Moon in Cancer 10

Dad and Ricardo take me to the room by shoves, the bed is unmade and there's a strong smell of sex in the air.

Ricardo opens the window - close it, Dad, I don't want the slave's screams to be heard outside - he says to Ricardo

My dad calls me a slave and my mind explodes… maybe the privilege I miss the most is being his son.

I lie down on my stomach and my dad ties my feet and arms in an "X" position to the iron tubes of his headboard. I feel immobile and exposed, the nudity now is not only humiliating but also makes me feel completely defenseless and at their mercy.

Ricardo takes an object out of the closet while my dad ties my feet, he puts it in front of me, it's a medium-sized whip, folded… my blood freezes "my dad is going to flog me" I think terrified.

-I suppose you know you deserve punishment, slave- Ricardo says to me, holding my head and passing the whip through my mouth-

-Yes, Master- I respond, a few hours ago Ricardo ordered me to call them "Masters" from now on

-What did you do wrong, slave?- Ricardo asks me, holding my hair with his hands

-What I cooked didn't taste like anything- I respond. I spent two hours cooking, nothing elaborate because it was the "first time" but I forgot to put salt. Dad threw the food on the floor and forced me to eat it from the floor.

Ricardo got up from the table, stood on the food, and began to give strong stomps on it, then sat down in a chair and directed his dirty sole towards my face - eat, the sole's flavor will make it taste better - he said.

-You know we have to punish you, don't you?- my dad asked, looking behind me as I ate from Ricardo's sole

-Yes, Master- I responded, chewing before licking another amount of food smeared on Ricardo's sole

-Finish eating so we can teach you a lesson- he said

When Ricardo's sole was well cleaned, I continued eating from the floor, humiliated and naked in the middle of the two men who looked at me sitting, annoyed.

-Order what you want, Dad- my dad said, offering him his cell phone to order food…

-Do you like seafood?- Ricardo said, and my dad nodded… they would eat seafood, and I was eating from the floor, the remains of a meal that, being honest, they were right to refuse to eat.

Dad takes the whip and I hear it crack in the air… they cover my eyes with a blindfold, and I start to move my buttocks and legs in true anxiety…

My mind tries to escape, and I remember the conversation I had with my dad the night before… when he came to bed with me, naked…

Dad asked me if I was enjoying being a dog… then there was a prolonged silence - I don't know what to answer - I said honestly

-Well, tell me the truth, but the truth- he said

-I'm very excited- I responded, it was the only thing that came to my mind.

-And how does it feel?- he asked

-It's desperate, ...