Agents Universe

Before reading this, read:

AN OASIS OF VIOLENCE - SAVING KYLE PART 1
https://mars.chatfighters.com/story/50677

THE NIGHTMARE BEGINS - SAVING KYLE PART 2
https://mars.chatfighters.com/story/50780

WARNING: This story contains extreme elements of physical and psychological torture, as well as a graphic description of a suicide attempt.

DAY 3

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Ivan carries me to the table again and puts the headphones on my ears again, changing one of the clips places. Then he puts on a recording. No… Kyle you are being brainwashed. But it doesn't matter if I try to repeat this to myself over and over again. I… Can't… I don't want to listen. I just want to sleep. I don't want to hear about Ivan… Please… I can't, I'm… Losing it… I am losing it…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I don't know how many hours passed. I can't detect the difference between dream and reality. I… Hear… Ivan… He is right… I killed Xavier, and I can't trust myself, not anymore. Not in this condition. I… I'm not sure who I am… I just need sleep. My eyes are burning… I can't move my body. I can't. I am so weak. I can't take care of my beloved ones, I can't take care of myself. The only thing I am doing is just breathing heavily, crying, especially when I hear about Xavier, and lying there with my eyes closed. I just want this to be over. Ivan please… Stop this… You are the only person that can get me out of this… Please…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: It’s about 1pm now, and after a heavy session of exercise and martial arts sparring with some of my more skilled guards, I think I’m ready to return my attention to Kyle. But, just before I call in Peter and Steve, I get a call. I answer the phone, it’s Tony, from the Minneapolis crime mob. He speaks to me for a minute or so, then hangs up. That’s even better. It turned out that the Minneapolis Police Department was in a state of severe confusion and disorganization after the assault on their headquarters. This allowed Tony and his men to break into Tim Byrne’s house in broad daylight, kidnap him, and take him away before the Police were even aware that anything had happened. He would be arriving tonight instead of tomorrow morning. What excellent news. I couldn’t wait to see the reunion between Kyle and his beloved Uncle.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I call in Peter and Steve, and give them their instructions. They smile viciously. I went back to my paperwork.

12:26 Steve_Smith: Oh yeah, finally, we get to really hurt that fucking worthless detective Kyle. And even better, I get to use my bullwhip again. Oh man, do I love using my bullwhip. There is nothing like the scream a man makes when he takes a heavy lash. And now, finally, I get to see how loud that fucking bastard Kyle can scream. Ever since I heard that he killed my pal Dave, I’ve been wanting to make him suffer.

12:26 Peter_Jones: Damn, I love my job. Steve still got the really good bit, but it’s only fair, he’s much better with a bullwhip than I am. But, Steve is just gonna cause pain when the whip strikes that murdering bastard Kyle. But what I’m gonna do is make the pain last and deepen. Finally, we reach Kyle’s chamber, and I stride in. First, I take the headphones off of Kyle, and remove the clips that electrocute him whenever he’s about to fall asleep. How long has the pathetic piece of shit been without sleep now? Almost 4 days. Yeah, he’s pretty fucked in the head by now. Then, I feed and water him with his tasteless nutrient paste and water forced down his throat, as if he were just an animal. Then, before we get started I sneer at him, and say the only words we are allowed to say, “Ivan isn’t here to protect you, fucker. So now you are going to suffer for killing my friend Dave and your friend Xavier. You are just a murderer after all, you deserve this.”

12:26 Steve_Smith: I look down at the handsome bastard, then I carefully select his left thigh, and with practiced skill, I crack my whip, SNAPPPPPPPPPPP, the heavy leather tip lashes into Kyle’s athletic, nicely muscled thigh, leaving a savage red welt that starting bleeding just a bit. I stepped back, and let Peter step forward.

12:26 Peter_Jones: I carried a container of salt in my hand, and sprinkle the salt all over Kyle’s whiplash wound on his left thigh, making sure to massage the salt deep into the red, raw skin so that it will hurt and keep hurting more and more the longer it went on.

12:26 Steve_Smith: We had to stay away from his right leg, right arm, and abs, but anything else was fair game. I cracked the whip again, with precision skill, and this time the whip lashed deep across his pretty face, leaving a savage red welt alongside his right cheek, like he had been burned. MMmmmmm… That felt so good.

12:26 Peter_Jones: I stepped up again, took out some more salt, and with an evil grin, I rubbed a handful into his marred, not quite so handsome face, right into that savage welt on his cheek. The tender skin of his face had split open even worse than his thigh, and the pain was sure to be much greater than it had been on his leg as I rubbed more salt into his wound. Maybe he would start crying again… that would add even more salt to it.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Suddenly, someone takes off the headphones from my ears. I can't open my eyes. I just can't… I am almost blind in a way, they are so dry and sticky. Then I am fed some water and more paste. Is this Ivan? Did he come to free me? But then, I hear someone else's voice. He tells me that I am a murderer. I deserved this. I did… Yes… I deserved it. I shouldn't trust my own judgment. I should have asked for help from Ivan. I… Am… Hurting my beloved ones…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then a sudden sharp pain on my left thigh. Arrgghhh… I want to scream, but I can't. Only a loud whimper, only a harsh moan. That's all I can do. Then I feel a… Hand? Rubbing it? But… It's burning… My leg is burning. Fuck, how can a sore body even feel the pain? I feel so numb. Then another sharp pain on my cheek, then the same hand goes there… What is it? I can't think, salt? What? I don't know, but I can tell my whimpers increase, my moans get harsher. But I can't open my eyes. I can't. I can't move my body, it just spasms from the whip strikes, that's all…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I get a call from Peter. I listen and nod, it’s time. I check the clock, around 3pm. Excellent. I head down the hall, then, suddenly, I burst into Kyle’s cell. I roar, “WHAT IS THIS? What are you doing to Kyle? You idiots. He is a wounded man! He’s been shot three times. He WAS not to be tortured!! STOP HURTING KYLE AT ONCE!” Steve and Peter look frightened, then run out, taking their whip and salt with them. I smile to myself. They are very good actors. They will get a nice pay bonus for their assistance in breaking Kyle. Then, I allow myself to look at Kyle. His handsome, young, athletic well-muscled body is covered in angry red whiplashes, salt caking his burning wounds. I walk over to the sink and get a pitcher of cool water. I stand beside Kyle, my voice going soft, “Kyle, Kyle, I’m so sorry they hurt you. But don’t worry, I’m here to protect you, to make the pain stop. You just need to trust me. You have to remember that if you ever need me, you just have to ask and I will come to take care of you. You can’t be trusted to do anything for yourself. That’s okay. I’m here, I’ve got you, I’ll care for you, I’ll love you.” Gently, I pour the water over the savage wounds one by one, washing away the salt, and spreading the soothing cream across the wounds.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: The cream cools and removes the burning pain almost at once. With gentleness, with tenderness, my hard, powerful strong hands stroke and caress Kyle’s handsome form, spreading healing and soothing with each touch. Then, I gently cup Kyle’s head in the back of my palm, and pour a little water on each of his eyes, to moisten them, to take away the dryness and the gunge so he can see my face. I smile gently, tenderly down at him. Then, my other hand moves down to his crotch, to his manhood and begin to gently, gently play with his cock, using my fingers to softly stroke it, to stimulate it, to give him a source of unexpected pleasure to focus on, to provide him an escape from all the pain and nightmare. “Trust me Kyle, Trust Ivan. I’ll look after you from now on.”

