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Chapter 1 Chains

The darkness disperses. I open my eyes. What? Where I am? What a headache. Everything is spinning. I can’t move. I am suspended by the arms from a beam on the ceiling. Hands tied with rope. Rough and tough. All in mud. Feet lightly touch the floor. The whole body hurts and itches. Looked around. I’m in a tent. You have to scream. But what is it? Gag in the mouth. Some kind of white rag and smells strange. Taste too. Looked at the floor. Sand. Clean, yellow. Like the sea. How do I know what the sea is? What do I even know? Empty head. I have no memories. Who am I? I’m a man. I understood it exactly. Young. No older than twenty. Muscles gleam in the candlelight. There are five of them. Cinder buds. All in sweat. What’s on me. A piece of cloth on the thigh. Bandage. It is written on the floor, in the sand, “You are Jan a gambler. He owed money. You will be tortured. The oblivion potion will be gone in half an hour. Hold on. I”. It became clearer. But what a stupid name Yang. It’s like an abbreviation for another name. Maybe Jankov, Janbert or Janus. Names like nobles. I’m one of the aristocrats. Or maybe a runaway prince. Although hardly. Princes wouldn’t play cards. Memories like a herd of bulls burst into my head, sweeping away everything in its path, both pain and fatigue. I am small surrounded by my beautiful and rich parents. Expensive clothes on us. On their heads are festive wreaths. Behind us is a big house. Servants and maids. I rejoice with them. Something good happened. But then the image is gone. In the tent, opening the canopy behind which is emptiness, a barrier. Two entered. Two gorgeous young ladies in high scarlet heels with stilettos. With whips in their hands and tight leather corsets over white blouses. The skirts are red, short under them are beautiful white legs. One lady is wearing glasses. They suit her very well. Little lady. No older than twenty. Another can be seen experienced twenty-five years no more. With bunny ears and blonde hair. On the heads of cute hats on the rabbit is black, on the other lady is white. What interesting hair the little lady has. The colors are bright pink with curls. It can be seen that this is not her natural color. Maybe she’s hiding from someone. The disguise suits her. They are my overseers. Rejoice. Smiles from ear to ear. The eyes are furious. Directly blaze from. Why are they so blazing? Are they masochists? What word is this? It tastes so familiar and sweet when I say it. I quickly erase the inscription on the floor with my foot. Apparently I made it. Here I am good. Half an hour. I will endure. And he didn’t feel that way. How do I know this? I am very strong. The strength of the spirit in me knows no bounds. But here’s a broken heart. What happened to me? Is it a void? On the heads of cute hats on the rabbit is black, on the other lady is white. What interesting hair the little lady has. The colors are bright pink with curls. It can be seen that this is not her natural color. Maybe she’s hiding from someone. The disguise suits her. They are my overseers. Rejoice. Smiles from ear to ear. The eyes are furious. Directly blaze from. Why are they so blazing? Are they masochists? What word is this? It tastes so familiar and sweet when I say it. I quickly erase the inscription on the floor with my foot. Apparently I made it. Here I am good. Half an hour. I will endure. And he didn’t feel that way. How do I know this? I am very strong. The strength of the spirit in me knows no bounds. But here’s a broken heart. What happened to me? Is it a void? On the heads of cute hats on the rabbit is black, on the other lady is white. What interesting hair the little lady has. The colors are bright pink with curls. It can be seen that this is not her natural color. Maybe she’s hiding from someone. The disguise suits her. They are my overseers. Rejoice. Smiles from ear to ear. The eyes are furious. Directly blaze from. Why are they so blazing? Are they masochists? What word is this? It tastes so familiar and sweet when I say it. I quickly erase the inscription on the floor with my foot. Apparently I made it. Here I am good. Half an hour. I will endure. And he didn’t feel that way. How do I know this? I am very strong. The strength of the spirit in me knows no bounds. But here’s a broken heart. What happened to me? Is it a void? It can be seen that this is not her natural color. Maybe she’s hiding from someone. The disguise suits her. They are my overseers. Rejoice. Smiles from ear to ear. The eyes are furious. Directly blaze from. Why are they so blazing? Are they masochists? What word is this? It tastes so familiar and sweet when I say it. I quickly erase the inscription on the floor with my foot. Apparently I made it. Here I am good. Half an hour. I will endure. And he didn’t feel that way. How do I know this? I am very strong. The strength of the spirit in me knows no bounds. But here’s a broken heart. What happened to me? Is it a void? It can be seen that this is not her natural color. Maybe she’s hiding from someone. The disguise suits her. They are my overseers. Rejoice. Smiles from ear to ear. The eyes are furious. Directly blaze from. Why are they so blazing? Are they masochists? What word is this? It tastes so familiar and sweet when I say it. I quickly erase the inscription on the floor with my foot. Apparently I made it. Here I am good. Half an hour. I will endure. And he didn’t feel that way. How do I know this? I am very strong. The strength of the spirit in me knows no bounds. But here’s a broken heart. What happened to me? Is it a void? Apparently I made it. Here I am good. Half an hour. I will endure. And he didn’t feel that way. How do I know this? I am very strong. The strength of the spirit in me knows no bounds. But here’s a broken heart. What happened to me? Is it a void? Apparently I made it. Here I am good. Half an hour. I will endure. And he didn’t feel that way. How do I know this? I am very strong. The strength of the spirit in me knows no bounds. But here’s a broken heart. What happened to me? Is it a void?

