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Izer wasn't a loved child when he was young. Born with purple Scales, he was considered a freak by the medical staff and his parents. As a seahorse lizard, his belly scales naturally changed colour depending on his mood like a mood ring. Yet the rest of him was purple, instead of what should have been a rusty brown or a yellow. His parents didn't treat him well often not feeding him or punish him for little reason and he was always sickly and weak as a result. He didn't know, but his life caused his parents to come to the brink of bankruptcy and divorce, as his parents mistreatment's all became blurs. His father had decided that he would do anything he could to stop his son from carrying a child, and wouldn't continue his 'diseased' DNA. They decided to save themselves from destitution and sold him into slavery. The fact he was a seahorse lizard, and of odd and unique colour made him a particular oddity, and was seen almost as a collectors item in the slave trade. As a result of this, his first master; a human male named Cameron Salt, purchased him for a large amount of money.

"Move..." Izer's new owner said with a low threatening voice "And I'll Break your legs" Izer whimpered, feeling the restraints firmly hold him naked and spreadeagled against the wall on his bright blue belly, his back exposed in the hot steamy room. He knew what was coming, and he couldn't help but want to cry. He choked back tears fearing the large mans anger if he was to cry, and he stayed as still as he could even tho every nerve told him to struggle and flee.

"Five, four, Three" the human muttered, barely audible but still loud enough that Izer could hear. He didn't even wait till he reached 'one', Pressing the white hot branding iron firmly against the lizards right shoulder blade. The purple lizard Screamed in agony. His voice strained to convey the pure agony he was in as his scales quickly melted, and the thin soft skin bellow bubbled and blistered, any bodily fluids hissing away with the smoke and steam off of the white hot metal, which slowly lost its heat into his young subtle skin.

"Shut the fuck up" Cameron swore, smacking him across the muzzle with his other hand. His throat sore from the scream, he couldn't elicit and noises to come forth as tears streamed down his face. His body twitched and shook as he sobbed, he tried to stay still, but his body acted against him. There was a splash of ice cold water against his back and the fresh branding, the effect of which was like pure salt on an open wound causing his to cry out hoarsely in pain. Altho at that stage Izer didn't know that his mater took pride in using salt water on open wounds to cause pain and that the water was salted, just for this reason.

"God your so pathetic" Cameron spat at him, releasing the restraints, Izer slumped to the floor, only to be grabbed by his jaw and dragged to his feet after a few seconds later, his new master, with a freshly lit cigarette in his mouth staring into his eyes.

"Get this you Little Scaled piece of trash" he started, breathing a breath of smoke into Izer's eyes making them water "I Own you, that brand, makes you MY slave! You will Eat what I tell you to, Sleep where I tell you to, and You will DO What I tell you to Got it!? If you Disobey, you will be punished! If you try to run, you will be punished! Is that UNDER STOOD?!" Izer nodded continuing to cry. He yelped as he was thrown to the floor in a heap roughly.

"Good, Now Follow me and Keep Quiet!" reluctantly, Izer got to his feet.

He was lead through the reasonably sized house. The ice cold black tiled floor bellow his bare paws contrast painfully with the still searing burn on his back. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the tears from running down his face, and he constantly had to wipe his eyes. He didn't want to incur the humans wrath by running into a wall or something else, seeing as his new master had already shown how violent he could be. Izer followed as quickly as he could, but stayed a few steps behind. The black tiles bellow contrasted well with the white walls, the house was sparsely decorated, and there was a strange smell in the air other than the overwhelming tobacco smell from his constantly smoking owner. Soon they walked into a bathroom and Before he could say anything, he was grabbed roughly and dropped, back first into a bathtub of cold water. He was under the near freezing water for a few moments, but for him, it felt like an eternity, every nerve in his body screamed in sharp agony. But while he was there he felt at peace, the world calm, at least for a moment before he was yanked back above the water by his neck. He was scrubbed forcibly, a few scales coming loose in the process, but his master thankfully avoided his branding. He looked around as best he could without moving, the tub was an old plated steel tub. The room was tiled with white tiles, and a shower was in the opposite corner to the door.