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Suddenly, I hear a shout. Ivan? Ivan? He came… For me… He came to end my suffering. Just like the recording told me, just like he promised. When he is around, I am safe. Suddenly, the whip strikes stop. And a shadow appears, to water my eyes again. I manage to open them just a little. I can't see his face properly, but he is Ivan. Yeah, he should be Ivan. He came for me. Then he takes care of my hurts, spreading healing cream on them. I… Feel his gentle touch… Yeah… He is here to ease the pain. Then slowly, that hand moves to my cock, and starts jerking me off. I shiver just a bit, trying to look at Ivan's face. He is helping me to feel pleasure. I can't feel my body %100, but yeah, my cock is growing bigger. Pleasure? Pleasure… Ivan helps me to feel pleasure. Yeah… And because my balls were already so sensitive from all the shocks I recieved, I suddenly started leaking precum. It doesn't take too long for me to release my seed completely by the gentle strokes of Ivan… Ah, pleasure… He helped me to feel pleasure, he is looking out for me. I lick my lips in satisfaction, then meet Ivan's gaze… I can see his eyes, directly looking at me. He… Took care of me…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: As I gently stroke his cock, I feel it rapidly harden, he begins leaking pre-cum almost immediately. He is far, far gone now. He is essentially broken at this point. Now, the rest of his training will simply be about reinforcing what I have already achieved. Even I am a bit surprised when suddenly Kyle’s dick erupts with a heavy load of his seed, spilling out on the bandage covering his gunshot wound to his stomach. I look into his eyes the entire time, and smile gently. Allowing my genuine affection and warmth for Kyle to be communicated by my eyes. Of course I loved my tools, my weapons, my possessions. Very much so. I didn’t have to fake anything. It was all genuine. After feeling Kyle erupt, I bent down into his face, opened my mouth, and kissed him, deeply passionately, stroking his soft hair as my tongue dove deep into his mouth. Eventually, I broke off the kiss and smiled again at Kyle. “You have been such a good boy Kyle, trusting me the way you did. Such a good boy. You deserve a little sleep now, don’t you?”

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Then, gently, I snuggle up Kyle’s left side, heaving my heavy, thick, hard muscled body onto the table beside him. I turn onto my side, gently adjusting my body around his strapped left wrist. Then, without replacing the heartrate monitor, I drape my powerful right arm over his naked chest, my hand stroking the side of his head, as I whisper into his ear, “Sleep now Kyle, sleep my good boy. I’ll be right here, watching over you, protecting you. You were right to trust me.” I set my alarm for two hours. That was enough sleep to reinforce the conditioning, but not enough to allow his mind to fully recover from the prolonged effects of sleep deprivation. I settled in for a nap myself, snuggled up against my handsome new slave. Once an accomplished and highly trained police Inspector… now nothing more than a tool for the Syndicate, for the criminals that he swore an oath to resist and fight.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then Ivan kisses me. It feels… Not wrong? Why? I love James? I love James… Not Ivan… But why? But I can't focus on that, I can't force my mind to think further, I am just so tired. I feel so weak… But… Ivan is here. He is taking care of me. He is looking out for me. He tells me I am being good. This means nobody is going to get hurt, right? Right… And then he lets me SLEEP. I can sleep. I will sleep. Oh… I don't think Ivan realises how happy I am right now… He rubs my chest, whispering into my ear, snuggling next to me. I can sleep. I can sleep. So I can let go now? I can… There won't be any electric shock. I take some quick deep breaths because of excitement, and let myself go finally. Yeah… No electric shock. Just the sweet feeling of resting… Everything is black… Everything is black…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: My alarm goes off after 2 hours, but it doesn’t even wake Kyle, he is deep asleep. For the moment. I smile. Then, I get up, gently kissing Kyle as I stand up from my refreshing little nap. Kyle’s dried cum is plastered all over his stomach and the bandage. The red whip lash wounds are not so angry looking, the cream has helped a lot. I stretch, and put the headphones back on Kyle’s ears. Once again, the recordings of my soft voice starts repeating over and over in Kyle’s ears. Then, I place the clips back on Kyle, on his big toe and his ear. As I leave the room, the first shock goes off to welcome Kyle awake.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Refreshed, I stride back to my office, and notice that Tony is waiting outside, the big, hairy, muscled Italian is grinning. “I thought I would deliver him myself. It was a real pleasure to beat him up and throw him in the back of our van. My men had some… fun … with him on the way here. Just like you suggested. But nothing broken, no permanent damages. Just a lot of heavy bruises, a bit of bleeding. His ass was quite tight, but it’s not so tight anymore.” He chuckled. I laughed, clapping him on the shoulder. “Excellent. Well done Tony, and thanks for your help.” Tony smiled, “This one was a real pleasure. I mean, a chance to get back and that fucking meddling inspector? Hell it was a real pleasure.” I waved good bye to Tony, and turned to look at Tim Byrne. He was naked, laid out on a medical stretcher with wheels. He was covered in heavy bruises all over his body, he had a black eye, and there was bits of dried blood and dried cum all over him. He’d been treated very badly. But nothing was broken.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: He was deeply unconscious, thanks to the drug the doctor had injected in him. And that suited me fine. Now it was time to visit Kyle again. Whistling, I stepped behind the stretcher, and threw a sheet over his body. I pushed the stretcher back through the base and into Kyle’s chamber. Then, I sat down next to Kyle’s bed to see how he had enjoyed his nap.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I wake up with a savage pain on my toe, along with the voice of Ivan ringing in my ears. I am still tired… Fuck… It felt like just 1 second too… Just… Just like the sleep when I killed… Xavier… I killed him, the recordings tell me the same. Yeah… I deserve to be treated as shit. I don't deserve anything. I need assistance to protect my beloved ones. Fuck… My heart… I am shattering, I just feel so deep sad. I'm betraying everyone I love.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then Ivan steps into a room again. No pain… If Ivan is here, nobody is going to get hurt. There is a stretcher as well. What is that? It shouldn't be something bad if Ivan brings it here, right? Then Ivan sits next to me, I look at him. Ask in a quiet tone "What is it?"

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I sigh deeply, as Kyle asks me what it is. I reach out and softly, gently stroke his face, removing the headphones. “I’m afraid you have failed another one of your loved ones, Kyle. I’m so sad to tell you this, but when one of the crime families in Minneapolis learned about your efforts to disrupt the spread of B, they were very angry. Tony, you’ve heard of him, right? A big, hairy, muscled Italian mobster? Well, Tony decided to take his anger out on your uncle, Tim. He had him kidnapped and beaten badly. He was going to kill him. He’s very hurt just now. But, don’t worry, I arranged for him to be rescued. I have him here now. And, as long as you are with me, as long as you obey me, as long as you let me make your decisions, I’ll keep him safe, just like I will keep you safe. You have to trust me Kyle. I’ll care for you, love you. I’ve proven that by saving your uncle from being murdered.” I pull back the sheet on Tim, and reveal his battered, bruised, bloodied body for Kyle to see. “If you trust me, if you let me make all your decisions, I will keep you from failing. I will keep you from hurting your loved ones. Trust Ivan. Trust me Kyle.”

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I let down another person? Another person I loved? No… Please… Who is it? Tony? I know him. I remember him, I fucked up his schemes so many times. That bastard… And as I hear the "uncle" word from Ivan, my eyes widen, and I start struggling. No… TIM… MY UNCLE… He.. He is the only family I have. He is the guy who raised me. He is the guy who educated me. He was my mother and father in a way. I can't live without him. I… I remember our last conversation. Before… Before the interrogation… I listened to James's advice, called him, and told him to go to London if he wants. And… After years, after so many years, I never saw him that happy. He was not that old, badass, grumpy old man in our last conversation. He was so happy… So happy that I let him go… HE WAS GOING TO GO TO LONDON… I told him… No… And as Ivan reveals his body, I start crying again. Nooooooo… I can't live without him. I can't… That's… That's too much… He is my everything, he devoted his life for me… NOOOOO… I look at Ivan with begging eyes. Please… I can't lose him. I CAN'T… I grit my teeth, then mumble… I am scared, please don't hurt him. Please don't let anyone hurt him.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "Ivan… Please… Save him… Save him… Save him…" I continuously repeat the same words over and over again. Please… Don't let him die. I submit… I submit. I would never forgive myself if he dies. Ivan… I don't break eye contact, please… Ivan please… "I submit… I submit… Save him… Save him…" then my eyes roll. No… I can't take it… I can bear all the physical tortures on my body. Because I deserved it. But my loved ones… My uncle… He is innocent… He did NOTHING wrong… Please Ivan…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I stand back and watch as the emotions, the anguish, fear, guilt, pain slam into Kyle. This has hit him hard. Very, very hard. He is completely shattered now. He is mine. I kneel next to him, and with my hand I sooth and stroke his hair, to calm him, kissing his forehead, “Shhh… sshhhe… it’s all right. This time, I was able to prevent your failure from killing a loved one. I was just in time. He isn’t dead, but he is in a coma. But I have very good doctors, and we will do everything we can to save him. I’m sure we can do this. But you need to learn Kyle not to trust your own actions. Do you see what your actions cause? They cause your loved ones to die. They cause other’s loved ones to die. You have to trust me. You have to only do what I tell you. You have to let me care for you, and your uncle. Will you do that for me Kyle? Will you trust Ivan? Will you let me love you?”

