The Monsters' Breeding Dungeon (The Overlord's Depraved Tales) (2 page)

“No, no,” the man corrected. “The beasts
don't come down from the mountains.” He fell silent, then, turning
them down another street.

Katherine followed him, and the two walked in
silence for a while. It had been nearly ten minutes when Katherine
realized that she had never told the man where she was staying.
Even if he had known, they would have been there already. She
looked around the moonlit street they were on and didn't recognize
anything.

She began to feel strange. She had almost
been chilly when they'd stepped out of the bar, but now she was
getting hot. Her face felt flushed, and she knew somehow that it
was from more than just the alcohol. Her clothes also felt tighter
than they had when she'd put them on, and suddenly she very much
wanted them off. That didn't make any sense, though. Why would she
want to take her clothes off in the middle of the street?
Especially a random street. Where were they going, again?

She shook her head, trying to clear it, so
she could make herself focus. Something wasn't right here.

“Where...where are you taking me?” Katherine
asked the man. She frowned, her voice sounding thick and sluggish
to her ears. “I want to go back to my cottage.”

“I'm taking you home,” the man said, and
there was something strangely compelling about his voice. “Just
relax, pretty lady. You'll be home soon.”

That sounded safe enough to Katherine's
muddled mind, and she continued to follow the man's lead. She
tipped her face up, trying to get the cool air to cool off her hot
cheeks, but it wasn't working. Her vision blurred for a moment, and
it felt like her clothes had gotten even tighter. The mountains
were looming closer in the distance, and it felt like the closer
they got to it, the harder it was for Katherine to breathe. She
wanted to tear her clothes off and...and...what? She didn't
know.

“Shh,” the man soothed, and Katherine
settled. She couldn't help it when he was speaking to her in that
low, comforting tone. “We are almost there.”

Katherine had no idea where 'there' was, but
she would be relieved when they finally arrived. She didn't know
how much more of this she could stand. Her vision blurred again,
suddenly, and the world went dark around the edges. “I think...”
she mumbled. “I think I'm going to...”

She stumbled and lost her footing, and she
would have fallen if not for the strong arms of her companion. He
scooped her up, and Katherine became aware of how he smelled cold
like the snow, before she closed her eyes and everything went
completely dark.

When Katherine opened her eyes again, she was
immediately aware of how warm she was. Her entire body felt flushed
and sensitive, and she had no idea why. Then suddenly she became
aware of the fact that she had no idea where she was. She blinked
and looked around, it appeared that she was in some dark room. Her
eyes adjusted gradually to the lack of light, and she was able to
make out the outlines of the large objects in the room.

Much to her horror she realized she was in a
cage. The bars were thick, and spaced so that she couldn't even fit
her arm through them if she tried. She was curled up at the bottom
of the cage which was lined with some plush material that tickled
her bare skin and made the heat worse. Wait...bare skin?

Katherine sat up slowly and peered down at
her body, she was completely naked. Her natural instinct to panic
at her current situation was somehow quelled. It didn't seem to
make sense to her that she felt at ease, she knew she should be
terrified. However she almost felt a sense of euphoria, and the
shameful desire to touch herself.

Katherine lifted her hands, only to find that
they were cuffed together with thick metal shackles that rattled
when she moved them, but she didn't let that stop her. She managed
to find one of her nipples, and pinched it roughly. Sharp pain shot
through her and she whined when it did nothing but frustrate her
more.

Her hands slipped down to her pussy, she
realized that she was soaking wet and that her clit was swollen and
throbbing with need. It didn't make sense for her to be so aroused
like this. She had never been this turned on before in her life.
She was being held captive in a strange place, bound and shackled,
where was her will to survive! The last thing she remembered was
walking with that strange man from the bar, and then everything was
black. It must have been him, and the attractive bar tender was
definitely in on it too, him and that damned Monopoly vodka.

“Ah,” a smooth, cold voice said, interrupting
her thoughts. “I see you're awake.”

