Boy (The Training House Book 2)

Being broken has never been such beautiful torture.I am Christopher. I am most specifically not called Boy in this exclusive slave training arena where every submissive male is known as 'Boy'. They don't let me retain my identity-they make me. They keep me in my head, in my body, no matter what they're doing to me, because they know I require it. They call me brat. They call me rebel. These terms are far too bland to describe what I really am.
I am anger in chains. I am seething animal. I am the worst kind of f*ck-up. The Master loves me. Maybe only because the level of my misbehavior challenges him to come up with new and terrible punishments. Do I sound proud? I am. I also love him, in my way. It's a strange dynamic, one that has never been disrupted by anyone. Until I saw the new Girl. Fresh-faced and indescribably lovely. Burning alchemical reaction that threatened to consume me the moment I saw her.
I will call her Aimee. I refuse to play the Master's games. Because for reasons I don't understand, she is instantly more to me than any of the other Girls. What will she think of me? The ultimate anarchist. The keeper of secrets. The unbreakable one. Why do I even care? All I know is that I do. And that this Girl could ultimately be the one who finally breaks me. WARNING: These books contain material that may be difficult to read about and/or cause triggers for some readers, including high protocol Master/slave dynamics and very rough pain scenes that often include humiliation, with very few boundaries.
I highly recommend reading the slave contract in the beginning of each book. Do NOT try this at home!