– I see you are ready to tell us where our money is, prisoner Yang? – Asked the young lady with rabbit ears. Visible experience. Looks bold. Straight candy. Her heel dug into my stomach. But he survived, but he was terribly sick.

– Speak faster. – Said the second. One head below the first. It can be seen that the person is without impurities. Insolent. Daring. Aristocrat. Educated. Walks measuredly. Gently. But the blow to the head with her fist was not gentle.

– mm mm. I murmured. At least open your mouth. I can’t speak like that.

Let’s open his mouth. The owner said to get him to confess. – Said the aristocrat to the rabbit.

– I forgot about it – She pulled out the gag. She put it on her nose. – And he licked him well. Just right for me. She unfolded the white rag. She got panties. Woman pants. Rabbit began to dress them without hesitation. I noticed that there was nothing on it before. What a wonderful bosom she has. Without hair. Smooth. How I love. Here is another piece of memory.

Putting them on her face swam in pleasure. Legs began to wobble. That’s it. What kind of tormentors I got. Although they may like the work?

– Kh. The aristocrat coughed. – Do not forget Sophia, why are we here. We have little time.

So the rabbit’s name is Sophia. Beautiful name. And the lady is beautiful too. I would be with her. But it certainly won’t. I would like to stay alive. Half an hour and the memory will return. And I’ll run. I’m a gambler, so I won’t be lost. Especially since I have a stash somewhere. That’s what the tormentors say. I believe them. That’s how they try to interrogate me.

– Yes. Martha. I’ll try. Sophia said, turning serious in an instant. Only the corners of the mouth were raised and the cheeks burned. So the other one’s name is Martha. Nice little lady. But it hurts bad. Anger is pouring out of her. Have I offended her? Such a cutie. Can’t be. What kind of person am I then? And am I human? Flashes of memory returned to me again. I’m in a circle of magic. I’m crying. I’m ten. There are two men next to me. One strong warrior with a hammer behind his back. Another old magician with a staff and a white robe. Conjuring. But moments and I calmly got into the wagon to my uncle with a hammer. The magician opened the portal and disappeared into it. Who am I? – Tell me where the money is scum. – A blow with a whip on my chest cut with lightning pain. There was no blood, but there was a trace. She is a master. A strange moan came out of my throat. – So you like this creature? You are a creature. She took a handful of sand in her hands and threw it on my face. Then she spat. Delicious. But it was unexpectedly pleasant. Eyes watered. Then two strong blows to the stomach. She is strong.

– Do not get excited Sophia, we still have the whole night ahead. Martha said. She pulled her friend away.

– This creature did me so much bad. That I can’t remember everything. Chief said I could do whatever I wanted with the prisoner. He will receive from me. I can’t sleep peacefully. Nightmares all come off as he breaks my arms and legs.

– Yes, the chief said so that you can do whatever you want with the prisoner. But we need him alive. You haven’t forgotten. And then the boss himself will mutilate us. He can. Though he hasn’t touched me yet. But according to you, he is a cruel type.

– Who am I? – I could not stand it and shouted. – Who is your boss? I remember nothing. How could I offend such a beautiful lady? You’re lying.

A blow to the head. Punch. With all my might.

– Bitch you’re a prisoner. You did everything. Another blow to the jaw followed. We don’t have to answer you, you’re a prisoner of scum. Where is the money? – Sophia the rabbit said. Her eyes are wet. Almost crying. And I stupidly dangle on the rope from side to side.

– I do not know anything. “Coughing up blood,” I said.

– So it is. Martha said. “Then let’s go the other way.” The whip did not help, the gingerbread was needed. I’ve been wanting this for a long time.

The aristocrat did not hesitate to take off her panties. There was such eroticism in this gesture. Such passion. She crumpled up a white cornflower-striped cloth and stuffed it into my mouth. She really enjoyed the process. I’m not very. The smile was ear to ear. Sweet look. Then the girl knelt down and began to pull off my loincloth. Rough. Hard. Domineeringly. She flew off quickly. Under it, my friend, unexpectedly for me, was ready for anything. What am I? This not normal. But I want them. All nature. Both at once. I began to reach out to the lady. To her cute mouth. Well, take it. That’s all I need. The pain went away immediately. Thoughts are only about sex. Lust enveloped me in tender warmth.

