“Yes!” she gasped, as Rurik lifted her up easily, positioning her dripping pussy just above his cock. Rurik thrust his hips upwards, pushing his cock deep into her pussy and hitting her womb.
“Argh!” Olivia cried out as she felt Rurik fill every inch of her and then some. She stretched unimaginably for him and she cried out again as she felt Rurik slide out of her and then push into her again.
Rurik grabbed her ass tightly, moving her up and down against his cock, owning her with every thick inch of his monster cock. Olivia’s breasts bounced as she moaned and cried out, wanting Rurik to fuck her until he broke her.
Rurik growled again and Olivia saw a dribble of spit run down his chin, his mouth open with pleasure. He smacked at her ass, making Olivia cry out again and she knew she would bruise from it.
“You’re mine!” Rurik cried out and he pushed his dirty fingers against her swollen clit, pushing Olivia to new sexual heights.
“Come!” Rurik ordered and Olivia who had been waiting for such an order, let go, and came hard and fast. Her body shook and trembled as she rocked against Rurik and she felt her pussy clench and tighten as she milked his cock through her orgasm.
Rurik cried out like an animal and through her own orgasm euphoria, Olivia felt his cock twitch within her and she knew he would come moments later. Sure enough, Rurik’s cock exploded, filling her with his thick hot semen. Each pulse of his cock sent thick spurts within her, filling her until it had nowhere else to go.
Rurik pulled out and his semen flowed out of Olivia, wetting her thighs and legs. Rurik groaned again and pushed Olivia onto the bed. Olivia fell onto her back, and she lay there as Rurik left the room. He came back a moment later and tossed a robe at Olivia.
“You have served me well today,” he said as Olivia sat up and quickly pulled the robe on.
“I don’t think I have ever seen you more aroused,” he said as he mindlessly fingered her hair. He let go of her hair, bored and walked away.
“Thank you,” he said before disappearing.
A few minutes later, Michael stormed into the room and grabbed Olivia by the elbow. Olivia gasped from the pain, but Michael pretended not to know it as he shoved her out the door.
“It’s your fault, you bitch,” he hissed as he pushed her ahead of him down the stairs.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said shakily as she felt Rurik’s fluids drip down her legs.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about it. It’s your fault Samuel’s dead,” he spat, his voice filled with hatred.
“You don’t know that.”
“I do! He had such a hard-on for you. I tried to tell him that you were going to get him killed. All you stupid sluts are just ticking time bombs. Samuel got caught up in the idea of you and now he’s dead!”
Olivia didn’t know what to say and she felt her eyes filling with tears. She knew that Michael was nasty, and part of her knew he was just saying these things to upset her. Before Olivia could respond, or even defend herself, Michael shoved her into Room Number Eight where Calista and Daphne dressed her.
Calista was waiting for Olivia, a warm and fragrant bath drawn.
“What’s wrong?” Calista asked, seeing Olivia’s face.
Olivia shook her head, and shrugged her robe off before sinking into the heated bath. She slid completely under the water, listening to the muted sounds through the water. She imagined what it would feel like if she were just to take a huge gulp of water and let it fill her lungs. Everything would be so easy and all of her problems would be gone. Olivia’s lungs were beginning to burn and she looked up through the glassy water. All she had to do was open her mouth.
A hand reached in and yanked Olivia from the water.
“What the hell?” Calista cried.
Olivia coughed and spluttered, taking deep gulps of air.
“I’m sorry,” Olivia choked. “I got carried away.”
“Carried away? You were trying to drown yourself!”
“I wasn’t!” Olivia paused. “I don’t think I would have,” she added quietly.
“You need to get yourself together,” Calista snapped, “I’m going to sit right here until you’re finished.”
Olivia rolled her eyes and sank back into the tub, keeping her head just above water. She slowly soaped her arms and legs, making sure to wash every inch of Rurik off her skin.
Calista stepped in and slowly began to wash Olivia’s hair. It was relaxing and soothing and Olivia was grateful to Calista.
