The Beasts' Breeding Dungeon 3 (The Overlord's Depraved Tales)

By

Bree Bellucci

SMASHWORDS EDITION

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PUBLISHED BY:

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The Beasts' Breeding Dungeon 3: The
Overlord's Depraved Tales

Copyright © 2012 by Bree Bellucci

This book is a work of fiction and any
resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or
locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of
the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.

Adult Reading Material

The material in this document contains
explicit sexual content that is intended for mature audiences only
and is inappropriate for readers under 18 years of age.

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“Crap!” Ava exclaimed, sucking on her sore
finger. She had gotten it caught in the sewing machine, this wasn't
the time to become distracted by thinking of all the different ways
she could try to escape. She had been held captive at Valanya for
six days now and her days were beginning to blur together. She was
slowly making progress with The Overlord and she was finding that
the more willing she was in bed paid off double outside the
bedroom. The Overlord had stayed true to his word and was rewarding
Ava for her good behavior. The sewing machine was his latest gift
to her and Ava was adding an embellishment to a basic black skirt
that had been hanging in her closet.

She was passing the time after breakfast
until her meeting with The Overlord late that morning. Breakfast
had been yet another horrible display this morning, a two-headed
grotesque Siamese-twin fucked three women on the breakfast table.
To make matters worse, her best friend Michelle had been one of
those women and it seemed like she had enjoyed every minute. Ava
hardly recognized Michelle now. Her friend was already getting a
reputation for being one of the most slutty and most showy
prisoners to ever be held captive. Ava was still convinced that she
was being slipped some sort of additional aphrodisiac.

While Ava was making some leeway with The
Overlord she still felt her plans of escape were pathetic. She had
barely said three words to Franco over the past few days and she
had no access to the turret where Mia was being held. Michelle was
of course a useless case, and Jolie remained tight-lipped though
Ava knew she would be able to count on her when the time came.

It was strange, for as monstrous as The
Overlord was, he seemed to have a soft and tender side and Ava
almost felt guilty for taking advantage of him in such a way. Then
she reminded herself that she was also being held prisoner in a sex
dungeon. She and Michelle should have returned home by now and she
wondered what her fiancé Drew was going to do. Ava imagined his
desperation and fear at not being able to contact her over the past
week. Thinking of Drew only upset her more, and Ava tried to push
all thoughts of him aside; it made things too hard.

She worked for another hour and a half and
when she had finally created the skirt she had in mind, she
realized that she had only five minutes until she would be
summoned. She quickly dressed in a white blouse and white skirt
with strappy red heels. She had learned that The Overlord, or
Master as she was sometimes allowed to call him, preferred her
dressed in white. Just as she fastened the last strap on her shoe,
a knock came at the door. She opened it to find Franco waiting for
her.

“I’m here to collect you,” he said in a
professional tone. Ava tried not to hide her excitement at the
chance to speak with Franco and she nodded as she followed him out
into the hallway.

“Have you come up with anything?” he
whispered as they walked to the elevator.

“No. I’m racking my brain.”

“We need some type of special event. I heard
that many years ago The Overlord threw a ball. There was once a
human he loved very dearly and he did it for her.”

Ava’s mind raced. Anything that would change
the normal routine at the castle would be the most advantageous
time for them to plan something.

“Okay. I’ll try mentioning it to him.”

They stepped into the elevator.

“I don’t know what we’re going to do about
your friend Michelle. She is out of control.”

Ava’s heart sank. “We’ll find a way to take
her with us. Somehow.”

Franco nodded as the elevator opened on The
Overlord’s floor. Jolie was waiting for her. Ava shot Franco one
last look and then followed Jolie down the hallway.

“Does The Overlord not trust me to walk down
this hallway alone?” Ava asked curiously.

“I can’t answer that. You would need to ask
him.”

Ava nodded and entered the doors to The
Overlord’s chambers. He was standing with his back to her and he
turned and smiled when he saw her. His gray skin was as dull as
ever and his wings twitched with his arousal.

“All white,” he breathed, “perfect.”

“I thought you would like it,” Ava said
coyly, doing a little turn on the spot.

“Ah, you tempt me, cucciola mia. And I know
we must eat first.”

Ava walked slowly towards The Overlord and
tried to fight the bile that rose in her throat. Without the
aphrodisiac in her system, it was hard to be around him.

“I have a question, Master.”

“Yes, my sweet?”

“Do you not trust me to get off the elevator
and walk the few yards to your chambers?”

The Overlord studied her carefully. “It is
not a matter of trust,” he finally said.

“Then what is it? I’m fairly certain I can
manage walking a few steps by myself. You make me feel like a
child,” she pouted. She thought she might be pushing things too
far, but she knew time was of the essence and she wanted as much
freedom as she could possibly get.

The Overlord sighed and stroked her soft
blonde hair. He inhaled and groaned sexually. “Oh, Ava.”

Ava waited, and absentmindedly rubbed at the
bare skin of her collarbone. The Overlord’s eyes immediately went
to where she was stroking.

“Fine. Tomorrow we will try to have you
walking on your own. I want you to be happy, my pet. I promised to
treat you like a princess if you hold up your end of the bargain
and you have been pleasing me magnificently.”

Ava smiled with happiness.

At that moment, a butler arrived with two
trays of food. Relieved, Ava sat down knowing that the meal would
make the rest of the afternoon bearable. She took a few bites of
the delicate white fish and waited until she felt the calming and
arousing effect of the food. Sure enough, she felt it minutes
later.