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Ivan strokes my hair and kisses my forehead. I am so scared… I am so fucking scared… TIM… But he says he will take care of him. He is going to heal him. I… I don't have a choice. I can't risk another my beloved one, I can't LOSE another one. I can't. He wants me to trust him, he wants me to let him love me. If… If this is going to save Tim, I will. I need to… I don't have a choice. I don't have a way out. He… He is my everything. He was going to be HAPPY. And now, he can't. Because of me… ME… I continued to cry, my wounds started to ache again. I just nodded to words of Ivan, sobbing… Then whimper "I… I… Will… Please… Save him… Save him…" I was weeping my heart out now. I can't stand, I won't lose my uncle. He is too, too valuable for me. I already lost Xavier and it hurts like hell. If I lose another one, this is just going to get worse…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I reach down and slowly unstrap Kyle as he breaks down into uncontrollable weeping. Then, I scoop up his sobbing body, careful of his wounds, and cradle him tightly against my hard, powerful chest, letting his tears soak my steel-hard muscle. I stroke his hair and whisper gently, “Of course I will, of course… it’s okay, we’ll save him. You did the right thing to trust me Kyle, you are a good boy. Trust me, trust Ivan. I’ll take care of you.”

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Then, at my signal, a doctor enters Kyle’s chamber and takes Tim away on his stretcher. I stand there cradling Kyle as he weeps. “That’s right, let it go. You don’t have to make any decisions anymore. I’ll do that for you. What you need now is some pleasure to help take your mind off your pain. I’ll give you pleasure. Would you like that Kyle? Would you like me to give you pleasure?”

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Ivan cradles me and whispers to me. He is going to take care of him. He is going to heal Tim. Please… Please… I can't lose him. I can't lose my uncle. I can feel the hard muscles of Ivan as he hugs me, stroking my hair and whispering in my ear. He says I need some pleasure. I… I don't want to… I want to stay with my uncle. I want to see him, I want to talk with him. But… I can't protest, I shouldn't protest. If I do, Ivan may hurt him. But if I don't, he is going to heal him. I need Tim to be cured, not receiving non-stop beatings. I just nod at Ivan, implying I would do it. I need to do what Ivan wants me to do. I don't want him to hurt Tim just because of my decisions. I need to… Save him… I need Ivan to save him…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I take Kyle with me this time, out of the torture room he’s been confined to for the past three days. I cradle his naked body lovingly in my arms, as other Syndicate members snigger and chuckle at the sight. I reach my personal bedroom, and step inside, gently laying Kyle on my soft, comfortable bed. I spread his legs gently, and knee between him. I bend down, and start to softly lick and suck on his dick, running my tongue around the edges, stopping every so often to look up into Kyle’s face and give him a warm, loving smile. My hand gently strokes his left thigh, his chest, avoiding the spots that are still raw and red from the whipping. With tender, intimate touches, I explore Kyle’s body.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I am carried slowly to Ivan's room in Ivan's arm. But my mind was not here. My uncle… I can't… I can't lose him. Just the possibility of thinking this is terrible. Then Ivan slowly places me on a bed, a soft bed. I feel my tiredness once again. I want to sleep. I try to examine the room, but then, I feel a tongue on my organ. I look back at Ivan… He is… Sucking me off… I can't sleep. I shouldn't sleep. I need to do what he wants. He is looking directly at me with tender eyes, rubbing my left thigh. I… I need to respond with a gesture, and should show him that I am enjoying it.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then I remember James. Our moment… Our very precious moment. I wish he was here. I wasn't lying when I said I loved him so much. Even after these 3 days, I am still craving for him. I don't look at Ivan the same way I look at James still. But I can't show this. I need him… I need to pleasure him. Ivan cares for me, and I can't let him down. I don't have a choice. I need to do it for my uncle. My cock starts to grow bigger and bigger once more, since I cummed two hours earlier, I wasn't that sensitive this time, letting Ivan to do his work on my cock. And as I start to leak precum once more, I move my left hand to his face, and start rubbing his cheek gently. James… I am so sorry… I didn't want to betray you, but this is for my uncle. I slowly move my hand from Ivan's cheek to his neck, and push my cock a little deeper to make him more tempted. Then after a while, I released my cum for the second time today. As soon as I am done, sweating a little bit and panting, I mumble "Can I see him? Can I see my uncle, Ivan?" But I was so tired… And yet I don't care...

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I sucked on Kyle’s hardened cock, as he lifted his left hand to stroke me. His touch was hesitant a bit, but he tried to pretend as though he was really into me. But he wasn’t, I knew he wasn’t. But that would change. I had broken him. Now, it was time to reforge him, to rebuild him. I swallowed Kyle’s load greedily as he came. The seed of my enemy always tasted so sweet when I forced it out of them. I gently hovered on my hands and knees over my beautiful new possession. “Of course you can see your Uncle, Kyle. Of course, tomorrow, after he has been treated, I will let you see him.” There was a sound by my bed, and I looked up. It was Peter, right on time. He was sniggering, having overheard my words. I grinned. “Now, Peter will take you back to your room Kyle. And Kyle… next time I give you pleasure, you really need to let yourself enjoy it. You really need to focus on us. Not your own troubles. You have to let go and learn to trust me. I know you are trying, but you need to try harder.” I kiss Kyle on the forehead, and Peter takes him back to his holding cell.

12:26 Peter_Jones: I love the plan Ivan has come up with. Fuck, he is the best at this work. The absolute fucking best. As I carry that pathetic piece of shit Inspector’s naked body back to his cell I mock him, making my voice sound like his, “Can I see him? Can I see my uncle, Ivan?” I snigger, then speak in a cruel voice. “Fuck you Inspector. You want to see your uncle? I’ll show you your fucking uncle. And Xavier too.” With a wicked chuckle, I reach Kyle’s cell, and put him back on the table and strap him down. But there is something different in the room this time. In place of the spot where Xavier had been hanging before he died, there was a huge television screen.

12:26 Peter_Jones: With a laugh, I found a remote, and hit play on it. On the screen, a video of a huge group of men in the back of a van surrounded another man, started to play. One of the men was Tony. He was kicking and beating on Tim savagely. Another man was raping him brutally, spitting on him and sneering. They beat him and hurt him making him cry out in pain. He was muffled, and couldn’t speak. Then, the video switched. And it showed this room, this very room with Kyle and Xavier. Xavier was hanging from chains, a bloodied, broken mess. He was telling Kyle stories… then suddenly, he said “Goodbye Kyle..” and started to brutally spasm as he was electrocuted to death when Kyle fell asleep. Peter put some headphones on Kyle’s ears, and once again Ivan’s voice started to play in his ears, soothing and gentle, “Trust me Kyle. You can’t be trusted. Don’t you see? Your actions and decisions only hurt your loved ones. Trust Ivan. He will protect you. Trust Ivan. He will love you. Trust Ivan. He will save your uncle. Trust Ivan. He will give you pleasure.” And the entire time, the videos played over and over. I kept a careful watch on Kyle. Whenever his eyes closed, I slapped him hard and forced his eyes open. I had a bottle of eye drops that I used to keep Kyle’s eyes moist so he could keep watching. All night… All through the night I watched over the fucking bastard, and made him suffer.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Ivan says I can see him tomorrow… If this means I am going to see him, then I will. I will… I will obey… Then he kisses me on my forehead once again, and another agent takes me out, mocking me when we are returning back to the torture chamber. But the worst part is… He is right… He is so fucking right… I deserved this… But why does it have to hurt others? Why are my actions harming my beloved ones?

