The Fear (Part III)

Sleeping on the wooden floor of the Lord's room was a substantial improvement in Beltrán's living conditions, but it did not change his absolutely degraded condition.

The Lord and the submissive knew that Beltrán was only there to be trained, subjected, humiliated, and turned into an animal. No one was deceived or had other expectations.

The Lord had managed to subdue him with relative ease, without much effort, because Beltrán was a weak boy, without life experience, who had enjoyed the privileges of the powerful until his kidnapping, in a protected environment. It was easy to break him and remake him. The Lord knew it, but that didn't mean he didn't enjoy the process.

To Beltrán's bad luck, the Lord not only enjoyed the training of the submissive but also the pain of his victims. He was an unalterable being, aware of his power, impervious, patient, rude, brutal, and demanding.

Having achieved the purpose of completely subduing him, it was now time to move on to the phase of personal pleasure. And there would be no limits.

Beltrán had already tasted the Lord's brutality, but it was nothing compared to what was to come.

The Lord got up, and the animal had to wait outside the bathroom, on all fours, expectant of his master's desires, who, when he came out, ordered him to go and release the dogs in the kennel and provide them with food. The dogs already recognized him and were almost friendly with him.

To his surprise, the Lord introduced his food with that of the dogs, and there he had to consume it, along with the other beasts.

And that's where the pleasant part of his day ended. From then on, he had to accompany the Lord in all his activities, and that day was a total torment.

When the Lord had breakfast, Beltrán had to accompany him, standing at his side, in an uncomfortable position, with his arms extended, holding the Lord's coffee cup. It was an anguishing moment, as it was difficult for him to keep the cup stable, and he began to tremble, fearing the worst, that the cup would fall. Finally, he managed to do it and was able to put his knees on the floor.

But that failure deserved to receive several lashes on his back, given with force, which left their mark on the already damaged skin of the boy.

The Lord got up and ordered the submissive to follow him to the study, where he kept his finest and most precise instruments of torture, in a deposit that he opened with his usual authority.

"Get up!" he ordered. "Now you will know another level of pain. Prepare yourself, garbage, hands behind your back, and I don't want to hear any complaints."

Beltrán obeyed immediately and followed the orders to the letter, trembling with the Lord's threats, who already had the instruments of torment in his hands.

The Lord had a pair of pliers with blunt tips that allowed him to widen rubber rings, to install them on the boy's nippl...