Three days later the restrained man had no more tears, no more protests, just defeated acceptance. All of the slaves had their turn with him, usually more than once, and to give him no respite, employee's from the club had come down to use him as well.
The ice cold water from a pressure hose assaulted his skin cleaning the semen and sweat from his body. It was worse when the water stopped, leaving him shivering in the cold.
For the first time since he had been bent over the bench Chase approached him with a funnel attached to a long tube and a pitcher of brown coloured liquid. Setting the pitcher on the floor Chase grabbed the man's hair tilting his head up he placed the start of the tube at his lips.
"Open your mouth." Chase commanded. The man refused and screamed as the collar around his neck gave him an electrical shock. Seizing the opportunity Chase shoved the tube into his mouth and down his throat, triggering the captured man's gag reflex. No amount of heaving would dislodge the object.
He was still protesting as Chase reached and picked up the liquid and tilted it so it ran into the funnel. The sustenance bypassed his throat and mouth, emptying into his stomach. Once the container was empty a sharp tug pulled the intruder free eliciting more gags from the prisoner. To keep him from throwing up the liquid Chase shoved a ball gag into his mouth.
"Better than you deserve." Chase put down the funnel and pitcher and picked up a cane, waving it in the air. The whistle the object made passing before him brought a look of fear to the prisoners face.
An hour later deep bruises were beginning to show on the man's back, legs and feet. The first stroke had started a fresh batch of screaming although muffled by the gag.
"This is the last day of the orgy, and the last day of slave's freedom. Tomorrow we return to endurance trials. Males first. I want the females to pick the largest dildos to fuck him with. I want his ass split open and bleeding by the end of the day."
Slaves regularly deprived and left wanting jumped at the idea of another round or two of pleasure. As Boy bottomed out in his ass Cocksucker stood waiting his turn.
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The hose woke the prisoner up as the cold liquid rammed into him. After his last day of being fucked he was covered in semen, sweat and his own piss. He was still gagged and exhausted. He looked with only mild fear as Chase entered again with the funnel and drink.
After removing the gag the Master waited to see if he would comply. "Open." As last time when he didn't comply a shock traveled through him and the tube was forceibly shoved down his throat. When the feeding was complete and the gag was replaced Chase picked up the cane once more. That action was met with a shaking of his head and muffled words through the gag. "You must learn to obey if you are going to stay. If you don't stay here I will not have it said that I train inferior product."
When the beating was complete Chase chained his wrists to his ankles and his head to his cock before removing the restraints keeping him on the table. He tried to move but was lashed severely by the cane still in Chase's hand.
