Author: 唇亡齿寒 / Lips Gone, Teeth Cold
Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

Chapter 89
Joshua had been smelling the strong mixture of disinfectant and iodine until he struggled to open his eyes and found himself lying on a hospital bed. The room was entirely white—white ceiling, white walls, white sheets, and a white-clad self. Layers of bandages were wrapped around his body, and an IV was attached to his hand, though he no longer felt any pain, likely due to the analgesics.
He watched the fluid level in the IV bottle drop bit by bit until it was empty. The door to the room creaked open as if precisely timed, and a man in a white coat entered, pushing a trolley.
“Good day,” the man said in a deep voice. He looked about forty years old, maybe younger, maybe older; Joshua found it hard to discern the age of people in this era.
“Good day,” he replied hoarsely.
“My name is Yulinta. And you are?”
“Joshua.”
“I heard you killed Hewitt?” Yulinta skillfully replaced the IV bottle and then tapped on a series of complex machines nearby, obtaining Joshua’s current physical condition data.
“Yes.” Joshua curiously observed his every move. This was his first time encountering medical equipment from this era, wondering how it compared to his own. “Are you a doctor?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” Yulinta shrugged with a smile. He took a series of bottles and jars from the trolley and began to change Joshua’s bandages and apply medication. “And, coincidentally, the only doctor in this area. This is my clinic.”
“No wonder they’re so afraid of you.” Joshua could barely move and had to let Yulinta do as he pleased. The doctor’s movements were gentle, sometimes unexpectedly so. His hands lingered on Joshua’s private areas, making the young man feel uneasy.
‘I must be overthinking it,’ he thought. ‘The doctor is treating me. Touching is… normal.’
After finishing with the bandages, Yulinta gently stroked Joshua’s forehead, tracing from his brow to his nose, sliding over his lips, and lifting his chin to carefully examine his delicate face. “You’re a beautiful child.” The doctor breathed heavily. “I’ve never seen anyone more beautiful than you.”
Joshua’s heart pounded with fear, a sensation even killing had never induced. He had heard that some people had peculiar tastes, preferring young boys over voluptuous women. Could he have such bad luck to encounter one?
“Dr. Yulinta…?”
The man’s ambiguous caress stopped abruptly. He withdrew his hand, pushing the trolley away with a cold expression. Joshua sighed in relief. The doctor’s touch seemed to linger on his skin. He wanted to take a bath, wash away this strange feeling, but he couldn’t move. He thought, ‘I need to get better quickly so I can leave this place and go into space.’
When Dr. Yulinta came to change his bandages again, Joshua realized how wrong he was. After removing the bandages, the doctor didn’t immediately apply medication. Instead, his hands roved over Joshua’s skin, not just his cheeks but from his scarred chest to his slender waist and finally to that private area between his legs, thoroughly “examining” every part.
“You’re a good boy,” the doctor murmured. “Obey me. I’ll make you feel good.”
Joshua couldn’t resist. In this private clinic belonging to Dr. Yulinta, even if he screamed, no one would come to his aid. He had never experienced such treatment. His legs were forcibly spread, exposing his private parts to the doctor’s scrutinizing gaze. With tears in his eyes, he whimpered, “Doctor, please don’t…”
“Why not?” Yulinta applied some cold liquid to his rear, and a gloved hand carefully and precisely entered his body, eliciting a whimper from Joshua at the strange sensation.
“I saved your life, didn’t I?” The doctor’s voice was laced with lust. “Shouldn’t you repay me?”
“I… I’ll pay you…” He still had a chip with a thousand standard credits. Where was the chip now? In the pocket of his clothes. And the clothes? Where had the doctor put them?
“Can money buy life?” The doctor gasped. “You can only repay me with your body, right?”
Joshua wanted to answer “No”, but what came out was a miserable scream. The doctor forced his thick penis in and penetrated his body without hesitation.
Joshua felt that he was torn in half. His lower body was tortured repeatedly, and the pain filled his body and brain along the nerves. He couldn’t think of anything, couldn’t remember anything, and the only thought left was, so painful, so painful, so painful. In the end, he couldn’t even scream, and could only stare blankly at the ceiling. It was pale and empty, just like him.
After venting, the doctor regained his calm and composed appearance. He put on his pants, bandaged Joshua, caressed his cheek and said, “You’re a good boy. I like obedient children like you.”
Joshua didn’t answer. He didn’t know how to answer.
What happened next was a nightmare that would accompany Joshua forever and couldn’t be shaken off. Every day when he fell asleep, he prayed to God to let him sleep like this and never wake up, or to find himself still on the Boccaccio after waking up, and never landed on the planet called Benjamin. However, God didn’t answer his prayer.
Dr. Yulinta continued to violate him, about once every three days when his injuries hadn’t healed, once every two days after his injuries healed a little, and even every day to satisfy his lust on him. Sometimes Joshua’s lower body was really injured, and he couldn’t bear it, so he forced the boy to give him oral sex, stuffed his penis that stood up from the thick hair into the boy’s mouth, and forced him to swallow the smelly liquid after finishing.
After Joshua recovered, Yulinta was afraid that he would resist, so he tied him to the bed. But the doctor soon found that there was no fun in this way, because the boy always rejected him silently with a stiff posture. So he thought of a new way to inject Joshua with muscle relaxants, so that he didn’t have to tie him up, and he could let the boy do whatever he wanted, which meant that Dr. Yulinta could play more tricks.
Because Joshua had been lying in bed and couldn’t even defecate and urinate on his own, the doctor inserted a catheter into him. This special catheter was connected to an electrode and inserted deep into the boy’s tender urethra. When Joshua made him unhappy (such as trying to bite him during a kiss), the doctor would turn on the electrode and let the current flow into the boy’s body from the most vulnerable part of the human body, making him scream in pain and cry for mercy. Every time he did this, Yulinta was extremely happy. If he hadn’t been concerned about Joshua’s body, he would have made the music composed by this scream a part of his daily life.
After this inhumane torture lasted for a while, Joshua’s body gradually developed drug resistance, so Dr. Yulinta changed to another drug. This time, when the drug was injected into the blood vessels, Joshua didn’t feel weak as usual, on the contrary, he felt great. When the doctor violated him, he tried to move his fingers and found that he could control his body.
Dr. Yulinta was immersed in the joy of abusing others and didn’t notice this at all. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Joshua’s brain worked rapidly, as if his spirit had been separated from his scarred body. He guessed that he had a certain resistance to the new medicine. Perhaps the medicine was designed for the physique of modern people, and Joshua himself was “an ancient man from two thousand years ago”, and his physique was very different from that of modern people, so the medicine had no effect on him.
Regardless of the reason, the result was the same. Joshua was no longer a slave to the medicine. He had regained his strength!
He turned his head and saw a set of knives of different sizes on the cart pushed by the doctor. Sometimes Yulinta would use them to cut Joshua’s bandages, and sometimes he would use them to directly cut the boy’s body. Now, those knives were going to turn against their master.
When the doctor ejaculated in him with satisfaction and immersed in the pleasure of orgasm, Joshua suddenly stood up, grabbed the scissors closest to him, and stabbed the doctor’s neck!
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