The desire that echoes inside Jeremy is naked.
Asterios fixes his hazel eyes on Jeremy, unbothered at the milk that starts to soak his fingers.
Ha.
What a funny creature, lying whenever he opens his mouth and his little head can only draw the ugliest, distorted images.
"Can't you think of anything other than getting fuxked?"
The Jackal, reading the desires that swirl through Jeremy's mind, asks a rather sinister voice.
"No...no...don't look, don't do it!"
Conscious of the beast's searing gaze right in front of him, Jeremy squeezes his eyes shut.
Even without staring at his opponent's eyes, the jackal can still read thoughts. Avoiding eye contact will not prevent his thoughts from being read, but Jeremy hates those prying eyes.
"Maybe it's time for you to realize that lying is pointless."
The pressure on Jeremy's breast grows stronger. The fair, soft and plump flesh squeezed between the black fingers is crushed.
"Aaaahhh...!"
Jeremy let out a loud scream, unable to contain it anymore. It is cruel to touch his unexpressed milk so casually. And his head gets dizzy as a tingling, stinging sensation swirls around his areolas.
"Hmngh...haah, haah..."
As soon as the pain subsides, a rush of breathtaking pleasure follows. The residual pleasure is so sweet that it makes him want the jackal to fondle his breasts again and again. Jeremy tries to stop his sexual thoughts, but too hard to control his unconscious craving for milking and sex.
"You're so lvstful," says Asterios. "I've heard that humans have a strong reproductive drive..."
"Hah...hngh...shut up, what do you know about humans..."
Jeremy spits. Just when he thinks he is being insane, maybe the crazy one is this jackal.
Maybe he plans to maul him as those bulls did... Maybe he'll throw him to the ground in a heap, grabbing his buttocks, spread them apart, and fuxk him with his hideous c0ck until his hole is crushed.
"No? But I think you just had a pretty lowbrow idea."
To be honest, Asterios also feels a little bit silly. The absurdity of this human is overwhelming that he almost forgets that he is supposed to be teaching some rules.
The more he looks at him, the more confused Asterios become. He had thought that it was weird when he couldn't read his mind, but now that he can, it's even weirder.
He can't grasp why this human would say no when all he can only think about is getting fuxked. He can't understand why he refuses to even masturbate but prefers to struggle with the pain instead.
Is it some kind of self-inflicted wound?
Asterios thinks for a moment. He remembers reading somewhere that humans, as creatures of higher mental systems, can self-harm or act out when stressed.
Should he teach the human discipline, or should he engage him in sexual activity to soothe his complex mind?
Asterios' golden eyes dart about, reading the human's thoughts: on the outside, the human calls him crazy, hating him, but on the inside, he is unscrupulous, wanting Asterios to stab him with something big.
Asterios had thought that the bulls in the factory were color-crazed, but then, seeing another side of this human, he is blown away. Jeremy Rogers is the perfect pervert, a man whose mind is half full of thoughts of copulation.
It is no problem if he wishes to mate with him. But since Jeremy had reached out first to let him stay here, he has to follow the rules. Asterios removes his hand from Jeremy's large, heavy chest and speaks.
"You should know one thing, I don't like lies."
The jackal's voice is low. So low and intimidating it doesn't sound like a joke. Jeremy is his soon-to-be sacrifice, so he is lucky he won't be killed for his lie now, but Asterios will surely punish him if he were a Thelma. Like what he did to that bull in the factory.
"Then why bother to talk to me when you can just peek into my head?!"
Thinking he has nothing to lose, Jeremy can't suppress his temper anymore. He is so impressed by the man's sophistry that he can't help but raise his voice.
"Stop tormenting me, please..."
Jeremy pleads with a sob. The person he loves is an illusion that never exist, the world he knows is fake, and now he is penniless without decent clothes covering his body. His body is burning.
"...You have a point there."
However, the jackal lowers his eyes. He thinks this human clearly knows no shame: violent, ungrateful, and arrogant.
His eyes turn fierce.
"If it's so obvious that I can read your thoughts, why do you keep lying to me?"
Snap.
The jackal snaps his fingers, and right at that moment, a black shadow emerges from beneath his feet. The cheeky sacrifice needs to get reminded of his origin.
Then, without warning, the shadow, writhing like a snake, grabs Jeremy's jaw, pries it open, and slithers into his mouth.
"Guffghk...!"
It is as thick as a fist, causing Jeremy to gurgle in shock. Then, another shadow emerges to rip open his clothes and grabs him by the throat. Just like that. Raising his plump body into the air.
"If you want to lose your tongue, go on and keep babbling your little mouth. Though it's not my hobby pulling someone else's tongue."
"Hmfgh...gffhhh...!"
Jeremy's eyes widen, eyes soaked in tears, and breath gasping. He doesn't expect this jackal to pull out shadow tentacles.
Jeremy tries to bite the shadow gagging his mouth, but it is shapeless and doesn't give him room to move his jaw. The blackness even changes its form and probed his mouth like a finger. And once it is done rubbing each and every nook of his soft mucous membrane, the tentacle suddenly becomes menacing, grabbing Jeremy's tongue as though it is going to rip it out.
"MMMFGGHH...MFFFGHHH!"
Jeremy panics. His mouth is shrieking muffled pleads. His legs frantically kick about. Eyes are bloodshot and nose running, gasping for air.
'Son of a b*tch!'
However, as his mind is blurred by the pain, Jeremy finds himself cursing at the jackal. His mind is as naked as his body right now.
"You sure are interesting."
Says Asterios genuinely interested. It is amazing how humans can still swear in this situation. He had never heard anyone curse like this before. People would immediately bow their heads down only at the mere mention of his name.
He thinks humans are narrow-minded and ungrateful creatures.
So Asterios holds Jeremy up even higher in the air to admire him. His brown hair is disheveled, his wet blue eyes are bloodshot looking as if they can pop out of their sockets at any moment, and some trails of saliva slide out of his little mouth and soak his scruffy stubble on his cheeks and chin. His pecs are large, his nipples are pink and swollen and elongated, his abs underneath look pretty. This human has a beautiful body.
"...I don't know what to do with you. You could be nice to me, but you'd probably throw a fit if I spanked you or threw you in a fire pit, and I can tell you're the most demanding, squeamish offering I've ever received."
"Mmph...mffgghh...ggffhh..."
Jeremy is almost out of breath now. His eyes flutter about to shut. Face messy of tears, swear, snout, and saliva.
"Hmffgh..."
Thud!
The jackal drops his body to the ground. Just like that. Near as Jeremy thinks he's going to die for real now.
"I could just kill you, but that would be a bit of a waste cause this is the first time I've ever taken a human as a sacrifice."
Looking down at the naked body on the ground, the jackal mulls over the shadows in his mouth. The flesh he'd thought was so beautiful is wheezing and shaking violently. His skin is glistening with sweat, and a pleasant heat radiates from his body.
And even though he just gets strangled, his p*nis still looks stiff and erect.
"...Oh, do you perhaps enjoy sadistic treatment?"
NOTE:
There was a lightning striking right beside my room, causing black out several times, and bam. My laptop died. I think it got the motherboard.