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  THE BEASTS' BREEDING DUNGEON 2:

  The Overlord's Depraved Tales

  By

  Bree Bellucci

  SMASHWORDS EDITION

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  PUBLISHED BY:

  Bree Bellucci on Smashwords

  The Beasts' Breeding Dungeon 2: The Overlord's Depraved Tales

  Copyright © 2012 by Bree Bellucci

  This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.

  Adult Reading Material

  The material in this document contains explicit sexual content that is intended for mature audiences only and is inappropriate for readers under 18 years of age.

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  THE BEASTS' BREEDING DUNGEON 2:

  The Overlord's Depraved Tales

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  Ava stared at The Overlord with sickening realization. She had just uncovered the secret that the food served at Valanya is laced with an aphrodisiac. From what she could gather up to this point, she was hand-picked to be a special treat for The Overlord's carnal pleasure. Her stomach turned as she thought of how aroused she would be once she ate. Ava knew that once she was under the influence of the drugs there was no way she could control herself, she was a slave to her own extreme sexual desires. Her only other option was to starve to death.

  The Overlord moved behind Ava and she could feel his hot breath against her neck.

  “Sit,” he hissed, pulling out the chair for her.

  Ava stood motionless.

  “Sit,” he repeated, and this time his voice was stronger; it was an order.

  Ava sat.

  The Overlord smiled a sick smile as he slowly walked to his own chair. Ava observed how his skin looked like gray marble, he was a hideous beast yet he walked and carried himself with the fluidity and grace of a human.

  “Smells delicious,” he said, smiling darkly. He drank from a goblet filled with red wine and sighed.

  Ava sat very still, afraid to touch her food even though her stomach was already grumbling loudly. She remembered how turned on she had been when she had watched the Beast earlier, the things she had done with him, and she instantly thought of Michelle.

  “What will happen to my friend, Michelle?” she asked suddenly.

  The Overlord blinked at her. “I don’t know of whom you speak.” He chewed on a mouthful of steak, his razor sharp teeth glistened in the candle light.

  “My friend, Michelle. I came here with her.”

  The Overlord waved his fork around as if it was no matter to him. “Who knows? Perhaps she will fuck some of the monsters before she has had enough.”

  “Had enough?”

  The Overlord narrowed his eyes and looked shrewdly at Ava. He then slammed his fist down on the table, making the china jump. “I did not call you here so I could be questioned!” he roared. “Your job is to please me and you would do wise not to forget that!”

  Ava shrank back into her chair with fear.

  The Overlord jumped out of his seat and came over to Ava so that they were face to face. He ran a long, grimy fingernail across her cheek and down her throat.

  “Don’t think for a minute that just because you appeal to me, that I won’t throw you to the monsters for their dinner,” he whispered.

  Ava turned her head away from him.

  “Do you understand, cucciola mia?”

  Ava nodded her head, wrought with fear and disgust.

  The Overlord made his way back to his seat and sat back down.

  “Eat.”

  Slowly, Ava picked up her fork and knife and cut a small piece of steak. It was cooked medium, just the way she preferred. She slowly brought the fork up to her mouth, and The Overlord watched with unmasked excitement. Ava placed the steak inside her mouth, biting it off gently with her teeth. It tasted exquisite and she tried not to moan from the mouthwatering bite.

  “Yes!” The Overlord exclaimed, his ugly face twisted with sick happiness. Even though she knew it would make her aroused, Ava couldn’t help having another bite; it was the most tender and juicy filet she had ever tasted.

  Greedily, she ate until she had finished the entire piece of meat and then moved on to the delicate bed of greens. Just like the steak, the greens were delicious and she ate them all under The Overlord’s watchful eyes.

  “Drink your wine,” he said softly. “I like to see my humans drink.”

  With a shaky hand, Ava raised the glass to her mouth and sipped. Just like the food, the wine was smooth and delicious. Ava couldn’t help herself, and in no time she had cleared her plate. Her body was beginning to feel strange and she knew it was the aphrodisiac taking effect.

  “Let us sit,” The Overlord said, standing and pulling the chair out for Ava. She rose and followed The Overlord to the couch. She felt desire slither through her body like a serpent. She had the urge to reach out and run her fingers along The Overlord’s wings. Her fingers twitched with her sudden need to touch the monster.

  They sat and The Overlord turned to her. “You will call me Master.”

  “Yes, Master.”

  “What are your feelings towards me now, Ava the Human?”

  Ava sucked in her breath, desperately wanting The Overlord to take her body.

  “I want to touch you, Master.”

  “Yes,” he hissed, his eyes wide. “You have permission to touch me.”

  Ava couldn’t help the small moan of pleasure that escaped her mouth. She leaned in towards The Overlord’s marble-like torso and slowly brought her hands against his skin. He was rough and solid; not a statue, but not quite a human. She ran her hands along his side, moaning softly to herself.

  The Overlord groaned with desire, reclining in the chair as Ava ran her hands along his body. Desire taking over her, she climbed into his lap, straddling him as she hiked her dress up. The Overlord ran his rough hands along her smooth thighs and Ava grinded against him as she brought her mouth to his.

