[Trigger Warning: EXTREME torture and abuse. Please read at your own discretion.]
"Bring me lad," Bradley smirked. "Bring me weights. All weights." He added, making the soldier shiver before he took off to bring the desired objects.
Samuel's spine shook at the words. What was he going to do with the weights?
"Stay," Bradley ordered Samuel to stay on his knees.
"Sir, yes, Sir!" Samuel obliged.
The fear of what was to come still ached deep inside his mind. Samuel shivered on the carpeted ground and tried his best to stop his tears.
One tear out of his eye could provoke Bradley to the extent no one was sure of. Samuel quietly stayed on the ground, making sure he didn't further provoke Bradley in any way.
