Agents Universe

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AN OASIS OF VIOLENCE - SAVING KYLE PART 1
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WARNING: This story contains extreme elements of both physical and psychological torture.

DAY 1

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I walked out of the Police Department, watching as Daniel carried that interfering fucking piece of shit, Inspector Kyle Byrne. He was dripping blood along the corridoor as we walked over the knocked out bodies of the police officers,detectives and staff, still under the effects of the gas. I walked past the body of the guard who escorted me out of my prison cell earlier today, and remembered that I made him a promise. I hefted my new pistol, one of two that I just acquired from the Inspector, who seemed to be fond of them. It was well balanced, and it was not a standard police issue, but clearly his personal weapon. I pointed the gun at the head of the guard, and pulled the trigger. I always keep my promise. How ironic that it was the Inspectors weapon that I used to kill his co-worker.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: One of the other agents hefted up the body of Xavier. He was the one that had hit me. I grinned with anticipation, as I began to plan how I would make him pay. I climb into the van, and we take off, as I remove my gas mask, losing ourselves in traffic, and changing our license plates on the way to prevent CCTV from tracking us. I watch as Daniel and his Agent lay down Kyle and Xavier in the back of the van, and Daniel’s other agent begins treating Kyle’s three gunshot wounds, to keep him from bleeding out until we reach Des Moines, applying antiseptic and heavy bandages. I definitely wanted him to survive. I had plans for Kyle. I looked at Daniel as he sat down, but I had nothing to say to him. I burned with the humiliation of my failure to capture Mason, burned with shame that I needed to be rescued. Daniel was a Syndicate man, but I worked for Derek Steel. I knew Derek would not be happy about my failure, this would reflect badly on him. I already had a brief message from him, informing me that the Syndicate had assigned the task of capturing Mason to Daniel, but I knew he would have harsh words for me the next time we spoke in person. I glanced over at Daniel briefly, my eyes filled with rage and humiliation. But it wasn’t Daniel’s fault. It was Kyle’s fault. His interference had cost me and Derek 30 million dollars. But, I began to come up with a plan to make it up to Derek. The key was Kyle. First though, I would need to break him. I began to smile. Why not start now?

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: The van was large, with two compartments, separated by a small door. I signaled to one of the agents, and had them drag Kyle into the second compartment, leaving Daniel to his own thoughts. I also brought in Xavier. It was time to start the nightmare for Kyle. The nightmare that would not end until I had broken him, and rebuilt him from the ground up into what I needed. Right now, he was only a worthless detective for a local police department, but when I was finished with him, he would be worth so much more.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: My left arm was throbbing with pain, again thanks to Kyle and his knife from the fight in the warehouse, so I had to have the help of Daniel’s agent to suspend Xavier’s hogtied body from the ceiling of the van, his ankles and wrists secured tightly in a knot with heavy duty cuffs that we had taken from him. We hung him on a hook by his cuffs, above Kyle, and he swung back and forth like a chandelier as the van made its way towards Des Moines. Then, I grabbed a filthy cloth from the front of the van, near the driver. It had been used to wipe grime and filth off the van’s window. I forced open Xavier’s mouth, and tied the cloth around the back of his head, using the cloth to gag him. I wasn’t interested in what he had to say when he woke up. He was just a tool now, a tool to help me fuck Kyle. Then, I pulled back my right fist and smashed him in the face with all of my strength. He liked to hit people, did he? He thought he could smash his fist into my face without any consequence? Well, let’s see how he handles this. The blow was brutal, and woke him up, sending him swinging back and forth over Kyle. I hit him again, nearly breaking his jaw with the force and power behind my fist. I know how to throw a very, very strong punch, my massive, thickly muscled arm rippling with power as I delivered the blow. I remembered with a brief surge of satisfaction that I had used this same fist to knock James Mason out cold, before that interfering fucker Kyle put me out.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: This time, some blood began to drip out of Xavier’s mouth, falling down onto Kyle’s face. Kyle’s eyelashes fluttered from the liquid dropping on his face, as Xavier’s sounds were muffled by the dirty, grimy cloth I was using to gag him. I nudged Kyle in the ribs with a small kick to wake him up. I smiled, knowing how savagely painful my kick will be with the gunshot wound to his stomach. I want him to wake up now, so that the first thing he will see is the face of his partner detective, the big, strong, well-muscled tough guy cop Xavier, dangling from the ceiling above him, dripping blood on his face, tied up and gagged, swinging like a chandelier from the force of my fist.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I am hearing voices in my nightmare; I can't see anything, but only separate voices from different sources are echoing in my ears. James's voice, my uncle Tim's voice, even Xavier's voice… But one of them is ringing in my ears, and don't let me go… Ivan's voice…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: As Ivan punches Xavier harshly, he quickly opens his eyes and starts struggling, but of course there was no use. His wrists and ankles were tied. He can't understand what happens at first, then everything comes to his mind. He saw Daniel with a gas mask, and before he can understand what happened, he is put to sleep. And examining the room just for one second, he understands we are being kidnapped, "by Ivan". His eyes… His eyes starts burning as soon as he lands his gaze on Ivan. A brutal, hostile, merciless gaze, even though to that punch. However, the second one makes him scream, but because of the cloth in his mouth, he just manages to do some muffled voice. He can't understand if his jaw is broken or not.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then he realizes me. My body that is lying under him, the blood drilling from his mouth comes to my eyelashes. But before he tries to say something, Ivan's kick connects with my ribs. A soft kick normally but pretty brutal enough to make me wake up and groan. Fuck… I finally manage to wake up from that nightmare, but with a very brutal feeling. I fill the van's back with my voice… "AHHHHH…"

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I slowly open my eyes. Fuck, why there is blood on my eyes… What happened? I only remember I am falling on my butt, and Ivan was smiling at me… No… NOO… This is not real, please don't let it be real. But no… It is real, I can feel, I can hear, and I can see. With my left hand, I wipe the blood from my face, then slowly try to raise on my butt, but I only scream as I attempt to. "ARGHHH… Fuck…"

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: What the hell? Why… Why can't I stand up? No… My arm? My right arm… I… I can't move it. But it's not only that. My right leg and especially my stomach. Oh my god, fuck… It hurts. But why? No… No, this monster shot me after I fainted? Argh… It hurts so bad. I literally can't move my body. Only my left arm and leg. I can control them. But that is the least concern of mine as soon as I see Xavier on top of me. IVAN… YOU FUCKING BEAST… WHY… I mumble in anger, but I can feel my voice is too weak.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "Xa… Xavier?" No please… Don't hurt Xavier. He doesn't deserve this. Afterwards, my eyes slowly lays on Usov finally, that bastard who inflarated my department. That disgusting creature who hates James with all his heart… James… Is he ok? Oh… Thank god I sent him away, but he saw all the records. Ahhh… James, I am so sorry, I am so sorry for letting you down, I am so sorry for making you watch that. It's so humiliating. I should have paid more attention to your concerns. I should have at least told you. Can't… Can't I see him ever again? NOOO...

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I continue to stare at Usov, but as I am thinking, my eyes harden, I make a wry face. This is all his fault… Huffing and puffing, I grunt… "What have you done?.. Ah… What did you DO?.."

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I squatted down, drinking in the expression of confusion, fear, pain on that fucking Inspector’s face as Xavier swung back and forth above him. I watched with pleasure as the idiot shit-for-brains detective tried to sit, realizing at last that he’d been shot several times, and was basically a cripple for the time being. He groaned and moaned, then finally asked me what I did.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I took out one of Kyle’s dual pistols and started to play with it in front of him. Then I grinned, as the van continued on its journey towards Des Moines. “You see Inspector, you pissed me off.” I nudge Kyle’s right leg, next to the bandaged gunshot wound, “ That was your payment for killing Dave back at the warehouse.” Then, I use the pistol to nudge the wound on his right bicep. “This is the payment for helping Mason escape my trap the first time.” Then, I nudged his bandaged gut with the pistol, “And this is your payment for helping Mason escape my trap the last time. But don’t worry, Mason won’t get far. We’ve got our best men working to hunt him down right now.”

