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Theon had always been conscious of his looks, he tried to hide that fact from everyone around him hating showing weakness to his peers. Thats why he couldn't work out as to why the new customer had taken a interest in him theon didnt think of himself as a real intresting person to talk to either especially while working.
The new regular would come in near Daily and request the same drink, Americano with just a dash of milk, he had memorized theons name tag and would request him to serve him each time even though it was a simple order.
It was a slow afternoon theon let his mind drift wondering when he'd make his appearance, soon after the bell on the door rang and was met with a familiar smile and bright blue eyes heading towards the counter. The man was always dressed well but today especially with a crisp white button up shirt with dark navy dress trousers and oxford shoes to match, theon couldnt help but let his sight linger on him.
'Hey, the usual?' Theon said in his customer service voice giving a polite smile. The stranger gave a nod 'and two latte's ..meetings' he replied while rolling his eyes.
Theon chuckled and busied himself in his work, they had they're usual chatter between them the stranger asking him questions about himself here and there.
As theon was finishing the order and placing them on the counter the man cleared his throat to get his attention 'can you make the Americano to ramsay i want to avoid any confusion'.
Theons penmanship had always been sloppy but he tried to write ramsay's name as neatly as he could, he was unaware he was mumbling the name to himself slowly as he wrote.
As he handed the last cup over he saw ramsay eyes focused on his forearm he hadn't realised the shirt has slid up when he was writing and had exposed his cuts. Quickly pulling the shirt down theon could feel his face starting to warm and lowered his eyes, when he felt brave enough to look back up ramsay was looking down on him smiling, maybe he hasn't saw he thought.
Turning and walking ramsay gave a wave 'I'll see you soon..theon' he said grinning to himself.

It was 6pm by time the clean up was done theon was locking the shop doors he was looking forward to the walk home just him, the evening air and a few smokes. The town was small and the walk was short so he'd try to drag it out along as he could, he didn't particularly like being at home. Halfway home and a car pulls up beside him it looked brand new a sporty grey model, the windows slightly tinted began to roll down and a voice shouts to him. It was ramsay, he pulled up the car and walked towards theon who stood awkwardly not really knowing why he had stopped to talk to him.
Casually walking over ramsay took out a cigarette of his own and lit It 'I'm glad I ran into you, I'm in need of a drink and directions to a bar, wouldn't mind someone to drink with if you'll join me?' He blew his smoke a little to the side but still ended up in theons face.
Theon was quiet for a moment he felt drawn to ramsay he couldn't deny he was attracted to him and wouldn't be opposed to learning more about the man but he wasn't sure it was a smart idea to go have drinks with a man he had just learnt the name of a few hours ago, but he also thought what was waiting for him at home.
His dad probably drunk and ready to start a fight with him and hiding in his room alone the rest of the night. 'uh yeah sure maybe for a couple i know a place'

The bar was unusually busy for a weekday evening but theon liked this place it was small with a upstairs seating area. Surprisingly to theon he was glad he took the invitation the conversation was easy and ramsay was so charming he was drawn into him.
They were on their second drink ramsay had gone to the bar downstairs and brought back theon a kraken rum and Coke and himself a ipa beer. Theon wondered if he had gotten him a double he could feel the affects of the alcohol reaching him. He stood up telling ramsay he would be back in a second but found his legs wouldn't move how he wanted them to and fell back into the chair. 'Here let me help' ramsay chuckled coming round to his side and holding him up 'we're leaving'.
Theon was too far gone to protest and didnt really mind leaning on Ramsay for support, he could feel ramsays arm he had some muscle on him theon was a bit shocked the clothing he wore when he came into the cafe was deceiving he wouldn't of guessed.

They stumbled out of the bar and back to his car opening the back door and laying theon inside. 'You know' ramsay said coldly 'you shouldn't really let strangers buy you drinks' he ran his fingers through theons hair.
Theon realised something wasn't right he wasn't able to move his body at all, this was more than just having one to many drinks, he heared ramsay climb into the drivers seat and start the engine, he tried to ask ramsay what was happening but wasn't able to speak what came out of his mouth was a grunting sound.

