A few days after the boy was abducted, Roy gave him a chance to show he’d learned a lesson. The cop told him he was going to remove the hood, but Eric was to keep his eyes closed, or he would get a punishment worse than anything he had yet received. Eric obeyed. He had already learned to do anything he was told to keep the torture to a minimum. Roy then put a blindfold over the boy’s eyes, and shaved his head. He didn’t like the way this looked (the kid had beautiful blond hair), but it would make it easier to keep him clean while hooded, since he wouldn’t have to wash the kid’s hair. He then replaced the hood. Once a week, Roy would remove the hood to wash the boy’s scalp. Eric never opened his eyes during this process. He had learned to obey Roy entirely, and tried never to make his master angry. He tried never to beg for mercy, but sometimes the pain was so awful, he did so in spite of himself. Roy would always respond with some sadistic punishment, and the boy’s lapses became fewer and fewer. He was becoming the perfect slave.

Just as Roy had predicted, Eric got to the point where all he wanted was Roy’s approval. Lying in the dark day after day, fearful and in pain, Eric had nothing to latch onto to maintain his sanity, other than the sound of Roy’s voice. When Roy was happy with him, his voice would be much softer, his hands would gently caress the boy’s body, and the whippings and torture sessions would be less severe, though still awful. Eric also found that being fucked was preferable to being whipped. His ass had eventually loosened up a little, though Roy’s cock was so big (and his so brutal), that it was still agony with every thrust. Still, it was better than being whipped. Eric knew that he could not beg for mercy while being whipped, so he began begging to be fucked, instead. This pleased Roy immensely.

Roy kept Eric in a state of constant arousal. During his exercise, torture, and fuck sessions, Roy would often work the boy’s cock and prostate, bringing him just to the point of coming, then stop. Roy would do this three to five times a day. He knew the body takes care of itself, and if Eric’s gonads needed to expel the built-up come, it would happen during sleep in a wet dream. Still, Roy would let the boy come about once every two weeks, just to remind him that he would be rewarded for good behavior. But even the orgasms would be part of the training. Roy would always crush the boy’s balls in his hand just as he shot, causing him excruciating pain right at the moment of release. Eric’s body was learning to associate pain with pleasure, and (due to the constant stroking of his dick without release), after a while, the boy’s cock would be at least partly-hard almost all the time. Eric didn’t even realize it, but his cock would begin to grow as soon as he heard his master approaching, and it would get rock-hard as soon as he felt Roy’s hands upon his body. Soon, the whippings had the same effect. Yes, the boy was becoming the perfect slave.

Roy knew that keeping Eric hooded and in the dark helped break him and mold his mind to what Roy wanted, but he was also dying to be able to look into the boy’s eyes when he whipped and tortured him. Roy loved hearing men scream, but nothing was more of a turn-on than looking into the eyes of a beautiful man, and seeing them filled with pain and terror. After about 6 weeks, he felt that the boy had been trained well-enough to remove the hood.

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