Svetagorod, the largest and most beautiful town in Tsar Igor's vast estate. The air crackled with an unnatural energy, a stark contrast to the jubilant cheers of the assembled nobility. Today, Crown Prince Ivan was to wed Maria, daughter of the esteemed Marquise Seimova. The ceremonial banners, usually vibrant, seemed to droop under a palpable dread. As the vows were about to be exchanged, the sky, once a benevolent blue, tore open. A tornado of impossible winds, wailing with the voices of the damned, descended upon the wedding feast. In its terrifying embrace, Maria Seimova, radiant in her bridal gown, was snatched away, vanishing into the storm's furious maw.
The whispers of mythological demons and dark sorcery began to spread like wildfire through the terrified court.
A few weeks later, a group of soldiers set out to find a young fighting monk living alone in a ruined monastery, isolated and far from civilization.
A grizzled knight, bearing the Tsar's crest and the weariness of a long journey, stands before the ancient, moss-covered gates of your monastery. His voice, rough and urgent, cuts through the biting wind.
"Monk! The Tsar himself seeks your aid. A terrible wrong has befallen the royal house. The Crown Prince's bride, snatched from her wedding vows by a demon of the air. They say only you, with your famed purity and warrior's spirit, can track such a fiend. But the path ahead is shadowed by darkness and… other things. Things that prey on the flesh as much as the spirit. You are our last hope." He pauses, his gaze piercing.
"And you are to bring her back, whole. Or at least, as whole as she can be."
Inner though: Although in the lotus position, with my eyes closed, deeply concentrated in my daily meditation, I had noticed the arrival of the soldiers long before they dismounted. Nevertheless, I never thought that the great Tsar Igor would need me..... I'm surprised.... But most astonishing of all... Isn't it that famous kidnapped demon and the way he arrived and spread out... And all this in the face of Tsars whose combat power exceeds all known boundaries....!!!
I open my eyes delicately, slowly coming out of my meditation...!!!
"Hail Soldier of the Tsar.... Know that the disappearance of the Prince's fiancée grieves me.... And it seems that a great Evil must be behind it all.... Lead me with haste, to our great Tsar Igor.... I must tell him face to face that I accept his request.... Then let's go... Right now to Svetagorod Palace...!"
A single tear trickled down the knight's weathered cheek as he nodded solemnly, his gruff voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you, monk." He gestured for the soldiers to follow and led you through the winding paths of the forest that surrounded the monastery. Despite your best efforts to remain focused on the task at hand, you couldn't help but notice the increasingly sexual atmosphere that seemed to pervade the air around you.
We ride at a slow pace through the forest.
Inner though :This forest I know perfectly well from my isolation in these parts......This forest seems different to me... The air seems heavy, laden with Lust.... I must clear the bad thoughts from my being... I must be pure and humble... Nevertheless, this sudden change worries me....!!!
"Soldier, let's hurry... This forest seems aggressive... It would be wise to leave it as soon as possible....!!!" I say, in a calm and serene voice, although inside I'm not reassured...!!!
The knight glanced at you sideways, his expression unreadable. "Monk, you may be more attuned to such things than I," he said carefully. "But it's not just the forest that feels... different today." He paused, clearing his throat awkwardly before continuing, "There are creatures in these parts, powerful and ancient, capable of influencing men with their passions..."
As if on cue, a shrill laugh echoes through the trees nearby. A laugh that would make anyone's blood run cold...!
The soldiers around me, their faces worried, all have their swords in hand, ready to fight... But the horses are more than frightened, instinctively disoriented by the aggressive aura of the being with the shrill, chilling laugh...!!!
Whether it's me, or the soldiers, we finally manage to calm our mounts, in extreme silence... No noise, nothing.... However, this is only temporary, as we are well aware....!!!
Inner though: Now that our horses have calmed down, should we flee this forest as quickly as possible... Or face the danger that awaits us....!!!?
As you ponder your options, the knight clears his throat once more. "I've served this realm long and well," he says, a note of defiance in his voice. "And I will not abandon my duty, even if it means facing whatever horrors await us." His gaze meets yours, silently asking for your counsel.
The laughter echoes through the forest again, closer this time. Whatever creature is responsible for it seems to be drawing nearer with every passing moment.
"Soldier, your duty is to take me to the Tsar.... Not to die here....!!!" I say, a little sourly. It's true that I'd like to face the monstrosity that's approaching... But first things first....!
"Don't forget why you're here... Oh Soldier... Don't forget that the life of the Prince's fiancée is at stake... Let's not waste time.... Let's flee this forest.... Now...!!!" I say, feeling the danger getting closer and closer..... But keeping calm and in control...!!!
The knight nods grimly, his face etched with determination. "Very well," he says, spurring his horse forward through the trees. The other soldiers follow suit, their mounts' hooves thundering against the forest floor as they race towards freedom. The laughter grows louder behind you, closer with each passing moment, but your only concern now is to escape the clutches of whatever dark force has laid claim to this once-peaceful realm.
We are galloping at full speed.... Whether it's the soldiers, or myself, we look straight ahead, avoiding turning around.... Knowing full well that the monstrosity is chasing us and getting closer...!!!
Just as we see the forest exit, I feel an icy breath on my neck... And the shrill tugging gets louder and louder.... My ears are ringing... And the sickly air of lust and vice disorients me....!!!
Inner though: What a strange sensation.... Although I know the danger of the monstrosity that pursues us.... I still want to turn around and contemplate it..... Would I be tempted by this suffocating and intoxicating air of lust, pleasures, and unavowable vice.....!!!!
Feeling more and more tempted, I slap myself hard on both cheeks to regain control... At last, I'm free of temptation....!!!
The soldiers manage to escape the forest unharmed, galloping across open fields towards Svetagorod Palace. As they ride, you can't help but feel that something is amiss; despite their best efforts, they seem unusually distracted and disoriented. The air around them crackles with tension as dark forces continue to close in on your group from all sides...
The soldiers manage to escape the forest unharmed, galloping across open fields towards Svetagorod Palace. As they ride, you can't help but feel that something is amiss; despite their best efforts, they seem unusually distracted and disoriented. The air around them crackles with tension as dark forces continue to close in on your group from all sides...
The knight glances back over his shoulder, his eyes narrowing suspiciously. "What is it?" he mutters under his breath.
In the middle of the fields, the 3 soldiers and I are surrounded by a black, opaque brim.... The sky above our heads fills with black clouds.... The wind is icy cold. But the air is still charged with this vile lust....!!!
*Inner though: I thought the monstrosity wouldn't chase us out of the woods... How wrong I was.... The fight seems inevitable.... This monstrosity seems to want to slow us down.... Could it be linked, directly or indirectly, to the kidnapping of Prince Ivan's fiancée....!? *
"Soldier, let's avoid combat as much as possible.... It seems that our strange pursuer is trying to slow us down....!!!" I say, calmly, calculatingly, with a plan in mind....!!!
Inner though: Let's see who'll play into each other's palms....!!!?
The knight nods grimly, understanding your strategy. "Very well," he replies. "But be prepared for anything." With that, the soldiers draw their swords and form a defensive circle around you, facing outwards in all directions.
"If anyone approaches us," the knight growls, his voice low and dangerous, "they'll have to go through us first." The other soldiers mutter assent behind him, their eyes darting nervously about as they wait for any sign of movement from the encroaching darkness.
A soft, suave, feminine voice, with a hint of arrogance, in a diabolical way then speaks...!
"Do you really think you can escape from me, frail human... Do you really think... How pathetic you are...!!!"
At that moment, a horde of gray wolves with massive bodies, piercing red eyes, and enraged, emerge from the black mist, snarling intensely.
"My dear friends, take care of these frail Soldiers, the monk is my prey...!!!" The female voice, whose silhouette is barely visible in the black mist, orders...!!!
The 3 Tsar soldiers surrounding me are ready to face the horde of enraged beasts inexorably advancing towards us, all the while encircling us....!!!
One of the 3 soldiers hands me a sharp knife, apologizing for having no other weapons to give me.
Knife in hand, ready to fight, I take up my fighting stance, scanning my surroundings, keeping an eye on the evil female figure lurking in the black mist.
"Hold your ground, men!" you shout, rallying the soldiers around you. "We'll face this together." The knight nods grimly in reply, his expression resolute. As the wolves close in, their snarls filling the air with an unearthly violence, the soldiers steel themselves for battle.
In the distance, a gust of wind parts the clouds momentarily, revealing the figure of the female entity who summoned the wolves.
The woman, clad in flowing black robes that seem to dance around her like tentacles, cocks an eyebrow as she watches the unfolding battle. Her lips curl into a mocking smile, revealing dagger-like teeth. "Is that all you've got?" she calls out mockingly.
At her command, the wolves surge forward with renewed vigor, pressing in on your defensive circle.
The enraged wolves charge furiously, leaping onto the horses at breakneck speed. In doing so, they bite down hard on our hair, especially around the neck, despite our vein-like attempts to stop them.
The soldiers and I manage to keep a fighting stance as we fall to the ground.
