The Flesh Cartel, Season 3: Transformation by Rachel Haimowitz

Author:Rachel Haimowitz
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotica, drama, kidnapping, contemporary, dark, slavery, abuse, intense, gritty, human trafficking
Publisher: Riptide Publishing

The dog had tenacity, Nikolai had to give him that.

Shock after shock, and he took each and every one, even after his muscles began to twitch involuntarily, even after he bit his lip until blood welled up, even after his face was soaked with tears. He’d pick himself back up and cast his eyes to the timer with grim determination, do some calculation in his head—twenty seconds to rest and recover, twenty more to catch his breath and his pride enough to say thank you, ten to build up the courage to push the button again—and keep going.

Nikolai’s little fighter. His champion. Half of him wanted to throttle the man for the measures he’d forced him to take, the concessions he’d forced him to yield. But the other half of him simply marveled.

He’d begun to resent the fact that he couldn’t break Mathias properly, that he’d had to go against everything he knew and believed about his work and its purpose, but this hour had done much to convince him that this kind of alternate training might be the only way to do a man like Mathias justice. A modern gladiator, meant to bow only under the whip and die in blood and glory.

If only that fate didn’t require Nikolai to make compromises with regard to Douglas.

No matter. Mathias would get his meeting, and Nikolai would get his use of it. Perhaps it wasn’t the way he’d initially planned to advance Douglas’s training, but it would suit that all the same—it might even be more effective than his original choice—and it would suit Mathias’s, too, for all that the man thought he was winning something here. After all, Nikolai was an artist, not a factory worker. Artistry required improvisation.

Go where the clay leads you.

When Mathias’s punishment was finally over and Nikolai had been thanked, breathless and tear-choked, for the fiftieth shock (with an impressive three minutes to spare), he kissed Mathias on the forehead with renewed appreciation and helped him to his bed.

Removing the plug proved a challenge, thanks to Mathias’s still-spasming muscles, but they managed it together, and afterward Nikolai sat on the bed, stroking Mathias’s sweaty back as he shuddered and moaned into his pillow.

“I’ll send Roger to help you bathe and bring you more food. When you have your strength back—then and only then—I will let you see your brother.”

“Thank you, master,” Mathias murmured, and though the response was probably just rote by now, for the first time ever, Nikolai detected not a single trace of insincerity in those words.

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