  Ava kissed him, feeling his hard mouth under her soft pouty lips. The Overlord kissed her back roughly, and Ava knew she would bruise from it. She ran her hands along the back of his head.

  “My horns,” he rasped, “grab my horns.”

  Pushing her tongue into The Overlord’s mouth, she grasped his horns tightly as she continued to grind against him. At the touch of her hands, The Overlord howled with unbridled lust.

  “Yes!” he groaned. Ava realized she had discovered some type of pleasure zone for The Overlord and she began stroking each of his horns as if they were cocks. The Overlord bucked and moaned beneath her and Ava felt her arousal seep through her underwear.

  Panting, she continued to move against his rock-hard body, needing more of him. She had no idea how his grotesque body worked, but she needed to know now.

  “Please, Master,” she pleaded, “I need more.”

  “That is right, my sweet Ava. I want you to suck my hard dick. Would you like that?”

  “Yes! Please, Master!”

  “First you must beg for me.”

  Ava groaned, reaching her hand between her legs to rub her swollen clit. She felt like she might combust and she nearly came when The Overlord moved his gray hands against her chest, rubbing at her breasts through her dress.

  “Please, Master, please let me suck you.”

  “More.”

  Ava cried out wantonly. “I need you!” she moaned. “Let me wrap my lips around you, Master. Please! I’ll do anything.”

  The Overlord
stopped and grabbed both of her hands in his large rough claws. Ava smiled wickedly at the gesture; she liked being restrained.

  “Anything?”

  “Yes!”

  “Very well. You may suck me but only if you let me penetrate you afterwards...” He crooned.

  “Yes!” Ava cried out, not even needing to think about it. That was the deal? She knew she wanted him to fuck her regardless; that was hardly a deal. Unable to control herself, she scrambled between his legs.

  The Overlord chuckled darkly and he spread his legs wide. Ava let out a small gasp as she suddenly watched his massive cock begin to grow between his legs. Where there was nothing at first, a marble-like penis began to grow. Hard and long, Ava watched it solidify between his thighs.

  She was so eager to taste him that saliva was dripping from her mouth, Ava licked her lips and then wrapped her mouth around his mass.

  “Ohhh,” she moaned softly, letting the sensation wash over her. He tasted bitter and sweet at the same time and he felt powerful and solid in her mouth. She explored him with her tongue, licking over his head and under the sensitive glans, pushing her tongue into his urethra and sending the beast over the edge. Just like a human, he was warm and pulsing and Ava explored the thick veins with her tongue. She traced the veins slowly in long, luscious licks and The Overlord groaned deep guttural noises.

  “Yes, Ava,” he groaned, “You are skilled at this, sweet girl. You bring your master great pleasure.”

  Ava was only more turned on by his words and she bobbed her head up and down, making sure to take as much of him in her mouth as she could. He was incredibly long and thicker than most men so it was a difficult task. She couldn’t take all of him in her mouth, even when she deep-throated, so instead she used her two hands to make up the difference. Along with her hands, she continued to move her mouth up and down slowly along his shaft.

  “Deeper,” he urged. Ava steadied herself and tried to take him even deeper in her throat. She coughed and gasped, unable to do so.

  “We will keep working,” he murmured, “You are already so good, cucciola mia.”

  Ava desperately wanted The Overlord to cum in her mouth and she increased her speed, feeling her body heat up even more so from the exertion. Her nipples were hard and her panties were soaked but the most important thing to her was making him cum. She felt his cock swell even harder in her mouth and suddenly his dick began to throb and bucked his hips violently. Ava readied herself for his release and moments later The Overlord began spurting thick, creamy liquid into her mouth.

  Ava nearly choked on it, but she kept swallowing greedily, wanting to taste every drop. When he was finished, she continued to milk his head with her mouth, wanting to be sure she sucked every drop from his thick tip. Satisfied, she pulled her mouth off him, surprised at how hard he still was.

  She collapsed on the ground between his legs and she listened to his heavy breathing.

  “Come with me to my bed chambers,” he said in a husky voice and Ava stood on shaky legs as The Overlord grasped her hand in his. Like a child, she allowed herself to be led through the room to two black doors. The Overlord pushed them open and Ava found herself in a sinisterly black room with a large wrought-iron bed.

  “As your master, I command you to lay on the bed.”

  “Yes, Master,” she whimpered with need as she scrambled up the bed. The mattress was surprisingly comfortable and she lay on her back. The Overlord climbed on top of her, staring down at her. Ava thought nothing now of his repulsive wings and gruesome face. The only thing she could think about was his thick cock possessing her and ripping through her womb.

  “You are the most perfect human,” he sighed, running his hands over her with greed. He pawed at her hair, petting her like a puppy. His hands slid over the soft material of her dress and he traced her gentle curves with his hand. His hands ran down her legs and over her small ankles. Overtaken by lust, he shoved her dress up revealing her bare skin.

  “Yes!” Ava couldn’t help screaming, loving how his hot breath felt against her tingling, ultra-sensitive skin.