Ramsay laughed at him, as theons vision faded to black he heard ramsay chuckling saying 'you're perfect'

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Theon felt cold his eyes were heavy he kept them shut letting them rest he reached for his blanket but soon realised he couldn't move, his hands were bound behind his back his eyes shot open. He was on a concrete floor, the room was a dark no light not even a window he couldn't see much of anything but could make out a couple of chairs and a table.
He shouted out 'Hello?' But wished he didn't his head was pounding and he felt dazed he couldn't remember much of what happened the night before, he had no idea how he ended up here and that scared him.

He lay there wrestling with his bounds trying to break free but the zip ties on his wrist kept him secure he only succeeded in making his wrists hurt more. A Light flicked on followed by a dull buzzing sound and he could see a figure in the opposite corner it took his eyes a minute to adjust to the new light, a voice filled with amusment spoke to him 'I see your awake finally'.
Theons heart dropped it was ramsay the events from the bar came rushing to his mind how had he forgotten? He felt like a idiot he knew he shouldn't of let a stranger buy and handle his drinks.
He pushed himself back against the wall as best as he could while only having use of his feet 'w- what, what do you want' theon managed to stammer out. 'Untie me let me go, I- I need to go home' he hated how his voice had cracked.

Ramsay took slow steps towards him each step echoing through the room, theon jumping a little with each step. ' Dont lie, I know no one at home is missing you, oh? are you shaking theon? It's okay' Ramsay said condescendingly the grin on his face seemingly getting bigger.
'I know some things about you Theon, now feel free to speak up if im wrong.' he began pacing and spoke slowly 'I know you're father doesn't care for you, that he beats you and you're too weak to stand up to him so instead you lock yourself in your room, hurt yourself and cry yourself to sleep no?'

The look theon gave him filled him with ecstasy he was sure theon was about to cry he new he had struck a sensitive spot. Ramsay stopped pacing and stood right in front of Theon, he spoke again this time softly crouching down so their eyes met 'I want me and you to play a game okay.' He studied Theons face.
Theon wasn't sure he heared correctly 'what do you mean, a game? What kind of game.'
The grin on ramsays face dropped in a instant 'The kind where you do as I tell you and you don't get hurt. Understand?'
Theon wasnt sure he understood but gave a small nod deciding maybe he should play along until he could find a way to get himself out of this.

He was still pulling against his restraints but unexpectedly ramsay undid them. Theon stood abruptly this might be his only chance he pushed past Ramsay as hard as he could and ran to the door, he turned the handle and- nothing. Theon pulled it, slammed his entire weight against it banging his fist on the door and screaming for help.Still to his horror nothing happened.

A hand grabbed his shoulder and turned him around with all the noise he was making he didn't hear ramsay come behind him. Theon saw a glimpse of a fist crashing towards his face and he fell to the floor, without a moments rest a foot came flying towards him, his nose started pouring blood and his eyes Leaked.
He raised his arms to protect his face but ramsay directed the assault to his torso instead, he refused to cry out but let a few grunts escape him when four sharp kicks hit his stomache. The assault came to a stop but theon kept his face covered unwilling to let ramsay see that his face was wet with tears.

Ramsay laughed 'Are you stupid? Like I wouldnt lock the doors! You dont leave unless I tell you to' the room was quite the only sound coming from theons heavy breathing. Ramsay stood over him marvelling at his work he loved blood the deep colour, the way it ever so delicately left trails across the body, every now and then he even craved the salty taste.

He gently placed one foot on theons head and pushed it up a little so he could admire the beaten look on his face' Have you learned your lesson, are you ready to be a good boy for me now?' Theons eyes flicked to the ground but returned a small nod.

'You got blood one my shoe. Clean it'
Theon froze he didn't want to give ramsay the satisfaction of following his orders but he knew he wasn't really in a position to refuse he couldn't take another beating so soon.
Theon pulled the sleeve of his wrist down over his hands and rubbed where he could see blood. He made theon nauseous to think it was tiny parts of himself he was wiping away, he had seen his own blood plenty of times but seeing it on someone else's shoes was an entirely new experience even his father didn't put him through humiliation like this.

'Enough, good boy' ramsay reached down his hand and gave his head a firm pat. Ramsay grabbed him by his neck and dragged him to the other side off the room away from the only door and threw him onto a pile of blankets he hadn't seen earlier Theon wondered if the blankets were some sort of peace offering or just coincidental. Ramsay left the room without saying a word and Theon was left alone to try and process what the fuck had just happened to him.

