THE HIGH TABLE

SILENT CLEARANCE

Kad Royce

This is the happiest day of my life. All these years of effort have finally paid off. At 33, I am finally joining the internal security agency. My computer skills are finally recognized. It wasn’t easy: recruitment interviews, personality test, criminal record check. Then I had to obtain all the accreditations. I was missing the "top secret defense."

But the government has just given its approval. I will start in a few minutes. I am presenting myself at the reception: ocular recognition... I can enter the Holy of Holies.

But this is the first time. I’m going to the security office to get my various badges in order to access my office. I was told where he was and about my colleague. I just know that his name is Alex and that he is one of the experts in monitoring computer dangers that can threaten our country. I know that I will learn a lot more from him and I can’t wait to meet him. So it is with a big smile that I open the door of what will now be MY office.

Dream Breaker

My name is Alex Cava. I have served for many years in a covert unit of the National Security Service. Over the years, we have carried out numerous operations critical to national security, in which the safety of field agents has often been at risk.

Perhaps it was precisely because of my successful track record that I was chosen to lead a top-secret operation to investigate a new type of weapon developed by the enemy, designed to be used against police and military targets to cause massive destruction quickly and effectively. My mission was to locate the weapon’s designers, manufacturers, and the weapon itself, if it already existed, and destroy them quickly.

The operation finally began to move forward rapidly once we were finally on the perpetrators’ trail. We were very close in our investigations, and it was only a matter of time before we could destroy it before it was too late. However, luck seemed to be on my side when the department decided to loosen the purse strings a bit and hire an assistant for me.

Any help was welcome in this situation. The research and field agent’s name was Kad Royce, a newcomer to the field, but with strong recommendations. The President’s Office itself gave the man the green light.

Kad’s office was directly across from mine, and when I saw a handsome young man step inside, I knew he had arrived. It was time to get to know my new colleague. I straightened my posture and glanced in the mirror to make sure my hair looked good, then walked across the hallway and knocked on the open door of Kad’s office. “Agent Kad Royce, I presume. I’m Alex, Alex Cava, head of operations. Nice to meet you,” I extend my hand to you while my eyes scan you from head to toe. Something stirred between my legs.

Kad Royce

As I walk into my office, I see a guy coming out of his.... I’m not sure if the term "guy" is the most judicious. It’s huge, massive, and breathtakingly beautiful... I immediately understand that this is my partner, my mentor. Alex Cava...

Everyone in the field of homeland security knows his exploits. He is one of the best specialists in the field. I don’t know how many of his posts I was able to swallow before getting this job. I wouldn’t say he’s my idol... But in a way, if...

I smile at him a bit stupidly and I feel like my throat is dry as if I were a little stressed to meet him... I also feel tingling in my lower abdomen because he is exactly the kind of guy I like. "Mr. Cava! What a pleasure and honor to meet you! You can’t imagine how delighted I am to join your team. I know that I don’t yet reach your level, but I think I will surprise you"

And by saying this, I warmly extend my hand to the one who will be my boss for a while and who will show me all the tricks of this profession.

Dream Breaker

I have to admit that I don’t particularly enjoy working in a team or sharing my information with anyone, but in Kad’s case, the order came from above and I wasn’t given the chance to voice a dissenting opinion.

Your handshake was exactly as I expected — firm, determined, and perhaps even a little self-assured, as if you were trying to convey something else. “I’m sure we’ll get along great, and maybe I even have something to learn from you,” I say, staring deeply into your eyes for a moment before finally pulling my hand back.

Of course, I’m not going to tell you all the details of my research, but maybe I can get you to be my assistant—someone who can handle the legwork, like getting coffee and filling out reports. “Are you ready to get started? We have a lot of work to do before we can quietly wipe out the enemy without leaving a trace.”

Kad Royce

I see in your gaze a form of mistrust and at the same time I can’t help but guess a form of sympathy. How could anyone find me unpleasant, besides, I who am only smiling and friendly. You hold out your hand to me, and I can feel both a form of cordiality in the contact with your skin but also a small resistance.

You offer me to start work quickly and I try to lighten the mood. "You know, Alex. I have only two hopes here: to ensure the safety of our territory and to prove to you that I am an expert in my field. Maybe not at your level, it’s true... But I think I still have some abilities."

By saying this, I tap you on the shoulder as if I wanted to reassure you and head towards my computer smiling at you and preparing to turn it on. Then I look at you again and add, smiling "Don’t forget to exploit them. I think that the management would take a bad view that I only take care of the coffee!"

Dream Breaker

I hide my irritation behind a broad smile, but I'm sure you noticed it. “Don’t worry, you’ll get to do real fieldwork where your skills will definitely come in handy,” I almost mutter as I watch you walk away with your laptop, looking eager to get to work.

“Rookies,” I think to myself as I return to my office. A few days go by without any progress on our operation. You arrive at the office with annoying punctuality every morning, at exactly the same time, every fucking day.

Things seem to be at a standstill until, suddenly, just before noon, I receive a message that could mean major progress in the case.

A message has arrived from the moles who have infiltrated the network. The development lab, where the original blueprints and the prototype are held, has been located. Situated right on the outskirts of the city, the facility is disguised as a scrap metal yard and is heavily guarded.

It was precisely this fact that had caught the moles’ attention. The only unfortunate setback was that we lost two agents working on the operation; their bodies were found badly mutilated and dismembered in a trash dumpster behind the office building.

