“You have to convince him to find a new girl. Or suggest something else to Gorside. Use whatever leverage you have!” Leo sat down on the couch and looked out the window. “I don’t think that landscape is real,” he said offhandedly. Olivia moved to the glass. It looked real to her. Leo continued. “I don’t believe this castle of tortures could be laying amidst such beautiful land. I don’t know where we are, or what the surrounding lands look like, but I don’t believe this view.” Olivia craned her neck, trying to see to the East and West. Lush, beautiful land for as far as she could see. A beautiful setting sun.
“I think we need to move faster. I think we need to bump up our timetable.” Leo was on his feet again and Jeff and Frederick were moving closer. Leo took Olivia’s hand again. This time he noticed the number eight burned into her skin. “What the hell?” he growled. Olivia tried to pull her hand away, but Leo turned it over so he could better study her wrist. “They branded you,” he accused angrily.
“It’s fine,” Olivia said, finally wrenching her hand free.
“It’s not fine!”
“What were you going to say before? About out timetable?” she asked, trying to distract him. Nothing could be done about her wrist now.
Leo shook his head. “I want to talk about your wrist!”
“Leo, you said we need to move faster. Let’s focus.”
Leo sighed. “Maybe a week. No more than that. We’re running out of time.” He paused. “It’s going to be okay, Olivia. I’m going to get us out of here.”
The elevator doors began to open and Leo dropped her hand. Olivia turned quickly to look out the window. “Let’s go you filthy animals,” came Michael’s nasty voice. “I have to take you all the way back down.”
The three monsters made their way into the elevator and once the doors had shut, Olivia turned back around. She missed Leo already. He had a calming effect on her. She didn’t know why, but she trusted him completely. A few minutes later, her time was up and Olivia nearly wept when she saw it was Samuel come to collect her. He gave her a small smile, but it was awkward after their earlier sexual encounter. Which Olivia had enjoyed. Without any drugs.
As soon as the elevator doors closed, Olivia turned to Samuel. “I need your help.”
Samuel looked surprised, and then almost happy. “Anything.”
“Nae is worried that Gorside may try to take me from Rurik now. Or share me. Since he’s lost Emily, he’s going to need a new sex slave.”
Samuel’s face twisted in horror and Olivia knew that the idea had never crossed his mind. “He can’t! He’s a thousand times worse than Rurik! I can’t even believe Emily lasted as long as she did!” Samuel paused. “I can do it. I can find someone new.”
Olivia nodded, but her conscience was getting the best of her. “Except, how can we do that, Samuel? How can we subject someone else to this torture? Rip another person away from their lives?”
Samuel shook his head resolutely. “We have to.”
“But isn’t there another option? Something else we could do?”
Samuel raked his hands through his hair. They were running out of time; the elevator was almost on Olivia’s floor. The elevator pinged, letting them know they were on her floor. Samuel pushed Olivia out and began walking her to her room. “I’ll think of something,” he said out of the corner of his mouth. “For now, let’s hope he’s satisfied with nymphs. I’ll go up and remind him of the spells they can do. That should get him excited for them.”
Olivia nodded gratefully. Just as Samuel was about to lock her in for the night, she reached out and grabbed his hand. Samuel looked startled. His hand felt warm in her own hands. “Thank you,” she whispered.
* * *
The following two days passed without incident, though Olivia still felt that she was walking around holding her breath. She kept waiting to be summoned for Gorside, but the silver lining was that Rurik seemed even more possessive of her. Perhaps he too was nervous about her being stolen for his father. Olivia had seen Leo in the Rec Room two nights ago. She had been worried when she didn’t see him last night. But the redhead had been back, reading Little Women.
“Was there anyone else here before me?” Olivia had asked worriedly.
The redhead had seemed surprised that Olivia spoke to her, but she had answered with boredom, “A wolf.”
Olivia had relaxed; Leo had been here, only their times hadn’t crossed. That morning, Olivia had felt like Nae was acting more normal since Emily’s death. She had been moping and snapping at Olivia, but today she seemed re-energized. Like every morning, Olivia was deposited to Calista and Daphne’s care. The number eight on her wrist was finally starting to heal, though it still made Olivia sick when she looked at it.
