My book’s dying. Maybe I should start another one. (Dramatically stares into the endless void)

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*Thump*

The man who took away her maids landed on the ground. He got up on his feet and brought out two potions from his pouch.

“Drink them.” The mysterious man ordered.

Despite her reluctance, she took the containers and gulped the contents within- one after the another.

They walked through the catacombs for more than an hour. She had no idea in which direction she was going as she constantly turned left and right throughout in the dark. Everyone- be it the two men outside or the one ‘inside’, neither of them spoke a word. Finally, they surfaced to the world above.

It looked as if it were an abandoned warehouse. White clothes and spiderwebs covered everything. Only the man wearing the black sleeveless shirt was with her. The giant stayed underneath.

“Stay close to me.” The man spoke for the second time since their meeting. “Else you will be kidnapped. And I personally know some who have really nasty fetishes.”

She wanted to ask for some examples. But she decided to curb her curiosity.

The voice asked, “Do you want to join a sounder of sex crazed swines?”

The thought flashed inside her mind for a moment before she aggressively shook it off.

“Good. Follow him.”

“And wear this.” The man brought out a black veil from his bag. “This is not the place to flaunt your beauty.”

She obliged and covered the lower half of her face.

The man walked ahead before opening a small hatch on the wall. He bowed and squeezed out of the door before reaching out his hand to her.

She ignored the ‘kind’ gesture and got out by herself. It was easier for her petite body to fit through the door.

The man ignored the fact that she ignored him and went on.

She closely followed as she looked around. She maintained some distance from the man but did not wander too far. The moment she did, she would hear wild hogs grunting.

Soon, she got on what seemed like the main road. Contrary to what she expected, this place was packed with people.

The place was well lit. People were entering and exiting establishments as they pleased. And just before these ‘shops’, barely clothed women were assuming obscene poses and latching onto men.

She knew where she was. Blood rushed to her cheeks as she looked away. But the fear in her heart increased. Why were they taking a beauty like her to a place like this?

She gulped and shook her head before rushing closer to the man. She was a princess and it would be more profitable to ask for a ransom from the family, wouldn’t it? So there were no need of worries, were there?

But one thing baffled her. Why didn’t she grab any attraction? Even those who walked by her did not give her a second glance.

Soon, her eyes spotted a mirror in front of one of the buildings.

She gasped as she brought a few strands of her hairs from her back to her sight. They were black, and so were her pupils. But she threw this to the back of her mind before catching up with the man.

Soon, they apparently reached their destination.

The structure before her was bigger and grander than all the others she had witnessed on this trip. And it seemed that it was still under renovation.

“The Pink Willows.” She muttered under her breath.

Many were flooding into the building, and they soon joined.

Sweet scent of various flowers seeped through her nostrils, but there were other smells mixed as well. She recognised sweat and vaginal discharges, but she could very well infer what the last remaining one was.

“Aaah… mmh…”

She caught sight of a few having sex in the open. She moved her eyes as soon as possible. She could feel her face getting hotter and hotter every moment.

Despite its outrageous purpose, the hall looked nice- comparable to the better guesthouses she had visited before.

From a princess like her, a ‘nice’ was invaluable.

She followed the man to the second floor. They finally stopped before the wooden door of the central room.

“The boss is just beyond this door. An advice- don’t irk him in any way.” He brought his covered mouth to her ear. “He has the nastiest fetish of them all.” He moved away, giving her access to the entrance.

Cold sweat poured out as she gulped.

She steadied her mind before entering the room.

The moment she entered, her ears were hit with a wave of whines and groans. Her eyes almost popped out from her sockets as she bellowed, “DES! THES!”

Her maid who had a beauty mark, Des was down on all fours. A blindfolded man was penetrating into her vagina and thrusting hard. Another blindfolded was doing the same to her mouth. Muffled moan escaped her lips as tears leaked out from her eyes. And of her two maids, she was the one with the better fate.

As for her other maid, she was lying face up on top of a man while the man was lying on a bench. His genital was ravaging her butthole while his hands were wildly kneading her medium breasts. Another man was between their legs, drilling into her vulva like a beast. And the last man was beside her, holding her by the hairs as he kept shoving his penis all the way into her throat. All of the men were blindfolded.

The poor girl was screaming from the pain that assaulted her. Tears streamed down from her eyes which looked dead.

“STOP IT!” She roared as she leapt at the scene, orange lightning flashing across her body.

“Calm down.” The cursed voice appeared again.

*Snap*

A wall of ice appeared out of nowhere and blocked her. The princess landed on her feet. The voice did not come from the ‘inside’.

That being was here in this room in person.