Content warning: This piece contains explicit sexual content, BDSM, sexual violence, physical injury, degradation, and coercive dynamics. It is not intended to romanticize or endorse abusive relationships. The sexual imagery is used to explore themes of devotion, self-erasure, objectification, power, and the loss of it. (Also, the attempted recovery of personhood.)
“Can you please continue?” He said to the man sitting on the bed. As if his body wasn’t already covered with semen, he still dared to ask the man to continue doing the job. This was so bizarre! Even the man entering his inside was suffering now. How could this guy still desire his master to continue this violence? The master didn’t even get pleasure anymore by hurting his Puppy K.
The master’s eyes were filled with tears that were ready to fall.
“Just please… continue to fuck me.” The youth almost seemed as if he had an orderly tone. Normally, Pup K would be the one who’d receive orders, but at such time, he had no other choice to give orders. Even to his master.
The man seemed quite surprised for a second. This youth really didn’t have any human emotions. He was really telling the truth when he had explained how much empty and dull he was. K was really just an object, wasn’t he? All K had on his hairless body was a tight hole that was waiting to be filled, tore up violently.
“You don’t understand K…” The man said after breathing deeply. He was trying to keep the tears inside. Wasn’t he looking ironic now, though? He was a man in his thirties, and obviously he had a great job with a balanced life. He was a Ceo, a very cruel man to his employees and other subs. But now, there were tears of compassion on his eyes. He had really pitied the guy on this chair. K couldn’t be fucked anymore now! This was dangerous. And the master didn’t know whether he could really continue even if it wasn’t dangerous.
The master was the ideal man of every gay guy. It was the exact reason that was freezing him now! It was because K really didn’t have any emotions to him. During all their session, never for once master saw any emotions on K’s eyes. Unlike all the subs, K was the only one standing there and waiting to worship without even waiting for anything in return. This was undoubtedly the real devotion of a believer. All K was desiring was to suck his master’s giant length, lick his toes and be abused by the hands of God.
But, why was he only a puppy? The man wondered. For many times, he had fucked many subs like him and all those subs were just desperate souls within. They would still secretly carry the desire to be loved in their hearts. When the Master could see this, he would always mock them and use them worse. But there was something different about K for sure. He was just into being a useful slave. During all their sessions, he never seemed like he had an orgasm. His length had a cage, but some subs also had that. This wasn’t enough to stop him from orgasm for sure. It would even make many subs harder and come quicker!
Master would always examine K carefully in their sessions. He would try to see a little bit humanness within K’s eyes, nonetheless he could never find any traces of it.
To tell the truth, K was just like an empty shell. How could he, though. Wasn’t that the reason nowadays the master could only sleep with K? He couldn’t even bear any other subs? All he needed was K now, to know this sub more, to see humanness within it.
“Why are you still crying?” K asked professionally as if he wasn’t a sub anymore in this room.
“I cannot continue this.” The master replied.
“I cannot hurt you.”
“But I want.” K replied coldly. “I want you to fuck me harder, and make me lose my mind.”
“I already fucked you for hours. Your ass is full of blood, and your body is extremely fragile now. Why do you want me to continue? Do you want to die?”
The master was really angry. How stupid a person could be? Was K a person, though?
“If I cannot take from behind, let me take from my mouth then.” K said. “Let me be useful fag.”He was really serious about this request.
“But K, I don’t want to continue.” The master said after a while.
“I want to speak with you instead.”
“I don’t have time for that.” K replied. He seemed dizzy after such a hard and tiring session naturally. He was still on that chair, and his legs were still widely opened. He couldn’t move as all his limbs were chained already.
“When will you free me?” K asked. “I want to go home.”
Ironic. To be even able to go home… Master was sure that K’s legs wouldn’t even carry him for at least two days.
Nonetheless, he wiped his stocked tears before getting up the bed and removing the chains. He was extremely kind and careful while holding K’s legs as if he didn’t enter to him brutally a few minutes ago.
