Chris tries to fight Daniel back

Chris’ face is full of blood and Daniel’s spit, covering from his right eye to the mouth. The slap had left him a bit confused, but he still wanted to get out of there. He had never thought someone would try to enslave him, he doesn’t like being enslaved, why would he like it. For all he knows, he should be the owner, not the owned.

Chris grabs Daniel’s foot which he has planted on his chest, and moves it to the side to make him fall. Daniel loses balance and falls on his back. Daniel was so angry his face wasn’t even able to show it, so his face went serious.

Chris got up from the floor and ran to the door, wiping his face on the way, his hand now covered in blood and thick spit. He goes to grab the handle and open it, but finds it closed. His face turns pale from the horror. He was trapped.

The sound of footsteps. Angry footsteps behind him. Daniel had gotten up and was an inch away from Chris.

“You’re lucky, and you know why?”, Daniel’s voice would have scared anyone.

Chris didn’t move an inch, he was starting to tremble in fear. He wasn’t weak, but he was definitely weaker than Daniel. And there was no way out.

“You’re lucky because I don’t want to go to jail for homicide. On the other hand, you’re not so lucky, and you know why?”, Daniel said this in the deepest voice he had ever spoken, all while getting even closer, touching Chris’ back with his chest.

“Because you’re going to get the beating of your life, you fucking worthless ****”, Daniel grabbed Chris’ head by his hair and dragged him to the middle of the room. He sat on top of Chris and began to throw punches to his face, full of anger.

Daniel saw he was starting to lose consciousness, so he got up, and began to kick him in the stomach. He wasn’t even talking, just full on rage beating. He absolutely hated disobedient slaves. He even hated disobedient people who weren’t his slaves.

After he was done beating him, he spat on his face a couple times. Then he dragged him to the door. “You’re still going to do my assignments, but I don’t want to see your useless face around here anymore, I will send them to your phone. Oh right, here it is”, dropping Chris’ shattered phone on top of him.

Chris was just barely seeing and hearing this, he was almost ****, he had never been beaten so badly.

“And you know what will happen if you tell anyone what happened, right?”, as he put his bare dirty foot on his mouth, the putrid scent reaching Chris’ nose, and staining his lips with Daniel’s foot sweat.

“I will assume you do, I don’t think you want to be in the same state you’re in right now if anyone were to hear of this… or worse”. As Daniel finished saying those words, he dropped a tissue on him and dragged him outside his door.

“Clean yourself and go, I never want to see you again. I will allow it in class because we have to, and that’s it.”, Daniel was serious. He didn’t want an useless unruly ****.

THIS PATH ENDS HERE