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I get up close into Kyle’s face, removing his gas mask, and scrutinizing his features closely. He was, admittedly, stunningly handsome. I was looking forward to fucking him, very much so. But not just yet. I leaned down and kissed him gently on the forehead, then spoke in a very deep, menacing whisper. “You piece of shit. Did you really think that you, a local nobody from some small time police department was actually going to outsmart the Syndicate? You are pathetic. And because of you, we know exactly where “Simon Runner” is. Because of you, “ casually, I point my pistol up and pull the trigger, shooting Xavier in his right kneecap, “ Xavier here, your big tough friend, is going to die right in front of your eyes. You are going to learn exactly how worthless you are, Kyle.” Then, I kiss Kyle one more time, stand up, and holding Kyle’s pistol by the barrel, I pistol whip Xavier across his jaw. There is a loud CRACKKKK as his jaw breaks, and more blood trickles down onto Kyle.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: This idiot is holding my guns as well? How low can you stoop Ivan? But I don't want to comment on that right now, Xavier is in big trouble. Then slowly, Ivan points out the places he shot me, and explains the reasons behind them. Oh my fucking lord… This guy has a HUGE inferiority complex. If I were in a better position right now, I wouldn't hesitate to piss him off… But fuck… Xaiver, I can't risk him. He is too valuable for me. We met in the academy and since then, we were really close friends. No… I can't risk him… He slowly leans towards me and removes my gas mask, putting a kiss on my forehead. What kind of sick guy was he? I just grunted to his kiss… Ugh… Fuck off...

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then he mentions James… Oh yes… THANK GOD… My plan worked out, they think James is in Detroit. But I try to hide my excitement, and because of the pain in my body, it's not that hard. I don't say anything further. Just continue to stare at Ivan with an icy gaze. However, then without hesitation, he shots Xavier in his knee and a savage muffled sound fills the van again. My eyes widen in fear. God… No… No… Xavier struggles and groans as the bullet slams into his knee. I can sense his pain from here. I can feel my blood run cold as he puts another kiss on me. Afterwards, I hear a loud cracking sound with another savage groan from Xavier. The blood of Xavier is on my face… No… NOO… He is beating the crap out of Xavier and the only thing I can do is just watch it.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "Ivan… No…" I grunt, then try to raise my butt again, ignoring both the blood on my face and the pain in my body. But I can't… I just can't… It's impossible at this stage. I look at Ivan… He is seeing red, I don't think it will matter what I say to him… FUCK… No… Xavier… I mumble at him with a distant tone "This is between you and me Ivan… Leave Xavier out of this…" No… This won't be enough, I need to push his limits, turn his attention to me. Agh fuck… I am so sorry Xavier… I continue with the same tone "We are going to settle our own matters… Uhh… In our own ways… Just the two of us… Be a "respectable" opponent just ONCE in your life… Ahhh..." Shit… My body spasms a little, I should rest normally in this situation but I can't. I shouldn't panic, and I need to stay calm. But I CAN'T. I have no choice… Please… Don't kill Xavier. With my left hand, I try to touch Ivan's leg in order to turn his attention to me…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Kyle is showing his fear as Xavier moans in agony, his kneecap shattered by my shot, his jaw broken by Kyle’s own pistol. Kyle grunts out, trying to get me to stop my abuse of Xavier. Then, he tries to “talk” me down in a calm and reasonable manner. I grin. Now it is time to really fuck with Kyle’s head. I bend down very close to Kyle as he reaches out to touch my leg. I look at Kyle. Then I chuckle very low in my throat, a deep menacing chuckle. “You want me to spare Xavier, do you Kyle? And what are willing to do for me if I spare him? Ahhh… I have an idea.” I grin, with a wicked evil smile. Shockingly, right there in the van, I pull down my prison trousers and prison underwear, and my dick, which is hard as a rock, thick as a beer can, and about 8” long springs out, dripping pre-cum. The chance to finally start fucking with the man who ruined my plans has excited me tremendously, and I’m very aroused.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I speak, loud enough now for both Xavier and Kyle to hear me. “Well Kyle, if you want to save your friend’s life, you are going to have to suck my cock and swallow every single drop of my seed when I cum. And, if you don’t do your very best to please me, I will start sinking bullets into Xavier, bit … by … bit. How does that sound?” My thick, powerful muscle ripples and turns hard as stone and my face breaks out into an evil, sadistic smile as I point the pistol directly up towards Xavier’s head.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Ivan stops… What? He listens to me? Oh thank god… But shortly after, I realized it was not for something good. He leans towards me, and then reveals his huge cock. My eyes widen in terror… No… Please… Don't make me do this. But I don't have a choice… I won't risk my friend's life just because of my dignity. I slowly looked at Xavier, my gun was touching his head. Even with a broken jaw, his eyes widen in fear as well and shook his head to change my mind. I'm sorry Xavier… I'm sorry you are in this situation because of me.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I take a deep breath. I don't have courage to answer back. This is so fucking humiliating. Sucking my biggest enemy's cock in front of one of my best friends… But I need to… I am in no position to bargain, or no position to play mind games. I lick my lips in desperation, and just nod to Ivan's word, showing that I am ready… Fuck… I DON'T WANT TO… I try to raise my butt again, but no… I can't even raise my knees. I AM SO FUCKING WEAK… Shivering, I grab Ivan from his bare thigh with my left hand, and slowly try to pull him towards me. Ivan's muscled and firm body is in front of me. I need to suck him when I am lying. I close my eyes. I don't want to see how much this monster will get pleasure while fucking me… I… Just… Don't… But this is for Xavier, Kyle, for your 7 year old friendship…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: My eyes are drinking in the expressions on Kyle’s face, his confusion, his humiliation, his fear. I know, better than anyone else, except maybe Derek, how to break a man. How to crush his will and confidence, to take away his sanity. Then, when he is broken, how to build him back up again into a loyal follower. This had been done with Nolan … I was betting I could do it better with Inspector Kyle. My plan was simple. Break Kyle. Rebuild him into a loyal follower, conditioned to please me. Then, we would “allow” him to be rescued. And, after his rescue, it would be inevitable that the highest officials in MI6, CSIS, and CCS would want to question a prisoner who had spent so much time with me … then during the questioning… he would carry out his orders to assassinate their leaders. He would do it out of loyalty to me. I would make Kyle into a Trojan Horse.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: It would be so fitting to transform the man who had cost me so much into a valuable weapon for the Syndicate. I felt his hand weakly trying to pull me over. I make it easier for him, and swing my huge leg over his slim body, my knees on either side of his arms. I’m strangely tender though, and very careful not to injure the wound in his right arm further. Now, my dick was directly at his mouth. I reached my right hand down and cupped the back of Kyle’s head, preparing to lift his head and shove my massive, rock-hard cock into his mouth. The plan I had come up with excited me so much, and Kyle and Xavier were so handsome and good looking, that it was no trouble for me to get hard. Then, I spoke up, “Open your eyes Kyle. I want you to look into my face as you suck me off. I want you to look at Xavier as he watches his partner used as nothing more than a receptacle for my seed. If you disobey me in the slightest way, I will begin shooting unimportant bits of your friend Xavier here.” I start to lift up on the back of Kyle’s head and drive my thick cock into Kyle’s mouth.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I can feel Ivan slowly sitting on top of me, not putting his weight on me. Fuck this… Why don't you just kill me Ivan? Why don't you just take your vengeance? Then I feel Ivan's hand on the back of my head, helping me to reach his cock. Afterwards, he tells me to open my eyes. You are unbelievable Ivan… You know what? I was going to open my eyes, he wants me to suffer, huh? I am not going to give it to you. You don't know how much resistance can be beneficial when it comes to situations like this. You want me to feel worthless, then why don't you kill me? You want me to feel like shit, but you are the one that is aroused by my body? I start to fill my mind with these kinds of questions, before making my mind accept the fact that "I am not as weak as he is trying to imply".

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I take a deep breath and take Ivan's huge cock in my mouth as I slowly opened my eyes. There was no possibility that I was going to enjoy this, but at least I can hide my feelings. And after asking these questions of myself, I was feeling pretty confident. Oh Ivan, you don't know me… I am not an ordinary prisoner that can be broken down just because his body is being abused. That is not my main weak point… On the contrary, psychology is my strength. As Ivan's cock digs into my mouth, I meet his gaze. There was no emotion in my eyes. I was just staring blankly, like I was doing everyday paperwork. It was pretty calm. If he finds me that hot, maybe he will just lose himself in my eyes, who knows? Still, this should probably annoy him. You expected me to look at you with puppy eyes, huh? This is what you get Ivan… Two robotic blue eyes that are looking at you like nothing important. However, I was trying my best to work on his cock with my mouth, running my tongue all over it. I just don't want him to hurt Xavier, and I can't take that risk. I need to drive him crazy. Shit, this cock is massive, and it also makes me gag in my injured position, but I was not focusing on that. My mind was thinking about other things...