I rush into your office and slap my palm on your shoulder, maybe a little too hard. “You wanted to show off your skills—your time has come, Kad. Let’s go. I’ll fill you in on the details on the way.” You look surprised... “Well, get your ass moving. We don’t have all day to waste,” I chuckle a little sarcastically.

Kad Royce

It’s been a few days since I’ve made progress in my work, and I think that without bragging, I’m the model employee. Always on time, always working hard. I am an extremely serious at work but always nice with colleagues. I heard the other day a discussion where colleagues said that I might climb up in the hierarchy quite quickly if I continued like this.

I see that Alex doesn’t seem to appreciate this zeal very much, but I really want to prove to him that it’s worth it. I gather a lot of important information on what the office is looking for. Of course, I don’t know what the bosses will do with it, but I believe that I am an essential cog in the progress of the case and for the internal stability of the country. But one morning, everyone looks excited in the department.

I don’t really understand why, but I notice a change in atmosphere, less heat and more concentration. I get to work, no questions asked. That’s when Alex shows up in my office asking me to move my ass. This is the first time he has spoken so badly to me. It’s enough for me to understand the urgency of the situation. I close my computer and get up hurriedly to follow it, without really knowing yet where it leads me.

Dream Breaker

I place the beacon on the roof of my car as we drive through the city, while I explain the situation to you. I watch your face out of the corner of my eye, and you look serious, listening intently to my explanation. “This is an extremely sensitive matter, and no one else in our entire department knows about it except the chief, me, and now you. No one even knows where we’re headed—not even the chief. Do you understand?”

I quickly glance at your face and soon return my gaze to the road. “And one more thing, Kad, now that it’s just the two of us: I don’t care who you’ve given a blowjob to, even if it was the president himself. But I’m in charge here, and you’re working under me. Do you understand?”

Kad Royce

We’re in the car. You start briefing me, and I immediately understand, with your dry tone, that the situation is serious. Few people are aware, and even less allowed to intervene. I feel the excitement rising: it’s my first field trip. I was not recruited solely for my analytical skills. I fight too, and this adrenaline rush reminds me of the moment when I walk through a cage door.

But very quickly, your tone changes. You become brusque, almost accusing, as if you were questioning the reasons why I joined the service. I suddenly understand the reserve you have had towards me since my arrival. I turn my head toward you and smile. " Of course, Alex. I’m going to try to do the best I can." I’m a bit impressed and not very used to being talked about this way. But that’s the rule of the game: you’re the boss and I’m the assistant.

Dream Breaker

My face is calm, with no expression on it, but deep inside I am smirking. The admin's golden boy got a small reminder and seems to be taking it the right way. Maybe he might even be useful in the investigation, after all. We'll find out very soon, once we get out into the field.

As soon as we arrive at the metal crushing plant, two members of our special forces are waiting for us in front of it. This doesn’t bode well, since these men are usually deployed to maintain the target’s “status,” as we elegantly call it...or, in plain language: to guard it.

The men say that the people who were there left, taking the prototype and documents with them. “Oh, for fuck’s sake! How the hell did they know we were coming?” I yell furiously into the air, kicking at the rocks on the ground.

“All right, Kad, we’re going inside to investigate and thoroughly search everything; maybe they left something behind that could be useful to us.” I order two men to stay in the building’s entrance hall to make sure no one comes to interfere with our work. As we walk toward the building’s door, I slap my palm on your shoulder, maybe a little too hard. “Kad, it’s time to show what you’re made of,” I smirk.

Kad Royce

I stop a few steps behind you, the time to gauge the two silhouettes in special outfits. Their posture is too stiff, too “protocol” for a simple field mission. Interesting. I take a step aside, as if to better observe the entrance to the site, but it’s mainly to check blind spots, cameras, and exits.

Old criminal habit that never really disappeared. I don’t flinch when your hand falls on my shoulder—but its gaze hardens imperceptibly, like a blade taking up a new thread. "Always a pleasure, chef

The tone is calm, but there is a vibration beneath the surface, something darker. I bend down slightly to pick up a piece of twisted metal, remnants of a part torn off too quickly. I spin it between my fingers, as if I were evaluating its weight... whereas I mainly calculate the speed at which the intruders must have moved.

"They didn’t just know we were coming. They had time to choose what to take... and what to leave." I slip the piece into my pocket without asking permission. "That means they wanted us to see something." I walk beside you towards the door of the building, my steps silent despite the gravel.

"I will search every corner. If they have left a trace, even a tiny one, I will find it." A discreet smile crosses my face. "And if someone had the brilliant idea to stay around... I will find him too."

I take one last look at the two men posted at the entrance while telling you. "Show me the terrain, boss. I’m ready."

Dream Breaker

One thing is certain: you're eager to show off your skills and your enthusiasm for research, probably to impress me. But that is fine by me. Your idea to separate is actually very good, I admit.

We could save time and move one faster forward in our investigations. "Very well, Kad, I take the room in front of the crusher equipment; and in the meantime, you check out the office and the hallways. What do you say?"

Kad Royce

"Perfect for me, boss." My voice is still, but there is an electrical voltage underneath, a kind of professional appetite that I don’t even bother to hide anymore.

I take a look at the offices. The intruders must have left an imprint—voluntary or not. I turn to you, a fine smile at the corner of my lips. "And then... if someone had the brilliant idea to go through that again, I would be the first to welcome them."

I step back, ready to part with him to cover my area. "We move faster that way. We meet in the center of the building when I have something."

I’m taking a break, just long enough for you to feel that I’m sincere—or that I play very well. "You will see what I am worth."