Katherine peered through the darkness in the
direction the voice came from. She covered her eyes and blinked
wildly as torches along the walls flared to life, the bright light
temporarily blinded her. As her eyes slowly adjusted she drank in
her surroundings.

It wasn't a cold dank dungeon like she had
expected, but rather a large great room that looked like it
belonged in some old, Gothic castle somewhere. The walls were made
of gray stone, and there were torches set into iron holdfasts.
Suits of armor stood under the torches, their arms raised as if
they were bearing the sources of light. There was very little
furniture in the room, but what was there looked old and it was
covered in expensive velvets and satins.

Katherine took all of this in as she scanned
the room in search of the person behind the voice. She gasped at
the sight of the creature, the sound echoed off the walls of the
vast room. The thing that stood before her was anything but
human.

He was tall, by Katherine's reckoning he was
at least seven feet, and by far the tallest person she had ever
seen in real life. His skin had the gaunt pallor of a vampire or
some other undead monster. It had arms and legs, but its feet were
large and clawed like those of a gargoyle. His hands were terrible
abominations, wrinkled and disfigured as if they had been burned,
and even worse were his long talon-like fingers.

The beast had a pair of wings that sprouted
from his back and fanned out behind him. The wings looked much too
small to support his weight and they were constantly moving and
shifting as if they had a mind of their own. Long stringy hair as
black as ink fell over his shoulders and accentuated the harshness
of his features. The monster had lifeless blood red eyes that
pierced through Katherine's soul. In his eyes she could see the
sorrow and pain of countless victims.

Instinctively Katherine backed up further in
the cage, even though her body was telling her to go forward and
rub against him. That didn't make any sense, though. “What...what
are you?” she whispered fearfully. “Where am I?”

The creature stepped forward, looking even
more frightening in the light. “You are in my castle,” he hissed,
his voice like grinding rusty gears, flashing her a smile that
showed off sharp brown teeth. “As for what I am...well, that is a
hard question to answer. I am old and have long since forgotten my
making. I have been here for centuries, and I will be here for
centuries more. You may call me The Overlord. Everything here
does.”

“How did I get here?” Katherine demanded. Her
head was getting fuzzy again, but this time not from alcohol. The
need of her sopping pussy and her rock-hard nipples was slowly
becoming more powerful and was beginning to cloud her ability to
think straight.

“Ah, for that we must thank Damon.” The
creature clapped his hands and a familiar figure stepped into the
room. It was the man from the bar. No wonder he had been so eager
to walk her home. He'd probably put something in her drink while he
was at it.

“Hello, pretty lady,” he said with a smile.
“Don't think too badly of me, alright? What The Overlord says goes.
He said to bring him a beautiful woman for the horde, and I had to
obey.”

Katherine gripped the bars of the cage hard
and waited for her anger to come. This man had taken advantage of
her. He'd tricked her and led her here to be tortured or killed or
something. The anger never came, though. All she could feel was the
hot lusty need for sexual gratification.

“I see you can feel it,” The Overlord said
with a cruel smile. “We give a potion to all of the girls. It makes
things much simpler. And turns their begging into something much
easier on the ears.”

“The vodka,” Katherine realized, speaking out
loud.

“Indeed. Poor Claude doesn't even know what
he's given away down there. But it's better this way, don't you
think? It makes it much easier for Damon and my other faithful
minions to bring lovely young women like yourself to me. It has
been too long since the horde has felt the pleasure of young
foreign beauty. They will enjoy you, I think.”

Katherine didn't know what that meant, or
what the horde was, and she really didn't think she wanted to find
out. “Let me go!” she said. “And you!” she spat at Damon. “You're
human, how can you do this? How can you work with that...that
thing!?”

Damon shrugged. “I don't disobey The
Overlord,” he said.