“Tell us about your painting,” Calista said, smiling.
“We heard you were a painter,” Daphne added.
“Who told you that?” she asked with surprise.
“Nae saw some of your artwork in the Rec Room. She said you were great.”
Olivia beamed with pride. “Thanks. I miss it. I hope someday I can paint again.”
Daphne and Calista exchanged sad looks. Olivia had learned by now. People didn’t leave here. But she was going to be the exception. Within a half hour, Olivia was primped and ready to go. Today she was dressed in a slinky black dress, which hugged her curves and left little to the imagination. Her hair was piled on top of her head with a few stray tendrils hanging down. It was a bit of a departure from what Rurik preferred, but Olivia thought nothing of it. Samuel came for her and as he led her up the staircase, he whispered quietly to her.
“I think I have found a small fix for now. I’m not sure how long it will last.” Olivia looked quizzically at him, but Samuel shook his head, not wanting to explain further. They reached Rurik’s door and Samuel led her inside, seating her on the couch. He went searching for Rurik and brought him to Olivia. With a pained look, Samuel left Olivia alone with the monster.
“You look very sexy today,” Rurik said admiringly. Olivia’s stomach turned. “Wearing a dress like that makes you look like such a whore. And do you know what whores do?” he asked softly. Olivia paused, afraid of the answer. “They suck cock.” Rurik held his gnarled hand out to Olivia and she had no choice but to take it and let him lead her to the bedroom.
Once in the bedroom, Rurik pushed Olivia down to her knees and he reached between his thighs, rubbing at the nub that lay between them. Olivia watched in disgust as the mass between his legs began to grow. Rurik groaned softly to himself as he stroked his cock, closing his eyes and moving up and down his shaft with quick strokes. Olivia’s nostrils filled with the fresh scent of lavender mixed with a touch of sweet and she inhaled gratefully, welcoming the numbing relief that would make the afternoon tolerable.
She could feel the drug moving through her insides, warming and relaxing her body. She eyed Rurik’s cock with a new perspective and she licked her lips hungrily, aching to wrap her delicate lips around the massive cock before her. She knew she could never stretch her mouth fully around him, but she was going to try her best to encase his tip. Rurik looked at her through heavy eyelids as he pushed his throbbing mass at her face. Olivia moved towards him, planting soft kisses along his thick shaft, trailing her lips up to his base and then back to his tip. Rurik groaned gutturally and pushed his hips hard at Olivia’s face, his cock bumping into her.
Olivia couldn’t help but writhe as she wrapped her hands around Rurik’s cock, stroking him up and down and feeling his solidness under her fingers. Cradling him in her hands, she brought her mouth to him and ran her tongue along him, tracing his bumps. He felt so thick and so strong and she couldn’t help but moan softly, she took so much pleasure from pleasuring him. She moved to his tip, kissing and sucking at his skin and then opened her mouth wide, determined to wrap her mouth around him. She slowly began to encase his tip, and she moaned happily as she continued to push onto his cock. She widened her mouth further until she couldn’t take any more
of him. She flicked her tongue against him, and teasingly pulled off him, before sucking him again.
Rurik groaned deep in his throat, and this time he grasped her hair, mussing it up as he tangled his fingers in it. Olivia began to move faster and she felt Rurik twitch inside her. Just as he was about to come, a loud banging came on the door. “Rurik!” a voice bellowed.
Rurik roared angrily, yanking himself out of Olivia’s mouth. Olivia sat on the floor in shock. She watched Rurik move towards the door and she writhed on the floor unhappily, desperately wanting Rurik to come in her mouth. Seconds later, Rurik came storming into the room with Gorside following behind. Olivia shrank back against the bed, terrified. What could Gorside be doing here?
“What do you want with her?” Rurik asked possessively.
“That’s not your concern,” Gorside snarled, “I need her. You can have her back tomorrow.”
“She’s mine!” Rurik snarled.
“I gave her to you!”
“No!” Olivia cried as Gorside yanked her to her feet. Gorside dragged her out of the room and pushed her up the staircase back to his room. Olivia tried to fight him but Gorside was too strong. Gorside’s door was already open and he threw Olivia into her room. Her body slammed against the wall and she slumped to the floor, dazed. She stumbled to her feet, but Gorside was gone. Panicked, she ran towards the door, but it burst open and Gorside came in dragging Samuel. Alarmed, Olivia backed up. Had Gorside figured out that Samuel had feelings for Olivia? Were they in trouble?
