[Laruku] [Tetsuhai] Taste of Love

[radhaj]

Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Those people are not mine. I only wish they were
Warnings: All sorts of ickness: slavery, bdsm, bondage, all sorts of kinks, including the fact that Hyde is a minor in this one. Like, really a minor. You have been warned.
Summary: In a country where slavery is the main source of income, Hideto sacrifices his own freedom to protect his sister's. Young and impressionable, he finds himself giving his trust to the kind slave trainer that bought him, but there is no hope anymore for the inexperienced boy to ever experience what love is now that he's no longer in control of his own life... or is there?


Chapter 12

Despite owning two cars, Tetsuya barely ever drove them. It was a pity since he actually enjoyed driving a lot, but with his home being within walking distance from the city center and not many other opportunities to get some exercise aside from walking to the places he needed to go to (and sex, he supposed, but he was not about to rely on sex only to keep his body in shape), he ended up only picking up his car keys every once in a couple of weeks or so.

Today was one of those rare occasions. The address that was written on the papers he received during the transaction when he bought Hyde was on the other side of the huge city, and he still wanted to be back home in time for dinner, meaning in just a couple of hours, so going by car it was.

The drive didn't turn out to be as relaxing an experience as he had come to expect it to be. There were too many thoughts milling in his head, most of them, unsurprisingly, circling around his newest purchase. He had taken a risk buying the boy. Not that he had any doubt about the boy's potential as a slave and the profit he could bring in, but rather because he knew that he took on a task that was vastly different from any he had taken on before. The small “crisis” during their latest conversation reminded him of it in the most obvious way possible – not only was Hyde male and one of the youngest he had ever bought before, he was also the first slave Tetsuya had in his care who had lived free up until a couple of days before. Someone who still remembered what it was like to have your own plans for the future, someone who had yet to make peace with their new reality.

That didn't discourage him however. On the contrary, the more it seemed like it would be difficult, the more excited about it the slave trainer became. Today went so well after all. He had never had to deal with such a panic attack before, but it appeared that he had been able to say the right thing and that gave him a boost of self-confidence. Something he would probably need.

This trip to speak with Hyde's ex-employer to take care of terminating the contract because of the change of the boy's status was also something he had never had to do before, but it was only one more task in a whole slew of others that the young slave trainer had had to take care of today in regards to Hyde. The whole first half of the day had been spent shopping, obviously, but he also had to pay a visit to the registry office to tie up the few left-over loose ends of bureaucratic nonsense (and waste an infuriating amount of time in queues for it), check in with a few of the places he had temporary employment agreements with to see if they were okay with a change of the gender of a slave he would later on be sending in to work there and, finally, the least favorite of his – file a complaint to the police department about the men that sold the boy to get more than their due of money. That was something he knew would take ages to solve through, but at least he made the first step already and now had to wait for a response from the authorities before he could act further.

His first stop now, however, was at Hyde's and his sister's house... thought one could hardly even call it that. It was no more than a small hut in a neighborhood of residences that were all in about the same, worrisome state. Tetsuya was even careful not to knock on the door too strongly, though logically he knew the shack would have collapsed ages ago if it really were as brittle as it seemed. He didn't know how he felt about possibly meeting his new slave's actual sister, but he ended up not having to find out. There was no response to his knock as it seemed the girl was not at home. Probably at work, really. Even if she was shocked and distressed with what recently happened to her brother, she probably couldn't have afforded any days off. Tetsuya ended up simply putting the envelope into the rusted metal mailbox and leaving, but not before noticing a few heads poking out of the windows of a few close-by houses, all of them staring at him and the car he had arrived in.

Now Keiji Kurimoto, the noble owner of the huge plantation most of these people worked in, lived in much better conditions. His house stood on a small hill on the edge of his vast lands, overlooking them, at least twice as big as Tetsuya's own home. The slave trainer hated the sort of people like this the most: he might be the one actually trading in slaves, but at least he was honest about it. People like Kurimoto made sure their employees' lives were even worse than those of actual slaves yet expected nothing but praise for giving livelihood to so many regular people depending on such menial jobs as they required to be done. Nevermind that they paid minimum wages and then made sure to rent out places for them to live at a rate that was barely below what the earned, thus getting most of their money (minus the taxes, obviously) back. It was people like Kurimoto Keiji that made it so easy for people such as the ones that loaned Hyde's sister money to prey upon the poor. They were the ones that made impossible, decades after decades, for this huge gap between different society layers of Sklabitia to ever be closed.

And yet here Tetsuya was, with no choice but to go talk with the man and probably even pay some compensation money for severing a contract before it expired. He couldn't wait to be done with it already.