“Such fight in you,” the creature murmured,
his cold unrelenting voice amused. “The others would have succumbed
by now to the need. I know you can feel it. Your body is hot and
your skin aches to be touched. You feel the fire at your core, and
all you want is for something to rip into all that tenderness and
stoke the flames higher. To take you and fulfill you. I know you
feel it.”

His words should have repulsed her, but they
just made her desire worse. She could feel her clit throbbing along
to her heartbeat, and her breath came quicker, causing her chest to
heave. Just the feel of the air against her nipples was
stimulating, and she tried to fight it. She would not give in to
these sick games.

The creature folded his arms and laughed
harshly. “You will give in. They all give in. The longer you wait,
the worse it will be, and the horde will descend upon you
inevitably.”

“F-fuck you!” Katherine snapped. She tried to
make herself more comfortable in the cage, but the feel of the
carpet sliding along her heated flesh, and even the shackles around
her wrists were turning her on more. Her juices were dripping,
coating the lips of her sex and her thighs with wetness. From the
way The Overlord's nostrils flared, Katherine knew that he could
smell it. It was getting harder and harder to think, and as time
ticked by, the need grew unbearable, turning into something that
was almost like pain. Finally, she could stand it no longer.
“Please,” she whispered.

“Please what?” The Overlord asked, and he
probably would have arched an eyebrow if he'd had any.

“Please! I need it!”

“You need what?” he asked, his voice
mockingly disinterested.

“Oh, god,” Katherine moaned, her hands going
back to her pussy and rubbing frantically. “Fuck me! Somebody fuck
me, please!” She wasn't even aware of what she was saying at this
point, out of her mind with need as if her acceptance of it had
made it all the worse.

“You will be fucked, as you so crudely put
it,” the creature replied. “Until you can take no more. And you'll
take so much, won't you, my dear?”

“Yes! Yes, I'll take anything,” Katherine
practically sobbed. “Just please, please, please!”

“Very well. Damon, release the horde. And
unlock her cage so that they can get to her. It would be cruel to
work them up and then make them wait longer.”

“You got it, Overlord,” Damon said. He strode
over to one of the walls and pressed at a loose stone. There was
the sound of gears working and stone grinding, and then a section
of the wall slid back, revealing a passage. A howl split the air
and growls and grunts echoed along the stone passage way. Damon
chuckled. “Well, they know you're here.” He walked over to the cage
and unlocked it, opening the door and then backing away.

“You are dismissed, Damon,” the creature
said. “I will watch for a time, I think.”

Damon nodded and left the room, closing the
heavy wooden door behind him.

Katherine didn't know what they were waiting
for, but she knew that if something didn't fuck her now, she was
going to go insane. Her holes felt empty and ached painfully with
need, she desperately needed something to fill them.

Suddenly, creatures started to pour out of
the passageway. There were at least ten of them, and they were all
monstrous grotesques. They looked less human than The Overlord, and
all were horrifying in different ways. Some of them had the heads
and arms of beasts, like great rotting animal carcasses that stood
on human legs. Others were twisted versions of humans with fur in
strange places and claws and twisted wings sprouting from their
backs.

They all seemed to have horrible glowing red
eyes, and huge, gaping mouths dripping with viscous brown saliva.
Katherine's eyes only glanced over them, her fear was championed by
sheer arousal and animal lust. All she focused on were their cocks.
None of the beasts were clothed, and their cocks were as varied as
the monsters themselves. Some were human, but massive and thick
with veins that bulged and stood out. Some were animal like, almost
canine with knots that swelled from furry bodies. They were all
large, though, and that was all that mattered to Katherine in that
moment.

One of the creatures rushed up to her cage
and reached inside, pulling her out of her small prison and
hoisting her up into the air. The horrible creature wasted no time,
he grabbed her around the waist and brought her tight human body
down onto his monster cock as he shoved into her pussy in one hard
thrust. Katherine's body was shocked by the sudden invasion, sharp
pain pierced through her nervous system as the beast's enormous
member stretched her open. She cried out in a breathless gasp as
the air was knocked out of her lungs.