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  “Oh,” Olivia hadn’t stopped to think that there were a number of creatures from a number of different universes. “But what about us? How will we get back to two different lands? What if the portal doesn’t go to Earth? Or to where you are from?”

  Leo sat in a chair across from Olivia, his haunches at an uncomfortable-looking angle. “Well, yes we need to find an Earth portal, that’s for sure.” He gave Olivia a piercing gaze. “For both of us.”

  “You’re going to Earth?” Olivia asked incredulously.

  Leo let out a laugh that sounded almost like a bark and matched his wolf-like appearance. “Going back to Earth,” he corrected. This time Olivia let out a snort.“I’m from Earth too,” Leo said defensively.

  Olivia nodded with amusement. If Leo wanted to go back to Earth with her, he was more than welcome. She didn’t know of any other talking wolf-monsters on Earth. She was truly starting to feel like she was losing her mind.

  “Now come with me,” Leo said, gently taking her hand and leading her to the oversized couch. Olivia tried not to recoil at his touch, and Leo did a good job of ignoring her if he noticed. “As I said yesterday, I want to know your story.”

  Olivia sighed and took a deep breath. It would be nice to make a real friend here, and she might as well put her trust in Leo.

  * * *

  Forty minutes later, the elevator opened for Leo to be collected. He gave Olivia a meaningful look at stepped inside. Olivia sat back on the couch, realizing that she still had almost thirty minutes left to herself. Leo had turned out to be an excellent listener, and she had poured her heart out to him, telling him of her college life, her art, and her dreams. She told Leo about her family at home, and the worries that she had now that she was missing.

  In fact, she had spoken so much that Leo hadn’t gotten a word in edgewise. Olivia still knew nothing about him, and now Leo knew her entire life story. Olivia felt guilty for talking so much, but she also felt hope. And once she moved past Leo’s hideous form, he was actually quite kind and funny on the inside.

  Olivia’s time was up before she knew it, and she moved towards the open elevator, expecting Nae. Instead, it was Samuel’s face that peered back at her. Caught off guard, Olivia moved cautiously into the elevator. The doors slid closed but Samuel didn’t push any buttons. Olivia waited expectantly, but nothing happened. She moved towards the buttons to hit them herself, but Samuel’s arm cut across her path, blocking her. Bewildered, Olivia stared at him.

  “I don’t want him to touch you,” Samuel whispered, his voice pained. Olivia was at a loss. What did Samuel mean? Who was he referring to?

  “Who?”

  “Rurik.” Samuel said the name with such hatred that Olivia knew it was the absolute truth. There could never be such emotion behind a false statement.

  “Samuel,” Olivia said slowly, “I don’t understand.”

  “Don’t you get it?” Samuel asked, closing the distance between them, his blue eyes flashing. “I don’t want his hands on you.” Samuel reached out and cupped her face. Olivia jumped, pulling away and backing up against the smooth metal doors. She didn’t understand what was happening.

  “You...you hate me!” she spluttered.

  “I don’t!” Samuel argued. “I was only doing my job! But...I can’t explain it—there’s something about you. I want to protect you!”

  Olivia shook her head, and spoke mostly to herself. “This is wrong. This is all so wrong.”

  Samuel quickly hit the descent button. “We don’t have any more time. They’ll ask questions.”

  “Samuel-’’

  “I’ll try to come for you instead of Michael. He’s a brute.”

  “You’re a brute!” Olivia said furiously, thinking of how Samuel had twisted her arms back behind her, causing her knees to buckle from the pain.

  “I’m sorry,” he whispered, “I didn’t know you then.”

  “You don’t know me now! How can you say that?” she demanded angrily. What the hell was going on?

  “But I can see you’re different. You’re pure and sweet! You don’t belong here!”

  “No one belongs here,” Olivia moaned as the elevator stopped and the doors slid open.

  Samuel’s face twisted into the one of hardness that she was now so accustomed to. She stumbled behind him to her room, her mind spinning as she tried to comprehend what was happening. How had Samuel gone from hating her to having feelings for her? He quickly unlocked her door.

  “Get in,” he growled, but his eyes were soft and pleading.

  “What do you want from me?” whispered Olivia, still not understanding Samuel.

