Kill Me, My Love

Chapter 33

"Possessed"

The huge bathtub was shrouded in steam. Sam had turned off the light, so the narrow room was illuminated only by the glow of the full moon peeking through the window. The man closed the door and leisurely approached Lina.

– How do you feel? – he whispered in her ear and hugged her around the waist.

– Exhausted. Too much excitement today.

– You are amazing. So brave... – Samael's hands began to roam in different directions – one started to caress her breasts, while the other gripped her buttocks.

– How am I brave? By staying silent all this time?

– But "how" you were silent. So much repressed defiance was in that silence. And you were constantly looking for my support with your gaze. That's very pleasant.

Sam pressed the girl to himself and gently kissed her neck.

– I think the clothes are unnecessary right now...

He raised her arms above her head and slowly pulled off her top, then her pants and shoes slid off her body. The more he caressed her, the more desire ignited within her. Just five minutes ago, she was completely unprepared for affection. But the darkness knows how to influence fragile feminine vibrations. It seems omnipotent. Touching where she desires most. Responding to every wish, instantly fulfilling it.

She turned around and found his lips. Their tongues intertwined, breaths grew heavy and rasping. A kiss that instantly took away the remnants of sober mind. Lips passionately danced their dance. Lina didn't even notice how Samael had also undressed and moved with her to the bathtub. The warm water enveloped the bodies that had turned into a tangle.

Sam didn't hold back for long. He positioned her on top and sharply thrust inside, eliciting a moan of pleasure from his beloved. He held the girl by the hips and controlled every movement. The water splashed in time with them, spilling onto the floor. Lina clung to the edges of the tub and stared directly into the man’s eyes. How much shameless intimacy was in that gaze. It was as if she was saying: "I’m all yours now, completely, without boundaries." And he confirmed it: "Yes, Lina, you are only mine. Forever only mine."

Her knees dug painfully into the bottom, and inside her, the sensation of sweet tension grew. Samael began to kiss her breasts. Now he wasn't controlling her, allowing her to bring it to completion herself.

The pace increased, butterflies fluttered in her head, her body desired just one thing: a moment of pleasure that blows the roof off. Just a few more seconds, and happiness, like liquid gold, spilled inside, filling every millimeter with syrup of wild sensations.

She indulged. Stopped, catching her breath. Her heart felt light, and she wanted to laugh, as now, there was nothing to wash off. Most of the water covered the floor and walls.

– Why are you smiling? – Sam said with a sly squint, the lights in his eyes sparkling in a way rarely seen.

– We relaxed, but how are we going to wash up?

– We’ll figure something out.

The dark one gently kissed the girl; now it was time to begin the bathing procedures.

* * *

In the morning, they had breakfast alone. Olivia was absent, so the day began wonderfully.

– What are our plans? – she asked, finishing her sandwich.

– Specific ones, – Sam shrugged, not even looking at Lina.

The girl didn't like this; she subconsciously felt something sinister.

– What do you mean?

– I decided that digging around in the library is too tedious and long, so I will use my powers. However, for this, I need to borrow one of my mother’s subjugated.

– Who to borrow? – Lina didn’t get it.

– You’ll see.

Samael set down his fork and got up from the table.

– Of course, she won’t be thrilled. She warned me just yesterday that she would spend the whole day in the right wing, but I'll have to disturb her. Are you coming with me? – he offered his hand.

The girl hesitated. Olivia would be furious if they disturbed her in her personal territory, but she also didn’t want to be alone.

– Fine, I’ll go, – she took his cold hand and stood up.

Sam tightly squeezed her hand and led Lina to the forbidden territory. It was dark and dangerous in the corridors. The smell of incense and something strange filled the air. It was like some eastern spices that immediately awakened and heightened the senses. The walls were covered in dark red velvet, and carpets lay on the floor, their edges swallowing her feet to the ankles.

From a distance, cries and moans could be heard, with music playing in the background.

– I’m not sure I want to go there anymore, – she whispered.

– You should have thought about that earlier, – Samael replied, and upon reaching the wide oak doors, he pushed them open.

The scene that unfolded before them was striking.

A huge, spacious hall, with arched ceilings above. There were no windows. Instead, torches burned on the walls. In the distance, there were cages with naked men inside, shackled with metal collars, like some yard dogs. In the center of the room, there was a bed with red sheets and a table covered with instruments of torture. Whips, spikes, handcuffs, ropes, metal clasps, filthy sex toys that were frightening to look at.

Of course, in the middle of all this sadistic splendor stood Olivia in high boots and a short dress with a corset and numerous laces.

The woman held a whip in her hands, and at her feet lay an attractive man with a luxurious body and the gaze of a puppy that adores its mistress.

– What do you want? – she barked upon noticing the uninvited guests. – Did I allow you?

Her beautiful, elegant face twisted in anger, and the knuckles on her fingers turned white.

– I need one of your subjugated, – Samael said, not the least bit intimidated.

It was clear that he was not surprised by his mother’s appearance or her extravagant hobbies at all. Lina, on the other hand, didn’t know where to look. She felt completely out of place.

– For what purpose? – she asked, burning a hole through him with her gaze.

– I need to ask something of a demon. The nearest settlement is a few kilometers away, so it was easier to come here.

Silence settled for a few minutes. The mother looked at her son, and the son looked at his mother. Finally, the battle of glances ended in Sam’s victory.

– Alright, just return him by dinner.

She bent over the man, passionately kissed him on the lips, and whispered:

– Be a good boy, obey my son.

The man nodded and got up.

– I’m all yours, – he sweetly whispered.

Samael nodded and turned to leave the corridor. Lina followed him.

They walked in silence. The dark one, the girl, and the naked subject. And although their steps sank into the carpet, the tension of the situation was still palpable. Lina's tongue itched with questions: who are these men? Are they slaves? Why does Olivia keep them in cages? Is it voluntary or forced? How long have they been here? Are they in pain? Why didn’t Samael tell her about this earlier, and why does he take it so calmly?

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