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I stare down into Kyle’s eyes as they open, gazing up at me with no expression whatsoever. I chuckle. I drive my dick down, down deep into the back of Kyle’s throat, glorying in the sensation of using the man who caused so much damage to my schemes for my own pleasure. To be honest, the robotic look in Kyle’s eyes was very hot. It was a symbol of his defiance. And defiance excited me. But it also must be punished. I speak up as I drive my dick in and out of Kyle’s throat. He was a very GOOD cocksucker. Very good indeed. I gasped, letting out a moan of pleasure, as my heavy balls churned, then released spurt after spurt of cum down my new possesion’s throat. “Very good Inspector Byrne. Very good. You obey the letter of my commands, but not the spirit. You attempt to defy me in such a small way. But it has a price.” My face grimaces in agony as my left arm raises up, still in pain from the wound, but usable now, to point Kyle’s pistol at Xavier. At his other knee. I pull the trigger, BAMMM his second kneecap shatters from the bullet. I grin down at Kyle.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Yeah, seems like he is enjoying this. All of a sudden, my mouth starts to fill with Ivan's manhood, going down from my throat, and I try to be careful to lick and suck every single seed which forces me to gag as well. Ugh… I want to throw up, but at least it is over. Ahh my body… I am so tired, especially after that fucking experience. But all of a sudden, another gunshot and Xavier muffled scream sounds out violently. His gaze was looking away in order to avoid watching us, but he tried to look at Ivan with painful eyes. Fuck… NOOOO… I mumble again while coughing, still trying to adjust to what just happened "Ivan… Stop… Please…" FUCK… Why does it have to be Xavier? WHY? I try to reach Ivan's face, run my hand to rub his cheek and force him to look at me. I can't believe I am doing this, but I have to. Please… Please let go of Xavier… My eyes turn to its worried expression once again. And my body… It hurts, god please no, not right now.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I slowly remove my cock, dripping with cum, out of Kyle’s mouth, ensuring that, as ordered, he swallowed every drop. A slimy streamer of my seed dangled from the tip of my dick. I kneeled there over him, his own beloved pistol in my left hand, still pointing up at Xavier, as I grinned up at Xavier’s face. Then, hesitantly, Kyle’s left hand reached up to stroke my cheek, it was a soft touch. Suddenly, as though I had been replaced with another person, I smiled down at Kyle with sincere warmth and affection in my gaze. I reached up with my right hand to gently grab Kyle’s left hand in mine. I took it in front of my mouth, and kissed it tenderly. I leaned down, the heavy, hard powerful muscle of my torso gently rubbing against Kyle’s face as I drink in the worried expression in Kyle’s eyes. I whisper into Kyle’s ear, tenderly, like a lover as I stroked his hair. “You see Kyle, when you obey me, you will be cared for, tenderly. When you defy me… then I have to hurt Xavier. Do you see? How this is your fault.. Xavier’s injuries are your fault because you tried to defy me.”

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I pull my head down, and plant my forehead directly against Kyle’s forehead, staring into his eyes, gently stroking his face, whispering. And the thing was.. The thing was that the warmth and affection was sincere. I did indeed have a warm, caring side. I had indeed, despite, or because of, what Kyle had cost me, found myself attracted to him. But I used my warmth and affection like a tool to achieve my own ends. “In time, you will learn how wrong you were to resist and defy me. All in good time. Now, you have had a long day. And I had better get someone to bandage up Xavier’s knees and jaw, shouldn’t I? Otherwise he will bleed out onto you, and get your bandages dirty with his blood. We don’t want that, do we?”

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I draw Ivan's attention to me, and he puts a kiss on my hand. What? What the hell? That huge monster turned into a warm lover all of a sudden? This guy was more dangerous than I thought. A person can't be that unbalanced. He hated me with all his heart, there was no way his attitude can change that easily. Moreover, it's not a fairytale that villains fall in love with heroes. But the problem is, it was still a huge threat for me. He seems very sincere now, I am not misreading, the way he leans in to me, the way he plays with my hair and strokes my cheek. No… This is so fucking messed up. James was right. This guy is more dangerous than I thought. But the worst part is, he is right. If it were just me, I wouldn't be that submissive. But Xavier… Fuck me… He is right "in a way" that it is my fault. I can feel my heart beat faster, my eyes still examining Ivan.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then he rests his forehead against mine and our gazes meet. But at least, he will take care of Xavier now? But I was not only worried now, I was scared. This guy seems trained to brainwash peo… Wait a minute? He is trying to brainwash me? No no no… Don't panic now. Alright Kyle, play the innocent boy. Don't let him hurt Xavier more. I move my left hand to Ivan's neck, and give it a gentle squeeze. Fuck, I am so tired. He is also right. I need to rest, my eyes are closing down slowly, but I still try to force myself to look into Ivan's eyes. Then mumble into his mouth "Please… Let Xavier go… I will be good, just let him go…"

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I smile gently as I gaze into Kyle’s eyes, reading him like a book as fear and shock and disbelief washed through his features. This tactic, this technique was one of my specialities. The ability to use my own emotions as a weapon, alongside my cruelty and sadism. Holstering one emotion, and drawing the other, depending on the situation. It was natural for me, but my victims could not understand how I did it. I slowly nodded, and kissed Kyle on his forehead as I stood up. I waved over the other Agent, who was looking at me in awe. I spoke to him, “I’m going to take a brief nap. While I’m resting, I want you to bandage up Xavier’s knees here. We can’t have him bleeding out.” The agent, I happened to know, very much liked Xavier’s “type”, and was looking with hunger at the big, muscled, savagely wounded cop. I decide to be generous.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: “And when you are done bandaging Xavier’s knee, you can let him down from the ceiling, you can untie his feet as well, since he will never walk again, just keep his hands cuffed behind his back. However, if you like, feel free to fuck him. Just make sure you put his body on top of Kyle’s first, so Kyle can enjoy the experience as much as Xavier does.” The guard looks hungry and eager to do his part. I nod, “Enjoy.”