  “I don’t know,” he whispered quickly. “Just know that I’m not who you think I am.”

  He pulled the door shut, leaving Olivia alone in her room. Without thinking, Olivia dressed in her purple pajamas, feeling more alone and confused than ever.

  * * *

  The next day Olivia had to count backwards trying to recall how many days she had been held prisoner. She could only imagine what would happen after one spent weeks, months or even years. She fiercely hoped that would not be the case for her. As she splashed water on her face and brushed her teeth, she thought of her little off-campus apartment and the bright sunlight that streamed through the windows in the kitchen.

  As the mornings before, Nae collected her for breakfast and Olivia winced as she followed Nae towards the dining room; she was sorer than yesterday. Nae shot her a sympathetic look. At breakfast, Olivia noticed that Emily’s bruises seemed to be lighter. Emily winked and continued to eat her breakfast. Olivia didn’t understand Emily and her I-don’t-give-a-shit-attitude.

  Robotically, Olivia moved from breakfast to Room Number Eight where Calista and Daphne were waiting for her. Calista was bright and bubbly but Daphne was subdued.

  “I know you saw us yesterday,” Daphne whispered as she brushed out Olivia’s hair.

  Olivia turned crimson and she shook her head, trying to disagree with her.

  “Don’t lie! I know you did! I’m so ashamed!” Daphne dropped her head into her hands.

  “Please don’t be upset,” Olivia begged, “We’re all prisoners here. I don’t judge you.”

  Calista came over and rubbed Daphne’s back. “Get it together,” she whispered. Daphne nodded and continued with her work.

  A half hour later, Olivia was dolled up and ready for whatever horrors Rurik had in store for her. To her happy dismay, Michael collected her, and he laughed as he twisted Olivia’s hands behind her back before pushing her upstairs.

  Olivia was led into Rurik’s suite, and she perched on the couch, anxiously waiting for Rurik to enter. Olivia could smell Rurik before she saw him. He took a sharp breath when he saw her and Olivia surmised that he approved of today’s outfit. She was dressed in a black silk sleeveless blouse and a short grey skirt that revealed nearly all of her thighs. She was wearing thigh high black-heeled leather boots. It was certainly a departure from the evening dresses. Rurik’s two nostrils flared and her rubbed his thick hands together.

  “You look perfect,” he breathed. His tone made Olivia’s stomach turn. She remembered Mastiv, and she decided she would try to take advantage of the situation and talk to Rurik.

  “Why is it your father gave me to you?” she asked, trying her best to seductively spread out on the couch. Rurik let out a low groan and took a step towards her.

  “You were a gift. A reward.”

  “For what?” She let her fingers graze just above her breasts. Rurik’s eyes widened and he drank in her shape.

  “I pleased my father. I caught a monster who was working behind our backs.”

  “That sounds impressive. How did you catch him?”

  Rurik laughed a slightly manic laugh and tapped his gruesome head with a thick, stubby finger. “Using my brains, of course. Mastiv thought he had outsmarted me, but I showed him.”

  “Tell me,” Olivia breathed, hoping she was seducing Rurik.

  “I simply
followed him! I knew that it couldn’t take him that long to clean the dungeons! He was sneaking down to the water! He knew!”

  The instant Rurik said it out loud; Olivia could tell he regretted it. His face became darker and he angrily turned away. Olivia thought quickly of what she could do or say to make it seem like she didn’t understand what Rurik had just given away.

  “What a horrible job,” she said airily, “cleaning dungeons sounds disgusting.” She made a distasteful noise. Rurik turned back around, and smiled a sick smile, his sharp teeth exposed.

  “Yes. A dirty job, for a dirty monster.”

  “You are so clever.” She let her praise sink in. “Whatever happened to him?” She asked, trying to sound bored as she inspected her nails.

  Rurik growled. “I wanted to kill him, but Father said he could prove to be valuable. He’s lucky he’s vaulted,” he scoffed. Olivia felt like jumping on the inside. She was almost certain that she had discovered where the portal was, and she thought Rurik had given away Mastiv’s location.

  “Why are you so interested in Mastiv?” Rurik asked suspiciously.

  “I wasn’t interested in him,” she said carefully. “I was only interested in how I came to belong to you.”