His master seemed to take pleasure in the process of examining Izer's whole body while cleaning him roughly, his hands going to places that the young lizard felt deeply embarrassed about and wished he hadn't. Soon he was covered in soap suds, and a bucket of cold water was dowsed on him to wash them off and he was hoisted from the tub shivering. A towel was quickly wrapped around him, and he was dried briskly and again roughly before he was lead out of the room.

This time he couldn't feel his back anymore, and he wasn't crying either he managed to get a better look around the house as he was lead to another room. The black tiles were in every room, the living area had a large rug on the floor in front of a large Television and lounge. A fireplace in the corner next to a glass door that lead to the back yard. They continued on till they passed the laundry and came to another room that was barely bigger than a closet. A cage sat in the corner with what looked like a doggy bed and a blanket in it, a bucket of water under a slowly dripping tap was next to it. The room was tiled as well, from wall to wall and floor to ceiling. A small table sat opposite the cage with a small metal cup and a bowl on it and what looked like a loin cloth. The only carpeting in the room was under the cage, obviously to stop it from scratching the tiles. A small, low watt globe hung from the ceiling to illuminate the room the only other door, leading to a tiny room with a toilet in it.

"This is your room" Cameron said pulling him inside and tossed the loincloth at him "You will wear this whenever there are Other people in the house, unless I say otherwise got it!? Your food will be served in this Bowl and you will wash all of the dishes when you have finished eating" Izer nodded, not noticing the human had walked around behind him to the door "There is a Toilet in there. You will get your first set of instructions in the morning! Now go to bed!" Izer blinked at hearing that and turned to face his master in time to see the door slam shut, the sound of locks being put in place coming from the other side. He whimpered softly wanting to cry but no tears would come. Walking over to the cage, he curled up in the bed and pulled the blanket over himself shivering again, the heat of the branding came back again with a sharp bite just as he succumbed to his exhaustion.

Two years later, Izer Woke up in his cold tiled room. His breakfast was already waiting for him in his bowl on the table as usual, Today it was Cereal with cold milk over it.

"I must have pleased master somehow yesterday" the thought to himself as he started eating, grabbing a cup of water from the bucket. There was a new list of instructions for him on the table, which he read while he ate quietly.

"Chore List" which was printed neatly at the top of the pad paper, bellow it followed his masters horrible handwriting and spelling:

Scrub all Floors

Scrub bathroom walls as well as your own walls Bitch

Mow Back lawn

Trim backyard hedges

Pull all weeds, even in the fucking lawn

Clean Pool and Pool filter!

After all of this is Finished have a Bath! We will have visitors and you will not wear your loincloth tonight!

Izer sighed and finished his breakfast quickly. Visitors, that meant that his master would probably get drunk, and he would more than likely miss dinner. He licked the bowl clean and finished his cup of water before using the toilet and making his way to the kitchen. He quickly washed the dishes, and then started on his chores, starting on the yard work because if he cleaned the house he would just track dirt in through the house. The sun felt heavenly on his scales, warming him nicely it gave him energy to work quickly and his belly changed colour to a light orange to show his enjoyment. Occasionally the sun would catch on his back and shine on his slave branding, making him remember the terrible night he was brought here. He made quick work of weeding, having foreseen the request he had been working on it for the last few days. He trimmed the hedges and left the small branches on the floor, having found out that mowing over them was easier than picking them up. The various woods left enchanting and enjoyable smells in the air and on his skin, but his quickly developing layer of sweat started to ruin that. He mowed the lawn and moved onto the pool he pulls apart and sprays clean the pump and filter before placing it back together and turning it on. He sucks the bottom of the pool free of dirt and debris using the pool vacuum and then uses the net to collect floating leaves from the top.