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Eventually, in time, Kyle would learn his place, he would learn how worthless he was, how he was just someone to be used, except… when I was with him. Except when he obeyed me. I would leave his mind no alternative, no escape from this nightmare, but me. The only tenderness, the only consideration he would ever receive would be from me. He would crack. He would break. They all did. I sat down in the far corner, and settled into a seat, watching as the guard quickly and expertly bandaged Xavier’s bleeding knee. Then, the guard lifted Xavier off his hook, and clumsily, dropped Xavier on the floor, as the van shifted, causing him to lose his balance. The poor cop’s shattered knees smashed into the floor with what must be excruciating pain. His head flopped on Kyle’s chest, his body covering Kyle’s left arm. Ahh, how sweet, the two friends can be close to each other now.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Then, the guard, eagerly drops his trousers, and his big dick, already hard, drops out. With his knife, the guard slices open the back of Xavier’s slacks, right along his ass, the blade accidently catching some Xavier’s skin, causing it to bleed a bit. Then, with a real hunger, the guard uncuffs Xavier’s useless legs, and spreads them wide. His eyes glowing with lust, the guard rams his thick dick deep up Xavier’s ass, beginning to pound in and out, ripping Xavier’s ass in the process. I smiled, and laid back to get a quick nap, hoping that Kyle and Xavier were enjoying the entertainment as much as I was.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Ivan nods at my words and slowly gets off me. Then he orders the other agent to take care of Xavier's knees. Oh thank lord… But all of a sudden, he also lets the agent play with him? What the hell? Don't you have any limits Ivan? No… The agent takes care of Xavier's knees first, as I examine the situation with worried eyes, wondering what is going to happen. Then I lay my eyes on Xavier… FUCK… I have only seen him looking that broken and shaken just once, but right now, he was suffering so much. Then the agent drops Xavier on the floor, his knees hit the floor, and he grunts really loud. His head falls on my chest, and I moan. Yeah… It's like that day, back when we were at the academy. The day he lost his big brother… He rested his head on my knees that day as I was caressing his hair, consoling him. But since then, I have never seen him that hurt. My eyes started to fill with tears as the agent starts fucking Xavier's ass mercilessly. He starts crying, his face is facing mine, so I can examine his expression. Xavier… I am so sorry… With a harsh pull, I free my left arm under his body, and start caressing his hair, just like that day. But this time, he was badly hurt, and he was crying. Xavier… No… I can't cry, not in this position.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then I start moaning in pain. I close my eyes again and bite my lips. No… This was too much. And feeling the effects of all the trauma we are experiencing right now was affecting my injuries badly. I needed to stay calm, I needed to rest normally. But how can I, in a situation like this? I force myself to open my eyes once more, and my gaze meets Xavier’s. He is also concerned about my condition, even in this situation… I continue to caress his hair and stroke his cheek, and it was obvious the pain he was experiencing from his eyes right now. And yet, I can't stop my whimpers. My stomach… It… It just hurts… This situation was twisting my gut inside me, and that was adding more pain to my injury. I grit my teeth… I don't want to be that weak, I want to help Xavier… But I won't cry… I just won't… I need to stay strong, I need to stay awake. I can't let Ivan hurt Xavier. But moving on with this decision of mine was only increasing the pain in my body.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: The guard slammed his dick savagely in and out of Xavier’s ass, unmindful of the pain it was causing the two injured men beneath him. Finally, after a while, he shuddered, and came deep inside Xavier’s ass leaving his sperm to fill the tough, rough cop’s ass. He pulled his dick out with a contented sigh, pulling his trousers back up. I spoke up, having enjoyed the show very much. Both Xavier and Kyle were handsome, good looking men, and it was a real pleasure to watch how much they suffered. And that moment they shared, with Xavier weeping onto Kyle’s chest could not have been more perfect. Xavier, clearly a rough, tough, gruff sort of man, was in a very bad way indeed if he was crying. That pain would only be adding to Kyle’s own anguish, doing part of my work for me. This was brilliant. Xavier was a very valuable tool. For now.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I spoke up then, resting on my chair, “Throw Xavier in the corner over there. No need to be gentle with him. He thinks it is okay to abuse prisoners and criminals, so I’m sure he won’t mind if we treat him the same way. Then, after that, I want you to stand guard over Kyle. His “training” starts now. As of now, he is no longer allowed to do anything unless I allow him to, that includes sleep. Everytime he starts to drift asleep, kick him in the head. Not too hard, but hard enough that it wakes him up.” I grinned. One of the best techniques to brainwash a prisoner was to deprive him of sleep. Eventually, a sleep-deprived mind became foggy, confused, unable to think clearly, weakened and even more vulnerable to being brainwashed. The guard grabbed Xavier harshly by his cuffed arms, dragging and throwing his wounded body over against the far wall where he hit with a smash before dropping to the floor of the moving van. I settled back for a snooze as the guard stood vigilant over Kyle, prepared to kick his head the moment he shut his eyes or showed signs of trying to sleep.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: The agent finishes his job finally, and pulls out of Xavier. But his face was a mess, he couldn't open his eyes because of crying so hard. I can't… I can't close my eyes… I continue to caress his face until he is taken away from me. He is smashed to the wall of the van, and he grunts hard, I am pretty sure he is swearing now. That sadness probably fades away and anger starts to get control of him. Abused by a big criminal like that… I can understand him. I try to talk with Ivan "Ivan… You did what you wanted… Release him… Ple… AHH…" I close my eyes and grit my teeth in pain, no please… My body is not helping the situation right now. I cough, inhale and exhale deep, I need to stay awake. I NEED to. But my eyes slowly start closing, I can't stop. But a painful external force was about to stop it for me instead.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: As soon as my eyes close down, I feel a forceful strike, another kick, to my face this time. Not because the kick was too strong, but it forced me to move my body which caused a huge pain. I whimper and take another deep breath, then look at the agent who is standing above me. They won't let me sleep, will they? Fuck… NO… That's a part of their brainwashing method. NOOO… I need to start focusing and thinking about my past memories, beautiful memories. My time in college, my childhood with my uncle ... James… NO… I can't do that, I may become delirious, and give Ivan other clues about my weak spots. Then what do I do… I don't know, I fucking don't know. I can't think properly when there's so much pain in my body. I try to look at Xavier once again. He is moaning and struggling on the ground. I look at Ivan again as he is trying to sleep. "Ivan… You are done with Xavier… Let him go…"

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I look over as Xavier is tossed aside like a bag of trash, and Kyle speaks up. There is a note of pleading in his voice, and almost, almost he says Please. Ah yes, the first small cracks are starting to show. It has begun. I don’t answer. I simply enjoy the sight of Kyle. He is stunningly handsome, and his suffering is such a lovely thing. I start to doze now, but I stay awake long enough to enjoy the sight of the guard kicking Kyle in his handsome face. Such a lovely sight. With a smile, I’m starting to drift off, when suddenly Kyle speaks to me about Xavier. I smile deeper, and with a sigh tell the guard, “Oh, and when he speaks, kick him as well.” The guard grins evilly, and kicks Kyle’s head again.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I drift off into a beautiful nap, accompanied by the sounds of the guard periodically kicking that handsome, stupid Inspector in the head to keep him awake and to shut him up. Eventually, several hours later in the evening, the van rolls to a stop, and I wake up. Ah, we are there. I give orders to the guards for Xavier and Kyle to be brought into the base. Xavier will not receive medical treatment other than the simple banadages to his knees to keep him from bleeding to death. Kyle is to be transported to the small medical facility and the surgeon is ordered to prepare to treat his gunshot wounds.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I stride into the base, and immediately summon one of my aides, “I want you to give me all the background you can find on Inspector Kyle Byrne, he works for the Minneapolis Police Department. I want everything on him, where he went to school, where he lives, who his family is. I expect a full report tomorrow morning.” The aide saluted smartly, “Yes sir!” And he ran off to begin the investigation. I watched as Daniel hurried off, looking thoughtful, ignoring the cheering soldiers who had heard of the success of my rescue attempt. That reminded me. Daniel might know something useful as well. I also told the aide before he ran off, “And see about arranging some time with Daniel Allen. He’s been doing his own investigations, I want to know if he found out anything useful that will help me break this pathetic Inspector.” He nods, and turns back to his computer.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Next, I summon some more staff, in charge of our prison area. I give them very specific instructions about Kyle’s prison cell, wanting certain equipment and items gathered and made ready. Then, I stride off to the small medical facility, to find Kyle laid out on the operating table, where the doctor was preparing to begin surgery to remove the bullets and repair the damage to Kyle’s stomach. I stride in, and he looks up. “Carry on Doctor, but you will not administer general anesthesia. You are to use local anesthetics only. He is not allowed to sleep. Is that clear?” The doctor nods, and prepares for surgery. He injects Kyle with a local anesthetic in his arm, leg and abdomen. He begins his work, removing the three bullets, and sowing up the wounds. The entire time I sit down next to Kyle’s head, and suddenly, once again, my mood completely changes, becoming soft, gentle, tender, supportive. I stroke Kyle’s hair, and gently wash his face with a warm cloth, removing the blood stains from Xavier’s damaged mouth when he had been dangling over Kyle. I kiss him, whispering into his ear, “See, I told you Kyle, you will be taken care of, your wounds will be treated. You simply have to learn to obey me.” My hard, powerful arms ripple with muscle as they gently stroke the handsome Inspector’s face. My right arm reaches out to hold Kyle’s left hand, gently stroking his palm as the doctor operated.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: He ignores my request, telling the agent to kick me when I talk as well. Fuck you Ivan… You are such a pathetic human being. No… I don't think you are human at all. This situation… This entire situation, oh god please… James, he knew the Syndicate. And I am pretty sure he is feeling so bad right now. But I did what I had to do. I'm not regretting my decision. If he was in the department, everything would be much worse. I don't think he would have managed to stop the Syndicate agents. But… I needed to tell him, I needed to be honest with him. He trusted me, but I didn't trust him enough. I wanted to protect him. My mind starts filling with these ideas, and I am interrupted by the agent who is standing above me since I attempt to close my eyes unintentionally a couple of times. I need to… Sleep… Please…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: This situation went on like that for a couple of hours. I was thinking of James, how we met, how we spent those beautiful moments together, our bonding… Now I was never going to see him again. Probably MI6 had already taken precautions to force him to return to London. But still… That was one of the most precious moments in my entire life. And finally, we reach the Syndicate center. Some agents start carrying me carefully to somewhere else, and I can't see Xavier anymore. Where is he? God, please let him be ok…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then they drag me to an operation room. At least I can sleep here, right? I am so tired. I… I just want to get away from this nightmare, at least for a couple of hours. But no… They don't put me to sleep. The doctor applies local anesthesia to my injured areas and starts treating my wounds while I am awake. Then Ivan sits next to me, slowly cleans the blood on my face, and rubs my face, plays with my hair gently. He holds my hand and rubs it as well. He is watching my face. Acting like a sincere and soft caring person now… I fucking hate you Ivan. I know you are bluffing. I know none of this was real. But I don't comment on any of my thoughts, Xavier… He may hurt Xavier… I ignore his words about me being obedient, and ask in a very soft and tired tone, acting as though I am listening to his logic. "Xavier? Is Xavier ok? Did you let him go?"

