The next morning, Roy put legs irons on Eric, with a 12-inch between the ankles. The leg irons would not be removed until the boy was fully-trained. Roy and his slave soon settled into a routine. Every morning Roy would wake the boy up, and free his arms just long enough to attach them to a ring in the back of the neck of his hood. He would then free the leg irons from the bed frame, and walk the kid over to the toilet. Eric learned to take small steps, since the chain only let him move one ankle 12 inches in front of the other. After Eric had done his business on the toilet, Roy would force him to exercise, both to keep the boy in shape, and to keep his muscles from atrophying due to the long periods of bondage. With his hands clasped behind his neck, and his ankles chained, Eric was made to do sit-ups every morning, upping the count by 5 every few days. Soon the boy was doing 500 every morning. That 6-pack would remain rock-hard. Roy would often spank or beat the kid’s ass first, so it was nice and sore while he did the sit-ups. Eric was then made to do deep-knee bends to keep his legs in shape, then Roy would free the kid’s hands, attach the ring in the hood to a chain in the ceiling, and make Eric do push-ups. Despite his captivity, the boy would remain one fine-looking slave.

After the exercises, Roy would decide what position he wanted the boy in for his morning fuck. Sometimes it would be suspended from the wrists (like the first time), sometimes it would be while Eric was locked into a stock Roy had in one corner, sometimes it was just face-down on the bed. Regardless of the position, it was always brutal, and never with any lubing or foreplay. Roy would then feed Eric a bland, but nutritionally-complete meal, secure the boy to the bed again and go to work. To keep the boy off‑balance, Roy stuck to the timing of his routine even on his days off, so that Eric could never keep track of what day of the week it was.

When he’d return from work, he would put Eric through a lighter set of exercises, feed him again, let him go to the toilet, then give the boy a whipping or torture his nipples. This always relaxed the cop after a hard day at work. He would then secure the boy to the bed again, until it was time for the night session.

Every night, before he’d go to bed, Roy would suspend Eric from his wrists, attach weighted tit-clamps to his nipples, and whip the boy’s back and ass. Roy was always rock-hard and horny at the end of these sessions, and he’d rape the boy even more brutally than he had in the morning. He would then feed the boy, bring him to the toilet one more time, and then fasten him to the bed.

Eric’s body soon began adapting to the routine. It knew just when it was supposed to be hungry, just when it was supposed to piss and shit, and just when to sleep and wake. Initially, the boy often thought of his home and family, and how he might be able to escape, but eventually all those thoughts faded. Eric’s entire existence was and rape, and soon that was all that ever filled his mind.

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