The Long Road to Ruin Ch. 40-42

Pulling back, Bardo howled as he furiously fucked her mouth, hot cum spilling into her orifice. Refusing to swallow any, cum gushed from her soft lips, sliding down her chin, coating her breasts. With one final, vicious thrust, he once again, forced his entire cock down her throat, holding it deep while filling her with cum before finally pulling out. Shiloh spit out what she could, gasping for air, while cum flowed down her chin.

Bardo then knocked her to the floor, pushing her onto her back, snapping then growling at her when she started to struggle again. With one deeper growl for her to keep put, he began to tear into her flesh with claws and teeth. Blood streaked from ragged gashes. "Now you die!"

"No!!!!" Shiloh screamed fighting back. She flailed her arms and legs, punching and kicking his hairy flesh.

He pulled back from her reach. "You are a feisty one," he chuckled lowly, his voice coarse, raspy. "I think I'll keep you as my pet!"

"Never," she hissed.

"Ahhh, my pet, you'll enjoy it. I will give you power beyond your wildest dreams," he promised.

"Never," she repeated, starting to struggle again.

"I've bitten you. It is inevitable. You will become my pet, my plaything. You will stay with me; I'll teach you everything you need to know. Though we'll rest for a while first," Bardo murmured then nuzzled his fur against her fair flesh, "So beautiful, so perfect. You will be my queen."

Shiloh shuddered then closed her eyes. Her mind began to race; she had to get out of here. There had to be a cure. She knew that her only hope would be to escape from Bardo. However, sleep claimed her first.

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Biting cold sank into her skin. She shivered then curled up, snuggling into the warmth of Bardo's fur. The coarseness of the fur strongly contradicted the cold. She sprang to her feet, horrified as memories of events from the previous night crept into her mind. Her flesh ached from her multiple wounds. Blood stained her skin in long crusty rivulets. Revulsion coursed through her. That thing had raped her, forced its unnatural desires upon her. His crime was a blatant affront to the tenets she lived by; this prompted her lust for vengeance.

Quickly she located the black square of cloth hidden within her dress then opened it. Digging through the extra-dimensional space, she located her glamered armor then favorite new sword, Bloodlust. Quickly she pulled on her red and gold armor, while mentally removing the glamer from it. Then she pressed her blade into the hollow of Bardo's throat, swiftly yanking on a bit of his coarse fur to expedite his awakening.

"You chose the wrong girl to fuck with. Now you will pay with your life," she hissed then slashed the sharp edge of her blade through his flesh. It opened a blood red gash, severing his jugular. Blood welled up in his throat, running from both sides of his elongated snout as he lay gasping. Then she plunged her knife deep in his chest, puncturing his heart.

Dragging him across the room, his body making a blood stained path, she hefted him upon a small stone altar. With his blood, she drew the symbols to summon Bastian before placing a drop of her own on it as well. "Lord Bastian, I call you from the darkest depths. Honor your faithful subject, come to me. I am in need of your divine grace." A sudden euphoria swept over her, she found herself standing in a room with hundreds of red tapers burning from sconces on the black walls. A long obsidian altar stood in the middle of the circular chamber. Behind it stood Bastian, resplendent in his black hair and ruby red skin.

Shiloh immediately knelt before him, surprised to find herself in his glorious presence. "My Lord, you honor your humble servant with your esteemed appearance. Thank you for allowing me to come to you."

"You haven't weathered your punishment very well, my pet. It leaves me at odds with what to do," he spoke up. "You disobeyed a direct command. I find myself very angry with you. Anyone else would spend an eternity enduring my wrath. However, the souls you've brought me, the lust I've leeched from you have nearly made up for what I truly sought. You will have to deliver at least ten more souls onto me before I will forgive your transgression. Are we understood?"

Shiloh curtseyed before him, "Yes, my Lord, at least ten more souls; a question, my Lord?"

"Yes, my precious," he replied then cocked an eyebrow at her.

"Have you taken the werewolf's?" Shiloh lowered her eyes.

Bastian's eyes flashed a brilliant red. "His soul is so tainted I would not accept it. He is an abomination."

Shiloh licked her lips, swallowing the lump forming in her throat, "He bit me, my Lord. I do not wish to become like him. Will you help me?"

Bastian's eyes narrowed, "I have the power to remove the taint he bestowed upon you." He reached out then placed a hand upon the bite mark on her shoulder. She screamed with pain as her flesh warmed then the putrid blackness poured from her, while her wounds mended themselves. Once he withdrew his hand, she collapsed at his feet.