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It felt like weeks had passed since theon last saw Ramsay but in reality it had been two days. To pass the time Theon had explored every inch of the room though it was dark so he couldn't see all that much, he had even tried to pry the door open which had just left him nursing bruised fingers. Today his heart felt like it was going to explode out of his chest with anxiety, he couldn't escape the thought that he was he going to be left here alone to inevitably die from dehydration, why was this happening to him, he didn't want to die alone like this.

Few more hours had passed and Theon was exhausted every ounce of energy had been drained from his body trying to find a way out he curled up on the blanket pile they had started to stink, the whole room did but he had stopped noticing the smell a bit ago. There came a sound from the other side of the door theon sat up he could feel his body tense up. As the door to the room opened a dull light flickered on, Theon had to squint to let his eyes adjust to the new light.

'Hello pet, did you miss me' ramsay smiled sitting down on one of the wooden chairs placing two bottles of water on the table next to him.
Theon could feel his eyes piercing him as if ramsay was staring right through his clothes, no right through his skin, he soothed himself stroking his arms willing his hands to stop shaking just for a moment.

Ramsay was feeling ecstatic he did it, after months of watching Theon learning his patterns he just knew Theon would be perfect for him.

Taking him was so much easier than anticipated he really hadn't expected him to take up his offer to go for a drink so quickly, it felt like theon had practically begged for this.
It took a lot of willpower to leave theon for two days but he wanted to theon to need him to be scared to be with him but more terrified to be without.
The room was silent his gaze was fixed on theon every little twitch every unsure movement he made was memorising.

Ramsay let the silence drag on he was loving watching theons brain tick over watching him grow more nervous with every passing second 'Here' ramsay commanded after a uncomfortably long silence, pointing to the ground infront of him.
Theon stood up his legs felt weak from sitting on the hard floor for so long he walked ever so slowly towards ramsay hating that he was obeying but the chance that the water was for him pushing him forward sitting in the wooden chair next to him.

'Did I tell you to sit on the chair?'
Theon didn't bother to reply but shot him a glare he wanted water but he had his dignity at least he still had that.

Without warning the chair was kicked from underneath him ramsay towered over him 'did I say sit in the fucking chair?' Ramsay seemed to growl at him.
Something in theon broke he wanted to tackle ramsay but he needed water desperately, instead he hung his head and muttered 'no- sorry.'

Sitting back down ramsay sighed and threw one of the bottles of water at him 'I suppose it can't be helped you are stupid aren't you? You'll learn soon enough.'
The water was practically gone when ramsay finished talking he hadn't noticed the water dripping from his chin in his haste to drink as much as he could. Leaning forward in his chair ramsay reached a hand out to wipe the dripping water,he let his hand rest on theons chin lifting his face up so their eyes met, theon flinched as ramsay stroked the beginnings of a bruise on his face but didn't move away completely. 'God you're a mess, and you're starting to reek too theon, actually think reek suits you more. Tell me, whats your name' ramsays voice was like silk.

Theon glared at him 'my names Theon Greyjoy'
The soft hand on his face quickly became nails digging at his scalp and his hair being pulled yanking his head back, a slap came to the right side of his face.
'Your name' ramsays tone has changed it was cold, emotionless theon thought it matched his eyes.
Again theon replied 'my names theon', he shut his eyes expecting to receive another slap but instead he was pushed forcefully down onto his back, his arms pinned by ramsays legs he struggled to breath with ramsays weight onto of him it felt like he was being crushed. His shirt was pulled off and discarded and he felt something cold on his chest, he opened his eyes and looked down to the cold sensation, a knife, it was small but it looked sharp he could already feel a little pinch from it resting on his skin.

Ramsay asked again but Theons wide eyed unable to look away from the knife just shook his head forgetting how to form words.
Burning, that's what it felt like as the knife tore open the skin just under the collar bones and dragged to the middle of his chest, he gasped he wasnt really proccessing what was happening, the action was repeated again underneath the first one and then on the other side of his chest.
Theon was struggling trying to get ramsay off of him. he could feel ramsays hardness pressed into him, it made him feel sick, but he was pinned all he could do was kick his legs he realised had no choice to lie there and take it, he started screaming.