Just for good measure before he goes inside, he washes down the deck, using the scrubbing broom to clean it off and clean the windows. Hopefully, this would impress his master, and he'd get a good breakfast again or a nice dinner. Heading inside, he started on the floors. Getting the scrubbing brush and cleaning products out of the broom closet, he set to work, going tile by black tile paying as close attention to detail as he can. He worked quickly, but at the same time tried not to rush his work, going slowly across the rooms, he soon reached the bathroom, intending to finish there, he looked at the already drawn bathtub of cold water. It was always cold, his master had once told him that he wasn't worth using energy to heat the water, and as a slave he was lucky he was allowed to bathe as often as he did. He gave a sigh and scrubbed the floor and the walls before he got into the tub, shivering a little from the cold he scrubbed himself clean using the ancient sponge and the soaps provided. At least his master got him soaps that were beneficial for his scales. It seemed that his master held appearance in high regards, so he always had to look his best.

Standing up, he pulled the plug and grabbed his rag of a towel. his scales shone from treatment the soap gave them, and the towel just seemed to polish them into a better shine. He wiped the tub clean with his towel after he was dry as he had always been instructed to before he looked to the clock on the wall in the hallway. Quarter to five, his master would be home soon, and he was expected to be waiting to greet him by the front door when he did. Quickly hanging up his towel he rushed and had a cup of cool water from his bucket before he placed his food bowel back in his room. He managed to get to the front door just as he heard the keys jingle in the lock.

"welcome Home master" Izer said bowing as the door opened

"Oh Fucking Shut up" Cameron said, smacking Izer in the face with his briefcase firmly. Izer grabbed it quickly, as well as his masters coat and placed them in the closet under the stairs.

"I see you have done the list of chores, Good, my friends will be here soon" the human announced as he slumped down in his recliner and put his feet up. Izer rushed over to take his shoes off and ran off to put them in the humans room. On his way back he grabbed his master a beer from the fridge and handed it to him.

The doorbell rang an hour later, and Cameron instructed him to open it.

"Hello Sir" Izer said to the human at the door "May I help you with anything?"

"Yeah take this" The large human's fist swung, and Izer was sent sprawling across the room to the floor in a heap "Fucking Piece of shit slave trash" the human muttered slamming the door shut behind him.

"M...My master is in the lounge, he is expecting you there" Izer said slowly getting up, trying not to rub his face. Now he had a chance to glance at the human as he passed. Overweight and in his mid thirty's, a large cigar hung in his mouth. He was going bald and had a constant scowl on his face, he looked like the kind of man who sweat gravy and Fired people just because he was bored. He wore a blue singlet and jeans and grunted as he walked past. A moment later the doorbell rung again, and Izer ran to answer it, opening the door slowly he saw two more men standing outside, they both dressed similar to the earlier man, yet both were more fit, looking like they spent a large amount of time in the gym

"Greetings Sirs from my master, Can I help you with anything?"

"Well aren't you Just adorable" One of them said with a leer "Where is your master? He is expecting us"

"He is waiting in the lounge Sirs, Please feel free to let yourselves in" they both passed him by, and he closed and locked the door once they had past the doorway. He then headed to the kitchen to grab a beer for each of them and his master before making his way to the Lounge room to hand out the beverages.

"What did you fucking do this time?" His master asked grabbing his roughly by the jaw and looked at his newly forming black eye

"I...I did nothing Master, I only did as you told me to" he retorted whimpering softly and his belly slowly changed to pastel blue, fearful of more punishment.

"He Spoke to me, Piece of trash slave" the large human spoke, from across the room, ashing his cigar into an ash trey

"I Ordered him to Greet you Vince, if anyone will punish him, it will be me" Cameron gave Izer a push making him stumble backwards and nearly fall to the floor "Go and get the bag little shit, and be fucking fast about it" Izer jumped and nodded running off to grab his masters bag that was hidden away behind one of the tiles in his room. He rushed back with the bag as soon as he could, filled with its white powder that Izer was not only suspicious of, but slightly fearful of and brought it back to his master.

"Alright Assholes, Lets Get on with it"

Izer sighed silently to himself, His master was stoned and drunk... again. He cleaned up the empty bottles of beer and made his way to the kitchen to replace them, his belly a shade of green to show his dissolution in everything going on.

"H...Hey you know why I got him?" Cameron asked one of the other guys, Dizz his name was.

