Chapter 21: Worst Strip Tease Ever

Gunderson was out of ideas. It had been three days since she had Jay brought to her and in those three days, she has done everything imaginable to get him to change his mind and get him hard so she could finally fuck him, but nothing worked.

She had stripped for him, in sexy lingerie and normal clothes. She had tried to give him a blow job, which did not end well. Shocking her greatly since she had heard from numerous men that she gave amazing blow jobs. She had even tried fucking herself, fucking Cody in front of him, nothing. Nothing could get Jay hard or not make him gag. Then there was one incident that Gunderson will never speak of, to anyone!

“Just give up already. I don’t understand why you won’t just cut your losses and kill him.” Cody said, for maybe the fifth time that day. Jay was not the only one disturbed by the brunette’s obsession. Sure, he liked the show and had a kink for exhibition, but he didn’t like that she was doing this for another man. Another man that was very clearly not interested.

“I will not kill him! I will get what I want! I just want him to desire me! To show him that I am way better than any man’s asshole!” Gunderson screamed, marching into the room that held the brunette’s cell.

After the first night, Gunderson had Cody move Jay into a room that they had transformed into a cell. He was still chained to the far wall though, to ensure he could never get away.

Jay was sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall he was chained to, thinking about the one person he wanted to get back to more than anything else in the world, Danial. He often wondered if his lover had found the engagement ring yet, if he liked it or not. If he hadn’t found it yet, if that meant Jay could still propose to him. That was often what Jay thought about. Dreaming about all the possible ways he could tell his love how much he loves him; how much he wants to spend the rest of his life with him.

Those thoughts were the only things keeping him sane as he tried to rid his mind of all the horrible things he was forced to watch in the last couple of days. Least he thought it was a couple of days. There was no way for him to tell how much time had passed since he had arrived here, but he was sure it was at least two to three days.

When he first arrived here, he thought for sure Gunderson was going to beat him until he changed his mind, but no, it just had to be something worse. If he was a straight man, this would be a dream come true, but he wasn’t, making all the things she was showing him that much worse. He just hoped that she would finally listen to him and let him go.

The creaking of the heavy metal door opening broke him out of his thoughts as he looked up to see Gunderson walks into the room, a disapproving glare on her heavily make-up covered face.

“Britney, please, just let me go. You haven’t done anything to me, so there would be no reason for me to press charges. If you let me go, I will never mention you or your boyfriend to anyone. Fuck, I’ll tell them I hit my head and got amnesia if that helps.” Jay says in a tired tone. Head resting against the far wall of his cell, his dull green eyes looking at the fuming brunette in her tight crop top, booty jean shorts, and no bra. Wishing to any god that was listening that she would put some real clothes on.

“I don’t understand how no matter what I have done, you haven’t got hard once!” She screams beginning to pace, trying to figure out what to do. At this point, she didn’t care if he changed his sexuality, all she wanted now was to be able to fuck him just once. To feel like she succeeded in at least some aspect of her plan.

Jay sighing in annoyance made her deranged glare turn to him, giving her a very bad idea. A sinister smile spread across her face, brown eyes darkening with malicious intent.

Green eyes widen in shock and horror, a sinking feeling settling deep within his gut as she starts stalking over to him, opening his cell door with the only key. He tries to move as far away from her as he can, as she comes to squat down in front of him, the malevolent smile still on her face. One of her long-manicured hands comes up to roughly grab his chin forcing him to face her, their noses almost brushing against each other.

“If you let me fuck you, I will let you go.” Her words were meant to be seductive, but all they did was make his skin crawl.

“You could have a gun up to my head and I would still never agree to that. I will never have sex with you or be with you in any way. I will NOT betray Danny like that.” His voice was fierce, determination burning in his once again vibrant emerald, green eyes. Jay growls at her, a deep scowl on his face, challenging Gunderson.

The furious brunette stands up, bright red with rage, smoke practically coming out of her ears as she finally snaps. An evil grin spread across her twisted face, giving the joker a run for his money.

“Fine, if that is how you want to play it, then I will just punish you instead.” As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she balled up fists and marched out of the room, only to come back with a wooden cane. The brunette eyed the cane in confusion till he realized what she planned to do with it. Gunderson started raising the cane above her head, the sick smile still proudly seated on her face. “You will change your mind one way or another, by the time I’m done with you.” That was when the cane finally came down, catching Jay in the side of the head, knocking him out cold.

~Day Four~

Danial was sitting at home, going through everything Killian was able to get from the first 24 hours of work. It turned out that as soon as Jay went missing, so did Gunderson. Neither her friends nor family had seen her, but they had called her. She had told them she was staying over at her new ‘boyfriends’ house.

With that lead, Killian had looked into who this mystery man could be and he couldn’t find a single sign of any boyfriend, but he did find out that she had been seeing a loner blonde male that she had met a couple of weeks ago.

When Killian had called and asked the brunette's parents about Gunderson’s boyfriend and if they had a name, they all said the same name, Jay. After breaking into the psycho’s apartment, he found a shrine dedicated to the brunette on her bedroom wall. Something that made the experienced blonde’s skin crawl with discomfort and disgust.

