner and whatever a fuckable lockdown was disgusted him. ‘’You don’t think they would actually do that, right?’’ The question was more to himself than to Avery but that didn’t stop him from asking.

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desidcriium:

kayla realized she was missing an earring that she had when she was kidnapped. and she was hoping that it just fell off while she was in that attic. and not in the struggle when she was kidnapped. because if it got lost then she knew that she would never be around to find it. the brunette walked the way back up to the attic, a place she never thought she would have to go to again. 

she wasn’t surprised to see someone new in the attic. she knew that the gang kidnapped new people everyday. it still made her sad to see it though. she wished there was just a way she could get herself and the rest of the kidnapped people to leave this clubhouse and be safe again.

“umm.. good afternoon.” she said trying to give him the best smile she could. she knew how scary this place could be, kayla didn’t fully understand it herself. everything about this place screamed danger, run away.

‘‘Do you mind if I asked you a couple of questions?’‘ Her presence didn’t tell him anything about this place. She looked like a normal person so hopefully, he wasn’t dead. Then again he had no idea how people would look like in the afterlife. Most likely the same but he wasn’t going to dwell on it.

But it was nice to see a friendly face. Especially in a place so weird. He could tell it was an attic but that was about it. A part of him hoped he was in a very unusual hospital, at least he could leave then as he was obviously healthy. But the bigger part of him knew that he wasn’t going to leave this place anytime soon.

‘‘Oh excuse me for my manners, my name is Jeremy Washington.’‘ He smiled at her as he reached out his hand to her for a handshake. It didn’t matter where he was he wasn’t going to forget his manners.

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averyxkilbourne:

“Ummm… It is mid-afternoon. About 4.” He assured softly. “I’m sure your Owner will be up here in a day or two. They usually let you guys have a day or two to like acclimatize and shit.”

Mid-afternoon, depending on when he was taken here he either slept a lot or basically not at all. Then again he couldn’t quite remember what happened in the first place. When the other used the word usually he couldn’t help but frown. ‘’So these kidnappings... they eh happen often?’’ He asked nervously.

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desidcriium:

sofia laughed hard at his question. “you shouldn’t ask me for advice. i’m crappy at good behavior. especially with some of the gang members here who really piss me off. so my advice is don’t be me. don’t back talk or snap at them. that can usually lead to them not being too pleased with you.” she told him. sofia had never seen the point of listening to the gang members. they wouldn’t listen or respect her, so why should she.

“i wish i could. i don’t really know much about them. i was just a college student taking a break from modeling and beauty pageants for school. i’m here because my father is the da.” 

‘‘Sounds simple enough.’‘ Jeremy smiled at her. He wasn’t planning on doing anything like that in the first place. He just needed to be his polite self and he was sure that he would be out of the attic in no time.

At the mention of school, his eyes widened. ‘’Aw shoot.’’ Jeremy said. Realizing that that didn’t make much sense he gave her a sheepish grin. ‘’I just graduated and eh well let’say I got a debt. A big one.’’ He said with fear in his eyes. ‘’And eh well I need to pay it off. I mean at least make money to try to pay it off.’’ Jeremy felt himself start to panic. Not only could he not become a vet but he wouldn’t even be able to pay off his debts. He really needed to get out of here soon.

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