Sold To The Demon King

Episode:5

CHAPTER FIVE

Aust’s POV

The drop-down to the garden wall was much harder than I expected.

My bare feet hit the top of the brick wall with a loud thud. A sharp, terrible pain shot straight up my left ankle. I lost my balance and slipped, scraping my side hard against the rough stones before I tumbled into the thick bushes below. I didn't make a single sound. I lay perfectly still in the dirt for three agonizing seconds, waiting to see if the guards would shout and sound the alarm.

Nothing but silence met my ears.

I pushed myself up, ignoring the throbbing ache in my ankle. Pain was nothing compared to freedom. I moved through the shadows of the garden like a ghost. I kept my weight off my bad foot until I finally passed the outer wall and stepped into the dark, thick trees.

I was free. My chest swelled with hope. But before I could take another step, a massive shadow stepped right out of the darkness.

The attack came fast and totally silent.

A heavy boot slammed directly into my injured ankle. My knee buckled instantly. I barely had time to twist around to fight back before a gloved hand wrapped tightly around my throat, slamming me flat against a giant tree.

“Going somewhere, little bird?” a rough voice whispered.

Before I could even throw a punch, something hard smashed into the side of my jaw. The world spun out of control, and a thick, heavy darkness swallowed me up.

When I finally woke up, the first thing I felt was the cold bite of heavy iron.

I blinked fast, my head pounding so hard my vision was blurry. I tried to lift my hands to wipe the dirt from my face, but my arms wouldn't move. I looked up. My wrists were chained tightly to the heavy wooden headboard of the bed, my arms pulled high above my head. My white shirt was torn all the way open, showing how fast and hard my chest was breathing.

“You run very fast,” a deep, calm voice said from the shadows.

Valyr stood by the heavy oak door. He looked totally relaxed. But the worst part was the small, amused smile on his face. Seeing him look entertained was a million times scarier than seeing him angry. He walked slowly toward the edge of the bed. Just his presence made the giant room feel incredibly small.

“Unchain me,” I growled. I pulled hard against the metal rings. The iron bit into my bruised skin, but I didn't care. I glared up at him, my blood boiling with anger. “Let me go right now, you coward!”

Valyr didn't answer right away. He stepped closer, stopping right beside the bed. He looked down at me, his eyes dark and impossible to read.

“You are a terrible listener, Aust,” Valyr said quietly. “Did you really think the streets outside were safe? There were hired men—bad men—waiting just outside my property line. If you had made it over that wall, they would have grabbed you. And what they would have done to you would have been far worse than anything you could imagine.”

My breath hitched. He had known about the danger outside, but he had let me run just to prove a point.

“But you still broke my rule,” Valyr whispered, his voice turning cold. “And actions have consequences.”

He grabbed my shoulders and forced me to roll over, pinning me face-down against the mattress. I heard the sharp sound of a heavy leather strap uncoiling.

I squeezed my eyes shut and braced myself for terrible pain.

The strap came down. But when it hit my skin, something completely unexpected happened. It didn't hurt the way I thought it would. Instead of pain, a shocking, confusing heat rushed through my entire body. My skin felt like it was on fire, but not from fear. A strange, deep thrill pooled in my stomach, making my breath hitch sharply. I felt a sudden, overwhelming arousal, my blood began rising in my middle area, which my face burn with intense shame. I was completely shocked by my own body's reaction.

Valyr noticed. He heard my breath change. He saw the way my body shivered.

He could see the bulge on my shorts.

He smirked.

But he didn't stop.

He kept going, letting the confusing rhythm build and build. He whipped me harder, making the intense, burning heat grow stronger with every strike until my mind was spinning.

Pre c*m leaking from my hole.

I couldn't hold it back anymore. The tension in my body was too much. I was shaking, pushed right to the absolute edge of my control.

“Please,” I finally broke. My voice shook with frustration and a desperate, burning need. “Please, Valyr. Make it stop. Please, make me cum.”

Valyr finally paused. He leaned down, his chest pressing against my back, his lips brushing lightly against my ear.

“Make a deal with me, Aust,” he whispered softly, his voice echoing in the quiet room. “Promise me you will not leave this palace.”

“I promise,” I gasped out,

As soon as the words left my mouth, he pulled down my shorts, revealing my plump well rounded ass.

“Wham!!!” The whip came down on my ass. I screamed in pleasure.

All I could think of was his bulge pressing down on my ass.

“You want this! You get this! This is what you get for disobeying” he kept on whipping, while I laid there moaning at every lash that came down my ass.

I couldn't take it any more, “f**k me, Valyr. f**k me”

“Since you begged for it like the slut you are…I'll give it to you”

He slid into my hole without giving me time to accept his full girth.

I screamed, my screams were mixed with pain and pleasure, for a while I blacked out.

Valyr kept on thrusting, giving me no chance to catch my breath.

“This is your punishment” he said, as every thrust came with more full force than the latter.

The pleasure kept on building, warm liquid trickled down my laps but I didn't care.

“Val…Valyr…” I got to my limit and came, in full force.

Waves and waves of pleasure came rushing down me.

I was totally broken by the overwhelming feelings.

As the adrenaline vanished, a massive wave of exhaustion crashed into me all at once, and I passed out, the world fading perfectly to black.