Chapter 9: Visit from the prince

I’m woken by the sound of someone in the room. My sexual cravings have dulled for the moment, but they’ve not entirely disappeared. My bowels feel like bursting, and I long to relieve myself. But my lingering self-respect helps me to resist the degrading act of shitting on the floor. My chastity belt is shaped to allow me to perform my normal bodily functions. Nevertheless I don’t want to soil my cage if I can avoid it. It would only be another step on the slippery slope towards my total degradation.

The door of my cage is unlocked. Philippe and Giada stand there looking down at me. Philippe checks my collar and chains and unfastens the ankle chains keeping me locked inside the cage.

“Get out of the cage, slave,” orders Giada.

I could refuse, but it would be a pointless defiance. From his manner, I can tell that there is no prospect of my childhood friend coming to my aid. Giada looks as though she is looking forward the prospect of humiliating me. I struggle climb out of the cage and stand before them.

“I hope you are enjoying your new home, slave,” smirks Giada.

“Behave and you’ll be allowed time outside of your cage,” adds Philippe. “Disobey us and you’ll be confined to your cage. Your choice.”

Philippe’s offer isn’t unduly surprising. Alejo wants me trained as his slave. But what is the price for this freedom from the cage?

“Today we shall resume your training,” says Philippe. “My father intends to have you broken in to his satisfaction by the end of the month. You have six days, slave. If by then he is satisfied that you are truly his, then you’ll save Nico from further punishment. You alone are responsible for his fate. And if he should die from Drax’s attentions, then we can find plenty more handsome young half-castes to replace him.”

Six days. That seems a ridiculously short time in which to break me to Alejo’s will. Philippe signals for Nico to join us.

“We’ve made Nico responsible for your training. Obey him as though you are obeying my father or me. He will report your progress to Noemi at the end of each day. Both of you will be rewarded or punished as Noemi thinks fit, depending on your progress.”

Nico waits while Philippe and Giada stroll across the room hand-in-hand towards a pair of waiting chairs. They clearly intend to watch the first part of my training. I look at Nico. He seems very nervous, but he’s resigned to his task. I’m in a quandary. As Alejo demonstrated yesterday, he’s more than happy to play on my guilt when I’m faced with someone else suffering for my defiance. It’s a far more effective weapon than beating me into submission.

Nico begins by going through some basic rules that I’m expected to follow. There are postures I’m expected to adopt in different circumstances. Most are nearly impossible while I’m bound by these heavy chains. Nevertheless, Nico has me practise them repeatedly. Only when he is satisfied with my attempts does he respond to my increasingly urgent requests to relieve myself in the small chamber at the back of the room. I shuffle off as quickly as I can manage with Nico following close behind. It’s embarrassing having to relieve myself in Nico’s presence, but he is clearly expected to be in attendance. We return to the room to resume my training.