  “Right. Well let’s get on with it.” Olivia steeled herself and stood up. She began making her way towards the bedroom. Rurik let out a low chuckle.

  “Not today,” he said softly. He took Olivia’s hand and Olivia had to force herself not to gag when she felt his rough hand over her smooth skin. Rurik led her to what she had assumed was a closet door or some other small room, but instead the door opened up to reveal a private elevator.

  “Where are we going?” Olivia asked nervously.

  “It’s a surprise.” The elevator whisked them downstairs, and Olivia felt sickened when the doors slid open at the dungeons. “Come with me,” Rurik said, leading the way.

  Olivia couldn’t help but look as they passed bedraggled women and moaning monsters. Her heart nearly stopped when she saw Leo. His eyes caught her for only the briefest of moments and then he looked away, examining one of his paws. Could Rurik know their plans? Olivia feared what would happen if Rurik or Gorside knew of their conspiring.

  Rurik led Olivia to the very last cage and unlocked the door. At first, Olivia thought there was just a large pile of dirt in the cage, but after a few moments the heap of dirt began to stir. Olivia took a quick step back and Rurik quickly grabbed her.

  “You are going to make me very happy,” he murmured excitedly. Olivia’s heart thumped in her chest; she didn’t like the sound of it. The heap of dirt stood and stretched and Olivia wanted to scream when she saw that it was a hunchbacked monster who seemed to be made of wet, dripping mud. His thick body appeared to be oozing, and two black eyes sat sunken deep within his face.

  “Gruhh,” the monster groaned and Olivia backed away.

  “No, no,” Rurik said quietly, unlocking the cage. “You are going to do this for me.”

  Olivia’s mind jumped to Leo who was only a few cages away and she desperately hoped he couldn’t see or hear her. The monster was rubbing himself between his legs, his eyes bright with arousal. Suddenly, Olivia’s nostrils filled with the comforting and relaxing scent of lavender and sugar. She inhaled deeply, closing her eyes as she let the fragrance take over her body.

  Rurik shoved her inside the cage and the monster groaned loudly, tugging Olivia’s small body to its massive frame. Olivia felt his moist hands rubbing over her body and she envisioned herself covered in mud. But when she opened her eyes and looked down, she saw that she wasn’t. Whatever made the monster feel slimy was not rubbing off on her.

  She inhaled again, feeling arousal build deep within her body. She glanced over at Rurik who was leaning against the dungeon wall, stroking his large cock as he watched Olivia manhandled by the beast.

  “That’s right, Olivia. Let Errgor touch you.”

  Errgor, the beast, stroked Olivia harder, his hands sliding up and down her exposed thigh that was showing. In one swift movement, he ripped her skirt off and Olivia found herself in only the blouse and boots.

  “Argh!” Errgor growled with lust and he grabbed Olivia, bending her over and pushing his face deep into her ass and pussy.

  Olivia cried out in surprise but couldn’t help her own groan of desire as she felt Errgor’s tongue push deep into her pussy. He was surprisingly gentle, licking and teasing her aching clit as she ground against his face, eager for more. In fact, she liked how Rurik was watching her, and she played to him, murmuring quietly and rubbing her breasts for him.

  Rurik caught on quickly, and he began to stroke himself faster. Errgor stood up and grasped Olivia’s head, pushing her down to the dirt floor and pressing his thick, slimy cock into her face. Part of Olivia knew she should be repulsed, but instead she opened her mouth, trying to fit her lips around his monster cock.

  Errgor was not as thick as Rurik, and Olivia just managed to wrap her mouth around him. He pulsed thickly inside of her, and Olivia let her tongue slide over him before she lightly flicked it against him. Errgor growled and tightened his grip on her hair, yanking her head further down onto him. Olivia cried out in pain, but Errgor only hardened further. Her pain turned him on.

  Errgor began to push his cock into Olivia’s mouth and he held her head still as he fucked her. Olivia moaned against him, wanting him to explode within her, but instead she found herself being dragged off the earth.

  “He’s going to fuck you like the sweet whore you are,” Rurik groaned, closing his eyes briefly. Olivia was thrown against the dirt wall and she felt Errgor tear her blouse off her.