– Aren’t you changing? Sophia said, laughing, stroking her ears. Such a sweet gesture. Ears. – He looked at his ears again. I shook my head. – And don’t shake your head. A friend will not deceive. He is your most honest. Too bad he doesn’t speak. She covered her cute scarlet mouth with her hands and began to laugh. The tears left my eyes. She’s so cute. Tender. If I offended her before, then from this day on I will definitely not offend her. I would become her slave just to see her every day.

– It was true. I would love you all my life. Even ready to become your slave. You are my Goddess.

– Again, all to you. Martha said angrily. “Then bon appetit to me.” What does he taste like? And her mouth began to caress him. But he didn’t get into it completely. Her mouth was too small for him. – He’s too big for me. Didn’t think it would be like this? – She slapped him with all her might. Strange pain. A mixture of pleasure and pain. – That is OK. I can get through to you in a different way. She started licking my belly with her tongues. Abs and sweat on them. Went higher. Protruding nipples became her goal. She licked and licked them with her sensual tongue. Small but delicate. The hand on my friend caressed him. Not sure. Timidly. So you’re just teasing me.

– Don’t take more than you can swallow. Sophia said and quickly knelt down and took it completely. The sharp movement of an experienced lady. She has a big mouth. Maybe even the same as mine would still fit. I couldn’t stand the pressure for a few minutes. Dropped it quickly.

– Again you managed to intercept. The boss promised me that the prisoner would fill my mouth with semen. But he again only in you. Buka you are Sophia, and also a friend. Don’t share at all.

– I’m sorry my friend. But he’s so delicious. A treat for me. Sophia said with eyes full of lust. Breathing became heavy. Mouth full of my juice. Streams run down the lips. She liked the treat. She swallowed. “The prisoner wants me more. And so he didn’t hold back.

– Not true. He wants me too. I just have a small mouth. Martha said with a squeal. She even bit my left nipple out of anger. There was blood. “That’s what you brought me to, prisoner. Quarreled with a friend. – A blow from a lady in the face with a fist. Strong, but not very strong. Teeth in place. And behind him is another one.

– Do not worry. I know how to bring it back to combat. And you can finally drink it. Sophia said and began to lick my balls. A few movements of an experienced rabbit and he is again in the ranks. And she knows how to torture. Although I do not understand such torture. Flashbacks of memories returned to me. Childhood again. disease in the country. Plague. Everyone is wearing masks. Me too. Fog surrounds us. We are walking down the street. Me and my father. We came. Mother’s grave. Her funeral. The coffin went underground. Something is written on the headstone. But do not disassemble. Only the coat of arms. The two lions crossed their paws. Memories faded just as quickly. All because of a strong bite. They want to bite my friend. Strong rabbit tooth. There will definitely be a trace. Don’t be distracted, prisoner. You are escaping reality again. You are our victim. Say where is the money?

At least she knows that the gag is on me.

– Now I’ll get mine. Martha said and started sucking him. She opened her mouth as best she could. And he finally went completely. The lady was very happy about this. His eyes sparkled with pride. Sophia was all engaged in balls. – Delicious prisoner. Big prisoner. We try only for the sake of our boss. – She said and again hit me in the stomach. Strongly. I coughed up blood. They are strange. A couple of minutes and that’s it. – Finally. Martha said cheerfully. Her whole mouth was full. Tears of joy rolled down her cheeks. She began to cry at the explosion. She swallowed deeply. She licked her lips. – I did it. I did. Sophia, I’m so happy. Share this moment with me.

The two ladies began to kiss passionately. Hands began to take off each other’s clothes. They quickly undressed. What a wonderful picture. The ladies fell on the sand. They pulled the towel that was on the chest, and now they are on them. Hands caress each other’s bosom. Moans of joy and pleasure. And I’m bound with a panty gag in my mouth. But they squirmed and loved each other with absolutely no regard for me. That’s the kind of torture I like a lot more. A treat for the eyes. Twenty minutes and came to their senses and looked at me. The picture of two ladies in a fit of passion did not leave me indifferent.

– Today I have a good day. I will do it with him. I will become an adult. Martha said all redder.

– It is high time. I will help as best I can. It’s your first time. Sophia said happily stroking her friend’s cheek. She just nodded. These words made me even more ready. I would not believe that such a beautiful lady is innocent. Although in the world of aristocrats, this does not happen.