Dream Breaker

"Perhaps I was too hard with him; perhaps he really is as good as he pretends to be," I think to myself as I move to the room next to the giant metal crushers. I turn to look back and see that focused look on your face.

"Kad is really going to give his best," I smile as I begin to check the tables and shelves in the room. There's hardly anything left on them, just some papers and some used cables, but nothing really interesting. I must search harder; there is always something that could be useful.

Kad Royce

I unhesitatingly lower the handle of the first desk, and the door opens in a slight creaking. Tension lingers in the air. Everything is too clean. Too organized. Too prepared. I’m starting to search. A drawer. A second. A third. Inside, a folder.

Not a forgotten file. A file left. I pull it out slowly. On the first page, a name. A name that I know too well. A name that should never appear in an official investigation. I close the file, slide it under my jacket, then I open the office window. I tear the first page in thin strips, which I drop outside. 'Nothing interesting here...' whispered to myself, but ready to tell you if necessary.

I leave the office, close the door, and my expression becomes perfectly professional again when I enter the second office.

Dream Breaker

I search around, going through shelf by shelf, drawer by drawer, without finding anything that could lead us back to the trace of the weapon and the team behind it. I am about to leave the room and enter into the space where the giant crushers are when my attention is drawn by a few small cardboard boxes behind one of the desks.

They are loaded by notes and technical drawings of the device, formulas, calculations... "BINGO". I take my phone from the pocket of my jacket and call you. "Kad, found something here. This might take me a moment. But you, go ahead and continue your search at your own pace, and let me know right away if you find anything valuable. Got it?”

Kad Royce

"I’m listening, Chief." Your voice crackles slightly, but the words are clear: notes, technical drawings, formulas, calculations. Exactly what my organization was never to leave behind. A chill runs through my spine. Don’t panic. Not now.

I turn towards the corridor, checking that no one is watching me. "Well received. I am continuing my search. I will keep you informed." I’m hanging up.

And I stand still for a second, the phone still in my hand. You just got your hands on pieces that could trace back to us. Not trivial clues. Evidence.

Evidence that, in the hands of a man like you, would become a thread that you would pull until unraveling the entire web. We can’t let you analyze this. Impossible to let you leave here with these documents. I put the phone away, and my expression changes. No more model agent facade.

Just Kad, the real one, the one who survived by eliminating problems before they become threats. I whisper for myself: "Change of plan." You are alone in the grinder room. Focused. Leaned over his findings. Distracted. Perfect.

I start to walk towards you, my slow, calculated steps. I’m already visualizing the scene: an industrial accident, a fall, a malfunctioning mechanism... The crusher equipment are gigantic, noisy, dangerous. A place where mistakes are expensive. A place where an overly curious leader could disappear without anyone asking questions. I smile, a thin smile, almost invisible. "It’s time to show what I’m worth, boss..."

Dream Breaker

I raise my face from the documents as I see you entering the room. I notice immediately you have found something; you have a different look on your face. "What is it Kad? Found something interesting?" I ask, and just as you open up your mouth to talk,

I show you a sign to shut up by crossing my lips with my finger and nodding my head to tell you we are not alone. The two special agents are standing right behind you. "What is it agents? Shouldn't you stay in the entrance hall?"

They look at each other and mumble something. "Kad, why don't you guide our friends back to their place and come back then. We definitely need to have a talk."

Kad Royce

I turn to you, the face perfectly neutral—that of a disciplined agent who obeys without arguing. But behind my eyes, something sets in motion. A decision. A strategy. A calculation. "Copy that, sir. I’ll see them out."

I turn to the two special agents. They are young, too confident, and above all... too curious for their own good. I give them an authoritative nod. "Gentlemen, with me. You have nothing to do here."

They obey without question, perhaps because I exude a physical assurance that leaves no room for doubt. We move forward in the hallway, their steps echoing behind me. I keep a calm, almost relaxed rhythm, as if I had no second thoughts.

But the devil is in the details: I lead them to an isolated area of the building, a side corridor where the machines are at a standstill, where the noise from the grinder no longer covers anything, where you can’t see us.

One of the agents opens his mouth, probably to ask a question. I raise one hand. "Not here. We’ll talk about it later." They follow. They do not be suspicious. They don’t see that my gaze has changed.

When we reach the deserted area, I slowly turn to them. No open threat. No sudden moves. Just one movement, calm, almost professional: "You should never have left your post." The first agent frowns. The second understands too late.

What follows is quick, silent, controlled—the kind of intervention that would be attributed to an elite agent, not an undercover criminal. No blood. No show. Just two men properly neutralized, without noise, without witnesses, with no possibility of returning to disturb the investigation or to discover what you must never know.

I adjust his jacket, check that nothing betrays what just happened, then go back the other way. My face has become perfectly professional again. I’m getting back to you. "They won’t bother us anymore. We can talk."

During the whole way that takes me to the room where you are, I can’t help smiling. Thinking about how these two idiots make me happy. They didn’t see this coming.

Especially not this metal stake that came to pierce their neck by making a bunch of special agents. They successively felt this light enter into them. Their reactions were not very different: the head rising, their eyes widening, the body tense.

A sail falls on their gaze while the body immediately collapses to the ground. The impression that these two guys had completely frozen on the ground, as if they were petrified. When I join you, all this is only in the past, but an incredibly pleasant past.

Dream Breaker

I get up standing up behind the desk when you walk into the room, and I look up at you. You look focused. I like this change in you. “You managed to keep the men where they were. I hope they stay put this time,” I chuckle. “I think I found something that’ll let us arrest the whole gang and destroy their weapon,” I say, pointing to the cardboard box in front of me. “What about you, did you find anything important?”

