Monica's POV"My Lord!" Jackson stalled in his movement. He turned to see Gustav standing at the entrance, frowning at him. He stood erect as a pine tree, shaken to the marrow."Out!" Gustav repeated from the door way, his tone casual, but it carried with it a vivid authoritative baritone.Jackson scuttled out of the dungeon, not before dipping his chin in a quick bow, taking with him his air of cheap pervasions. Shutting the door after him, Gustav stood formidable, looking from one pained face to the other, with his bold shoulders squared. He took a couple of short strides forward, stepping under the dim light of the dungeon to announce his undeniable presence. His parted permed hair reflected the dim glow of the yellow bulb dropping from the ceiling, covered in a band of cobwebs. He wore a black short-sleeved Polo, tucked into a blue jean, which highlighted his round biceps stretching the helms of the shirt to the ends of their elasticity. Somehow, his titanesque Greek body seeme
Gustav's POVThe terrific look on their faces was manically comical. I bet they never knew the dungeon had a secret weaponry in it. They must have thought the dungeon was nothing more than a bundle of chains at its best, or a mesh at its worst. I love it when I surprise my captives. I can't let them see what they're about to suffer. If they did, they'd prepare their body for what's to come, which would ruin all the pretty surprises.I stepped into the fairly large humid store, plastering a menacing grin on my face. The way my body charges up to torture scares the shit out of me sometimes, because I was damn good at it. I was born with the gift, and I never stopped improvising. I spied the machines and instruments in the room; some where small enough to sit on a shelf, while the others too big to sit on the shelf had their place on the ground."This will do." I snatched a drilling machine from the left wall, and dropped it on the metal table pushed to one edge of the store. "I'm not l
Iris' POV"Why are you here?" Gustav growled.My body was beginning to itch all over from the sticky sweat my body was producing. Monica was right. I was going crazy on the mesh. Some of the sweat trickling down my forehead found their way into my eyes, stinging the balls like pepper stray. Kitana howled in sympathy for me, resting her head on her forelimbs, curled up in her compartment. The blood on Rhoda's neck had dried up by now, but Amber and Monica where still writhing in numbing pain. Blood streamed out of Amber's forearms from the spikes pushed up into them, her eyes half open. She was strong-willed, but there's only much she could handle. She was losing both blood and life, and fast.Monica was in no better condition. Three gapping strips from the impression of the whip still hung open, bleeding. The skin around the broken flesh were red and sore, courtesy of the wolfs-bane in them. Blood rimmed out of the strips, as flies were beginning to hover noisily above her back. Ambe
Monica's POV"Fuck me in all holes. I want to scream away the pain and hurt." I hollered. Iris thought she could get the best out of both men, flipping her hair at me like the bitch she was. But she's yet to find out the stuff I was made of. I can't let her have all the glory, outshining me. I'd salivated his touch anyway, longed to feel his dick stretching my hole, this was only a dream come true, I assured myself- an opportunity they say comes but once."Gustav, please," Iris began. "We can talk about this, and forget all that has happened between us. Don't forget all we've been through. We cants throw that all away.""You heard her," Gustav scoffed, referring to me, squirming out of his pants. "I can't say no to a lady in distress." He spanked my ass, rubbing his hands on the spot to ease the pain. "Did Ludovic say no to you when you begged him to lick your pussy?" He went on his knees and passed his tongue over the slit of my cunt, leaving me in hot shivers. I growled in ecstacy
Gustav's POVI stood before Monica, hard between my thighs, dripping with her juice. Iris glared at me with hurt, her features scrunched up into a grimace. She bit her lips, blinking back the hot tears burning her eyes, looking up at the stone ceiling. I knew it was not her fault. I had pushed her away, just as Drogo and mother had pointed it out. If I had given her a chance to hear her out, and be a friend to her when she needed one to talk to, she probably wouldn't have escaped from the mansion that night to Amber's motel. Her meeting with Ludovic would have been fatefully avoided.I was angry at her for not being patient with me, for not enduring the tough times with me as expected of mates. Aren't mates supposedly to be inseparable? Why is mine different? Even after rejecting, I still wanted her. I craved her like ice cream on a hot afternoon.It hurt me to hurt her; I never wanted to see her cry- a promise I had made to her in the loop. But again, I'd broken my promise and her h
Iris' POV"Did you give that a second thought before blurting it out of your mouth? Bury the hatchet?" I cackled. all the guts in the world! "How can a man be this selfish?" His ego reulsed me greatly, that I threw caution to the wind without a second thought. "Watch it there." He warned. "I'm trying to give you an opportunity to absolve yourself and start over on a clean slate.""How can you be so selfish, Gustav?" I repeated, because the emphasis was necessary. He was not even apologetic for all he has done to me. "For God's sake, I did nothing wrong. We did nothing wrong to deserve the torture. You started the show, and you're putting the blame on us? What absolution do you want from us, urh?"He closed the space between us in two long strides, fuming over me, like a buffalo charging at a matador. If stares could burn, I'd have been toast. I never believed he was the same man I swore to spend the rest of my life with a day ago. What happened to the Gustav that promised to make t
Iris' POVI sort of found my way back into the dungeon after passing out in Gustav's room. Not that I fainted on my own volition, but he had pressed the button on the device controlling the collar around my neck. Well, it wasn't exactly an explosive device as he had earlier said, it was a bluff to scare me into doing his budding. The collar induced electric shock into my brain, zapping me out immediately. Gustav thought I did a reverse healing spell that killed Lois. I was too shocked to answer anyone of his questions, neither was I strong enough to contest his allegations. Telling him I did nothing would be a total waste of time. I was the last person to hold her, which made me the prime suspect.The sudden death of Lois snatched the air in my lungs, bringing back the gnawing fear that pervaded me when I first lost my parents. All the people I ever loved; all the people I cared so much about die, leaving me behind to face my monsters alone. First, it was my parents, now, it's Lois.
Iris POV"I don't know how she died, Gustav," I pleaded. "Please, listen to me."I couldn't feel my limbs anymore. Gustav drilled nails, nine inches long, into my legs and arms without count. My body felt numb and lifeless, bleeding from pores widened by the nails. He was a mask of ruthlessness, reconfigured into brute vexation."Explain how she died in your hands. She was okay until you got in there and did something to her. WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER!" He yelled, drilling another nail into my forearm.I cried, unable to scream. I'd lost the strength to scream. The tears streamed out of my eyes, rolling into the shell of my ears. Soon, I might run out of tears to shed. Perhaps, blood would flow in place of tears.He pressed the device in his hand, holding onto it for a while, as the electric current fried my brain to crisp. My body turned hotter with every shockwave, rippling through me. I exerted extra juice from Kitana to fight the growing pain hammered into my skin. Drools of thick sal