Ava continued to stare about the room, taking in the dark wood table, the fireplace, the ornate chairs and an ancient looking desk. She noticed a glowing light in the corner of the room, and she moved towards it for a closer look. She pulled a curtain aside and gasped. There were nearly a dozen small TVs, each one broadcasting live stream from around the castle. Ava recognized the Monsters’ Lair, along with the fuck space in the middle, as well as the dining room where she had eaten breakfast and watched other women have sex with the beast.
There were also other rooms and areas that Ava didn’t recognize. So this was how The Overlord watched over his castle? She heard a noise from the far side of the room and she quickly scurried back to the sofa. A shadow moved within the room and Ava felt the hair on the back of her neck rise.
“Ava,” the cold voice said softly and her named rolled of his tongue as if he were speaking to a lover.
She shuddered.
The man, or should she say monster, came into view and Ava had to force herself from not turning her head away and crying out with shock and disgust. He was tall and deathly pale, his skin a sallow gray with flecks of black and white. His arms and legs were thick and solid looking, and he had a broad torso that looked as if it were made from decaying marble. Two wretched wings sprung from the center of his back, and his face was hard to put into words. The monster was some type of living gargoyle. His eyes were human, and a deep gray, but that was where the comparisons ended. His chin was pointy and his lips a gaunt black. His cheeks were sunken in, and his ears were large and pointy, protruding up and away from his head. Two small horns sat on top of his head, making him look the demon that he was.
With a small gasp Ava realized he resembled the crumbling gargoyles outside the fortress.
“I am The Overlord,” he whispered, his voice rasping as he spoke.
“Do you have a real name?” Ava asked, unable to stop herself.
The Overlord titled his head as if studying her. “I do.”
“Are you going to share it?”
“No.”
“Why am I here?”
“I summoned you.”
Ava had to fight the urge to roll her eyes. If this monster was going to fuck her or kill her, she just wished he would get on with it already. Her hopes of escaping and making it back to Drew were vanishing by the second.
The Overlord moved towards her, his eyes running over her appreciatively. He stroked one of his horns absentmindedly. Standing behind the couch he ran a cold hand along her shoulders, skimming over the bare skin exposed on her back.
“Yes, you are perfect,” he murmured.
Ava shuddered again with repulsion.
“I have been waiting for a human like you. You will be my pet, cucciola mia.”
Ava bristled at the tender Italian phrase. Such a phrase was meant for lovers, not for this monster to say to her.
“I will take you for my own. I will fuck you until I own you and you will do as I say. I will watch you fuck other monsters for my enjoyment and you will please me by obeying. You will enjoy fucking these hideous creatures and you will love the pleasure it brings me. When they are finished with you, I will take you again, reminding you that you are mine. If you are truly lucky, I will breed you and you will grow my seed in your belly. I will treat you like a princess when we are alone so long as you act a whore when we mate.”
Ava’s stomach churned at his words, and she turned her head so he wouldn’t see her tears. The Overlord sat beside her, gently tipping her chin to face him.
“Do you like this arrangement, Ava the Human?”
“No,” Ava said in a small voice, turning away again.
The Overlord smiled an ugly smile. “But you will. Soon you will beg me to fuck you. Beg me to push my rock-hard cock into your warm, soft pussy. And it will be an honor.”
Ava shook her head stubbornly, wanting to be anywhere but here.
“But first we must get you ready. First we must make you desire me more than the air that you breathe.”
Ava watched The Overlord skeptically as he moved towards the dining table in the center of the room. Ava had no idea how eating was going to help get her in the mood.
He looked at her wickedly.
Ava suddenly remembered that after she ate breakfast she had felt uncontrollably aroused while watching the beast fuck the women. She was so aroused that she had touched herself and begged the beast to fuck her too.
Cold realization hit her. The food was laced. Something was in the food that made the women want to have sex with these monsters, some type of aphrodisiac.
Ava’s stomach grumbled and she was sickened by her hunger.
The Overlord had found the perfect solution.
The women needed to eat. Otherwise they would starve. So in their desperate desire to fill their bellies, they were filling themselves with poison that made them crave rough, animalistic sex.
The Overlord pulled out a chair as servers carried in platters of mouth-watering food.
“First we eat.”
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The following is an excerpt from another episode in The Overlord's Depraved Tales series – The Beasts' Breeding Dungeon 2
Ava and Michelle are trapped inside the ancient castle Valanya, a dungeon of sexual depravity and despair ruled by The Overlord. The Overlord is an evil beast whose insatiable hunger for sexual gratification is matched only by his appetite for cruelty. Michelle has been thrown to the grotesque horde, however He's taken a special interest in Ava, and his desire for her to be his personal slave and sexual pet is surely a death sentence.
