An area devoid of light, ornaments and a fitting place for disgusting acts. The floor is dyed with blood and white liquid. The slave glanced over at the origin of racing footsteps. His wrists and ankles are being tied up with broad and heavy bolts.
"I recall nothing about my past…"
Various sizes of locks begin to release and the footsteps keep on becoming stronger.
"...No, I chose to forget it."
Someone turned on the switch and the chamber was lit. The slave looked into the pond of water in front of him and noticed his reflection. His hair is cluttered and his face is filthy.
"All I know is being sold out, gamble, and games..."
"Oi! It is the time… Fufufu~"
The slave stood up as he thrashed in place. He noticed two big, obese, and vile men in their suits. He then bit his lips out of resentment.
"Is that a boy or a girl?"
The man asked in confusion as he rubs his chin and a distorted expression in his eyes.
"Despite his long hair and petite appearance, he is a boy."
Another man proudly announced as he crossed his arms over his chest. Without a doubt, the man engrossed in the slave stepped forward.
"You've got a lovely face…"
He gently slaps the face of the slave. The slave gritted his teeth as he glared at the man in front of him as if he is throwing daggers. Without considering the reactions of the slave, the man gently brushed the slave's lips. He then playfully toys the slave's lips with his fingertips.
"I wonder how long would you last?"
The man's smile grew wide as if he already planned on what is he going to do next. The slave looked down and glimpsed his reflection.
"I see… I forgot the time I've spent here..."
His eyes become teary, and he struggles to avoid it. It was futile. He couldn't hold the tears flowing unto his cheeks.
"...Only to satisfy their desires."
"Oh~ Aaah!"
Out of joy, the man in suit spread his arms and clasped it. He then rubbed his hands as he tilted his head at his back.
"How much is he!? Tell me!"
The man pulled out his fedora as he closed his eyes for a moment.
"I'm terribly sorry. He's not for sale because he is being sent to the reproduction farms."
Hearing this from him, the man who is obsessed in the slave argued with him. After realizing this, the slave thought.
"I wish I am being transported into another world…"
"No… this is not anime!"
"I'll escape from this place no matter what!"
Both of them are still debating. However, the man who is pleased in the slave have the upper hand. As a finisher, he clasped his hands and its sound echoed all over the place.
"I can still do whatever I want to him, right?"
"After all, he IS a slave."
Without hesitation, the slave decided and spoke.
"I have a favor to ask..."
"What a deep and cold voice! I wonder what your moans sound like?"
The man felt the face of the slave.
"...Let's play a game."
The man stepped back as he glanced into the slave's body while rubbing his chin.
"Oh, ho~ Isn't this fascinating?"
"So lovely! What is your game?"
"Rock, paper, and scissors. If I win, let me escape in this place"
"If I lose, you can degrade me anytime you wish."
The man stopped moving for a couple of minutes. He stared down. Not because of this unforeseen turn of events but rather, the thrill that vibrates in his eyes. He clenched his fist, and it trembles as if it was imitating something. He then yelled with euphoria.
"I can't wait to make you into a cum dumpster!"
"Rock, paper…"
A game where every inch of his life depends on his fate. There may be a possibility that he will continue this dirty work endlessly. It all happens in slow motion, each moment they bring down their hands, the slave thought.
"I can see his ugly face and put his dick in my mouth..."
"...I am done with this!"
He closed his eyes and let his instincts overcome him.
"Rock!"
"Scissors!"
The slave opened his eyes and tears flowed unto his cheeks. It is a moment as if it is the most unforgettable moment in his life like celebrating one's birthday. He gasped for air as he tried to speak.
"I-I win!..."
The man walked away and whispered.
"Open his locks and pretend that we'll abide his wishes."
"Understood!"
After the man released the locks to the slave, without hesitation, the slave slid his leg to outbalance the man.
"As if I'll let your small and ugly dick put inside me!"
The slave runs as fast as he could and changed his stance.
"H-He's fast!"
"I'm a former black belt in karate! It's impossible for you to get past me!"
In that short amount of time, the man in suit only managed to block some of the slave's punches. In retaliation, he saw an opportunity by grasping both of the slave's hands.
"As long as your balls are being hit… It's over."
The slave kicked the balls of the man.
"This is why I despise fat and ugly bastard like you"
The slave used his feet to crush the man's face and left the room. Series of goons surrounded the room. To their surprise, both of their bosses are lying unto the floor.
"B-Boss! What happened!?"
The goons helped them to stand up.
"He's a nice slave. He even pleasured me before leaving."
"One slave is nothing. We can still find others."
"Also, we're near to Russia. He won't live there for long…"
"After all, Russia is a place where being a man is a suffering."