The Dungeon of Depraved Beasts (An Erotic Horror Novel) (6 page)

She thought of Rurik’s mother being
killed by Gorside. She hated feeling sorry for Rurik, but she couldn’t help it.
Her mind also jumped to Emily. Would she have children for Gorside? Another
monster like Rurik? Would Gorside eventually kill her, too? Nae already seemed
amazed that Emily was still alive.

Olivia couldn’t think any more,
because her mind was becoming blissfully blank. And she could feel a hot warm
feeling sliding over her body, starting at her toes and slowly spreading
upwards.

Moments later Rurik appeared in the
doorway.

“My Olivia,” he said hoarsely. He
crept to the bed, and sat down, the bed creaking and groaning as it protested
his weight. Rurik brought his mouth to Olivia’s arm and licked from her wrist
to her shoulder. Olivia shuddered. From
pleasure
.
“It feels good, doesn’t it?” Rurik asked.

“Yes,” Olivia breathed, as Rurik licked
her other arm. Quickly, Rurik moved between her legs, pushing them open to
reveal her blue panties. Rurik let out a groan of delight and he brought his
hand to her undergarments, shredding them as if they were tissue paper.
Greedily, he pushed his mouth to her pussy, licking and sucking at her folds.
Olivia cried out from the sudden onslaught, but her body quickly adjusted. She
began to moan and writhe as Rurik’s bumpy tongue lapped at her delicate spot,
tasting all of her as he flicked against her clit.

“Yes! Yes!” Rurik moaned as Olivia
bucked beneath him. She thought nothing of the monster that Rurik was, but
instead of the delicious pleasure and the lovely lavender smell. “Let go,”
Rurik urged and Olivia let herself release as she shook violently on the bed.
Panting, she felt her body come down from her orgasm, and she realized that she
wanted Rurik in the most carnal of ways.

Rurik ran a thick finger through
her juices and smiled, revealing his yellow teeth. “You are wet, but not nearly
wet enough.” He lay on his back, and flipped Olivia on top of him, so that she
was sitting on his face. “Grasp the headboard,” he ordered. Obediently, Olivia
took the headboard and she cried out as she felt Rurik’s tongue snake into her
tight opening.

“Oh! Oh!” she cried, riding his
face. Groaning loudly, Rurik noisily slurped her as he continued to pleasure
her from this new angle. Olivia threw her head back as she moaned wantonly,
feeling Rurik’s tongue push into her. She bucked against his face, feeling his
stubby fingers push against her sensitive nub as he held her in place. “Rurik!”
she gasped. “It’s going to happen again!”

“Yes,” he groaned and Olivia came,
this time harder as she shook and cried out. Roughly, Rurik pushed her face
down on the bed and Olivia took another deep inhalation of the intoxicating
scent in the room. She instantly felt better. Rurik’s hands were between her
thighs again, and this time she could feel her own wetness on her thighs.

“Nearly there,” Rurik groaned,
moving to the floor and pulling Olivia down with him. Olivia heard her dress
tear, but she didn’t care; she was consumed with thoughts of Rurik. Moving
behind her, Rurik positioned Olivia so that her hands were holding onto the
bed, but she was kneeling on the floor. Rurik pushed his face below her ass and
began licking her from behind. Though he had been licking her pussy before,
this angle felt different. She began to slowly writhe on her knees, feeling the
new sensation when Rurik began tracing her anus with his finger. Surprised,
Olivia tensed up and she felt herself pucker.

“Relax,” Rurik whispered. Olivia
breathed in again, forcing herself to relax. She felt Rurik slide her wetness
from her front to her back, rubbing it along her anus. He began rubbing her
engorged clit with one hand, while his other hand stroked her asshole, coaxing
her to relax and enjoy it.

“Mmm,” Olivia murmured, her head
rolling from side to side. This pleasure was sharper and deeper. She could feel
it in the pit of her stomach, and she felt dirty for enjoying it so much. In
one swift movement, Rurik pushed the tip of his finger into her anus and Olivia
cried out from surprise and pleasure as she tightly clenched around it. Rurik
groaned from arousal and slowly slid his finger in and out as Olivia’s muscles
loosened.

“You’re going to love it when I
fuck your asshole,” Rurik murmured, rubbing small circles on her clit as his
fingertip ass fucked her.

“Yes!” Olivia cried out, not
recognize her own body.

