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Price of Freedom- Remastered

A young half mink becomes a slave, torn from a family he didn't have and into a new one... Can he get the freedom HE wants?

Monkey_Godking · 漫画同人
分數不夠
103 Chs

Within These Walls pt. 3

The big man threw a punch at Rob that whistled through the air, but Rob just barely ducked, leaving a cold sweat on his back. He turned his head to the boy's widened eyes and grinned as his hands turned black and he threw a punch at the muscle man's stomach.

The muscle man took several steps back before looking at Rob and coughing. Rob turned back and held his blackened hands up, the muscle man punched out and rob blocked with an open palm before punching at the muscle man's head. The muscle man grabbed Rob's wrist and picked him up before slamming him on the ground.

Rob coughed up blood and got up slowly as the muscle man looked at the fist that Rob blocked. Rob punched the muscle man and made him stumble back before stepping in and punching him in the face, pushing the muscle man farther and farther back as he continued his onslaught.

The boy watched with wide open eyes as Truffle and Clarence were stunned by the result. Rob threw another punch, but just as his fists were about to hit the muscle man, the black sheen faded and his punch bounced off the muscle man.

Rob looked at his fists and sighed as he stepped back, the muscle man shook his head and glared at Rob as he spat out blood along with a handful of teeth. The muscle man ran forward and grabbed Rob's arms before kneeing him in the stomach, making Rob spit out a mouthful of blood and internal organs. The muscle man slammed Rob on the ground and started raining punches, smashing the stones underneath Rob as well as embedding Rob into the ground.

The boy's eyes flickered red and he roared "STOP!" As he rushed the muscle man and bit on the man's arm, causing the man to grunt in pain before swinging the boy off him into a wall. The muscle man smashed a final fist into Rob's head, finishing him off before standing up with bloody fists.

The boy tried to run again, but Marie pulled his chains back and shouted "Bad kitty!" The boy choked and jerked back as Clarence cheered while wiping the sweat from his forehead. Meanwhile, Truffle was beyond enraged and stomped over to Rob, shouting "You damn Slave! You almost won! Why did you stop using that power!" he took out his whip and started whipping Rob's corpse while cursing him.

The boy glared at Marie with bright red eyes, who was scared and reflexively let go of the chains, allowing the boy to run to Rob's corpse and shield it from the whips, taking them on his back.

This, however, only made Truffle more angry as he shouted "And you! You damn slave! Who do you think you are?!" he started whipping the boy extremely fiercely in his anger. The boy turned his head and glared at Truffle, baring his fangs at him and snarling like a wild animal.

Truffle was only provoked by the boy's actions and reached for his gun, but Marie grabbed his sleeve and said angrily "Papa! Let me whip this bad kitty!" completely oblivious to her father reaching for his gun, inadvertently saving the boy.

Truffle handed her his whip and stormed off in a huff with Clarence following behind him, sporting a smug smile as he said "So, Truffle, about that young slave… The girl." Truffle clenched his teeth and said "Follow me." before disappearing into another room.

Marie whipped the boy and shouted at him, but the boy's hatred filled eyes trailed Truffle as he left, never leaving his body until he was out of sight. His eyes soon turned to Rob and turned back to blue before watering slightly.

He completely ignored the pain as he looked at Rob's smiling face covered in blood. The boy closed his eyes and went over the years they were together as well as his last words before he clenched his fist and let go, opening his eyes to the blank blue they usually were.

Just like everyone else, Rob left too.

The boy took the whipping without even moving a muscle and Marie stopped after a while. She grabbed his chains and dragged him back to the slave room before throwing him inside, slamming the door, and leaving.

The boy laid on the ground for a minute before sitting up and starting his training. It was a routine now, and even if Rob wasn't with him anymore, he would continue. He would continue until he broke. He would continue until he couldn't. Every night. He would go on for days without sleep until he passed out during training. This would continue day after day, month after month, year after year.