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Author Note: Warning, this chapter might appear dark to some. For those of you who aren't too fond of dark sexual scenes, I suggest you steer off after the three-dot indication
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The mood dampened after Vincent's briefing on the bandits.
'Perhaps I shouldn't have asked'.
His asking must have riled up certain thoughts in Vincent's mind, the kind he never wanted to remember.
"Vincent by any chance do you ha-".
"We are here". He interrupted.
Vincent pointed forward, taking the attention of Mikeal and Anna to a sizeable manhole on the ground.
"This is their hideout? Are you certain". Mikeal asked in disbelief.
The hole he was shown looks like the kind dug up by moles, those animals that are not as big as humans! Yeah, that type of hole.
Agreed that this hole is too big for the size of a mole, but what about the inside? Wouldn't it be too cramped for a group of bandits to reside in?!
"I have once trailed their tracks before, and this is where it led to".
"Hmm... So you intended on taking them head on but their capability was beyond your scope of reasoning. Does that sum it up". Mikeal surmised.
Vincent grunted his tongue in anger and frustration. The anger wasn't directed at Mikeal, it was at himself.
"You have no reason to worry anymore. I am here now, and I can promise that I will never allow the bandits to hurt you or your loved ones ever again". Mikeal promised.
His words placated his worries, they touched Vincent's pain and put his anger to sleep. It was weird how that could be.
A boy no more than a height not even up to his waist making such heavy promises with an unshaken confidence. For what would Vincent even assume the kid could be capable of something he could not do?
Under what basis is Vincent so foolish enough to believe in his promise? A promise without a valid backer to his words.
"Your Highness, this is too dangerous. There is no telling what is down there".
Anna peered her eyes into the hole to try and get a glimpse of what its inside looks like. The darkness however prevented her from seeing anything along with how narrow it is.
"Don't worry Anna. If truly they are down there, I have a plan to fish them out".
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He got closer to the frail girl lying helplessly on the floor like a damsel in distress.
"Come here you bitch".
He dragged her by the hair as he thrust his dick deep into her mouth, gagging her full to her throat.
He thrust her head back and forth of his own will, her mouth full and her eyes dripping with water from too much intake.
The man revelled in ecstasy, his face driven by great lust and his junk about to gush out from deepthroating.
Unable to contain himself any longer, he withdrew his dick from her mouth and laid her body on the floor. He turned her head to the ground and raised her plump buttocks to his side.
Looking at her pink colourful pussy, he rammed his dick straight into her and thrust at his own violent pace.
She let out a painful moan with each thrust penetrating deeper than the last. While he fucks her from behind, he had his hand move to grab her bosom and his second hand fingering her clitoris.
He had complete domination over her, making her his plaything and trying whatever position he so desired with her body.
The hefty man withdrew his dick and raised her head by her hair so he could blow his nut on her face. After that, he rigorously slapped his cock on her face and then left her alone.
He had a fun time with her and left her be while he lit up his cigar to take a puff.
The man had set the cigar on his lip and was in the process of lighting it up when his underling came running through the damp rocky room.
"Chief! Chief! There is an intruder!!". Yelled the underling, barging into the room with no door.
"Why the yelling. If there is an intruder, eliminate them. Don't come to me for an obvious order". He took two puffs as he scolded the underling.
"The thing is chief!!". He couldn't speak. He wanted to, but something prevented him from doing so.
Fear!! That is what was written on his face. The underling was so afraid that a description of the intruders refused to leave his mouth.
"Take me there". The chief commanded, leaving behind the soulless girl he just finished raping.
Before he left the room, he took with him his sword, a katana to be precise, on the other hand only putting on his pants and left his body bare.
They walked through the tight passage inside the underground cave, the path looking to the leader as the same path that leads to where their treasures are kept.
"Don't tell me!! The intruder has gotten to our treasure trove". He questioned, not even waiting for a response as he stormed past the underling that was leading the way.
He got to the treasure trove to see his men fully armed and blocking the way. When they saw that their leader had arrived, they paved the way for him to pass.
He walked through the centre and got to the front. There, he saw a boy with two adult, an adult female and an adult male.
The adult male looked familiar to the leader, but not the boy and the lady. Especially the lady whom he stared at lecherously, fantasizing over her illustrious figure.
Looking past those three, the leader noticed something that he thought of as a great catastrophe.
"Who!! Who the fucking hell among you killed my slaves". He roared, looking at the ground dyed in fresh blood littered with the death of the captured females.