Chapter 33

Davik

When I awoke, my body seemed to be reacting to the highly erotic dream. The dream felt different than most, like the dreams that had Brenson appear in them, but I was unsure what it meant. Perhaps the lingering feelings for them had manifested in the dream, but it felt so real and it made me yearn to see them again. I closed my eyes, dropping myself into my meditative state, hoping that it would help to alleviate the erection that the dream had caused. If Brenson were to come in and see me in this state, he might just cut it off out of spite.

As I took deep, calming breaths, I found that I was indeed calming down though I was not happy with my condition. I still had no idea how long I had been here, but I only had a need to urinate now, meaning a day had passed at least. I could not be sure because of how little liquid I had been given. Though it had been broth, it was just enough to sustain my healing abilities. I heard the noise of the door opening and prepared to look weary and in pain, should it be Brenson. Instead, I was surprised to see Ivy enter the room, a worried look on her face.

“The master has become very angry. He has received news that an attempt to capture the other unique Voguel has failed and that there will be no way to do so without exposing his agents.”

I nodded. “Okay, that means that I need to prepare for a more brutal attack from him today, perhaps it is a good thing I need to urinate, it will make him think I am afraid.”

“I could help with that, Davik. The master often makes me drink his urine - whenever the mood strikes him, so I have gotten used to it. If it will help you, I would be happy to provide what he takes without a thought.”

“While I appreciate the offer, Ivy, I will have to decline,” I said with a reassuring smile. “I do not particularly like the idea of it, as it is far too degrading, even if you were to enjoy it yourself.”

“Very well, sir, I wanted to tell you before he arrived. I apologize that I do not have food for you this time.”

“It is alright, Ivy, I appreciate that you were worried enough to check on me and let me know what will be coming. Now please, get out of here before he arrives and begins to wonder why you are here.”

She nodded with a nervous smile and hurried out of the room, stopping for one more glance at the door, before dashing through it. I returned to my meditation, preparing myself mentally for what was to come and hoping that soon the others would be able to get me out of there.

Lillian

As I awoke from the dream, I began wishing it had never ended, the pleasure had been more than I could have ever hoped for. As I became more aware, I realized that Janet was in my arms, our legs intertwined. I slowly opened my eyes to see Janet staring into mine, a flush on her skin and a question in her eyes.

“Is everything okay, Janet? You look like you have something to ask me or tell me, but I am unsure what it could be.”

“Umm, did you perchance have a very vivid dream last night?” Janet asked nervously. “One that may have had you and me making love to Davik?”

My eyes widened in shock, but it could have just been a result of the conversation we had before getting back to the inn.

I took a deep breath, “Um, let me ask this. In your dream, which one of us was made love to first?”

She blushed even deeper and answered, “I thought it should be you, but you insisted that I should go first. First, though, you sucked on him, then I joined you until he unloaded his semen into your mouth. You swallowed the first load then let your mouth fill with the rest, before pinning me down and feeding me his spend through a kiss.”

I could tell that recounting the events of the dream had worked her up and were working me up as well, but it was also exactly as my dream had occurred.

“Then he threw us on the bed and licked us before he claimed you,” I continued, causing her eyes to widen in shock. “Then I cleaned off his penis, before beginning to collect as much of his semen I could from inside of you, before he did the same to me, only much rougher.”

“Oh my gods, so it was real?” Janet asked, awe and fear playing across her face. “I just assumed it was a very vivid dream, but as I thought about it, I was reminded of the shared dreams that can happen between Voguel. This kind of dream I have never heard about before, but it does make me happy, as it answers a question I had.”

I kissed her forehead, causing her to sigh in contentment and I found myself wishing that Davik were here right now.

I smiled at her and asked, “What question was it that you were wondering about, my sweet?”

“If we shared the dream, I would not be surprised if we shared it with Davik as well. That tells me that the blood oath worked, and you are joined to him and me. Do you still plan to go through the rest of the ritual? We have no idea what effect it will have on you, your Atareguel curse may react badly to it!”

“I know that you are afraid of what may happen to me, but your reaction may have been a random occurrence. Unless we know for certain the results of the steps are conclusive, I will not risk anyone else’s lives!”

Janet nodded and kissed my forehead before pulling me into a soft kiss; there was no heat or lust, just love and comfort. When we broke apart, I looked into her beautiful eyes and nodded. She sighed and we climbed out of the bed, both reluctant to leave the safety and security of each other’s arms. We got out of bed and went to see if Sebastian had come, heading for the dining hall. We found the others talking and were greeted with smiles, as they gestured us to join them. Sebastian had come in the evening and had brought all the curare and Wolf’s Bane they had collected, with a note from the Patron that there would be swift consequences should this wind up in the wrong hands. Kayla and Liza confirmed that they had placed the items in my room, for when I had need of them.

“Have any of you come to a decision on the matter of going through the change, as Janet did?”

All shook their heads and said that they needed more time to think on the matter, but that they would have their answers by evening meal. That gave us about two hours to complete my plan, so we thanked everyone and made our way back upstairs.

