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Of course, not tonight. Tonight I have to finish my financial statement analysis paper…

… and let my vibrator do its wonderful job while I mentally travel the world looking for someone to fuck me and growl in my ear in a different language.

ChapterThree

PERILOUS

Sleep comesin the form of nightmares, one wave after another, leaving the night to blend into the morning. Morning is infused with caffeine, and then after a couple hours in the gym, I shower and nap for a few hours. The nightmares then are lesser.

Those nightmares are of screams and the crackling of fire. The smell of hot gasoline, one flickering second away from total explosion. Yet that explosion never comes.

Which is why I’m able to sleep through those nightmares.

There’s a sudden feeling outside the dreamworld telling me that I’m being watched. My eyes pop open and I reach to my left, ready to use anything as a weapon.

I see the three of them standing at the edge of my bed, dressed in their robes, wearing their masks.

Tyrant, Demo, and Vic.

I take a deep breath as slow as I can, not wanting anyone in the world to know I’m capable of feelings. I stand up from my bed and offer my wrists, unsure if I’m being punished or not.

Tyrant pushes my wrists away. He turns and begins to walk. Demo and Vic follow. I have just enough time to grab a T-shirt and slide my feet into my boots. They’re left untied, no choice.

We exit my room, then the building, and begin our ascent to the old cathedral. Once there, I have the ability to tie my boots, then get into my robe and put on my mask.

The four of us are standing in a mostly dark room that smells like dust and cloves, waiting. Staring at a thick, velvet curtain, waiting for something to happen. When the curtain opens, it’s Luc motioning for us to enter the room.

His large throne waits for him. There are at least a dozen of theLegion’smembers standing all around the throne. We stand in a row, silent. Luc walks to his throne and sits.

A second later, a scream echoes to our right and a woman is thrown into the room. She’s naked, blindfolded, hands tied behind her back. She has small tits, jumpy, her nipples poking out like long pinky fingers.

Luc lifts a finger to his lips.

Shhh.

A figure walks into the room and up to the woman. He’s holding a thick leather belt in his hand. One swing from the belt and it cracks like summer thunder, striking just above the woman’s right ass cheek. There’s an instant welt and little specks of blood.

The woman falls to the floor. The man does it again, across the middle of her back. He grabs the woman’s hair and turns her around, standing over her.

He reaches down and quickly unzips his jeans and produces his cock. Long and semi-hard. He grabs the woman’s hair and lifts her.

“Your world has taught you comfort,” he says in a fake voice that’s deep. “Your world has given you thoughts of safety. Your world has offered nothing but lies. You are worthless. You are nothing. You are meant to be tortured and fucked. Right now all around you there are powerful men watching you. The most powerful men in the world. They want to see what you’re capable of before determining your fate.”

He pulls at the woman. She opens her mouth, eagerly awaiting for it to be filled with cock. To me, she’s too eager. She’s giving it away in a sense. The whole purpose of this is to be chased, tortured, fucked into submission. Battling yourself the entire time.

Her lips wrap around the man’s cock and she groans. The man pulls the back of her head with force, ramming his cock deep into her throat.

She gags. She throws up. But that doesn’t stop the scene from continuing.

And we all stand. In silence.

Listening to the naked woman gagging on her own vomit and the man’s cock.

I also have a feeling this isn’t the only reason we’ve been summoned to be here.

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After ejaculatingin her mouth and on her face, the man grabs the woman by her hair and drags her out of thePerg.This is a sacred room. That means whoever that was, they were either extremely powerful or a lot of money exchanged hands for that to happen.

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