[Rezail’s POW]
They are afraid. I can see it from their eyes and from their behavior. They all are huddled together in one corner as Zeil walks towards them me in tow.
“Be quiet slaves. I don’t want to hear a sob from you.” His voice is cold now. I can hear he doesn’t want to be here now.
I see the ten young men all clad like I am and feel for them. This must be quite frightening for them… I’m in such a different situation, or maybe not. He would have taken me here with or without my consent. I just happened to be ready for a change of lifestyle.
They look at me a pity in their eyes and I feel bad. I don’t need it. I’m not like them. I don’t fear him.
“This is Rezail. He will sleep with you this night.” His voice state the fact not giving any reason. This might be conclusion from this morning. Maybe he’s afraid that he might kill me before it’s time. I have no reason to think that he’ll let me live.
I see them nod hastily. One of them is nearly paralyzed in their shared corner. I wonder has something even more bad happened to him that the others.
“Be good my pet. We have to delay our playtime to another night.” His voice has a little warmer tone while he speaks to me.
I feel his hand on my shoulder and nod. “Yes, master.”
He leaves then and I’m left with the other who seems to change into something totally different when the door is closed.
***
[Change of POW]
Why does the monster speak so warmly to this new slave? Maybe he’s our ticket to the freedom…
I approach him carefully and I can see the whip marks in his thighs and arms. So the cruel bastard has already played with his new toy.
“Rezail, right?” I keep my voice neutral as long as I know on which side he is.
“Yeah, so what?”
He speaks like he has no worry in the world. Maybe he is still yet to comprehend the seriousness in his situation.
“When did you came here?” I have to know.
“Last night.” His voice betrays no fear no hate.
Impossible! Why does he not fear that monster? My head spins and I feel someone’s hands on my shoulders.
“Calm down Varen. Don’t agitate yourself.”
Oh, it’s Gael. He always keeps his eye on me. He’s been here as long as I have.
I turn to look at him and see worry in his eyes. He is such a gentle man.
“I’m alright.”
The new guy snorts at my words. I really don’t like him at all. Something is weird in him.
“Varen…” Gael urges me to sit down on the pillows that covers half of the floor and I finale relent to his hands.
Rezail watches the room with an interest in his eyes. “So you are his harem boys…”
There is something odd in his tone and I really don’t like to be called that.
“Don’t ever call us that.” My voice is cold now. He has no right to insult us.
Rezail just raises a brow at my words and turns his back to me to look at the locked door. “But you are or would you like the sex slaves better?”
His words get my blood to boil and now Gael presses my shoulder in shared annoyance.
“Don’t be so high and mighty. You are in same situation.” Gael is so composed, his voice calm and steady.
Now Rezail turns to look at us I gasp. His eyes are so alive and happy. “Yes, I am.”
I think he’s insane.
***
[Rezail’s POW]
They all look at me like I had two heads or something. It seems that they don’t share my infatuation to pain. Oh well, can’t get anything.
The one that was called as Varen stares me with wide eyes. He seems to really hate my guts.
“Are you totally nuts? You must be if you aren’t afraid of that monster!” Oh, his voice is now higher and he seems to be very near of his limits.
“He’s not a monster. He’s a human like we are. Why should I fear him?” My voice is still calm as I say something I know will make them all hate me.
I don’t like their attitude. They cover in corner like a sheep heard while the master is near and when he is gone they become like wolves.
I see it coming but ever so masochistic as I am I don’t move away from the fist that connects with my jaw.
“He is not a human! He is a monster who tortures us and finally he will kill us!” He screams to me while holding his fist with his other hand. My chin was harder than he anticipated.
I don’t listen to him right now. I enjoy the delicious feeling of my hurting chin and bottom lip I accidentally bite. I might even show in my face as I hear a low murmur from where the other eight men stood watching. “You freak!” Now my attention is back in Varen. He insulted me.
“Quite a sharp tongue you have Varen. You should be careful who you insult with it.” I know I have no guarantee that Zeil would be in my side but I have a good hunch.
The one keeping company to Varen steps in front of me. “You think that you are above us.”
It’s not a question but a statement and I nod lightly.
“Yes. I’m here consensually while you are his unwilling slaves. I’m not trying to insult you but master will soon get bored with you as I let him do to me anything he ever wants.”
I’m digging my own grave here…
***
[Zeil’s POW]
My head is spinning. I hate migraine. It makes me feel ill for at least two days usually more.
I am in my own apartment near the city center and I lay in the sofa arm over my eyes all lights turned off. On the table beside the sofa are glass of water and half empty pill bottle of migraine medicine. My doctor told me that stress might launch the migraine if I’m not careful.
Oh boy, if he only knew what kind of life I’m living or why I’m living it.
My head starts to hurt even more as old memories I had tried to forget comes forth. Suddenly my stomach cramps and I scramble to the bathroom.
As I vomit to the toilet bowl one face hovers in my mind. Oh how I still hate you.
