it like a baby.
She petted and soothed me until the bloodlust subsided. Her legs wrapped around me, tight and secure.
The position seemed to give her pleasure and I felt her back arch.
I slipped my hands underneath the hollow, drawing her in to me, and suddenly everything changed.
The fire on my skin was back but now it blazed for her.
We slammed from one thing to another as we joined.
I had her in every way I could dream of until she cried out from fatigue.
Then I wanted more.
‘Stop now,’ she gasped.
‘No.’ I grabbed her and began kissing her body.
‘Stop, Jales.’ She tried to push me away. ‘Merv!’
‘Jales?’ Merv’s voice cut into our privacy. ‘Glorious’s vital signs show that she’s suffering from exhaustion. You must stop now or you’ll have to be restrained.’
‘No,’ I whispered. ‘I need more.’
I didn’t even hear the door open as Lam and Muscle Massive burst into the room.
Massive tried to pull me away from Glorious but I elbowed him in the mouth, knocking him backwards. The gentle giant touched the blood on his lip with surprise.
He lunged again, this time grabbing my arms and holding tight while Lam punched me.
Aided by the slick sweat on my naked body I twisted from Massive’s grasp and launched myself at Lam. He might have been the real deal but my Eskaalim frenzy was no-pain stuff.
I flung him across the room before he could put a hold on me.
I heard the crack. Saw the angle of his arm. His pupils went pinhead-size with shock.
Massive chopped me across the neck with one huge hand.
Down on my knees but I still couldn’t feel the pain.
‘JALES.’
I whirled, seeking out Lavish - the reason I was being denied.
But he was ready for me, a lion-tamer with a stun-whip and an antidote spray.
As I collapsed to the floor, he doused Glorious as well.
She cried out at the sensory denial.
‘Shut - the fuck - up!’ Lavish screamed at her.
She jammed her fingers in her mouth and cowered away from his rage, sobbing. ‘I - I didn’t know this would happen, Delly. She’s different. It shouldn’t have been like this,’ she protested.
‘You were indulging yourself, you little bitch.’
As Massive dragged me from the room, I heard the sounds of Lavish slapping her.
‘Merv,’ I screamed into the air. ‘Tell Lavish to leave her alone or I’ll kill him.’
‘Calm down, Jales. You’re in withdrawal. You’re not rational.’ The calmness of the voyeur’s voice enraged me further.
Massive threw me into my room and locked me in.
I paced, a brooding lunatic, slamming myself against the door for an hour or more until the very last of my energy was spent.
But it wasn’t over.
Chapter Ten
T he full withdrawal started sometime during the night.
Massive held me down while Lavish shot me full of sedatives. They tied me on my side in bed and shoved a dog-chew in my mouth against the convulsions and peaks of rage.
I spat it out when the vomiting came.
And then the delirium.
. . . The Angel lounged on a sea of naked bodies. Legs and arms interchangeable, noises and damp skin smells.
This is far better, human. You can’t fight this . . .
I rocked and moaned in my restraint, gripped by thoughts of death. Then wishing for it. I hallucinated black whorls on my arms and legs.
The night passed in a hell of guilt and remorse and self-loathing. I’d never felt utter depravity before, or its flip side.
I’d put up no fight against the Eskaalim. Lust had become more dangerous to me than violence because I found it harder to resist. Then, when the lust had me, the violence returned.
By morning a residual headache, tremors and joint pain were still with me. So was the bloating in my groin and the mental scarring, leaving me exhausted and depressed.
I had to get out of this place.
There was no pleasure in what I’d done. Pleasure was conscious-choice stuff - not having the animal ripped from inside you and put on parade.
I didn’t need the
She petted and soothed me until the bloodlust subsided. Her legs wrapped around me, tight and secure.
The position seemed to give her pleasure and I felt her back arch.
I slipped my hands underneath the hollow, drawing her in to me, and suddenly everything changed.
The fire on my skin was back but now it blazed for her.
We slammed from one thing to another as we joined.
I had her in every way I could dream of until she cried out from fatigue.
Then I wanted more.
‘Stop now,’ she gasped.
‘No.’ I grabbed her and began kissing her body.
‘Stop, Jales.’ She tried to push me away. ‘Merv!’
‘Jales?’ Merv’s voice cut into our privacy. ‘Glorious’s vital signs show that she’s suffering from exhaustion. You must stop now or you’ll have to be restrained.’
‘No,’ I whispered. ‘I need more.’
I didn’t even hear the door open as Lam and Muscle Massive burst into the room.
Massive tried to pull me away from Glorious but I elbowed him in the mouth, knocking him backwards. The gentle giant touched the blood on his lip with surprise.
He lunged again, this time grabbing my arms and holding tight while Lam punched me.
Aided by the slick sweat on my naked body I twisted from Massive’s grasp and launched myself at Lam. He might have been the real deal but my Eskaalim frenzy was no-pain stuff.
I flung him across the room before he could put a hold on me.
I heard the crack. Saw the angle of his arm. His pupils went pinhead-size with shock.
Massive chopped me across the neck with one huge hand.
Down on my knees but I still couldn’t feel the pain.
‘JALES.’
I whirled, seeking out Lavish - the reason I was being denied.
But he was ready for me, a lion-tamer with a stun-whip and an antidote spray.
As I collapsed to the floor, he doused Glorious as well.
She cried out at the sensory denial.
‘Shut - the fuck - up!’ Lavish screamed at her.
She jammed her fingers in her mouth and cowered away from his rage, sobbing. ‘I - I didn’t know this would happen, Delly. She’s different. It shouldn’t have been like this,’ she protested.
‘You were indulging yourself, you little bitch.’
As Massive dragged me from the room, I heard the sounds of Lavish slapping her.
‘Merv,’ I screamed into the air. ‘Tell Lavish to leave her alone or I’ll kill him.’
‘Calm down, Jales. You’re in withdrawal. You’re not rational.’ The calmness of the voyeur’s voice enraged me further.
Massive threw me into my room and locked me in.
I paced, a brooding lunatic, slamming myself against the door for an hour or more until the very last of my energy was spent.
But it wasn’t over.
Chapter Ten
T he full withdrawal started sometime during the night.
Massive held me down while Lavish shot me full of sedatives. They tied me on my side in bed and shoved a dog-chew in my mouth against the convulsions and peaks of rage.
I spat it out when the vomiting came.
And then the delirium.
. . . The Angel lounged on a sea of naked bodies. Legs and arms interchangeable, noises and damp skin smells.
This is far better, human. You can’t fight this . . .
I rocked and moaned in my restraint, gripped by thoughts of death. Then wishing for it. I hallucinated black whorls on my arms and legs.
The night passed in a hell of guilt and remorse and self-loathing. I’d never felt utter depravity before, or its flip side.
I’d put up no fight against the Eskaalim. Lust had become more dangerous to me than violence because I found it harder to resist. Then, when the lust had me, the violence returned.
By morning a residual headache, tremors and joint pain were still with me. So was the bloating in my groin and the mental scarring, leaving me exhausted and depressed.
I had to get out of this place.
There was no pleasure in what I’d done. Pleasure was conscious-choice stuff - not having the animal ripped from inside you and put on parade.
I didn’t need the
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