The rest of the afternoon passed slowly and Olivia found herself locked in her room, waiting for dinner. Rurik must have been pleased with her, because he had sent down real clothes for Olivia. She was dressed in a pair of dark jeans, and a soft gray cowl neck sweater.
When the door opened for Olivia to go to dinner, she nearly threw herself at the petite figure that greeted her. Nae fell backwards as Olivia flew into her arms.
“I’ve missed you!” Olivia cried.
Nae chuckled softly. “Glad to see you missed me. The new girl is here now so I should be able to get back to my normal duties.” Her eyes clouded over when she mentioned the new girl and Olivia tried to block the image from her mind. She didn’t want to think about a new, innocent young woman trapped in this hellhole now.
Nae seemed to read her mind. “Don’t think of it,” she said.
Olivia nodded and followed Nae down the hall to the dining room.
“Rurik must have been pleased. He gave you ninety minutes today.”
Olivia beamed.
Ninety minutes with Leo.
Olivia was all but bouncing as she ate her dinner. While the death of Samuel hung over her, she couldn’t hide her excitement over seeing Leo. She didn’t realize how much she had looked forward to their brief meetings. Something about Leo just relaxed her in a way that no one ever had before. Perhaps it was just this place. Maybe outside of Gorside’s fortress, Leo would be just another disgusting monster.
Before Olivia knew it, Nae was whisking her upstairs in the elevator. Olivia hurried out of the doors as they slid open. Her eyes raked over the Rec Room and there was Leo in the corner.
He was frozen, his eyes glued to the elevator door. The moment he saw Olivia, his hairy body sagged with relief. There was no one else in the Rec Room and Leo made no move towards her. As soon as the doors closed and Nae was out of sight, Olivia hurried to Leo.
It seemed that Leo wanted to hug her, but he hung back.
“Where were you?” he asked quietly, “I was so worried.”
“I’m sorry. It was a horrible couple of days.”
“Were you involved in Samuel’s death?” Even though no one was around, Leo spoke under his breath.
Olivia nodded and Leo’s ugly face twisted into what Olivia thought was a look of shock.
“I mean, I didn’t cause it!” she stammered, biting her lip as she felt her eyes fill with tears. “But it was my fault.”
This time the tears flowed over, and Leo took Olivia’s soft hand in his hairy paw.
“Shh,” he murmured, leading her to a bench. “Tell me.”
“I can’t,” she sobbed quietly, “It’s too horrible. And I’m ashamed. I don’t want you to think less of me.”
“Olivia,” Leo said quietly, “I could never think less of you. We do what we need to survive. Whatever you did, I’m sure you had your reasons.”
Olivia looked up into Leo’s intelligent dark eyes. How could such a monster seem so human? Neither Rurik nor Gorside were anything like Leo.
Olivia took a deep breath and began explaining how Samuel had feelings for her, but she had rebuffed him. She explained how she confided in Samuel about her fears of Gorside and Samuel promised to help her. Not looking at Leo, she also explained how she had been given to Samuel as a reward. She was too embarrassed to say that she enjoyed the sex with Samuel. Olivia saw Leo stiffen at the mention of her sleeping with Samuel.
Olivia concluded with how the tincture stopped wo
rking and Gorside blamed Samuel, thus killing him.
“I am so sorry,” Leo said softly, not letting go of her hand.
“I have to get out of here,” Olivia said fiercely, looking up to meet Leo’s eyes. “We need to get out of here, Leo. It’s breaking me. I nearly drowned myself today.”
Leo blinked and then grasped her hand tightly.
“Ow!” Olivia cried, trying to pull her hand away.
“Don’t you dare give up!” Leo reprimanded. He let go of her hand, and Olivia rubbed it.
“I don’t think we can wait any longer,” Leo said, glancing around the room again. “I think we need to act now. I can tell that Rurik is pleased with you, based on how lovely you look right now. That sweater suits you.”
Olivia blushed.
“Of course,” Leo continued, “I would have dressed you in a beautiful green sweater to offset your eyes…” he trailed off, his eyes glazing over with a faraway look. Olivia wondered what he was thinking, what secrets he was still keeping from her.
