Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 103211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
She still felt dazed from the whole experience. It was as though she could still feel Nox’s long fingers inside her pussy—their deep vibrations teasing and tingling her sensitive clit until she couldn’t take it anymore and came for him—came just as he was inserting the thick silver plug deep inside her.
He made me come, she thought, still having a hard time believing it. Nox had never touched her in an intimate way before, and though she had often fantasized about her big, muscular Protector making her orgasm, the reality had been even better than the fantasy. That enhanced hand of his was something else! She’d never dreamed he had a vibrate setting on it!
It had felt amazing—the most intense orgasm of her life, but it left her on uncertain terms regarding their relationship. Was this all just a big act to him—or was there something to it?
Guess I’ll have to find out later, she told herself. In the meantime, we need to focus on getting through this tour.
They came to a large clear box—big enough to hold a person—which was sitting on a waist-high pedestal. Lovely stopped in front of it, her clear turquoise eyes going wide.
“There,” she almost whispered to Seline. “There it is—the worst punishment in all the Halls of Pain.”
“What is it?” Seline asked, frowning. It didn’t look very scary to her—it was just a clear, empty box, probably made of some kind of plastic or glass.
“It’s the Ghost Box,” Lovely spoke in low, terrified tones. “Believe me, you never want to go in there! It’s the worst.”
“But what is it? What does it do?” Seline asked her.
“Ah—I think it would be easier to show than to answer that question,” Master Lendrex said, coming up behind her.
In fact, he was a great deal closer than Seline liked—she could almost feel the cold, golden scales on his chest brushing against her back. She stepped hastily to the side and Nox was suddenly there, encircling her with one arm and pulling her back so that she could feel his warm skin and hard abs against her shoulder blades.
“Show us then,” he said, speaking to Master Lendrex. “We are curious to see what this terrible punishment might be.”
“As you wish.” Master Lendrex turned to his pleasure slave. “Lovely? Would you like to get into the Box?”
Lovely paled, her eyes going wide.
“Oh no, Master—please!” she begged. “Please, I haven’t done anything wrong or given you any reason to punish me. I’ve been so good all evening!”
“But not quite as good as Seline was,” he remarked, frowning at her. “She gave her Master a much better suck than you gave me.”
“I…I’ll do better next time!” Lovely insisted, her turquoise eyes wide. “Please, Master—just don’t put me in the Ghost Box!”
Lendrex relented.
“Oh…very well. Blevin!” he called, waving to another couple in the dungeon. A warrior with silver and gold scales looked up. He had a girl with pale purple skin across his knee and he was evidently in the act of paddling her.
“Yes, Boss?” he asked, looking up from his companion’s bare behind.
“Come here and bring your little pleasure slave with you,” Master Lendrex ordered. “I need to show our visitors the function of the Box.”
“The Box?” The girl with pale purple skin bolted up off the man’s lap suddenly and looked like she might try to run away. But the male who Master Lendrex had called “Blevin” caught her by the arm and dragged her over to where they were standing.
“Put her in the Box,” Master Lendrex repeated. “Hurry up—we don’t have all day.”
“No—not the Box! I know I was bad, but please!” the girl with pale purple skin pleaded.
“Be quiet, Gigi,” the man called Blevin snarled. “If the Boss says he wants to see you in the Box, it’s into the Box you go.” And he lifted her by the waist and placed her directly into the large, clear container.
At first nothing seemed to happen, except the girl with pale purple skin began to cry. But she stayed where she had been put on her hands and knees and didn’t try to escape now that she was actually in the Ghost Box, Seline noted. She still couldn’t see what was so upsetting, though. Why was everyone so afraid to go into this plain, clear plastic box?
Then, all of a sudden, an unseen force ripped the bikini-like top that the girl named Gigi was wearing right off. She gasped but made no move to cover her large, pale purple breasts which now hung down below her.
“What—?” Seline began in a low voice, speaking to Lovely.
But the words died in her throat as she saw that something strange was happening to the girl’s nipples, which were dark purple. They began to be compressed and tugged though Seline couldn’t see who or what was tugging them. Streams of some kind of amber liquid began to flow from them. It was almost as though an invisible mouth and fingers were sucking and tugging her bare nipples.