"The Beast's Eternal Hold"

Regulus's thoughts of escape and resistance were short-lived, as his mind began to wander back to the one thing that had consumed him for so long - Victor's cock. He couldn't help but think about the way it felt inside him, the way it made him shudder with pleasure. The beast's dominance over him was not just about control, but about desire. And Regulus couldn't deny that he loved dick too much to ever want to leave. As he lay on the cold stone floor, Regulus's body began to stir once more. He thought about the pillow he had used earlier, and how it had been a poor substitute for Victor's cock. He craved the real thing, and he knew it. The memories of Victor's touch, his taste, and his smell flooded Regulus's mind, making his mouth water and his heart ache. Regulus got to his feet, his eyes scanning the room once more. He spotted the bench where the pillow lay, and his gaze lingered on it for a moment. He thought about using it again, but it wasn't the same. He wanted Victor, and only Victor. The beast's words echoed in his mind once more - "You're a whore, Regulus. A cock-loving, cum-sucking whore." Regulus knew it was true. He loved dick, and he couldn't deny it. He loved the way it made him feel, the way it controlled him. And he knew that he would do anything to get it. Regulus's eyes fell on the door to the dungeon, and he felt a surge of hope. Maybe Victor would come to him again, maybe he would bring his cock and satisfy Regulus's cravings. He waited, his heart pounding in his chest, as the minutes ticked by. And then, he heard the sound of footsteps outside the door. Regulus's heart skipped a beat as the door creaked open, and Victor's imposing figure loomed in the entrance. The beast's eyes locked onto Regulus, and a slow smile spread across his face. "Ah, my little whore," Victor said, his voice low and husky. "I see you're still thinking about me." Regulus's body responded instinctively, his cock hardening at the sound of Victor's voice. He took a step forward, his eyes locked onto Victor's, and his heart pounding in his chest. He knew that he was in trouble, but he didn't care. He was a slave to his desires, and he would do anything to satisfy them. Victor chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I think it's time we took care of your little problem," he said, his voice dripping with seduction. "Don't you?" Regulus nodded, his body trembling with anticipation. He knew what was coming, and he couldn't wait. The beast's eternal hold on him was about to get a lot tighter.