6 Within These Walls pt. 5

The boy was once again standing in a room across from another slave, except his chains were much heavier this time and his opponent was just some slave he had never seen before.

Marie shouted "Kill him, kitty!" The boy walked towards the other slave with his blank expression and exploded out with a kick, smashing the slave into the wall before walking towards him and smashing his fists down on the man's head, killing him.

The boy backed off and walked back to Marie, standing behind her with his blank stare. Marie cheered and they left.

This was only the first of many fights where the boy stayed cool and killed the other slave without incident. However, every now and then he would snap his chains and brutalize his opponent.

His opponents ranged from children to weak old men and everything in between. Strong men, women, fishmen, even other Minks just like him. The boy had no sympathy, or rather was incapable of feeling sympathy. He killed when he fought and whenever he could, training his fighting along the way against stronger fighters.

Though he won easily sometimes, it was mostly hard fights full of experience. He fought innocents, criminals, all sorts of people, but he never showed mercy. This didn't bother the boy at all, mostly because he lived in this life day in day out, if he didn't kill, he would be killed.

Most Celestial dragons complained that the boy was too strong, yet Marie just mocked them all as being losers as the years went on. Truffle agreed to let the slaves have weapons against the boy, with guards watching of course.

The boy was a cash cow for the family and Truffle knew that. If nobody wanted to fight him then how would he gain prestige and win his bets? It was impossible and so for the next 4 years, the boy fought against swords, sabers, spears, everything under the sun. Yet, he always came out on top.

Some were experienced, some weren't.

But the boy never gave up. His chains increased monthly, from light to extremely heavy. He grew into a 16 year old boy, full of scars, old and new, but packed with muscle. Due to his constant fighting, his body became the perfect fighting machine, agile but packed with power.

The boy also grew into a handsome young man, though the battle scars might take away from that, his face was handsome and fierce. In the recent months, Marie would look at him every now and then, the boy couldn't care less.

Last month, the boy was brought to Marie's room at night. She made him undress, though the boy wasn't aware of sex, he wasn't an idiot. Marie had grown into a pretty young lady, unlike her family. She was graceful and plump, the only problem was her terrible personality.

She ordered him to have sex with her or she would whip him. The boy did as he was told and fucked her. Apparently, he was more than she could handle, the boy didn't know why, but he assumed it was because he was basically half animal.

After that, she would call him back every night.

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As the months rolled along, the perfect time came for the boy.

Marie was laying on her bed naked and said "Well? What are you waiting for?" The boy stood there naked, looking at her. He didn't quite know what to do at this moment, but he said in a rough voice "Better without chains. Move better."

Marie frowned and said "It wasn't a problem before." the boy replied robotically "Other slaves taught me." as he stared at her. Marie had a glint cross her eyes, it was full of lust as she dragged her words, rolling to her stomach, "How much better?"

The boy replied almost immediately "A lot." Marie bit her lips and grabbed a key, before turning around as she said "Promise you won't run away." The boy just stared at her and she unlocked the chains.

The boy's chains were different than the other slaves, basically the main chain connected his collar to the rest. It restricted his movements to a degree to where he could still fight without issue but running away would be next to impossible… unless it was unlocked.

A long chain fell to the ground with a thud and the boy swung his arms and legs, wrapping the excess chain around his arms and legs. A guard knocked on the door and said "Everything alright in there, Miss?" Marie looked at the boy without saying anything and the boy looked at her before getting on the bed.

Marie grinned and said "Yes. Just dropped something, you may have the night off!" the guard was silent for a moment before replying "Thank you, My Lady." before his footsteps sounded and got quieter as he left.

Marie pulled on the boy's collar and kissed him as they did as they usually do, but with the boy in control. Technically he didn't lie, it was just that HE asked the other slaves about it, though his source was not a good person. That man had a lot of experience but it wasn't good for anyone else.

The boy turned her over to her stomach and propped up her behind, being as rough as he could without killing her. Marie enjoyed every second of it as moans sounded from the room.

When the deed was done, the boy got up and looked at the puddle of ecstasy that was Marie, barely able to think about anything else as she shook every now and then. The boy raised a fist and stared at her for a good minute before putting it down.

He was in the same situation as before, he didn't know what to do with her. He still wanted to believe that she wouldn't hurt him. It had nothing to do with emotions. It was simply because she had saved his life so many times before, to kill her now would be ungrateful. If he took anything from his mother when she was alive, you shouldn't be ungrateful.

Though, it was ironic. A killing machine talking about being grateful to his captor, but the problem still was… What should he do with her. The boy took a final look at Marie, before putting on his ragged pants and leaving the room as silently as he could. He wouldn't kill her since she saved his life many times, but they were now enemies. If he saw her again, he would kill her.

The boy stood outside the room and looked around. It was time to leave hell.