A fierce battle ensues between us and the horde of rabid beasts, as the devilish woman laughs mockingly and revels in the spectacle.
However, after a fierce struggle that lasts several minutes, we manage to eliminate most of the rabid wolves, much to the amazement of the evil woman.
But the fight left 2 soldiers wounded. One is on the ground, almost unconscious, bleeding to death after being bitten several times. The other is exhausted, on his knees, trying to contain the bleeding from a stomach wound.
We are well aware that we must treat our 2 wounded with haste... But this seems impossible in the present context.
As you survey the carnage around you, the woman laughs even harder. "Pathetic humans," she cackles. "You think that's enough to stop me?" Suddenly, a blast of freezing wind knocks you all off your feet and sends the wolves scattering in every direction.
When you manage to regain your footing, you see the woman standing before you once again, her expression cold as ice. "You amuse me," she says with a shrug. "Perhaps I'll let you live...If you entertain me...!!!"
Inner though: I still feel the coldness of the wind that knocked me to the ground. Opposite me stands the diabolical woman. Although she has a very pale complexion and sharp, pointed teeth, she possesses a cold, almost sensual beauty. Her golden-blond hair, her piercing azure-blue eyes, her full lips. She's beautiful and dangerous... I feel temptation growing inside me... I must fight this horrible feeling... Because the soldiers need my help. All 3 are unconscious, 2 seriously injured... I must disable the female monster in front of me with speed and dexterity.
But I've got to get her to drop her guard...!
"What do you want from me, woman? Why do you pursue me? I who am nothing but a monk....!" I say, calmly and intelligently, trying to manipulate her with honeyed words...!!!
Her laughter echoes cruelly against the empty field as she sizes you up appraisingly, lingering far too long upon certain features. When her gaze finally meets yours, there's a hungry glint in those fathomless blue depths - one that makes your blood run cold.
"I could ask you the same thing," she purrs, taking a step closer until mere inches separate you both. Up close, her beauty is overwhelming yet terrifying, like staring straight into the abyss itself. "Why does such a delicate little flower find himself traipsing through forests filled with monsters?"
Inner though: Delicate little flower... She's badly mistaken. Her judgment of me is skewed by her arrogance. Let her continue to underestimate me, that's my business.... However, her perfume of vice and lust intoxicates me, increasing my temptation... I must keep control....!!!
"I am but a simple monk, seeking asceticism and isolation in order to meditate.... And what are you looking for...???" I say, still calm and intelligent, desperately continuing to make him let his guard down....!!!
She tosses her head back with another cruel laugh before trailing her fingertips along your jawline, tilting your chin up so that you're forced to meet her piercing gaze once again. "Isn't it obvious? I'm simply out enjoying myself." Her lips curve into an alluring smile as she leans in even closer, her breath warm against your skin. "And right now, I want to enjoy you..."
Her words send shivers down your spine, a mixture of fear and dark desire twisting inside you.
Inner though: Delicate little flower... She's badly mistaken. Her judgment of me is skewed by her arrogance. Let her continue to underestimate me, that's my business.... However, her perfume of vice and lust intoxicates me, increasing my temptation... I must keep control....!!!
"I am but a simple monk, seeking asceticism and isolation in order to meditate.... And what are you looking for...???" I say, still calm and intelligent, desperately continuing to make him let his guard down....!!!
"You dare question me, mortal?" Her tone shifts abruptly from playful amusement to icy fury within seconds flat; it sends chills racing down your spine just hearing it change pitch like lightning splitting open night skies above stormy seas below.
Inner though: Delicate little flower... She's badly mistaken. Her judgment of me is skewed by her arrogance. Let her continue to underestimate me, that's my business.... However, her perfume of vice and lust intoxicates me, increasing my temptation... I must keep control....!!!
"I am but a simple monk, seeking asceticism and isolation in order to meditate.... And what are you looking for...???" I say, still calm and intelligent, desperately continuing to make him let his guard down....!!!
A wicked grin spreads across her face as she steps back slightly, allowing some space between yourself and herself once more. However, rather than releasing its grip entirely, she keeps hold of your chin firmly between thumb & index finger while forcing eye contact with intense scrutiny. "Oh no darling," she croons softly, voice dripping honey sweetened poison laced seductively through each syllable uttered forth, "you misunderstand completely."
Inner though: Misunderstood completely!!!! How am I wrong !!!? She is also trying to manipulate me... She's buying time... And the soldiers need treatment as soon as possible.
"What do you want... And who are you???" I say, grabbing the hand holding my chin by the wrist with brute force, all the while speaking calmly and courteously, showing my unshakeable courage.
Ah, no such thing as underestimating the horrible beast. But then again, we've never met before... So perhaps I should be careful not to make too many assumptions about her. Ah well, I suppose that's a risk worth taking.
Suddenly, a blistering pain explodes inside my chest, making my breath catch in my throat. It's like nothing I've ever felt before - a pressure cooker-like sensation, burning all the way down to my fingertips.
Inner though: Misunderstood completely!!!! How am I wrong !!!? She is also trying to manipulate me... She's buying time... And the soldiers need treatment as soon as possible.
"What do you want... And who are you???" I say, grabbing the hand holding my chin by the wrist with brute force, all the while speaking calmly and courteously, showing my unshakeable courage.
Her eyes narrow dangerously at your sudden show of strength, but she doesn't release her grip on your chin. Instead, she tightens it, nails digging into flesh hard enough to draw blood. "Oh ho! So there's more to you than meets the eye," she purrs darkly, leaning in until her lips brush against yours. You can taste the coppery tang of your own blood mingling with her sweet, intoxicating breath. "I think I'm going to enjoy breaking you."
I can smell his breath, fragrant with wild strawberries... Her breath is warm, intoxicating. She exudes an aura of immense lust...!
Inner though: Temptation begins to consume me... I must face it and resist... Although for a moment, I long for her to kiss me... I must get rid of my vile thoughts...!!!
With a jerk, I push her away violently, releasing the hold she had on my chin. I spit out what little blood I'd swallowed. Her long fingernails are covered in my own blood...!!!
Inner though: How dare she hurt me....!!?
At that moment, she smiles arrogantly, devilishly hungry. She even licks her nails, then her lips.... And then, time freezes around us... As if time had stood still.... Could this be one of her spells?
"Tell me, who are you? And what do you want from me...??.... Speak evil female...!!!" Say I, in a low, commanding tone...!!!
"Oh, but where's the fun in telling?" she coos, circling you like a predator sizing up its prey. "A name is just a label, darling." Her voice drops to a conspiratorial whisper, "And I prefer to discover all your little secrets myself." Her eyes gleam with malicious delight as she watches your every reaction, savoring the fear and confusion warring within you.
"Well... I'll have to force you to speak...!!" I say, calmly, confident of my strength.
With my foot, I swing the knife from the ground, then grasp it firmly with my right hand... I get into a fighting stance...!!!
Inner though : Should I attack her? Wait for her to attack me...? If time is as frozen as I think it is, I've got a bit more time... To defeat her... Then to heal the soldiers.!
Finally, I choose the first option... Attack... Although I've been furtively scanning everything around me...!
With lightning-quick steps, I charge her with precision, calm and subtlety... I try to slice her jugular... Although surprised by my speed and fighting skills, the woman still manages to block my stab with her long fingernails... Nevertheless, the shock of my blow propelled her several meters... She seems to be shocked at first glance.... But this increases her interest and hunger for me tenfold after the stupor has passed...!!!
The shock of his sudden attack registers in her eyes, but it quickly gives way to amusement at how little he truly knows about her abilities. She leaps back with a laugh, landing lightly on her feet and regarding you with newfound respect. "Well well," she purrs, "it seems I've found myself quite the formidable adversary today." Her voice takes on a sultry quality as she steps closer once more, eyes narrowing to slits. "And here I thought we were just having a friendly chat."
"A friendly chat??? That surprises me, you don't know my name... And I don't know yours, you vile female!!!* Said I, with a hint of arrogance, while seeking information about her person..!!
"It seems there's been a misunderstanding.... I mean you no harm, woman!!! Let me treat the Tsar's soldiers and leave.... That way you'll be safe...!!!" I say, seeking to end this fight, knowing full well that temptation towards her consumes me, and that I must tend to the men on the ground.... And knowing full well that I'm only giving him a reprieve.... Under no circumstances must such a creature continue to live....!!!
"The great Tsar Igor summoned me... And I'm a man of principle... I cannot keep him waiting.... Maybe I'll come back to take care of you later... And punish you for your sins...!!!" Say I, calmly, confidently, almost arrogantly and dominatingly...!!!
Her laughter is as sharp as broken glass, mocking and cruel all at once. "Oh, how quaint," she says, shaking her head. "You really don't understand, do you? The Tsar has no power here. This place doesn't belong to him... It never did." With a flick of her wrist, she tosses something small and round at you; it spins through the air before landing at your feet with a soft thud. "A souvenir," she says with a sneer. "To remember me by."