“Here!” Gorside said, pushing Samuel towards Olivia. Olivia and Samuel looked at Gorside with confusion. “Samuel pleased me greatly. He found a tincture that has increased my arousal tenfold! Only the nymphs have been able to satisfy my needs,” he said proudly.
Olivia looked at Samuel and Samuel looked away. So Samuel had figured out a way to keep Gorside from Olivia, yet in this strange twist of events, Samuel’s reward was Olivia. “Go on,” Gorside said gruffly, “Have her, Samuel. She is your prize.”
“Thank you,” Samuel said quickly.
“I will watch,” Gorside stated, taking a seat in a worn armchair in the back of the bedroom. Olivia took a deep breath, trying to wrap her head around this new change of events. She was beyond grateful that she wasn’t forced to have sex with Gorside, yet sex with Samuel would be awkward. But as Samuel advanced slowly towards her, Olivia let her inhibitions drop. It was better than having to fuck a monster, and she might as well try to enjoy herself.
“I’m sorry,” Samuel whispered as he moved closer to Olivia. He took her hands and led her to the bed.
“Don’t be. It’s not your fault. I have you to thank that it’s not Gorside right now.” Samuel nodded quietly. Olivia fell back on the bed, spreading her legs for Samuel.
“Oh, Olivia,” Samuel groaned, and Olivia saw it all in his eyes. His lust, need, and desire for her. Olivia didn’t feel the same depth of feelings that Samuel felt, but he was handsome and kind and she had no other choice. Samuel descended on her, settling his torso between her thighs and resting his chest against her own chest.
“Olivia, I’ve dreamed of this,” he whispered, kissing her softly.
The kiss was so different. It wasn’t slimy or repulsive, and Olivia kissed Samuel back. She knew her feelings didn’t run as deep, but it felt good. Samuel’s soft lips moved against her, and she parted her own lips, letting Samuel’s eager tongue slide inside her mouth. Olivia felt her breath quicken and she kissed Samuel harder.
Samuel groaned in response to Olivia’s enthusiasm, kissing her back equally hard. His hands tangled in her hair and then travelled down her bare arms. He picked up her arms and wrapped them around his neck. Olivia caught on, wrapping them around his neck and grinding against him. Samuel left her mouth and began to kiss hungrily down her neck, pulling her dress down over her breasts. Olivia gasped as the cold air hit her breasts and she felt her nipples harden. Samuel wrapped his mouth around her breast, sucking and tugging as he made her nipple even harder.
Olivia writhed under Samuel, and he quickly moved further south, pushing Olivia’s legs wide open. He wasted no time, bringing his mouth to her sensitive flesh and assaulting her with hard kisses, pulling on her outer lips with his mouth. Olivia hardly thought of how she hadn’t been wearing panties, and instead she arched her back as she received Samuel’s pleasure. Samuel split her lips apart and moved onto her clit, flicking it with his tongue and gently tugging on it with his teeth. Olivia’s breath came faster and she trembled under Samuel’s touch, desperate for more. Samuel began to work with his hands along with his tongue, and Olivia felt the familiar building deep within her. Samuel thrust his tongue into her hot, wet opening and Olivia came for him, panting and shouting his name as she quaked beneath him.
Samuel continued to eat her pussy, sucking at her wetness. Olivia pushed up at Samuel, wanting to return the favor, and Samuel groaned with happiness as he fell onto his back. Olivia crawled on top of him and tugged at his pants. Samuel made a noise deep in the back of his throat as his cock sprang free from the restraints of his pants. Olivia studied it, feeling her desire build within her. She craved Samuel, much like the way she craved Rurik when she was under drugs. She didn’t love Samuel, but she desired his body in a way she had never allowed herself with anyone.
She took Samuel’s cock into her mouth, feeling the weight and thickness of him resting inside her. She flicked her tongue against him, and slowly began moving her mouth down his shaft. Samuel groaned again and put his hands on Olivia’s head as he gently guided her up and down the length of him. Olivia pushed Samuel deep into her mouth, and Samuel let out a small cry of pleasure. Gripping his shaft with her hand, she began to move up and down along him as she stroked him too. Her other hand went down to his balls and she squeezed them gently.
