The winner should not be left without a prize. And we give it to him. The prize is his fallen paragon. From now he is the winner’s punch bag. The mission is to beat him unconscious and the mission is possible. We are leaving these two to watch the show from aside. And it is quite a show, we can assure you.
You know about gladiators, do you? We do too. We breed them, in fact. Fighting can be great fun, if you are the Master, of course. These two were mere fighters in their previous lives. But their previous lives were over when they were silly enough to answer our carefully worded ad in a fighters’ mag. They paid us a visit, and be sure, we had our means to make them stay. Forever. Their breeding and upbringing was a painful for both of them. And it did work. As you can see they are quite happy with their new life of our slaves, if not dogs. They are full of energy and hatred, but they use these exceptional faculties to fight each other and please us. They adore their masters and worship the dust under our feet. But they are still fighters and know how to behave on the carpet. We do use whips and all that, but the very pain they feel just make them even more eager to fight and please us. And you, of course.
Since Pavel previously gave us the testimonies we sent him into the Military Prison and gave the special tasks for his overseers. To torture Pavel every day in all the possible ways. But first his skin must experience the hard flogging. Both chest and back. And then they need to proceed with the feet.
We invented a variety of trials for our slaves from ordinary physical exercises to the kneels standing on peas. Now we see that slave number one is more adjusted to the acquisition of freedom. To earn points he stood on peas for much longer than it needed to win the competition!