"W...Whys that?" Dizz responded, swaying a little in his chair and leaned closer

"While that little Scaley may be male, hes built like a Girl where it counts!" Cameron said with glee "Hes the perfect Fuck toy! And don't get pregnant!"

"I've Got to try this!" Dizz said gleefully as Izer returned. Once he had placed the bottles down on the table Dizz Grabbed him roughly and pushed him to the floor.

"Ahh w...m..master did I do something wrong?" he pleaded, his belly quickly flashing to pastel blue as he looked up to his owner who just gives him a kick to his side.

"Shut up and take it bitch!"Cameron said as Dizz pulled his own pants off, his cock already hard, he groped around Izer's crotch finding his slit

"Holy Shit dude he has a pussy!" Dizz exclaimed loudly before pulling down his pants, already semi hard at six inches long, he pushed himself against the young lizards slit.

"N...No g...get off me Please" Izer struggled and pleaded, crying as he felt the foreign object probe at his most personal of areas.

"Shut it Slut!" Dizz yelled and slapped him, pushing his cock in as hard as he could, spreading the young lizards sex wider than it should have been spread "Oh God its so tight! So warm!" the human moaned out and started pounding, forcing himself in hard into the sobbing lizard, blood seeping from the tearing done to his sex. It continued for some time, Izer moaning out in pain and begged for it to stop and the males around him chuckling lewdly and moaning above him. He cried continuously and tried to drag himself away from the man above him only to have his master slap him and tell him to stop struggling before goading his friend on.

Looking around the room, Izer could see the other men stroking themselves as they watched. All but Dan it appeared, who simply just watched. His master seemed to get more and more angry with him, and as time went by he gave up on trying to struggle free or plead for it to end. Finally, after what seemed like hours, Dizz Climaxed, shooting his seed into the young lizard, filling his tight young abused hole, the others shooting Onto the purple scaled boy.

"Ohhh god that was good" Dizz mumbled getting off of Izer "Best I've had in ages!"

"Heh, told you he'd be good didn't I?" Cameron said with a gleam in his eye exhausted and then looked down at Izer "Have a Bath, and then Bed you slut!!" he yelled, and Izer scrambled to his feet, running down the hall to the bathroom limping a little as he ran. He ran the cold water in the shower and got in, deciding it would wash away the filth better than the bath. He scrubbed himself roughly, forcing loose allot of scales which started fresh bleeding where they came loose from. He was careful around his abused hole, but tried cleaning it as best he could. When finally he thought he was clean enough, he got out the water at the bottom of the shower with blood mixed into it as it vanished down the drain.. Shaking and shivering not just from the cold, but from the shock of what had happened to him. He made his way into his room and closed the door and got into his cage after having several cups of water, then he decided to close the cage door as well.

"What did I do to deserve that?" he thought over and over in his head "What did I do wrong to make master angry?" thankfully, sleep took him not much latter.

Cameron seemed to go easy on Izer for a few days. The list of chores was shorter than usual, and Izer found himself grateful for that fact as he could recuperate after his horrifying experience. He worked diligently, going out of his way to do extra chores not on the list, and often redid ones that were, just to make sure that they were done as perfectly as they could be. When Saturday rolled around tho, things changed and he found himself spreadeagled on the wall again as he had been when he was five.

"I Told you" Cameron said as the crack of his whip tore through the soft scales and skin on Izer's back "On Wednesday night To Shut Up and stop Struggling!"

"I...I'm sorry Master" Izer Pleaded out as the crack of the whip was heard again and blood seeped from a new slice.

"WHO SAID YOU COULD SPEAK!?" Cameron Bellowed and there was another crack, quickly followed by another "You Insolent little Fucking Slave!" Five cracks later Izer hung limply, blood dripping onto the floor. He tried not to make any noise, tears streaming down his face just as quickly as the blood dripped from his back.

"Hopefully you'll Remember this Lesson Next time!" his master called and then There was a splash of water, and Izer screamed anew, the water having been mixed with a large amount of salt, which now burned at his open cuts.

