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束缚四肢，放纵欲望！

条件反射：做一个好孩子，听主人的话。

驯服：心甘情愿地顺服，任由其摆布。

旷野的欲望，被束缚的身体，一切都在心中绽放。

Slaves were not allowed to touch their masters as well as go up to their beds and couches.

The slave had taken to sleeping on his knees on the wooden floor of his master's bedroom, the silvery-white moonlight stretching the slave's silhouette through the window bier, his master's petite body nestled in the soft velvet couch, sleeping peacefully.

The slave had been bought back to the castle by the steward for ten silver coins from the trading market, his dark, sturdy frame an eye-catcher in a crowd of yellow-faced slaves.

Because the slave grew up hunting like a savage for a living, naturally he can't speak, but with his innate closeness to animals, he was arranged by the steward to be in the stables just right, since the slave came, the horses in the castle have become more humane, and the racecourse has made his master a great success, and there are even quite a number of noblemen who are willing to pay a lot of money to buy the slave away.

But no matter what, the slave would always stand behind his master with his reins held low, as if all praise or rewards had nothing to do with him.

After all, no one knows that the slave is also the master's personal toy behind the person.

The first time the slave met his master, he himself was taming a newly purchased horse, sweat cutting across his exposed tanned shoulders and neck, glistening in the sunlight. The slave was called over by the steward and prostrated himself to kiss the tops of his master's shoes lightly; the master took his toes and hooked the slave's chin, cunning flashed in his precious blue pupils, and asked the slave his name; the slave did not speak.

The butler picked up the conversation, “He can't speak, and he has no name.” The master lowered his foot and stepped on the small of the slave's back, using force, “Rudolf it is then.” The steward read it softly, “Rudolf ......” a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, it was intriguing to give a slave a noble and wolfish name.

Going forward the master would often appear at the livery stable, the slave was the first underling to have a name assigned to him by his master, he hung the nameplate the steward had gotten the blacksmith to rush make around his neck, the chain hanging down just to the pectoral hooks, on the front side of the plate was the name of the castle's master, Arlice's, which meant that the slave belonged to the man, and on the back was his own name, Rudolf.

It didn't take long for the master to be blunt enough to have the butler bring the cleaned slave to his bedroom.

For the first time, the slave stepped on the warm wooden floor with bare feet, and saw that the usually reserved and dignified master had removed the layers of velvet brocade, and was half-recumbent on the bed with only a thin robe. The slave didn't dare to raise his eyes, but just stood in the doorway, staring down at his toes, his hands crossed between his legs in a helpless manner.

The master looked at the slave s fellow, smiled with satisfaction, reached out and pointed to the seat at the end of the bed, and called softly, “Rudolph ...... come here, sit down.”

With a light touch, the Master bound the slave's limbs to the chair with ropes and bolted the slave's neck with a leather collar and chain, the slave, though puzzled, was quiet and obedient to the Master's soft soothing voice, his ink-black pupils glittering with thirst.

Master ran his fingertips over the slave's toned muscles, from behind the ears to the knot of the throat, to the collarbone, to the perfect mermaid line, the slave biting his lips so tightly that they became engorged and stiff in places.

这是一个只属于主人的玩具，主人会自己调整位置和角度，以及适当的频率和强度。主人自然不会在意奴婢的需要，前几次主人还没满足的时候，奴婢就已经歪了，这时主人会从马背上拿出皮鞭，一鞭一甩在奴仆的身上，古铜色的皮肤上会印上狰狞的红印， 直到奴隶继续成为一个完美的玩具。

But down the road, after his Master had been easily satisfied each time, it became harder to satisfy himself instead. The whip was used less and less often, but the slave held his swelling every night, only to kneel on the cold floor after his master had gone to sleep peacefully and wait for his boiling blood to cool, preferring that his master be able to continue to whip himself with the whip as he had done before.

The turnaround came from a banquet of noble notables at the castle.

His master hadn't called his slave to the bedroom for almost half a month to worry about the party, until the guests had dispersed, the castle lights went out one by one, and it was back to the lonely, cold night. The slave took it upon himself to slip through the small door into the castle, avoiding the crowd of underlings to the door of his master's bedchamber. From the master's room came the sound of a fight.

The slave held his breath, and after a lot of pushing and shoving, something hit the floor hard, and an unfamiliar, thick, manly voice reached the slave's ears: “Alys! There's no way I'm marrying you! Let's get along!” Then a footstep came toward the door, and the slave dodged and hid in the shadows of the corner, and when it was farther away, the slave crept back to the door of his master's room, and, half-couraged, pushed the door in.

The heavy seat fell at the end of the bed, and the usually haughty master was weeping in secret, his face buried in the couch, not even noticing the footsteps behind him.

The slave knelt quietly beside his master's bed, slowly reaching up to caress his master's back; in the past he had not been allowed to touch his master, and once during lovemaking the slave had broken free from the ropes and touched his master's waist, and had been punished by his master by kneeling for three days.

The master was startled by the sudden touch and looked up to meet the slave's gentle, quiet eyes, loyalty coursing through them. Master rolled over and called the slave's name, “Rudolph ......”

就像一个有条件的命令一样，奴隶很快就以绝对的服从做出了回应。