Bastian flashed a wicked grin at her; he'd removed the lycanthropic curse, but left behind a constant heightened state of arousal and during the full moon would suffer an unquenchable desire for sex as punishment. "You're free of the curse," he drew her into his arms, kissing her tenderly.

"Thank you, my Lord. You are most gracious. I will never disobey you again," she knelt before him, kissing the tops of his feet before rising up to place a kiss on each tip of his two cocks.

"I shall hold you to that, my pet." Bastian grinned, knowing he had her. "Now go, my sweet, it is nearly dawn, your keeper will wonder where you are."

Shiloh inclined her head gracefully, "Will you send Ni'as to me later?"

Bastian shook his head, "Ni'as is occupied with Lady Myra. He will soon impregnate her with a child; he will be unavailable to come to you for some time."

"That's unfair. I need him, too," Shiloh pouted.

His eyes blazed from her outburst, "Your need is not as great as Lady Myra's. You have many outlets for your lust whereas she does not, until the temple is finished. Therefore, I have directed Ni'as to stay at her side."

With the flick of his wrist, Bastian sent her away, returning her to the cellar. She slammed her fist against the altar, cursing them all. How dare he take such a high-handed attitude towards me, as if I wasn't worthy of him any more? I was the one who brought Myra to him. I was the one who made it possible. Shiloh seethed silently. She'd give him so many souls; drown him in her lust, then he'll beg her to accept his graces! She'd show him!!!!!

With a course of action decided, she picked the lock of the nearby trunk, adding sacks of gold, gems, and jewelry to her loot.

To the victor go the spoils!!!!

Once she left Bardo's house, she sealed the door with Bastian's help then scurried back to her own, reaching it before her breakfast delivery arrived. As promised a tureen of peaches and cream accompanied a bowl of oatmeal along with a carafe of fresh milk.

Shiloh dug into the feast with gusto, savoring each bite. Once finished, she set the tray on the stairs then headed for the bathtub. Knowing what Bardo had done to her made her feel dirty, like she could scrub her skin forever, yet still not be free of the stain. She knew Bastian had relieved her of the curse and healed her wounds, for that she was grateful. If Nathan ever learned of her indiscretion, surely he'd cast her out, leaving her to the mercy of the Dhorn. She wouldn't have that. No one must know what had happened. It was paramount to her survival.

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Once night fell, the undeniable need hit hard, it was all Shiloh could do, not to play with herself. She pulled on her new dress then hit the streets, searching for prey. As she approached Talana's Lingerie Shop, two men hollered at her, "Hey cunt, how much?" A dark haired man with a full beard and handlebar moustache shouted at her.

"Would you like that ass fucked, girlie?" The other man piped off.

Shiloh flipped them one long slender finger while continuing on. Their blatant rudeness grated her nerves.

"Oh, the little cunt's too good for us," the first man called out then trotted out behind her. Soon both had taken up the chase. Shiloh hurried through the marketplace, heading toward Temple Street then the western ward. The men however, remained in hot pursuit. Rounding the temple, Shiloh ran toward two burly men standing outside a small factory. "Help me, please!"

The two men immediately sprang to her defense, stepping up to confront her assailants. "Leave the girl alone, unless you want your face mangled!" A tall broad shouldered worker growled menacingly. Shiloh's pursuers stopped dead in their tracks before turning tail and running away.

"Thank you," Shiloh smiled gratefully. "How can I ever repay you?"

"There's no need for repayment, sweet thing. I'm happy to assist such a beautiful girl like you," the tall broad shouldered man smiled at her.

"Are you sure?" Shiloh asked, eyeing the powerfully built man with interest, "I'd really love to thank you in my own special way." Her eyes flicked to his companion. Recognition dawned on her. She'd met the other man before. He reminded her of Vico with his similar build, scruffy face and chin length brown hair. "I know you."

He cocked an eyebrow, looking her up then down thoroughly. "If I'd met you, honey, I'd never forget you." He drank in her beauty thirstily.

"It's been a few months, though. I entered The Swordfish one evening then ended up getting jumped by a good portion of the patrons. You were one of them. Have you forgotten? You nearly impaled me on your cock when a Dhorn commander interrupted?!?! Tell me you remember me? Because I'd love to feel your cock in me again, this time, without interruptions. Interested?" Her eyes gleamed intensely.

He nodded, clearing his throat, "Definitely."