Grunting with his focus, Rurik
began to work harder and harder, moving both his hands against her body, until
Olivia exploded around him, pumping her body up and down as she came. “That’s
right!” Rurik croaked, his own arousal evident.

Olivia collapsed on the floor,
feeling spent after three powerful orgasms. Rurik picked her up gently and
deposited her back on the bed. He moved his mouth between her aching pussy and
ever so gently ran his lips against her quivering flesh. “Yes,” he breathed and
the breath sent shivers down her body. “You are just about there.”

Olivia lay sprawled on the bed, her
hair messy and tangled across her face. She watched as Rurik sat up on his
knees and began stroking the small lump between his legs. He groaned as his
thick hands stroked himself and he closed his eyes, murmuring Olivia’s name.
Olivia watched as his cock began to take shape and grow. She wanted to wrap her
mouth around it, feel the thickness against her tongue and run her teeth along
it. Yet, it was so large and so thick that she worried she wouldn’t even be
able to get her lips around.

Slowly, she sat up. She moved
towards Rurik, who dropped his hands away and let Olivia touch him. She wrapped
her hands around the thick base and slowly pulled them along its length,
stroking him from root to tip. Rurik groaned, his head falling back. Opening
wide, Olivia tried to take him into her mouth, but she was only able to fit
just the tip. She ran her tongue along his rough cock, feeling the bumps and
grooves against her own smoothness. Rurik grasped her head, tangling his
fingers in her wild hair as she sucked him. Just as Olivia was getting into the
act, Rurik pushed her away and pinned her to the bed. Breathing hard, Olivia
looked up at Rurik in surprise. Pinning her two hands together with one hand,
he reached his other hand between her legs. Olivia gasped as she felt his
fingers run through the wetness; she had no idea it was possible to become that
wet.

“You’re ready,” he said hoarsely
and in a flash, he had torn Olivia’s dress from her body, leaving her naked and
writhing. Olivia felt a moment of intense panic and fear, but she squeezed her
eyes shut. “Breathe,” Rurik reminded her. Taking a deep gulp of lavender air,
Olivia felt her mind clear. This was what she wanted. She wanted Rurik to fuck
her. Own her. Possess her. Kneeling over her body, Rurik grasped his massive
cock in his thick, monstrous hands. Slowly he pushed it against her soft
opening. Gently, he pushed just the tip inside Olivia. Olivia screamed as Rurik
pushed carefully inside her slit. He was so thick, so wide, and she was so very
tight.

“Shh,” Rurik crooned, but Olivia
thrashed on the bed as Rurik pushed himself deeper. Olivia’s mouth formed a
silent scream, but no sound came out. “You’re so tight!” Rurik exclaimed
excitedly. Olivia could feel his girth pressing against all four walls of her
and she wanted to cry and scream for him to pull out, to let her be. But she
knew that wouldn’t happen. “Yes!” Rurik cried out once Olivia seemed to still.
He pushed the rest of his enormous cock inside her.

Olivia shrieked as she felt herself
rip open to accommodate him. The pain was white and blinding as Rurik took her
virginity in one swift thrust. Rurik cried out with his own pleasure as he
claimed her. With each thrust Olivia felt the pain lessen and lessen. She felt
her body adjust to Rurik’s girth and her mind swam with the realization that
Rurik had actually fit inside her. In fact, as Olivia thought of Rurik, she
began to notice the way Rurik filled her, making her feel complete in a way
that could only be described as sinful. The rubbing friction she felt when he
pulled out of her was amazing, and she became aware of her ragged breaths.

Rurik pounded into her, his weight
holding her flat against the bed even though Olivia fought to pull herself up
so she could rise to meet his thrusts.

“Argh” Rurik screamed just before
Olivia felt his cock twitch and jerk inside of her. In fact, the pulsing of
Rurik’s own cock, sent Olivia into spasms of her own, and she came with Rurik,
crying out as she felt him spurt his seed into her, each jet of semen hot and
powerful. When Rurik had emptied himself, he pulled out, letting his pulsing
cock twitch against her stomach. Rurik pawed at her hair, his breath hot and
putrid against her.

“Olivia you were so tight. The best
fuck I ever had. I can’t go back,” he muttered, his thoughts barely coherent.
Olivia felt dizzy from pleasure and went to take another deep inhalation of the
lavender scent but it was gone.

Panic gripped her. She knew that
soon the scent’s powers would wear off and she tried not to dwell on it.