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I tell Kyle to be quiet, “Shhhh, don’t worry about Xavier right now, you will have a chance to see him later. Right now you need to be still while the doctor operates on you. It will all be okay, once you learn to obey me. Once you let go and give yourself over to me.” I gently cover Kyle’s mouth to interrupt any further words, slowly and carefully taking the cloth I had used to wipe his face, and stuffing it into his mouth, massaging his jaw to force it to open. The doctor finished the surgery, reporting, “The bullet wounds to his arm and leg were only flesh wounds, and they will heal quickly. The bullet to his stomach must have been fired very precisely. It did only minimal damage to the patient’s digestive organs. All the wounds were quickly sewn together. He should be able to walk again, gently, after five days.” I nodded. “Thank you doctor.”

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I personally carry Kyle in my arms, lifting him gently off the bed, supporting his back so as not to disturb the surgery on his stomach. I take him through the halls as Syndicate guards and mercenaries walk past, grinning at the prisoner, delighted to see his pain. I reach the room I had ordered prepared for Kyle. There, hanging by his arms at the foot of a table, was Xavier. He dangled from the ceiling by his wrists, his feet could not touch the floor. One of the guards was using his gut like a punching bag. He was also completely and totally naked. He had a solid, muscular build, looking very tough and strong, but not so much anymore. His gut was starting to bruise badly, showing purple and black. His mouth was still gagged. Ivan nodded at the guard, “That’s enough for today. You can play with him some more tomorrow. But right now, Kyle needs quiet.”

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I laid Kyle on a table. I undressed him, using my knife to simply cut away his trousers and shirt and underpants, throwing the rags aside, until Kyle was also completely naked. Then, I strapped his arms and ankles firmly to the table with straps that were built into the table. Then, I rolled over a small machine. On a cable attached to the machine was a wrist strap, a heart rate monitor. I attached the wrist strap to Kyle’s wrist. Then I turned the machine on. It began to register Kyle’s heart rate on the monitor. Then, I attached two small clips also connected to the machine by cables. One clip went on his right ear lobe. The other clip I attached to a bit of loose skin from between his balls. I spent a moment playing with his cock and balls first though, enjoying the feel of them in my hand. He was a very handsome man. Then I spoke up. “Good night Kyle. We will speak more tomorrow. Oh, you might be wondering about this machine… you see, it is programmed to detect whenever your heartrate enters the range associated with sleep. At that time, it will deliver a rather violent and painful electric shock to your genitals. So, I’d advise that you fight very hard not to sleep.” I turn, and leave the room, turning off the light and shutting the door on my way.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Ivan shuts me up before I can continue, and stuff the cloth to my mouth, preventing me from moving on. Still acting very gentle. This guy is sick, but the problem was, a person's subconscious mind would slowly start shaking with these kinds of gestures. And seems like Ivan knows this very well. Once again, I realize James was right about Ivan being a genius. After surgery finishes, Ivan personally carry me in his arms, and lead me to the room I was going to stay. This felt so unreal. Just a couple of hours ago, this guy was glaring at me without mercy while right now, he forces himself to act nice. What a twisted fucking genius...

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then I see Xavier there… OH MY LORD… WHY… He is used as a punching bag, his stomach. Nooo… At least Ivan tells them to leave him for tonight. So there are only three of us in the room right now. He places me on a table, and first, he undress me, completely. My athletic, muscled body was on display of this monster. Afterwards, he attached a wrist strap to my wrist. Then he places two clips to my ear and near to a place to my balls. Then he explains the situation once again and leaves the room without me moving on…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: FUCK NOOO… I want to sleep… I need to sleep, I need to rest. Ivan… I can't even move my body, I can't even protest. In the darkness, I am alone with Xavier. I try to take deep breaths, but it's no use. I… Maybe if I chat with Xavier, I can manage to handle this easier. I know my voice is too weak, and I am not sure if he would hear. But it was quiet here and I am forced to stay awake, I don't have a choice.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I start mumbling, in a very tired and soft tone. "Do you… Remember the day we met Xavier? That… Day was… Hilarious, wasn’t it?" then I hear Xavier's sounds, I can't see him in the darkness, but yes. He can hear me, and from the volume of his voice, he seems to agree with me. Yeah, it was an unforgettable day. I move on "I hit your shoulder… By mistake… At the cafeteria… And you pushed… Me in my chest… Told me to fuck off… And we started arguing…" no… I can't continue… I need to sleep, please let me sleep. My eyes slowly closed but a sudden sharp pain in my balls caused me to scream violently, not with full force, but it was still a loud scream for a very tired man "AHHHHHHHH"... I am shivering, I can't… I CAN'T sleep… I want to sleep, but I can't…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: After my scream, I hear Xavier's voice again. A harsher muffled sound, protesting against my scream. I am sure he feels so weak at the moment. He can't walk, and at the best possibility, he might manage to talk very briefly. Xavier… Don't feel bad… I deserved this, but you didn't… I need… To continue "Then there was a class… The psychology… Psychology of Criminal Justice… Later that day…" I can hear his sounds, again agreeing with me, but I can sense the agony of his muffled moans right now. "And… For that assignment… We needed to group up… Group project… Our teacher… Assigned us… And…" I am losing it again, but once again, the machine does not let me sleep. Another sharp scream "AHHHHHHH…" No… I can't contain… It’s too much. I can hear Xavier not only protest now, but struggling weakly as well, trying to move his wounded body. "I need to… Confess… That… I sweared a lot… at you that… Day… But later… I really liked you… You were just…" I hear sobs… Xavier… Don't cry… OH MY FUCKING GOD… WHY… "Xavier… Don't cry… We… We…" I can't complete my sentence, my balls start burning again. Please… I can't… I can't make it till morning… I shout with my full force "IVAAAANN!"

DAY 2

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I get up the next morning, and after breakfast, a workout, and some therapy for my left arm, I receive the report from my aide. I look it over carefully, reading about everything he was able to find out about Kyle Byrne. I smile. Well, there was an obvious first step here. I make a call to one of the criminal mafia families in Minneapolis. I had developed a good relationship with them when I was working on building the distribution network for B. “Hey Frank, yes, it’s good to speak with you again… Yes, that was quite an operation wasn’t it? It’s all over the news I see, the Minneapolis Police Department is in shambles right now. Yes, I’m sorry about the B operation being disrupted. But, you’ll be pleased to know that I have Inspector Byrne here… yes, he was the one responsible for exposing us… No, I’m not going to kill him, I have a better idea.. That’s why I’m calling. I think you could help me out…. Yes, of course I’ll pay you. Well. How about 10,000$?” I smile, oh yes, that was a lot of money to Frank and his organization. “It’s not too hard of a job, really. I just need you and your boys to kidnap one Tim Byrne, Kyle’s uncle. The two are very close. I need him to help with my little project. Yes, that’s right. I’m going to break Kyle. He’s starting to crack a bit already. I know, those local police have no idea what they are in for when they mess with us. You’ll do it? Great. You should have him here by the day after tomorrow? Excellent. Thanks! I’ll have the money wired over.” I hang up the phone. Perfect. Time to start Kyle’s training for today.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I call in two of my most trusted guards. They are both big, strong fellows. Sadistic, cruel, and they love to hurt people. They are both smiling by the time they walk out of my office. I take care of paperwork for a while now. I won’t be needed until later. And Kyle will really need me then. Oh yes. He will.