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then he places me on the table again, and puts on the headphones once more. There is a television. Why? Why is there a television? Then that agent plays a video. My eyes widen in fear, NOOO… My uncle, they are raping him, torturing him… NOOOOO… I don't know how many tears I shed, but this was so bad, so fucked up. I don't want to watch… I don't want to listen… I cry in desperation once more… PLEASEE… But I can't close my eyes, the agent won't let me. I DON'T WANT TO WATCH…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then there is Xavier. Is this that day? Our last moment? I remember those stories, yeah. Then… He says… Goodbye?.. Then a sharp pain covers his body, he spasms massively before his life is taken away from him… This… This is how he died? He suffered that much just because I fell asleep? I don't want to watch, I can't even focus because of crying so hard, but it doesn't matter. That agent forces me to watch, for hours and hours and hours… Over and over again... But interestingly, it doesn't become something normal. It just hurts more and more. I can't even feel my eyes. I forget about my tiredness again, that is all my fault. I… Don't… Want… To… Hurt...

DAY 4

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I wake up, after another refreshing night of sleep. I stretch, oh yes, time to go check on my new property. I get dressed, in my combat gear, heavy black BDU trousers and a tight black t-shirt, showing off my heavy, hard muscle. I stride through the halls, and enter Kyle’s room. Once again, I shout, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING? PETER, WHY ARE YOU SHOWING THESE VIDEOS TO KYLE? CAN’T YOU SEE, HE IS HURTING ENOUGH ALREADY? GET OUT, NOW!!!” Peter turns off the tv screen and scrambles out, looking frightened. Then, with a look of concern and gentleness on my face, I rush to Kyle’s table, and take the headphones off. “Kyle, Kyle, I’m so sorry you had to watch that.” I stroke his face tenderly, gently. “You have to understand, when you and Mason killed Dave back in the warehouse, he was a dear, beloved friend of many of us. That hurt many of us. Just as you hurt yourself when you killed Xavier, so I’m sure you understand how we feel. They are angry and hurt by your murdering ways. They are only trying to make you realize how wrong you were. Don’t you see? Your decisions and actions are always wrong. You are a failure. But, it’s okay, because I’m here to care for you, you don’t have to make decisions anymore. You don’t have to kill my friends. You don’t have to be responsible for killing and hurting your own loved ones. Just let all that go, let me care for you, I’ll take all those burdens away. You want that, don’t you Kyle?”

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Hours… And hours… I watched… I am forced to watch… How I let down Xavier… How I dragged my uncle to this shithole situation. My fault… My fault… The videos are hurting me so much, maybe it was the worst torture of them all. But I was not crying anymore. I can't cry even if I want to. Then suddenly, Ivan steps into the room and saves me from this torture as well. Sending the agent away… I can't open my eyes again, they’ve been crying so much since I watched the TV all night. Then Ivan comes next to me again. Yeah, I can sense his presence. His soft voice starts talking to me, reminding me how worthless I am… I can feel his hand on my cheek. He is right… I am destroying everything. I can't do this alone. I… Need Ivan… Ivan… Tim… Ivan… Tim… How is Tim? How is my uncle, I open my mouth slowly, and mumble in the same weak tone of mine "Can I see my uncle?" I already lost Xavier… And I caused Tim to suffer… All because of me… Because of me… I don't want to hurt them… Please Ivan… Protect them… Protect them from me...

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I gently stroke Kyle’s handsome face, and kiss him gently. I hear Kyle’s question and I smile gently, “Of course Kyle, of course you can see your Uncle. He’s happy, very, very happy. One moment..” I step outside, and make a quick call. “This is Ivan. How did Tim respond to the B? Did he suffer a psychotic break?” That was the only risky part of my plan. 1 in 10 people suffered a psychotic break when first using B… But the odds were in my favor. Then I sighed in relief. “Excellent, did you give him a triple dose?” I nod. “All he can do is nod and smile right now, you say? The dose is high enough to prevent him from speaking? Excellent. Bring him in immediately.” I head back into the room. And sit right down next to Kyle. “Your Uncle is on his way. His wounds have been treated, and he has been treated with such kindness by everyone here that he is deliriously happy.”

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: A doctor shortly enters the room, and there is Tim in a wheelchair. He is dressed in a hospital dressing gown, and his wounds are all treated with bandages. He has a wide, happy smile on his face. He is grinning, and giggling at everything. When he looks over at Kyle, he doesn’t seem to recognize him at first, but then his eyes go wider, and he looks even happier, but he doesn’t seem to want to talk. He just grins happily at everything, but his gaze keeps drifting back to Kyle, and he smiles the widest for him. Of course, B was perhaps the most addictive drug ever invented, and his Uncle would need huge daily doses from now on. But, he would be happy, and that was what mattered, wasn’t it? It was exactly what Kyle wanted.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Yes… Ivan accepts, he is going to bring Tim. He says he is happy. Oh thank god… But… How? How is he happy? Then he slowly enters the room as I force myself to open my eyes once more. It's hurting… It's hurting… But I can see… Yes… TIM… He is, smiling? Is he alright? Ivan really treated him well? I sob a little. Thank you, oh my fucking god, thank you…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: But it doesn't take me long to realize something is wrong. He doesn't… Talk? Uncle, say something… Shout at me, tell me I am a disgrace to you, but just… Say something, why are you just smiling and looking at me? "Un… Uncle?" I whisper, and slowly stretch my left hand for him to hold. I want to feel him. But… He doesn't take my hand? Tim… I am offering you my hand, hold it… Please… But he just smiles and giggles, examines the room a little bit, then looks at me again. What… What is wrong? "Uncle… Tim… Are you… Alright?"

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: And he doesn't answer either. My guts start twisting inside me, that's wrong. That is not Tim… That is not my uncle, I know him very well. Then what is it? I want to force my mind to think, but I can't… I am too tired to concentrate… I pull my hand back… Maybe he is angry, but then, why is he smiling at me that way? I slowly turn my head and gaze towards Ivan, and mumble certainly "This is not my uncle…"

