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Under Your Boot, Under Your Power

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He turned against those he cared about the most in a feeble attempt to protect them all.

On that day Minato made a deliberate choice to wear a mask of loyalty to the man who ruined his life. Even if it meant he’d never have any moment of peace. Even if it meant he would be constantly reminded of the moment where everything went downhill— when he lost those he cared about.

How each and every life that was lost that day was all his fault. An entire generation of up and coming alchemists wiped off the map, all because he made the wrong choice.

The air in the room was tense as Minato walked through the door. He had failed yet another mission. As he began to kneel, his thoughts started to race, all he could think about was what was going to happen. The methods by which he could be punished. Geryon could easily kill him right now for his continued mistakes.

He continued to fall in battle to those he once taught. Spanner had even recently become a Kamen Rider, which only added another thorn into Geryon’s side. Even though that was part of Minato’s plan in the first place.

Death could come to him within moments. And why wouldn’t it? Failure was not an option for Geryon, it never was. Minato knew better than anyone else how committed he was to his twisted goals. The lengths he could and would go to so he could see them through and bring them forth into reality.

Minato began to panic. If his life ended now, how could he protect them—

“Look at me, Minato.” Geryon’s voice cut through and silenced the noise that roared inside of his head.

He looked up. And hoped that his expression was void of any emotion, and his eyes weren’t trembling. To show any signal of fear right now would be a grave mistake. But the beat of his heart began to become rapid no matter what he did.

“Sir?”

Geryon looked down at him from his chair. The silence was deafening. His expression was unamused as he idly played with that golden cube in his hand. It shined underneath the dim lights of the classroom, which made it even more impossible to ignore.

Whenever Minato had to see that damned cube he felt like he was going to throw up and Geryon knew this. All of the baggage that was forever tied to that object. Everything that cube symbolized.

The mistake he made that day; the wrong choice that he picked.

It was definitely another way to show his power over Minato, and it always worked without fail.

Minato felt he could barely keep himself together. A frequent feeling he had ever since Geryon entered the classroom for the first time in a decade. But he had to. Even if what bound him together was haphazard and had a weak foundation. There was no other option.

Geryon then finally spoke, “What do you have to say for yourself?”

“I’m sorry, sir.” Minato looked down towards the floor. Feeling some relief that both the cube and Geryon’s gaze were now out of sight. Even if only for a moment. “I won’t fail you next time.”

“That’s right.” Geryon got out of his chair and made his way over to him. Each of his steps echoing across the walls of the room. “You won’t.”

Before Minato could react, that was when one of Geryon’s shoes stepped onto his crotch. Hard. Though not as hard as Minato would have expected from him, at least not yet.

A sharp rush of pain made shock waves through him. He flinched and whimpered. Minato could feel his hips tremble and small tears begin to well up at his eyes as the pain made its way through his body. Everything he felt before was gone, all there was now was the feeling of how much this hurt. How much he wanted to cry.

Though among all of those feelings there were twinges of pleasure that were created because of that very pain. He could feel himself starting to get hard as Geryon’s shoe pressed down further. It was something he felt shame over, especially since it was Geryon who was making him feel this way.

But Minato couldn’t deny that those feelings were there nonetheless.

Geryon began to grind his shoe down, those platforms pushing even deeper onto his cock. He smirked and was aware of what Minato felt inside. He made sure to savor every moment of this demonstration of dominance. The sight of Minato whimpering under his shoe and trembling beneath him on the floor was delicious. It was ingrained into Geryon’s memories from here on out.

“Do you know what happens to those who don’t meet my expectations?” He added just a bit more pressure to get his point across as he glared down at Minato.

He could barely speak as he grit his teeth from the additional pressure. But Minato mustered up the strength to respond. If he was quiet, it’d only make things worse. “Those who fail will be disposed of without hesitation.” He choked out.

“Yes. They will.”

Geryon stepped down even harder than before. His smirk only became wider as Minato continued to whimper. Hot tears began to roll down his cheeks and dropped onto the tile of the classroom floor.

“I could very well kill you right now. I don’t have the patience for failure.” Geryon raised his leg, Minato took in a quick breath feeling a sense of relief. But it only lasted a second— since Geryon then fiercely stomped on Minato’s half-bulge. The heel of his shoe dug down, grinding into his dick once again.

For a split second everything went white for Minato. A scream echoed through the room as he collapsed to the floor and writhed in pain. It didn’t take long for him to begin to properly sob.

Geryon crouched down, and looked straight at Minato as he roughly grabbed his face. Minato could feel his fingers dig into his skin as he was pulled up from the ground. Minato saw a deranged, almost gleeful look in Geryons’ eyes as he gazed at him.

It was unsettling. As many things about Geryon were.

“However, I will spare you. This time. Another mistake and those bright futures you care so much about will all come to an end without a second thought.” Then Minato was thrown down back onto the floor.

He couldn’t move for a few moments. Both from the intense pain, but also the sadness he felt begin to eat away at him from the inside. But as much as he wanted to lay there and rot in his sorrow, he couldn’t just lie on the floor forever. Geryon wouldn’t tolerate that either. Slowly Minato got up, and bowed. “Yes sir.” He proceeded to leave the room.

As he went through the hall, Minato could feel how his dick was still half hard from Geryon’s rough treatment. That feeling of shame began to form once again. It was even more intense than the last time. Was it from the pain, or the fact that Geryon caused this? Or was it both?

He could figure that out later. Or not… probably not. There was enough on his mind already as he continued to keep up this act. Serving under Geryon took a massive toll on him, both mentally and physically. This was just another thing to push away and neglect to reflect on further for what very little of his sanity was left. But this was the choice that he had made.

Hopefully this time it was the right one.

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