The Long Road to Ruin Ch. 13

"I think I will get some rest. It's been a long tiring day. Good night, Alfons." Shiloh inclined her head and headed into the common room he'd told her about, but found all the bunks to be full.

She groaned and sighed. Time to head back to the Bear Pit. As she left the hideout and made her way down the stairs, she glanced at the torch bracket. Reaching up behind it, she felt around for the lever she had seen Vico pull when he brought her here. Finding it, she manipulated it and watched as the panel opened. She then slid the panel closed and stepped into the room. A blazing fire burned within the hearth. She made her way over to one of the chairs that sat before it and curled up in one of them for a moment. The overstuffed leather chair was nice and warm. She knew it wouldn't take much for her to fall asleep right here.

She forced herself to get up and headed for the bedroom Vico had taken her in to. She wondered anew if this was indeed his abode. He seemed fairly familiar with it and it just felt like his. She wondered around, taking note of the blood-stained altar and the bookshelves full of books on various dark subjects. She shivered as she pulled one out that dealt with dissecting anatomy. Putting it back, she walked away and this time did adjourn to the bedroom.

It was also good sized and held a large bed, a large mirror, bedside tables that flanked each side of the bed and a good sized armoire. She moved over to the armoire and opened, taking note of the many black tunics and pants. A blackened suit of full plate armor took up one whole side. She skimmed through the black clothes until she saw something blue that peaked her interest. She gasped as she pulled it forth. A shiver slid down her spine.

It was her favorite blue dress, the one she'd been wearing the day her father ordered to lock herself in her room. The very same one Vico had ripped from her body with his dagger. She clutched it in her hands. Why had he kept it and when had he taken it from the storage room? Shiloh's mind raced as possible solutions entered her brain. She figured he stashed it within his clothing while she was getting dressed in the garb he'd given her to wear before they left.

She swallowed and began to shake. How could he?! How dare he keep a souvenir like this?! Shiloh wanted to scream. She wanted to find him and stick him with the new short sword she'd just been given. She vowed to wait here for him and confront him when he came back. She was sure this was his house, but why would he choose to live in the sewers? He's a low down dirty vile rat! He should be in the sewers!!

Shiloh made her way to the bed and sat down upon it, still clutching the dress. He would pay for this! She vowed to wait up for him and confront him! But for all her best intentions, the warmth of the room and her exhausted body proved to be her undoing. Sleep claimed her and she slumped against the mattress.

It was hours later as the day was breaking in the city above when Vico arrived to find her there. His eyes narrowed dangerously when he found her on his bed and noted his armoire wide open. Upon further examination, he noted the dress that she had found. He pulled it from her grasp and threw it back where he kept it, crawling onto the bed. He was overly tired and she looked so invitingly warm. He pulled her to him and snuggled her in the curve of his body, falling asleep immediately.

Vico would deal with the little burglar when they both woke up.

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Shiloh snuggled into the warmth that surrounded her. She sighed as something velvety smooth yet achingly hard prodded her backside. She shifted somewhat, burrowing her bottom into the heat she felt burning against her. Vico let loose a groan as she brushed his engorged cock and wrapped his arms around her tighter. He pulled her tight against him and let it slide between her cheeks. Shiloh moaned as she felt the tip drag across her sensitive flesh. Whatever it was that warming her nicely felt better too good to be true. She knew she had to be dreaming and loathed the thought of awaking to find it gone.

She rolled around and pressed herself face first into the mystery source of heat. She gave a tentative sniff, allowing the scent of hot blooded male to tickle her palate. She licked her lips and snuggled in closer, her breasts rubbing against the hard wall of Vico's chest. She nuzzled her head into his neck and nipped gently. He embraced her tightly, putting his leg over her thigh. He had her trapped. Her gentle nips turned into stinging little bites as she explored his earlobes and down to his collarbone. Once again she could feel something velvety smooth yet harder as steel nudging at her sweet spot. She opened herself and throatily moaned as she felt it breach her lower lips. With a snap of his hips and a hard push, he penetrated her fully.