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I watch as Kyle meets with his uncle. The wheel chair is pushed up close to Kyle’s table. I watch as Kyle’s initial joy slowly fades to fear and uncertainty. Then, he turns to me and tells me that it is not his uncle. I stroke his hair, “Shhh, Kyle, it’s okay. Of course that’s your Uncle, but you see, he was so badly beaten by Tony and his thugs, he was so hurt, that we had to give him an extra big dose of painkillers so that he wouldn’t suffer from his injuries. You don’t want him to suffer, do you? It has made him a little loopy, but he isn’t hurting. Once his injuries recover, then of course he’ll be back to normal. But aren’t you happy to see him? Aren’t you glad that your Ivan went to so much trouble to save your uncle from the pain and suffering caused by your failure?” I keep stroking Kyle’s head gently the entire time.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Ivan explains the situation to me in detail, telling me nothing is wrong and it's just because of the painkillers. I listen to him closely. Maybe he is right. I just can't think straight. Oh my, did they hurt you that much, uncle? I'm sorry… I'm sorry… I force myself to look at Tim once again. He was watching me with a huge smile. He is not suffering Kyle. Just like Ivan told you, just like he promised you. I extend my left arm again, and grab my uncle's hand by myself by pushing me to the side a little. The move was hurting and tiring, but it was worth it. I rub his hand then mumble "I'm… I'm sorry uncle… I am so sorry… I… I really am…" then I looked at Ivan once again. For the first time, I looked at him with grateful eyes. Yes, I was thanking him for taking care of my uncle. There was even a weak smile on my face. He had prevented my uncle's suffering. Just like he promised. And that meant a lot to me…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I watched the expression change on Kyle’s face, and I felt a small surge of triumph. That look he directed at me, the look in his eyes was the most sincere he had given me so far. It was working beautifully. I had broken him… and now I was reforging him, rebuilding his broken mind bit by bit. He would come to see me as his sole protector, the only man that cared for him. He was becoming the perfect tool, the perfect weapon. Step by step.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: The thought, the knowledge of how totally I was corrupting and breaking the man who had foiled my plans began to arouse me, my dick stiffened in my trousers. I leaned forward, the expression on my face remaining tender and gentle. I stroked Kyle’s face, then leaned in, opening my mouth and giving Kyle a gentle, but passionate kiss, lingering and long as I stroked his head. Then, I broke off the kiss. “Good boy Kyle. You are learning to trust Ivan. I will take care of you and your loved ones so that you can’t hurt them anymore with your failures. Now, you need to rest for a while, you are so tired aren’t you? I will let you sleep now Kyle. And remember, if you need me to protect you, I will come.” I turned and left. But…. after I left, the doctor who was pushing Tim’s wheelchair came forward to Kyle’s bed. He leaned down and whispered in Kyle’s ear. “You killed Dave, Kyle. Dave was my friend. Losing him hurt so much. You are just a murderer. You deserve punishment.” Then, he reattached the clips, one clip to Kyle’s toe, the other to his ear, and the heartrate monitor once again started reading Kyle’s pulse to prevent him from sleeping. The doctor also put the headphones back on Kyle’s ears. My voice began whispering soft and gentle once more into Kyle’s ears. But this recording was slightly different… “You love Ivan, Kyle. You admire his strength and power. You admire him for his generosity. He cares for you. He protects you. He doesn’t mind that you are worthless or a failure. He forgives you for being a murderer. You need Ivan. You want to serve Ivan, Kyle. You need to serve me, Kyle. It feels so good and pleasurable to serve the man who is so kind to you and your Uncle, Kyle.” The doctor left with a wicked smile, gently pushing Tim in his wheelchair.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Ivan kisses me again gently, strokes my hair once again. Looking after me overall. Maybe… Maybe I misjudged him? Maybe he is not that bad person after all. Besides, he lets me sleep as well. He is giving me affection. But as soon as he leaves the room, the doctor starts whispering in my ear, mentioning about Dave and reminding me that I'm a murderer. So he clips my big toe and my ear once again, giving me more punishment, not letting me sleep. No… But Ivan let me rest… But he said I can… With these thoughts, the doctor leaves the room slowly with my uncle. I'm alone now. But I am listening to Ivan's soft voice again. Yes he is going to prevent me from hurting my loved ones. He is going to protect them. I need to listen to him… I need to try trusting him. That way, nobody is going to get hurt. With these thoughts, I try to go to sleep unwillingly a couple of times, but the pain was sharper… There was no chance that I could go to sleep. I guess they increased the volume and severity of shock just to keep me awake? I don't know, but I can sense it's harsher.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I leave the room, having given the Doctor prior orders about how to leave Kyle. The key now was for Kyle to always see me protecting him from others. The key was for Kyle to see how everyone else wanted to hurt him because he was such a failure, because he had murdered their friends. Kyle needed to understand that he deserved only punishment. Then, I would be the only one to show him kindness and love, always protecting and saving Kyle from the consequences of his failures. And it was working. His mind was broken already, and now these ideas were being planted deep in the ruins of his mind. It was so beautiful to take the mind of a strong man like Kyle and shape it like a potter shaping clay. There was no victory sweeter than turning your enemy into your lover against his will. With these happy thoughts, I returned to my office to catch up on my paperwork, and begin planning some future missions.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: After a few hours, I called Peter and Steve into my office, it was time to punish Kyle further. I wondered briefly as I waited for them, how Daniel was getting on. I fully expected Mason to capture him, and one of the plans I was working on was the rescue attempt that I know the Syndicate would ask me to prepare. There was just no way Daniel would be able to succeed. It would feel very good to be involved in Daniel’s rescue after he had been involved in my own humiliating rescue. Then, Peter and Steve entered, and I explained to them what they were to do to Kyle. They smiled viciously, and looked hungry. The doctor had assured me that Kyle’s injury was healing nicely, and that I could use harsher punishments now. And I would.

12:26 Peter_Jones: Finally, FINALLY we get to play with Kyle properly. I could not wait! And this time, I would get the honor of sticking my dick inside that arrogant murdering bastard Inspector. I could not wait.

12:26 Steve_Smith: I picked up the tool that Ivan handed to me, and could barely contain the excitement. This tool was a small metal rod with a shocking tip. It was similar to the tool used on bulls. When you stuck the tool up someone’s ass, and pressed it against their prostate, it released a very gentle electric shock. This shock would force a man to ejaculate against his will. It was a humiliating form of rape. And I had the honor of using it on that murdering bastard Kyle. I still missed Dave… He was the only one that could beat me at darts. We barged into Kyle’s room, and I ran forward, ripping the headphones off of Kyle’s face, and giving him a savage slap upside his head. “YOU PIECE OF SHIT. YOU WORTHLESS DOG!! You keep thinking that Ivan will save you, Ivan will protect you, but he’s not here now is he? You are just a murderer. You are worthless. A piece of garbage. Something to be used for our pleasure. You killed Dave, and now we are going to make you pay for that.”

12:26 Peter_Jones: I drop my trousers, and climb up onto the table, straddling Kyle’s body with my knees and legs, I pull out my thick, heavy cock, dripping pre-cum in anticipation. Then I reach down with my hand and force Kyle’s mouth open, my fingers digging like spikes into the side of his jaw, preventing him from closing his jaw on my dick. I spit in his eyes with cruelty, and ram my dick all the way down his throat.

12:26 Steve_Smith: I take out the long thin rod in my hand and put the small electric tip against Kyle’s asshole as Peter is fucking his mouth savagely. With a slight flex of my muscles I force the rod up Kyle’s ass, and probe around until I find his prostrate. Then, I hit the button on the tip to activate the gentle stimulating shock. I watch with extreme pleasure as Kyle’s soft cock suddenly spurts out some cum, and gives him an unexpected orgasm, completely against his will.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Suddenly, my headphones are taken away savagely, and I feel a sharp pain on my head. These agents again? No… I started to recognize their voices slowly. Then one of them climbs on top of me, and forces me to open my mouth brutally. Then he spits on my eyes while pushing his dick inside my throat. Fuck… My EYES… It hurts… But the worst part is, I can't breathe, oh god… This agent's dick… It was so sudden. However, they were not done, and suddenly I felt another pain in my ass. It's getting deeper inside me. Ahhh… My stomach… It hurts... Then an electrical shock? Before I was trying to understand what happened and if I fell asleep, I cummed… I cummed? My seed? What? I can barely feel it, but I just cummed. No please… I want to ask for help, but I can't even if I want to. This guy's dick is choking me, I can slowly taste his precum. No… Fuck… Get… Me… Out… Off… This…

