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Nodding in response, he gives a self-assured smirk. “Very well. Thenyield.”
His merciless nature is not lost on me.
In a dominant show of force, he grips the split that he’s created in the fabric and tears it down in a strip. I offer myself to him, sacrificing my mortal husk and all of my attachments.
Only through sacrifice can I find peace and ascension.
I close my eyes, expecting to find myself back in my own cavern.
None of this is real. You know that.
“I need to admire you as you are,” he growls, interrupting my thoughts.
But as the sounds of continuous ripping fill my ears, I open my eyes. I am naked and alone with him. Neither Mother nor my gods are here, proving that this cannot be an idle fabrication.
This is real.
It proves nothing. You know this is a lie.
He pinches at my nipples. They are hard and sensitive to his touch, and as he manipulates them, he grins up at me.
“I know you desire me,” he says. “Your body betrays your secrets.”
“I need your salvation,” I whisper to him. “I will do whatever you ask of me.”
His face becomes callous and hardened. His gaze upon me is stern and unwavering.
I can feel myself quivering, my legs struggling to support my body.
Though I may not know which being this envoy serves, may not even know who he is, I know that I need him. The urge is overpowering, stifling my rational senses and insanity alike.
“I would love to test that,” he says before digging into my breasts with his claws, sculpting them. I can feel his overpowering urge to remake me, my flesh like clay in his hands.
My brain screams at me as I am overcome with pain. But something about this pain is unfamiliar, and as I listen to myself, I am surprised by my own noises.
I can’t stop myself from emitting a moan, his grip on my breasts tightening.
His offensive has ceased to be mere touch. He constricts my breasts like a vice as he twists and twirls, manipulating flesh and nipple. He pulls them out even beyond their limits as they redden, and my veins throb visibly blue in response.
My body revolts against me, struggling to cope with the pain, but my mind knows the truth.
For my own safety, I must endure this.
To find what I have been seeking, I need to trust in him.
This being will provide me with plenty to drink and consume. And in consuming him, I will offer my gratitude.
He throws me down onto the dark tiphe bed. I want to stare into his ethereal eyes forever, but I am roused by screaming behind me.
In the headboard, I see faces with mouths agape, fighting to escape from their confines. They are dark and elven and wood-colored. For a brief moment, I am transfixed in their gaze, and the idea of them watching arouses me.
I can see their eyes roving over my body, taking in my strained and exhausted nipples and my urgently dripping wetness. They lust over me, ready to watch me become broken and defiled.
But they cannot claim me, because I amhis.
“Look at me!”
I turn to see the agitated divine being, whose body has started to glow. His form is imposing, muscles flexed in a show of dominance.