A cry slipped from her lips as she rocked hips with the rhythm of his slow channel filling thrusts. He pressed her flat to the mattress and covered her smaller body, thrusting even deeper into her tight moist depths. Shiloh clutched at his back, her nails scoring his flesh as she raked them down slowly. Her body took over completely. She buried her face in his neck and whimpered as he pounded a staccato beat upon her inner pleasure spot until finally she imploded around him, screaming and scratching as her orgasm took her to new heights of bliss.

But he wasn't through with her yet. He pulled out and rolled her onto her stomach. Jerking her hips up, he positioned his cock against her dripping slit and entered her roughly. Shiloh squealed in pleasure as he stretched her wet walls. He gripped her hips, not letting her shrink away from his feral thrusts as he ravaged her forcefully. One hand slipped away, sliding down between her legs and locating her swollen clit. He pinched it and slammed into her hard as she cried out. Over and over he repeated his brutal assault until he had her screaming once more from the pleasure.

Shiloh exploded, coating his cock with her slipperiness. It was only then that Vico pulled out of her channel and slid his cock into the crack of her ass. He spread her cheeks and probed her rear entrance. She whimpered softly as he pushed his way into her, breaching her barrier ring. She clamped down on him and attempted to bear down, making his passage that much easier on both of them. A shrill cry slipped forth from her lips. She buried her face into the coverings on the bed and bit her lip. After a few tentative thrusts, he pulled all the way out and pushed back in slowly.

She groaned and rocked her hips along with him. This was nothing new to her. She usually enjoyed this kind of sex. It was so naughty and forbidden. He grabbed her arm and pulled her hand back, guiding it to her dripping pussy. His larger hand covered hers as they both played with her clit. It helped her relax greatly and soon she was snapping her hips and urging him to go faster.

Vico greatly obliged Shiloh, sinking into her bowels as far as he could before pulling out and shoving in again. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead. His time was close. He groaned with the force of a thunderclap and hammered into her as hard as he could manage. He rubbed her clit in sync with the thrusts of his hips and soon had her screaming again as she exploded around him. Throwing his head back, he unleashed a shout and bucked against her, snapping his hips as he shot his load into her dark depths.

Then he slumped to the mattress, pinning her beneath him. His eyes snapped open. He grabbed a hank of her hair, jerking her head back. She let out a squeak of panic, thrashing beneath him. Vico exposed her white throat and felt around for his blade. Clutching it, he pressed the sharp side against her flesh. "You're trespassing, little slut!" he growled in her ear.

Shiloh pleaded as she heard the coldness in his voice. "Don't hurt me, Vico. I didn't mean to pry, but I was so tired and all the beds were full in the hideout. Don't kill me, please."

Tears flowed down her face and she struggled to slip free of him, but he was far too strong.

"What made you think you could come in here and snoop into my belongings? Did you think you wouldn't get caught?"

"Vico, please. I... am.... sss-sorry. I... was curious." Shiloh sobbed brokenly. She ceased her struggles. She was far too exhausted to keep it up. "Please...."

He pulled back his blade and relinquished his grip in her long blonde hair. She shuddered as rolled onto her back to face him. Her tear filled eyes met his, dark and accusing. He nodded and grinned at her. "Perhaps I'd forgive you for your trespass if you do something for me."

She eyed him warily. "You've already given me a job to do."

He chuckled and shook his head. "Not that kind. There's some water in a pitcher over there. Bring it here."

He let her up off the bed and watched as she walked over to the small table, filling a small bowl with water. She grabbed up a small scrap of cloth and returned it to the bed.

"I could watch your cunt all day...." he quipped, eyeing her closely.

"What do you wish of me?" Shiloh asked as she bit back a retort. She wasn't in the mood for a fight with him nor did she desire another spanking. The sex they'd had just had felt quite incredible and she didn't want to spoil that.

"Wash me," he motioned to the cloth and the water. "Bathe my cock."

Shiloh's cheeks burned, but she obliged him nonetheless. She knew what he wanted. She wet the cloth and gripped his semi-flaccid member. She made quick work of washing his groin, tenderly running the cloth over his sensitive sacs. She wetted the cloth again, wrung it out, and engulfed his cock in it. She gently cleansed his shaft and moved to the tip. She swirled the cloth over it, making sure she'd cleaned him thoroughly. Shiloh knew what he wanted next, but there was no way she would take him in her mouth directing after pulling it from her ass. She was thankful he'd asked her to bathe it.