“Are you ever going to tell me about yourself?” she asked suddenly. “Your past? Where you’re from?”
“I told you I am from Earth, just like you.”
Olivia rolled her eyes. She knew that wasn’t possible.
“Okay,” she sighed giving up on trying to gleam any information into Leo’s past. “What’s the plan? Let’s do this already.”
Leo nodded and bent his head close to Olivia, and the two began whispering quietly.
* * *
Later that night, Olivia lay in bed, going over their plan again and again. It was a long shot and Olivia could only hope that it worked. Leo thought that the cliff to the water from Rurik’s room was too dangerous and Olivia had to agree. Especially since there was no easy way to get down the cliff. She would probably break her neck in the process.
Olivia felt horrible that she wouldn’t be able to save the nymphs. They had been good to her, but if Olivia was killed in the process, she certainly didn’t want to endanger them either. She had almost broken down and told Nae in the elevator that evening, but then she remembered that Leo had sworn her to keep the plan to themselves. Only Jeff and Frederick knew of it, and they would be integral parts of the plan.
Olivia lay there tossing and turning for the rest of the night.
* * *
Olivia was so nervous the following morning that she could barely eat.
“Why are you so fidgety?” Nae asked annoyed, as she sat a glass of juice in front of her.
Olivia shrugged. “Everything has me keyed up,” she said honestly.
Nae studied her and then moved away. The new girl was sitting at the table, her head buried in her hands. Olivia tried not to think about her. She could see that one day was already more than she could bear.
Once in Calista and Daphne’s room, Olivia tried to sit still. Daphne pulled out a shimmery pink dress made of soft silk.
“No!” Olivia said loudly.
“No?” Daphne asked confused. Calista put down her makeup brushes to stare at Olivia.
“I just mean, that I can’t wear that dress.”
“And why the hell not?” Daphne asked, miffed.
Thinking quickly, Olivia said. “Pink was Samuel’s favorite color for me.”
“But we never dressed you in pink,” Daphne pointed out.
“I know. But Samuel always asked me to wear it.” Olivia looked at the floor. She hated lying.
“Whatever,” Daphne grumbled, putting the dress away and rummaging through the closet. “What would you like to wear?”
“Something short.” Olivia knew it would be easier to move in something with a shorter hem.
Daphne shook her head and continued to dig in the closet.
“Everything okay?” Calista asked softly.
Olivia nodded quickly, hoping Calista didn’t pick up on how uncomfortable she was. Daphne came back to stand before Olivia.
“Does this work?” she asked, her voice slightly amused. She was holding a gauzy tiffany blue dress that hit just above the knee. It had one wide silky strap that cut across the right shoulder.
“Yes, thank you.”
Olivia couldn’t do anything about the strappy silver sandals that accompanied the dress. She would have to work with what she had. Her hair was twisted on top of her head, accenting the one-shoulder style and she felt removed from her body as Nae led her up to Rurik’s room.
“What is going on?” Nae hissed in her ear as they approached Rurik’s door.
“Nothing!” Olivia said a little too defensively.
“I’m not stupid, Olivia. If you told me, maybe I could help you.”
Olivia looked at Nae fleetingly.
“I wish you could,” she whispered.
Then the door opened and Olivia stepped inside alone.
Rurik was waiting for her in the hallway, his long twisted arm stroking his ugly cock.
“Mmmm,” Rurik groaned when he saw Olivia. “I love your legs.”
Gulping, Olivia sashayed over to Rurik. “I want something,” she murmured quietly.
Rurik stopped stroking himself. “What?” he asked gruffly.
“To please you,” she murmured, batting her eyelashes.
Rurik grabbed his cock again, trying to push Olivia’s head down.
“No,” Olivia said. “I know how much you liked watching me fuck Errgor downstairs. Why don’t you let me fuck another beast for you?” She paused dramatically, hoping her flirting was convincing. “My way of apologizing for being sick the other day.”
