《The Order Of Machiavelli》12 - ♣ Scream And Get Killed(ii)
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Viv blushed slightly at his bluntness
"Who doesn't know about your acquisitions? You're the sadist who sucks little girls dry till they have nothing to give anyone else. You tag them with numbers, like prisoners and when you get tired, you throw them away like used tampons, driving most to commit suicide"
"you do your homework" he finally said after a brief pause, amused.
"I try". She snickered
"That day, you sentenced my only friend to die. That was the day you became a thief in my eyes. You made your first and second steal that day. First, you stole a life from me, secondly, you stole my fucking breath away. Today, you stole my most prized possession. A red diamond. Now in my book, thieves never go unpunished"
"okay first of all, your friend was guilty and I'm sorry but he deserved to die. Secondly..."
suddenly strong hands from nowhere clamped around her neck, choking her. The hand around her neck was ice chilled, like that of a dead person. She couldn't breathe. She was going blue.
Fifteen seconds. Thirty, fifty, ninety seconds... She was almost passing out, before the hand finally released her. She began coughing uncontrollably, wheezing and panting hard, her chest constricting in pain.
His voice, Deadly, was closer to her ear now, as icy hands trailed up her thighs; a sense of déjà vu hit her from Richard just few minutes ago.
Gosh! Where men ever going to stop trying to get between women's thighs?
"I was recently ordained as the new head of the Order. It's very normal for other members to challenge, and even go into battle of wits, will and violence with a new head. In his first one year reign, half of his members are his enemies, and will seek to do him harm. I then have to prove that I'm man enough and have what it takes, to be their leader. Once I can successfully get through the first year, as from the second year forward, no one will ever dare question my authority again" he paused briefly.
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"Another requirement is that I have a heir, before the end of the first year of my reign. A man isn't just judged by his degree of brutality. He's also judged by family. This is the first year of my reign and I'm required to have a stable wife, and child before the end of this year"
"Why are your hands so cold?" she whispered as she felt him breathe down her neck. His ascending fingers stopped mid thigh as she continued
"Its impossible for the hands of a human being to be that cold"
"Did I ever give you the impression that I was human?" he chuckled softly, staring right into her eyes.
"I'm a god sent to fulfill your every sexual desire...every sexual fantasy"
She felt the vibration then. She jumped. Dazed at the intensity of it. And then it started picking up speed at her thigh, till it became unbearable, then just outrightly painful.
He held it to that same spot. She struggled aggressively against the hands holding her but they weren't letting up.
"If you scream, your best friend is going to come up here... and I'm going to put a bullet in her skull. The sound of the gunshot is going to send your gateman running up here too. I'm going to have no choice but to also kill him. I want to watch you reach your breaking point and not be able to do anything about it. I want to watch you pass your peak and keep going. Till eventually you scream out all that tension, fastly building up within you."
And suddenly, the vibration was pressed directly at her clit.
She jolted up immediately at the contact, with the men tightening their hold on her.
She was thoroughly sweating now, panting hard and fast and struggling against the people holding her with all her might.
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She was shaking violently, her two legs trying their damndest to close, but she was held permanently wide open.
Her head began trashing from side to side, as tears fell in huge torrents down her eyes. She was biting her lips so hard, it started bleeding seriously, just to keep her mouth shut and not scream.
"Stop! Please stop! okay. Please. I love my friends. I don't want them to die. I can't take it much longer. You win okay. Wha....why..what do you want?"
her eyes travelled to the back of her head. She was seconds away from Cuming and at the same time, her brain was slowly shutting down. She was passing out.
"To truly prove to you that you're at my beck and call. In a moment, I'm going to tell you to cum and you're going to obey, because that's what dogs do best. They obey commands"
She couldn't stop herself from Cuming, even if she desperately wanted to, to prove him wrong
The real trick was cuming without screaming.
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