The End of a Perfect Revenge - Chapter 0: Prologue

The grand table was filled with rare specialities sent from various territories, but only one person sat at it.

With an indifferent expression on his face, the man elegantly sliced the meat in front of him. The tender flesh of a young calf was sliced open, oozing red juices. He lifted a small, soft piece of meat to his mouth. As he swallowed each bite, the servants and maids adjusted the position of the dishes with practised discretion.

As the man disliked noise, no one in the dining room dared to speak carelessly. The melody created by the three musicians was the only sound allowed in the room. The musicians kept playing new pieces so that the man would not be bored.

A single bite from each plate. Finally, having tasted every dish, the man raised his wine glass. The long banquet ended with a sip of a special wine, produced in only one barrel a year. As the man wiped his mouth, those who had stood by began to busily clear the table.

The man pushed back his chair and leaned into it. It was an overly ornate chair for something used only during meals. His gaze immediately shifted to a corner of the room where a creature denied any semblance of sound was waiting.

The only thing the woman wore was the bit clamped in her mouth. Her legs were straight, her back bent forward as she touched the floor with her hands. Behind her, today’s handler was doing her “training”.

As the man’s eyes fell on her, the woman jumped, her body shaking. Despite knowing her master’s intentions, she hesitated to act, as if to prove that a b*ast could not understand through words alone.

Without a moment’s hesitation, the handler behind her swung the whip. The supple instrument cracked sharply, leaving a fresh, long red welt on the woman’s back. Her shoulders, pinned to the ground, shrank inward at the sting.

The tasks remained the same, but the burden became heavier. The woman struggled forward. The man watched the creature crawl towards his master with a piercing gaze.

Her once beautiful blonde hair was tousled and dragged along the floor, perhaps the most presentable part of her appearance. The naked woman was gagged to silence her, while her lower mouth was occupied by the man’s p*nis. Her frail, pale body wore no jewellery – only blue bruises and red welts marred her skin.

Crawling on the floor with something inside her was no easy task. The woman’s unsteady movements were slow, and she paused occasionally. The man waited patiently, but the handler struck her roughly on the waist, urging her forward. The repeated penetration of her torn body caused more pain than the lashes of the whip. Her slender body trembled, but no one in the room paid any attention.

Finally, the woman reached the man’s feet. Her eyes were unfocused and she seemed dazed and distant. Still tied to her body, the handler struck a sharp blow with the whip on the back of her knee. Her knees gave way and her body crumpled to the floor.

When the man, who had only been watching, tapped her chin with the tip of his shoe, the woman quickly propped herself up on her arms and corrected her posture. She seemed to know exactly what she had to do. As always, it was proof that punishment was far more effective in training a b*ast than words.

The man loosened his waistband with a lazy motion. As his clothes parted, his p*nis sprang free. In stark contrast to his indifferent gaze, his p*nis stood rigidly *rect, threatening in its presence. It was considerably larger than the one currently inside her, causing the woman to tense up in fear.

The man removed the gag from the woman’s mouth. She knew only too well that if she made a sound now, it would be immediately followed by a hard slap. Well trained over time, the woman didn’t even dare to breathe out loud.

The man’s two fingers parted her dry, cracked lips. He was displeased with the parched state of her mouth. As his fingers pressed down on her tongue and moved around, the sensation triggered her gag reflex, quickly moistening the inside of her mouth.

The man removed his fingers from the woman’s mouth. Tears mixed with saliva ran down her face, but instead of concentrating on her task, she continued to tremble in hesitation.

Thwack-

A heavy, muffled sound echoed, one that seemed almost impossible to believe had come from a slap. Her head snapped sideways from the force. Her mouth opened as if to scream, but no sound escaped. At least she seemed to have learned that lesson well.

The woman hastily brought her lips to the man’s p*nis. Its size, with its bulging veins, was intimidating and grotesque, but she couldn’t afford to hesitate any longer. Her cracked lips parted to take in the man’s gl*ns. Her small mouth was completely filled by its size. Straining, she opened her mouth wider, moaning as she tried to accommodate more, but could only fit half of it. Shaking with the fear of the punishment to come, she closed her eyes tightly, her body trembling.

The man decided to show a little mercy. Animals have limits to how much they can learn, and it is up to their master to teach them. The man grabbed the back of the woman’s head and pushed it down towards his gr*in. The rising er*ction naturally pushed itself into the woman’s mouth. The fleshy mass that filled her mouth and continued to dig in eventually went more than halfway down her throat and a groan escaped from the woman. The man grimaced at the unpleasant sound.

Finally, the man’s p*nis was completely swallowed by the woman’s mouth. Her throat was completely blocked, unable to spit out any sound. The blocked sound flowed out of the woman’s eyes like water.

The man grabbed the back of the woman’s head and shook it back and forth. It was a rough hand movement that would be hard to see in any living creature, let alone a human. As the p*nis entered her open throat, another unpleasant sound escaped. The woman struggled to muffle the sound under the man’s fierce gaze.

The man, who was in charge of inserting his p*nis into the woman’s v*gina, also moved his waist in time with the man’s hand movements. Each time the p*nis in the v*gina hit the blocked area in her stomach, the woman’s throat twitched and squeezed the man’s p*nis. The woman’s nose took shallow breaths as if it were going to burst, but the man just mercilessly violated the woman’s throat.

The man who used the woman for only a few minutes immediately ej*culated thick s*men. It was not much different from urinating. The woman vomited the first time she ate the sperm, but not this time. The disgusting, bloody liquid went straight down the woman’s throat without even touching her tongue.

When the man ej*culated, the woman was relieved of her humiliation. However, once he had squeezed out the sperm, it was over. It wasn’t as if she could rest comfortably, but the hardest part was receiving the man’s p*nis.

Even though she played with her tongue to make it completely clean, the man didn’t take his p*nis out of his mouth as usual. The woman’s wet eyes looked up at the man with a look of wonder.

As if on cue, the p*nis still in her mouth began to grow again. The man grabbed the back of the woman’s head again. Another long stream of tears flowed from the woman’s eyes.