I rinse my mouth and face before heading back to my couch. I never sleep in my bed in this apartment.
And I never ever sleep over at my school mates…
Oh, the medicine is starting to work. My head doesn’t hurt so much and it feels mushy. Only that now the old memories can obscure my dreams… I don’t want to sleep but I have no choice. The pills I took are strong.
My eye lids are getting heavier and I try to think about you, my new pet. Maybe a though of you keeps others out of my dreams…
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I writhe in my bonds my back bleeding from numerous shallow marks made by belt. I know I’m crying even though I can’t feel my tears as my eyes are covered with blindfold.
I hear you walk around me and I sob your name in dark despair. Not again, please…
You lick my cheek with your tobacco smelling tongue and I shudder in fear. Then I feel something entering my tiny anus and I scream although I should have been used to this by now.
“Hus now you naughty boy, take your punishment.” Your voice is so cold and I know you are drunk as the smell of liquor is in your breath.
I scream again as the something inside me moves. It’s a finger I now recognize. The finger hurts so much but it’s not over. Something even bigger is coming. This is not the first time.
My wrists hurt as the nylon cord bites my skin and I whimper quietly. “Please….”
“No speaking!”
My small body rocks back and forth from the blow on my face. It’s going to leave a bruise my hazy mind notes.
I’m still after that. You can do anything you want to me. I try to shut my mind from the pain and your touch.
My mouth opens to the scream as you push your cock inside me not caring about tearing. I can’t scream, I can’t even breathe.
The pain…
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“Father, please!!”
I wake up covered with sweat and then the nausea hits. I have no time to go to the bathroom this time.
As I throw up on my carpet I feel the tears on my cheek.
I really truly hate the migraine.
***
[Varen’s POW]
He just sits there. He took the beating we gave him silently and I now know why. He enjoyed it. He reacted to the beating like we could never.
I know we are in trouble now. He knows it too and still he doesn’t say anything. Was I so wrong? Is he still on our side?
Gael gave him a bucket of water and he is cleaning himself right now. I see the marks on his skin clearly now. How can anybody like the pain? How can he get sexually excited about it?
He’s weird and he is danger for us as he encourages the monster that he calls as master to do those horrible things.
I let it be for now as I don’t want to get more severe punishment I know I’m getting from harming his new pet.
Pet… He never calls any of us as such, always a slave or nothing at all. Why is he different?
I watch as Rezail to curl into fetal position on his pillows and then his breathing evens. How is he able to sleep here? Isn’t he afraid that we might do something to him?
Isn’t he afraid of anything?
***
[Zeil’s POW]
My head is still hurting as I walk to the school yard. There they are again, the police cars. Yesterday I managed to avoid the officers that wanted to speak to me. Today I seem not to be as lucky as there is one policeman walking towards me.
I walk towards him and take a light smile on my face. “Is something wrong officer?”
The Police stops in front of me and smiles benignly. “Good morning. I’m officer Gaiton. I would like to ask you some questions about Reazail Farrel. ”
I nod and continue my walk with him towards the main building. “Sure. I’ve met him few times.”
“We have heard that you talked with him in some party awhile ago.” The officer knows surely that everybody is drunk in university parties.
My hurting head protest against thinking. “I met him there. We talked for a while. “
The officer takes a pen and makes some notes. ”What were you talking?”
I could tell him the truth but it would mean I admit that I wasn’t drunk. “I really have no memory about it. Too much free booze.”
The man only smiles at me and then looks back at the notes. “Did he mention about leaving somewhere?”
I shook my head. I think it would be suspicious if I told now that he talked about leaving to the person who wasn’t very close at all. “No, at least I think so. I think it was only common chitchat.”
The officer nods again and then he closes his notebook. “That is all for now. We have your address and cell phone number if we have more questions. Thank you.”
I smile a little. “Anything to help.”
He walks away and I sigh a little. Oh if you had only known that you talked to the infamous serial killer in person.
I feel a little smirk tugging my lips but I keep it at bay. No reason to be careless.
***
[Rezail’s POW]
I wake when somebody shakes my shoulder and then I smell the delicious scent of food. So it’s time to eat.
I look at the person who awakened me and note that he’s the same who gave me water earlier.
“I never heard your name…” I want to know this one who is so collected in all situations. He never hit me while Varen and few others attacked me.
“I’m Gael.” His voice is quiet and he holds a plate full of food.
I take the plate and look at him smiling a little. “Thank you, Gael.”
He nods at me and then he leaves me alone. I watch him walk to Varen. They might have grown close in their time of imprisonment.
I start to eat while watching the others to eat their food. They eat quickly and silently as if someone would come and take their food away.
Like a pack of starving dogs.
I put the plate away as I have finished my meal. It was delicious like the last time.
As I have nothing better to do I curl up to sleep once again. He said to rest when I can.
The others are fools to keep themselves awake and alert as there is nothing to harm us when our master is gone.
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