K was really in a terrible situation now. He didn’t even look like a human at all. All his face was covered with the master’s semen, as if he was baptized! Not to mention his weak body now. All his body was full of scratches and wounds too. They would most certainly stay for a few weeks.
When the master helped K to lie on the bed, K waved his head.
“No, take me to the bath.” He requested. “Why do you put me here.”
“I’ll take you. But first, let’s rest a few minutes.”
“Not needed.” K replied. “I’ll go home after the bath.”
“Why?” The master asked. After this question, K’s face changed slightly. Or maybe, it was the master’s imagination.
“Why would I stay here if you are not going to fuck me? Or if I am not going to worship you? Didn’t I already serve you for hours? Licked your feet for hours? Being kicked for hours? Being slapped so that my cheeks would bleed? Didn’t I already swallow enough of your semen? Didn’t I be fucked till I stopped feeling my organs? Didn’t you already told all the curses you know to me? Why would I stay? What else can you give me for today, sir?”
Master trembled after hearing all these.
“I want you to come for me.” He said brutally as if he never heard all those words. It was so ironic for sure.
This was the language K yearned for, though.
K looked at his length that has been tortured for hours under a tiny cage. After than, he raised his head and looked at his master back.
“Will you open it?” He asked.
“I will.”
After finding the key from his bag, the master opened the lock quickly as if he had rush.
“Do it now.” He ordered. His tone was cold and brutal.
K was playing with his own length now. He seemed completely soulless while doing it, though. During this time, he didn’t even show any signals of orgasm or pleasure. He did it like a robot that was assigned a task. After he came, he stopped and looked at the master.
“Did this satisfy my master?” He asked.
“Did it satisfy you, K?” The master replied with another question.
“Satisfying my master always gives me pleasure, sir.” Even K’s reply was soulless… so distracting.
“Now, can you help me?” K asked. He was referring to the bath.
In the bath tube, how innocent he was looking. His beautiful hair, his beautiful neck.
This guy was really pitiful under this beauty, though. He was nothing more than meat.
Master really wondered whether this boy had any feelings for anyone at all. Maybe it was all because that he wasn’t K’s exact type.
“Do you have any boyfriends?” He asked.
“No, sir.” K replied quickly.
Master was washing K’s hair by that time.
He had fox like eyes.
“Have you ever had a boyfriend?” The master asked this time.
“No, sir.”
“Do you have any feelings for a man now?”
“No, sir.”
“Have you ever had any feelings for a man then?” The master sounded extra aggressively now.
K stayed silent for a while.
“What kind of feelings?” He asked.
“You know what I am asking.” Master replied quickly.
“Does only desiring to be an object count?”
The master rolled his eyes.
“Do you love the men you worship?”
“I love my master the most in this world.”
“Would you like to have a romantic relationship with him?”
His heartbeats could be even heard now. What was wrong with the master?
“Master, we cannot.” K replied instantly.
“Why?” Master replied.
“You are my master. You are superior. I have no such right to desire a role that I am not meant for.”
“What if I want?” Master sounded really desperate for the first time in his life. Wasn’t this ironic? Such a powerful man who could fuck anyone in this world was begging for the love of an object.
“What if I just want to be your sub?”
“You really just want to be meat? Tortured and humiliated instead of receiving my love? Why can’t both exist? We don’t need to sacrifice our dom and sub dynamic.”
“But we had already agreed to be like this.”
He was right. Completely right. That was why the master was silent now.
“And also…” K continued. “I don’t dare to be anything more than I am.”
All he said was this during the left of the bath.
His beautiful thighs… his beautiful waist…
“Please don’t cry, master.” K knelt in front of him. His knees were working magically at this point. It was a miracle!
“Your slave feels guilty.”
“You are a human.” Master said. “You are a human.” He repeated as if he was indoctrinating K now.
“I’ll go now.” K said. “If you allow.” He was still a sub waiting for his master’s approval.
“Please don’t go…” Master wanted to say. But all he said was “Wait.”
When K turned his back, Master came closer to him and said “Alright, I’ll fuck you more now.”
His beautiful lips.