The Puppeteer Part 3

The Puppeteer - A tool

William added another rules in the house.

Each time he was summoned, no matter in under what circumstances he need to kiss his master's foot

So he does. As the wheel has stop right Infront of the couch. Zylen hand slowly find it's way to hold something as he bend himself lower. To be this close with his master.. he is afraid.. but there is no other choice..

William got impatient watching his trembling slave struggling to stabilize himself, Zylen felt the sudden pressure when William large hand hold the back of his head and press him down. The amount of strength added to his anger, with the speed as well send Zylen's face smacking the floor. His vision was white washed like how he remember countless of times in his life. His right hand was trembling in pain. His attempt to use it to reduced the impact of the fall was utterly useless. He felt the burning pain from his wrist up until his shoulder. His whole body has been crushed to the floor and his wheelchair was sent backwards by the impact.

"How long do you plan to keep me waiting huh!?".

William barked to him. Cracking the broken walls of bravery he tried to put even further. The only thing he knows, and the only thing screaming in his head now is to do what his master demanded or earn the grieve of the consequences.

He lift up his face slowly, leaving a tiny droplet of blood from his nose, he must have failed to notice it when he kiss his master's boots in his unmatch obedience as his eyes were shut lightly, trying to be a good pet as he should.

But William didn't fail to notice it when the blonde head slowly move away "Ah fuck!!" He gave him a good kick to his face. It was a great pain to Zylen based on how his sharp gasp mix with his slow moan of pain was heard as his body was send backwards by the assault. He felt himself falling to his back and his palm quickly hold the ground to reaffirm his balance. The force was great enough that Zylen found himself already sitting. He felt the blood from his nose flow down to his jaw, some of it made it's way into his mouth, metallic taste filled his mouth.

"Look what have you done to my boots, I just got it cleaned for fuck sake!!" William yelled down to him

Zylen lowered his head ".. s-sorry master" His voice was so hoarsed.. his master has restrained him from water for three days to stop him from pissing himself since he could not control it.

"Shut your mouth and find me the controller!! Now!!"

The yellings.. Zylen swear someday his head will explode unable to endure those loud shoutings anymore.

Zylen turn to his side and slowly bend himself to check under the coffee table.
It was not there.

He slowly turn his head to check under the couch making sure to sniff to avoid his blood from staining the floor. He press himself up and with a single hand he slowly drag his body finding his way to his wheelchair again.

"Urghh! I'm getting bored with this fucking channel you better hurry bastard" William warn him with his back resting on the cushion and his bored eyes fixed to the screen.

Zylen slowly climb to his wheelchair. Which he failed for a few times as the chair keeps moving backwards as he tried. William felt himself losing his temper as he glare to him with the corner of his eyes. He watch the teen tried again and this time the chair fell over to him and he fell to the floor again. William tightened his jaw, wrinkles could be seen on his face as he get up.

Zylen was still trying to push the wheelchair off him when William approaches the blond boy.

With his strong arm he grab the boy by his hair and yank him up, he fix the wheelchair to the ground and throw him like a ragdoll towards it, his anger has blindly lead his strength too far sending the boy crashing to the chair then both him and the chair crush to the floor.