Kad Royce

I can’t help but smile when you ask me if I managed to keep them away. I answer: "You know my ability to persuade. They won’t bother us anymore".

When you ask me if I found something, I take out the binder I found earlier in the office.... "Nothing interesting.... but these bastards tore up pages... There was supposed to be the sensitive information. And you, what did you find?"

Dream Breaker

“What I found is really important. I am quite sure with all these documents and notes we can catch them for good and eliminate the weapon before it is too late. So, you found a notebook? ", I lift my eyebrow and step closer, leaving the papers in my hand on the table.

"Let me see that; this could be a useful addition to all I found." I take the book from your hand and start leafing through its pages. "Great job, Kad. Sorry if I doubted you. You really seem to be a skilled agent," I mumble without lifting my eyes from the book.

Kad Royce

You are immersed in reading the documents. It’s almost touching to see how deeply involved you are in this story. You remind me of a kid who discovered something fabulous.

But what is written in this document could make me break my neck. Everything I have been working for months, all the efforts of our organization for years are within the reach of the government. I can’t let that happen.

I was asked to infiltrate the internal security agency so we could be at peace. And your discovery could jeopardize everything. Fortunately, you’re not looking at me, you’re so focused on your discovery. I put my hand in the pocket and take out an almost invisible thread. If I manage to get close to you without you noticing, all I have to do is squeeze it very tightly against your throat so I can strangle you quietly.

Dream Breaker

Suddenly, you fall completely silent; it feels as if you’re not even breathing. When I turn toward you, my eyes widen in shock as I see a thin metal wire tensed between your hands, approaching my throat at breakneck speed. Instinctively, I raise my hand and slip my fingers between my throat and the deadly wire, trying to prevent it from digging deep into my windpipe.

I can’t get a word out, overcome by panic as I struggle against you, feeling the wire bite into my fingers menacingly. I raise my knee and slam it into your exposed abs, hoping you’ll loosen your grip on the garrote.

Kad Royce

I am almost at the end of my work, at its completion, when I see your hand placed between the thread and your throat. You’re ruining all my fun. How delightful it was to see you totally panicking, understanding that your last moments had arrived. But your knee comes crashing against my abs. I feel the air leaving my lungs as I start coughing while backing up, which forces me to let you go... So, I understand that it’s too late now to back down. You will understand who I am and only one of us will be able to get out of this room alive now.

Dream Breaker

My mind, in a daze, tries to sort out my thoughts as I fling your murderous weapon aside with my blood-soaked hand, while my other hand feels my throat. “You’re behind all this? You fucking scumbag,” I yell furiously as I spread my legs wide and raise my clenched fists to waist level, assuming a firm fighting stance.

“Smith and Andersson, come here immediately!” I call out to the agents on guard duty for help, my eyes fixed on your face. “Surrender, Kad, if that’s even your name. You don’t stand a chance of getting out of this!”

Kad Royce

I see in your eyes a form of surprise and anxiety, and at the same time I understand that you know very well who I am and what I am doing here. You call the two agents.

When I hear their names, I can’t help but burst out laughing. “Didn’t you ask me to make sure they don’t set foot in here again? I just obeyed your orders, boss!".

I pronounce this last name slowly so that you understand that the situation has changed. I look at you fixedly and coldly, as if to make you understand that your fate is entirely in my hands and that you will not leave this room alive.

Dream Breaker

The reality hits me like a slap on the face when I understand what has happened to Smith and Anderson. I stare at you, unable to fully believe what’s happening. “What the fuck did you do to them? I didn’t hear any gunshots,” I ask, narrowing my eyes as I pull my gun from the holster under my jacket and point it at you.

“Kad, your stupid story ends here. Hands up! You’re under arrest. And don’t try anything stupid, the slightest move and you’ll get a bullet between your eyes. Understood?”

Kad Royce

The situation suddenly becomes tense. You point your weapon, tense, ready to fire. I don’t move. I don’t even blink. If you knew how many times I got out of an analogous situation. I’m starting to answer you, not to defend myself, but to shift the focus.

"You didn’t hear any shots because you didn’t understand what’s really going on." Then I step back a half-step to force you to reposition yourself and therefore move, to be less attentive for a few seconds. I touch the chair behind me to roll it with a few centimeters. I hope this will allow you to turn your head, as if by reflex action.

Then I raise my arms slowly, as if to surrender. I hope this will allow you to have the advantage and lower your weapon, which will allow me to attack you with a series of violent low kicks in the thighs.

Dream Breaker

"Wow, wow, wow! Told you not to try anything stupid!" I shout with a clearly irritated voice as I back off after receiving some kicks to my thighs. "Take your gun slowly, very slowly, out of the holster and throw it away. But I warn you, no more stupid tricks, or you will make company to Andersson and Smith! Got it?" I point you with the gun again. "Do as I say.. NOW!"

Kad Royce

My movement didn’t work and I see a new fury in your gaze. My kicks did not have the desired effect. You’re about to throw a bullet between my eyes. But it takes more than that to make me panic. Even when everything looks lost, I know how to find the resource to get by. I approach you to put my gun on the ground, telling you "Alex, we are teammates! You can still trust me”, knowing full well that this will have no effect.

But the goal is different. I bend down to put my gun on the ground. When I get up, I raise my fist before my chest trying to pop your balls. It’s not great but it’s the only way to disarm you.

Dream Breaker

I have a satisfied smirk on my face when I see you doing just what I asked. But just as you place the gun on the floor, sliding it away from you, my grin is wiped away from my face when you send an uppercut with your iron-hard fist into my bulge, nailing my balls against my taint.