12:26 Steve_Smith: FUCK. What a treat… We get to be the “bad” guys and fuck up that stupid pair of detectives. I’ve been assigned to the big one, Xavier. MMmmmm… He’s a hot bastard, tough looking, looks real mean. Going to enjoy beating the toughness right out of him.

12:26 Peter_Jones: I look over at Steve as we walk towards the holding cell for the two fucking cops. This is going to be so much fun. I get Kyle, the hurt one. I was given strict instructions not to aggravate his healing wounds, but I was also giving lots of other ways to make him suffer. I grin, this was going to be AWESOME. I entered the cell, and turned on the lights. Then, I took out a tube, like a tube of toothpaste, but instead it was filled with a nutrient paste that had just enough calories to keep our boys alive. I had also been given a bottle of water. Steve had the same. We were told not to say a word to either man. But we could laugh, And smile.

12:26 Steve_Smith: Heh!! There he was, that big fucking bastard Xavier. Looked pretty hot, especially with all his injuries. I walked up to him, and slapped him hard across his broken jaw, to stun him savagely. I used one hand and dug my fingers into the side of his jaw, to force his mouth open against his will as I removed the gag temporarily. Then, treating him like an animal, I squeezed out the nutrient paste and water into his mouth, forcing him to swallow. I cleaned him up a bit, then stepped back, replacing the gag, never allowing him to speak a word. Then, as I was told, I waited until Peter had finished “feeding” and “watering” Kyle. Getting the nod from Peter, I pulled out a bullwhip from my belt. It was one of my specialities. I grinned, making sure Kyle was watching, then cracked the whip, savagely, against Xavier’s muscled chest and abs, leaving an angry red streak. I did it over, and over with great pleasure.

12:26 Peter_Jones: DAMN!! Why does Steve get all the fun? I can’t use a bullwhip on Kyle, not with his injuries. But maybe this is just as fun. I take out a small box of powder. I show the warning label to Kyle. It reads, “WARNING! Do not allow this cleaning powder to make contact with your skin. Wash immediately if it does. This powder will cause intense skin irritation and a severe rash if left in contact for too long.” Grinning, I sprinkle some of the powder on Kyle’s firm, leanly muscled chest, rubbing the powder in with my hands. Already, my hands start to itch and burn. I go and wash them off in a sink set into the side of the wall, then I sit back, and watch as Kyle has to watch his friend get savagely bull whipped while he has to deal with the burning, itching sensation on his chest that will only grow stronger and stronger as time passes. And with him being strapped down, he can’t do anything about it. This was going to be a fun day.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I "somehow" manage to make it up till morning. But I can't talk… My vision is blurry now, I was so tired. My body was already aching from taking different electrical shocks. At least, for just 2 or 3 hours I guess, Xavier managed to get sleep. This… This is too hard… My eyes are half closed. Then suddenly, two agents stepped inside. One of them slowly reaches towards me and gives me some water and nutrient paste. But I can't focus on anything. I need to sleep. An injured person needs to rest, a lot, more than a normal person. But me… That was my destiny for now I guess.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then I suddenly start hearing Xavier's agonizing sounds once again. I force myself to look at them once again. Is that a whimper? No… Please… Let this nightmare be over. I… I can't… I try to talk, trying to stop him, but I can't even hear myself. And meanwhile, the other one starts rubbing his hand on my chest, rubbing something, some powder I guess, I don't know. I can't read properly what is written on the container, there is a "WARNING" sign I assume. Then after a couple of seconds later, it starts burning… What, what the hell? What is this… It's itching a lot… Please… Oh fuck… I start whimpering again, but then, I hear the sound of Xavier once again. That guy is whipping him brutally, showing no mercy. I try to say something once again, but god… This sensation, fucking go… Ahhh… I can feel I am shivering… I need to scratch it, but I can't… My hands are tied… And the voice of Xavier only gets more sharper. I can't look at him anymore as well. My body is burning, and it is very tired. I'm shaking violently… Fuck… FUCK…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I look at my watch, yes, that’s about right, a solid morning of torture, about 4 hours should do it. Time for Kyle to have a break from agony. From now on, I will be the only person that shows him any consideration or kindness. This, combined with his sleep deprivation and brutal torture will break his will and his resistance to me in time. MMMmmmmm

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I enter Kyle’s holding cell, and with a nod, dismiss the two agents. Without a word, they gather their equipment and leave. Xavier’s torso, once so fit and strong, is now a savage mass of red streaks, his skin blistered and reddened from the brutal whipping. I look down at Kyle, and notice that his chest is covered in a terrible rash that must burn and itch terrifically. I walk to the sink, and grab a small pitcher of clean water and a cloth. I sit on a chair beside Kyle, I reach out and stroke his hair, noticing once more how handsome he is. I whisper in Kyle’s ear, “That really looks painful Kyle, doesn’t it? But don’t worry, Ivan is here to make it feel better.” I kiss his forehead, then gently pour the water on his chest, washing away the burning powder, the liquid dripping off the table and into a drain set in the floor. Then, I use the clean wet cloth to wipe up the excess liquid. Then, I take a tube of cream out of my pocket, and begin to spread the cream on Kyle’s awful rash. The cream is cool, and soothing, taking away the itching and the burning as I gently rub it into his lean, athletically muscled chest. The whole time I’m murmuring soothing words to Kyle. “You see Kyle, I’ll take care of you. Whenever you see me, you know the pain will stop. The punishment will stop. The more you learn to obey me, to trust me, the faster the nightmare will end.” I kiss him tenderly on his cheek, then on his forehead.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: 4 hours… They continued like that for 4 hours… I can't move my body now. I can feel I am in a very vulnerable position at the moment, both physically and mentally. I don't think I can think straight. Then all of a sudden, another person enters the room, and the other two agents leave. Who is he? Is he Ivan? I can't move my head, I just want to sleep. Xavier… How about Xavier? What did they do to him? That figure slowly approaches me and starts easing the pain on my chest, And he starts speaking softly to me, yeah… I can't see very clearly, but I recognize his voice. No… Kyle, you must fight his words… But I am aware that my consciousness was really weak while my subconscious mind started to surface. No… This guy is dangerous… This guy is the reason why you are here Kyle… Don't speak those thoughts aloud to him, but try to keep those thoughts firmly in mind. Fuck… I am so scared… I am so scared to be brainwashed by Ivan. I force myself to mumble very quietly, trying to ignore his kiss and soft touches "I need… Sleep…" Fuck… Please… Let me sleep… My eyes are burning… I can't see properly, my vision is getting blurry and blurry. I am probably already fucked up because of the words of Ivan, my mind probably will start shattering, but I can't focus on that. I don't have the energy. I Just want to sleep… Rest…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I spend some time with Kyle, soothing his hurts and his wounds, the sleep deprivation, especially right now, when his injuries made him crave and need sleep even more, was clearly fucking his mind. But he was strong. He had a strong will. That excited me. I loved a challenge. Then I patted Kyle on his arm, speaking gently, “That’s all the time I have right now Kyle, but if you need me, you only have to beg your guards to send for me. If you make them believe that you are sincere, then they might consider it.” I stand up, and leave, immediately, Peter and Steve come back in the room. But they have different equipment with them this time. Steve is holding a set of darts in one hand. Peter has a pair of headphones with him.

12:26 Steve_Smith: This afternoon was going to be fun! I loved playing darts. I was damn good at it. I always beat the other agents at darts in our local bar. I set the darts down, and selected one. The end was needle sharp. I waited to be sure Kyle was watching, then threw the dart at Xavier’s red, raw, well-muscled chest. The dart flew through the air, and sunk into the meaty muscle of his right pec. Not bad… pretty good hit. I threw the other darts, and each one hit one of his muscles, his stretched out biceps and triceps as he dangled from the ceiling, his quads, I even sent one into his shattered knee, driving the tip through the bandage. Soon, he was covered in darts, each one sticking, embedded in his muscles. I stepped forward, and pulled the darts out of his body one by one, and began to play another round, as little bits of blood began seeping out of his many small wounds.