Ramsay dragged the knife from his chest to his stomache he dug the knife a bit deeper, he wasn't aiming to cause theon any real damage but he wanted the wounds to bleed more. He dug his knife in and trailed it down to theons hips three more times.
Theon was sobbing he was whispering a mantra of I'm sorry over and and over again, he'd never felt pain like this before he needed it to stop he didn't think he could take anymore. His entire front was filled with streaks of red ramsays fingers ideally traced the wounds turning his fingers red 'Are you going to be a good boy now and tell me your name?'

He closed his eyes tight and shook his head no again his chest heaving ragged breaths he wasn't about to give up his name and answer to this psycho degrading him.
'Mm, okay'
and just like that ramsay stood up and left, as soon as he heared the door shut behind him theon had passed out.

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Ramsay was furious he knew theon was weak he had learnt everything about him he was sure of it, he didn't make mistakes. Leaving him alone should of worked.
He wanted to leave theon down there till he starved to death. Thinking of theon on the brink of death regretting his disobedience did calm him but it wasn't a option yet he hadn't really gotten the chance to play with him yet after all.

Ramsay didn't visit theon for the next six days he wanted to make the fear of being forgotten a reality. Ramsay had left him a water bottle so he was certain his plaything wouldn't die on him just make him very agreeable to follow his directions.

Theon wasn't sure how much time had past but he knew he was getting desperate he really didn't think ramsay would leave him like this.
He had given up on escaping he felt too weak to move even if he found a miracle and managed to get out. His body hurt he had cleaned up his wounds as best as he could they had started scabbing over but he found himself uncociously picking at them out of boredom, he had tried eating the flakes but his body would tremble and heave he was disgusted with himself but all his mind could focus on was the crippling feeling of hunger.
He clutched desperately to the water bottle ramsay had left him. He cursed himself for being so greedy he had already drank the last of it he should of made it last longer.

He was ashamed but he was imaging ramsay coming back and bring him something to nurish himself. Maybe staying and spending some time with him maybe even petting his head again. He quickly pushed the thought to the back of his mind.

Theon had always kept to himself he only really spoke to his sister on a monthly basis and his only other friend was Robb, he wondered if he had noticed he was missing hoping he was looking for him. Theon was bad at keeping in touch it had already been a week since he spoke to Robb, would he think he had just ghosted him?
He clawed at his wrists he needed a release from his thoughts.

The door cracked open and there he stood, like he read theons mind ramsay was back. A rush of relieve ran over theons body then immediately tensed with fear.
He was trembling his emotions were already high ge couldn't hold back his sobbing.
'sorry please I-im sorry im s-sorry im so sorry please' He was choking on his own word.
Ramsays face lit up, he had come with the intentions of punishing his pet but the reaction his was getting out of theon was exactly what he was waiting for. He placed a bowl on the table before walking closer to theon and towered over him who was sat on the floor.
'Oh? And what are you sorry for?'

Theon had casted his eyes down he couldn't look at ramsay his face made it harder his smug expression was too much.
'For not knowing my name.'

'Well? What is your name? You won't like what will happen if you're wrong yet again'
Ramsays voice was dark, he knew he wasn't bluffing.

'its Reek. I- im Reek.'

'Good boy, I never want you to force me to remind you again. Since you've been so good I have a reward for you.'

He walked over to the table and held up a bowl and placed it on the floor 'come here' he beckoned with his hand. 'Stay on your hands and knees.' Reek crawled over, the shame he would of felt vanished over the promise of sustenance. The bowl had a few chunks of shredded chicken and peas thrown in just enough to stop his stomache from hurting.
'Eat.' Reek reached out his hand but it was kicked away. He look up with a face of confusion. 'That's how humans eat stupid. Are you human?' Reek shook his head slowly tears already forming in his eyes. 'Exactly, no you're not. What are you?'

'I, I don't know.' His heart had dropped how was he even supposed to answer that. Ramsay made a show of sighing and shaking his head. 'Fuck maybe your not as smart as u thought you were, you're a dog reek. I thought that much was obvious. Do you know how dogs eat? Or am I going to be forced to spell that out for you too.'

He shook his head no and lowered his face into the bowl. He was humiliated, he could feel his face heating up.He lapped up his meal regardless.

'Good boy, isn't it so much easier doing as you're told' ramsay cooed. Reek nodded it was easier.