My mouth snaps open as I groan loud, stumbling backward clumsily as my gun falls down to the floor and slides far from us. My hands are cupping my bulge as I try to recover from your impact that took me guard down. Finally straightening my back, filling my lungs with the air I try to get the smile back on my face.

"You fight like girls! Very well, I don't need a gun to take you down, for good." I approach you slowly and all of a sudden swing around and aim a roundhouse kick high into your throat.

Kad Royce

For a few moments, I watch the pain distort your face with a smile. For a few moments, I watch with satisfaction the pleasure of having put a legend of espionage on the ground.

I say with mockery "And this is the best that the country has to ensure its defense. I think I did the right thing by starting this job to raise the level..."

But you get up almost as fast as I made you fall. You mock my attack and turn around to throw a roundhouse kick. You are fast but I am too and I raise my forearm fast enough to absorb the hit against my bicep.

I step back a half-step with my arm burning and my breathing going fast. But I’ll get back to you as soon as possible. You barely put your leg on the ground, which I take back when I try to nudge your collarbone to make you duck.

Dream Breaker

The collarbone nudge never lands clean. I feel the shift in your weight a half-second early, drop my chin, and let the strike glance off the thick slab of my trapezius instead of finding bone. But the impact still stings, though it’s nothing compared to the ache still throbbing low in my gut from that cheap uppercut you drove into my balls.

I don’t step back. I step into you. One massive hand snaps up, clamps around the forearm you just used to block my kick and yanks it sideways hard enough to torque your shoulder.

At the same time my other fist, still clenched, drives a short, but hard hook straight into the soft meat under your floating ribs. “Good try but not good enough”.

My voice comes out low and rough, still edged with pain in my groin, but the smirk is already crawling back across my face. “That little love-tap to the jewels was cute. You think I’m the best the country has… so let’s see if you can keep breathing long enough to regret saying it.”

I keep the grip on your arm, haul you closer so my chest crashes into yours, and snarl right against the side of your head: “You wanted a fight, Kad. You're going to die today, you snake!”

Kad Royce

I clench my teeth, my breath short, but my gaze does not waver. You are close, too close—his fist still hanging, his breath burning against my temple. Your fist is destroying the hills, and I am in a complicated position.

I have to try again to regain the advantage. I pivot so that your hold on my arm is less strong. Our torsos collide and I can’t help feeling a quiver, every time my chest rubs your nipples. "You want to know what I regret, Alex for letting you believe that you could understand me."

I lean my head, our foreheads almost in contact. "So go on. Show me what the best of the country is worth." By saying these words, I make a grimace to show you that I am suffering, but above all, my goal is to tilt my head back before hoping to violently hit yours in a violent headbutt.

Dream Breaker

I was suspecting you of doing something like that, and yet you managed to surprise me. Your hard forehead lands violently on my forehead, forcing me to back off and leave me dazed for a moment. I take a deep breath and straighten my pose, wiping my face after your headbutt.

"Stop talking bullshit, Kad. We both know you will be a dead man in a few minutes." I lift my arms as I approach you, sending right- and left-blows in the air until I am just few inches from you.

I send a brutal uppercut into your abs with my left fist while my right one is approaching that soft spot between your pecs, the fragile sternum.

Kad Royce

I no longer take the time to see your face distorted by pain because I’m starting to understand why you have this reputation of being the best of all. You come back quickly and your fist hits my chest.

I feel like it’s sinking inside me as if you’re trying to bend my body from the inside. The breath comes out of my body as if your fist were tearing my breath away from my lung. In spite of myself, I contract my body, as if I were trying to protect the affected area.

My abs burn and a vibration resonates in my body towards the sides. That’s when your fist hits the center of my body. Where he is least protected.

My entire ribcage burns and my chest tightens as if your blow had just crushed my breath. I feel like you just popped my heart and it just missed a beat. Damn, how much I suffer, but suffering must also fuel rage.

You are close to me, and I have to take advantage of it. I try to wrap my hands around your neck to get closer and try to hit your side with knee cuts, even though I know that my strength is getting less and less great.

Dream Breaker

The pain my blows are causing you is written all over your face, and the smirk on my own face just keeps spreading. “Keep in mind that you started this as your last breath escapes from your lungs. Just a few more gentle blows, and I’ll snap your neck like a straw…”

My growling sentence is cut short, however, when you ram your knee into my side, forcing me to quickly pull away from you as my hands feel for my ribs. “So, you want to die in agony,” I hiss as I take off my jacket and rip my shirt off, turning to face you with my chest bare. Despite the pain, I lunge back toward you, trying to land a side kick to your abs.

Kad Royce

My body hurts, my mind struggles to stay focused on the fight as the pain radiates from my chest. I managed to keep you away for a few moments. I take the opportunity to catch my breath, to remove from my head this music where I hear you dominating me.

I see you coming back and your foot comes to crush my abs again. I can’t help but cry out in pain. You’re going to end up making my abs, which made me so famous, completely blue or violent because of how much you hit them.

But I’m trying to hold on. My arms are trying to hold your foot in the air so that you can balance on one leg. I bend my elbow preparing to try to break your kneecap.

Dream Breaker

You are getting clearly weaker, making me smile anticipating your close defeat. But you are far from giving up, and once more manage to hit me when I have my guard down.

I drop down on one knee, screaming in pain as I struggle my other leg free from your tight grip. "You motherfucker! You will pay dearly for this!" I shove my arm between your legs, trying to crush your balls with my bicep. "Taste that, worm!"