"Tonight you'll Sleep Here!" His master said angrily throwing the Bucket, the plastic bucket thumping against Izer's back "I Have Business to do!" The light switched off and the door slammed shut leaving the small lizard hanging from the wall in the dark room. He heard the front door slam shut and he sobbed quietly for several hours, night fell a few hours later and he fell asleep, emotionally and physically exhausted.

He was awoken a few hours later being let down from the shackles. The house alarm had gone off, which surprisingly didn't wake him. He looked over his shoulder to see Dizz.

"S...Sir?" he groaned and was quickly shushed.

"Your coming with me" He said "A prize like you should be used every day" Izer's eyes went wide, his mind going back to that night.

"N..no please..." he said trying to struggle free but was too weak to succeed. Lifting him effortlessly, Dizz carried him through the house to the front door, placing Izer down he opened it slowly.

"Hello Dizz" Came a voice from the other side, and there was a loud noise. Blood spurted from a fresh gunshot wound to Dizz's head covering the wall behind him, and Sprayed onto Izer before the man collapsed to the floor dead.

"I should have Known you would try to steal him" Cameron said walking in and kicked the lifeless body "You piece of Garbage, to think I trusted you. Guess I should never have shown him to you" he looked down to Izer clicking the safety on the gun and putting it into the back of his pants.

"Go Get a Shovel, Then Bury this Fucker in the Yard! I don't want to see so much as a Mound! If I do, You'll JOIN him, Then come back and Clean this mess up!" Izer's flashed blue and he grabbed the body and started dragging it out to the yard, trying to go as fast as he could while his master turned off the alarm, closed the door, grabbed a beer from the fridge and went to bed. Neither of them were aware they had been watched by the lady across the road through her window. She had been awoken by the alarm then startled by the gunshot and she was now calling the cops.

Izer had grabbed a shovel from the dingy, spider infested shed and was digging for all he was worth. He had found a spot under trees at the back where the soil was soft that would be a good place to bury the body. He couldn't hear the police helicopter that was now looking down on him from above, its spotlight trained on him. Thankfully they had notice the slave branding on his back and decided not to order him shot.

"THIS IS THE POLICE!!" A voice boomed out and he jumped, startled and dropped the shovel "COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP!!" Izer freaked his belly flashing blue, panicking he ran to the only place he felt safe, his room and dove into his cage with a clatter, the cage sliding across the floor on its carpet. He heard his master running down the hallway and he appeared for a moment to slam his door shut before running off. A few seconds later he heard the front door opened.

"FUCK YOU PIGS!" Cameron Yelled, and there were several loud bangs as he shot at the police.

"PUT DOWN THE WEAPON OR WE WILL OPEN FIRE!!"

"I SAID FUCK YOU!!" there were several more shots from the front room, followed quickly by a chorus of shots. Things went quiet for a while before the door to Izer's room was kicked open. He screamed and forced himself further against the back of his cage as a gun and flashlight was pointed towards him. He hadn't noticed, but the cuts on his back had been opened by his desperate, and futile attempts to back further into his dingy cage.

"All Clear, Its just the slave reported by the chopper" One said, another walking forward

"Call the Paramedics" this officer said, voice clearly female "tell them that we have a badly injured slave, no older than seven or eight, needs medical attention for lacerations and shock"

"Yes Ma'am" the other said grabbing his communicator and started talking to the other end. He stared up at her, his eyes wide with fear, tears streaming down his face. What had he done this time? Was this all his doing? His master would punish him so badly if it was.

"Shh, Shh, its ok" she said reaching out and opened the cage "Come out here" he whimpered more but complied, his belly going a deep blue colour. He stepped out of the cage, his hands, front and feet covered in dirt and blood, he stood before her shaking slightly.

"please stay still for me ok?" she asked and started to take photos of him for evidence as well as some swabs of the blood on his front and back.

"P...Please don't Punish me... I was doing what Master told me to" his skin twitched and shook violently and he whimpered loudly still fearing her. she reached out with a cloth to wipe him clean and he clamped his hands over his mouth and cowered away "I...I'm sorry I didn't mean to speak without permission I.." he trailed off, realizing he was still speaking. she sighed softly and started to wipe his face clean just as the paramedics arrived.

