BEGINNING OF THE END

---- samuel sat across the table from the other man with an ambiguous expression. of all of the staff members, it felt like he knew sam the longest. it was hard to keep secrets or manipulate someone who knew you so personally. but still, it was somewhat nice to have “dates” like these. a shred of normalcy in the whirlwind that was running this sort of establishment. 

ℍ𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕤𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕠 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖…

…The school’s campus was much larger than he’d anticipated but rather than admitting he might have been in a bit over his head, he took the pamphlet he’d been given on the drive over and tried to use the crude map on the back to make heads or tails of the twisting pathways. 

Of course, that map barely helped; even with it in his hands he was walking around that campus blind as a bat. Kellan didn’t give up until he found himself towards the back of the campus, behind some buildings, without anyone else in sight. Well– that is until a very attractive shirtless man rounded the corner and came to a stop near him. Yeah. He definitely wasn’t in Starsborro anymore; the men back home didn’t hold a candle to this man.

“Yeah,” he replied with an easy smile as he folded up the pamphlet and tucked it into the back pocket of his jeans. “Honestly, that’s why I decided to go for a walk. S’not because I’m lost or anythin’ like that… just wanted to appreciate how nice it is outside, and see what kind of view Abyss had to offer.”

------ samuel smiled and placed both hands on his hips as he looked on at the student. “ are you lost, son ? there’s no point in hiding it. it’s a big campus, there’s no shame in getting lost. “ his lack of skill in navigation would be ironed out at the facilities. there was no need to fret. the headmaster pondered. “ why don’t you join me for my walk ? we can head back to the school together. “ 

samuel motioned for the younger man to follow him as he gave him a toothy smile, his body glistening under the light from the sheen of his own sweat. 

               “ try to keep up, please. “ 

Hunter would never cease to be amazed by the other men in the school, the abilities they had were astounding. He had been watching the Headmaster run around, using his portals to teleport around the campus. “I uh um. Yeah yes. I mean yeah it is a nice day.” he said with a nervous little laugh a blush rising in his cheeks. “I-I’m sorry I was staring I was just so amazed with your power.” 

there was an instant response. the rosy buds recoiled in his tautened hold. they firmed and became pert right under his fingers. it took all of him not to just devour the man right then and there. he’d debate it with himself. his hips shift. with a buck and an arching of his back, he rises just enough to reposition his center of mass. once he lowered onto sam, his hamstrings flex, causing his ass to create a small pocket of tightness just above the base of the man’s pelvic bone. It was just enough to let his mass sink between his cheeks. the thin fabric of underwear letting him feel the heat and clench. his own dick resting upon his belly and if he made any sudden movements, sam would feel his girth gliding between their clothing. rowyn bites his bottom lip as he grips sam by the neck. his jaw resting between his index finger and thumb. he’d give a gentle squeeze as his asshole tugs further. deeper. he hovers close to the man’s face as he roughly kissed him. it was a nice mix of aggression and sensuality. possession was claimed of his bottom lip as he pins him beneath. “there’s only one right way to do this.” 

That initial sting was nothing compared to what came next. His attempts to keep his composure were futile now that the headmaster began to really lay it on him. His body squirmed under the whip but nothing could stop Sam’s wrath now that Theo’s head was pinned down, his wrists still bound tightly behind his back. He couldn’t help but cry out in pain. “Fuck”, he yelped, his feet shuffling around on the floor. “Fuck, sir. Thank you, sir”, he screamed. Theo almost feel Sam’s wrath with each lashing. There was something inside the headmaster that Theo hadn’t seen before. He wasn’t sure if this was purely sexual. Or if he’d done something wrong. All he knew is that Sam was, without a doubt, truly enjoying every minute of this. A fact that simultaneously scared him and turned him on.

~~~

Peyton grinned when the other said that perhaps he was right. “No, but I think that needing to know the hypotenuse theorem is a bit overboard. Who’s ever going to hold me up a gun point and demand that I recite it to them?” Peyton asked with a snort and a shake of his head. Peyton raised an eyebrow at the other. “What? You guys have like a fast track to CIA program or something?” Peyton asked with a snort and a quirked eyebrow.

Apparently Theo had already managed to make a name for himself at his new school. He had openly stated that he was open to screwing around with the faculty. He had already rode Chet. So, he was under the assumption that this was his punishment. Or perhaps the headmaster was simply curious. Regardless, Theo found himself forecfully bent over Sam’s desk, hands bound behind his back, his tight ass completely exposed. He wasn’t sure why he was being punished but he certainly wasn’t opposed to the idea of it. The headmaster was hotter than hell. He had no complaints. Yet.

“Fuck’”, Theo cried out as the whip came down on him. He wiggled a bit, unable to stay still as he worked through the sting. “Yes. Sir”, he huffed. Theodore was enjoying this a little too much. And it seemed as if the headmaster was enjoying himself as well. Theo pressed his chest down into the hard desk below him, arching his back and making it clear to Sam that he could take more. That he wanted more.

“ you filthy whore. “ sam smacked theo again and again, harder with each hit. he was not being merciful in the slightest. the headmaster pressed down on the young man’s head, pinning his skull to the wooden desk as he worked on his rear with the riding crop. the red marks were becoming brighter and redder and it wasn’t long before the pale white skin was replaced by an angry shade of crimson. the headmaster continued striking him, now moving to his thighs and legs. 

even though sam was supposed to keep his composure to maintain the ruse, it was hard in moments like this to disguise his sadistic pleasures. the joy he found in causing pain was almost too much to carry on a daily basis. 

