Nawson lifted a hand slightly. “Were the activities thingsyouliked doing? Would you want to do them without any prompting from another?”
“Yes.”
“Why did you come onto Trig first? Or did you?”
“I did. I just-” Riju didn’t know how to explain it. He’d never had sex before. Survival on the street had been more important, and he also hadn’t trusted any of the homeless people he’d occasionally hung around with at times even though he'd figured out he liked men at the age of fifteen. It was one thing to hang around another for a short time. It was another to get naked and start joining body parts.
After the incident when he was seventeen, he’d stopped hanging out with anyone. People could turn too fast.
Since he’d been properly fed, washed, and had a roof over his head, he’d been able to relax. Without focusing on survival, he’d started thinking about sex. Trig had become interesting to him in a new way.
“He did seem kind of like a savior after a while, but I wanted to try sex and explore things. He was open to it with me, and I found I had kinks too. Things grew, and I was happy for a long time. For the most part. There were a few issues later, but they seemed minor, and I started thinking about going out on my own. I’m capable of thinking and deciding things for myself.”
“Okay. I don’t believe you’re mentally retarded or incapable of taking care of yourself in general. You seem sure of yourself.”
Trig tilted his head. “You don’t live with him. You can’t pretend to know him after a few minutes.”
Nawson tapped his fingers on the desk. “Well, if you were fucking a man who truly couldn’t care for himself, it would say bad shit about what sort of person you are. It’s taking advantage, and insisting he’s retarded isn’t helping your case. We're not shuffling him off to you.”
Trig didn’t say anything, but Riju could almost feel his embarrassment. His earlier insistence sounded pretty bad now.
“If someone wants to leave a relationship, as Riju stated he wanted, you can’t keep them in your home and force them tostay with you,” said Nawson. “It’s abuse and technically taking a person prisoner.”
“Maybe he’s not retarded, but he needs more time to learn how to be on his own,” said Trig. “If it wasn’t for me, he’d be on the street.”
“It’s hard to get off the street once you’re on it,” said Nawson. “Someone who looks homeless might not be hired too quickly, and some people might have trouble in life or need more help. It doesn’t mean he needs a certain amount of years with someone, and you can’t decide to keep him with you. Again, your excuses sound like bullshit to me.”
The guard from earlier returned with two things tucked under his arm, and another followed. “Sir, we checked out Pleasure and Play. We counted the small money in the lockbox and looked through the ledger. There was only a couple of kops difference. I guess someone made a small mistake. There doesn’t appear to be any theft.”
“What’s that?”
“I think you should read it.” The guard handed Nawson a folded piece of parchment that Riju recognized as the slave contract. “Also, there was a whip on the stairs leading down into the basement.”
Nawson nodded. “That’s what you used to threaten Trig with. Right, Riju?”
“Yeah. Trig grabbed me when we tried to go upstairs, and I dropped the whip.”
“Is this true, Kit?”
“Yes.”
The guard cleared his throat. “Erm, there was a yellow puddle by the wall, and it smelled like piss. There was also a chain with a shackle.”
Nawson scanned the trio. “Does anyone want to explain the random piss puddle?”
“I said I was chained up all day,” said Kit. “I couldn't hold it, and it’s not like I had any other options.”
“You pissed on the floor to make it look like you were chained up all day,” said Trig. “You’re disgusting.”
“You’re a liar.”
Nawson started reading the contract. Riju knew he could possibly be in trouble now. He’d signed and helped Trig with caring for their slave who had no safe way out of anything on his own.
Chapter Nineteen
Kit noticed Trig’s face had grown quite tight. The contract Nawson was reading was illegal since Kit had technically been a true sex slave for months even though he'd willingly signed.
He suddenly realized Riju might be in trouble too. He’d signed and gone along with something illegal.