12:26 Peter_Jones: Me, I loved music. Especially loud, heavy metal rock music, where the guitars and the drums are so loud they make your skull vibrate. And the lyrics, they are the best, all about destruction and violence. Perfect music for a cop, isn’t it? I put the headphones on Kyle’s ears. Then, I turn on the music. Then, I turn it on to maximum volume. The music was pounding into Kyle’s ears now, and it was so loud, so violently loud, that you could hear the music almost at a normal level in the room. I imagined what it sounded like to that bastard Inspector. I sat back and listed to some of my favorite music and watched my buddy Steve play darts with that fucking loser cop, Xavier. His aim was improving. He’d be that much tougher to beat next time I played him at the bar. I checked my watch, another 4 hours of this to go. What a relaxing afternoon this would be.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: No… He leaves again. Fuck… I can't, no… I need… SLEEP… Then the same agents step inside once again, one of them starts throwing darts towards Xavier, forcing me to watch. My heart shattered as I see Xavier squirm and grunt when those darts slam into his bare skin, even to his knee! XAVIER… It would have been so much easier if it weren't for him, if I were alone. But… No… I can't, I can't watch this. Then the other agent puts headphones on me, and starts playing heavy metal music with a VERY LOUD voice. I wanted to scream, but no… Even in that position, I can only whimper, trying to move my body a little bit. Moreover, I hated metal music. So there was nothing pleasant in this situation. And like that, forcing to watch Xavier's squirms and listening to that loud music over and over again, 4 hours passed. My mind… I… Don't think I can separate reality and dream right now.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I start whimpering again. "Ivan… Ivan…" Please, call Ivan. I can't watch Xavier like this for too long. Maybe I can push my body for a little bit more, but I can't stand watching Xavier. I don't know what time it is… And my mind… My mind is fucked… I… I can't… What do I need to do? What does he want me to do? I will do it… For Xavier… Please… What he requests? Does he want me to beg? NO… Kyle… You are tired, tired as shit, but you shouldn't beg to this monster. But, what about Xavier? I forced myself to look at him once more and as soon as I saw his body once more, I started moaning again, hoping that Ivan would hear me… "Please… Please… Please…" Every word hurts, both my body and my heart, but I need to, for Xavier. Please Ivan, stop this, stop hurting Xavier…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Peter. The four hours was nearly up, but not quite yet. I listen, then smile. So, Kyle was begging for me was he? Well, that was sooner than I expected. He is beginning to break. Oh yes, the man who ruined my schemes and caused me so much trouble will soon be my slave. That will be so very sweet. He will make an ideal trojan horse… to allow him to be rescued only to carry out my orders for him to assassinate the leaders when he is questioned. Such a lovely image that was. He would probably be killed in the attempt, and that would be sad. Because I was genuinely fond of him, but at the end of the day, he was only a tool. A handsome tool. A tool I was genuinely fond of, but my fondness was entirely because it was so very satisfying to see my enemy become broken. I was fond of him for that reason most of all. But it was genuine. Oh, yes it was.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I entered the room, and looked at the scene. Xavier’s once strong and well-muscled body was covered in dozens and dozens of tiny, small wounds. While the sound of loud heavy metal music filled the room. I nodded at Peter and Steve. They gathered the equipment and left. I sat down beside Kyle’s table, and gently grabbed his left hand, stroking it softly, “Yes Kyle, you called for me, and here I am. What do you need Kyle?”

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: After a little time I started to beg, the music stopped and another figure entered the room once more. Yeah… This is Ivan, is it? Yes… The others left the room once again, the voice is his. He grabs my hand, I can't open my eyes now, just a very slight vision between my eyelids. My body is not listening to me. I have probably been awake more than 24 hours in my injured position, and my body is just protesting now. But I can feel his hand. Yeah, he asks me what I want… This is for Xavier, Kyle… You are not surrendering to him, but you need him. You need Ivan's assistance now to stop Xavier's suffering. I mumble, I can't build my sentences up very well, but I hope he understands "Xavier… Let… Go… Xavier…" my balls are hurting as well, I don't know how many times I almost attempted to sleep, but considering the hurt, it was a lot. And I guess I need to add the most humiliating part as well "Please…"

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I listen to Kyle’s muffled voice. He was tired, deeply, deeply tired. I patted his hand, listening to his request. “Of course Kyle. Of course we can let Xavier go. You just have to do one more task for me. Just one more task. A really simple one. I’m sure you can do it.” I stand up and walk over to the corner of the room. There in the corner is a large tub of water, as big as a bath tub. I push the tub beneath Xavier, so that his legs are sitting covered in water. Then, I grab a small box and put it in the water. The box is covered with lightning bolt symbols, warning about high voltage. I plug the power cable from the box into the small unit next to Kyle, with the heartbeat monitor. Then, I remove the clips from Kyle that will shock him whenever he falls asleep. I make a small adjustment to the heartbeat monitor. Then, I sit down beside Kyle. “You see Kyle, the only thing you need to do is stay awake. If you stay awake, then I will let Xavier go. But if you fall asleep… I’m afraid that instead of shocking you, that box I put in the tub of water will activate, and release a powerful electric shock, magnified by the water. It will, I’m afraid, kill Xavier if that happens. His death would be very painful. But I leave his life and his freedom in your hands. You are strong, right Kyle? You are well trained, a good detective, aren’t you? You were good enough to catch me and stop my plans for Mason, weren’t you? So, for such a strong, tough cop as yourself, this simple task is easy, right? You can do this. All you have to do is not fall asleep and Xavier lives, and I’ll set him free. But if you fall asleep, you will kill him. That will make you a murderer Kyle. You don’t want to be a murderer do you? Okay, I’m leaving you alone with Xavier for the night.” I kiss Kyle’s forehead, then I remove Xavier’s gag for the first time. And I leave. I’m tired and ready for sleep. Tomorrow would likely be very, very tragic for Kyle. He would need me. I told the guards to wake me the moment Xavier was dead.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Ah… He is going to free him. Yes, he said he can do that. One more task… What is it? What is it? Tell me… Then he gets up, I can't feel his hand. And he returns back to me, then explains the system. I start to shiver again, NO… IVAN NO… YOU FUCKING BASTARD… DON'T… Don't leave me here in that position, fuckkk… As he left the room, I started to inhale and exhale deeply. No… Please… After those hours, I was a little bit surprised for gaining just a bit of strength but that was only because of the shock news that Ivan had delivered. I can't, and since the beginning, I started crying for the first time. No… Please… I can't, that's too much. Then I hear a cough and a weak, husky voice.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "Kyle…"

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Xavier… He can talk, I need to open my eyes. I NEED TO… With that sleepless burning effect damaging my eyes, I open my eyes again, there he is. Xavier… Xavier… My vision is more and more blurry, I almost can't see his face. But he is there, and there is a bath under him. NOOOOO… Tears continue to shed from my eyes. I'm shaking violently. I can't lose Xavier… He opens his mouth again, I can feel the pain of his injured body from his voice, and… Since I met him, I have never seen him this calm. He was breathing calmly, looking at my face, his jaw… OH MY GOD… Then he continues "It's okaayy…" He can't control the way he speaks because of that broken jaw, but he can talk. I continue to cry, shaking my head violently again, let me off this table. I don't fucking care if I hurt my arm or my leg or my stomach. I am not going to be the reason he dies. His tone goes a bit harsher trying to reach me, but still it is calm "Kyle… It's noo usee… Its alrighhh… Everyingss finee…"

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I grit my teeth, bite my lips… Ivan no… Come back… I refuse to listen to Xavier, I don't want to listen to his goodbye. But he continues "I wanded do smahhh yourr facee thatt dayy as welll…" I finally calm down, I shouldn't waste my energy. I am going to make it until morning… I AM GOING TO MAKE IT… But I am crying… No, I shouldn't cry as well. I will feel more tired. I try to calm myself down, but Xavier is not helping, I grunt weakly "Shut up… I will make it…"

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Xavier tries to giggle at my statement, but moans in pain as he tries, then moves on "Kylee… He wond comee hereee…" he takes another breath "and is alrighhh… I don careee…" No… NOOO… Xavier, don't accept this, why do you need to accept this? My eyes are burning like hell since I also cried. Then I reply back "I'm sorry Xavier… I'm so sorry… I should have been more careful… I should have paid attention to my concerns… I shouldn't have provoked that bastard…"