Kad Royce

I see you screaming in pain as you fall to the ground. This time, a huge smile lights up my face. The one from the guy who thinks he was underestimated by his opponent. I look at you with contempt as your face is deformed by the pain." And I’m the one who won’t be able to go out... First, you’d have to be able to walk...”

But I barely have time to finish my sentence when I feel a terrible pain invading my whole body. I fall screaming into my lap while holding my balls. I feel like the pain is such that it will make me vomit. A few tears come out of my eyes just when I realized that you probably just took the final advantage by this blow to my balls.

Dream Breaker

"It's now or never," I think to myself as I see my opportunity to end the fight here and now, to finish with your miserable life. I get on both of my knees and wrap my long arms around your waist as I lunge on you using all my weight to push you down to the dusty floor.

As soon as your body hits the floor I climb on top of your hips, sitting on them as I coil my legs around your waist. "You imbecil, you should have known better before trying anything this stupid." I lean forward trying to catch your wrists and pin them against the floor before you could use them.

Kad Royce

I am unable to react when you throw yourself at me, the pain is still too intense. I find myself trapped under your weight, wrists caught in a trap. I feel my breath running out... Is it because of your muscle mass that is crushing me or because I can feel your muscular ass against my bulge, which is clearly pulsating.

I’m thinking about the situation... My abs are burning up, my breathing is difficult, my arms are immobilized. I have to try to get out of this impossible situation. I’m trying to make a bridge with my hips.... But damn it, it’s hard to lift your mace and break your resistance.

I realize how impossible it is to succeed and only try to move my hips as quickly as possible, hoping to unsettle you and maybe make you fall.

Dream Breaker

"Someone seems to enjoy this," I chuckle as I feel something stiffening in your bulge under my butt. I rub my ass tighter against your bulge, making your cock grow thicker and stiffer, hoping that will cease your attempts to fight back.

I release your wrists and place my hands on your throat. "Don't be shy. Shoot your load in your pants while you die," I smirk as I add pressure on your windpipe.

Kad Royce

You immediately notice the state of excitement you’re causing me, and you take advantage of it to mock me. I feel your powerful arms pressing against my throat and trying to choke me. I know that I don’t have much time left, but you just let go of my hands by passing your force on the upper part of my body.

I can finally lift the pelvis more and make a bridge allowing me to breathe more. To relieve some of the pressure on my body, I’m doing a slight rotation of the hips while trying to unsettle you. I take this opportunity to put my arms around you, trying to choke you with a guillotine in order to weaken you a little before taking the lead again in the fight.

Dream Breaker

I did not expect you to be this resilient and suddenly find enough strength to push me down from your chest. Your stamina is really surprising me when I feel your hands on my throat trying to cut my breathing.

I struggle to get your hands out of my throat and roll away from you, trying to gain some safe space between us that could give me a chance to recover. I turn on my back to see you better as I slowly start to get up from the floor holding my bruised throat.

Kad Royce

I managed to get you to let me go. You push me back so you can get up. I can see the tension in your body but also the fatigue. I am exhausted and my whole body is burning from your successive blows.

For a few seconds, I look at the ground and see this metal bar. I don’t know where it comes from. I don’t understand why I didn’t see it before, but I immediately realize that this is my chance.

While you are focused on your throat, I grab it as I try to get up before you. I rush over to throw a knee to your face, hoping to still have enough strength to drop you and plant this spike in your hand.

Dream Breaker

The taste of blood and adrenaline rushes into my mouth when your knee hits my face violently, sending me reeling back against the ground. I am dazed, and my nose is probably broken, but that is the least of my problems when a sharp pain hits my hand before I have time to blink my eye.

I turn to my blood-soaked face to see what was causing the pain, seeing how you just impaled my hand with a sharp metal rod. I scream and move my hand away. It is bleeding badly when the shape tip of the bar pierced my palm, shattering its thin, fragile bones and rendering my hand nearly useless.

“You’ll pay dearly for this, asshole. I’ll kill you for this,” I snarled at you from the ground as I slowly crawled away from you on my back.

Kad Royce

The sight of your bloodied hand, pierced by the metal arrow makes me want to finish you even bigger than before. Your face is covered in blood, your hand is red and all this makes me want to show you my fury even more.

I see you trying to turn your back on yourself to escape me. I pull the metal bar out of your hand and thrust it violently into the back of your thigh, telling you: "Where are you trying to leave, boss? You’ve never been taught that in this business; you never leave your teammate."

Dream Breaker

My screams are echoing on the walls of the empty room as the sharp rod pierces my right thigh from behind. I squirm around the bar like a worm in a fishing hook trying to get my leg free from your improvised weapon.

"You are too afraid to fight like a man? Need to use nasty tricks to save your ass?" I mock you feeling the warm blood slowly dripping out from the hole that the sharp bar did into my leg.

Kad Royce

I’m in a daze even though I’m punching holes in you like a sheet of paper. You keep provoking me and I think I really want to make you shut your big mouth indefinitely. I take back the bar and remove it from your leg to put it on your Adam’s apple.

I don’t press it much. Just enough for blood to drip down your neck. "Sorry, Alex! But I think your time is up. The best agent on earth will end up miserably... In fact, I think you’ll end up like you’ve always worked. Pitifully... You thought you were about to bring down the network... But you never understood that we were present everywhere... Your boss, your collaborators, your boyfriend... We all control."

