The Puppeteer Part 3

The Puppeteer - A useless sex toy

It was a usual day like before, where the blond boy found himself in the middle of a few man.

Was it in the morning sun or was it in late night? It never matters for he have not seen those for soo long. Locked away from freedom, locked away even from a very simple daily knowledge.

Zylen's eye were so hazy all dead, tired and worn up

But when they were in the middle of it, that's when the young teen decided to do something he never does. He close his jaw shut and it was a mere second before the man manage to pull away, even if he manage to escape it does leave him with pain and scratches from the teeths. It doesn't goes without a price as Zylen was smacked across his face soo strong, leaving his swollen lips bleeding once more

"You wanna play it rough don't you?"

And so they did take it to another level. Which would be usual but never once without a pain for Zylen. They tied him up. Even binding his mouth. Instead of starting the rape with calm and maximum arousal as those man who does fucked him before, they took it hard and fast, even knowing they had their whole night with him. And this time.. they make sure to hurt him. He was choke really hard, slap and punch all over, leaving and adding another bruises all over him. Even the grips were strong enough to leave marks on his limbs. The way they stretches him apart, forcing even three cocks into him at the same time and never back off from abusing his nipples, biting and pinching so hard earning so much whimpering and groaning from Zylen, but even so Zylen seems to protest. Even he acknowledged fully, the price he have to pay for those actions he doesn't seems to care anymore, without any second thoughts when one of the man use his small hand to pleasure his dick Zylen grip and clawed on the man. If they thought the overwhelming sensation of being pound by not one but three dicks and touched all over his sensitive spots is enough to send Zylen seeing stars and cooperate they are far from right. Zylen had faced soo many and too much sex, for him this is nothing but the fact of him being taken by force. This is rape and never once consensual. This time the man bleeds and lost his interest really quickly as he knew he can't pleasure himself any further until he healed. And so they stopped.

William who was smoking and drinking in the living room, found himself shocked with how short the time they took. With haste and anger, one of the man barked at him, telling him how useless his sex toy is

"That thing bite me, scratch Steve as well!"

"Give back our money! We won't pay for this bitch!"

"We've teach him a lesson he won't forget"

"Worst sex I've had for my whole life!"

All those comments left William stunt, unable to process those right, even felt like this is just a dream because Zylen had never done that before, he never fight let alone bite the clients to that level.

He doesn't even mange to say a word when they left..

Swallowed by anger with the fact of how insolent Zylen had been, and losing money, he stomp his boots until he reach the torture chamber and he heard Zylen, wheezing quietly mixed with his whimpers and sobs. If he made that sound it was clear for William that Zylen must have been hurt so badly, when he walk even further, the sight revealed upon himself send him pacing up towards the boy, not with anger but filled with concern and urgency instead.

..Zylen had a crowbar inside him between his tied sprawled legs.

William saw the blood and he immediatly went back to take his equipments upstairs. His heart races, even if he doesn't want to safe him and he deserved his condition right now  as a price to pay for his act of not knowing his place and protested, some parts of William still wanting to see him alive, to lost him after so many awful things he survived makes William believes he should survived this as well.

When he came back he saw his face which was all messed up. They must have assaulted really badly before they leave.

Zylen was already tied up to the table, so he won't need any sedatives, he ran out of it anyway and it was expensive so he would go without it this time.

He pull out the crowbar and even by a tiny movement, Zylen was forced to scream and cry. William paused, but didn't intend to stop. It doesn't took long  as William thought it would, Zylen were truly lucky it wasn't deep enough to kill him. But in his state, knowing how he could lost his ability to walk, this time.. it would be a permanent damage on him.

William had a second thought in him, whether it would be worth to safe him, or not. He is bleeding, this is the right place and time to let him die. In this torture chamber where he have almost send him to death countless of times.

When Zylen lift his head no longer, and went limp that's when William had his body moving by itself. As if it was auto pilot, he didn't know why his body choose to move, to try his best to stop the bleeding, and to perform emergency treatments towards him. Was it his humanity that he chose to leave and kill all these time? Or was it his instinct as a doctor.. he didn't know.

All he know is how he stared down to the unconscious boy, filled with sweat. How he slowly caress his cheek with his fingers.

The treatment has been done pretty quickly, and this time there was only one broken ribs which doesn't touch his lungs, a broken arm which won't be fatal enough to kill him. Yet the amount of bruises was concerning. He believes Zylen would probably unable to move for at least a week. And to stand? It was out of question as he could predicted the answer.

He clothed the boy and he couldn't decide where should he leave the boy, the question was even mocking for his pride as Zylen is no one but his slave. And so he leave him in the chamber and even locked the door. He retreated to his own room, the night felt so long, he found himself shifted on the bed again and again, and still unable to find his sleep, after having Zylen on his bed for many nights, the feelings of not having the small body beside him doesn't feels right. And so he walk back downstairs, retrieved the poor soul. Then he remember how he wasted his money on him, knowing Zylen could probably make no profit at all now since this had happened. It left William angered by how foolish this slave of him behaved with how much he have trained him.

William lay on his bed, decided to call it a night and to find his sleep somehow.

Zylen was left on the floor in the living room

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Thank you for more followers, I can't express how it makes me feels this story and Zylen is supported, thank you very much again. And I'm sorry for I could probably only manage to post a chapter or two in a month.

I wish you enjoy this chapter and this whole story.

And to be honest I felt really drained lately, sorry if it effects my writings. It felt like I need sleep all the time and I fall asleep a few times as I wrote. Maybe I shouldn't stay back at work anymore and go home when it is the time to. Anyone know how to deal with cat furs?