Martha came over and stood with her back. She put out two of her rolls. Small. But soft and flexible. So I would wrap my arms around it. But my hands are still tied. Sophia helped me in. Martha’s is so narrow and wet.

– Painfully. Martha screamed.

– Be patient soon everything will pass. Look at me. I’ll cast a pain relief spell. – Said the rabbit and the green light enveloped the body of the aristocrat. The screams stopped. Moans of pleasure took their place. “We need to speed you up a little, prisoner.” And then the lady for the first time and immediately with such a large device. Everything needs to be finished quickly. To leave only good memories. Rabbit came up behind me and put her finger in the back door. She is a professional. I found a point and began to massage it. Pleasure washed over me. I let everything down into the body of the young matron. She got everything and fell to the floor. Blood poured from the hole with my seed. The lady was crying, covering her face with her hands. “That’s good. Everything is over. – Sophia began to pour her with a potion from a vial. You are now a woman. Women don’t cry in front of men. Unless they want something from them. You still don’t want to. The lady shook her head. “Then hit the prisoner well and remove the gag. He hasn’t told us everything yet.

– Yes friend. Martha stood up and removed the gag from me. I sniffed. I put it on. This made her ecstatic. The pain subsided. But then she glared at me. The first blow to the chest. Strong I began to dangle on a rope. Hands ached. Blow after blow. The rabbit also joined her. Hit weak points. But I was silent. What will I say? I do not know anything.

– Take the whip. Sophia said. They did just that. The two ladies, breathing heavily, began to whip me with whips. When the pain became unbearable, she said. – We have little time. Soon our boss will come and ask for the result. Martha put it on.

– He’ll survive. It’s still not too much?

– He’ll survive. We endured. We need to find out where the money is. Do not forget. – Said the rabbit and approaching the aristocrat said something in her ear. She just laughed.

The ladies opened a chest in the corner. And they got him. Instrument of torture. Every man’s worst nightmare. (A reference to a famous youth film. Bring in flugegeheimen…)

– I recognized the cast of a friend. Sophia said, pleased with herself. “They took you when you were unconscious. She took it in her hands. This instrument of torture looked like this. A leather cast of my friend was put on Martha’s belt. With the help of magic, he moved vilely. The assignment was not difficult to understand. Soon he will be in me. “I see how you shrink. The back was dry. That’s it. I have rotated this many times. After that, the men spoke the whole truth and for a very long time. Wept on the floor. Legs were kissed. March forward.

The girl timidly began to approach. Sofya deftly took me off the hook on the ceiling of the tent. Then she sat down on a chair and put me on her knees. The rear was unprotected.

– Girls, we can agree. I won’t tell you whatever you want. Just don’t. I can be your slave. Kiss legs. Clean up pots. Just not this. I will do everything. – I begged. The money isn’t worth it. How am I going to live.

– Not. You will get the full amount from me.” Martha said passionately. She seemed to like the idea of fucking me more and more every second. You had a chance to tell everything. But now it’s my time. You robbed me of my innocence. Now it’s my turn. Don’t worry, I’ll grease it. It will go in like clockwork.

And she entered. It’s good that at least she poured something over him. Slimy and warm. A few awkward minutes. But then the memory began to come to me. Like flashes. Siege of Prime City. The escape. Bandits. Martha’s release. Caravaners and their mission. Rescue of the lady in black. Then we went with them to the desert. My crazy idea to diversify intimacy.

– I order, slave stop. I shouted rudely.

The owner has returned. – Said the slaves joyfully.

– Although no, finish the job if you already started. But not for long. I’m not like that anyway. “After that day, I’m not so sure anymore.

***

Small room. Two figures are standing near the mirror. It is clearly not simple. They were not reflected in them. They saw something else. Strange action.

– Who did you raise Andre. – Said the old magician in a white robe. White hair and beard down to the navel. In the hands of a heavy staff with a large red stone. “Is this really a debauchery?” What is he doing? And this is Prince Janus the Third Future KingCeria.

– It’s your own fault, Master Logan. They messed up something with the spell. This is how he became. I tried to make him a good person. Taught alchemy. I met good ladies. And this is what he has become.

It’s good that his parents don’t see what their son has become. The magician shook his head sadly. “Although we have no choice. Andre will have to put him on the throne. After all, his uncle is even worse. Although I may be exaggerating. And I couldn’t mess with the memory erasure spell. He himself was like that. Although there may be some kind of curse. Anything can happen in magic. At least I hope so. And then the end of our Ceria will come.

– So, Master Logan should go after him?

– Still early. Let’s watch him. Maybe he will change. The magician covered his face with his hands. “I’m too old for this. Ugh. A cast of his penis in the ass. Very royal Prince Janus. Selfish, like his uncle. – He ran his hands over the mirror and the depravity in it changed to a reflection of two sad men.