The Puppeteer Part 3

The Puppeteer - Unexpected discovery

He have decided to take Zylen home. Wanting to treat him as a lover, not a slave he always does even he knows the damage he put on him probably can't be remove anymore..

Yet William can't help it. He always had that feelings.. the feelings where he had fall for his slave but keeps denying it. Injuring and torturing the poor soul even more. And this time, the loneliness without him had took over him once again

William has decided to check on them

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After some time on the road driving his four by four, he finally arrived at the location they told him. He used to be here before to ride some horses, campfire, booze and gambles. So he remember the place pretty well

As he step out from his car that he parked beside the stable he realized how empty and quiet it was. This place is pretty far from any neighbourhood and located nearby a river. It could be quiet, but he was expecting more since he know his slave is here. Shouldn't there be people who's toying with him? Using his body or gamble for who to fuck him?

He look up to the evening sky. It was almost sunset by the time he arrived. He could just wait for tomorrow or anytime and ask for extra payment for the extra days they took him later when they return his slave to him. But he can't, and wanted to take him home immediately. For fuck sake they have actually took him for more than a month which they agreed to have him for two weeks. Of course he doesn't care at first, infact they have to pay him more  taking him means money.. but now he do..

He could hear the sound of the horses as he approach the stables. Giving a horse a short pat. "Hehe, good boy big buddy" there was a smirk on his face. He remember back then when he was younger and would enjoy riding horses.

As he took his steps away he saw how there was only a small amount of hay left for the horses. It was weird, he know his circles, these group usually raise their horses very well feeding them to have them as large as it could be. And he do know about their fucked up fetish as well, of how they will use the horses sometimes.

He took some pause at some corners, proceeding his steps slow and calm as he was looking for any signs of life. He did saw a van left there and a mark of a truck's tire on the sand.

He saw some huts and there was a huge rock in the middle of it. The huts was filled with beers, scattering on the table on the seats even on the ground.

"Hmph, enjoying your time eh" there was a smirk on his face. But with the blood he saw on the stone and the rope there on the ground, he does not feel amused at all. His smirk dissappear just as fast as it appear. He swipe away some dried grass on the ground and he found a small pieces of fabric. He knew it very well that they must have dragged the poor boy as a form of torture.

He could imagine how much he must have begged and cry. Just how much bruises, cuts, and torn he must have got on his body..

It was summer when they took him, and now it's almost fall season.

How much more have they done to him.. how far did they went..?

Thinking about him makes William frowned. They did pay him a good sum of money and he do said they can do whatever they wanted with him. But of course they understand that they can't get him killed or permanently disabled right? He doesn't have to rephrase such simple things now didn't he?

He exhaled. It almost seems like he is in anger. But he keeps on walking

Along his thoughts an empty beer can was sent flying to the wall when he accidentally kicked it. Then barking of dogs followed, with banging sounds. He trails the direction of the noise and found the source came from behind a double iron red door.