We passed different buildings and roads which I haven't been to before then after an excruciating minute we stopped by an antique shop that seems to be worn away even the signboard could fall off anytime soon and the windows haven't been wiped for a decade.

He got out of the car, not before giving me a stern look not to do something stupid or else this street might explode too, and left me with the driver who doesn't seem to acknowledge me at all.

He doesn't even look sympathetic to my situation nor gives a shit at me. He looks even more menacing like his fucked up boss. he even has a Skull brooch to make him look spooky as if the scar on his eye doesn't shout"if you mess up with the bull, you gonna be fucked by the Horn" look.

I got chills just trying to sneak a peek at what might be a possible escape for me through the window when he turned his face to warn me without any words to which I complied easily like a docile person.

My depressing emotion keeps recurring when I try to figure out how many fatalities that blast gave birth to. so many lives changed in just a blink because of him and I cried just to keep up with the blame I have for myself.

After what seems like forever my captor came out with a middle-aged lady with big eyes and a pre-brows-era look who looks like a Butcher's Wife whose body carries death with her around.

What is wrong with these people?

He signals for me to go out to which the driver unlocks the door for me then takes out an uzi gun pointed at the back of my skull for precautions.

Seriously, an Uzi?

We entered the place and indeed is filled with weird crap and ancient things and I think one of the infinity stones can be here.

But we didn't linger in the store, navigating to a long corridor we keep walking, leading me to a medium-size sterile medical room which I can see is surprisingly complete with modern and upgraded apparatus to which I believe I will be taken care of. I can see an operating table also. It's too far from the antique facade they have. These are some illegal activities being done.

I see a mirror and I wanted to see myself but my captor easily snatches away from me, I guess he doesn't like what he has done. He then came out of the room and I was left alone for some time until the old hag came with some medical supply kit. I guess she multi-tasking. What she did for some time is what a doctor would have done to me and I know she may have been a practician but I don't know. She looks like a doctor your parents would say if you don't behave.

I'm all good to go, she noticed the wounds I have after some bandages, a thorough check-up on my physical aspect, a tetanus shot, and put some ointment on my bruises and the bite marks I possess.

Then I notice something in the corner, something you only see when doing a transplant for a patient and my heart grip a new kind of fear.

She effortlessly notices that I flinch at her and gave me a grin like I a hit a jackpot.

She just gave me a Hush sign and then lifted my chin.

"Your eyes, I mean your cornea would have been worth a fortune," she suddenly said and I wished she did not.

"I have performed countless eyes transplants but never have I seen a shade as that". She complements.

I push my body away from her for I believe she can feel my uncertainty with her.

" don't worry sweet, I would not mess with , the king under the mountain".

She said while closing the door but not before he came with another tall medium-built guy who looks just like her except for his nose. He has some things with him and I can only pray that they won't harvest my eyes or my body organs.

"You look awful in those bandages," he said. Know I know his name useful if I ever get to the authorities.

" Sean, meet Kalen, Kalen this is Sean". I don't know what will happen next but I stood up and wanted to leave the door.

" don't fucking attempt a foolish escape, everyone here works for me. I have some business to attend to first but I will Collect you later when everything is completed". He taps on the guy named Sean and leaves me alone with Him. He doesn't look scary but he doesn't look friendly too with that poker face he has. He came near me then I feel a prick on my shoulder.

"buuuu-llllllllll".

Here goes another blackout.

5 hours

5 shitty hours with some people they consider themselves entitled to.

I no longer have patience for this bitches.

Entitlement is something I never have. I have to work my balls every day for what I have now.

I need them as well as they need me. Power, Dominion, and Terror work together to impose people's fear.

Tim is still babbling about his proposed project which may benefit us all when I see my phone lit up.

The work with her body is done and she bares my insignia from her chest to her spine. something I thought of frivolously but she needs to be protected for a while until I get tired of her which seems would not come because her cunt is such a temptation. She's not the first but she is the only one I've fucked more than thrice and still breathing.

that alone should be considered an honor for her.

At her spine, I specifically told design in a cursive way, " you are mine, here and on the next lifetime to come".

It will serve as a reminder for the rest of her existence. Something I know for sure will make her go nuts when she is awake. I even made her drink a GPS tracker in her body but she will never know that.

She is such a gem, practically too perfect for me. Couldn't lose that, right.

I take a pull of my cigarette, tapping on the ashtray. I have lost any amount of interest in this conversation as I recollect my first night with her. I cannot explain how I'm enamored by her brains and her character, her beauty is her ace too. She will never know how I've killed almost 5 men who attempted to date her or even tried to ask for her phone number.

I can't believe I'm having a hard-on just thinking about her tight pussy.

I can feel the bulge on my pants, I change my sitting position by leaning on the chair then let out a sigh, stood up, and went to the nearby window of this building.

They all stop what they're talking about and just observe me. I do have a tenacious character when I'm bored and all I ever want is to fuck her. They immediately wrap things up and I'm notified that it's done. I hurriedly went to the exit to fetch my lovely girl who is still unconscious by the time I got there.

I quietly locked the door as I got in.

Must be a powerful more tranquilizer, eh? For horses?

I saw her lying flat in her stomach with proper bandages for the tattoo, so I did what any vile person would do:

Masturbation is healthy and fun. I want to release endorphins!

That alone makes me feel like a child's about to open a shitty gift from Santa fucking Claus.

solo play Indeed.

I slip her dress down so I could have a look at her perky nipples and raised her skirt to take a sniff of her delicious pussy.

Divine. And all mine.

She looks ready to be eaten but I don't want her to wake up and ruin that wonderful art by struggling so I sat by her side and decide to stroke my powerful erection.

twisting strokes from the base to the tip. I used my palm and pull my cock's head with a full-hand grip. I added a little bit of rubbing to the classic grip. slowly but surely I will have my climax.

My cock seems to twitch in every movement I do. I moan with every pleasure I can make, imagining her soft hands doing this to me.

Slowly strokes then gradually increasing the speed and motion as the pleasure begins to build up then I tried out rubbing my shaft right up until the edge of ejaculation, then stop completely as I stand up. I know she will awaken soon and an evil plan is cooking in my mind.

I intensified the pleasure by pulling down my balls and stroking my whole damn shaft.

Humping and grinding as I take a look at her.

"Ahhhh!"... Biting my lower lip as I moan while gyrating and thrusting in speed until I'm ready to reach my orgasm with a ragged orgasmic breath.

" fuccccccking cuntttttt", I grit my teeth as I unload my cum in my hand careful enough not to drop some.

"I know you're awake my dear", I said in her ear then bit her chunky earlobe enough for her to sit up for the pain.

She looked at me in all my glory and then realized what will happen next. She started to cry while glancing at what I had in my hand.

I motion for her to drink it up and she shakes her head in protest. There's the fire in her eyes again and I'm going to assuage it. I grab a fistful of hair to pull down, tugging it with much force as I put my hand on her lips.

" take you it all!" firmly I said,

" show me much you love my cum, my dear".

As I expected her to be she hesitated to open her lips but she knew better than to test me as I give her a disappointing look.

I glided my semen into her mouth and against odds she tries to spit it out but I yank her hair again making her choke with her saliva.

" now. That. is my Whore!". Proudly I said like the pet she is and gave her a chaste kiss on the forehead.