Rurik stood up. “You have no idea
of the pleasures you brought me. I am beyond pleased with you. Lay here and
think of the gift you have given me. I will come back for you.” Rurik stumbled
out of the room, leaving Olivia naked on the bed.

Her entire body felt like rubber
from the multiple orgasms. As Olivia lay on the bed, she began to feel a dull
ache between her legs. She could feel the rising panic within her, but she took
deep, steady breaths, telling herself to relax and calm down. She didn’t seem
to have any real physical damage and Rurik seemed pleased. That seemed more
than enough given her current circumstances.

She lay there for an unknown amount
of time until her neck became stiff. The ache between her thighs was sore and
pulsing. Olivia shivered wishing she still had her dress on, even though the
material was light and flimsy. Why did Rurik make her wait like this?

As Olivia lay on the bed, trying to
keep her ugly thoughts at bay, she began to hear a strange sound—almost like heavy
breathing. She could hear strange thumping sounds coming from the next room, as
well as groans. Olivia lay on the bed, straining to hear the strange sounds,
until her curiosity got the best of her.

She tried to reason with herself
that she was getting up because Rurik might be hurt, but deep down she knew
that she really wasn’t concerned about Rurik’s well being, she was his prisoner
after all. She slowly slid off the bed and crept to the door that Rurik had
left slightly ajar. Careful not to make any sound, Olivia peered around the
edge of the door.

She couldn’t help but gasp.

Rurik was standing upright in the
sitting room, bucking his hips back and forth. At first glance, Olivia wasn’t
sure what he was doing, but then she noticed the small body that Rurik was
plowing into. And not only that, but the face attached to the small body.

It was Daphne.

Her long brown locks were twisted
wildly around her face, and from what Olivia could see, it seemed that her eyes
were shut and she was murmuring some type of incantation. Rurik was growling as
he fucked Daphne from behind, his large, grotesque hands splayed across her
belly, as he held her tightly to him. With horror, Olivia watched as Rurik
drove his cock into Daphne again and again. She was now quietly moaning, but
still seemed in a trance.

“Yes,” Rurik whispered feverishly,
“Take all of my cock. Take it all!”

Daphne bent toward the floor, her
hands supporting herself, and Olivia had a clear view of the sex scene
unfolding before her. Olivia turned away, disbelieving that tiny Daphne was
able to accommodate Rurik’s girth. Olivia’s insides pulsed with a fresh wave of
pain as she watched.

Without warning, Rurik pulled out
of Daphne and spun her around. Moaning, her eyes still closed, Daphne opened
her mouth and Rurik pushed his entire cock inside. Olivia’s hand flew to her
mouth—how did Daphne do that? The door creaked slightly and Rurik’s head jerked
towards it. Olivia wasn’t sure if he saw her because he then cried out
gutturally before emptying himself in Daphne’s mouth. Olivia ran back to the
bed, and threw herself across it.

She couldn’t shake the image of
Daphne’s small, lithe body being fucked by Rurik. Moments later, Rurik was
beside Olivia’s bed. Olivia had closed her eyes, hoping that Rurik thought she
was asleep.

“Olivia?” he asked quietly. Olivia
opened her eyes. “You saw.” It was a statement not a question.

Olivia thought it was best to be
honest. She didn’t look at Rurik, but nodded instead. She expected Rurik to be
angry, but instead he sighed and sat on the bed. He slowly rubbed one of
Olivia’s thighs with his massive, cracked hands.

“I’m sorry you saw that. I should
have waited until you left. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.”

Olivia had to stop herself from
laughing out loud; the situation was so absurd. Rurik actually thought that he
had hurt her feelings by having sex in the next room? She was more disgusted
than anything, and her heart ached for her nymph friend who helped get her
ready.

“It’s just that I was so aroused by
our encounter and I needed more stimulation. I knew that you would be too sore,
and as amazing as you felt, you are not physically able to accommodate me in
ways that the nymphs can.”

Olivia wasn’t sure she would ever
be able to shake the image of Daphne’s mouth stretching to oblige Rurik. She
shuddered.

“Please forgive me. You are my most
favorite pet, and you cannot imagine the pleasure you brought me this
afternoon. This does not in any way mean that I am not satisfied with you.”

Olivia nodded again; praying that
this would be the end of their time today, and Rurik would dismiss her.

“You may get up and get dressed,”
Rurik said gruffly, “I will tell Nae of your reward.”