Making Monster Girls 8 by Eric Vall

Author:Eric Vall [Vall, Eric]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy, Erotica
Published: 2021-01-08T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

I stared down at the old crone as she continued to titter madly with her head lowered. Underneath the hood, I could make out her wrinkled, misshapen face, but it was one I didn’t recognize. Who was she? Was this one of the women tasked with tailing me? Every few seconds, lightning touched down on the other side of the forest, and the clouds overhead continued to churn angrily. Droplets of rain brushed my cheeks gently, but a raging fire burned deep in my belly.

“Who are you?” I barked at the woman.

“Do you think it’ll be that easy?” the old crone sang. “Do you think just because you’ve captured me, I’ll spill my guts and tell you everything I know? Charles Rayburn, you should be smarter than that.”

“Hmmmmm,” Matilda chuckled darkly, flexed her metal fist, and then glared down at the decrepit old woman. “We have ways of makin’ you tell us what you know.”

“Ah, you mean by force?” the older woman drawled out. “Don’t you know torture is the worst way to get information? It could be false or forced. Maybe you don’t know this, but people will tell you whatever you want to hear as long as they can escape the pain. I should know, Charles Rayburn, I used to do it for a living.”

“We have a better way,” I growled. “It’ll make you better and more willing to tell us what you know.”

“What does that mean?” the old crone hissed and tried to wriggle away in the sand.

In one swift movement, I swung the staff through the air, stepped forward, gripped it in both hands, and then slammed down in front of the five women. Their silhouettes against the darkened background shifted, and neon yellows, purples, blues, and oranges flowed out of their bodies and then entered into the glowing core. Each woman flew forward with pained and breathless gasps. For a second, I stared into the flashing confines of the core and watched as it stole and absorbed all of their abilities. One of the guards to the left slowly lifted her head, and her beady eyes moved over my face. At first, she looked stunned and jabbed out her right hand at me, but from what I already knew, nothing happened. Her eyes widened, and her mouth dropped open with a soft croak.

When the old crone’s eyes met mine for the third time, there was real fear in them. This was worse than torture to her and her comrades. I’d learned over the past few months that the aristocrats had nothing. They were given everything they owned or possessed because of their abilities, and without them, they were useless. Losing their powers was the aristocrats’ worst nightmare, though there were no threats that could take them away, well, except me now.

“How does it feel to be weak?” I asked, bent my left knee, and lowered myself closer to her. “How does it feel to finally know what it’s like to be a man? This

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.