Page 88 of Justyce
I feel sick to my stomach, ashamed that I’ve fallen so low I’m willing to allow this sicko to do what he’s about to so I can put some food and water in my stomach. I don’t have the energy to fight right now, even though my insides are screaming for me to do just that.
I gulp and the disgust crawls up my throat threatening to spew out all over Draconis. He quirks an eyebrow and I nod once.
He shoves his dick in my mouth and I gag, because I swear I can taste the juices of whoever he fucked before coming here.
He chortles, “Can you taste my sweet slave on your tongue?”
His image blurs behind building tears, but I keep them at bay, not wanting to give him the satisfaction to see me cry again. I don’t want his dick in my mouth at all and the feelings of loss of control slithers in. I’m at a fucking debased crossroad and it’s not one I fancy.
I try and think of something else, something to take my mind off what’s happening to me, but Draconis fierce grip on each side of my face and the way he wretches my head down on his cock doesn’t give me a moments reprieve.
Choking on his cock, tears stream down my face at the feeling of his dick spasming while the acrimonious taste infiltrates through my nose and mouth.
The taste of his cum paired with his salty, fishy fuck fest has me gagging and clenching my eyes shut. Something comes over me and I snap, his warning long forgotten and I clamp down and bite his dick.
“You stupid fucking whore!” Draconis slams the butt of the knife against my head and I wail out in pain. Black spots form behind my retinas.
My hand instantly moves to the spot he hit. I rub the bump forming on my skull and when I pull away to look down at my palm, I see blood coating it.
“I warned you. Now it’s time to pay, you stupid cunt.”
Forcing my eyes to look at his dick, I notice my teeth marks embedded into his flesh. Small rivulets of blood seep from where I latched on. I can’t help it and smile. Serves him right.
My eyes go wide when I see his arm moving. I try to get out of the way but I’m not quick enough and his fist connects with my face. Pain erupts and the crunch of bone solidifies he’s broken my nose. Blood gushes out, and it’s a lot.
Keening out in agony, I feel white hot pain sear through my shoulder. Forcing myself to look, I see his knife hanging out of my flesh, his hand firmly wrapped around the hilt. He rips it out and the pain is almost unbearable, to the point I feel I’m about to black out. I swallow down the vomit clawing up my throat and force myself to stay coherent. God knows what this psycho will do to me if I pass out.
“You wanna play with fire, slut, you’re bound to get burned, or in your case, sliced.”
The knife comes down again but I snap out of my stupor and kick out, knocking the blade from his hand and hitting him square in the balls.
Draconis bellows out in pain, the anguish in his howl palpable. I don’t waste any time, I crawl toward the open cell door. I’m almost there when I feel his cold hand clamp around my leg and the knife slice through the back of my knee.
The agony is unbearable, causing the black spots behind my eyes to return. The edges of my vision close in and I suspect it’s from blood loss. I kick again but it’s sluggish. My adrenaline and strength are slowly fading out like my will to keep my eyes open.
I collapse at the open door, breathing heavily. My head snaps back and viscous pale blue eyes spear into mine before the pain splinters around me and I black out.
- Draconis -
“That little cunt!” I bellow out and stagger up the stairs that lead from my dungeon. When I reach the top, I push through the door and growl, seeing my slave sucking Avernus’s cock.
“Not the time, Avernus! What the fuck do you want?”
His lapis eyes glimmer, and I know he’s going to jump on my last fucking nerve. He reaches over and sticks two fingers in Sally’s ass and red dots dance behind my retinas when I listen to her moan.
Avernus has been my best friend since I can remember, yet his desire to push me past my limits always has us butting heads. I shouldn’t care that he’s taking ownership of my slaves’ mouth, but Sally is different.
I plaster an impassive smirk on my face. The feeling is fucking foreign to me. I rid myself of the feeling by reminding myself I’m going to kill Justyce as soon as this shit is over.
My dick takes that moment to throb, slowly rising to attention even though that bitch nearly chewed the piece off. Agony merges with passion as I watch Avernus fuck Sally’s mouth. Before I talk myself out of it, I walk over and slam into her, balls deep into her cunt.
My vision goes crisscrossed from the pain, her juices stinging the broken skin on my dick, but I power through it, smiling at the thought of wreaking havoc on Justyce’s little play thing.
“I can see why you’ve kept her around so long, Draconis. She sure knows how to use this mouth doesn’t she?” he grinds out between clenched teeth.
He pulls her mouth off his dick and slaps her, hard. The smack ricochets off the walls of my dungeon and I work my jaw back and forth, trying to remain composed. However, like Avernus, I like inflicting pain, just not to the extent he does.
Avernus brings her face to his crotch again, holding her down as she gags and he growls at his release, sending me over the edge with him.