12:26 Peter_Jones: Oh man, this feels amazing… Using his mouth this way… And fuck, he’s so handsome, so good looking… Mmmmmm… What a treat… Ivan is the best boss ever. Suddenly, I feel Kyle shiver beneath me, ah yes… that would be Steve using the prod on him to force him to cum… The thought of how me and Steve were raping this handsome detective was too much for me…. I shuddered, and gasped as I emptied my seed deep, deep down Kyle’s throat, forcing him to swallow every drop of it, not caring if he choked on it, not going to let up until he swallows every drop. Then, suddenly, the door bangs open.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I’m waiting outside the room to give Steve and Peter plenty of time to rape Kyle. That’s about right… I can hear Peter moaning, great, that’s the signal. I barge in, slamming the door open. I roar in rage, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?? ARE YOU RAPING HIM? STEVE, WHAT DO YOU HAVE UP HIS ASS? PETER, GET OFF HIM NOW!” I run forward and rip Peter off of Kyle, throwing him to the floor, he lands a bit roughly, but this was all planned. Then, making sure Kyle can see me, I cock my fist and throw it into Steve’s jaw, sending him rocking backwards. “LEAVE KYLE ALONE!! HE’S INJURED!! HE’S SUFFERING ENOUGH ALREADY!! HE MIGHT BE A MURDERER AND A FAILURE, BUT THAT IS NO EXCUSE TO TREAT HIM IN SUCH A DISGUSTING FASHION! GET OUT!! BOTH OF YOU NOW!” Steve and Peter leave the room in a hurry, and walk off to get a drink at the bar, laughing and clapping each other on the shoulder. I remove the prod gently from Kyle’s ass.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I rush to Kyle’s side, and unstrap him from the table so I can gather his lean, muscled body in my arms, and cradle him gently against my hard, powerful muscled chest. I’m tender and gentle with him, whispering in his ear, “I’m so sorry Kyle… But I’m here now. Everything is alright. Your Ivan has you. I’ll protect you. I’m so sorry. You see Kyle, with a murderer like you, it is natural for the friends of the victim, our friend Dave, to want to punish you. But I will protect you from that whenever I can. I’ll keep you safe. You can trust me.” I cradle Kyle gently, soothing him. Then, I ask Kyle, “How are you Kyle? How are you feeling?” with tenderness and consideration.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Ivan bargains in once more and saves me from those monsters. I can feel the weight on me fades away and the pressure in my asshole decreases before I swallow every single drop of Peter's seed forcefully. Then I feel my hands and ankles unstrapped once again, and I can feel Ivan's muscled body, hugging me. I feel like shit, I feel so alone. But Ivan always saves me. That was also something. It was better than nothing. He mentions Dave again. This entire situation hit them that hard really. I can feel it. Every time I receive a punishment, it's because of Dave. Then Ivan asks me how I feel… But I ignore his words and ask a question to him instead "Do you all hate me that much?" in the same weak tone. I don't want to receive any punishment, I just want to rest, relax… Sleep… I close my eyes, I know in Ivan's arms, I am safe…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I hold Kyle tightly as he asks me a question. I kiss his forehead gently, as I respond. “No Kyle, I don’t hate you. I forgive you. But you have to understand… How do you feel about yourself, after you murdered Xavier? How would you feel if someone murdered Tim? Can’t you understand how they are hurting? You are a murderer, Kyle. You have to understand that your failures are so many. You don’t only murder your own loved ones, but the loved ones of others as well. That’s why you have to trust me, let me care for you. I’ll protect you from yourself. I’ll protect you from hurting and killing your own loved ones through your failures, and I’ll help you avoid hurting others by killing their loved ones. Do you see Kyle? Do you see how it all makes sense? Trust Ivan. I’ll make your decisions for you. I’ll keep you safe. I’ll keep Tim safe.”

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I start crying again as Ivan mentions Xavier. I killed him. I FUCKING KILLED HIM. And I really felt like shit. I am still feeling like a worthless betrayer. And no… I can't stand another person hurting Tim either… I can't stand him dying as well. That is just not something I can accept. Ivan is right. I am a murderer. I am a failure. I am letting everyone down… EVERYONE… But Ivan says he is going to help me to avoid hurting my beloved ones. I just don't have a choice. I need to force myself to trust Ivan. He will keep me safe, and moreover, he will keep my beloved ones safe. I'm… I'm going to try… Yes… I need to try, I don't have an option. I nod to Ivan's words, then slowly rub my left hand on his chest. I need to try… I love James… But I have to try… I have to try loving Ivan. Every sign I receive is telling me to do the same… I whisper "I'm… Sorry…"

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Kyle reaches out and begins to gently rub the granite hard surface of my powerful chest. His touch is so nice. He whispers how sorry he is to me, and I smile gently at him as I cradle him in my arms. I lean down and kiss him. I open my mouth wide and lock my mouth onto his, letting him feel my strength enfolding his body, my tongue gently exploring his mouth as I tenderly and passionately kiss my property, my slave, my weapon. I kiss him for a long time, at least five minutes, then finally break the kiss. “It’s okay Kyle, I forgive you. How would you like a bath? Some real food and drink? And then to get some sleep? Would you like to come back to my bedroom with me, so I can care for you properly?”

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Ivan kisses me gently, but passionately. I can feel his emotions through his lips. And he kisses me for so long. I kiss him back. I need to kiss him back. I don't have a choice. I have to do what he wants me to do. My heart beats just a little bit faster. But still, a little part of my mind is with James. I love him. I love him so much. But I need to love Ivan. That's what I need to do. Then Ivan finally breaks our kiss and mentions so many good things at once in the same sentence. Food… Drink… SLEEP… Yes… Please… I want to. Please let me sleep. I am so tired. I look at his eyes, and caress his cheek with my left hand. Not because I love him like James, but because I feel grateful. He is trying for me, so I need to try as well. I smile once again, still weak but sincere, then nod to his words. "Yes, I want to…"

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I nod down at Kyle, with a loving smile on my face. I hold him tenderly, and take his naked body back to my room. I gently lay him out on the bed, and with an expert touch, I remove the bandages on Kyle’s gunshot wounds, inspecting each one. The stitches are in place, and the wounds look healthy. I stroke his body, the red raw wounds from the bullwhip the other day are healing nicely as well, thanks to the potent healing cream I used on him. I sit back on my bed, nestling my back up against the headboard, and someone knocks on the door. They enter, carrying a steaming tray of delicious smelling food. I nod, and the servant puts the tray on the table beside my bed. I help Kyle sit up for the first time since he was wounded. Very gently, easing his but between my legs, against my crotch. Then, as I lean back, I snuggle Kyle against my powerful, steel hard chest, letting him lean back against me for support, stroking him and gently caressing him, giving him gentle words of encouragement.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Then, I reach out for the bowl of hot, delicious vegetable soup, and take a spoon, and carefully dip it into the rich, delicious soup and feed it to Kyle, slowly and carefully. I know this is the first real food he has had in many days, so I am careful and slow as I feed him. The entire time, my left arm is caressing his body gently, to give him warmth and consideration, simple human touch and comfort. All things he has been deprived of for so long. Then, when the soup is about halfway eaten, I judge that is probably enough for his first real meal. I put it aside, and lean back, wrapping my hard, steel-cabled battle-tough arms around his slender athletic frame, gently stroking his torso. I whisper in his ear, “Was that good Kyle, do you feel better now? Your Ivan will take care of you, you see. You can trust me Kyle. I will protect you and care for you and treat you with tenderness and gentleness, even if you are a murderer and don’t deserve it.”

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Ivan carries me to his room, then places me on the bed, but in a sitting position. It aches a little, especially because of my tiredness, but he helps me still, supporting my body with his own. I can feel his crotch under my butt, and he gently continues to caress me. Then he slowly feeds me with soup… Oh yes, soup… A vegetable soup. I never thought a vegetable soup would taste that good. But it tasted amazing. I drink every spoon willingly, my eyes closed, enjoying the moment. Then suddenly, Ivan stops, and starts caressing my torso. I can feel his strong hand running through my muscled body. He tells me he is taking care of me because I am being good. Even though I am a murderer, he still cares for me. I snuggle my head up to his neck, start inhaling and exhaling deeply, again feeling my tiredness. And I say another thing that he is going to enjoy "Thank you… Ivan…" he treated me very well, very gently. You need to try for him as well Kyle… You owe this to him…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: He snuggles up against me, and I can feel the gratitude he must be experiencing for the gentle, kind treatment. I give him a gentle squeeze, letting him feel my strength, my arms enfolding him. It was all going according to plan, my enemy was turning into my willing lover, bit by bit. Then, I would mold him into a weapon and use him to destroy the leaders of the three most powerful organizations that opposed us. It would be brilliant. I gently got off the bed, and lifted Kyle’s naked body up in my arms, cradling him. I walked into my bathroom, where a hot bath was waiting, I had prepared for this moment earlier. The water was a perfect temperature, and his wounds were healed enough to be submerged in water now. I squatted down, gently lowering Kyle into the warm water, cradling his neck. I let him enjoy the sensation of warmth as I used a gentle soap to cleanse his body, exploring every muscle with my soft, gentle touch. I leaned forward to give him a gentle kiss as I washed him clean.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Ivan hugs me back as well, I can feel his affection, yes. Then slowly, he gots out of the bed, and carries me to somewhere else. Where is this? He lowers me slowly, then I feel… Water… Water… It feels so good. That just feels amazing. That is just perfect. Then I feel a soap running over my body with gentle moves, Ivan's hand. Yes Ivan's hand… I can't help but moan in this situation. It just feels incredible. I can… Let go… I don't need to force myself to do anything… Ivan is taking care of me. Then I feel his gentle kiss again… That feels… More right than before? More right… Yeah… For some reason, it's not making me feel guilty anymore. But… James… Ivan… No James… I love James… I love him so much… But Ivan is trying as well… I need to try a bit harder, I need to try… And meanwhile, I can feel my body is refreshed… It's clean, and I smell good, I can feel it, I can sense it. Even though my eyes closed, I can feel...