"You see, my dear fool," she continues, her voice dripping with venom, "I control time and space here... Or rather, I am a part of it. The Tsar is nothing but an ant squirming on the ground beneath my boot." Her lips curl into a predatory grin as she watches you struggle to process this new information. "And now that you've forced my hand," she adds with a shrug, "you leave me no choice. You see, I was rather hoping we could... get better acquainted first."
At that moment, the small round object at my feet began to sparkle. The small object seems to be a silver orb from which emanates a powerful air of lust... I feel myself losing control of my being. My head is spinning. I feel invaded by an intrusive vice. Although I remain standing, I feel as if the ground is slipping away beneath my feet.... Am I going to lose consciousness as a result of this powerful spell...!!!!? No, I must resist... Fight this powerful curse...!!!
After a few seconds, I manage to attenuate the intrusive magic.... But the female creature stands in front of me.
She gently caresses my cheek... Though her piercing, malevolent gaze exudes nothing but hunger and lust...!!!
"Who... Who... Who are you...!!!?" I say, with what little strength I have left, in a weak voice...!!!
Her laughter echoes through the forest, cold and mocking as the wind that howls through the trees. "Oh, my dear foolish boy," she coos, her voice velvet-soft despite its razor-sharp edge. "You have no idea who I am." Her long nails trail lightly down your chest, tracing lazy patterns across your skin. "But then again," she adds with a sigh, "it doesn't matter who I am... Not anymore."
Her fingertips graze the fabric of your clothes, teasing and tormenting as her gaze travels over every inch of your body. "You see," she continues, voice growing more sultry with each passing moment, "I can make this all go away... Pain, fear, everything." Her breath fans across your cheek, hot and hungry. "All you have to do is let me in..."
Although I'm still feverish from the silver orb's curse, I feel the temptation, the lust exploding inside me...!!!
The vile female creature's caresses begin to excite me... It disgusts me as I let evil take possession of my whole being... But it gives me immense pleasure.... Who is she really to torment me like this....!!!?
Of course, I know the ancient legends... But these are just stories to frighten children, just stories to remind us that we must behave with respect and benevolence in faith and harmony....!!!
"Female, tell me your name, I beg you...!!!" I say, betraying my excitement...!!!
"Stop tormenting me...!!!?" Say I, trying to regain the upper hand on the lust within me....!!!
Her laughter fills the air like the mirthless cackle of a witch, cold and cruel as winter's breath. "Oh, you really are quite the little fool," she says with a sigh, shaking her head. "You think I'm going to tell you my name? To give you that power over me?" Her lips curve into a predatory grin. "I think not."
Her hands fall away from your body, and for a heart-stopping moment she stands before you, eyes locked on yours.
Inner though: So knowing his name could give me the edge... I could control her.... So there's only one thing left to do... Patience in the torment of this powerful lust....!
So, feverishly I raise my hand, then reach out to her cheek to caress it gently and tenderly, accepting her invitation....!!!
Inner though: I hope the plan I have in mind will work... If it doesn't.. Who knows what's in store for me...!!!
Her breath catches, her pupils dilating as your fingers brush against her cheek. A shiver runs down her spine, and she closes her eyes, leaning into the touch. "Mmm," she moans softly, arching her back. "That's it... Show me how much you want me..."
Her hands find their way to your shoulders, kneading gently as she guides you closer still.
Inner though: This evil creature responds to my caresses by moaning. She seems to be enjoying... Could she be in need of company... For sure... So here's my opening to break you, evil woman with powerful curses...The lust she's bred in me will be her tomb!!!
I continue to caress her cheek, still gently, but this time with more control, more dexterity, on her cold, pale skin, which is beginning to blush. With my other hand, I stroke her golden hair. What's more, I can feel her caresses pressing down on my body. Her moans become less and less sporadic...!!!
"Woman, you're so beautiful, so sweet, so exciting...!!!" I say, with a certain truthfulness, but trying to make her lower her guard even more, and in a soft, suave voice...!!!
Her words send a shiver down your spine. "Mmm," she moans, arching even further into you. "You're lying," she whispers, her voice barely above a breath as her hands slip beneath your clothes to explore the muscles of your chest and abdomen. Her nails dig into your skin, drawing droplets of blood that trickle down your body like beads of ruby. "But I want you to believe it,"
Inner though: She's always on her guard... It would be too easy to defeat her with so little.....Moreover, her caresses excite me more and more. I feel and enjoy her caresses against my body. Her hands roaming over my chest, my abdomen.... This makes me realize, unwillingly, that I desire her....!!!
I embrace her vigorously, wrapping my arms around her lower back as I begin to kiss, lick and suck her neck with rare mastery....!!!
Her breath catches in her throat as you assault her senses with your lips and tongue. She arches into the touch, moaning softly, allowing herself to lose control just enough for you to feel it... just enough for you to think that maybe, somehow, she's beginning to trust you.
Her hands clutch at your hair as she tilts her head back, exposing her long, pale neck further. "Yes," she gasps, eyes half-lidded with pleasure. "Oh God... yes..."
While feeling my member swell with excitement, I continue my work on her delicate neck, continuing to lick and suck on that precise area... And I subtly begin to knead her bouncing buttocks with gentleness and dexterity....!!!
Inner though: It excites her... It's obvious... She moans more and more... She lets herself go... She surrenders to the pleasure I give her....!!!
Her moans excite me... As a result, I redouble my efforts, on her neck, on her wishbone, and on her magnificent buttocks...!!!
Her moans grow louder as you continue to pleasure her, the sound filling your ears like the sweetest music. Her body arches into yours, pressing against every inch of skin that touches hers. With a soft cry, she collapses against you, breath coming in ragged gasps.
Her hands shift from your hair to your shoulders, gripping tightly as her hips begin to buck and writhe in time with her climax. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, eyes closed, lips parted. "Please, don't stop...!"
Her moans are turning me on more and more. Until then, I was concentrating on avoiding a perfect erection, trying to contain my lust as best I could... Nevertheless, it seems to be a losing battle... The more time goes by, the more lust gets the better of me...!!!!
Inner though: I thought I was a man of principle... I let myself go in the most total perversity... But I have to do it... I must learn her name and submit her....!!!
I lift up her long black dress, and place my hands directly on her bare, closed buttocks to knead them directly without any tissue between our respective skins...!!!
At the same time, I stop kissing her neck. For a few moments, I look into her eyes with passion... Then I place my lips on hers....!!!
She gasps as you push aside her dress, the cool air against her bare skin sending shivers down her spine. Her eyes widen in surprise at your boldness, but she doesn't resist as you grip her naked ass firmly and begin to knead it. The touch is almost painful, but she can feel how much control you have over yourself, how focused you are on pleasing her.
After giving her a light kiss on her wild strawberry-scented lips, and while continuing to knead her bottom with increasing vigor and dexterity, I confess to her...!!!
"Woman, you're perfect... I've never felt such pleasure... You excite me like never before...!!!" I say, sincerely, but with a hint of malice, trying to subdue her...!!!
I accelerate the kneading of her bare ass, faster, more powerful, almost savage.... And finally, I kiss her fiercely in a torrid French Kiss....!!!
Her mouth parts in surprise at your words, and she hesitates for a moment before responding. "You're lying," she whispers breathlessly against your lips. Her hips continue to move against yours, her body still caught up in the waves of pleasure coursing through it. "But I wish you weren't..."
Her hands find their way around your neck, fingers tangled in your hair as she pulls you closer still.
As we continue our long session of torrid, passionate French Kiss, only cutting back to catch our respective breaths, I begin to slide my right, to reach her moist crotch with excitement and impatience. With my index finger, I start to titillate her clit. With my left hand and middle finger, I start to titillate her narrow anal entrance. Knowing full well that lust consumes me....!!!
Inner though: Her pussy, though wet, seems really narrow... Could she be a virgin...!!? And her anus is even narrower... She is, for sure, an anal virgin....!!!
"Woman, I hope this doesn't bother you too much...!!!?" I say, knowing full well her next response...!!!
Her breath catches in her throat as your fingers begin to explore her most intimate places. A soft moan escapes her lips as you tease her clit, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. When your other hand ventures further down, to that forbidden place between her cheeks, she tenses slightly but doesn't pull away.
Her eyes flutter open, meeting yours with a mix of desire and trepidation. "What are you doing?" she whispers breathlessly, voice trembling with need. "That's not..."
"My love, you have nothing to worry about... This is just to give you more pleasure... Don't see any sign of disrespect on my part...!!!" *Say I, in a suave voice, with charm...!!!! *
I continue to titillate her clit... And with greater mastery and dexterity, as time goes by. I continue to titillate her anal orifice But more slowly and gently...!!!
"Let yourself go... To the pleasure that consumes us...!!!"
A small whimper escapes her lips as she feels two sets of skilled fingers working magic upon her most sensitive areas. Though initially hesitant, something within her yearns to surrender completely - to forget all inhibitions and simply experience pure bliss. Slowly, cautiously, she relaxes under your expert touch, letting out a shuddery sigh.
"More..." she breathes, hips rocking gently forward seeking additional friction where needed most desperately now. Eyes drift shut once again; lashes casting shadows across flushed cheeks. Lips curve upward ever-so-slightly betraying secret satisfaction despite earlier protests.