Rurik seemed to consider the proposition and Olivia hoped his desire for her would not outweigh his desire to see her fucked by a disgusting beast.
“Yes,” he said slowly, a sick smile spreading on his ugly mouth. “I think that is a good idea. But not Errgor. I have another beast in mind.” He paused, flashing his yellow, rotting teeth. “I have a better beast.”
Olivia shuddered as she thought of who could be better than Errgor. She didn’t think that Rurik’s version of better was the same as her version.
Rurik paused, carefully studying Olivia. She felt exposed and she hoped that Rurik couldn’t see past her suggestion.
“Follow me,” Rurik grunted and he quickly moved into the hall. Olivia hurried after him, crossing her fingers that it could be this easy. Rurik was panting as he led the way down towards the dungeon. The steps seemed to go on forever but finally Olivia could feel the cool air and smell the dank smell of the dungeon.
“Oh yes, I know just who I want you to have,” Rurik said softly as he moved through the cages, his eyes raking over the locked up beasts and women. Olivia only looked briefly at Leo as they passed; she could feel his eyes boring into her as she went by. Olivia thought they also passed Jeff and Frederick’s cages but she couldn’t be sure. Hidden in the shadows, all the beasts looked alike.
Rurik stopped abruptly and Olivia almost bumped into him. Her nostrils filled with a foul, rotten smell, and she had to cover her mouth and nose to keep from gagging.
“This is Gog,” Rurik said softly and Olivia forced herself to peer around Rurik’s thick frame. The monster that hovered in the corner was repulsive; his skin an inky black shade with multiple craters that seemed to be seeping fluid. His eyes were two sunken in holes and Olivia could not make a mouth. He stood on two thick legs and his back curved into a hunch where two thick arms rested.
“Gog!” Rurik said loudly and Gog stirred, his eyes glassy until they focused on Olivia. He pulled himself up straighter as his eyes moved across Olivia’s body.
“I’ve brought someone for you,” Rurik said softly again and he nudged Olivia towards the monster. Olivia hoped that this wouldn’t last long and that the plan would soon spring into action. Rurik stepped back and began to stroke himself as Gog stumbled forward.
Gog moved behind Olivia, surveying her from all angles as one circles their prey. He moved his slimy hand down her bare arm, caressing her skin and then moved away to look at her once more
. He grunted in approval and Olivia watched with disgust as he began to rub the dark, twisted cock that hung between his legs.
Gog’s stench began to fade and Olivia realized that the smell of lavender was permeating the room. She was glad for the drug, but she focused hard on keeping her mind clear. She would need all her wits about her.
Gog stiffened quickly and Olivia knew there would be no pretense about what he did. He took Olivia by the hand and pulled her back to the shadows of his cage. Behind her, Rurik sighed and Olivia could hear the sickening smack of his own hand against his cock.
Gog roughly pushed Olivia over, and she nearly stumbled as she caught herself against a decrepit bench. Gog pushed her thighs apart and Olivia moaned quietly, the drugs taking full affect as she ached for the monster to fuck her. Gog yanked her underwear down, rubbing his fingers in her moist pussy. Olivia moaned louder and she tried to remember that the drugs were making her feel this way, that she didn’t actually want Gog to enter her.
Gog groaned loudly, pushing her back flatter as he moved up behind her. She felt him drag his cock along the inside of her thigh and she cried out excitedly as she felt his thick mass pressing against her swollen lips. Teasingly, Gog ran his cock along her anus and outer lips, making her moan and beg for him. Rurik was groaning softly also and Olivia didn’t think she could hold out for one more second.
She needed Gog to fuck her now.
With one hard thrust, Gog possessed her, pushing his dark cock far into her depths and making her scream with his rough entry. He pulled out and pushed in again, harder still, and Olivia’s knees buckled from the force. Before Gog could thrust again a loud banging and cry came from somewhere in the dungeons.
Olivia’s head snapped up and she tried to think through the muddled arousal of her brain.
“What was that?” Rurik barked, clearly annoyed.
Gog stood there stupidly, his cock at the ready, waiting for orders from Rurik.
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