Chapter 12: The Price of Pleasure

The Price of Pleasure Regulus's eyes never left Victor's as the beast stepped closer, his imposing figure towering over him. The air was thick with tension, and Regulus could feel his heart racing in his chest. He knew what was coming, and he was eager to surrender to Victor's desires. "You're a whore, Regulus," Victor repeated, his voice dripping with conviction. "A cheap, cock-loving hooker who will do anything for a taste of my cock." Regulus nodded, his body responding instinctively to the beast's words. He loved being used like this, loved the way Victor's dominance made him feel. Victor's smile grew wider as he reached out and grabbed Regulus's wrist. He pulled him closer, his fingers digging into Regulus's skin as he led him across the room. Regulus stumbled, his feet bare and his body trembling with anticipation. They stopped in front of the bench, and Victor pushed Regulus down onto it. "Get on your knees," he ordered, his voice firm and commanding. Regulus complied, his body bending to Victor's will. As he knelt on the bench, Regulus felt a rush of excitement. He was a whore, a cheap hooker who would do anything for a taste of Victor's cock. And he loved it. He loved being used like this, loved the way Victor's dominance made him feel. Victor's hand closed around his cock, and Regulus shuddered with pleasure. He was ready, so ready to be used by the beast. He looked up at Victor, his eyes locked onto the beast's, and he knew that he would do anything to satisfy him. "Please," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "Fuck me." Victor's laughter was low and husky, and Regulus felt a surge of excitement. 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. The beast's cock slid into Regulus's mouth, and he moaned with pleasure. He was a whore, a cheap hooker who would do anything for a taste of Victor's cock. And he loved it. He loved being used like this, loved the way Victor's dominance made him feel. As Victor began to fuck his mouth, Regulus felt a rush of excitement. He was in his element, and he knew that he would do anything to keep Victor happy. He was a slave to the beast's desires, and he would do anything to satisfy him. The world around him melted away, leaving only the sensation of Victor's cock in his mouth. Regulus was lost in the moment, lost in the pleasure and the pain. He was a whore, a cheap hooker who would do anything for a taste of Victor's cock. And he loved it.