The Puppeteer Part 3

The Puppeteer - A tool

"Fuck!! What took you soo long!! I've trained you and you can't even sit right huh!!?"

Zylen was gasping in shock, he tried to understand what just happened because it happened too fast. He roll to his front and quickly push himself up to sit, he want to get this over quick because he knows what will happen if he stay on the floor. But he failed to see how his master is far from done. His eye was wide when he saw his boots right beside his trembling hand. The next thing he felt, was the sudden pain as his hair has been gripped again. He clench his jaw in pain, pressing his lids shut knowing this will be another round of torture he have to endure.

William throw him to the wheelchair again sending him and the wheelchair to the floor again..Zylen's vision find himself on the floor again, his vision has started to darkened..

William repeats his game, like a child breaking his vulnerable motionless toys.

The pain..was unbearable for Zylen. He found himself giving up to hold his pain and ended up screaming each time his hair was painfully gripped and each time he was crushed to the metal chair, then fall hard on the floor. In one of those crashing, his neck fall right on the spinning wheel forcing his body to roll and his right hand find his way to hold his neck as he was coughing so hard. But it only angered his master even further, taking it as disobedience, taking it as resistance from the helpless teen. Zylen found his vision wet in tears as he was trying to catch his breath.. but William didn't stop he keeps on repeating those cycle of abuse, yelling words Zylen has failed to hear in his pain and terror.

When he finally stop Zylen has already limped on the floor..

His throat which has already dried before was left even worse after all the screaming he does..

Zylen felt his tears left his eye as he was sprawling on the floor, trembling in pain.

"Get you ass up before I fuck you!!"

Zylen heard it and it shot another terror into his chest. Even his body refuses him.. he tried his best to get up..
He almost fail to balance himself with his head still spinning..and he only have one hand to use..it slowed him down he trembled as he tried to reach the wheelchair that has fallen to floor as well. His vision was doubled, Zylen know he's at his limit. But there is no room for forgiveness in his life.. he have to do as he was told.. or he will be tortured even more..as his drag his trembling body even closer to the chair, he lifted up his hand to the air, unable to tell in his doubled vision of the right direction to hold the chair. All of sudden an unbearable pain shot his head and and his heart. His vision turns pure black even his eye is half open and he dropped to the floor..

If life would be kind to him.. he will be allowed to have this small time to rest.. a short break from his extreme survival.. but painfully, it was not..

William does not allow it, he never did, and never will..

He drag the boy up and spank his face "Hey! Who said you could sleep!! Get up!!" He fix the chair up and place his slave on top of it. "Wake up!! I said wake up you fucking thot!!" He keeps smacking his poor face that has already stained with blood. Zylen woke up in sharp gasp, to be forced to wake up after another traumatic event in that way almost send Zylen to tears. He almost cried but try his best not to because William will rape him if he cry.. he know.. he know William way too much.

Even his heavy lids refuse to be parted.. even his chest refused to breath harder.. even his consciousness gave up for so many times. The smacking aided him to wake up ..but at the same time it aided him to pass out again. The cycle he was trying to break until his face was filled with tears. His head was filled with the memories of the same beating from his father.. from the client he served.. and lastly from his mother as his younger voiced rang in the space, crying..