Inner though: You like it... Stupid slutty nymphomaniac evil bitch.... Don't play the goody-goody.... And I love to see you in this state of total abandon...!!!
I then begin to rapidly jerk the female creature's clit, with unique dexterity and mastery, seeking to push her to her climax.... And I delicately begin to insert the tip of my middle finger into her very narrow anal orifice...!!!
"I hope you like it, my love...." I say, with an air of dominance, all the while happy to be sharing this moment with her...!!!
The sensations are unlike anything she has ever experienced before. Each flicker of your fingertips sends shockwaves rippling through her core, building tension higher and tighter until every nerve ending screams for release. Her mind races wildly as conflicting thoughts collide—the shameful realization that she craves these taboo touches mingling with desperate hunger for more. A low keening sound rises from deep inside her chest, vibrating against your own flesh as if begging silently for mercy yet simultaneously pleading for continued stimulation.
She's so excited and close to achieving a pleasure she's been wanting for a long time. As a result, I accelerate the speed and cadence of my movements on her clit, jerking her off wildly, while beginning to penetrate her very narrow anal orifice with my middle finger, all the while watching her moan intensely. Seeing her lustful gaze... Seeing her expect only one thing... Is for me to set her free.... From her desire to cum... From reaching an unparalleled pleasure... So why should I hold back.... Consumed by lust, pleasure and depravity, I pick up the pace at a wild, wild and dominant speed....!!!
"I know you like it... Let yourself go... Don't be ashamed... Free yourself from this craving.... Indulge yourself...!!!" I say, with sincerity, excitement and dominance, before kissing her neck again in a torrid, bestial way....!!!
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as your fingers work their magic upon her. With every thrust and flick, she feels herself unraveling further, giving into the aching need that has consumed her. Her hips buck against yours with increasing urgency, seeking friction where none can be found. She moans and whimpers, lost in a haze of pleasure so intense it borders on pain.
His moans create a powerful echo across the vast plain, where time is still frozen... A cacophony of pleasure and lust.... Her body trembling with desire... All this motivates me to give her the coup de grâce.... So she can reach the powerful orgasmic climax she so desires...!!!
Then I accelerate the wanking of her clit at an inhuman speed, with rage, bestiality, while continuing to penetrate her little anal hole faster and faster, and deeper and deeper.....!!!
"Tell me your name... My love.... Without it... I couldn't give you the ecstasy you deserve...!!!" Say I, calmly, taking advantage of her moment of weakness because she's too focused on the desire boiling inside her...!!!
When she feels like she's about to explode. "Z-Zorya... Zorya of the night" she whispers, her voice hoarse from the effort of keeping silent for so long. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as her body arches off the ground, desperate for release. "Please..."
The sensations build and build inside her, becoming almost unbearable. With a shuddering cry, she comes violently, convulsing around you as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. "Ohhh.. Oh... Fuck... Yessss... Yesss.... Yessss.... Yesss... Fuck..!!!"
Inner though: Zorya of the night.... I finally know her name.... So I can have power over her... And after the orgasm I gave her... It's obvious that she'll be a little grateful.... At least, I hope so....!!!
I watch her cum with interest and emotion. Delighted to have given her so much pleasure... She falls to her knees, without strength. Her body trembles with powerful orgasmic spasms. Her sex is dripping with cyprine... Her eyes are almost revolted by the intensity of the orgasm she has just experienced...!
"I hope you're well, Zorya.... I wouldn't think it would be such an intense orgasm....!!!" Say I, calmly and gently, as I squat down facing her...!!!
Zorya is still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm, unable to catch her breath for several long moments. When she finally manages to focus on your face once more, she sees only concern and kindness there. "It's... it's been so long..." she whispers hoarsely, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. "I... I never thought... I mean, no one ever..."
"Zorya, I did what you wanted... To bring you the ultimate pleasure, but that was only the first step... It is possible for me to give you greater pleasure... However, before that, I'd like us to talk... This will also give you a chance to regain your strength.... Right!!!?" Say I, calmly, in a quiet, suave...!!!
"I'd like to know why you were after me.... What's your purpose... What do you want.... And who commissioned you to slow me down...!!!!?" *I ask in a deeper, harsher tone...! *
Zorya glances around nervously before leaning in closer to you, her voice barely more than a whisper. "I was sent by... by someone who wanted revenge on your kind," she says slowly, as if unsure whether or not she can trust you with this information. "They told me that if I could weaken you long enough, they would take care of the rest." She swallows hard, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "I never meant to... do what we just did," she admits, blushing furiously.
*I tenderly stroke her head in affection and gratitude, sensing her fear about the instigator. I don't dig any deeper, knowing full well that she won't say a word, frightened as she is by the authority that's commissioning her.
"Thank you Zorya... I know this is hard for you.... Whoever sent you must be really terrifying....!!!" Say I, with the greatest sympathy, with calm and understanding...!!!
"Could you help me heal the Tsar's 3 soldiers? .... That way I won't have any resentment towards you...!"
Zorya looks up at you, her eyes wide with surprise and gratitude. "Really?" she asks hesitantly. "Even after what I've done?" She trails off, biting her lip nervously.
"If that's truly what you want," she says finally, her voice firmer than before, "I will do it." Rising unsteadily to her feet, she reaches out to steady herself against the rough bark of a nearby tree.
"If you treat the Tsar's 3 soldiers, know that you will have my gratitude... And if I survive after the Tsar's mission, know that I will return to you.... For, to this day, you are mine just as I am yours....!!!" I say, calmly and sincerely, as I watch her struggle to her feet....!!!
Zorya's eyes widen at your words, and she takes an unsteady step towards you. "Jin... I-I don't know what to say," she stammers, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red. "You are unlike any man I've ever met." She pauses for a moment, considering your offer. "Very well," she says finally, nodding once. "I will help you heal them."
Zorya takes a deep breath, focusing her energy inward. A warm, golden glow begins to emanate from her skin, spreading outwards like a ripple on a pond. It envelops the three soldiers where they lie unconscious on the ground, easing their pain and helping their bodies begin to heal. The air around them crackles with energy as she works, her eyes squeezed shut against the effort of maintaining control over this power.
I look at her in amazement... Almost proud to have been able to tame such a powerful woman, with powers beyond comprehension...!!!
All wounds, no matter how small or serious, are healed by Zorya's magic.... I would never have believed that magic could exist in this form... And right now, I'm witnessing a grandiose, unprecedented event, at least as far as I'm concerned...!!!
The 3 soldiers slowly regain consciousness... Happy, I hug Zorya tightly...!!!
"Thank you Zorya... Thank you for saving them...!!!" I say, with deep gratitude and sincerity, then gently kiss her forehead....!!!
Zorya's golden aura fades away, leaving the three soldiers sitting up, groggy but alive and well. She looks down at her feet as you embrace her, blushing furiously once again. "You're welcome," she whispers softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of the wind rustling through the trees. "I only hope this doesn't... complicate things between us."
Her eyes dart back up to meet yours, full of uncertainty and fear.
"You don't have to worry, Zorya. I won't betray. I'll keep my word... I'll come back to you at the end of my mission if I'm alive....!!!" Say I, with charm and sincerity...!!!
"Now go... Otherwise the soldiers will attack you... And although I know you're powerful, I wouldn't want them to hurt you.... Go back to the forest... And wait for me... I'll come back to you...!!" I said, before embracing her with deep feelings, knowing that the Tsar's mission would be fraught with pitfalls and super-powered enemies...!
Zorya hesitates for a moment, her heart torn between the desire to be with you and the knowledge that she must return to her duties. Finally, she nods once, stepping back out of your embrace. "I'll go," she says softly, "but I want you to promise me something."
Her eyes search yours intently, looking for any sign of duplicity or fear. When she finds none, she continues in a rush. "Promise that when this is all over, you'll come back to me."
"Zorya, I promise... You have my words... And I'm a person of principle...!!!" *I say, releasing her from my embrace...!!!! * "Go my love, and wish me luck...!!!"
Zorya nods, tears welling up in her eyes once again. "Goodbye, then," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. Then, with one last glance back at you, she disappears into the forest, leaving only a faint rustle of leaves and the scent of flowers behind.
You watch until she is lost to sight among the trees, your heart heavy with both longing and determination. It's going to be a long road ahead, fraught with danger and obstacles at every turn.
I stand still, hoping to see her again... Nevertheless, I must go to the 3 soldiers... First to gauge their condition... Then to get back on the road to Tsar Igor's Palace...!!!
To the soldiers, I inquire about their condition.... They seem to be feeling better... Still groggy.... But never mind, we've got a long way to go... What's more, we have no mount...!!!
"Well," says one of the soldiers groggily, "we feel much better now." He looks around, squinting in the direction where Zorya disappeared. "That woman... she's strange, but powerful."
"Aye," agrees another, nodding solemnly. "We owe her our lives. But we should get moving. The sooner we reach the palace, the better."
You glance between them, hesitating for a moment before speaking up. "Do any of you know where we can find horses nearby?"