"Are you ready to take both of us?" Carrack spoke up; his intensely smoky eyes piercing her thoroughly. The tall man wanted to make it perfectly clear that he intended to take her up on her offer.

Shiloh grinned, "Ready and willing, gorgeous. In fact I can't wait. I need it bad."

Both men ushered her into the factory. Instantly she was assailed with the heat of the furnaces. She sucked in a deep breath, acclimating herself to the change. Perspiration dotted her forehead. She wiped it away with the back of her hand. She glanced around the room, taking in the sights before her. A cauldron containing some unknown liquid bubbled away while each of the furnaces put out broiling heat. A lone table with a couple chairs sat a few feet from where she stood. She stepped away from the two men who'd brought her in, crossing the distance to the table.

"Are you ready for a show?" Her hands skimmed down over her breasts to her waist. Propping one of her feet on a chair before her, she removed one boot then the other. She noticed all the workers had gathered around her, leering predatorily.

Shiloh glanced around, taking her first real look at all of them. She was sorry she hadn't paid much attention to them when she entered the factory. Her eyes had been on Derith, the one that reminded her of Vico. As her eyes met each of the guys she felt another shiver of pleasure run through her. They were all attractive, but in different ways. She liked Carrack's broad shoulders and bald head. His smoky eyes burned with desire. A worker named Shaen had a long blond ponytail and despite his dirt stained face his blue eyes twinkled mirthfully. Gedrun was as opposite to Shaen as night was to day. His dark hair was cropped short while his pitch black eyes had a serious, brooding quality. His dark mystery drew her to him like bees to honey. Finally, she took a long look at Lorne. His dark red hair fell over his eyebrows, close to his dark green eyes. The expression he wore was mischievous and playful.

Derith drew close to her, smirking, then with a swipe of his arms, cleared the table of the vials of murky liquid. A crash of glass and the sizzle of green acid ate away at stone tiles on the floor. He reached for her, lifting her atop the sturdy table. "Let us all see your show."

She preened before them, Shiloh then shimmied her barely concealed breasts. She moved seductively, undulating gracefully. She gyrated her hips then pulled the leather dress from her shoulders, exposing her breasts while pushing it to her waist. She bent forward slightly, letting it slide off her hips to her feet. Then she kicked it in Derith's direction.

She stood before them completely naked, her heaving breasts slick with perspiration from the heat of the furnaces. She continued her dance; her movements emulating acts of sex.

Immediately the men rushed forward, vying for her attention. Hands snaked out to rake at her flesh, pulling her to the table. Panic began to course through her, as memories of her ordeal at The Swordfish flashed before her. Pushing them back, she wiggled out of reach then hopped down from her position on the table, "Stop! There's more than enough of me to go around. Come Shaen," she urged him to her right breast. Then she summoned Lorne to the other, Derith moved in to lick her pussy. Then Gedrun seized the opportunity and began to finger her puckered orifice; lastly she called Carrack over then began sucking his cock. She was firmly in control now, which was how she liked it.

She moaned despite the cock in her mouth, as Derith gave her pussy one long swipe with his tongue. Then his tongue worked on her clit, sending jolts of pleasure surging through her as he trapped it between his tongue and lips. She was vaguely aware of the mouths, tongues, and fingers that where enjoying her tits. The other guys were pushed out of her mind as Derith rocketed her closer and closer to orgasm. Gods, he knows how to eat a woman, Shiloh thought. Her body trembled; then her back arched, shoving her breasts in the faces of Shaen and Gedrun. But all she could think about, all she could really feel was Derith, his tongue then her hot cum coating his face.

His lapping tongue slowed, watching her body ease back to the table. He even watched her eyes drift closed. Then snap back open, when he pushed his hard, thick cock inside of her.

Shiloh's body was riding on sheer pleasure; she didn't want it to stop. She wrapped her legs around Derith's ass, pulling him in. "Yes, fuck me," She moaned, pulling the cock from her mouth for a moment, "Harder, gods harder." Her voice rose closer to a shout when he did just that, slamming his cock deep in her. She knew she was close, she then felt that ball of fire explode again. Her pussy closed over him, as did her wetness.

Disappointment coursed through her when he pulled out of her, still hard, then sat on the nearby chair, until she saw him motion for her to come to him. She did this, moving off the table, away from the rest of the guys, then onto her knees in front of him. She got a look at the cock that had just made her cum. It was a solid, thick, mouthwateringly gorgeous. She stroked her hand over it, letting her tongue play with the head, licking the tangy taste of her pussy from it.

