Page 40 of Alice in Chains


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I didn’t ask for this. I don’t want to be mauled to death.

My Knight’s face transforms and becomes the distinct shadow of a wolf, half man and half predator. His dark eyes take on a yellowish amber hue as he moves inside me. I’m transfixed, too shocked to move.

“I won’t hurt you!”

How can I believe his words?

My Knight is still plunging deep inside as he fights to keep control. I can sense his struggle as his release approaches. My own need spirals higher even as I’m being fucked by a beast.

“Don’t stop,” his voice resonates addressing the wolf. “Pass this test and I’ll let you stay in Wonderland.”

I don’t dare to look at my Master’s shadow, refusing to acknowledge his presence in the room.

“I know what you did. I told you that hero complex of yours was going to get you into trouble. I hate telling you I’m always right. If you want access to her pussy, youwillobey.”

The Master was manipulating us both. He knew I wanted the Knight and he knew the Knight wanted me just as badly. He was torturing us and using our desires against us.

I quickly realize, the only way to survive is to follow his orders.

A lesson that’s repeated over and over again, no hope of escape.

My mind spins with every plunge of my White Knight’s cock. Colors swirl in front of my eyes and shift from one into the next as if they are wet paints on a canvas. My head turns from side to side as I become lost in the sensations, drugged by the intoxicating chaos of emotions churning within. The transition from dream to nightmare to reality keeps blurring.

His voice and commands become echoes, shifting my thoughts from that pleasured memory and back into the cold, hard, and the brutal reality of these four padded walls.

All I see is a prison.

What is real? What is fantasy?

Chapter 12

Dominic

I’ve beena master of deception for quite some time now, it was how I’d been able to secure my role as the Queen’s right hand. I’d gained her trust and with it, her protection, and her full support. All she really cared about was keeping Wonderland alive and she’d found me to make that happen.

Wonderland was a place where weak souls gathered, where they were broken and discarded after their use was exhausted. It was also a place where men with power could fulfill their deepest desires without fear of being found out. It was a dark playground, one that I had created, one in which I lived in. I thrived here and in return for my total and complete loyalty, I was given carte blanche. I could do whatever the fuck I wanted.

Nothing was forbidden.

Our dear Doctor was only a small piece in the grand scheme of things. If he thought he had any say in the process, he was dead wrong. On the contrary, I controlled every little aspect, especially when it came to Alice.

She’d been the most submissive of subjects, conditioned perfectly to become a part of Wonderland. Dozens of girls trusted her, dozens fell for her genuine heart. She trained and convinced them to come play, and oh, how they played. Gorgeous, erotic, sexy little nymphs that obeyed every order given.

But there was no one quite like Alice.

Millions of dollars would be paid to spend one night with her, my golden ticket. Her experiences were full of pleasurable acts that none of the other whores wanted to experience. Pain was all she ever knew of sex and her body could take anything that was demanded of it. I’d conditioned her to the point where she’d orgasm from the touch of a leather strap or the mere slap of the paddle on my palm.

At one point, I’d given her access to a special guest and he’d nearly killed her. After that night, she was never left unsupervised. My little pain slut would simply ask for more without knowing her limits, and that I could not allow. These acts would eventually kill her, and I needed her alive for as long as possible.

I made it clear in the beginning to every man who entered, that in all of Wonderland, only I had any rights to her.

I was not about to let go of the reins. My entire life was about control. No single female would ever change that reality. Maybe that was partially why I beat her. She had burrowed under my skin and I didn’t like the resulting weakness.

Alice had one thing I did not possess. Her power over men had been unfathomable, but her persuasion over other subjects was unmitigated. She was a fighter. Her will was still her own no matter how hard I tried to break and own it.

Unfortunately, my perfect subject had become tainted. I always knew that day would come, I just didn’t expect such a fight or the extent of her rage. One wrong dosage of our little blue mushroom, and she’d woken from her drug induced state, ruining everything. Needless to say, Absolem paid for that little mistake. He’d woken my Alice up too soon and now her hatred towards Wonderland knew no bounds. Worse, she stopped playing our games. I couldn’t allow her defiance. Her hatred towards me, I wouldn’t stand. How she could possibly believe she could run away from me was beyond my reasoning.

There was no escaping Wonderland. There was no escapingme.

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