When Killian had shown the pictures to Danial and told him everything he had found out, Danial just about lost his shit. Sure, he may have thrown his glass at the wall, shattering it into a million sharp little pieces, but at least he didn’t march over to the girl’s apartment to set it on fire.

And that was all in one day and night. Now it was noon the following day and Danial was studying every piece of information the weird blonde had brought him, when a knock sounded on his door, breaking his concentration.

The blonde groaned with annoyance as he got up from his seat and walked over to the front door, yanking it open. Killian stood on the other side, takeout in one hand and a brown leather briefcase in the other. Danial eyed the takeout with suspicion before stepping aside to let the other male in.

“Afternoon, kid! I brought lunch!” Killian said, far to chipper as he pulled off his tan overcoat. Danial growled at him, running his hands down his face.

“Seriously. Aren’t you supposed to be finding Deku not getting takeout!” Killian rolled his eyes as he set the food down on the younger blonde’s kitchen counter.

“Trust me Danial, I have a very good reason. Have you ever heard of the restaurant The Golden Crown? It’s an adult restaurant on the east side of town.” The older male asks, pulling out the containers of food. Danial furrowed his eyebrows in confusion before shaking his head. “There is a very specific blonde that works there as a bartender, along with a very special brunette waitress that started there about two months ago. A couple of blocks from Gunderson’s apartment.” Golden eyes settle on defined features that now understand the significance of this sudden need for food from the other male. Danial growls as Killian hands him the briefcase, who opens it with rushed conviction.

Killian sits down on one of the bar stools, silently eating his food as Danial looks through the pictures and notes he had gathered while out. It showed Cody and Gunderson arguing outside the restaurant before getting in a car that drove to an isolated house that just so happened to be owned by Gunderson’s right hand man.

There were also pictures of Cody leaving and coming back with a brown paper bag filled with something he couldn’t see.

“I followed that creep to a pharmacy six miles away, where he bought a variety of medical supplies. I was able to stage myself as one of the employees. That man is dumb and far too easy to manipulate. Anyways, he was asking for information about how to tell if someone had broken bones or brain damage and if there was any way to make someone horny when they have no desire to have sex, specifically for men.” Killian’s voice was rough with distaste, unease swirling in his golden eyes as he watched Danial's face twist from distress to white hot fury and murderous intent. Danial slams his hands down on the counter and stomps into the living room, throwing the lamp that was on the side table, against the wall.

“How fucking dare, they, I’m going to beat the shit out of them!! Where is he?! I am going to get him right now!” Before Killian could say anything, Danial was running for the door, grabbing his phone and keys, shoving his feet into his shoes. When his brain had finally caught up with his eyes, the older male got up from his seat, rushing over to stop Danial from doing anything rash.

“Hey kid, you need to calm down! Take a breath! If you charge in there with no plan or back up, who knows what will happen to you! They could use you against Jay to get him to do anything they want!” He grabs Danial’s shoulders, trying to ground him, to get him to calm down.

“I don’t care! He is hurt! Deku is hurt and there could be something seriously wrong with him!” There were now tears filling storm-blue eyes as his head slumped forward, hands clenched at his sides. Golden eyes shined with concern for the young man, memories of the past becoming too strong to ignore.

“That is why we need to think this through. You can’t carry him out of there on your own. Especially if they are armed and he’s unconscious.” Killian said, leading him over to sit on one of the bar stools.

“I am a master in hand-to-hand combat and weapons training. I will be fine. If he is hurt, I will call 911 and give them the address before getting him out. I just need to get to him before they go too far.” Danial had his head in his hands, elbows resting on the counter as he tried not to think about the possibility of losing Jay forever.

Killian thought about what they should do. He has been in a situation like this before, and unfortunately last time, they didn’t all make it out okay. Grief glazed over his usually mischievous golden eyes.

Silence fills the room as both blondes try and figure out a solution to the conundrums that was plaguing their thoughts. About what they should do.

“You aren’t the first soulmate couple I’ve helped over the years.” Killian’s voice was low, sadness written all over his face. Danial’s head snaps up to look at him, surprised. “But last time… last time we didn’t all make it out okay. It was an outsider that hired me. Just like Margret. It was the father of the girl. Her soulmate had been taken hostage while away on a business trip. He was from a powerful family, while she was not. Her father knew me from our time in the military together. He was my commanding officer. There was no second guessing on my part, I wanted to help. They were my first clients that I took outside the government. I was told that if I ever wanted to do work with someone from outside the prime minister circle I could, but to be careful. I wasn’t. I thought I was untouchable because I now worked for the prime minister of Japan himself. That nothing and no one could touch me. I was wrong. In the end, both the soulmates lost their lives, and I lost my freedom. It took five years for me to get our government to finally let me help people again who wanted to hire me. With one rule, I could not get my hands dirty.” There was a single tear sliding down his face, but his eyes were now filled with determination as Killian finally made eye contact with the stunned and speechless younger blonde.

“What does that mean for us?” The younger one finally said, curiosity shining in his wide storm-blue eyes.

“It means… I’m going to do everything possible to help you get your soulmate back.”