The Palace Beast

Bonnie remained by Kyle's side, savoring their time together. She's not asleep, but everyone else is. Like usual, Kyle just cut her off.

She whispered, "Let's make this one last happy farewell sex." She spread her legs under the sheets.

Kyle turned his head so his cheek was flat against her.

He leaned beneath her to straighten out crooked stems. He briefly sensed that she was feeling his body and that she was picking up on his inner noises and the wave of them coming toward her. Then, like waves from different storms, they both succumbed to their own urgencies, which at first dampened and then amplified each other.

In the candlelight, they remained motionless in their pit. Her face pressed up against his. He could not tell what expression she was wearing at the moment-perhaps a smile, perhaps a way to recover from her laughter. She turned her head and gave him a mouth kiss.

Land of Yizi

Following his talk with Festus and Eux, Gad entered his chamber to see one of the whores he had instructed his attendants to summon in order to arrange a meeting before Festus Eux and the werewolf engaged in combat. He wished to cool off before the next morning arrived. Entering his chamber, he gazed down at the prostitute. Seated on a wooden chair was her.

"Sit with your legs apart."

She was obedient because she wanted to be submissive and was impotent by choice. She noticed him peering between her legs; he could see her thighs and red pants, as well as imagine her sex and pubic hair. "Stand up!"

She jumped out of her seat. She was more inebriated than she had realized when she struggled to stand up straight. Before Gad's attendants arrived to retrieve her, she was in the tavern.

"Don't look at me. Lower your head, respect your master!" Before she could bring her head down, she witnessed a thin whip being taken from the bed's edge and then cracking through the air like it was a living thing. "Drink. Keep your head down, but drink."

She added to what she had taken in the tavern and drank one more, two, three cups. Now, this was more than just a battle drama; she had lost all control. She felt like a mere tool, an object, and strange as it may sound, that submission gave her a sense of total freedom. Before the incredible power of this vampire, she was no longer the instructor, the one who gives advice, offers comfort, listens to admissions, and excite people. "Take off your clothes."

It was given quickly and without the slightest hint of desire, but nothing could have been more sensual. She unbuttoned her dress and let it fall to the floor, keeping her head down in supplication.

"You realize that you're not acting like yourself." The whip broke through the air once more.

"You must receive punishment. How dare a girl my age dispute my assertions? You ought to be bending down in front of me."

She attempted to bend over, but the whip pulled her up short, contacting her buttocks for the first time. Though it seemed to leave no mark, it hurt.

"Did I tell you to kneel down?"

"No."

The whip again flicked across her buttocks.

"Say, No, my lord!"

One more painful whiplash. For a split second, it dawned on her that she could either end this now or decide to carry it out-not for the money or the silver, but because of what he had said the first time around-that you truly know yourself only when you push yourself past your comfort zone.

And this was new; it was an adventure; she could decide later whether or not to pursue it, but for the time being, she was no longer the girl with the three simple goals in life, the one who made her living by using her body, and the one who had met a man with an open fire and a wealth of fascinating tales to share.

Here, she was no one, and being no one meant that she could be everything she had ever dreamed of. This isn't her first time being with a vampire in his chamber alone. She has always been called upon to have fun with Gad by his servants. She was just a human-like Festus who was saved in the face of death and must do the bidding of the one that saved him. Gad a few weeks back saved her from vampires who were experiencing blood lust and wanted to unleash their lust on her. Gad came to her rescue sending the vampires away.

"Take the rest of your clothes off. And walk up and down so that I can see you."

She complied once more, lowering her head and remaining silent. The vampire observing her, fully clothed and completely unflappable, was not the same vampire who had saved her a while back. That night, she was seeing someone else in Gad. She took off her bra and her pants, feeling both vulnerable and safe. Once more, the whip snapped, but this time it missed her body.

"Keep your head down! You're here to be humiliated, to submit to my every desire, do you understand?"

"Yes, my lord."

He grabbed her arms and tied a rope around her wrist.

"You're going to get good sex and I want you to give me all your best this night as always."

He slapped her buttocks with the flat of his hand. She cried out; this time it had hurt.

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"Oh, so you're complaining, are you? Well, I haven't even started yet. My stick between my legs will do the work this night. You have to get used to it."

He had covered her mouth with his red handkerchief before she could react. She could still say "hey" and "yeah," but she felt as though she had to accept this man's right to use her however he pleased and that there was no turning back now. Instead of having blood flowing through her veins, she was tied up and nude.

Another slap on her buttocks.

"Walk up and down!"

Following his directions to "stop," "turn to the right," "sit down," and "open your legs," she began to move. He repeatedly slapped her, regardless of whether she deserved it or not. She experienced both the pain and the humiliation, which was stronger and more intense than the pain. She also had the impression that she was in a different world with no feelings at all: self-annihilation, subjective, and total loss of any sense of ego, desire, or selflessness!? She couldn't understand what was happening, but she was very wet and aroused.

"Down on your knees again!"

Since she always kept her head down, as a sign of obedience and humiliation, She could not see exactly what was happening, but she noticed that in that other universe, Gad was breathing hard, worn out with wielding the whip and spanking her hard on the buttocks, whilst she felt herself filling up with strength and energy.

She was no longer ashamed and didn't care to express her happiness. She began to cry and beg for him to touch or kiss her, but he grabbed her and threw her onto the bed.

Even though she knew the violence would not hurt her, he forcefully separated her legs and tied each one to a different corner of the bed. With her mouth shut, her legs spread wide, and her wrists bound behind her, when would he finally get through her? Is it not evident to him that she was prepared, eager to assist him, and would comply with his commands? She was his object, his slave, and his creature.