Master of Lust

Chapter - 170
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In the blink of an eye, a large crimson candle magically appeared in Rick's hand. The heavy, metallic scent that once lingered in the air was replaced by the sweet fragrance of roses, creating an atmosphere ripe with anticipation and possibility.

Rick took a slow, deliberate breath, a mischievous grin dancing across his lips as he closed the gap between himself and Linda. She felt a rush of apprehension, rendered speechless by the magnetic pull of his presence.

Leaning in close, he hovered over her like an inquisitive explorer, his senses intoxicated by her scent. With gentle hands, he traced the curves of her legs, explored the contours of her hands, and playfully tugged at her clothing in search of something elusive.

"Those lips of yours give you away," he teased, his voice a playful blend of warning and amusement as he reached for the lighter. "I'd wager you're a smoker, aren't you, sweetheart? So let's not make this any harder than it needs to be, or I might just have to start teasing you all over again."

"What are you thinking to do with me, you bastard? Are you planning to kill me? I swear you won't be spared after doing that. I will hang you to death, you bloody psycho," Linda managed to spit out between clenched teeth, her body wracked with pain and fear.

Rick approached her slowly, his breath hot against her skin as he took in every inch of her exposed form. She whimpered, both from the agony of her injuries and the touch of his hands.

"Who do you think drove me to this?" Rick demanded, his eyes burning with intensity as he pierced through Linda's facade of strength. "But tell me, what do you think comes next?"

With a trembling hand, Rick traced the path of an unlit candle along her body, causing Linda to gasp in silent agony as her body trembled uncontrollably. She felt like a helpless animal, unable to escape his grasp.

"Have you had enough of this torture? Come on, no I want more of you, more of your pain, more of your screams. Come on, yell at me. Curse me. Hit me to death. Where are your words of torment?

Where are your egoistic shallow mind now? Come on! Wake up and torture me ", Rick was laughing at her.

As Rick chuckled to himself, reveling in the reversal of fortunes, he couldn't help but grin like a fool. His gaze shifted to Linda, barely clinging to life, and he clenched his teeth, "But I will not spare you for what you bastards tried doing to me."

Rick came closer to Linda to look for a lighter.

"I know you might have the lighter with you, you torment giver. So, pass it to me without any second thoughts.", saying this, Rick explored each and every corners and turns and contour of her body, in search of the lighter.

Rick's touch ignited the flames of her scars, sending shivers down her spine. Each caress seemed to awaken a dormant energy within her, a flicker of life amidst the darkness that surrounded them.

As Rick's hands roamed over her bare skin, she couldn't help but respond, moving her body in sync with his touch, a dance of desire and desperation. But his words cut through the moment, a cruel reminder of the reality they faced.

"Why are you floundering like a fish out of water? Missing your bald boyfriend already?" Rick taunted, his laughter dripping with scorn. "He can't satisfy your cravings like I can. Your desires are too wild for him to handle."

With each insult, Rick's actions grew more aggressive, his touch turning from tender to torment. He twisted her nipple, drawing a sharp gasp of pain from her lips, and pressed his weight against her, trapping her beneath him.

But even as he inflicted his cruel punishments, his hands continued to explore her body, tracing the curves of her back and the swell of her hips. And when he slipped his hand into her pocket, she held her breath, her heart pounding in anticipation.

As Rick retrieved the lighter, a flicker of defiance sparked in Linda's eyes. She had been hiding it all along, a small act of rebellion against the oppressive system they lived in. And now, as Rick smirked triumphantly, she knew that their game was far from over.

She braced herself for what was coming next.

Rick lit the candle, the flame flickering softly as he patiently waited for the wax to liquefy. Once it had melted to his satisfaction, he brought the flame closer to Linda's skin, the gentle heat making her shiver in anticipation. With a delicate touch, he let the molten wax drip onto her neck, each drop sending a shock of sensation through her.

Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, trickling down her face and tracing the curves of her naked body, accentuating her contours. Linda's breath hitched as she tried to stifle a moan, her lips trembling with pleasure and pain alike.

Exhausted and overwhelmed, she collapsed onto the floor, her body trembling with the aftermath of sensation. Her soul felt like it was hovering on the edge of consciousness, her skin tingling from the burns inflicted by the candle.

In that moment, Linda lay there, caught between pleasure and pain, her body ablaze with sensation as her very essence seemed to hang in the balance.

