The Puppeteer Part 3

The puppeteer - reality

.. When did he come here?..

.. Mother was there..

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No reply.

William sigh and open the door of the cage and drag Zylen out by his hair. The sound of the rusty metal door filled the dead basement. The boy cried harder "you smell like shit" he said as he drag him roughly to the door and to the stairs. Zylen crawl desperately with the little strength he had, doesn't want his body to hit the staircases. He somehow tried to reach back to the basement and that was confusing for William, why would he wanted to go back down there. "D-.. N't.. Take.. M- me.. Way.. -om her.. " he cried. William spared him a glance that has no meaning, no sympathy behind of it. The foul smell started to fade away as they reach the corridor upstairs. It was dark as well. William kept all the lights off when he's not using it, he doesn't mind the darkness since he knew where everything is located. And even if he kick something accidentally on the floor he would beat his slave for not cleaning the house properly

.. But it has been more than a month since the last time the house was cleaned. And everything was scattering on the floor since the attempt of escape Zylen had done. It has been the first time Zylen was dragged out from the dark basements since his last attempts too. He can't walk with his little strength and all the injuries he had. William has stopped bringing in more corpses as well because he knew Zylen is no use in his state.

.. He's broke

"Nt.. Away.. Her.. Don't.. T-.. Me" his weeping could be heard. But William heart is so cold. He never felt any sympathy on him. Cry all he want, beg all the time, as long as his job is done and he make money that's where his value is. He kicked something along the way accidentally and he slam his broken slave on the spot as the weepings turns to silent tears. Too much pain to bear, he trembles poorly for the sudden assault. "Fuck this damn fucking shit!" Zylen cried when William grip his hair forcing him to get up "Stop crying! Hey! I said stop crying for fuck sake!!" He slapped him again and again. Zylen cried poorly doesn't even dare to open his eye.. Doesn't want to see any more coming blows as his heart crushed. Helpless to even protect himself. "What the fuck are you crying for huh?! Spit it out you piece of shit!!"

Zylen crack into whimpers, his trembling hand still tried to reach his mother in the basement. "What huh? You want me to locked you up down there?! You want me to fuck you?! Are you that thirsty for my cock? Huh?!" he grab his neck and pressed him to the floor. William unzip his pants and take out his cock penetrate it into his mouth forcefully. Zylen choke, tears streaming down his face as his hands shaking, faithfully reaching for the mother he longed for.

"You like this don't you? You miss my cock don't you!? You want me to break you don't you!!?" His yelling only made his slave shaking poorly. Each penetration went deeper and deeper into his throat. He couldn't beg for his mother anymore. He didn't suck because he doesn't have the will, the strength to do so, both mentally and physically.. When the cums filled his mouth, he jerked poorly and choke. But William didn't care, he doesn't even intended to stop. He lean down and start fucking his throat with so much strength now. Zylen lay weakly.. Unable to resist. Unable to do anything. His lips trembles..

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.. Mom.. Was there..

.. Please help me..

.. Save me please..

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When William was done he picked him up by his arms that looks like it could drop off anytime

He turn on the light, threw him to the toilet floor. And walk further to reach the shower hose. He looked down to his small slave. He was holding his bruised lips, with his eye remain shut.. too scared to even look at him. His right arm faithfully stay wrapped on his left ribs for the pain he had when his body hit the staircases. He was sobbing.