"Desperate Measures"

The darkness of Victor's dungeon receded into the background as Regulus's mind fixated on one thing - relief. The beast's cock had been taken out of his mouth, but Regulus knew it was only a temporary reprieve. He had to find a way to satiate his cravings, to fill the void that Victor had created. As he lay on the cold stone floor, Regulus's eyes scanned the room frantically. He spotted a pillow on a nearby bench and his heart skipped a beat. It wasn't Victor's cock, but it would have to do. With a surge of desperation, Regulus scrambled to his feet and lunged for the pillow. He grabbed it and jammed it between his thighs, riding it with a fervor that would have been embarrassing if he hadn't been so consumed by his need. The pillow wasn't the right shape, or the right size, but Regulus didn't care. He moved his hips against it, trying to recreate the sensations that Victor's cock had brought him. It was a poor substitute, but it was better than nothing. As he rode the pillow, Regulus's mind flashed back to Victor's words - "You're a whore, Regulus. A cock-loving, cum-sucking whore." The beast's voice echoed in his mind, taunting him, tempting him. Regulus's movements became more frenzied, his breathing faster. He was so close to release, but it seemed to slip further and further away. He gritted his teeth, his eyes watering with frustration. Just as he was about to give up, Regulus felt a jolt of pleasure. It wasn't as intense as Victor's cock, but it was enough to push him over the edge. He came, his body shuddering with release. As he collapsed to the floor, Regulus felt a wave of shame wash over him. He had used a pillow to masturbate, degrading himself in the process. But he also felt a glimmer of hope - maybe, just maybe, he could find a way to break free from Victor's control. For now, though, Regulus lay on the floor, his body sated but his mind still reeling with desire. He knew it wouldn't be long before he craved Victor's cock again, before he was forced to confront the beast's dominance once more. As he drifted off to sleep, Regulus's thoughts turned to the future. He didn't know what lay ahead, but he knew one thing - he had to find a way to escape, to break free from Victor's grasp and reclaim his life. The darkness closed in around him, but Regulus felt a spark of determination ignite within. He would not be a slave to his desires forever. He would find a way to resist, to fight back. And he would start by facing the monster that had taken over his life.