When she was finished, she returned the cloth and bowl to the table. Her eyes flicked over him possessively as she prowled her way back to him. Shiloh crawled onto the bed and nuzzled her head against his thighs. "What would you have me do?"

His hand delved into her hair, guiding her mouth to his cock. "Make sure you swallow all of it, little cunt."

Shiloh didn't hesitate for a moment. She knew what he wanted her to do. She engulfed him and sucked him into a mind-numbing state of euphoria. His hands gripped her hair even tighter as he pumped in and out of her mouth, encouraging her to continue with her slurping and swallowing. Shiloh gave him the best she could. For some perverse reason, she wanted to please Vico. She needed to please him. Though a part of her knew she was merely a tool to him, it made her feel alive and worth something.

Yet when she pulled back, he groaned in disappointment, growling at her harshly to get back to it. She winked at him and giggled, opening her mouth and inhaling his balls. He groaned and leaned back against the bed and allowed her to treat him to her version of a quick suckle and roll motion with each hard sphere. His fingers pulled her hair and he felt the heat of her breath cover his balls. When she was done lashing his sacs with her firm licks, Vico was ready to burst. She pulled up and went back to his rod. He wasn't getting off that easy.

Her fingers never stopped moving either. She palmed his shaft, squeezed his balls, and rolled them between her hands. He shuddered when he felt the dragging sensation of her teeth as they ascended up the full length of his dick and back down again.

Vico couldn't wait any longer. He'd known this wasn't going to take long. He grabbed Shiloh's head hard and slammed back into her throat. He felt her nails dig into his skin and knew she was holding on to his rod with all her strength. He wildly pumped in and out of her until his load shot from his tightened balls and splashed down her eager throat. When he did ease up, he felt her breath surrounding him as she licked him clean.

She made a show of licking her lips as she pulled away from him. "Mmmmm, gods, you taste good," she purred.

He gazed at her through half-open slumberous eyes. He smiled insolently and pulled her up against him. Softly he cuddled her to his body and closed his eyes. The tenderness surprised her. It wasn't what she expected at all. Shiloh sighed and wrapped her arms around him. This felt too good to be true and she longed to make it last as long as possible.

But it was not to be. Vico jerked her off the bed and callously tossed her clothing and belongings at her. "Never come here again," he growled and marched her to the sliding partition. She scrambled into her dress and pulled the patent leather boots up her legs before he pushed her through his opened door and into the hallway that led up to the hideout.

She glared at him, slapping him soundly. "I wouldn't come back to you if you paid me," she hissed low in her throat.

That insolent grin crossed his lips. "The fieriest pits in all the hells will freeze before I lower myself to pay a slut like you."

Anger flashed in her eyes. She looked away as her breath caught in her throat. "I hate you," she growled. She shook with the desire to slam her new blade into his black heart. How could he be so cruel after what we just shared?

Shiloh turned away from him and dashed back out into the sewers, running as fast as her feet could carry over. She didn't care about the filthy rats that gave chase as she reached the ladder that led up into the little ruined house guarded by Stan. She climbed up and pulled herself into the room before slamming the grate shut. That should keep the rats at bay.

She flashed a bright smile she didn't entirely feel at Stan and murmured a pleasant greeting before she left the house behind and headed back to the Bear Pit. All was quiet as she entered the common room. A few patrons sat eating the morning meal. She nodded a greeting at the sole waitress and ascended the stairs into the kitchens. She needed to clean up and visit Master Nathan. She knew she had to tell him about the Dhorn who had accosted her. She figured he would want to know about that. She also needed to tell him about the two people she'd overheard talking in the sewers. She knew he'd know what to make of it.