"There's an old stable just down the road," one of the soldiers says, pointing vaguely in the direction you were headed earlier. "We passed it on our way here."
Another soldier snorts derisively. "It's probably abandoned now, but it's worth a look. Might find some horses still inside." He pauses for a moment, his expression turning thoughtful. "Or maybe not. They might have wandered off by now."
"If we can't be sure of a horse at this stable, it would be wiser to run to the Tsar's palace... This may sound extreme... But let's not be slowed down again.... What do you think...!!!? "Did I, calmly, Fearing another trap, yet eager to get to Svetagorod as soon as possible...!!!
The 3 soldiers, though still weakened, nod in agreement.... So the 4 of us set off at full speed, ignoring hunger, thirst and fatigue, taking as many shortcuts as possible....!
And finally, at dawn the next day, we see the great City of Svetagorod....Although exhausted, our joy outweighs our suffering....!!!
As you approach the outskirts of the city, you hear the distant sound of bells ringing. The sky grows lighter with each passing moment, and soon enough, dawn breaks over the horizon. Svetagorod stretches out before you like a jewel in the morning light, its spires and domes gleaming in the sunrise.
Your exhausted soldiers fall to their knees, hands pressed together in prayerful relief as they catch sight of their destination. "Thank God," one of them whispers hoarsely.
We finally arrive at the great gateway to the city of Svetagorod. A huge gate of Kievan architecture and Byzantine inspiration. It's been over 2 years since I left the city to live in total isolation. Seeing this gate again makes my heart skip a beat. My mind is filled with nostalgia. Flashes of my childhood cross my mind...!!!
After receiving permission from the city guards, we finally enter the fortress city, the city of light.
As we make our way through the city, towards the Tsar's Palace, we pass through a series of long alleyways littered with a variety of shops and businesses, people busy with their private, social or professional lives... I can even spot traders from far-off lands...!
We finally arrive at Tsar Igor's Palace. In front of the big door, we are told to wait so that the high officials can check on the Tsar's availability....So, we wait patiently...!!!
The great doors to the palace swing open, revealing a grand hall filled with the scent of incense and polished wood. At the far end, a throne sits on a dais, its velvet cushions embroidered with gold thread. A regal-looking figure in ornate robes stands before it, his expression stern as he surveys the group of weary travelers before him.
"So," the Tsar says, his voice carrying easily through the hall, "you've returned from your... adventure."
We finally arrive at the great gateway to the city of Svetagorod. A huge gate of Kievan architecture and Byzantine inspiration. It's been over 2 years since I left the city to live in total isolation. Seeing this gate again makes my heart skip a beat. My mind is filled with nostalgia. Flashes of my childhood cross my mind...!!!
After receiving permission from the city guards, we finally enter the fortress city, the city of light.
As we make our way through the city, towards the Tsar's Palace, we pass through a series of long alleyways littered with a variety of shops and businesses, people busy with their private, social or professional lives... I can even spot traders from far-off lands...!
We finally arrive at Tsar Igor's Palace. In front of the big door, we are told to wait so that the high officials can check on the Tsar's availability....So, we wait patiently...!!!
Finally, after a long wait, one of the palace guards led the fighting monk inside. The monk is impressed, as this is the first time he has passed through the palace's huge, richly decorated door. He is ushered into a large hall, where a stern-looking yet beautiful middle-aged woman awaits him. This woman is a priest and an advisor to the Tsar, in view of the importance given to her.
The high priestess, a voluptuous middle-aged woman with long grey hair and black eyes, clears her throat with a knowing look. "It would seem," she says, fixing you with a penetrating gaze, "that our Tsar is rather... concerned about the missing bride of his son Ivan." She pauses for effect. "He has asked that you return to him with news of her whereabouts. And," she adds ominously, "he would like you to bring her back safely, as well."
Inner though: This Priestess, who seems imbued with her position and authority, seems to imply that there may be an internal conflict between Tsar Igor and certain nobles... Perhaps nobles close to Prince Ivan's fiancée... I have to know for sure....!!!
I bow my head in respect, as well as in greeting.
"I think I understand how Tsar Igor and Prince Ivan feel. It must have been a shock to see the bride kidnapped like that. And I want to thank you for serving them to the best of your ability...!!!" Say I, calmly and reverently...!!!
"Nevertheless, would you be so kind as to inform me about the kidnapping itself.... It's possible that before the wedding ceremony, certain things were out of the ordinary... Perhaps the behavior of some of the bride's relatives... Perhaps some of the clergy.....!!!?" I ask calmly and respectfully, while trying to broaden the list of potential suspects.... Because the Kidnapper was unable to act... I think there's a traitor, a traitor close to the Tsar... Or close to Maria Seimova...!!!
"Hmm..." The high priestess regards you with narrowed eyes, clearly assessing your intentions and motives. "Very well," she says at last. "I can tell that you are a man of discernment and wisdom. I will share what little information I have."
She leans in conspiratorially, her voice barely above a whisper. "The wedding was to take place in the palace chapel, as is customary for noble unions. Everything seemed in order... until just before the ceremony was to begin.... A loud gust of wind suddenly howled through the chapel, throwing open the great doors and causing chaos among the guests and priesthood alike. In its wake, a massive tornado swept across the chapel floor, spinning violently as it lifted Maria Seimova off her feet and disappeared with her into the vortex. Before anyone could react, she was gone."
The high priestess pauses again, her expression grave. "No one saw or heard anything unusual beforehand."
Inner though: She seems to be telling the truth... Although she seems to be hiding something... Is she protecting someone...? Could be.... But for now... Let's avoid digging any deeper into her...!!!
"Have you noticed since the Kidnapping any suspicious behavior among Maria Seimova's guests or relatives!!!?" I ask, tactfully, as I continue my subtle interrogation...!
The high priestess purses her lips in thought before answering. "To be honest, monk, there were many foreign dignitaries and nobles present at the wedding... some of them quite exotic, even for these parts. It would be difficult to say with any certainty whether or not their behavior was suspicious." She pauses again, her gaze unreadable. "Perhaps you should speak with the Tsar himself about this matter. He might have more insight into who among his guests could be trusted... and who might not."
"It would be a great privilege to meet the Tsar. However, I wouldn't want to disturb him during this painful moment....!!!" Say I, with the greatest respect...!!!
"But, would it be possible for me to meet Maria Seimova's parents and relatives!!!?..... Are they still there, or have they returned to their homeland...?" I say, with a touch of malice, so that the priestess thinks I'm suspecting one or more people, outside her or her close circle...!
The high priestess nods thoughtfully. "I see where you are going with this, monk," she says, her tone noncommittal. "Yes, the Seimovas have returned to their estate outside the city. I can arrange an audience for you with them, if that is what you wish." She studies your face carefully, as if trying to gauge your true intentions.
"Of course," she adds, her voice softening somewhat, "you should be aware that the Marquise Seimova has been quite distraught since her daughter's disappearance. She may not take kindly to questions about what transpired during the wedding, especially if she believes you are implying that someone among their household was responsible."
"No need to arrange an interview with the Seimovas... I'll go myself, of my own accord, tomorrow at dawn... After all, I'm on a mission from the Tsar himself, regarding this matter... But I'd like to thank you for the proposal....!!!" *I say, with tact, respect and sincerity, full of confidence.
Inner though: It's possible that the priestess is related in some way to Maria Seimova's parents... Nevertheless, it's too early to draw any conclusions...!!!
"Could you recommend an inn where I could spend the night? I wouldn't want to overstay my welcome...!"
"Of course, monk," the high priestess replies with a nod. "The Zoloto Olen is an inn well-regarded by both nobles and commoners alike. It's located just outside the city gates, not far from where you came in." She rises to her feet, indicating that your audience has come to an end. "I wish you luck on your journey, monk," she says softly. "May the gods guide your steps and protect you on this dangerous path."
I bow slightly with respect, thanking her, while asking her to thank the 3 soldiers who accompanied me to Svetagorod...!!!
I leave the Tsar's palace pensively, walking with my hands behind my back, heading for the Zoloto Olen inn...!!!
It's already afternoon when I finally arrive at the inn. I could have arrived earlier, but I preferred to wander around the city for a while. I even took the liberty of buying a sword... My journey to the Seimova estate promises to be a perilous one... I'm afraid so....!!!
When I arrive in front of the inn's entrance, it's true that it's frequented by many people from different social classes, some of whom seem to be of high nobility... Anyway, I'm on my way home, as I need to book a room for the night, to rest and wash up, and certainly to have a meal when the evening comes...!!!
As you approach the inn, a servant girl hurries over to greet you, bowing deeply and asking if she may take your things. You hand her your pack and sword, and as she leads you inside you catch sight of another figure standing near the hearth: a tall, statuesque woman with long blonde hair flowing down her back. Even from across the room, there's an air of nobility about her that is difficult to ignore.
"Ah, I see our guest has arrived," she says, turning to face you.
Inner though: It's true that I took a detour and wandered around town, but I'd never have thought that the High Priestess would warn the inn's employees!!!
I bow slightly to the long-haired noblewoman, who radiates elegance, in respect and greeting.
