The Beasts' Breeding Dungeon 3 (The Overlord's Depraved Tales) (5 page)

“Thank you,” Ava whispered. Jolie left Ava
and she fell into a fitful sleep, imagining gorilla-beasts and
monsters fighting over her limp body.

***

A knock at the door woke Ava up and she
stumbled out of bed, realizing it must be dinnertime. To her
complete shock, Marcello stood at the door with her tray. At a loss
for words, she held the door open and allowed Marcello to set her
food up at the table.

“Thank you,” Ava said awkwardly.

“I want in,” Marcello said quickly.

Ava’s head snapped up. “What?”

“I want in on your escape plan. I know you’re
planning something.”

Ava’s heart beat frantically. How could
Marcello know?

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she
fibbed.

“Yes you do,” he pleaded, grabbing her arm.
“Please, Ava. I’ll do anything you ask, but please take me with
you.”

Ava shook his arm off. “I don’t
understand!”

“Something about the other afternoon,” he
said, and his eyes filled with an unimaginable sadness. “Feeling
your lips wrapped around me and your soft hands on my body, it
stirred something in me.”

“Marcello, please, you don’t understand.”

Marcello laughed bitterly. “Of course I do.
You weren’t really attracted to me. You were under the influence of
the aphrodisiac and you were ordered to touch me. But it made me
want more. I’m tired of getting women just because it’s a reward. I
want a woman to want me of her own free will and it will never
happen here.”

Ava studied Marcello carefully. For some
strange reason she believed him. She sighed. “Marcello, it was
enjoyable for me and not just because of the drugs or the fact that
I was told to do that. I find you very attractive. If I make it
back to my fiancé, I don’t know how I will explain all this to
him.” She suddenly felt extremely weary.

“How do I know I can trust you?”

Marcello looked at her carefully. “Let me
handle The Overlord. It will be the most dangerous job. I am his
most loyal servant. I can weaken him at the right moment. He will
never suspect me. And if I’m found out, it will be certain death
for me.”

Ava didn’t respond at first.

“Is my life not promise enough?”

“No, of course it is,” she said hurriedly,
“I’m just surprised by this turn of events.”

“So am I,” he whispered as he stood. He
walked to the door to leave. “Will you accept my help?”

Ava nodded. She wasn’t sure if she was making
a good decision or not, but she could use all the help she could
get, especially if it was from someone else so trusted by The
Overlord.

“I will kill you myself if I discover you
betrayed us,” she warned him.

Marcello smiled slightly. “I don’t doubt
that. You’re a very determined woman.” He gave her one last look of
longing and left the room.

Ava sank onto the bed, her mind full of what
was to transpire in less than a week. Together, she and Michelle
along with Mia, two trusted guards and Jolie were about to
overthrow Valanya. It would be a risky and daring escape but there
was no looking back now.

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The following is an excerpt
from another episode in The Overlord's Depraved Tales series
–
The Beasts' Breeding Dungeon
4

Time is running out for Ava and Michele, they
won't survive much longer as sex slaves in The Overlord's dungeons.
With the help of some of the guards, Ava has developed a plan to
escape the night of the Ball. Ava can't let The Overlord get
suspicious, she will have to do anything he desires. He's getting
even more hungry for her body, and soon he is going to want to take
her tight virgin back door. What price will she have to pay in
order to escape his sexual prison?

Read on for a small taste of what's
inside:

The Overlord stood and beckoned for Ava to
follow him.

She stood up and smoothed her blonde
pigtails.

“That hairstyle is driving me mad,” he
groaned and Ava smiled coyly. The Overlord had let it slip the
other day that part of the appeal of American women was their
wholesome good looks and their hair in plaits. Ava looked liked she
had stepped out of an old-school mid-western advertisement, with
her blond pigtails, blue eyes, freckles and pretty face. Not to
mention her tight, curvy body.

The Overlord licked his lips. “Call me Master
today.”

“Yes,” she paused, “Master.”

The Overlord visibly winced from his arousal
and he picked Ava up like a baby doll and carried her back to the
bed. He tossed her onto the bed and straddled her, his thick gray
thighs powerfully holding her down.

Ava gasped from being rendered immobile, and
she felt her chest rise and fall with an alarming speed as molten
desire slithered through her body. The Overlord brought his large
hands to her hair, and gently fingered her pigtails, caressing her
soft strands and closing his eyes to focus his lust. His hands
moved further down to her shoulders and along her bare arms. Ava
shivered at the possibility of their afternoon together. She no
longer felt fearful and instead was excited about how The Overlord
would soon possess her body.

Still his hands traveled further south,
rolling over her breasts and down her trim stomach. Ava moaned
softly, biting her lip as she endured the sweet assault of her
master.

“Yes, Master,” she whispered, “touch me.”

The Overlord groaned, moving his hands to her
bare thighs and squeezing tightly before he began sliding his hands
up and down her legs before he brought them back up and rested them
over her pussy.

“I love being between your thighs, my sweet
girl.”

Ava whimpered in response, arching her back
and pressing her hips forward. She didn’t want to be teased today.
She was desperate and needy and she felt the only cure was a good,
hard fuck, preferably up her tight asshole.

As if he had read her mind, The Overlord
moved his hand along the line of her underwear until he was grazing
her buttocks.

“But this is what I want,” he breathed, his
fingers pushing against her fleshy skin.

“Take it. I’m ready.”