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She thought briefly of Mia and escaping this horrible place, but she knew that right now the only thing she wanted to do was eat and then let The Overlord have his way with her.
“Eat, eat,” he encouraged.
Ava continued to eat her food, barely tasting it as she imagined the thick cock that would be inside her soon enough. Her hormones were raging and she wanted to crawl out of her skin from her intense desire.
“I think you’ve had enough, cucciola mia. Come to me.”
“Yes, Master.”
Ava slipped out of her chair and made her way to The Overlord. He scooted his chair back and stood, quickly spinning Ava around. With one powerful movement of his arm, he swept the plates off the table and he pushed Ava down on the hardwood.
Ava was bent over, with her face pressed into the table. She was panting loudly from her arousal and she felt The Overlord move behind her.
“I like you like this,” he breathed, “Submissive and bent over my table. You want to please me, don’t you Ava?”
“Yes!” she gasped.
“Yes, good answer. Very good answer indeed.” He moved his rough fingers against her exposed legs. “I just can’t decide how I want to fuck you.”
Ava moaned loudly and The Overlord moved behind her, slowly pushing his hips against her and driving her wild.
“Do I want to fuck you first like this, bent over my table like a whore? Or do I want you spread across my bed with your pretty pink pussy wide and open? Or maybe I tie you up in my dungeon and fuck you while you stand?”
“Argh!” Ava cried, “Please! I don’t care! Just fuck me!”
The Overlord chuckled darkly. “Oh, sweet Ava. Your tight little pussy isn’t ready for me yet. I have to make you ripe for me, first. Otherwise it will hurt and I want you to enjoy this as much as I will.” He bent over her and ran his hands along her front, pushing her thighs apart. His hands grazed against her inner thighs and then met her underwear. He pushed them to the side and began moving his gray fingers against her.
“Yes,” she moaned as he began to stroke her pussy. With one hand he spread her open, and his other hand rubbed her up and down before
making small strokes against her clit.
“I love how human females have these sweet nubs,” he whispered, toying with her clit. “Yours is so full and swollen. That lets me know how much you desire me. How much you want my monster cock in you.”
“Yes, Master!”
The following is an excerpt from another episode in The Overlord's Depraved Tales series – The Beast's Breeding Chamber 2
Three girls traveling to Europe for their high school graduation present seek sexual thrills that turn out to be much more than they bargained for. The Overlord's hunger for tight human female flesh is insatiable and his horde of disgusting beasts are just as hungry. The girls each enter a world of dark, depraved, demeaning sexual fantasy.
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Sydney felt the Master’s hand clamp down hard on the back of her neck. He lifted her bodily from his cock and held her over him. With the precision and fury of a marksman out for blood, the Master came mightily onto Sydney’s confused and elated face. His seed sprayed from his stiff cock, coating her face, her tits, her entire body. She was bathed in his semen, the shower falling heavy and fast. She opened her mouth, desperately lapping up the droplets as best she could. She needed to keep some part of him inside of her, no matter how small. Maybe then, she would have a chance at happiness after this horrific, wonderful affair.
Spent, the Master fell back hard against the rug, tossing Sydney aside like a used rag. She lay very still for a long moment, soaking up the layers of cum that were already drying and caking against her skin. She thought that if she stayed very still, lay there like an obedient girl, he would let her stay there in his company forever. She realized that that was the only place she ever wanted to be—there at his side to be used, torn, thrown, whatever he wanted. She wondered if that was the poison talking, or if she had really found the key to her eternal happiness.
“It’s just the poison,” the Master grunted, as if reading her mind, “You’ll see that in a moment.”
“What?” Sydney said, not comprehending. The warmth of the fire began to fade, though the flame raged on. Slowly, her fingers began to tingle, as if coming back to life after being asleep. The pinpricks of sensation spread across her entire body.
“What’s happening to me?” she asked, alarmed, as the unbearable sensation spread across her chest and back.
“You’re coming to,” the master said. Sydney glanced toward him wildly and felt her breath catch in her throat. He was changing before her eyes. His hair seemed to be growing longer, his cheeks were hollowing out. Even his form, the shape of him, was shifting as she watched.
“Help me,” she pleaded, “Master, help me!”
He turned to face her, and Sydney’s blood ran cold. There before her was no master at all, but another monster like the others. The Master’s true form was revealing itself as the potion wore away.
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