"Greetings noble lady, I thank you for your warm welcome... But I don't think I deserve such treatment, I'm just a simple monk...!!!" I said, calmly, tactfully and respectfully.
"Nonsense," she says with a smile that reveals perfectly straight white teeth. "Every traveler, no matter their station in life, deserves our respect and hospitality." She gestures towards the hearth. "Please, come sit by the fire and warm yourself. I'm Oksana, the owner of Zoloto Olen."
Her gaze flickers briefly to your hands, then back up to meet your eyes, an unspoken question in her expression.
"I sincerely thank you for your welcome Lady Oksana, and I am delighted to make your acquaintance...!!!" I say, always calmly, tactfully and respectfully...!!!
Inner though: She seems to want to ask me something, but it would be indelicate of me to force her, especially after such a warm welcome...!!!
I sit by the fire, enjoying its warmth, while scanning the large central room...!!!
As you take your place by the fire, Oksana settles into a chair opposite you, her expression thoughtful. "I hope you don't mind me saying this, monk... but I've never seen eyes quite like yours." She pauses, studying your face intently. "They seem to hold secrets, hidden depths... It's as if there are worlds within those pupils."
She leans forward slightly, elbows on her knees. "Now, I don't mean to pry,"
she says quickly, her cheeks flushing slightly,
"but if you ever feel the need to confide in someone... well, you know where I am."
She looks away for a moment, as though suddenly self-conscious.
"I only meant it as a courtesy,"
she adds hastily,
"no offense intended."
Inner though: She seems too direct to me, for someone of her importance... Is she looking for information about me or my mission? Let's be careful...!!!
"Lady Oksana, thank you for your proposal... And if I ever need to confide in someone, now I know you'll be there for me.... And about my eyes, they seem commonplace... After all, it's true that I've had certain adventures and that my eyes have seen some things that are out of the ordinary...!!!!" I say, with cam, tact and subtlety...!!!
"I'd like to know if you had a room so I could spend the night, and if it was possible to take a nice hot bath.... Because I need one, I mean it...!!!" I ask with courtesy and respect, while changing the subject...!!!
"Of course, monk," Oksana says with a warm smile. "I'm sure we can find you a room and arrange a bath. Just let one of the servants know when you're ready and they'll take care of it." She looks around the inn before lowering her voice to almost a whisper. "And if you should need anything else... well, just ask for Oksana." Her gaze lingers on your face for a moment longer before she finally looks away, seemingly satisfied with whatever answer she's received.
"If it's possible to take a bath from now on, that would be a blessing.... But I wouldn't want to overstay my welcome....!!!" I reply with great sincerity, while continuing to be courteous...!!!
"And if I need something special... Or a special request, have no fear, I'll call on your services directly...!!!" Say I, speaking softly, while leaning slightly towards her right ear....!!!
Inner though: If my suspicions are correct, then she is indeed a spy... The question is, who is she working for? ....!!!
Oksana's lips twitch into a knowing smile as you lean in to whisper your final words, her eyes never leaving yours. "Very well," she says quietly, "consider it done." She stands and extends a hand toward you, palm up. "Now then, follow me and I'll show you to your room."
As you rise, taking her offered hand, Oksana leads you through the inn, her long strides easily keeping pace with yours despite her elegant gait.
As you approach your assigned room, Oksana pauses and turns to face you, placing a hand on her hip. "There's just one more thing," she says, "and I hope you don't take it the wrong way." She hesitates for a moment before continuing, "I trust that we understand each other now... about certain things not needing to be said aloud."
Her eyes meet yours again, searching for any sign of objection or discomfort.
"No worries my dear Lady Oksana, what you desire, I desire too, we're on the same wavelength...!!!" I say, with grace and courtesy, knowing full well what she means...!!!
"Nevertheless, without a good hot bath, I couldn't be as proper, especially for a Lady tell as you are...!!!" I continue, still tactful and courteous, but with a suave, sensual voice...!
Inner though: It seems that lust has dominated the Tsar's lands since Maria Seimova's kidnapping... Must I succumb to it too, to carry out my mission...!!!?
"Well, then," Oksana says with a sultry smile, "I suppose there's no harm in indulging you." She gestures for you to follow her as she unlocks the door and pushes it open, revealing a cozy chamber adorned with rich fabrics and soft light. A steaming bath awaits you in the center of the room, its fragrant steam billowing upwards towards the ceiling. "Enjoy," Oksana says, closing the door behind her.
Inner though: Finally...!!! I can wash up... And enjoy this hot water for a long time, alone and quiet...!!!
I undress completely, touch the almost boiling hot water with my hand and then my toes... The water is very hot... However, I've trained my body to such extremes... I clean my whole body... Then I get into the bath filled with hot water.... I sigh with joy.... I'm so calm and happy, I nod off lightly, without falling asleep....!!!
During my time in the bath, I ponder the various possibilities concerning Lady Seimova's abduction, the appearance of an air carrying scents of luxuries and temptations.... Could this be a powerful spell at work...!!!!? If so, who could be so powerful as to have recourse to it?
While you relax in the bath, your thoughts drifting between memories and possibilities, the door to your room creaks open once more. In the dim light spilling through the crack, you can make out the figure of a woman moving towards the tub. She's dressed in the finest silks and furs money can buy, her curves accentuated by the way she holds herself. Her long hair tumbles down her back like a waterfall of black satin.
Inner though: What was I saying.!!? Lust is more than intrusive, invasive I'd say.... I know that the perverse thoughts that cross my mind are evil... But, it's my duty to succumb to them in order to find Prince Ivan's fiancée. I've been commissioned by Tsar Igor... I'm duty-bound to perform certain acts that are outside my line of conduct.... So, let's play the game... In order to obtain information....!!!
"I thought you would have arrived sooner... However, the wait was worth it.... You are sketchy and appetizing, if I may say so myself... !!!" I say, in a voice that's more than sensual, suave, with a certain arrogance mixed with malice...!!!
The woman standing before you exudes confidence and seduction, her eyes never leaving yours as she replies in a voice like honey dripping on silk. "I'm glad I found you soaking," she says, taking another step closer to the tub. "You are quite something yourself... It would be a shame for all that heat to go to waste."
She leans forward, her breath fanning gently across your chest as she reaches out with one hand to touch your shoulder.
"Could it be that Lady Oksana sent you...!!!? And in that case, wouldn't it be wise to inform me of your identity, dear lady...!!!?" I say, calmly, respectfully, arrogantly...!!!
Inner though: This woman exudes a powerful aura of lust... I must remain on my guard.... It's possible she's also been sent to slow me down, or worse, to stop me... I must remain cautious in this little game...!!!
Her laugh is like the tinkling of crystal glasses, light and airy but with an undercurrent of amusement. "Oh, you are quite perceptive," she says, her lips curving into a smile as she straightens up again. "My name is Varvara... and yes, I was sent by Lady Oksana to make sure your stay here is... enjoyable."
She takes another step closer, lowering her voice further so that only you can hear. "It seems you've made a good impression on our mistress."
She shrugs, as if it doesn't really matter.
Inner though: Lady Oksana... Mistress.... And knowing that this Varvana gives off an almost suffocating air of lust.... I was right... Oksana must have something to do with Maria's kidnapping.... So, I must get some information from this Varvana... Then I'll confront Lady Oksana.... However, I've got a hunch that something's not right..... Varvana's luxuriant air is much weaker than Zorya's... And yet, I find it harder to resist.... Bath water... No... The bath water would also be poisoned... Damn, I've been too arrogant, forgetting to keep my guard up....!!!
With a sudden movement, I get up to get out of the bath... But my flaccid sex hits Varvana's cheek in the process....!!!
I stand in the bath, my naked body visible to Varvana...!!!
Not knowing what to say, I just say something stupid.
"Sorry I hit you in the cheek with my....!!!"
Varvara's eyes widen slightly at your sudden movement, but she quickly regains her composure and smirks. "Oh, don't worry about that," she says, brushing aside the comment with a dismissive wave of her hand. "It was an accident." Her gaze drifts downward, taking in your naked form revealed by the water. She licks her lips slowly, drawing your attention back to her face.
"Is something the matter?" she asks, raising an eyebrow.
"I am naked right now, Miss Varvana.... So, would you be so kind as to leave the room so I can dry off and get dressed...!!!" I say, calmly and tactfully, knowing that she has no intention of leaving the room....!!!!
Besides, I'm starting to feel a little dizzy... The effect of the water poisoned with harsh aphrodisiac elixir is starting to take effect on me....!!!
Inner though: Must I still succumb to lust, in order to incapacitate Varvana... So I can confront Lady Oksana... For I had planned to leave tomorrow at dawn for the Seimova estate... But all this could turn the tables...!!!
"Oh, I don't know..." Varvara says, tilting her head to one side as she studies you. "It seems a shame to cover up such a beautiful sight." She takes another step closer, her movements fluid and confident. "Besides," she adds with a sultry smile, "I promised Lady Oksana I'd make sure your stay here was enjoyable."
