Vamp Episode 2

Alek drags Grace down the stone stairs, her new fangs still aching from the change. The dungeon air hits her like a slap—damp, thick, heavy with the scent of sweat and leather. Three slaves kneel in chains, wrists cuffed behind their backs, mouths forced open by thick red ball gags that stretch their jaws wide. He points at the first one, a man trembling on his knees. "Watch," he says. Alek spits on the acrylic plug, works it into the slave’s ass, twisting it until the widest part pops past the tight ring. The man’s muffled grunt bounces off the walls. Alek doesn’t wait. He shoves two fingers in beside the plug, stretching him open, then slams his cock in hard. Each thrust rocks the slave forward, gag straps digging into his cheeks. Alek pulls out, wipes his dick across the slave’s face, and moves to the next without a word. The second slave gets the same treatment—plug first, then Alek’s fingers prying her open before he buries himself balls-deep. Grace’s eyes stay locked on every inch disappearing inside them. Upstairs, Echo isn’t so lucky. Queen Amunet’s men string her to a giant web of rope, arms and legs spread wide. NIZSM steps close, runs a blade along her inner thigh, and smiles. They take turns using her—mouth, cunt, ass—leaving bruises and bite marks as payback for Drago’s defiance. When they finish they cut her down, drag her to the turret, and bind her tight to the iron railing. Dawn is coming. She watches the horizon bleed red while the ropes bite into her skin. Below, Alek finishes with the last slave, pulls the plug free, and watches the hole stay open, glistening. Grace swallows hard. The night is far from over.