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Slave 7 Chapter 5
Mark hit the ground shouting like the bitch he was. The man he would call Sir looked down at him. He smiled. Mark felt rage build inside of him which lead him to his next act of defiance. Mark turned and punched Sir in the stomach. His stomach was hard. Mark's hand did not even make the man flinch. 4 green eyes widen in shock from seeing this. Sir was silent he then kneeled down to a angry yet weakened Mark. "I like your fight boy." The man said. He then snapped his fingers, 4 quickly walked over to a bookshelf and open a drawer that was below it. Out pulled iron shackles. Mark saw this then saw the open door and quickly moved for it. The Sir expected this and reached out and grabbed him across the abdomen and pulled Mark towards him. The Sir's arms were strong and Mark felt his body be pushed up against the Sirs. He also felt the Sir's large cock. "Where the fuck you going boy?" After this was said Mark felt the iron shackles being placed on his ankles by 4. Sir then let Mark go. Mark then turned and tried to run as he did he did not get far for he fell onto the floor. Mark started to tear up, he then started to crawl out of the room after a few feet Sir walked over he then kicked Mark in the ass. Mark fell to the ground. When Mark hit the ground his cock took most of the hit. Mark yelped, the ankle irons on him were heavy to and made his soar ankles feel pain. Mark then felt the man's heavy boot covered foot press down onto this shoulders. Mark yelled in pain and began to cry. 4 grabbed Mark's arms and forced them behind his back. He then felt each wrist become locked into an iron shackle. The Sir then grabbed Mark by his scalp and pulled his head back then lifted Mark backwards to his knee, as this happened the Sir kept his knee in between Marks shoulder blades. 4 then appeared in front of Mark with a bit in his hands. Mark saw this and closed his mouth tight. "Open." Sir ordered. Mark just sat there with his mouth tightly shut. His eyes full of tears. 4 then slightly cock his head; Mark saw a sinister glare appear in the muzzled covered face of 4. Sir nodded towards 4, 4 saw this and then kicked Mark in the balls. Mark did not open his mouth but moaned. 4 again kicked Mark in the balls. This time harder. Mark's eyes began to water and face turn even more red. Yet his mouth still stayed closed. 4 kicked Mark again. This blow was the hardest. Mark's stomach felt immense pain in it. Mark though still kept his mouth shut. He even smiled in a snide way. 4 stepped back lowered his head in shame. Mark smiled and laughed, this victory though was short lived. The Sir turned Mark around while on his knees. "You want to be difficult, fine." Mark was thrown onto the floor. "2 assistance!" Instantly another man in the same sort of bondage 4 was in entered the room. This man looked to be about 28. He had blonde hair and brown eyes. His hair like Sir was cut short; he had a masculine face, his body was tan. He had light trimmed chest hair. His cock was large and kept in a leather cock cage. His chest and arms were massive from years at the gym. He looked to be Nordic in decent. 2 aggressively grabbed Mark by the shoulders. His grip was so powerful that he could not of moved. 4 walked from behind both men and to the front of Mark. He held the bit in hand and started to quickly push it towards Mark's mouth. Mark looked away best he could. The look of the 4's face then went from a glare to pity. 4 then stepped back. Sir was now there in his hand was a small boiling cup of water. "I do enjoy tea and coffee especially when it is hot." The Sir said in a cold tone. Mark's brown eyes widen in fear with as he continued to tighten his mouth shut. He moaned and whimpered no as the Sir walked towards him with the hot water. Mark closed his legs not knowing what to expect. The Sir violently pushed his boot between them forcing them open and forcing his balls and cock to be venerable. Mark then looked up he saw 2's brown eyes, they were cold and stern. Mark then felt Sir's strong grip behind his head and force him to look down at his cock. "Won't learn to listen well hmm this teach you 7." The Sir then lifted the boiling hot cup of water up onto Marks balls and cock. Mark started to scream in pure pain. He fought his hardest to keep his mouth closed but couldn't. "Aaaggghhhhh!" Mark screamed in a horsed voice. 2 watched with no emotion while 4 tilted his head in wonder. Mark squirmed and struggled in the grip of both men as his balls and cock boiled in the water. After a few moments of this 4 walked over and locked the bit into Marks mouth. When locked in, 2 released his grip. Mark fell onto the floor. Mark could not move for the amount of pain he felt put him in a semi state of shock. All three men in the room looked down at Mark with no remorse in his eyes. After a few moments of observing Mark moaning in pain, both 4 and 2 were motioned to leave. Sir then walked over to Mark and pulled him to his knees; he then quickly put a ball gage into his mouth and then by the leash that was attached to his collar pulled him out of the room on his soar aching knees. "Time to show you around a bit 7." The Sir said. As Mark was pulled out he whimpered and moaned and noticed pictures of his father and the Sir on the wall.