The Training (Part VIII)

VIII.-

The life of a slave is harsh, without freedom, with an absolute absence of decision-making capacity, only having to obey and serve, his body and mind do not belong to him and the Master can do what he wants with him. It's not a game, it's a reality. When you live it.

That was his fantasy, but now it's what he's experiencing. He must learn to become a slave. He is subjected to a demanding and harsh process of reeducation, a true brainwashing. But what favored the work of the Executioner and the Trainer was Cuan's submissive nature and his willingness to be subjected, which the Hunter had already noted in his report to the Master.

However, the work had to be done and all vestiges of will and identity had to be erased from the slave project. It had to be done and with the greatest possible radicality.

Cuan, consequently, was subjected to intense and harsh training, intended to eliminate all vestiges of will, to break him, through humiliation, control, rules, and punishments. The Executioner and the Trainer have carte blanche to do whatever is necessary for the training to be fruitful.

From the moment the Master informed him, Cuan moved to the pavilion where the three permanent slaves were, but there was no room for him, he had to sleep on the floor, in the hallway leading to the rooms of the others.

He assumes it, acts, and remains silent.

But that's not enough, they must reduce him to a state of total indignity. They force him to attend to his three fellow slaves, slaves like him. They can use him at any moment they wish, without asking permission, without giving reasons, without limits.

And so it happens. That night, the Mexican fucks him mercilessly, while the Algerian orders him to perform oral sex. The only one who doesn't overwhelm him with demands and only caresses him is the German.

Cuan is in a state of absolute alienation, unable to distinguish these moments as reality or a fantasy that's too intense. A deep feeling of acceptance and resignation is settling in him, a certainty that he's doing the right thing, that what's happening is necessary.

He doesn't forget the discomfort, the pain, the inconvenience. The soles of his feet are sensitive and suffer from the lack of footwear, the hard and cold floors hurt him, as well as the hard grass and the sharp pebbles he has to cross.

He's tired, but not exhausted. He realizes he has the strength to endure training and punishment, but above all, humiliation. Each expression that degrades him, each act that humiliates him, hurts and bothers him, but his acceptance gives him more strength. He comes to need it.

The affront and mistreatment hurt him, the degradation he's subjected to by the Executioner and the Trainer, but he understands it's what corresponds to him: he's inferior to them; but what hurts the most is the treatment he receives from his fellow slaves, especially the Mexican,...