Victoria's Boyfriend

The light stung his eyes as the bag was ripped from his head. There was nothing that he could do except squint and wait for his pupils to adjust from the complete darkness of the hood to the bright hanging overhead bulb. His hands were tied, literally, to a chair, and they had been tied ever since he’d been jumped. First, they shoved a bag over his head. Then, when he fought back blindly, he was punched and kicked, restrained and bound. Unable to see, he could only judge what happened by what he felt, and it felt like he had been thrown into the back of a car and driven out to the outskirts of town.

“Nice work, K,” came a voice, naturally smug and instantly grating. “You’ve definitely earned the honour of my cock later.”

Kurt Johnson blinked as his sight returned, taking in the empty warehouse he sat in and the two people before him. One was a woman with straight brown hair and matching brown eyes, dressed in the fishnet bodystocking she’d been wearing when last he saw her, though she was slightly better covered now with a long tan coat. That was Kendra. Which meant the man next to her, with the permanent sheer stamped upon his face, shaven head and dark eyes was her accomplice and the man who thrust the bag over his head and beat him, Shawn.

“Nice of you to join us,” Shawn gloated, turning to Kurt with a smirk and calling his name, “Gavin.”

“What? Kurt cocked an eyebrow, wondering if he’d misheard his aggressor. Maybe one of those bumps he’d taken in the trunk had messed up his hearing.

“I’m not surprised Kendra was able to entice you so easily,” Shawn taunted, pulling up his own chair. “Dustin said you’d already cheated on Victoria once. Tsk Tsk. You really don’t deserve someone so pure…so innocent. To think that you took her virginity. What a waste.”

Kurt laughed to himself. “You think I’m Victoria’s boyfriend…”

“We know you’re going through a rough patch right now, but we don’t sell yourself short. Besides, it’s not like you’d simply let another man go on a date with your girlfriend,” Shawn retorted, his eyes narrowing, disliking Kurt’s amused reaction to being captured. “But it’s obvious who you are. We followed Ashley and Victoria and you were with them, and we all know that Ashley is dating Brandon.”

The blonde teen laughed again, bemused at just how wrong these idiots were but also just because he could see that it clearly irritated this Shawn guy. He shook his head as he replied with glee, “Your information is old. Brandon and Ashley broke up days ago.”

“Shit,” Kendra bit her lip. “We should have made sure we grabbed the right person.”

“Don’t get hysterical, K. Look at him, he looks like one of the jerks Victoria would go for, right?” Shawn barked at the brunette, convincing himself as much as her. “Though maybe not. None of them got to sink their dicks into Victoria’s sweet cunt.

Grinding his teeth together, Kurt wished he had the strength to break out of his chair and ram it into Shawn’s face. He might not be Victoria’s real boyfriend but the way this guy was talking about her set Kurt’s skin on edge. It wasn’t just lewd, it was aggressive. Kurt knew that he might have been forward with women, but he always valued the woman’s pleasure as much as his own, but Shawn only cared about his own satisfaction. Women weren’t even people to him. They were just tools and toys, designed for pleasure, primarily his.

Kurt exhaled hard, wanting desperately to tell them that he wasn’t Gavin, to rub it in their faces that they’d messed up, to show them just how stupid they were. But, it wouldn’t change anything. He’d still be tied up and they’d still have Victoria and they might even then go after the real Gavin Westher. If he wanted to protect them, he had to pretend to be Gavin. Maybe they might even let their guard down and he could find a way out of this situation.

“No, I am Gavin Westher. I just think it’s pretty fucking pathetic that Dustin has to resort to these underhanded tactics to get a girl,” Kurt spat, bluffing. “And what’s the deal with you two? Is he your gay best friend?”

“No, she just enjoys riding my cock and doing what I tell her to,” Shawn shot back, growing more and more annoyed that his captive wouldn’t just cower and grovel.

“Oh geez, you're one of those guys, who thinks just because he beds a few dumb sluts, he's king of the world,” Kurt rolled his eyes, using the opportunity to look around more, searching for an exit or an escape plan. “Get back to me when you’ve fucked someone that requires actual charm and social graces.”

“I'm not a dumb slut,” Kendra retorted defensively.

“Yeah, I can really see that,” Kurt said, laughing again.

Kendra huffed, folding her arms over her small chest while Shawn leaned back in his chair and pouted. Kurt stared at him, wondering how someone could still look so smug while pursing their lips with annoyance. This Shawn was watching him, analysing him. Though his kidnapper was clearly upset over Kurt’s reactions, he was still controlled. Unfortunately, it wasn’t going to be easy to push Shawn’s buttons. No matter what Kurt said, he was still the one tied up in the chair.

“K isn’t stupid, she just knows a good thing while it’s going,” Shawn said, his lips twisting into a smirk again. “But, I’m glad you’re having fun. You should get comfortable because you’re going to be here a while.”

“The longer I’m here, the greater the chance is that someone will find me,” Kurt argued, hoping that perhaps if he could get them to move him, he’d get an idea of where he was, or an opportunity to escape. “I mean, you do know Ashley and Victoria will come looking for me when they can’t find me?”

“Ashley maybe, but Victoria will be otherwise engaged with my brother,” Shawn told him, firmly. “And that’s all that really matters.”

“I really don’t understand your end goal here,” Kurt shook his head, cringing. “****, and she stole that lingerie, just so your brother can go on a date. A date Victoria would have agreed to anyway. This seems like a lot of hard work for very little reward.”

“I’m just being a good big brother and looking out for my little brother,” Shawn leaned forward, still smiling, a devious and dangerous twinkle in his eye. Then suddenly, he sat back and clapped his hands together, making Kurt jump in his seat. “Well, that should be enough time already. Let’s see how my little bro is doing.”

Kurt furrowed his brow with confusion, as Shawn pulled his phone out of his pocket. Following a few swipes at the screen, Kurt heard Victoria’s voice coming from the phone.

“I will always make time for you, Dustin,” she said.

Blinking, it took Kurt a moment to register what was happening. Shawn was using spyware to listen in to Victoria and Dustin’s date.

“You…hacked your brother’s phone,” Kurt realised. “You’re going to listen in on his date with Victoria…why?”

“I want to make sure it goes well,” Shawn answered with a short laugh, enjoying Kurt’s ignorance. “Now shut up and listen. Listen to how turned on your girlfriend gets for another man. Like so many women, so fickle, so easily entertained. Listen, and tell me who the dumb slut really is.”