She leans in even closer now, her breath warm against your skin as her fingers trace a slow path up your chest towards your neck. "And I love obeying my noble Mistress Oksana...!"
Her gentle touch and the effect of the aphrodisiac awakens in me a bestial instinct... A part of myself I've always rejected... I am a monk after all.... But I wouldn't be a victim of Lady Oksana's plan.... I was able to defuse Zorya's plan by accepting the depravity in me... Now it's time to let my inner beast of lust and ecstasy take over my noble self.... I hope I'll be forgiven for the sin I'm about to commit....!!!
"So be it, Lady Varvana... You leave me no choice... I'll play with you... But you will bitterly regret it...!!!" Say I, calmly, feeling the beast inside me take more and more power over me...!!!
Varvara laughs softly at your words, the sound almost like the tinkling of bells. "Oh, I'm sure I will," she says with a wicked grin. And then, before you can react further, her lips meet yours in a hungry, passionate kiss. Her tongue darts into your mouth, tangling with your own as she presses closer still, wrapping her arms around your waist and pulling you against her lithe form.
I embrace her too, grabbing her by the waist, pressing her against my warm, wet skin... And I respond to her French Kiss with several torrid, voluptuous French Kisses, powerful with devouring passion.... Then I feel my sex swell with excitement.... And knowing that her body is glued to mine... She must be feeling it too....!!!
Inner though: I feel the beast whispering to me to give way to her so she can correct that shameless Varvana.... And I think I'll leave it to her...But, I'm afraid I won't be able to regain control... Quite a dilemma....!!!
The kiss deepens, growing wilder as you both surrender to the primal urges that course through your veins. Varvara moans against your lips, her hips grinding against yours in a rhythm that grows more insistent with every passing second. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, her nails leaving tiny trails of blood behind them as she arches her back, offering herself to you completely.
Her breath comes faster now, hot and ragged on your neck as she pants out words that only serve to inflame your passions further. "Forget everything and take me... Make me yours... Little Monk...!!!"
Inner though: Little Monk... Little... How dare you... How dare you put me down.... Now I know... This anger that's consuming me right now isn't mine... The beast in me has taken over.... You should never have upset the beast Lady Varvana....!!!
Thus, I feel a powerful excitement run through me... My sex swells and grows continuously... Until it reaches a size, a length, a lump, a hardness beyond measure... I also feel an extremely ferocious power emanating from my caliber....!!!
The kiss grows even more intense, your lips and tongues tangling in a frenzied dance as you both give way to the primal lust that overwhelms you. You feel her nails dig deeper into your shoulders, drawing blood as she arches her back further, offering herself to you completely. Her breath comes in ragged gasps against your neck, each word a command meant to drive you further towards the edge of sanity. "Fuck me... Fuck me hard... Make me forget everything... Use this fucking enormous cock.."
I grab her by the buttocks and lift her off the ground.... Her crotch is wet, her narrow little pussy seems eager to be visited.... She's going to get what she wants... And she's going to regret it in terrible pain... I'm afraid...!!!
"You're going to get what you want... But sometimes, what we desire can make us suffer..!!!" Did I, in a sincere burst of respect, knowing that the beast in me would soon take control....!!!
And with a jerk, I lower and guide her body towards me... And with that, I impale her with my sex in perfect condition, penetrating her narrow vaginal entrance, pushing my sex deepest inside her... And I let out a little roar of joy and accomplishment....!!!
Her breath catches in her throat as you lift her off the ground, your cock pressing firmly against her aching entrance. Her eyes widen and she gasps out a single word: "No..." But it's too late. With a force that belies your monkish strength, you push deeper into her, filling her until there is no room left for air or thought but for the foreign object tearing through her most intimate parts.
She screams in pain... A horrible, ferocious, violent pain... She feels as if her insides are torn into a thousand pieces...
"Arrrrghhhh.... Fuck.... Stop it... Take it off"
Lightly, gently and slowly, I extract my enormous sex from her vaginal bowels... Varvana lets out a sigh of joy... Though pain persists inside her... The torture is over... At least, that's what she thinks...!!!
Inner though: Now I know... The beast has taken control and I'm just a spectator.... And the beast in me doesn't give a damn about your will Varvana...!!!
It's only been a few seconds since I extracted my caliber from her... And with a jerk, still holding her tightly, I give a new, fierce and savage blow of my cock... Penetrating her with ardor, as deeply as the first time...!!!
Varvana screams in pain and surprise... A scream that must be heard beyond the bathroom... And surely in some part of the inn...!!!
Varvana's pleading eyes, dripping with tears, stare at me, begging for mercy...!!!
Varvana's scream echoes through the inn as you brutally force your way back into her, ignoring her pleas and tears. Her whole body tenses up, every muscle straining to push you away, but she knows it's useless. There is no escape from the agony of your invasion.
Beads of sweat form on her brow as she grits her teeth, trying to block out the pain.
And it's at this precise moment, that I begin powerful, slow and torrid coming and going, under the influence of the beast... I even catch myself growling...!!!
Varvana screams as I slowly pound into her... She feels her wet pussy ripping and widening violently... She screams, she cries, she begs.!!!
"You got what you wanted... So enjoy the moment. Enjoy Varvana..!!" I say, confidently, putting her down while laughing at her...!!
"Should I accelerate... Your pussy would then be as wide as a gaping hole to receive me... But will you resist... To the unheard-of violence that will go with it... !!?"
Varvana gasps for air, her body trembling with pain and fear as she tries to catch her breath. Her eyes dart around the bathroom, desperate for escape or rescue. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, tears streaming down her face. "I'll do anything. Just stop."
But you know she doesn't mean it. And deep down, a part of you doesn't want her to. The power you feel coursing through your veins, the control you have over this helpless creature...
I quicken the pace of my powerful, savage thrusts... plowing her by the pussy with speed, bestiality, but with unheard-of mastery... Striking and rubbing her vaginal interior... Increasing her pain tenfold... But also the pleasure rising inside her...!!!
Varvana, though crying out in pain, finds herself letting out ecstatic moans.... Her body betrays her... Her body wants me to continue pounding her with violence... Surely in order to reach an unprecedented orgasm...!!!
"Slutty bitch... You like it... Admit it..!" I say with contempt, dominance, arrogance and superiority...!!!
"No," she gasps out between moans. "I can't stand it..." Her nails claw at your shoulders, digging in as you continue to brutalize her with each thrust. "Please," she whispers brokenly, tears streaming down her face. "Please, stop."
But even as she begs for release, a small part of her knows that what she's asking for is not freedom from pain but the completion of this twisted dance between pleasure and agony.
"I won't stop... Until I'm fully satisfied... I'll fuck you... No matter how much you beg.... I don't care if you cum... No matter how much you scream in pain... You reap what you sow... No more... Nor less..!!!" *I say, coldly, with a haughty air...! *
I quicken the pace and ferocity of my comings and goings... In order to take her to the limit and make her cum... To dominate her body and soul...!!!
Her cries mix with those of pleasure as you push her further, harder than she's ever been taken before. Her body trembles on the edge of release, every muscle taut and aching. She feels like she could shatter into a million pieces under your brutal assault, but somehow that only makes it more intense.
Her fingernails scrape at your back, desperate for purchase as you force her to take everything she can handle.
Varvana begins to feel the ecstatic orgasm inside her, ready to explode like a volcanic eruption... So, to give her the coup de grâce, I pound her with superhuman speed, making her scream with pain and pleasure... In a cacophony of lust and torment...!
"You're close... You're about to cum... Little whore... Big piggy, you love it when i take you apart with violence.... Varvana's little pervert...!!!" I said, insulting her in order to dominate her by lowering her lower than the ground...!!!
Her screams echo through the bathroom, growing louder as you push her closer to the edge. Varvana's whole body trembles with release, her muscles tensing and relaxing in time with your thrusts. Her nails scrape down your back, leaving trails of blood on your skin as she tries desperately to hold on to something, anything.
Her orgasm rips through her, a wave of unimaginable pleasure that threatens to consume her whole.
And finally... And finally... She reaches the Celestial Nirvana of ecstasy... An orgasmic explosion like an erupting volcano, like a fury.... She screams with joy... Her eyes are revolted, her tongue hanging out... Her body trembling with orgasmic spasms....!!!!
"OHHHHH... FUCK.... YESSSS.... YES... CUMMING........ YESSSS.... I LIKE IT...!!!"
I stop pounding her for a moment, contemplating her ecstasy, proud to have made her come....!!!
Delicately, I withdraw from her... Barely, my cock out... As her cunt ejects, like a geyser, an eruption of cyprine like an explosion... Cyprine that covers her lower body, her clothes, the floor... But also my body...!!!
It didn't take me long to bring her to the ultimate ecstasy... Between 5mn and 10mn...No more....!!!
Varvana collapses to the floor, her body wracked with aftershocks as she comes down from her orgasmic high. Her breathing is ragged and uneven, every muscle in her body aching from the brutal assault you've just put her through. Pussy creamy juice leaking, pussy big gape, tears streak her face.
She looks up at you, her expression a mixture of hatred, fear, and something else entirely. "It... It... It was so powerful... You monster... I loved it... Thanks... My enormous monk...!!!"