“You can call me Flerian while we are eating,
Ava, but I want to be Master in bed with you today.”

Ava nodded thoughtfully. She thought this
might be a good moment to work her way around to the ball.

“Thank you, Flerian for my sewing machine. I
made a very lovely skirt this morning.”

The Overlord beamed, his yellow teeth on full
display.

“You know, just before coming to Italy I had
been working on a magnificent ball gown.”

“Oh?”

“Yes. It was lovely. Off-white with delicate
beading and very low-cut. It was a so beautiful. I’m sad that I
wasn’t able to complete it or wear it.”

The Overlord chewed his fish. “I’m sure Jolie
can find you some material. You could make a similar one. I want
you to be happy.”

Ava sighed and nodded. “I suppose I could. I
don’t think it really matters though since I have nowhere to where
it.”

“But you could wear it here. With me. I
promise that I would undress you very slowly before I defiled
you.”

Ava was nearly finished her meal, and her
heart pounded with her desire. The Overlord’s talk of fucking made
her shift in her seat, anxious to pleasure him.

“Yes, but it wouldn’t be the same,” she
argued. “I was planning on wearing it to a type of ball at
home.”

“A ball?”

“Yes, one of those charity things. It was
going to be a very elegant evening.”

The Overlord took a long sip from his wine
goblet. “A ball, you say?”

Ava nodded, trying to look dejected as she
nibbled on her carrots. “It’s okay though, I could still wear it
for you, Flerian.”

“My sweet human! Please don’t look so upset.
It troubles me so!”

Ava smiled weakly and wiped at her mouth with
her napkin.

The Overlord grimaced. “I have an idea,
though I’m not very fond of it.” Ava waited, afraid to get her
hopes up. “We could have a ball here. A type of Monster Ball. Would
that please you, sweet Ava?”

Ava looked up at him through her thick
eyelashes. “Really?”

“Yes, really.”

Ava jumped up from her seat and ran around
the table, throwing herself at The Overlord. At first he stiffened,
and then he caressed her softly. “I want you happy, my pet. We will
have a ball and you can make your beautiful dress.”

“Oh, thank you!”

“How long will it take to make your lovely
gown?”

Ava realized the sooner she made it, the
sooner they could plan their escape, but she also knew that they
needed time to plan something.

“I could probably make it within a week or
so,” she said slowly.

“Then the ball will be one week from tomorrow
night. There will be much dancing, much eating and much
fucking.”

Ava kissed him on his hard mouth and she felt
desire for him course through her body.

“Ah, cucciola mia, you are undoing me. Come
to my bed before I lose my mind.”

He grasped Ava’s hand and led her to the
bedroom.

“I have a surprise for you,” he whispered as
he groped Ava through her shirt.

“What is it?” she gasped, moaning softly as
The Overlord squeezed her nipples through her bra, making them hard
and raised.

“It is a gift for both you and I.”

Ava looked at him curiously.

“I want to watch you suck a cock. And I
thought I would choose something that might please you.”

Ava was so aroused that she found herself
having a hard time focusing on The Overlord’s words. He had said
that he wanted to watch her fuck other monsters before, but then he
had become very possessive, not wanting to share her.

Suddenly Marcello walked into the room and
Ava looked at The Overlord with confusion.

“A human for my human,” The Overlord said
proudly and he settled himself into a chair on the far side of the
room. “Suck Marcello. I want to watch you suck a human.”

Ava saw Marcello’s eyes light up and a small
part of her knew it was wrong but she couldn’t help herself. She
was so aroused, and Marcello was so handsome, and so…human.

Ava moved towards Marcello and instantly
became entangled in his body. Marcello gasped as he passionately
kissed Ava back and the two fell onto the bed in a heap. Ava knew
that The Overlord would not tolerate much more with regards to
kissing and she quickly pushed Marcello down on the bed and moved
slowly on top of him.

She ran her hands down his body, and pushed
her hands up and under his shirt, allowing her nails to graze his
bare skin. Marcello shivered and moaned and Ava quickly undid his
pants, yanking them down to expose his hard cock. Ava moaned
softly, having missed the warm skin of a human.

She brought her mouth to Marcello’s cock,
greedily wrapping her lips around him as she slid down to his root.
She heard The Overlord groan his approval, and Ava knew she needed
to put on a good show for her Master. She ran her mouth up and down
Marcello's length, letting him groan and writhe below her. She
flicked her tongue gently against his long member, feeling him
throb inside her mouth. She reached down to fondle his balls and
she could feel how thick and swollen they were.

Moving her mouth back up to his perfect and
swollen tip, Ava sucked hard until she tasted a few drops of
delicious pre-cum. She continued to milk his head until she was
certain she got it all. She rocked back on her knees to give her
momentum as she sucked, lightly grazing her fingers along his
sensitive skin.

She could feel Marcello pulsing within her
mouth and she knew it wouldn’t be long before he exploded. She
pushed him deep into her throat one final time and she looked up to
see his eyes wide and filled with pure desire. Ava moaned from
seeing him in such a beautiful and vulnerable position. Marcello
let out a strangled cry and Ava felt him burst within her mouth.
She greedily sucked him, letting his warm liquid run down her
throat. Not wanting to let go, she kept sucking at him still until
she heard The Overlord speak up.