Shiloh felt someone behind her. Taking a quick glimpse behind her, she was delighted to see Lorne, his cock jutting proudly from his body. It looked to be similar in size to Derith's; her pussy ached to feel it fill her. She bent forward; thrust her ass up to give Lorne access to her body while she turned her attention to the cock in her hand then let it slide into her hot mouth. Sucking and slurping, licking all the right spots, then stroking with one hand while massaging his balls with the other was a few of the techniques she performed on him. Then she gave a soft moan, knowing he would feel the vibrations.

Shiloh felt the cock behind her rubbing her wet pussy. Then as he slid all the way to the hilt, she moaned, pushing her ass against him. She let Lorne set their pace. As he pushed into her, she drew Derith deep into her throat. When Lorne pulled out, she pulled up. He started slow then built his pace; his strokes faster and shorter. She sucked harder on the cock in her mouth, moaning as his cum filled her mouth. She barely had time to swallow it all before throwing her head back and screaming when her own orgasm exploded. The clenching of her pussy around his cock urged Lorne on; he came with her. When he pulled out, Shiloh could feel juices running down the inside of her legs.

She remained on her hands and knees for a moment, not sure she could move yet. Once her breathing had returned to normal, she rested against the chair, nestled between Derith's legs. She laid her head against his thigh as she whispered, "By the gods."

"Had all you can handle?" Carrack grinned mirthfully as he stroked his cock.

"No," she purred seductively. "I want more."

Gedrun stepped towards her; his dark gaze piercing her. He reached down; helping her up then drew her to his muscular body. He kissed her nipples, running his tongue over her pink peaks. While his lips and tongue teased her, she felt a hand on her hip, and another working its way to the front, between her legs. She writhed against the hand, leaning into the man standing behind her. She then gasped as Gedrun's teeth scored her sensitive nipple. "Do you like it?" Shaen said, leaning in close to her ear.

"Uh huh," Shiloh moaned.

"Want to get fucked again, girlie?"

"Oh yes," she moaned, pressing her ass against him.

"Ask."

"Fuck me. Please fuck me," she cooed; her voice dripping with need.

While Gedrun focused on her nipples, nibbling on one then pinching and twisting the other, Shaen slid into her pussy from behind. Shiloh would have probably melted to the floor had she not been between the two men. Shaen's cock seemed to go on forever. She thrashed wildly as the head of his cock butted her cervix. Fullness enveloped her. She screamed from the pleasure and pain as he pumped that thing of beauty in then out of her until she climaxed, grabbing hold of Gedrun to steady herself.

Shaen pulled his cock out, leaving Shiloh feeling empty. "No, don't stop."

"Want more, little cunt?"

"Gods, yes," Shiloh groaned.

Gedrun took her hand then wrapped it around his cock. "Oh Gods," she whispered, realizing just how thick he was. Her fingers came nowhere close to meeting. "Fuck me now!"

He pushed in, feeling her stretch around him, her tightness sheathing him like a glove. Shiloh moaned; her body quivering as he hit the sweet spot inside her. Sensations zinged through her, building pressure deep inside her loins. Then she felt Shaen's hard cock once again; this time pressed against her other hole. She pushed back, moaning at the feeling of a thick cock stretching her pussy while a long cock steadily worked its way in her dark channel. Shuddering, she placed a hand on Gedrun's chest; then wrapped the other around Shaen's neck. Immediately she felt like she was in the middle of a tug-a-war. One would push while the other pulled; one thrusting in and one sliding out at the same time. She screamed in ecstasy, throwing her head back while begging them to fuck her, over and over. She couldn't help herself; she craved more. A pulsing ball of need burned within her, zinging its way through her body. Her nails dug into Gedrun's skin as she buried her head against this chest. She cried out when she exploded again, the pleasure was so great, so unbelievable all she could do was hang on to them.

Shaen came next, his cock buried deep in her tight ass, his hands on her hips pulling her roughly against him. Gedrun followed suit, his hands squeezing her breasts at the same time her pussy clenched his cock. Shiloh slumped between them, hanging onto Gedrun as if her life depended on it. He cradled her for a few moments before he set her feet to the ground. She groaned as Shaen withdrew; a loud sucking sound following. She felt his seed ooze from her backside, joining Gedrun's cum as it trickled down her thighs. She reached between her legs, swiping her fingers through the sticky mess then brought them to her lips. "Mmmm," she purred as she set her gaze upon Carrack.