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I lift Kyle out of the tub, holding him once again in my arms. He is clean, he smells good. I can see the look of genuine contentment on his face. I smile. It is perfect. There is a towel laid out on my bed, by my servant. I lay Kyle on the towel and gently dry him off, then I take all of my clothes off, and set it aside. I stand, and allow Kyle to take in the sight of my naked body. Hard, muscled, powerful. The body of a hardened man capable of protecting him, of caring for him. My dick is highly aroused, stiff and hard, but I don’t pay it any attention, it is a natural reaction. I gently pull back the covers on one side of my bed, and lift Kyle, placing him on the clean white sheets. Then, I place a comfortable pillow beneath Kyle’s head, and climb into the bed beside him. I adjust Kyle so he is laying on his left, uninjured side, and I smoothly spoon my much heavier muscle into him from behind. Kyle can feel my stiff, rock hard dick resting against his ass, throbbing with desire, but I make no move to force myself on Kyle, or try to start any lovemaking. Instead, I wrap my arms around him as I spoon with him, do my best to ensure his comfort, then throw the covers of the bed over us both and lay beside him, whispering into his ear, “Go to sleep now Kyle. You have been such a good boy today. I’m so proud of you. You are learning so well to trust me. You are letting me care for you, to make your decisions. I will protect you. You can sleep now, safe and sound in my arms.” I notice the time, it is evening. I set the alarm for two hours, that will be enough sleep for Kyle. And then, with Kyle snuggled against my rock hard, powerful muscle, I let myself drift off into a brief nap.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: After the bath session is done, Ivan dries me with a towel, taking off his clothes as well. I can see his body from a very close perspective. And it's really amazing to see for some reason. Afterwards, Ivan lifts me up once more, and sets me on the bed, snuggling next to me, wrapping his arms around my body. And I remember how much I want to sleep. After a nice meal, after a nice bath, in a soft bed… Yes… I want to sleep. I am so tired. Then I feel Ivan's whisper in my ear, yeah that's all because I acted good, because I behaved good. If I please Ivan, nobody is going to get hurt. I need to listen to him. Then close my eyes, without any electric shock, without any slap. I just let myself go… And that just felt perfect… I can go to sleep without any external threats, because Ivan is with me… Because I am listening to him…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Suddenly, my phone rings. I wake up, my arms are wrapped around Kyle, and I tenderly unwind them. I grab my phone, and get out of bed, so as not to disturb Kyle. He still had 15 more minutes of sleep due to him. I quickly got dressed, my expression beginning to look shocked as I listened to the phone. Impossible. I hurry to my office, giving Peter and Steve instructions for Kyle.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I sit down, and played the voice message from Daniel. "Mason is down… I repeat… Mason is down… I am bringing him home…" When I finished listening to the voice message, I sat back, surprised and amazed. FUCK ME!! He did it… that tough fucker Daniel Allen actually captured Mason. I never thought he had it in him. I growled a bit at that. It didn’t exactly make me look good, did it? In a way, it was extremely humiliating to be shown up by Daniel, he had succeeded where I had failed. But, at the end of the day all that mattered was Mason was down. And when I told Kyle about that… I started to laugh with sadistic pleasure. Soon, other details came through, and some pictures. I selected a picture that would be perfect. Then, Daniels' report arrived as an email, and I read what he had finally gotten around to reporting. I sat back and laughed when I read that. Mason and Kyle? Seriously? In such a short time they had fallen in love? It all started to make sense now… all of it. Why Kyle had gone to such trouble to send Mason away. And… It was a powerful tool. The final tool perhaps to break Kyle completely.

12:26 Peter_Jones: I enter Kyle’s bedroom, and pick his sleeping body up. He is so tired he doesn’t even wake as I lift him and take him back to his holding cell. I strap him in place, noticing that all his bandages are removed now, and his wounds are healing nicely. He smells good. I’d love to rape him again, but I don’t dare. Not without Ivan’s permission. I get a call… I answer it, it’s from Ivan. My eyes go wide. WOW… WOW… Mason was down… and Kyle and Mason had been lovers. I leave the room as ordered, and Ivan enters.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I stride in, with my phone in hand, and my face takes on a look of profound sorrow. I sit down next to Kyle’s table, and gently wake him. “Kyle, Kyle. Wake up. I have … terrible news… shocking news….” He won’t wake up, he is so deeply asleep. So I end up attaching the clips to his big toe and his ear, and suddenly a savage jolt of electricity surges through Kyle to wake him up.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: After I fell asleep, it didn't take me too long to feel another sharp pain in my body. Fuck… My eyes widen again, and I wake up once more. But… I hadn’t sleep… Or even if I did, it was just so short. I want to sleep. Why do sleeps need to be that short? I don't feel rested, my mind was only cleared a "very little". That's all. With a moan, I look around. Is this because of those agents again? Please no… I don't want them to tell me about Dave or Xavier… But they are not here, it's… Ivan? Ivan… If he is here, nothing is wrong, if he is around, nobody is going to get hurt. But his face, it seems sad. Why? What happened? That's the face he gave me when he mentioned my uncle. What is it? Did I do something wrong again? But I am being good… I ask in a curious tone "Ivan… What is it?"

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I reach out and gently stroke Kyle, then with a deep sigh, I speak up. “I wish, Kyle, I really, really wish you had trusted me. I told you, I promised you, I would protect you and your loved ones. But… how can I protect your loved ones if you don’t tell me who they are?” I actually managed to cry just a little bit, a single tear ran down my face. Oh, I was good. Very good. “James Mason…. Yes, James Mason… Daniel, another agent, found out about how you and James were lovers. He managed to set a trap for James. He used Jame’s love for you against him. Daniel’s trap…. “ I swallowed hard, “It was successful. He killed James. I’m so sorry Kyle… but this is another one of your failures. A serious failure. You should have trusted me, and I would have stopped Daniel, but now.. It is too late. I am so sorry.” I showed the image on my phone to Kyle. It was a picture of James, on his back, laying down on a dirty bit of carpet. There was blood soaking his shirt. Then, I showed him another image of James on his stomach in the van, the back of his shirt soaked with so much blood from the stab wound in his back that had been ripped open.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: No… Another beloved one? Please… I don't want to hear. I can't take it anymore. I don't want someone to be hurt because of me. Ivan stops a little, then starts talking… James? JAMES? NO… It can't be… I… I sent him away… I sent him to Chicago, he was not even in Detroit. NO… I was about to protest, I was going to say it was impossible. But suddenly, Ivan shows me images… NO NO NO… NOOO… JAMEEESSS… He died? He DIED? Because of me? His love was used against him? No… No… I don't want to cry, I don't want to cry. But I can't stop myself. Tears start to pour from my eyes once more, savagely. No… James… I did everything… It was a perfect plan. Why… WHY… I CAN'T… I look at Ivan with begging eyes, I am shivering. Please… Tell me this is a lie, this is a joke. I won't be mad if it's a joke. But I see his photos. One of the most successful agents in the world died… Died… Because of me… Because he loved me… He… His only sin was loving me? NOOOOOOO… JAMESSSSSS… I start to struggle, trying to untie myself in desperation. I need to see him… I can't… I can't stay like that… I look at Ivan with puppy eyes "Ivan… I need to… See him… PLEASE…" I can't see Ivan again. I am crying so hard…