~~~

Peyton’s cheeks flushed as he heard the headmaster’s words. “O-Oh? I’m sure he gives just about all of his students the same amount of interest as he does me.” Peyton hastly said. Peyton couldn’t help but to shiver as those eyes traveled up and down him, feeling as if the other was trying to look into his soul as he did so. “I’m just saying that I feel like my powers would be great in fields where math and science probably aren’t needed. Or at least not the levels that want to add alphabets to the equations.” Peyton said with asmall groan. “I wanna do something with reconnaissance and information gathering when I graduate. Maybe even the CIA or military or something. Not learn how to balance some dumb formula.” 

rowyn, by previous statistical evidence, was a man of many things. sloppy or half-procedures weren’t his thing. their touching had grown a little more; intimate, than most would’ve liked to endure. casually, rowyn would’ve declined. this wasn’t just a run-of-the-mill nor was it some random nightcap. it just happened to be poorly timed. his eyes never left the man. once their eye contact had been broken, rowyn’s hand cradles sam’s chin and he shifts his focus back to him. if there was anything about him, he knew how to thrive amongst attention. rowyn swam in his eyes. it was like static. the current surged- domino effect. he sifts through all the bullshit. one leg pinned into the bed and the other scoots, constricting around sam’s body. his weight pressing downwards as he gingerly lets fingers explore a little freely. they sought different angles and different points of contact. he stared down at sam like a hungry wolf ready to feast on the little rabbit beneath his chest. his weak grin was telling. “limits?” rowyn asks, obviously aware that their interests may lie elsewhere. Last thing he needed was to apply pressure in the wrong areas. “enough of them.” the nightgown falls, and he allows it to create a puddle of fabric right at the foot of his bed. “do you think you can handle me?” 

------- “ i love when our nights go this way. “ rowyn was the one person in the entire school that he considered to be on his level. the students were just simple lab rats and the other staff members were merely his employees but rowyn and sam were always on the same page. the other man was his second-in-command in a sense. he told him things that the other staff members were not privy to.  and there was no need for correction or doubt. “ don’t i always ? or do you think that you’re handling me ? i am fine with either. “ the headmaster’s hands cascaded up rowyn’s beautifully crafted torso, his fingers settling to cup the supple pectorals and give them a proper squeeze. they truly felt like two gluttonous kings sitting atop a very wicked empire. “ samuel could only hope to match the hunger in rowyn’s eyes. a gaze that competed with his own deviance was definitely arousing. rowyn truly did know how to charm a snake, didn’t he ? 

theo was bent over sam’s desk, nude and with his hands tied behind his back. samuel rarely fraternized with the students. staff, surely. he even once had a romp around with the pool boy. but when the younger man stepped into his admission’s office that one afternoon, the headmaster took a special interest. what better joy than to torture young minds and bodies. i mean, it would only be fair to give the young superhuman a fraction of the torture that he would inevitably be subject to while being reprogrammed. there wasn’t anything wrong with breaking them in a little early. maybe chet had the right idea, after all.  initially, samuel thought the boy would make a very poor super soldier. and even now he was certain that theo would not survive his time at the facility. but oh did he love causing pain and hearing them scream. if he wasn’t a headmaster he wished that his father had stationed him in one of the super-soldier facilities to witness it in person. 

sam hit theo’s pale ass with his riding crop. very hard. a red mark was already welting up on the skin that he made contact with. 

~~~

Peyton couldn’t help but to start slightly whenever a hand and a arm suddenly stopped him from moving. Peyton looked up at the other as he began firing off questions towards him, whistling as he shook his head. “Take a breath Mr. H,” Peyton said with a chuckle and a shrug of his shoulders. “I’m definitely enjoying my time here. I get to train my powers and all that jazz. If only math and science didn’t have to be taught here as well.” Peyton said with a groan and a shake of his head. “And…Well…Professor. Tul is a great professor.” Peyton said with a nod of his head.

Chet was easily aware of the things Samuel could do, not that he was afraid. Chet had driven fear out of his life from an early age. Still, that didn’t make the teacher disregard Samuel when a line was crossed. He had seen first hand the true extent of Samuel’s power when others crossed him, failed him, betrayed him. His eyes left the screen for a moment when he felt Samuel kiss the back of his neck, and he slightly turned to look at the man behind him before watching him go to his bar to get a drink. Chet remained for a moment and continued looking at the screen while listening to the other’s words. Chet undergone the reprogramming just like most of the staff here, the torture of it didn’t break him. The extensive poking and prodding was almost child’s play. The drugs…the many drugs they pumped into him, well, that left Chet in a very exhausted state. He could only remember Samuel being one of the few who helped him through it. Chet moved over to where the man stood by his bar and he turned him so they faced each other. “What can I do to prove myself?” Chet asked, voice deep and sultry, one hand on the man’s hip, the other finding the back of Samuel’s right thigh to raise his leg and wrap it around his waist, This way Samuel was on one foot but had Chet for support.