Part XXXVIII

Another day and Joel was still inside the cell with a stinky bucket in the corner. He was thinking hard about what he could do. He had two golden coins hidden in his shoe. It was very little but still he had to give it a try. The guard came, giving him bread and water again.

"Sir, I have a question." Joel decided to take some action.

The tall man with two missing teeth looked at him for a moment.

"What question?"

"Could you tell me something more about the lord?"

After a moment of silence he replied shortly.

"No." He was about to leave when Joel decided to use one golden coin.

"I understand that your time is precious, I'm willing to pay for it." Joel came closer to the bars.

The guard looked at him again, from head to toes.

"I'm not into men, however you do look really pretty." He was thinking hard when Joel decided to clarify what he meant.

"Sir I appreciate your compliment but I'm also into women and I have this." He showed him a golden coin.

The guard looked at the golden coin and then at Joel.

"You like women?"

"Yes, I do. Why are you so surprised?" Joel felt a bit offended right now.

"You look like the type lord always brings here, you know to have fun with men."

"What do you mean?" Joel was curious now.

The guard sighted and scratched his head. He looked around and stepped closer. Joel could smell his breath, and it wasn't a pleasant experience.

"Our lord has a kink, he brings pretty boys here and well, tortures them. You saw one yesterday. His tongue was taken, another was whipped to death and another killed himself jumping from the roof. None of them lasted long. I don't know what the lord has been doing with them in his room but I guess nothing good." The guard shook his head."To be honest none of them was as pretty as you are. Maybe you will manage to live a bit longer?"

Joel handed the man a golden coin and sat back in the corner. He would throw up but he ate too little to do that.

"Sorry man." He heard from the guard who after telling him all that left.

Fucking shit! What is he supposed to do? Even the duke with all his anger would have been a better option than this psychopath. What to do? What should he do?! Joel stood up and was walking back and forth. If you deal with a psychopath all reason is useless, he needs to think of a plan to preserve his own precious life and sanity.

In the evening he heard familiar steps, the lord was coming. Joel was kneeling in the middle of the cell with a lowered head. The Lord stopped and looked at him.

"What are you doing?"

"My Lord, I've been thinking about my sinful life. Ever since our paths crossed I felt this strange feeling inside me." Joel clenched his fist on his chest and raised his head to look at the lord. "Today it finally became clear to me that I need to change. I need to become a better person and you my lord, only you can help me with it." Joel tried really hard to look innocent and pure. The aftertaste of these words felt like acid on his tongue. Now it was the mighty lord's turn.

"So you want to change? Interesting. You are a filthy whore covered with sinful dirt, however everyone should get a chance to improve. I'll guide you." The lord turned around and left. Joel was still kneeling, not sure what to do. Has it worked? Will he let him go? He was into his thoughts when he heard footsteps again. This time it was the guard. He opened the bars.

"Let's go, the lord is waiting for you."

Joel stood up and was led out of the prison. Outside it was already dark, the smell of fresh air was wonderful. Joel couldn't see much from the surroundings.

"Get inside." The guard showed him to an entrance. Joel stepped in. That was a bathroom.

"Wash yourself, be quick." The guard closed the door. The only door leading to this room without a single window. Joel undressed. The water was fine and there was soap. Joel felt dirty and was glad to wash himself properly. He dunked his head and even washed his hair. He noticed clean clothes on the chair. It was a shirt with frills and trousers, pretty tight. Still the clothes were clean and even smelled nice. As soon as Joel finished he opened the door only to face the grimm guard standing there with a bored expression. He looked at Joel and his strange attire and pulled him in the direction of the main house.

The hall was smaller and dark. Joel went up the stairs that were narrow, he could barely see them in the dim light. The guard opened a massive door and Joel went in. The lord was sitting at a table filled with food.

"Come here." He waved at Joel.

Joel came closer, the food smelled and looked delicious. Joel was really hungry.

"You must be hungry right?"

"Yes my lord." Joel admitted.

"Good, first you must acknowledge me as your master, kneel next to my chair." The lord pointed at the floor next to him.

Fuck.

Joel knelt and the psychopath was feeding him, placing bits of food right into his mouth. At first Joel wanted to bite his fingers off but he knew he had to endure it. No matter how shitty the whole situation was, the food tasted good.

"I'm full my lord." Joel decided to put a stop on this awkward situation as soon as his stomach allowed him to do so.

"So quickly?" The lord seemed disappointed and a light frown appeared on his face.

"Good, you said you need my guidance. First however your sinful body must be punished. Stand up and take your pants off. Bend, here on my lap."

With his butt exposed Joel clenched his teeth. There were ten slaps and it hurt. Even more as the lord took his sweet time as he was "punishing his body." He could sense and actually feel the lord's excitement as something hard was poking his belly.