Once inside I collected the ingredients I needed, happy that all my equipment was still out from when I had made Janet’s potion. I worked as fast as I could making sure that I recreated the process exactly as I had before with Janet’s assistance. Once the potion was ready, we took Violet’s sword and made our way to Davik’s room. I sat on the bed, taking a few deep breaths, as I prepared myself for the next step.

“I will only ask one last time,” Janet said softly. “Are you absolutely sure you wish to continue this to the final conclusion?”

I simply nodded in reply, a simple, loving smile on my face, causing her to take me in a soul searing kiss.

“If you do not make it through this, Lillian, I will find you in the place beyond and I will punish you for hurting us so.”

I nodded and before I knew it, Janet placed a small cut on my forearm. I could feel the effects of the chemical immediately and I felt fear, as my body became numb and the will to stay awake became harder and harder to maintain. My last thoughts before I could not stay awake a moment longer, were of Janet and Davik.

Davik

My meditation was broken by the sound of the door opening, my senses telling me that it was not Ivy this time. I waited a few moments and opened my eyes to see a very displeased Brenson standing in front of me.

“Why, Brenson, to what do I owe this visit today? Is something wrong, you look like you have had a bad day.”

He slapped me with the back of his hand and yelled, “My name is not Brenson, it is Blackheart! Brenson was weak and pathetic, I am not!”

He mumbled something to himself as he walked around behind me and gasped at what he saw, before screaming in frustration.

“I know I beat you enough to bleed and yet you are healed enough to make it look like you are barely bruised. You will tell me how you do that, or I will cut out your tongue and feed it to the dogs!”

“Do you even listen to yourself before you speak? If I do not speak, you will cut out my tongue, meaning I would be unable to tell you anything.”

Brenson screamed in frustration and a moment later I felt something like claws rip through my back, causing me to scream out in pain. I felt it again and again over the next ten minutes as he lashed out figuratively and literally against my back. Ivy had been correct in that Brenson’s next weapon would be a cat-’o-nine-tails. The pain had been nothing compared to what I had already suffered, but I maintained the illusion that it was the most painful thing I had ever felt. To maintain that illusion I finally allowed myself to urinate, causing him to laugh at my predicament.

“Not so cocky now are you, you little bastard! This will teach you to disrespect me! Now tell me how you became this way, or I will give you another dose!”

“I have told you repeatedly I do not know! I have no idea how this has happened to me, but I am thankful because it will allow me to kill you!”

He screamed with rage and attacked my torso with the whip, the pain beginning to become too much to bear, when he finally stopped. I could hear him straining for breath, meaning that the wounds we had caused were still present and making him weaker than he normally was. He said nothing else, but left the room, muttering angrily to himself as he left. When he was gone, I sagged against the chains, as I tried to get my mind where it needed to help accelerate my healing. I would need to hurry, as I did not plan to be hanging here the next time he arrived. Then, I would have a surprise waiting for him.

Suddenly, Lillian’s voice rang in my mind...

We will have a surprise for him, too, Davik, see you soon my love! Stay strong for us, until we arrive.>>

Lillian

The pain running along my back brought me out of my sleep as I screamed out in pain. When it subsided, I looked to see Janet next to me, with an uncomfortable look on her face.

“I am sorry you had to wake up like that; feeling the pain that he goes through is not pleasant, though it seems like the effects have been lessened for me.”

I nodded and said, “I think that is because we are now sharing that connection with him and with each other.”

As I finished speaking, pain erupted across my back and I knew that he was being attacked again. We would have to work fast, because I had the feeling that the next punishments would be worse, if not fatal. Then it became more than just a feeling, as it was as if I could hear what he was thinking. He was planning to free himself before Brenson returned for his next torture session, planning to have a surprise waiting for him.

Janet decided to attempt to speak through the link, ((We will go down now and say we must make way to his lair now, that way we waste no more time, just be careful until we arrive.))

I could feel the love that she was sending him through the link, and I decided to send him some of my own. Soon we felt love radiating back at us and it was as if we had been wrapped in a warm, protective blanket. We thought our goodbyes to him and made our way downstairs to see if everyone were waiting in the dining hall. Just as we got downstairs, we found everyone in a huff about something.

“Hey, everyone, what is the matter? What could have happened while we were upstairs to get everyone so upset?”

The girls seemed reluctant to mention the issue, which caused us to get rather worried. Then we noticed Ruben, sitting on a chair, with a bag of ice on his head.

“Violet finished reading the journal, despite her earlier outburst and it seemed as if she had realized something. Her posture, along with her voice and temperament, told me she was contrite about what she had said and done. So when she asked me for a hug, I did not think anything of it. She embraced me as she always had and it was as if I had my daughter back, but she fooled me. As she pulled back, her hands were on my shoulders, a warm smile on her face. Then, in an instant, the rage was there, her hands moved to my head and she smacked my head on a nearby table. When I came to, she was gone.”