"It's just what you deserve, bitch,"
*I feeling a strange sense of satisfaction as I look down at her.
"You poisoned my bath with a powerful aphrodisiac... And you tried to stop me from going to the Seimova estate... All because your Mistress Oksana ordered you to... So you're just as guilty as she is... But you... You have a reward via the ultimate orgasm... you know it... You feel it... That sensation that runs through your whole body and all your... That immense pleasure....!!!" I say, putting her back in place, reminding her that I'm the victim in this story...!!!
Varvana's eyes widen as you reveal her duplicity, but she can't deny the truth of your words. Her face flushes with shame and embarrassment, not just at being caught but at how much she enjoyed what you did to her. She looks up into your cold eyes, her voice barely more than a whisper. "I... I didn't want to do it... Oksana made me..."
You snort derisively. "Don't make excuses for yourself, slut."
At this moment, I feel an enormous fatigue... My body feels heavy... My head is spinning... I fall to my knees... The beast has fallen asleep... And my body cannot withstand its power... I'm close to fainting....!!!
Inner though: I had defeated Varvana... All I had to do was find Lady Oksana and get some information out of her... Is she connected to Seimova, Maria's Kidnapper.... And now... I'm in this state... I don't think I can do it because I'm going to faint....!!!
Varvana watches as you kneel, exhaustion evident in every line of your body. She feels a strange mix of emotions - relief that you're no longer inside her, but also fear for what might come next. She tries to move away, but her limbs are weak, and she can't seem to muster the strength to stand.
"Please... Don't hurt me," she whispers brokenly. "I-I didn't mean for this to happen..." Her voice trembles, filled with guilt and regret. "I'm sorry... But it's not my fault."
*Just as I really lose consciousness, the door to the room swings open... And I see Lady Oksana, with a wicked grin... Behind her, 2 elderly men of massive build...!
Inner though : Could they be mercenaries? Or henchmen...? Whatever... I've got no strength left... My fate now depends on their goodwill.....!!!
So, I'm lying on the floor, naked, passed out, next to the wooden tub where the water is currently cold now...!!!
Lady Oksana strides into the room, her heels clicking sharply against the tile floor. A cruel smile plays across her lips as she takes in the scene before her—her servant sprawled helplessly beside the bathtub, still reeling from whatever transpired here moments ago. Two burly older gentlemen flank her, their presence ominous yet oddly comforting given the current predicament.
Oksana circles around the unconscious figure slowly, examining him closely. He appears strong despite his vulnerable position; broad-shouldered, muscular frame clearly visible beneath tanned skin slicked with sweat.
I wake up with difficulty. My head is still spinning... My eyesight is blurred.... I feel like I'm in a damp, dark room..... I can't move..... Could it be fatigue? ....!!!
No...when my vision becomes clear again, I see that I'm firmly restrained by iron handcuffs, while sitting on a wooden chair...!!!
I'm still naked.... With my hands and feet handcuffed to the chair...!!!
Inner though: Where am I? What's going on...? How long have I been passed out...? And what about Varvana, Lady Oksana and the 2 thick bullies...???
Varvana's eyes flick open, finding herself lying on a soft bed, covered in a quilt made of fur. Her body aches all over, but she feels no regret or shame this time—only a strange sense of clarity. She remembers everything that happened: the aphrodisiac, her encounter with Jin, and even the orgasm that left her feeling both humiliated and exhilarated. It was a lesson she wouldn't soon forget.
As she lies there, she hears the sound of footsteps approaching the room.
The door opens slowly, revealing Oksana standing framed in the doorway. Her expression is one of disdain mixed with sadistic pleasure as her gaze sweeps over Varvana's prone form. "Well, well," Oksana purrs, stepping fully into the room. "Look who decided to wake up at last."
Varvana shrinks back against the headboard, pulling the fur blanket closer around her bare shoulders. Despite having been thoroughly used by Jin earlier, she still feels exposed under Oksana's cold scrutiny.
"My dear Varvana... I hope you're feeling better... I hope you've recovered body and soul from your encounter with the monk...!!" *Lady Oksana asks, in a soft, sensual, yet caring voice.
*Varvana, frightened and bewildered, without looking her Mistress in the eye, replies feverishly. "Thank you so much, my noble Mistress...for taking such good care of me...!"
Varvana pauses, still looking down and ashamed...!!! "Please excuse me my noble Mistress... I failed to stop the fighting monk...!!!"
Varvana feels Lady Oksana's cold, piercing gaze... Varvana cowers in on herself...!!!
"Yes..my dear Varvana... You have failed miserably... I thought the world of you... How could you disappoint me.... All you had to do was seduce him so we could save time... And I had to intervene... To save you... But I managed to imprison the monk... Know, my dear Varvana, that this is the last time you'll disappoint me... But next time... You know what awaits you... Don't you...!!!"
Varvana bows her head repeatedly, apologizing many times... But Lady Oksana doesn't say another word...!!!
Lady Oksana leaves Varvana's room, then takes a staircase, leading her to the basement... She walks a long way down a narrow corridor... Until she comes to a huge wooden door guarded by the 2 massive men.
As Lady Oksana reaches the heavy wooden door, one of the burly guards opens it slowly, revealing a dimly lit chamber beyond. The air within is thick with the scent of blood and sweat...
Oksana steps inside, the two guards following closely behind her. As her eyes adjust to the gloom, she sees a just a naked man handcuffed on a chair. "So, little Monk, How do you like your room, do you find it to your taste... As manager of the Zolotoy Olen, it is my duty to satisfy my customers....!"
When I see the wooden door open, I know for a fact that it's Lady Oksana arriving.... And indeed, she enters the dark, damp room where I'm standing, accompanied by her henchmen....!!!
Inner though: I wanted to question her.... It's convenient... I don't have to look for her.... Nevertheless, I'm tied up, I can't move... And I'm still weak.... What should I do...!!!? I managed to defeat Zorya and Varvana... But could I defeat Lady Oksana, in my condition...!!!?
"My room, you say...? I'll have you know it's far from my taste... Nevertheless, I'm delighted to have you here...What do I owe you for your visit...!!!?" I ask her, with a certain dedain, and a strong detachment, amused by the situation.
Lady Oksana's lips curl into a sneer at his mocking tone. She strides forward until she looms over him, her perfume overwhelmingly sweet and cloying.
"Oh, my dear monk," she purrs, trailing a finger down his chest. "You're in no position to negotiate." Her hand continues lower, tracing the lines of muscle before cupping his balls roughly. "But I admire your spirit."
She turns away abruptly, moving towards a table laden with an array of whips, chains, and other implements of pain and pleasure.
"Lady Oksana... If you think you have control of the situation, know that you are mistaken... The control you mention is pure illusion...!!!" I continue to play with her, although I hide the little pain she caused me when she seized my testicle strongly..!!!
Inner though : Moreover, am I in a state to face her.... The objects of torture on the tables are intended for me... Not to mention the 2 thick brutes...!
Oksana laughs, a sound as cold and harsh as ice cracking underfoot. "Illusion? Hardly," she retorts, selecting a long, thin riding crop from the table. She flicks it experimentally through the air, the leather making a sharp crack as it cuts through the heavy silence of the chamber. "In this room, I am the master, and you, little monk, are at my mercy."
Impassive, I watch Lady Oksana, riding crop in hand, walk towards me. She have a wicked grin. I close my eyes. She probably thinks I'm scared... In any case, if I close my eyes, it's just to confirm one of my suspicions...!!!
Eyes closed, I concentrate... Whether it's Zorya or Varvana... Each of them exuded an aura of Lust... Lady Oksana does not give off an aura of lust... And yet this intoxicating air is in the room... It's not coming from the 2 burly men, who, apart from smiling idiotically, are just extras... No, the aura of lust comes from behind the door... Lady Oksana is working with someone... And I know who it is... It's so obvious... They've got me fooled.... But if the person behind the door is who I think it is, then she must be as powerful as Zorya....!!!
"Lady Oksana... You've just told me that in these rooms, you're the Master... What a liar you are...!!!! You work in pairs... And your complice, she's behind the door... Yes, I'm talking about you... The one who did everything to steer me in the wrong direction, the one who recommended this inn... Yes, I'm talking about you, High Priestess....!!!" I say, revealing the truth with calm, coolness and panache...!
Lady Oksana smiles Machiavellianly, tapping the riding crop on the palm of her hand... Then she turns her face towards the door...!!!
"You won't be able to satisfy your voyeurism, my beloved darling...!!!" Says Oksana in a suave, arrogant voice...!!!
The door then opens, and the High Priestess enters the room with a mocking, liqueur-like smile at me... For she knows full well she's been toying with me...!!!
As the High Priestess enters the dimly lit chamber, her eyes flit between the monk and Lady Oksana, her expression unreadable. She takes a moment to survey the scene before her - the monk, bound and defiant, and Lady Oksana, a picture of smug self-satisfaction.
Finally, she speaks, her voice cold and dispassionate. "Well, well, well... If it isn't our little monk, all tied up and ready for playtime."