She pulled a
curtain aside and gasped. There were nearly a dozen small TVs, each
one broadcasting live stream from around the castle. Ava recognized
the Monsters’ Lair, along with the fuck space in the middle, as
well as the dining room where she had eaten breakfast and watched
other women have sex with the beast.
There were also other rooms and areas that
Ava didn’t recognize. So this was how The Overlord watched over his
castle? She heard a noise from the far side of the room and she
quickly scurried back to the sofa. A shadow moved within the room
and Ava felt the hair on the back of her neck rise.
“Ava,” the cold voice said softly and her
named rolled of his tongue as if he were speaking to a lover.
She shuddered.
The man, or should she say monster, came into
view and Ava had to force herself from not turning her head away
and crying out with shock and disgust. He was tall and deathly
pale, his skin a sallow gray with flecks of black and white. His
arms and legs were thick and solid looking, and he had a broad
torso that looked as if it were made from decaying marble. Two
wretched wings sprung from the center of his back, and his face was
hard to put into words. The monster was some type of living
gargoyle. His eyes were human, and a deep gray, but that was where
the comparisons ended. His chin was pointy and his lips a gaunt
black. His cheeks were sunken in, and his ears were large and
pointy, protruding up and away from his head. Two small horns sat
on top of his head, making him look the demon that he was.
With a small gasp Ava realized he resembled
the crumbling gargoyles outside the fortress.
“I am The Overlord,” he whispered, his voice
rasping as he spoke.
“Do you have a real name?” Ava asked, unable
to stop herself.
The Overlord titled his head as if studying
her. “I do.”
“Are you going to share it?”
“No.”
“Why am I here?”
“I summoned you.”
Ava had to fight the urge to roll her eyes.
If this monster was going to fuck her or kill her, she just wished
he would get on with it already. Her hopes of escaping and making
it back to Drew were vanishing by the second.
The Overlord moved towards her, his eyes
running over her appreciatively. He stroked one of his horns
absentmindedly. Standing behind the couch he ran a cold hand along
her shoulders, skimming over the bare skin exposed on her back.
“Yes, you are perfect,” he murmured.
Ava shuddered again with repulsion.
“I have been waiting for a human like you.
You will be my pet, cucciola mia.”
Ava bristled at the tender Italian phrase.
Such a phrase was meant for lovers, not for this monster to say to
her.
“I will take you for my own. I will fuck you
until I own you and you will do as I say. I will watch you fuck
other monsters for my enjoyment and you will please me by obeying.
You will enjoy fucking these hideous creatures and you will love
the pleasure it brings me. When they are finished with you, I will
take you again, reminding you that you are mine. If you are truly
lucky, I will breed you and you will grow my seed in your belly. I
will treat you like a princess when we are alone so long as you act
a whore when we mate.”
Ava’s stomach churned at his words, and she
turned her head so he wouldn’t see her tears. The Overlord sat
beside her, gently tipping her chin to face him.
“Do you like this arrangement, Ava the
Human?”
“No,” Ava said in a small voice, turning away
again.
The Overlord smiled an ugly smile. “But you
will. Soon you will beg me to fuck you. Beg me to push my rock-hard
cock into your warm, soft pussy. And it will be an honor.”
Ava shook her head stubbornly, wanting to be
anywhere but here.
“But first we must get you ready. First we
must make you desire me more than the air that you breathe.”
Ava watched The Overlord skeptically as he
moved towards the dining table in the center of the room. Ava had
no idea how eating was going to help get her in the mood.
He