Evil Is a Man

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APRIL 20th

The next morning, after two more morning rapes deep inside the sand, he carried me back into the palace. Tahir was knocking on his bedroom door just as we came.

"Here, he's all yours," Marutuk said, practically slapping me down in Tahir's arms. "And he better be fucking pregnant this time! I've filled him enough snake seed to father every person who ever walked the earth. "

"Yes, Shah."

Tahir carried me so much more gently than Marutuk as he held me against the white chest of another one of his tight kaftans. He shut my eyes as soon as we were around the corner.

"You are absolutely covered with sand. I'm not going to ask how it got there. I'm going to take you straight for a bath this morning."

He let his mongooses out of his apartment again after once again letting them jump on me and lick me.

He filled his bath and then laid me in face up. He diligently scrubbed the sand off my skin, and then turned me over on my side so he could reach my back. He scrubbed the sand off, and then warned me once again when he was about to wash my hole.

"What is this?" he asked.

He pulled open my hole in order to look inside me. And then there came a gasp. His fangs popped out, and his dick got hard again through the kaftan.

"He got sand all inside you. Sand! And it's caused more bleeding inside you than ever. How stupid can he be? Listen, you must be in all sorts of agony right now. I'm going to try so wash this sand off."

He put on latex gloves.

"This is going to hurt, I'm sure, but once I get the sand out, you should feel much better."

He started to stick his index finger inside me. He was right, the friction it made against the sand- covered cuts in me were agonizing, but he was very skilled at causing as little friction as possible while still very efficiently pulling the sand out of me.

"Of course, along with all this sand coming out of you comes his semen, which he would never approve of, but what can I do?"

He washed it all out of me, which I was all too thankful for. He finished soaping me up thoroughly, and then rinsed me. He put his robe on me and carried me back to my hospital bed. He still was hard and fanged as he dipped a finger in Parker's salve and stuck it all inside me, soothing the cuts instantly, making the pain go away.

After that, he had to give me my feeding tube, which was awful but necessary. He IVed me at the same time.

When he could finally disconnect me from the tube and the needle, he carried me out onto the blanket in the courtyard and continued where he left off with his book. It was very romantic, with my head supported by his strong bicep under that kaftan.

I noticed Blackbeard kept on biting and slipping under my blue robe.

"Blackbeard, you scoundrel, stop trying to invade Jake's private areas! I truly am sorry. There is a rational explanation for his behavior this time. You see, I usually spend the morning courtyard sun playing pirates with the mongooses. And that blue robe usually serves as our imaginary sea. Would you mind terribly if I went through with my routine? I think that will end up calming them down so they will stop disturbing you."

I wanted to say I didn't mind at all, but he seemed to get the idea. He left me there and returned from his apartment with a bunch of items. The largest was a crude, wooden toy-ship that was about the size of a wheelbarrow.

"Here is the ship we play with."

He set it down on the edge of my robe.

"Jim Hawkins, here's your hat."

He had a miniature, black triangle hat and put it on the smallest mongoose, a male, making him look adorable.

"And here's your hair, my lady Jacquotte Delahaye."

Thahir fastened a miniature red wig to the female mongoose. Both she and Jim actually climbed aboard the miniature ship, looking carefully at Tahir.

"Because Blackbeard always rips off his costumes and shreds them, I stopped making them for him. But he likes to pretend he's my parrot, don't you, sir?"

The last prop was a black pirate hat, this one not the least bit miniature. He placed it on his head. Suddenly, I could see exactly why he had grown his hair long. He looked just like a pirate with the hat on, but a much more handsome one than I had ever seen. As soon as the pirate hat went on, Blackbeard knew what was going on and jumped on Tahir's shoulder.

"Did ya miss ye favorite, ol' Captain Farhat, mateys?" Suddenly, I felt like Tahir was completely gone, so replaced by this silly character. "We got a new recruit, a green gilled sailor by the name of Jake who still has no sea legs to speak of, so ya better treat him extra good. Jacquotte, furl that sail!"

The female mongoose yipped and played with the toy sail.

"Shiver me timbers, we are under attack! Jim, get that fire in the hole! Blow the man down!"

Jim jumped up and down happily.

This went on for another twenty minutes before Captain Farhat called it a day and put away his toys.

"You probably think the whole lot of us are insane, with our pirate alter egos. Well, you're most definitely right. All this time alone has made us all too mentally unwell. But I hope you can accept us anyway."

I wanted to say I thought he was very bizarre, but endearingly so. The mongooses left us alone, taking off to hunt, and Tahir returned to his reading, but this time, he used his Captain Farhat accent/persona whenever he read the dialogue of a suitably irascible character.

I wanted time to slow to a crawl, but instead it was all too soon that our time was up and Tahir sadly announced I was needed by the Shah. He gave me another blood test, stripped me down, and then delivered me to the throne room.

