Author's Note: I got some mixed feedback from the last chapter of the story, so I thought I'd include a warning, These stories aren't a lot of hardcore sex or anything seriously kinky, but there is cruelty and some non-consensual/reluctance included. If these are not your particular cup of tea, then this is not the story for you. Feedback is always appreciated so that my stories may become as enjoyable as possible for all my readers. Also all characters are at least 18 years old.
Alexandra woke up in a dark grungy cell, wearing only rags which hardly managed to cover her curvy figure. She felt a throbbing in her head and moved her hand to a particularly painful area on the top of her head. She discovered a large swollen bump and presumed that was the source of her pain. She tried to focus on something other than the pain, so that she might be distracted from its cruel touch.
She thought back to what had happened in the past few weeks and in particular days. She had been in her hide out in Makael, trying her best to take back the land from the shadows, when her best friend, assistant, and most trusted advisor Michael, warned her that their location had been discovered. He had figured out where they planned on taking her though, and came up with an intricate escape plan.
After witnessing the cruelty of Maximus, her captor who was planning to sell her as a sex slave for rich nobles, she was forced to strip down to nothing, before being painfully spanked on her ass 20 times. During the event, her body had betrayed her and she began to feel something she hadn't had the pleasure of feeling in a long time, desire. Even though this man had been so cruel, all she wanted was for him to fill her holes and make her scream. But she had to stay focused and on task, because she had to poison him with her saliva. She had already tried spitting on him, but that wasn't working nearly fast enough, so when he mentioned that he was going to fuck her in every which way, she suggested starting with her mouth.
Max had wholeheartedly agreed, and whipped out his 12 inch monster of a dick. That was when she felt almost sad that he would be knocked out, because she needed some sort of relief from the agony of desire. After the paralysis toxin in her saliva had kicked in, she freed herself and the nine other sex slaves that were there. Though something was off with the others. At the start all of them had been sobbing because of their fear of the strange captor, but after they had witnessed the spanking, the sobs had a different sound to them, almost a moan.
Alexandra snapped back to the present when she heard a voice that was quite familiar. It's tone ringing with cruelty. It sounded like it was from the cell to her right, so she scooted closer to the wall to try and hear more clearly. He was shouting angrily at nothing in particular, but there was no doubt in her mind that it was if Maximus, the man who had planned on selling her as a slave
Alexandra stepped away from the wall, when one of the large tiles under her foot collapsed and with a yelp she stumbled away from it, but turned to examine it. It was a large hole in the floor of her cell, certainly big enough to fit into, though it would be a tight squeeze. She got down onto her hands and knees and peered into the hole. It appeared to only be a couple feet down, though it looked like it veered off to lead somewhere else.
She spent a few minutes debating with herself over whether or not to venture in, but finally, curiosity got the best of her and she crawled in. The tunnel was certainly not meant for someone with as large of breasts as her, but she managed to crawl through until she reached the destination of the tunnel, which seemed to be another cell, judging by the tile that was above her. She heard the angry swearing of Max over head and reached the grim realization that the tunnel leads to the cell of her worst enemy. She quickly crawled back to her cell, and tried to do her best job of putting the tile fragments back.
Alexandra went to sleep, while doing her best to cover the hole with her body. She slipped into very vivid dreams that were the events of what she couldn't forget, but also couldn't wrap her mind around: