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Even in nicer times and rooms, Cazador’s palace always smelled putrid. Halsin wrinkled the rat’s whiskered nose in disdain. Thankfully, rats were always underfoot here, so he was able to easily follow Astarion down the hall
It had taken ages to get ahold of a rat that had been here, but he’d needed one that wouldn’t be out of place among the rest of them. It meant he couldn’t go in his own flesh, but he could ride the senses of this one to see what they could see. He’d been doing that to get the lay of the land the past few days, and follow Astarion and his shadow when he could
Astarion stopped to smooth over his coat outside a door Halsin recognized as being to your chambers. He hadn’t been able to get past the wards to see you yet, and couldn’t follow now as Astarion slipped inside
Halsin could hear the cheerful sounding monologuing from here though. “Hello darling. We’ve got an important meeting today, remember? And you simply must look your best, so I’ve got an excuse to pamper you a little. Oh don’t look so sad dear; you’re perfectly lovely. I just need everything to be perfect for today. Now, that means no embarrassments too darling, so not a peep out of you for now. I know that seems harsh, but things really must go to plan. You’re to just sit by my side and smile welcomingly. Come here pet. Ah, what a masterpiece you are. All ready then? Come, take my hand”
The door reopened as Astarion led you, and unbeknownst to him Halsin, down to the dinning hall. The space had certainly been well prepared, too ostentatious for Halsin’s taste, but he was sure the nobility of this rotten city just ate it up
Shadowheart stopped, as always, to the side of the door, face blank, empty eyes staring forward. Astarion took his seat at the head of the table, and gestured for you to take a seat in his lap. Seeing you settled, he called for his guest to be let in
The doors opened wide as Enver Gortash strutted to the other end of the table. He took in the sight before him with a sneer, and Halsin felt a shiver go down his spine. He didn’t know what business these two men had together, but couldn’t imagine it being anything good
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You woke up in a daze. You always did lately. Astarion said you were probably still just adjusting to the hunger, but it had been three years now, and you felt silly for still being so foggy. You were so lucky to have him there to care for you
There was something you were supposed to remember about today, but it eluded you. You’re sure Astarion will remind you when he comes to see you. He’s the one constant in your life, and he does so much to support you
Speaking of, you bolt upright, and start preparing yourself for him. Your hair snarls so easily, and it’s so hard to make yourself presentable when you can only see the brush in your mirror.
You hear him approaching and sigh while smoothing out your dress, mostly to calm your nerves and still your hands. He thinks you’re beautiful in anything, but you always want to make the effort for him. He’s so lovely it makes you feel grimy sometimes
He steps in and greets you sunnily, resplendent as ever. Lovingly, he begins fretting over your appearance. It feels great to have his attention focused on you like this, his hands scurrying across your body while he reminds you what a big day it is. It also makes you feel a bit small and dirty, but you push the thought aside and beam down at him
Sometimes he lets you speak, but it seems like today won’t be one of those days. That’s okay. You know you’d have just messed things up if he did. You miss talking to him sometimes, but you understand he has to be careful since he can’t always fix your mistakes
He offers his hand, and you allow yourself to be swept away to the dinning hall. You can smell the food, but, more importantly, you can smell the blood waiting for you. He’s so generous, always making sure you’re provided for
He takes his place at the table, and watches intensely as you settle yourself into his lap. You feel surrounded by him, his torso pressed against your back, his breath cold against your neck, his hand pressing you down against him
He calls for his guest and Enver Gortash struts in. You shouldn’t be surprised, of course your vampire lord would be meeting with one of the most important figures in Baldur’s Gate. You smiled wecomingly, and pushed aside any uneasy thoughts about how he was leering at you
As they settled into the niceties, you succumbed to the fog and sipped at your glass of blood. Astarion began eating the bloody steak in front of him, jostling you gently into the table with each bite. His other hand is rubbing gently at your thighs, while he nods along to Gortash
You feel a gentle pinch on your inner thigh, and Astarion’s cold breath on your ear as he whispers “pay attention darling; he asked you a question”. You blush and look over into Gortash’s burning sneer.
It broadens into something that sends a shiver up your spine, as he repeats “the public hasn’t seen you in so long, dear Astarion must keep you quite busy hm?” His eyes drop to your breasts, which suddenly feel quite exposed, before he lifts them to your lips and grins knowingly
“Oh yes” Astarion chuckles, while his hand begins kneading your thigh “quite busy” You can do nothing but duck your head and blush, knowing what Gortash must be thinking
“She’s so shy; it’s precious really” he tells your lover, keeping his eyes on you while he turns his attention back to his plate. He looks famished, but eats slowly, savoring each mouthful
Astarion is excitedly expounding on his plans for the city. It’s Gortash’s turn to nod along, while you once again get lost in the fog of Astarion’s ambitions, and the gentle glow of his increasingly intimate touch
You float, jostled lightly by the table, anchored only by his cold hand which has worked its way into your skirts to pet at the bare skin on your inner thigh. It sends pleasant tingles through the fog, and you can feel yourself start to get damp as you ache for his touch to focus
You’re startled from your reprieve by Gortash clearing his throat. He’s looking at you expectantly, and the hunger has only intensified, though his meal is finished now. Your smile would falter if it could, but Astarion only chuckles
“Oh you are so naughty” he whispers against your ear. “We’ve reached an agreement dear” he beams “a bargain really” He takes your hand, and helps you off his lap to stand at his side. “I know you won’t mind my sweet”, he says as he kisses your hand. He smirks up at you, adding “you’ve always been so eager to please”
You hear a chair scrape against the floor, while you struggle to make sense of what he’s said. What won’t you mind? You don’t have to wonder long, as Astarion licks his lips and says “crawl over to him darling, and show him what a good girl you can be”
Your brain freezes, in panic, not understanding what’s going on, but your body moves. It drops you to your knees on the rough paving stones, and begins crawling forward. You scream inside, but can’t stop yourself from moving. You can’t form the words to beg him to stop
Gortash grins, and pats his thigh, calling to you like you’d call a dog. “Oh this is delicious” he sneers when you reach him “The hero of the gate on her knees for me” you blush and try to duck your head again, but his gauntleted hand snares you by the chin. “Oh no pet” he growls, as his claw catches your lip “I want you to watch me break you. Eyes on me”
He doesn’t need to break you. Your heart is broken already. Cold tears slide down your cheeks as he looks down at your rumpled skirts. “Lift them” he gestures, and you gasp at him in horror
He gives an exasperated sigh as he stands, looming over you. “Darling, I thought I told you to be a good girl. Listen to the man” you hear Astarion lilt from the other end of the table. Your body moves to obey him, but it’s too late, as you feel his golden claws tear through the fabric and rake against your skin, shredding your dress down the front so it hangs off your arms
“There now” Gortash growls, gathering what’s left of your garment to pin your arms behind you. “Such a pretty picture you make” he says, as he retakes his seat. He calls to Astarion “don’t you want a closer look?”
You hear soft footsteps approaching behind you, as Astarion moves up and positions a chair to have a better view of the scene before him. “Ah yes” he breathes “she’s so lovely like that, just perfect” you can just see, through the tears, from the corner of your eye, as he frees himself and settles into his seat, giving his hardening white cock a few languid strokes while his eyes bore into you
Gortash takes in your helpless state a moment. “Come closer whore” he beckons “I want to see something” he whispers salaciously, as he enjoys watching you struggle to shuffle forward on just your knees. When you’re close enough, he leans forward and digs one of his clawed hands into your hair, yanking to keep you in place
Your face contorts in pain around your plastered smile, while he palms it with his other hand, claws digging into your jawline. “Oh yes, so very pretty” he breathes, his eyes tracing a line down your nearly exposed body. His hand on your face slowly moves to follow his eyes
He pauses, with his claw daintily circling a stiffening nipple “you know, Astarion is always telling me how eager you are, how desperately you want to be touched” he rolls your nipple between cold clawed finger tips “I’m sure your cunt is wet; I can smell it from here”
His hand continues its downward path, grazing across your tummy, and circling your hip “I can almost taste it” he growls throatily, as he carefully snips the sides of your undergarments apart. They start to fall off, but are stuck on the sticky mess that’s been building between your thighs
He groans, and pushes them up into you, soaking up your juices before bringing them to his nose and inhaling deeply. He groans again and looks back to you hungrily “I think you’ll like our deal more than we do” he snickers while bringing your panties up to your face
“See how soaked you are for it” he sneers at you “open up” he growls, as his hand in your hair shifts down to force you jaw open, even as your body jumps to follow his command “delicious” he groans, shoving your wet garments past your smiling lips. He fucks a couple fingers into them against your tongue “good girl; hold those there”
He leans back into his chair again, unbuttoning himself as he looks down at you. The tears are still flowing down you face, but you’re still looking at him, even as you fall into yourself, and he’s smiling at you maliciously, his unkept cock in his hand “you know, I’m surprised at how rude you’ve been tonight” he mockingly chided “don’t you think Astarion?”
“Sadly I must agree” Astarion quipped from the edges of your awareness “I’d be furious, if this meeting weren’t still going so well” he snickers “well, it’s you she’s slighted, so you can punish her this time”
It’s like you’re not there, except the musk in your mouth in grounding you firmly in your body for the first time tonight. Your eyes are wide in horror, and you can’t look away from Gortash’s gleeful face
“Oh I was so hoping you’d say that” he smirks, cradling his chin and breathing deeply, slowly jerking himself at the sight of you. You can almost see the depraved ideas flit through his eyes
He stands just long enough to drag his claws down your tangled arms, freeing them “While I’m thinking, I want to watch you play with yourself pet” his words take hold and your hands move on their own, grasping your breasts, and rolling your nipples how he had earlier. He laughs “oh like that did you? Well, you can keep one hand busy there, but the other better get to work on your sopping cunt” You grind your teeth into your panties to keep them in place as you start panting, as one of you hands moves to you mound
He was right. You’re soaking wet. Are you enjoying this? You feel terrified, but your body is responding to their treatment like you love it. You must like it right? Your fingers explore the obvious evidence of your arousal, dipping into your slick canal with longer and longer strokes, thumb sliding on your slippery little button
“Oh gods look how much you love this” he purrs “it’s like you were made for it” it feels like he’s eating you with his eyes as he watches you squirm, fucking yourself on one hand while pinching and rolling your nipples with the other. Still thinking, he peels off one of his gauntlets and stretches his arm out to violently caress your smiling lips
“Open” he growls, pushing his thumb into the mess in your mouth, his fingers gripping under your jaw “suck” he commands, while pressing his thumb down into your tongue. You close your lips around him and his eyes burn into you as you start sucking on his filthy panty wrapped digit. You can taste him, and even more you can taste your own arousal around him. He’s loving every bit of it
You hear Astarion groan nearby at the scandalous sight you make for him. You’re so vulnerable and needy; it’s beautiful to behold. He wants to ravage you, but he also doesn’t want to interrupt the unfolding scene
“I’ve got it” Gortash smiles wickedly, and stretches a leg out towards you, while pulling out a slim metal wand “you see, I’ve been working on something, and this presents a perfect opportunity to test it out” he taps his foot “grind that dripping cunt of yours on my boot” he commands as he taps the side of your tit with his strange wand
A jolt of lightning arcs through your body, and you silently scream into your gag while your body jumps to grind itself into the studded leather of his boot “that’s a good girl” he taps the nipple of your other breast with his horrible device and another jolt shoots through you
“You see” he starts explaining to Astarion “if you store a high level lighting bolt in an artificial wand with a built in dampener…” the whole time he’s tapping different parts of your chest and shoulders “….it’s taken awhile to calibrate it to this degree, but the results really speak for themselves don’t they?” He gestures with his free hand towards you grinding more and more frantically, your hands braced around him, your tits pushed up around his leg, your breathing ragged
“They certainly do” Astarion moans through clenched teeth “I had no idea you were so inventive”. “Yes, well” Gortash replies “I had no idea she’d be so responsive” he looks wickedly down at you “so we’re both learning things” It feels like he’s looking into your soul when he says “but I don’t want you to cum, so don’t until I tell you to”
Your body nods, and he takes his thumb out of your mouth to pat your face “good girl” he takes the panties out of your mouth and tosses them to Astarion “here, use these” he laughs. Astarion laughs with him, and you can just see him wrap them around his achingly hard member to pump himself into them
You don’t understand why this feels so good. You hate what’s happening. You feel like shards of broken glass inside, but your body is on fire with want. The jolts from Gortash’s wand had twisted in your mind to tangle with the jolts of pleasure from all the stimulation of your body. You feel like you’re going to burst
He’s thoughtful for a second and then looks over at Astarion “I want to hear her beg. Can I hear her beg?” Astarion chuckles darkly and replies “you know; I think I’d like that. Pet, if you want to cum, you’d best beg prettily for it”
Immediately your voice tumbles out of your mussed mouth, rough and low “oh gods please please lord I need to cum please I’m begging you please” still grinding, the sounds positively obscene at this point. Him still tapping, tapping, the jolts no longer even registering on your face as it all just blends together into an impossibly intense need spilling out your throat and into the open air “please oh Gods please Gortash I need to cum please Astarion please!”