Dream Breaker

"What do you mean? My boss? my boyfriend? They all are involved? They all are in your team? Fuck you! I don't believe any of your words", I scream and try to pry the bar away from my throat with my good hand while trying to send kicks to your ankles with my good foot.

Kad Royce

I see doubt invading you. I see you twisting like a worm. You manage to push my bar from your throat, but I keep it in hand and successively hit your good leg that tries to hit me, then your good arm that managed to push it away.

"Why was I hired? Why didn’t you have collaborators before me? Why do I know you have a boyfriend? Think, Alex. You’re done"

Dream Breaker

I can't think clearly anymore. The doubt is blurring my mind, and the pain is paralyzing my body when you make my good leg and arm useless. With the help of my elbows, I crawl away from you, knowing you are right behind me, holding that nasty weapon in your hand.

"There will be someone after me. Someone who will kill you and end your business. Someone who will destroy you!" I see your garrote in front of me and try to grab it with my broken hand. I might be wounded, but I haven't given up until I kill you.

Kad Royce

I see you crawling with increasing difficulty until you come across the string I tried to strangle you with earlier. For a few moments, I feel like I see a glimmer of hope in your eyes.

I already see myself enjoying making you lose it and my excitement is now visible in my body. I take the lance and before you grab the tourniquet, I stick it at the wrist in your injured hand. You immediately drop the string as I try to grab it before you.

Dream Breaker

My chest hits the floor violently when I feel your shoe landing hard between my shoulder blades, pinning me down. I struggle, trying to reach the metal wire when another sharp pain hits my wrist, cutting my attempt.

I can only observe how you calmly pick it up from the ground and add more pressure against my back to assure I can´t move a bit.

Kad Royce

You are now totally under my control. Your limbs are almost all perforated and my foot crushes your shoulder blades as I see your magnificent body almost undone. The garrote is no longer very far from me. While maintaining under my control.

I lower my foot so that my knee can now destroy your spine in order to catch the garrote." No one ever told you that it was wrong to want to steal your classmates' belongings". I take the garrote with both hands to pass it around your neck. My head is very close to yours now, I’m almost sitting on your back when I only have one goal: to be able to admire this beautiful face while you are about to lose consciousness.

Dream Breaker

I struggle the best I can trying to get my fingers under that metal wire that is slowly entering into my skin, cutting me breathing almost completely.

The veins on my temple and throat are bulging as if they were going to explode at any moment. But soon my attempts are getting weaker as I feel you just adding more pressure around my throat.

Kad Royce

I’m only focused on your face, which is losing all its colors. I feel my heart beating faster, my muscles more and more contracted, probably too strongly, more even than I would like.

The feeling of dominating you, of finally silencing you excites me to the point, and I feel my swelling completely tense. But you are for now my point of attention. Your eyes are less and less expressive, but you can still tell from them that mix of surprise, fear, and resistance.

Your facial muscles tense up, your jaw tightens, indicating that you’re still struggling. Your breath is missing. He will soon be completely absent even though my goal is not to kill you, just for you to lose consciousness.

Dream Breaker

There is no way I can get my fingers under the wire that is digging all the time deeper and deeper. I can feel you on my back, quiet and firm.

I try to reach you with my damaged hands to push you away, but I am getting weaker and weaker each second until I finally collapse limp under you. All around me gets dark.

Kad Royce

I see your body completely flabby but still as sexy. You don’t move anymore. I bend down towards you to make sure you’re still breathing. We are now alone in the building. I got rid of the security guards and I have my hands free to take care of you as you deserve.

I talk to you as if you could hear me, "I’m not going to kill you by strangling you, Alex. You deserve better than that. You are not the star of intelligence agents for nothing." I pull you by the feet to take you to the main hall of the building.

There is a conveyor belt that leads to the crushers for crushing non-compliant packages... This carpet starts on the ground and then slowly moves up to reach the grinders.

I’m tearing off your pants and sliding you onto the carpet. I can admire your magnificent ass. I undress while caressing my already stiff cock. I turn on the carpet as I jump on your back to start caressing the two beautiful globes on your ass.

Dream Breaker

As you release my throat while dragging me through the room, I slowly recover my breathing and regain my consciousness.

I am far too weak to struggle or even think about it when I feel your hands rubbing my muscular ass cheeks making my body jolt weakly. "What the fuck you think you are doing? Don't tell me you are some pathetic faggot!" I mock you quietly.

Kad Royce

You’re starting to wake up. I hope you’re too weak to fight it. But you’re not weak enough to call me a fag. I look at you and as I feel a kind of tenderness for your broken body, I tell myself that you deserve to understand that we don’t insult Kad without consequence.

I spread your legs a little as the mat moves forward. I put my stiff cock in your ass without any preparation, and I start to penetrate you in a wild way.

Dream Breaker

A deep but muffled moan escaped from my lips as you thrust your cock into my ass all in once until I feel your shaved balls slapping against my thick glutes.

My body jolts few times as I tilt my head back and try to shake my hips to get you out of my ass. "Oh, you cheap cheater.. get your pathetic cock out of me", I hiss

Kad Royce

You’re starting to struggle, but the moans coming out of your mouth make me think you’re enjoying yourself. I see our two bodies getting closer to the garbage disposal and I know that I don’t have much time left until it’s your last moment.

I change positions, continuing to pound your prostate while one of my feet rests on your spine to block your body.

Dream Breaker

To increase my humiliation, my cock grows hard between my abs and the mat as you keep on raping my ass, hammering your cock head brutally against my joynut.

My body starts to shake violently as I moan again and shoot a thick, abundant load of man cum under my abs. I only pray you didn't notice that as you are busy to drill your cock deeper inside me.