  “I can wait no longer!” he moaned, shredding Ava’s underwear with his sharp claws. Greedily, he moved his hands across her aching pussy, making Ava arch on the bed with her need. He traced his long nails along her bare skin, leaving pink scratches in his wake. He spread Ava open, moving his hands gently across her skin. Ava felt his rough hands scratch against her and the sensation was unlike anything she had felt before.

  “You thought you would not beg for me,” he whispered.

  “I’ll beg,” she moaned.

  “Your Master wants to taste your sweet human arousal.”

  “Please, master.”

  The Overlord pressed his mouth to her wet pussy, giving Ava exactly what she wanted. His hard lips moved against her, pressing into her skin and pushing against her clit. Ava writhed on the bed, and The Overlord had to hold her down.

  “You love having a monster between your legs,” he groaned. His tongue snaked out and moved across her in long, luscious strokes. Ava cried out carnally, reaching for anything to grasp. She found his horns and held on tight, loving the loud guttural cries that The Overlord made.

  Ava’s eyes rolled back in her head as The Overlord ate her pussy. His tongue was unlike anything she had ever known; it was rough and bumpy, yet smooth as silk. It almost seemed to liquefy and move across all of her, before solidifying again with an indescribable amount of pressure. Nearly convulsing, Ava clutched The Overlord’s horns, her thighs trembling as her chest heaved up and down.

  “Cum,” The Overlord growled and Ava obeyed. She shook violently, screaming out with her release as she bucked wildly on the bed. The Overlord held onto her tightly, lapping up her juices as she continued to moan wildly. The pleasure was fast and hard and once it was through Ava felt herself panting as if she had just run a marathon.

  With a devious smile, The Overlord brought his mouth to Ava again and she cried out in pain. She was so sensitive that it physically hurt to be touched again so soon.

  “Relax. Enjoy this.”

  “Please, Master. Not yet. It’s too soon.”

  The Overlord ignored her, licking her again with thick moist strokes. Ava couldn’t stop herself this time and she came again. The second orgasm was hard and she wept softly when it was finished. She was a bundle of emotions now and she thought the aphrodisiac must be starting to wear off.

  “Hush, my sweet Ava,” The Overlord rasped, “You are tired and spent. There is no need to cry. You need stamina and energy.”

  Ava continued to weep and she curled up into a ball on the bed. She felt disgusted with herself, especially knowing how much she enjoyed it.

  “You are not ripe to be fucked. You are too tired and too emotional. You will adjust to being mine.”

  Ava sniffed loudly and sat up on the bed. The Overlord scooped her up in what was almost a protective and comforting gesture. He carried her from the bedroom and walked into the sitting area with her, unsure of what to do. He placed her gently on the sofa.

  “I will call for Jolie. She will escort you back to your room,” he said formally, his wings twitching. He reappeared moments later and knelt down to look at her. Ava turned her face. How would she ever tell Drew? Would she even see Drew again? The Overlord gently grasped her chin and tilted her face towards him.

  “I eagerly await our next meeting. I know I will be thinking about your soft body and sweet taste until we meet again. I will mate you soon, cucciola mia.”

  The door opened and Jolie stood there, a strange look on her face. The Overlord stood quickly and swept out of the room.

  Jolie hurried over to Ava. “Come on, dear. Let’s get you back to your room.”

  The trip back to her room was a blur and Jolie tried to coax her into the tub once she was back. Ava was too exhausted and she refused, climbing into bed before falling into a heavy sleep.

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  A chiming bell made Ava stir, and she briefl
y wondered if it was from a nearby church. Then the memories flooded back and she bolted upright, realizing she was no longer in a quaint Bed and Breakfast in Italy; she was in a castle of sexual horrors. She was disoriented from sleeping and she looked out the window to see that the sun was setting; she realized it must be dinnertime.

  Not having time to rinse the stench of The Overlord off her, she ripped off her modest clothes and searched the closet for something clean to wear. She was shocked to see that her closet had been transformed into one that contained much more modest looking clothing than the hooker getups she had come across that morning. She wondered if The Overlord had ordered the change and she felt a small surge of gratefulness. She chose a black skirt and a silk lavender blouse that was only slightly low-cut.

  She moved out into the hallway and she felt all eyes on her. Was it the clothes? She certainly was more covered up than the others. Ava scanned the crowd for Michelle and panic gripped her when she was nowhere to be seen. The women filed back into the dining room and Ava took a seat next to a petite brunette who smiled at her.

  “Why is everyone looking funny at me?” Ava couldn’t help asking.

  “You weren’t here at lunch. Rumor has it The Overlord has chosen you as his pet.”

  Ava looked down, she felt strangely modest.

  “Is it true?” the woman whispered, her French accent more apparent in her excitement. “I’m Colette, by the way.”

  “Ava,” she whispered back, “And yes, I think it may be true.”

  “Wow. You’re lucky then. The rest of us have to fuck those monsters downstairs.”

  “He’s a monster too!” Ava exclaimed, “And he said he wants me to also have sex with the monsters in the Lair, so don’t feel too jealous.”

  Colette raised her eyebrows.

  “There was another new girl with me,” Ava said, remembering Michelle. “Her name is Michelle. She’s a knock out brunette.”