Gortash slaps you across the face hard enough to knock your head to the side “you’re with me right now pet. Beg me. I don’t want someone else’s name on your lips when you’re begging Me!” He stands up. Your neck cranes to keep looking up at him, still stumbling out your need “I’m sorry so sorry sorry Gortash please oh please Gortash please please let me cum please” his hand is in your hair, pulling you back while you keep trying to get back to the shoe he’s pulled away
“On your knees slut” you stop trying to grind, scrambling to your knees, while your desire grows in volume “what do you want me to do please Gortash I need to cum Gortash please I need to!” He kicks your knees further apart “why is your other hand not busy?” He taps his wand against your cheek, watching your slippery fingers fondle your breasts, your pussy drip onto the floor, you on your knees in front of him practically sobbing with need for him, as your other hand dives into your aching cunt
He’s so close you can smell him, an electric smell of metal and gas and flames. The flames burning you, as your voice reverberates around you “I can’t keep going please Gortash” your voice is hoarse. You feel him jerking his cock slowly just inches from your head. You’re pinching and pulling at your nipples, and your hand manipulating your cunt soaked to the wrist “open up pet” he growls, his claws digging into your scalp as he pulls your head further, arching your back and your mouth opens in a silent smiling scream
He slowly rubs the head of his throbbing cock over your trembling lips, smearing a shiny layer of precum over the satin marble of your skin “do you understand our arrangement yet you eager fucking tease? You will” he laughs, slapping his hard length against your cheek “we’re going to share you” he grunts “stick your tongue out” he rests the hot head of himself so your tongue and jaw can just barely take the weight of it “just like we’ll share the city”
He starts to slowly slide himself into your mouth, and the sounds coming from Astarion are getting positively frantic. You can’t help but picture you as he’s seeing you. The remains of your lovely dress tangled up in your legs. The pale surface of your skin covered in sweat and slick arousal. Your shining red hair thoroughly tangled around you and Gortash’s gauntlet. His cock slowly sliding to the back of your mouth and down your throat while you start to gag and choke
Your eyes water and he holds himself there a moment before slowly pulling back out “almost perfect dear, but you’ll be perfect for me right? No fighting, no biting. It’s not like you actually need air anymore” and with that his hips snap forward and his hand pulls you onto him, completely. His cock throbs as your throat tries to push him out. You can feel his wirey black hair tickling your nose.
His eyes are blazing at the sight of you gagging on him, before he slowly pulls back out, smacking his drool covered cock against your face again “You didn’t actually think I’d let you cum before me just because you asked nicely?” He slides back into your waiting mouth “I want you craving My release like you crave blood” his other hand tangles in your hair with the first, pushing the back of your head until your face is mashed into his musky pubes, holding you there, your throat clenching around him, while he watches Astarion feverishly cum undone in your already messy panties
“Your master seemed to like that. Do you think you’ll be doing this again tonight?” He smiled gleefully down at you and shifted his grip in your tangled hair to slowly pull back out of your throat “suck it” he growls, and you start to, but he’s already slamming back down your throat. Your body keeps sucking even as your muscles spasm around the intrusion
He slowly pulls back a bit again, and finally starts setting his pace, snapping deeply into you, your hair almost pulled out with every sharp thrust, and then slowly retreating to your sucking mouth, before thrusting harshly into you again. Nothing existed besides the throbbing of your needy body, and his hot veiny cock fucking your face
You hate it. You hate that you love how it feels. You don’t have thoughts anymore, just an all encompassing hate and need for his degradation, for his use. Your mind is nothing but his feral eyes as his pumping starts getting too frantic to keep his careful pace “you’re such a good girl.” He groans between ragged breaths “You take dick so perfectly” He holds your face against his pelvis again, his cock spasming down inside your throat
As his hot cum starts to spurt down your spasming esophagus, you finally hear the command that undoes you “Cum for me pet” he cries as his own orgasm takes him, and you do. You feel yourself explode with the sudden white hot release of everything you’d had to hold in. It roars through you, your ears ringing, as your vision fades to white
You don’t feel the last few thrusts before he pushes you off to fall to the floor. You don’t hear the laughing exchange between the two men who’ve broken you today. You don’t see as Gortash stoops to wipe himself in your hair before tucking himself away and turning to go
You’re barely aware of Astarion scooping your crumpled horror stricken body off the floor “You know, I was worried about whether or not that would work. I thought it might be too hard on me” astarion pouts, and then suddenly brightens “but I didn’t feel anything love” he smiles “isn’t that great?” He wipes a tear off your face “oh it’s okay, I know you’re a bit over stimulated right now. I’ll settle you back in your room and we can talk later” he pulls you in for a violently passionate kiss, smearing Gortash’s sticky spend over both your faces, before carrying you back to your room, where you collapse in silent wracking sobs onto your bed
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Had Halsin really been there in his flesh, he would not have been able to control his urge to kill them. Instead a rat stared, horrified, under a desk, the whole time, and for many hours afterwards
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Deep in the Abyss, a roaring wail rattles the bones of the dead