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: He looks at me directly even though I can't see him. Then he moves on, ignoring my words completely "Im glaadd I smasshhhed my fisss ino his cheekk.. I have no regree.." Then he takes a deep breath, checks his body, then turn his face towards me "Im gladdd youuu were myyy compaanioonnn… Im gladd you pumped me in cafeee thaaa dayy…" I can't… I don't want to hear… I am not ready… Xavier please… Just shut up… I start crying again… NOOOO… I can't. Please, let me see the sun before I faint…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: A couple of hours passed, I was trying to wait till morning, but it was impossible. I can't sense anything now. My eyes are closed now, I can't open… OPEN… And during these hours, Xavier told me stories about our past, even though his body was aching, making everything worse. But he was just trying to spend our last moments with good memories which was a reality I continuously denied. But he realizes finally that I am going to sleep as well. I can't hold myself anymore. I want to… But I can't… Then everything goes black after I hear Xavier's last words…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "Goodbye Kylee…"

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: My phone rings, and I wake up from a deep sleep, it’s the guard. He says it just happened. I nod as I slide out of bed, I’m wearing just a pair of sweatpants, my chest is bare and powerful, covered in hard muscle. I check the time, it’s about 5am in the morning. He stayed awake a long while then. I strode down the halls, and entered Kyle’s chamber. Xavier was hanging from the chains, and I walked up to him and checked his pulse, there was no pulse. He had been electrocuted. Kyle had killed him, just like I knew he would. Now Kyle would need me. I sat down beside Kyle, and realized that he had fallen asleep, probably never even knew when Xavier had died. I switched the button on the heart beat monitor and put the clips back in place, on Kyle’s balls and again on his ear. Immediately, the machine detected Kyle’s sleeping heartrate, and shocked him savagely awake. I sighed, then held up Kyle’s eyes. I poured just a bit of water on his eyes, to help them get moistened, to clean out the grunge of so much sleeplessness. I kneel next to Kyle, “I’m sorry Kyle, but you weren’t able to do even that simple task. If you had only managed to stay awake until the sunrise, I would have freed Xavier. But you failed your best friend. You murdered him. Why Kyle? It was such a simple task. I thought you cared about him.” I worked to compound his grief and shame, to allow his own sense of failure, his inability to free his friend to do my work for me, to further break his sanity and make him even more receptive to my tenderness.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I wake up with a savage pain, on my balls once again, and grunt one more time. I gasp… It was a very short time that I didn't even realize I slept… Wait a minute, I fell asleep? No… NOO… I quickly try to look around myself while a guy is pouring some water on my eyes… I'm still so tired. It's Ivan… No… I don't remember him coming here. Please no… Please don't tell me what you are about to say Ivan. Then he slowly knelt next to me, and started talking. In desperation, I force myself to look at Xavier once again, I don't want to believe him…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: NOOOOO… XAVIEEEERRRR… I didn't even realize, it felt just like a second, I swear… No no no… I start crying again. My best friend, my companion, my coworker, my partner, our 7 year old bonding… All of them were gone, just because I slept for 5 minutes. Xavieeerrr… I grit my teeth, my body begins to spasm again, my eyes were burning, but I didn't CARE. He didn't deserve this. That's all my fault… All my fault… I couldn't save him, I should have stayed awake a bit longer. Just a little bit. I lost it, I am losing myself. I can't. I shake my head violently again, I don't want to believe this. Please, let it be a dream. Please tell me I am in a nightmare Ivan. I fucking don't believe it. We were just laughing with him yesterday morning… NOOOOOOO!

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I then look at Ivan, I can't see him, both because my vision is blurry and because I am crying like crazy. I open my mouth, with my full force, I mumble again in despersiton "Ivan… Untie me…" I can't even focus on Ivan now, that was how sad I was. I want to touch Xavier, I need to feel his body once more… Please… Please let me see him closely Ivan… I want to touch him...

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I sit close to Kyle, comforting him, reinforcing his sense of shame and failure, adding to his guilt. I listened to Kyle’s request, looked at the tears streaming down his face, the agony in his voice, as I sat gently wiping away the tears from his cheeks with my hand, I knew what Kyle wanted. And it suited my purpose perfectly. I removed the straps from Kyle’s wrists and ankles, and gently levered my hugely muscled arms under him. I cradled his naked body against the solid granite hardness of my chest and torso, and gently walked over to Xavier’s body, dangling from the chains, his once proud, strong police-trained muscle covered in welts and dozens of small wounds, his jaw savagely broken as he hung there. I stood next to Xavier, so Kyle could reach his body with his left hand, and whispered down at him.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: “It hurts, doesn’t it Kyle? So much… I know exactly how you feel. This is how I felt when you killed Dave. Dave was like a brother to me. And now, you have killed again, your partner and best friend this time. You cannot trust your judgement anymore Kyle. You can’t afford to fail again. Who knows who might die the next time? You have to trust me Kyle, you have to let me make your decisions for you, to care for you, to protect you from hurting the ones you love.” I whispered my words quietly into his ear, knowing that in the depths of his loss and trauma, his mind fogged from lack of sleep, my words would penetrate deep into his subconscious. That was the key now… that was the power of this brutal torture. To bypass his conscious mind and begin to implant ideas deep in his subconscious where they would begin to gain power and strength. And this was how my enemy would become my slave, a tool, a weapon. And such a handsome one. Such a very beautiful weapon he would be. And I would care for him with all the tenderness that I lavished on all of my weapons.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Ivan accepts my request and slowly frees my wrists and ankles. Then he slowly carries me to Xavier's body. No… Please tell me that he still breathes, that he is alive. This is all a bad joke. But as soon as Ivan stops next to Xavier, I see it was pure reality. I can see much more clearly up close. Xavieeerrr… I am so fucking sorry… I can't stop the tears that are falling from my eyes. I killed him, I KILLED XAVIER. No… Please… I swear Xavier I didn't sleep, I didn't remember, did I? I slowly reach to his wounded, hurt, lifeless body with my left hand, caressing his firm abs. No… NO...

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I don't know. I don't fucking know. And crying that hard was not helping me for sure, it was increasing my tiredness, and my wounds were hurting. I am hurt, and as Ivan says, I am hurting people. KYLE NO… You can't trust Ivan, you can't forget. But… He is right… I… Let down Xavier… I need sleep. Ivan please let me sleep?.. I can't think straight… Please… My body stops shivering as I feel the tiredness covering me, and I slowly put my head on Ivan's chest, resting it. But I can't stop my crying… Xavieeeerrr…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I carry Kyle back to his table, gently and considerately laying him back down, restrapping his wrists and ankles. I place one clip on his ear, but this time, instead of placing the other clip on his balls, I place it on his left big toe. I don’t want his balls to be sore… because I think that Kyle is worn down enough for me to begin arousing him sexually against his will. After so much prolonged pain and torture, with his mind so worn down by lack of sleep and brutality, any pleasure will become irresistable to Kyle’s pain-wracked existence. Even the pleasure of having sex with me. I smiled. Tomorrow was going to be a big day for Kyle. And once I managed to arouse him sexually, the process of making Kyle my slave will be that much more complete. My dick began to stiffen, as I walked over to the table and picked up the headphones that were used to blast Kyle with loud music. I put them on Kyle’s ears, and made an adjustment. I had made this recording earlier today, in my office while Kyle and Xavier were being tortured.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Now, as Kyle drifted towards sleep and was shocked awake again over and over, my voice would softly speak to him over and over. “Trust me Kyle. Trust Ivan. Ivan is strong and powerful. Ivan will care for you. Ivan will take away your pain. Ivan will give you pleasure and relief. Ivan loves you. You love Ivan’s strength. You admire his power. Trust Ivan. Serve me Kyle. Let me take care of you. Let me make all your decisions for you. You can’t trust your own judgement. You killed Xavier, your best friend. You failed. You can’t be trusted. You have to trust Ivan.” These words repeat, over and over in a soft, gentle soothing voice into Kyle’s ears, into his weakening, sleep-deprived mind. He won’t be able to tell the difference between reality and dreams, and the constant electric shocks. My words will begin to sink deeper and deeper into his subconscious, and soon they will feel like the only truth he has ever known.

Published: 2021-03-17, viewed 46 times.