  “Argh!” he growled, pawing at her breasts. Olivia yelped as he tugged hard at her nipples, even though it was painful she felt them harden against his rough touch. Errgor brought his bulky hand down on her ass, smacking her hard. Olivia cried out in pain and she knew once more that Errgor was aroused. He hit her again and she bit her lip to stifle her scream.

  Errgor pushed his hand between her thighs, spreading her legs wide. He ran one hand between her wet pussy lips while the other hand continued to squeeze at her breasts, which were now starting to feel raw from the roughness.

  “Fuck her! Fuck her!” Rurik hissed, and Olivia could hear the wet smacking sound of his hands against his own cock. Olivia braced herself against the dirt wall, her hands digging into the soft earth. She could feel Errgor fumbling behind her and she knew he was readying his cock for her. She took another deep breath and she filled with animalistic lust for the beast to fuck her.

  Errgor roared loudly, which distracted Olivia. She wasn’t prepared for his possession of her. Still sore and tender from losing her virginity to Rurik the day before, Olivia felt her body protest as it stretched for Errgor.

  “Aggh!” she cried out as Errgor’s broad, slippery cock slithered into her. Tears of pain welled up in her eyes as Errgor pushed into her until he was balls deep. He stopped so Olivia could feel his full length and she tried to catch her breath, panting from the activity. Slowly, he pulled himself out of her and this time Olivia couldn’t help the moan of pleasure that escaped her lips.

  Errgor pushed into her once, twice more, and by the third time, Olivia was rocking on her heeled boots, pushing her hips back to meet Errgor’s crude thrusts.

  “Gurh! Gurh!” Errgor snarled as he took her again and again up against the wall. Olivia’s nails dug into the dank wall, and she reached one hand down to her pussy, rubbing the pads of her two fingers against her engorged clit. The clitoral stimulation along with the penetration was amazing and Olivia felt her body push towards orgasm.

  Errgor continued to slam into her, throwing his whole weight against her. Olivia cast a sideways glance at Rurik, her eyelids heavy with desire. Rurik cried out when their eyes met, spurting thick creamy semen on the grimy floor. With each throb of his grotesque cock, more semen came out, until he was finally spent, and a huge wet spot soaked the earth in front of him.

  Oliv
ia smiled slyly and turned back to Errgor who was continuing to ravage her body. He put a grubby hand on her back, bending her over further, which resulted in a deeper penetration. Olivia couldn’t help the moans and screams that now came from her. With each hard thrust, Olivia cried out, moaning and screaming obscenities that shocked her.

  “Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Harder! Harder!”

  She threw her head back, her hair flying wildly around her face.

  “Yes! Fuck me! Right there! Don’t stop!” she panted, “Please. Don’t. Stop.”

  Errgor roared a terrible sound and Olivia felt his cock throb and jerk hard within her. The sensation sent her over the edge and she shrieked with pleasure before she came, her small body rocking and shaking against Errgor as he emptied himself into her. Olivia’s tiny body couldn’t hold all his semen, and his hot fluid poured out of her and around his cock, flowing down her legs and boots. Errgor pulled out and a cascade of fluid moved down her legs, soaking her.

  Errgor didn’t look at her again, but instead went into the corner and curled up in a ball, looking once more like the heap of dirt that Olivia originally thought he was.

  “Come,” Rurik ordered softly, and Olivia stumbled out of the cage, feeling dazed. She went to breathe in the lavender scent once more, but it was gone and she enormity of what happened began to sink in.

  She had just fucked another monster. And not only that, but she had loved every second. Olivia’s eyes flew wildly to the burning torches around her and she tried to regain her senses. Everything had just ended so abruptly and she staggered past the cages, tripping over her own feet and falling to the ground.

  She stared at the earth in front of her, stunned by her fall. She sensed something looking at her, and she looked up. In front of her, on his hands and knees, was Leo. He was staring intently at her, his eyes an intelligent mix of pity, empathy and sadness. Olivia stared back, suddenly filled with shame, remorse and embarrassment. Even though Leo was a monster too, she didn’t want him to see her like this. Leo wasn’t like Errgor, who was dim and slow. Leo was smarter than Rurik, too.