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“Yes, Aurora, I am your fucking god.”

Her eyes are transfixed on mine as I coax out her hunger for more. And her hips begin to gyrate against my hand.

“Is this what you wanted?” I ask.

She nods, barely able to reply through the heady moans.

“You taunted me,” I whisper into her ear, my fingers tightening around her neck so I can feel her pulse quickening with every breath. “Now give me what I’m owed.”

“Yes,” she mewls, her eyes almost rolling into the back of her head.

“That’s it. Show me what I live for, what I’d die for,” I groan as she falls apart at the seam.

Her pussy contracts around my fingers, spreading delicious juices as her legs begin to buck. She can barely stay standing, but I keep her pinned against the wall, thrusting in and out, flicking her clit like no tomorrow to coax out another orgasm.

The face she gives me is one of pure ecstasy, and if I could see this face for all eternity in death, I’d end my life right this very second. That’s how gorgeous she looks when she gives me everything she has to give. Again, and again, and again, until all that’s left of her is a whimpering, shaking, wet mess.

When I finally release her from my grip, she sinks to the floor like a used rag doll, breathing irregularly as though her heart can barely keep up with the orgasmic waves flooding her body.

And I stroke my cock with fervor, not giving a shit that she’s out of energy to do anything about it.

She taunted the beast, and now she’ll have him, raging hard-on and all.

“You belong to me,” I groan, flicking my hand back and forth across the tip of my length. “And every single one of your orgasms ismine.”

I roar out loud and thrust in my own hand, releasing myself, jetting my cum all over her body beneath me. I jerk off a few more times until I’ve finally let go of all that pent-up anger and lust and blow out a few heavy breaths.

Suddenly, the door at the top of the stairs opens, and a guard waltzes down. Aurora quickly raises her pants back up over her waist before anyone sees. I do the same with my linen pants, ensuring the flower isn’t damaged.

“Hey, you! What’s that ruck—Fuck.” The guard stops and stares at us halfway down the steps, his gaze slowly focusing on Aurora in shock. “Who the fuck put you in here!?”

He immediately approaches the cell and grabs his walkie-talkie. “We got a problem in the cell. Need some backup. I don’t know how, but he’s out of the chains.”

I march toward him and slam my fists through the bars, narrowly missing his face by a hair. He quickly sidesteps out of my reach.

“You motherfuc—”

He pulls out a tiny box with a few buttons on it, the same one my owner used to keep, and presses it.

The pain is instant, intense, but above all, cruel.

I sink to my knees, roaring in pain.

“No! Don’t hurt him!” Aurora yells behind me, but I can barely hear her voice through the visceral spasm twisting my body.

This new device is ten times worse than the collar ever was.

Fuck.

How am I going to survive this agony?

“Get her out of there!” the guard yells as some of his fellow guardsmen come downstairs.

“What? No,” Aurora yelps as the men open the door and step inside with a bunch of them.

And all I can do is watch helplessly as they drag her out of the cell and up the stairs.

“Beast!” she calls, her voice going through marrow and bone.

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