Kad Royce

I am focused on the pleasure I take in taking care of your prostate. But I can feel your ass reacting like you just gave up a bunch of cum. I can only make fun of you by saying "So in the end, Alex, do we like it? I actually wonder he’s the faggot here".

I keep going back and forth in your ass knowing that I am not far from experiencing extreme pleasure. My eyes remain fixed on the crushers. They are now close to your face. I think you didn’t realize it, but you risk being crushed right after I’ve given you a seed.

Dream Breaker

My body is still shaking after my cumload; my inner walls are wrapping in panic around your invading cock that is ripping my ass without any mercy. I lift my face from the mat, seeing the crusher blades getting closer and closer as the mat moves on slowly.

I raise my wounded hands place them on the mat front of me trying to push our bodies backwards, farther from the sure death, away from those sharp blades that are able to tear tanks to shreds.

Kad Royce

As we get closer to the blades of the crushers, I feel like I can’t hold on anymore. I begin to tremble, as a heartbreaking scream crosses the hall of this disaffected building.

I feel like the broken windows are shaking so much, this scream seems powerful to me as my jets of cum spout from my cock to crash against the walls of your ass.

I just have time to come out of you and jump off the mat to extinguish it while your hands are a few millimeters from the blades. I smile when I see the fear on your face. "You thought being crushed to pieces was a death worthy of the greatest internal security agent in the country," I tell you as I return to you as if suddenly I had become sympathetic again.

Dream Breaker

I'm immensely relieved to see how you turn off the conveyor belt just a few inches before I would have been crushed by those massive blades.

"Do you have something good in you after all?" I ask myself, listening to your words. But something, call it to instinct if you want, tells me you have something more in your mind, something I wouldn't like at all. I try to roll away from the belt as I see you getting closer to me.

Kad Royce

I see you trying to move. I smile at you and start laughing. "Alex, you’ve been pierced by my metal lance and by my personal lance. You still think you can escape me". As you are about to leave the mat, I grab your hair to keep you in position on the mat." You prefer to end up crushing."

I start caressing your cheek with my hand, telling you how much I enjoyed working with you. In my eyes, I don’t know what you can see except for a hint of madness that is taking up more and more space. Without you realizing it, I’m trying to put the garrote back around your throat to resume a choke.

Dream Breaker

Some of your cum is leaking out from my raped ass when I try to move my body. "Fuck you!" I murmur against the mat, answering to your mocking words when I feel your hands touching my cheek and neck.

"What the fuck is he doing? Is he going to rape me again", I think quietly trying to shake my body to push you away.

Kad Royce

I feel your body moving against mine. You are caught by a form of urgency, that of escaping me. But our destinies are sealed now, Alex. Or rather, I am the one who will replace you as the best agent of Homeland Security. Don’t worry. You will have the honor of the State, and I believe I will even ask that our floor be called by your name.

But I can no longer continue with you. Without realizing it, even though my actions are perfectly deliberate, I start to tighten the wire more and more tightly around your throat. I feel the drops of blood dripping on my hands. But that doesn’t stop me... It makes me want to go even further.

Dream Breaker

Suddenly I feel the thin metal wire around my neck again, digging deeper and deeper, eventually cutting the skin on my throat and biting deeper and deeper.

I don't know where I get all the strength to struggle and fight back when my body begins to writhe like hell, my broken fingers and hand trying to pry the wire out of my throat and my legs are kicking air.

But it's all futile. The sharp wire only gets tighter and tighter, cutting my breathing when it reaches my windpipe.

Kad Royce

My mouth is against your ear and I whisper to you: "Don’t worry, Alex... I will make a hero of you... You will probably even have a military medal and a beautiful ceremony in the service." The more I push the wire towards your trachea, the more resistance I feel, and the more blood starts to flow on my bare chest.

I try to use all my strength until it cracks. There is no more resistance and your head dwarfs from your body while my body is covered with blood geysers.

Dream Breaker

The wire keeps on entering deeper and deeper in my throat when it finally cuts my trachea, filling my windpipe with blood instantly. My eyes get widen and some strange sound gets out of my mouth together with a thick stream of blood.

I can hear you talking to me something as you keep on tightening the wire. I hear and feel a dry cracking sound when my vision suddenly moves upside down. For a short instant I see my headless torso and your blood covered face and chest... then there´s nothing..

Kad Royce

For a few moments, I remain silent, admiring your body still moving on its own. You get up, take a step, and then collapse. For a few moments, I thought it was a miracle... But no, you’re dead and my clan is protected for now.

I take your body and throw it on the carpet of the crusher so that you are reduced to crumbs and there is no trace left of all this. I do the same thing with your clothes, your mobile phone, and all the connected objects you had.

I clean the blood off my body and on the floor. Anyway, I eliminate all evidence. I get a letter opener from the office where we were earlier and open my chest deeply enough to give the impression that the fight was violent. Can I take out my mobile phone to call our manager.

He answers and I use my most frightened voice to explain to him that during our "excursion", I discovered that you were a traitor in the service of the criminal organization against which you were supposed to fight.

When I found out about the clues, you went crazy, you killed the two agents who were watching the place, and you tried to attack me. During an unfortunate movement, I threw you in the electric crusher.

And as I say these words, I start to cry as if I were in a state of traumatic shock. The manager tells me he’s sending a team to the scene. When he arrives, I can’t help but laugh. I take a second phone and send a text message to the clan leader: "The threat is over. I’m in the place."

THE END

Published: 2026-08-07, viewed 109 times.