Quickly she bathed herself and changed into the other outfit she bought for herself. The pretty purple dress fit her well and hugged her curves enticingly. She wore the patent leather boots with it because like the way her legs looked in them. She left the room and entered the kitchen, stopping for a bite to eat. She took note of Trissa, who had a rosy glow upon her cheeks. The urge to eliminate the bitch burned hot within her, but she knew not to make a scene. She remembered well the warning bestowed upon her by Lenton and Warent. There's a time and place for everything, an inner voice consoled her.

She left the kitchen and headed up the stairs, noting Caron had yet to arrive at the Bear Pit. Perhaps he was exhausted from the escapades of the previous night. She pushed it out of her mind. She would not think of Caron with that stupid bitch! She walked past Wesh and Warent without saying a word to either. She could feel their eyes upon her and a shiver slithered down her spine. Shiloh cautioned herself against showing any emotion. No one needed to know about her previous night's escapades except the ones involved.

She made her way up to Master Nathan who was enjoying a cup of coffee. She smiled and greeted him jovially. "Good morning!"

He cocked an eyebrow at her, "Yes, Shiloh?"

"I have some news that might be of interest to you," she started. "I heard two strange people talk in the sewers. One was a Dhorn."

"Go on."

"Well, the Dhorn talked about an organization that gave them trouble, and that he wanted the other man to find out who those people behind that organization were."

"You saw the face of that other man?"

"Kind of, though it was pretty dark..." Shiloh replied, as she sat down in a seat across from his desk.

"Can you describe him?" Nathan inquired, his curiosity now piqued.

"He was hooded. I didn't see the color of his hair. But he had a strong jaw. No beard. And he was of average height. A pretty average person all in all. He wore leather armor and had a short sword on his belt."

"What about the Dhorn?"

"He wore a helmet that was hiding his head completely... But he was clad in the red armor they wear, so I'm pretty sure it was a Dhorn."

"Alright. It's good that you came to me."

"I'm always happy to help, but I have more to tell you. There's been something else that happened."

"And that is? If you've come to complain about Vico or Caron, the subject is closed, Shiloh."

She flashed a scowl at him. "No, I have not come to complain about that or anything for that matter. I was in midst of working on Master Yance's pick pocketing lesson, which I passed by the way."

"I had heard about that."

Shiloh nodded and continued, "I was over in the west end of the city when I was accosted by a Dhorn soldier who accused me of being a prostitute. I should have run away from him, but I didn't. He took me to a warehouse nearby where he caught me and proceeded to make me undress. I am fortunate that Vico came to my rescue. He scared off the Dhorn."

Nathan listened intently to her words. He scratched his chin and gave her a pondering glance. "It is most unusual for a Dhorn to show this kind of interest. Tell me about him. Anything you remember."

"He was older than me, but still young for a soldier, I think. He had short, brown hair. He told me that he can be found at Tald's Tavern at times, and that I should come and see him. Vico told him that he was my pimp and forced him to pay him for making me undress. I thought they were going to fight."

Nathan nodded. "You were fortunate then."

Shiloh snorted and met his eyes levelly. "Do you have other people spying on me? Are there others besides Vico who are watching my every move?"

"There have been a few who kept eyes upon you during your first few days out. Your safety has always been my concern," he told her as he looked upon her with those intense green eyes.

Shiloh nodded. "For the record, I have no plans of going to Tald's Tavern to meet this Dhorn. Please don't make me."

"I'll tell Mando to send one of his girls. It sounds very much like it would be worth checking out that Dhorn, but I don't want you to do that, Shiloh."

She exhaled deeply as relief washed over her. "Thank you, Master Nathan."

"Was there anything else you needed to tell me?"

"Oh, I could complain about the beating I received from Vico after he ran that Dhorn away. I could even let you see the bruises, but since that subject is closed, I won't trouble you with the sordid details. Chella begged me to talk to you, but it's something that I have to deal with on my own. She didn't understand my reasoning, but then again, I'm not sure I do either. That is all I'll trouble you with this day. I have one more lesson to complete."

"Shiloh, it's best for you to stay away from Vico as much as possible. You have been warned repeatedly. I'll do what I can."

She nodded and stood up from her seat. She curtsied before him and headed for the door. She knew that no matter what Master Nathan, it couldn't stop the events that had already been set in motion and she knew deep in her heart that soon there would be the hells to pay for it.

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