Chapter 6 Negotiation (1)

Yu collapsed weakly on the training platform. Everything that happened to him in the past few hours was like a nightmare

He was whipped, raped, humiliated… The perpetrator also threatened to take away his will and soul, and what was even more terrifying was that they might actually do it!

Ah, even the deepest night he has ever experienced, there will be no such absurd and terrifying dream!

However, the shackles of hands and feet, the pain all over his body, the dried semen and blood clots on his thighs were reminding him: All this has happened and will continue to happen, if he doesn't find a way to stop him

But how to stop it?

Shackles, eye masks, mouth balls... He can't move, can't look, can't speak, is naked, doesn't even have a piece of cloth

Until now, he didn't even know the enemy's appearance!

Powerless

No way to do anything

Can't escape...

Being so tightly bound, you can't even defecate yourself

Yes, he already felt the discomfort of his lower abdomen, and the cold water enema was not cleaned up, so it would be strange if he didn’t have diarrhea!

But I can only hold it back

What did that demon say: You are an adult and should have this self-control

Yu smiled self-deprecatingly, or he should be grateful, and used an adult to call him a devil. Shouldn't he be a beast with good hygiene habits?

He laughed sadly, laughing and crying

He must find a way to escape as soon as possible. If he continues to endure torture and rape every day like this, he may be really driven crazy

It doesn't matter if you can't think of it now. Maybe you'll get better after a night's sleep and your mind will be clearer.

However, he couldn't sleep if the medicine was too effective or the pain was too severe.

Or, there is always a voice in the subconscious reminding: tomorrow, it may only be worse, not better?

He opened his eyes and stared at the darkness under the blindfold

They are the trainer, they want to break him...

A demon with the fragrance of pine needles...

He must escape...

What surges into my mind are messy thoughts that cannot be connected into pieces, and there is no clue or breakthrough.

How did all this happen?

Shouldn't he be speeding with Kiyoko on the wide interstate in the United States and preparing for a pleasant and relaxing summer?

When Yu thought of the man with bright smile and warm eyes, his heart became even more confused.

Qingxiao... How is his current situation? Is there any experience that is as unbearable as myself?

You can't forget his sudden magical shooting skills and calmness after killing. Who is he?

No matter who he is, Yu is determined to find him and do his best to get him out of this hell, just for the warmth he resolutely held hands in the critical moment.

Helping others is helping oneself

Maybe Qingxiao's escape can also become an opportunity for him to escape?

Yu thought about it many times, and before he knew it, it became his only hope.

In a random thought, Yu spent his first sleepless night since he was captured

In the early morning, the door opened

Someone came in and handcuffed his hands behind him first, then released his shackles and dragged him off the training platform.

Due to long-term binding, he couldn't stand up for a while, so the man let him fall to the ground and shake the pulley

Another person came over and dragged him to the concrete floor, and instead hung his hands up. The man sat on the ground, then took off his anal plug and penis restraint to let him defecate.

Yu breathed a sigh of relief and was a little grateful. Just because he was asked to defecate, he really didn't know if he should cry or laugh three times when he said it.

The eye mask somewhat reduced the shame of defecation in public. With the sound of the toilet, he was slowly hung upwards, only his toes barely hit the ground, and the cold water column rushed towards him.

Then he remembered that he had not yet entered the water for a day and a night.

He went up to drink water to quench his thirst, but he was stuck in his mouth. He heard the sound of water, but he could not drink a drop of it.

The biting chill and the strong water pressure made him unable to bear it quickly. He tried to curl up his body in the shackles and avoid the impact of the water flow.

Someone grabbed his thighs and spread them savagely. Another man took a brush and soap and washed away the semen and blood clots that were solidified on the inner side of his thighs with the flow of water.

The rough and hard brushes and alkaline soap stimulated his whip marks, which was another torture

But he could only endure, endure hunger, pain, and endure the humiliation of being washed like a beast. His eyes stared at the darkness behind the eye mask without focus, and felt his muscles gradually freeze and numbness, as if his mind was gradually frozen and frozen.

The rinse lasted for a long time, at least in the Feather's feeling

His hair, face, and inside of his body were repeatedly cleaned. By the time he was finally untied, he was already trembling with coldness, as if he had just been in the ice curriculum for several hours.

They put anal plug and penis restraint on him again, handcuffed his hands, tied a chain to something with an iron chain.

Then the people began to rinse the floor and other utensils with water, and the water was roaring, completely ignoring him, as if he was just a pile of garbage, or furniture

The window was opened and the fan was opened to the maximum gear, dispelling the lewd smell in the room

The cold wind blew on his naked body, and water dripped all over his body, and he had goose bumps layer by layer.

The chill seemed to be about to penetrate into his bone marrow. He never knew that summer mornings could be so cold.

He was still wearing a mouth plug and a blindfold, but fortunately he was handcuffed in front and groped slowly, as if he was tied to a metal ring embedded in the wall

He rubbed his back against the wall, squatting down, curling his body into the shape of a baby, trying to restore his weak body to a little vitality as much as possible

Cold water drips along the ends of his hair, taking away his originally small amount of heat

The door opened and closed again

I don’t know how long it took, a scent of pine needles came from the air. It was that demon!

Yu suddenly became nervous, and his muscles were tense

It's indeed that person!

The familiar footsteps can still be distinguished clearly even in the loud roar of the fan. Is it particularly easy to use if your eyes are blindfolded?

The person who came turned off the fan, closed the window, pulled the curtains, turned on the lights, and then walked towards him step by step, every step seemed to step on his heart

He looked up nervously, and the person who came seemed to smile, his tone could almost be said to be gentle: Hello, how was your life yesterday?

Knowing that he couldn't wait for his answer, the visitor wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with a towel and said disgustingly: I thought they had cleaned you up. While saying that, he took off his mouth and eye mask.

Yu took a deep breath, his cheeks still hurt a little

He closed his eyes, opened it again, looked around, and moved to the person in front of him.

The man was sitting in the armchair in front of him, about thirties, slender figure, perfect clothes, spotless shiny leather boots, black brand shirt with open collar, and a platinum necklace looming.

Put your hands on the armrest, your nails are neatly trimmed, and you are wearing a valuable platinum ring on your right middle finger

Elegant appearance and arrogant expression, at first glance, like a playboy in the medieval French court, but no one would think so when he saw his strange eyes

His eyes were clearly black, but they gave people a feeling of transparency and colorlessness. After a closer look, he realized that the whites of his eyes were faintly blue, and the color of his pupils was also light. The two were mixed and close, both cold and hot, like flames that were faintly visible through the snow, burning silently.

Because I look up, the pressure brought by this person is stronger. Even when I sit, my flexible and fierce body reminds me of a curled crocodile leather whip

He suddenly realized that he was facing this well-dressed man, naked all over his body, tied to an iron chain like a dog, and his mind banged, and his blood rushed to the top of his head.

He subconsciously curled his body tighter, trying to cover his lower body, but then he realized the irrelevance of this action

He can finally speak and see things, he must seize the time to act

Although his mind was still groggy, hunger and raped experiences affected his thinking, in front of this perpetrator, he was instinctively afraid, but he forced himself to speak: I think we should talk

The silence of the voice was shocked by himself

The man in black looked at him with interest, looking at the kitten and puppy: Do you want to talk?

Yes, we have to talk about him calming down slowly, I know you are a training teacher, and you also know who I am and why he treats me like this?

He stared at the perpetrator, his eyes gradually becoming sharper: Or, I should ask: Who asked you to do this?