The Training (Part II)

In the main room of the villa, which bordered the large interior patio with a fountain and surrounded by climbing plants, Herr Karl was waiting.

He was the owner of everything, had all the power in his hands, and no longer enjoyed life. He was the owner of a huge German pharmaceutical laboratory, worth several billion dollars, but had left control of it to his nephew and no longer worried about the business. He also didn't speak to his sister. His wife had passed away very young, and his only son had died from an overdose.

He lost interest in everything, and the only thing that kept him alive was seeing beautiful young men, having them at his disposal, for his pleasure and use. He had no limits in this regard. But he didn't like it when they talked to him or flattered him, only that they served and obeyed him. He had been doing this for over five years.

He had started by just looking for young men, mainly Germans and Slavs, but it was tiring and often disappointing. And since he had money, he preferred that others did it for him.

He also didn't like the state interfering with his desires and tastes. He was bored with his country, which reminded him of his destroyed family, and decided to buy a huge hacienda in Mexico, which he converted into his lair. He didn't receive visits, didn't invite anyone, not even his nephew and sister, and when he had to talk to them, he traveled to Germany and returned.

But if he had young men at his disposal, several at the same time. He didn't desire to have sex with them, didn't enjoy those things. His pleasure was punishing them, humiliating them, subjugating them, degrading them, watching them train, serve, be punished, reduced to animals, converted into nothing.

There were some he preferred over others: those between 23 and 26 years old, perhaps trying to assimilate them to his son, who had died at 25.

And to achieve his goals, he spent significant amounts of money: on having a group of unscrupulous men with blind obedience to his person, on having about 15 servants, all Mexican Indians, and a security company that watched over the boundaries of the hacienda, making it impenetrable.

And his helpers were mainly three: he called them Hunter, Executioner, and Trainer.

Hunter was a 30-year-old Englishman, a faithful employee who searched for and collected potential submissives to bring to him. Some he paid, others were convinced, and several arrived deceived. Herr gave him enough money, with which he traveled the world, stayed in the best places, participated in social events, was a true socialite, and could reach all environments and places. He noted each potential candidate, analyzed them, and launched the bait to see how many fell into the trap. The harvest was not bad.

Executioner was Mexican, a true dog without feelings, impeccable in orders and without pity in applying punishments. He was a completely sadistic being who ...