arm through hers and leads her away. Chances are she will die tomorrow and he isn’t happy about that at all, and not just because he will lose yet another chance to have his heir. He needs the distraction from that revelation just as much as she does.
~ Chapter Eleven ~
Axelle wakes up the next morning in the dark room. She wiggles in the bed and her naked body slides across the gorgeous silk sheets. She sighs and with a smile remembers the events of last night.
Luc had taken her to a live torture show. Where or how, she has no idea, all she knows is that it had excited her to see the female dominating the weak male and the scent of his blood had aroused her beyond belief. She had grown bold and taken Luc’s hand to place in between her legs. She had held her breath as he squeezed, but then he quickly removed his hand with a hiss.
Her eyes fly open as she remembers seeing something. She could have sworn she saw a forked tongue slip out of his mouth, but when she looked again it wasn’t there. Oh how she wants him to kiss her with that tongue and thinking of all the other things he could do with it sends a bolt of desire coursing through her and she moans, turning her head into the silk pillow. He is killing her with his abstinence.
She groans then as she remembers that today is the day she might not survive. She wants to weep and crawl under the bed and refuse to let it happen, but she knows that isn’t an option. So what better way to distract herself and give herself a big send off. If Luc won’t give her one, then she will just take it herself. She slides her hands down the silk sheets, bunching them up as she goes along, exposing her naked body, and hoping that Luc is watching her.
She lightly fingers herself, feeling how wet she is and she gasps, putting on a little show for him… just in case.
***
Of course Luc is watching her. He hasn’t taken his eyes off her since he put her to bed several hours ago. Between the torture show and Axelle’s arousal, she had nearly sent him over the edge. He can still feel her wet pussy on his hand and it makes his already hard cock twitch. He grips the hair of the female that is servicing him with her mouth and he rams into her harder. He’d had no choice last night but to take some entertainment. He couldn’t keep his sexual frustration bottled up for a moment longer. Axelle is driving him wild just by being in his presence. But just because he is with another bitch it doesn’t mean he is paying any attention to her. No, his eyes are only on the wall projection of his bound one. Who is now servicing herself in such an enticing manner, he knows that she is hoping he is watching her.
He pushes his cock further down the throat of the female and she gags. It irritates him, and he is done with her. He fucks her mouth hard then, enjoying hearing her choke and when the times comes, he doesn’t pull out, but instead lets his seed shoot down her throat and wrap itself around her essence. She is dead before he has pulled out of her mouth and when he pushes her away from him, she has shriveled up and as she hits the floor, she explodes into a cloud of dust.
Luc sneers down at her. That didn’t take long at all. Usually they have a bit more fight about them, but he supposes he wanted a weak one. One the total opposite of Axelle who is so strong it makes his heart pound. He knows that she will fight to the bitter end.
He watches as Axelle comes loudly--for his benefit no doubt--and then he waits. He waits to see what she will do next.
Unfortunately she doesn’t carry on, she just gets up and stalks into the en-suite bathroom slamming the door closed behind her.
He sighs and switches off. He should get ready himself and go to greet her. He will sit with her until the next phase kicks in and then it will be a game of wait and see.
***
Axelle climbs out of the shower and dries off. She stares into the brightly lit mirror above the sinks just to
~ Chapter Eleven ~
Axelle wakes up the next morning in the dark room. She wiggles in the bed and her naked body slides across the gorgeous silk sheets. She sighs and with a smile remembers the events of last night.
Luc had taken her to a live torture show. Where or how, she has no idea, all she knows is that it had excited her to see the female dominating the weak male and the scent of his blood had aroused her beyond belief. She had grown bold and taken Luc’s hand to place in between her legs. She had held her breath as he squeezed, but then he quickly removed his hand with a hiss.
Her eyes fly open as she remembers seeing something. She could have sworn she saw a forked tongue slip out of his mouth, but when she looked again it wasn’t there. Oh how she wants him to kiss her with that tongue and thinking of all the other things he could do with it sends a bolt of desire coursing through her and she moans, turning her head into the silk pillow. He is killing her with his abstinence.
She groans then as she remembers that today is the day she might not survive. She wants to weep and crawl under the bed and refuse to let it happen, but she knows that isn’t an option. So what better way to distract herself and give herself a big send off. If Luc won’t give her one, then she will just take it herself. She slides her hands down the silk sheets, bunching them up as she goes along, exposing her naked body, and hoping that Luc is watching her.
She lightly fingers herself, feeling how wet she is and she gasps, putting on a little show for him… just in case.
***
Of course Luc is watching her. He hasn’t taken his eyes off her since he put her to bed several hours ago. Between the torture show and Axelle’s arousal, she had nearly sent him over the edge. He can still feel her wet pussy on his hand and it makes his already hard cock twitch. He grips the hair of the female that is servicing him with her mouth and he rams into her harder. He’d had no choice last night but to take some entertainment. He couldn’t keep his sexual frustration bottled up for a moment longer. Axelle is driving him wild just by being in his presence. But just because he is with another bitch it doesn’t mean he is paying any attention to her. No, his eyes are only on the wall projection of his bound one. Who is now servicing herself in such an enticing manner, he knows that she is hoping he is watching her.
He pushes his cock further down the throat of the female and she gags. It irritates him, and he is done with her. He fucks her mouth hard then, enjoying hearing her choke and when the times comes, he doesn’t pull out, but instead lets his seed shoot down her throat and wrap itself around her essence. She is dead before he has pulled out of her mouth and when he pushes her away from him, she has shriveled up and as she hits the floor, she explodes into a cloud of dust.
Luc sneers down at her. That didn’t take long at all. Usually they have a bit more fight about them, but he supposes he wanted a weak one. One the total opposite of Axelle who is so strong it makes his heart pound. He knows that she will fight to the bitter end.
He watches as Axelle comes loudly--for his benefit no doubt--and then he waits. He waits to see what she will do next.
Unfortunately she doesn’t carry on, she just gets up and stalks into the en-suite bathroom slamming the door closed behind her.
He sighs and switches off. He should get ready himself and go to greet her. He will sit with her until the next phase kicks in and then it will be a game of wait and see.
***
Axelle climbs out of the shower and dries off. She stares into the brightly lit mirror above the sinks just to
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