Faux Realm Ch. 12

*Awww, fudge.* came in the voice disappointed.

"Anya are you ok?" Concerned; one of the women asked.

"Y-yes." Came the soft reply.

Lucian was mesmerized by the curvaceous lady. As she stood up he noticed her pussy was busy drooling copious amounts of erotic liquid.

*Cunt juice.* the voice said.

*Sweet nectar.* voice added.

*Stop.*Lucian warned.

*River of the Gods.* The voice continued.

*Can you-?* Lucian started.

*I can go all day baby.* the voice he-hawed.

*What an incredible sight.* he thought.

*Damn straight. Imagine your cock in those deep, sweet folds.* inside of his head the voice was panting and egging him on.

He gave his head a shake.

*Not gonna work.* the voice jeered.

Lucian watched as the woman started to walk towards him in slow motion. It looked like she was made out of marble. A goddess.

*Damn straight.*

She had short cropped white hair. Piercing black and grey eyes. Perky breasts complimented her hourglass figure, like all of them. Perfect. But she had something that accented her beauty.

Something he just could not pin point. *It's her ass dummy.*

*Really?* he wondered.

*Just look at it. Boner city my man* the voice quipped.

*And the boots, them is high boots my man.*

*Thigh high, too awesome.* Lucian thought.

*Just plow it man. Do IT.* The voice spat.

Now the woman was standing in front of him, watching him smile. What else was he going to do?

"Get up." She was visibly angry and getting angrier by the second.

"If you weren't going to see the Master I would've killed you already." She spat.

Visibly shaking. She turned and started walking, a noticeable sway in her hips.

"Help him up." She ordered over her shoulder.

He was kicked by one of the naked women. Finally noticing them and their bodies.

*Delicious.* Lucian thought.

They had similar build as the main lady. One main difference was their faces and hair. It looked fake. He was kicked and dragged up, the main lady, Anya, looked on. As if she was reluctant to break it up.

*Bitches be crazy man.* The voice inside his head said.

Lucian was standing. He was then led down the corridor. He turned and watched Jane looking worried as he disappeared behind the corner.

Soon he was in front of dark door. He touched them. The texture was odd, not reminding him of any known metal. A slight buzz went through his body, his balls felling every pulse of energy.

*What was that?* his inner voice echoed.

*Not sure.* Lucian thought.

*Was fun. Keep doing it.*

Anya slowly raised her hand and said few low lines. Lucian had trouble hearing. Doors slowly started to raise. No sound came from the metal, what was weirder is the metal folded in itself and disappeared.

*Fancy.* the voice quipped.

*Can you stop?* Lucian pleaded.

*Stop what?* Lucian could hear the genuine wonder in the voice.

*Stop talking, please.* Lucian softly pleaded.

*Hey, hey, hey I am not talking. You are.* Lucian felt migraine coming.

Using his remaining healthy limb he pinched the bridge of his nose. The headache was not unbearable but the constant prodding and talking from whatever was in, was driving him insane.

*Idiot. You are insane. The very definition of crazy is hearing voices. Amongst other things.* He could feel him sneer.

"Stay here." Anya barked.

*I will sweety.* the voice cooed.

Lucian nodded and she turned and left him with the rest of females. Lucian watched her perfect round ass sway as she went further in. He was mesmerized. Finally noticing that she was not alone, but surrounded with activity. Men and women were busy working, naked, but working.

*Hell yeah baby.* the voice jeered.

*What is happening here?* Lucian thought.

*Dumbass. The dream comes true, finally.* Voice responded.

*What are you on about?*

*Everyone is naked and fucking.* Voice slowly said.

*I don't see...*

*Oh God damn it. It is just a matter of time.* the voice finally said.

Anya could be seen talking with a figure deep inside the room. Few minutes of her talking, and Lucian staring at her luscious figure.

He had seen her talking with the figure, the chair was turned around but he could not see who was in it, the man or woman behind it seemed to take their time with the conversation.

*I vote we ditch this fucker and go for some space poon.* the voice said.

*Jesus what is wrong with you? Can you relax?* Lucian said.

*Look Tinkerbelle I am not the one sporting a 12 inch wood in the middle of the enemy camp.* Then as if mimicking the Joker himself, *You. Need. Me.* Huffed.

*Can you stop with the puns?* Lucian begged too drained to argue his case further.

*Why? It is funny. I like funny.* the voice said.

By this time Anya turned and quickly strolled backwards.

Addressing the four ladies around Lucian, Anya spoke, "I want you to take this man into the Pit."

"The Pit?" One of them exclaimed.

"Are you sure?" Another chimed in.

Anya lifted her hand to stop the discord of voices that were slowly starting to come out of the ladies, "I have no say in it, the Master wishes it to be so. The experiment must continue."

"But, mistress he is not ready. The Pit ... They will eat him alive.* A lady to Lucian's left said.

She seemed to be extremely worried when Anya said where Lucian was to go. There was a hushed silence around them. One of the women grabbed Lucian by his arm and pulled him out of the room.

*Where are we going?* Lucian thought.

*To be eaten dumb ass.* voce said with finality.