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Suddenly, Kyle begins to thrash and strain against his restraints. I looked genuinely concerned. He had never reacted this violently before, not even for Xavier. Did he really love James that much? The anguish and pain on his handsome face was more pronounced than I had ever seen on him. Then, brokenly, crying so hard I could barely make out the words, he began to beg for me to show him Mason. My face remained deeply, deeply sorrowful. “I’m sorry Kyle, I can’t bring back the dead. You can’t see Mason, never again. I’m so sorry … You must learn Kyle to trust me. You must learn that only I can keep you safe. Only I can keep your loved ones protected. You must learn to love me. Trust me. Listen to me.” I stand up, and gently put the headphones back on Kyle’s ears. My voice starts softly speaking to him. “You love Ivan, Kyle. You trust Ivan. Ivan will protect you. Ivan will care for you. Ivan will keep you from killing anymore of your loved ones. You killed James, Kyle. You killed Xavier, Kyle. You caused your uncle to be brutally raped and beaten, Kyle. You are a murderer Kyle. Only Ivan can protect you. Only Ivan can care for you. Only Ivan can take away your burdens. You love Ivan, Kyle. You trust him.” I leave the room, and leave Kyle to be further conditioned and brain washed. I was making real progress. And James… the capture of James was such a gift. It was all too perfect.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Nooo… JAMESSS… My heart… My heart is aching. And Ivan told me I can't see him… EVER AGAIN… I WON'T SEE HIM… HE IS GONE… I can start hearing Ivan's voice in my ears once again, telling me I am a murderer. But I can't focus on that. I can't even focus on the recording right now. JAMES… I am so sorry… I continue to cry loudly as Ivan leaves the room. I try to untie myself, I forget once again that I was tired. I need JAMES. I can't lose him. I can't live without him. He trusted me… He TRUSTED ME…And I failed him. I let him down. Just like I let down everybody else I love. I want to get out… I NEED JAMES… I NEED TO SEE JAMES… After 4 days, I finally manage to scream. Yes, I screamed…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "Jaaaaaammmeeesss…"

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I don't know how many hours passed. If my breathing slowed down, if my crying slowed down, it would be a lot. And Ivan whispering in my ear. He is in my being. And once again, he is right. I am a murderer… I am a murderer who kills his beloved ones. I can't be trusted. Oh James… I should have never asked for assistance in that case. I should have never met you. You shouldn't have come to Minneapolis. I was so selfish. I shouldn't even be in the police. It hurted Xavier. I shouldn't even exist. I hurt my uncle… I… I'm just hurting… I shouldn't exist at all.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then my mind fills with this idea. Yes… I shouldn't exist. I can't live. I am not allowed to live. I am being good and even Ivan can't stop my destruction… Destruction… I remember… I remember our conversation...

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: ("I will James... I am always careful..." then suddenly, I turn around myself, still in your arms, I rest my forehead against yours, and mumble into your mouth, trying to comfort you. "But whatever happens... Nobody can't separate us from each other James... Not even the Syndicate... They believe they can bring destruction to everything..." then I lean forward, and kiss you, and break it a little while later "But they can't destroy this even if they try to...")

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Yes… the Syndicate didn't bring destruction. I did… I brought destruction. To our love. James died because of me. He died BECAUSE OF ME. All of my beloved ones died because of me. But yeah… I know what to do. I… Am… Going… To… End… Everyone's… Suffering. I am going to kill myself.

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: But I can't do this while my hands are tied. How am I going to do it? How am I… Then I feel another sharp pain throughout my whole body while I was trying to focus. The heart rate monitor… Electric shock… YES… ELECTRIC SHOCK… If I can lose consciousness without waking up, the device will shock me constantly until I can't open my eyes ever again. Yes… I start taking deep breaths, I need to relax. If I relax enough, it is going to shock me. Then I will do it again. I will do it again. Until my body doesn't respond to the electric shocks… Yes… That's going to solve everything. Besides, Ivan will be happy as well. I don't need to kill another Dave… Yeah Kyle… You are tired… Sleep… Sleep...

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Arghhh… Yes… Yes… Another shock… I am going to do it. I am already tired. I just need to let go, I just need to ease the pain in my mind. It's not hard. Normally, a body would build a resistance to constant shocks which would prevent you from relaxing your mind . But I have not slept for 4 days. It's not hard… It's not hard… It's not…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: ARGHHH… Another sharp pain… My body… My body aches, my heart rate is increasing. I… I will make it. I am not going to kill another Dave. Nobody needs to hate me. I am going… I am leaving…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: UHHHHHH… The monitor starts beeping. Yeah… My pulse is increasing as well. My body is tingling. I don't need to be a disgrace to my uncle. He is going to be much safer without me. He… Will go to London… And he is going to be happy…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH… I don't want to let go, it hurts. It hurts. I can't focus. I don't want to let go. But you need to let go Kyle. You need to do it. I… I will meet with Xavier and James. I… Am going to apologize to them. I am going to say I am sorry… I am sorry for bumping you in the cafe that day Xavier… I am sorry you have been invited to Minneapolis by my government James… But it will all go… Just one more… ONE MORE… RELAX KYLE…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: GRAAAAAAAAHHHHHH… Another shock, but I don't hear anything now. Everything is black. My body doesn't respond to anything. It just spasms from the non stop continuous electrical shocks. Over and over again. But I am not conscious anymore. It will be over soon. It will be fine…

12:26 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I am not going to hurt anyone anymore…

12:26 Peter_Jones: I’m standing guard outside Kyle’s holding cell, it’s late at night. I start thinking about how much better it would be if Steve and I were in the bar. Then, suddenly, a loud BEEEEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEP comes from inside Kyle’s cell. What?? I rush in. There is a flashing red light on the heart rate monitor. It overloaded!! HOW?? I make a quick call, and rush to check on Kyle. His heart… it stopped. Trained in CPR, I quickly disconnect him from the monitor, then with a gentle push of my hands on his chest, I press in quickly, then again, then again. I put my ear to his chest…. I listen…..

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I get a call, it’s from Peter. Something is wrong in Kyle’s cell? WHAT? I get out of bed, just in my underpants, and I rush down the hall, bursting into Kyle’s room. I look down to see Peter with his ear to Kyle’s chest. Then, he looks at me, an nods once. I roar, “WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?” A doctor rushes in after me. The doctor quickly checks the readouts on the heart rate monitor, checking the history logs, he beckons me over.

12:26 Peter_Jones: There it is… my CPR worked, his heart beat is weak, but steady again. Oh man, if Kyle had died… Ivan would have likely executed me. I feel weak and shaky. It was so close if I had been a moment later. I sit down. We had been ordered to keep Kyle alive at all costs. I nearly failed.

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: The doctor explains what the readout means. “Kyle managed to somehow force himself to relax over and over, causing himself to be shocked more and more frequently, until finally he lost consciousness. Then, the monitor applied a continuous shock until it overloaded. Peter thankfully was able to restart his heart. It was close Ivan. Kyle tried to kill himself.”

12:26 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I leaned against the wall. For once, I was really, deeply shaken. Not because Kyle had nearly died. I killed people for a living. It’s what I did. Death didn’t affect me. But…. because… somehow… when I had told Kyle that Mason was dead, when I lied to him, it must have hurt him more deeply than anything I had done to him previously. He must have loved Mason very, very much. A love that strong, that powerful to enable him to find a way, a very clever way, to commit suicide. I was unsure of myself. Uncertain. I thought I knew how people worked. I thought I was so sure… I looked over at Kyle, my eyes going soft. I had learned something new today. I had discovered that despite all my attempts to control Kyle, to force him to love me, to bend him into the perfect weapon, something in his spirit had escaped me, had proven stronger than all my guile and cunning. I was deeply shaken. I gave a quiet order to the Doctor, “Put him under observation. Let him sleep as long as he needs to. Guard him constantly. I’ll have new orders ready in the morning.” My heart was heavy… What was this, Ivan? Where was your ruthless streak? Your cruelty? Your clever plan. And then I thought of Dave… of the time we had spent together. Of how much I had been hiding my anger at his death beneath my clever schemes. I looked again at Kyle. I left the room, deeply shaken. I had a lot to think about tonight.

Published: 2021-03-17, viewed 49 times.