“I don’t want to come in your mouth,” Samuel gasped, quickly pulling himself out and flipping Olivia deftly onto her back. Roughly, Samuel shoved Olivia’s dress up, and grabbed his cock as he moved between her thighs.
“Tell me I can enter you, Olivia. Please,” he pleaded.
“Yes,” Olivia panted, “Yes!”
In one swift movement Samuel pushed deep inside her, filling her with his girth. Olivia cried out loudly, her scream one of pleasure and surprise. She felt Samuel against every inch of her, and she accommodated him in the most intimate of ways. Slowly, he pulled out and then pushed back in again. He stayed inside her this time, swiveling his hips so Olivia could feel all of him. Olivia tossed her head from side to side, moaning as Samuel thrust into her again and again. So this is what it felt like with a human inside her. The fit was just right and he rubbed her just the right way. It wasn’t the rough, animalistic way that Rurik shoved his too-big cock inside her.
Samuel began to move faster, his breath hitching, and Olivia lifted her hips to meet his quick thrusts. “Olivia,” Samuel choked. The next second Olivia felt Samuel jerk and pulse within her and then he was moaning her name, shaking and driving into her as he came. Olivia followed, whimpering as she came, her body rocking beneath Samuel. They each finally stilled, sweaty and panting in each other’s arms. Olivia had forgotten all about Gorside until he howled loudly, causing Olivia and Samuel to jump. Olivia looked over in time, just to see Gorside’s foul cock twitch and then begin to spew dark, chunky semen.
Repulsed, Olivia turned away and Samuel helped shield her so she couldn’t see. Once Gorside had finally finished he sat back in his chair, a glazed look coming over his eyes. Neither Olivia nor Samuel moved. Finally, Gorside began to stir. “Get up!” he barked at Olivia and Samuel. They scrambled up, reaching for their clothes and covering themselves. “Out!” Gorside bellowed.
Moving as fast as their legs would carry them, Samuel and Olivia bolted for the door, not stopping until they found themselves in the stairwell. Panting and laughing at the same time, they exchanged shy glances as they pulled their clothes back on. The entire situation felt ridiculous. “Olivia, that was amazing,” Samue
l breathed.
Olivia blushed, feeling self-conscious and also guilty that she didn’t share Samuel’s strong feelings for her. “Thank you for that,” she told Samuel.
They stood there looking at one another until Samuel shifted on his feet and awkwardly cleared his throat. “I guess I should take you down to your room,” he said.
“Yes,” she said quickly. She followed him down in silence. Samuel led her to her room and unlocked the door. “Samuel,” Olivia said suddenly, “I’m sorry I don’t feel the same way about you.”
Samuel gave a small shrug. “It’s okay. I can live with that. And now I have today to remember.” Olivia nodded and gave him a small wave as he shut her door.
* * *
A few hours later, Olivia was fed and showered, thanks to Nae. She had been certain that she wouldn’t have any Rec Room time, but somehow Rurik had granted her some. It was only a half hour, so he must be angry that she was taken from him today, but he was still pleased enough with her overall that he allowed her that time. Nae took Olivia upstairs, and she saw a few unknown prisoners milling about the Rec Room. Back in the corner was Leo, with either Jeff or Frederick, Olivia couldn’t remember who was who. Not wanting to attract the attention of the other prisoners, Olivia moved discreetly towards the back of the room, lingering by the art table and picking up a notepad and colored pencils.
Olivia sat on the floor by Leo and began sketching. She could see his furry haunches move and he peered over her to see her sketch. “Very nice,” he murmured.
“My favorite park on campus.”
“I have great news,” Leo said and this time Olivia couldn’t help looking up at him. She started just a bit, she didn’t know if she could ever get used to his beastly look, and she wondered how in the world he would be able to live among humans. Leo paused. “I got into the vault.”
Olivia froze, her green pencil hovering above the pad. She had no idea where or what the vault was, but she was sure it had to be difficult, especially if Mastiv was being kept there. “How?” she whispered.
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