Her body seemed to exude vulnerability, a silent plea for mercy. Rick's nostrils flared as he hungrily breathed in her scent, craving more with an insatiable appetite. His thirst for domination was unquenchable, fueled by a dark desire for control. But Linda had reached her limit, her spirit battered and bruised.

She moved with the grace of a wounded animal, seeking solace, searching for a sanctuary where she could find refuge, where she could find someone to trust.

Rick's cruel actions had left Linda's sense of self-worth shattered, her pride trampled by his merciless hands. Just when she thought she had endured the worst, fate had another torment in store, using Rick as its instrument of pleasure to further inflict pain upon her.

And just when Linda might have thought that nothing worse could have happened to her, the system had other ideas for Rick to torment Linda with the pleasure.

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Quest: Enough playing with the wax. Why don't you shake her insides

Time Duration: 5 Minutes.

Rewards: Ero points: 1000, +2 Lottery Spin

Penalty: The system will put a vibrator up your ass. And will see how you enjoy it.

]

"Oh... I will have to spend a few more," Rick chuckled to himself, reopening the store with a wicked grin. With a swift gesture, he selected his prize, a sleek vibrator beckoning to him from the screen.

"I'll take this, thank you," he said with a smirk, reaching out to claim the vibrator, eager to delve deeper into the realm of pleasure and pain.

He took the vibrator from the system and then turned towards his darling Linda.

"Darling, are you scared? Trust me you will enjoy it's rhythm, it's shakiness, it's torment, it gives the best massage in the town.", Rick teased her breaking soul.

He went to her face, senses his breath and pressing her boobs. With a playful smirk, he gently caressed her curves, sending shivers down her spine. Then, with a flick of the switch, he activated the vibrator.

As the buzzing sound filled the room, Linda's mind raced with excitement and anticipation. All she could do was surrender to the sensations, lost in a whirlwind of pleasure and ecstasy.

With a playful grin, Rick trailed the vibrator along her skin, eliciting a symphony of moans and gasps from Linda. She writhed and squirmed, completely at the mercy of the

He then moved the vibrator over her thighs, and then her belly and then over her breasts. Linda was crying madly, without any screams because she didn't have any energy left with her.

Rick now rotated the vibrator on her pussy. It was the peak of torture he could give her.

Linda cried in distress.

"Take it baby. Take it as much you want.", saying this, Rick accelerated the intensity of the vibrator.

He moved the vibrator over her pussy to and fro, hither and thither over her body and then back to the pussy.

She was rolling on the floor in defense, but it was of no use. Rick was still full of energy. He was enjoying her expressions, her pain, her helplessness and her restlessness.

"Baby, are you alright? I know I'm a bit scary but trust me I'm the best monster you will ever meet in your entire life. So, take the best of this opportunity you have got. Ha ha", saying this, Rick laughed madly licking her body like a football.

Linda groaned in pain. She was even lifting her eyes up to look at Rick.

"Oops, I think I hurt the girl of that bald commissioner to the peak. Now I'm scared. Oh holy lord! Please save me from his rage.", Rick tried all sorts of nonsense comments to tease her relation with the officer.

"Do you really like him? Really? Ha ha, he don't match your standards darling. I mean just look at you, how sexy you look naked wrapped in this black bra and panty, and whole of this torn outfit. Ha ha . Bad luck!", Rick pinched her boobs and slapped it hard.

"It won't be bad if I say I enjoyed a lot and I'm in need of more.", Rick said, clenching his teeth in anger.

"I am loving it, torturing a whore like you.", Rick gazed at her.

Linda was looking at him with hatred in her eyes. Tears were dried over her face, spreading her makeup all over. She was looking like an evil witch.

"What are you looking at? That bald also calls you whore, right? Because you are one darling.", yelling at her, Rick slapped her face.

Linda closed her eyes turning her face to the left. Her hairs were spoiled with dust and wet with tears which rolled back from her face.

"A bitch like you has no authority to stare at me like this. Do you want more pain?", Rick pulled her hairs from her head.

Linda screamed in pain. Her head lifted up with pressure.

"Calm down, calm down. Sshhhh!! Don't cry.", Rick wiped off her tears.

Rick acted a psycho. His wish to torture Linda was getting successful. Each tears rolling down her cheeks was satisfying his soul.

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