Chapter 3: The Breaking
Troop Master Lance turned to his slave Steve patting him on the head as he spoke, "You did good my pet and I am glad you got to enjoy him, but I need your other skills now. You know what to do."
"Yes Master," Sissy Steve replied as he left the basement gym.
"Jin, I need to make the other preparations, can you administer an appropriate punishment for me while I am busy and then set him up for a longer stay?"
Laying naked and cuffed to the bench Luke observed that while Lance gave Steve orders that were promptly obeyed, he asked Jin to help him as a favor followed by a deep kiss. Jin of course agreed, happy to help his man Lance and left to get supplies.
Alone Luke laid his head back questioning all that just happened. Why was he helpless, dripping cum and sweat? Was this really happening? Could he do anything to stop it? Most disturbingly to his ego and his vision of himself, was he enjoying it?
Luke no longer attempted to escape the steel cuffs, accepting it was futile. Near an hour later Jin came back dragging in a cooler and with a heavy military style duffel bag on his back. Luke recognized the cooler from his garage and realized these boys must be searching and raiding his house, helping themselves. Luke did not recognize the duffel bag, which only made him more nervous.
When Jin dropped the duffle onto the rubber exercise matt it made a heavy thud and clink which increased Luke's sense of dread. Closing the door Jin pulled a power drill out of the bag and Luke blanched white his mind going to the darkest of places. Jin paused looking right at him before he broke out in a wide smile, erupted into a loud almost friendly laugh shaking his head, then he pulled out the security camera.
Still laughing Jin went to the far corner of the room mounting it high on the wall with the drill. Once he realized the drill was not for torture Luke calmed down a little. Luke even recognized the camera, it was one of his own, clearly removed from another room, the boys must have full access to his security system by now. Jin turned "We are not monsters. But don't get too comfortable I do still need to punish you and you will not enjoy that, but first I need to get set up."
Jin proceeded to pull two jugs of water out of the cooler and set them on the wall opposite from the camera but still in its view. He then placed a large bucket in the same area for other needs. Lastly, he came back to the duffel bag, pulling out a thick leather collar connected to a heavy chain with a steel ring. "Don't make this difficult or I will punish you twice as hard."
leaning down he strapped the collar onto Luke's neck. Luke's fading sense of independence wanted to thrash and fight but he knew it would be futile, so he stayed docile as Jin secured the collar to his neck. Luke knew his freedom was gone when he heard the click of the padlock. The other end of the chain was pulled to the corner with the food and water, looped around a steel weight rack that was bolted to the floor and secured with another large padlock.
Luke knew that by choosing not to fight, in that moment, however futile it would have been, was the beginning of his true submission. Even as he feared this small step into submission, Luke surprised himself by questioning if it was really a bad thing?
Jin interrupted his thoughts, "Now I am going to uncuff your hands and untie your legs. You can try and fight me if you wish but first think this over. One, I am a trained MMA fighter half your age. Yea I don't quite have your bulk, but I could almost certainly make you tap out." Jin began untying the ropes on Luke's feet as he continued.
"And two, even if you did manage to knock me out what would you do? You are naked, unarmed and cannot go more than ten feet with that chain on your neck. My boyfriend is watching on the camera with his stun gun at the ready. You need to accept this is happening or it only gets worse from here, now will you behave?"
Luke wanted to fight, he wanted to scream, but instead he nodded his commitment to behave. Jin uncuffed Luke and led him to the corner where the other end of the chain was connected. Pushing him back up against the industrial style weight rack, Jin grabbed his arms and re-cuffed them behind his back interwoven with the steel rack so Luke could not raise his arms or walk forward.
For the first time Luke regretted having only the best equipment installed. The weight rack was heavy duty steel and he had insisted it be bolted in place when the gym was designed. He knew better than anyone just how solid it was. Jin interrupted his thoughts again, "You have been cooperative, and I appreciate that, but Lance wants you punished, I have decided to use you as my human punching bag."
Leaving only a few seconds for the words to sink in Jin got into a fighting stance paused and then took three fast jabs to Luke's abdominal section. Luke barely had time to flex and prepare, he managed to do it just in time. Jin nodded in appreciation of Luke's muscle mass and physical resilience. "Good you can take a hit and I need a workout. I did not tie your legs so feel free to kick or try and block with your legs if you wish I could use the practice."
Luke thought this was a trap and kept his feet planted in a wide stance. By instinct he wanted to bring his fists up, but the handcuffs prevented that. Jin unleased another longer slower combination of hard hitting cross and straight hand strikes moving up and down Luke's torso. Jin kept striking randomly and in an irregular pattern so Luke would not know where or when the next one would hit, moving around the abdominals and chest.
Luke was in intense pain; he could already tell there would be bruises and wanted to make it stop but did not know how. After a pause to drink some water Jin was ready to go again, going for speed this time he did a rapid series of jabs all centered on the same small spot at the center of Luke's sixpack turning them bright red and purple. As Jin paused, stretched, and prepared for another wave Luke promised himself, he had to do something.