The Mist and the Lightning. Part 11. Ви Корс

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СКАЧАТЬ style="font-size:15px;">      “I won't help you,” Lis stepped back from the cage, “no one will help you.”

      When Lis came back to the master a few days later, he saw that Marcus was still there. He lay crumpled on the floor, and when he raised himself to the noise, Lis saw that on Marcus’ cheek from the ear to the corner of his mouth a dick was tattooed, as realistic as a real one, with an aroused head. And, apparently, the face of Lis at that moment, when he saw it, spoke for itself. Marcus cringed, crawling into the far corner, hiding his disfigured face. But Lis approached him.

      “Marcus?”

      He didn’t answer.

      “Marcus?”

      “You won't help me, no one will help me,” Marcus finally answered, “and now it's too late.”

      “But what about your northern birds and stone flowers, which are not found anywhere else?”

      “Nobody gives a shit,” Marcus said.

      And Lis shook his head:

      “I'll try to help you, maybe buy you back or exchange you, I don't know how yet.”

      Lis told Nikto everything about Marcus.

      “Marg says that his master prepares slaves, then resells them,” Nikto explained.

      “Is it really possible to buy him? How much will he cost?”

      “Do you want a young boy as your slave?”

      “I don't want to fuck him! He is a scientist!”

      “Who?”

      “Do you need a scientist? An explorer of this world?”

      “Ha-ha, no, of course!”

      Nikto spoke to Marg again.

      “You can't buy him. He is not for sale.”

      “But why?!”

      “Why are you looking at me like that? Am I to blame that he is already being customized? You see, the master tattoos him the way the customer wanted. He has already been purchased!”

      “Do something! Buy him out! I was in your limit, I was not yet your slave, and you paired me with Aika, and my child is here.”

      “I didn’t forcibly pair you with a slave, as you put it! You wanted it yourself! You fucked Aika of your own free will.”

      Lis grabbed his head:

      “Well, why cannot you agree!”

      “Why should I fulfill your whims?”

      “You gave Arel the best horse, but you can't give me an unfortunate boy?! I'll give three reds for him! What do they want? For breeding and selection?”

      “Do you have them?”

      “When we take the Fort, I will!”

      “Well, then we'll talk.”

      “By this time they will disfigure him so that it will be easier to just kill him! Ask for a loan! As a pledge, I don’t know how you make the deals here!”

      “Lis, you know, fuck off! If we ransom every person, no money will be enough! There’s a plenty of people here, do I need to show you? Do you want to save everyone?”

      “I am begging you! After all, my child is here.”

      “Your child is here, and your children are also in a heap of places, in this and even the Upper world. From those peasants whom you raped, seizing their villages, from various whores and slaves! You shit on them, and it doesn't matter what they eat, drink or what they wear.”

      Lis was silent, discouraged by this answer.

      “I'll figure it out later,” he said finally, shaking his head as if to drive away the obsession.

      “Well, of course!”

      “Nik, help me buy Marcus out. I'm asking you!”

      Nikto sighed:

      “Well, why do I always allow you everything, Lis?”

      “Will you agree?!”

      “I'll try. But I don't promise you anything.”

      Nikto returned Lis to Karina. He himself, along with decorated Arel, went below.

      “What did Nikto make you do?” Karina asked, looking at his new tattoo on his chest.

      “Nothing special. Everything as usual. He decorates Arel, in his opinion, deals with him all the time. Drags him down to his unclean friends. Shows them his slave. He drags Arel, not me.”

      “Have you been there?”

      “I was a little lower last time, a couple of tiers, no more. There is something like a throne room and many lounges. They all gather there.”

      “Nikto has some kind of a palace here.”

      “Yes. But I don't want to go down there anymore.”

      “As well as me.”

      “Let him drag Arel, he definitely dragged him across all the worlds. These are the prince's problems. Let them have fun as they want.”

      “And how did he decorate him?”

      “Shitty. I don't even want to talk about it.”

      “But I will see it later.”

      “Well, yes, I don't think he will fix it.”

      “What?”

      “Fuck, I don’t want to remember this.”

      “Li-i-is, what did he do to the prince?”

      “In general, nothing special, he put a chastity belt on him, so hard, of course, with a metal tube inside the dick, now Arel can cum or piss only when Nikto opens the tap. On the side where Arel had a brand on his cheek, he pulled out all of his side teeth below and above and cut a hole in his cheek.”

      “What for?” Karina whispered, her eyes widened.

      “Now he can shove his dick into Arel’s mouth through the hole in the cheek.”

      “Oh Gods!” And Karina began to cry.

      And Lis got angry:

      “Why are you crying? Do you feel sorry for him? Do you still like him?! Did you like how he fucked you? Especially with Nikto, I guess? When they two fucked you, simultaneously in all holes. Did you like it, huh? Arel treated you badly, cut your hair off, and you whine over him!”

      “I have no grudge against him, and the hair will grow back. It's just hair,” Karina tried to wipe away her tears. “He's like that because he saw only cruelty in his life. He was never treated well. Therefore, he didn’t learn to be good.”

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