"Oh dear god" one said rushing forward and started wiping him as well "Quick lets get him clean and on the Stretcher" they cleaned him for a bit, getting most of the blood off of him before they went to lay him down on the stretcher, deciding to lay him on his belly because of his back injury's. They wrapped him in blankets, and slowly wheeled him out to the ambulance, Passing Cameron, who was struggling violently against the police in the front room who were trying to detain him, apparently having been shot in the knee and the shoulder wasn't slowing him down, and when he saw Izer he struggled harder.

"HEY ASSHOLES! HES MINE!" He screamed and struggled more "FUCKING BRING HIM BACK NOW!! FUCKING PIGS!! HES MY SLAVE!!" as he was wheeled out the front door Izer heard 'taser taser taser' from inside and a loud scream. He was rarely aloud out the front, he master only let him out when he was there so he could do the garden work. He was pushed into an ambulance, the lights too bright on the inside, he whimpered and closed his eyes.

"Officer I must object to you coming with us" one of the paramedics said at the rear door of the ambulance

"He is a witness to a crime" The male police officer responded "He is also a slave, which makes him property and therefore evidence, so he needs to be escorted" there was a sigh, and the ambulance rocked as the officer climbed aboard and the doors slammed shut.

The vehicle started moving with the sound of the siren muffled a little, altho Izer continued to whimper softly which mixed with the siren, whimpering more loudly as the blankets were uncovered from his back.

"My god, I've never seen abuse to a slave like this" the paramedic muttered aloud, and then pressed something against Izer's back.

"Just let me get" he heard from his side and looked up to see the police officer making his way round to sit in front of him "well, Well Well, If it isn't my favorite Slave" Izer blinked looking up at the officer trying to think of where he knew him from.

"Don't recognize me? Lets try this" he took off his hat, and Izer's eyes went wide

"M...Master's friend D..Dan? Sir?" he squeaked out giving a loud yelp as he felt sharp burning on his back making him hiss in pain, Dan placed his hand on Izer's shoulder reassuringly.

"Stay still, they are taking care of you"

"It looks like someone rubbed Salt on these cuts" The paramedic said

"M...Master splashed Salt water on me... s..so I wouldn't make a big mess on the floor" Izer said quietly then clamped his hand on his mouth realizing he'd spoken without permission, and had even spoken negatively about his Master.

"Calm down" Dan said calmly and pulled his hand away "You may be a slave, but at the moment your a patient they are just trying to help you, and besides" he shared a look with the paramedic "You've been punished enough for today"

"P..Please sir... wh... what's going on? I...I'm going to be punished so bad when I'm back h..home" he continued to whimper and cry, Dan grabbed a tissue and wiped his face "I... I thought you were Masters friend, wh...why are you taking me away f...from him?"

"I was an undercover police officer posted to infiltrate the drug rings your...Master being a leader of one" Dan said calmly and wiped Izer's face once more "If it hadn't been for Dizz trying to steal you, we never would have had little way to get evidence to arrest him" Izer yelped again as his back was wiped down again with an antiseptic swab.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you" the Paramedic said and gave Izer a gentle pat on the head

"I...It's ok" he whimpered again "M...master would p...punished me worse than this"

"you don't say..." the paramedic muttered looking at the deep cuts, one spot being deep enough due to being subject to multiple hits, that bones can be seen through it.

"we need to stitch these up, But we can't do it in the ambulance while he is conscious" the Paramedic said looking to Dan

"Hes in shock isn't he? knocking him out could kill him" Dan retorted "Can't you give him a local?" and the Paramedic shook his head

"These are deep enough and cover a big enough area a local would have little effect" he responded solemnly

"The doctors will handle the stitching, we just need to get him stable" Dan started petting Izer's head and smiled down at him

"Rest little one, you're safe with me from punishment, and cruelty" Izer nodded and closed his eyes, having shifted a little to place his chin on Dan's Knee before thinking to himself "For a while at least"