This time, Marutuk was so distracted yelling at the frightened Butler Ajam that he didn't even seem to acknowledge Tahir as he came into the room or invite him to stay and watch. Tahir left the room, saying he was working on my lab tests, and Marutuk started to screw me again from underneath me on his throne, his jewelry hurting me a bit less since I had that wonderful salve inside me.

"The bedroom modifications need to go twice as fast. I don't know why it is taking the engineers this long, but I blame you, Butler."

"I'm desperately sorry, Your Excellence," she said. "But the engineers have been instructed that you are never to be disturbed by their work when you are actually in the room. So, they can't work through the nights."

"That's true, the last my cobra-mother and I want to hear while we are romancing at night is those fools clumsily tinkering around our room. But we're not there every night. Last night, for example, we slept outside. So, here's what I need from the engineers. They should be ready, at any time of day, to start work whenever we leave that room."

"Yes, Your Excellence, I'll let them know."

"Now, Butler, tell the guards to bring in the birthday tributes."

And then even though I had one-upped Marutuk in the physical pain game, he dealt a searing blow to my dignity as he called in a way bigger crowd than had seen me getting raped the previous day, absolutely filling his throne room with scared and obsequious birthday tributes as well as palace guards there to keep them in line. Every single one of them looked at who the Shah had on his lap, screwing. There was no way to hide my face from their judging eyes.

"Don't hesitate," he said to a couple of tributes who seemed unsure if seeing us going at it on the throne meant they should leave and come back another time. "Me and my committed one are trying to get pregnant," he said. "So, that means constant copulations like these, even through business."

He made no mention of me being paralyzed or being forced into my position. I hoped they could tell with their own eyes how I was paralyzed, but a lot of them were looking at me like I was some super slut.

One of them started to bring an offering, and normalcy was restored, with them all getting in line. I realized that there was one good thing about getting raped in front of a huge crowd: with me on his lap on him holding my body up, he couldn't get up to kill anyone whose gift he didn't like.

When the first young man stripped naked and pledged himself to Marutuk, and then tried to come up and get on his lap, Marutuk kicked him away.

"Pledging yourself to me is good enough," he said. "I don't need any of you coming up and offering blood or sex to me. I have all the blood and sex I need from my promised one. None of you would ever compare to me now."

After that, any of the twenty-five year olds who came in just pledged themselves to him, but didn't take it any further. None of them stripped.

"Your Excellency, here's my finest rugs of the year," said a rug maker, unrolling and showing off the fine rugs.

"One of these has a small stain in it. And you dare think that is good enough for me?"

"I'm sorry, my eyes are going bad, I'll take it away and bring a better one."

And then Marutuk proved my theory wrong. He amazingly got up off the throne, using his left hand to support me against him. At the same time, he pulled out his dagger with his right hand and sliced open the throat of the poor, astonished rugmaker. The cruel Marutuk didn't even stop thrusting into me as he murdered the innocent man over a stain I couldn't even see.

"Let that be a lesson to all the rest of you not to shortchange the Shah," he said.

I started to faint, which I welcomed, but he slapped me on the face.

Another body lay on the ground before the last of the tributes came through. After she was killed, he came inside me, and then just held me in place to milk himself as the tributes and guard left.

"Vizier Bazzi, why does it seem like there are fewer birthday tributes since I woke up than the last time I was awake? Has our population dwindled?"

He smiled his greasy smile. "It may be because while you were sleeping, we made this event optional, for only those people who thought they really deserved to honor you."

"No, that's soft madness if I've ever heard it. If you don't want me to come over there and separate you from another finger, you'll make everyone required to come to these occasions on their birthdays."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

I realized something about the Vizier and the Butler, and actually a lot of the guards here. While at first I thought they were untrustworthy, I realized all these people were legitimately crazy from being bullied by the Shah. Tahir seemed to be the only one who had his sanity intact, but even he admitted to being a bit loopy due to the awful life he was forced to live.

Just as he crossed my mind, Tahir reappeared. He told Marutuk that the pregnancy test was still negative, but he was too busy to even seem to hear this. Instead, he tossed me into Tahir's arms and told him to go.

Soon, I felt loads better about life as I was back in Tahir's clinic wearing a robe.

Tahir disappeared for a moment and then reappeared with a vial of liquid and a needle. "Do you see this? This is another little wonder my friendship with Parker Logan produced. I asked him to come up with an antidote to the Shankar Blood's paralyzing venom, and he delivered."

Once again, I said a silent prayer and thanks for Parker.

"Nobody knows this exists but me, and now you. So now, I may be about to do something completely foolish and use this to wake you up. You see, I need to trust you that you won't try running away from me. Because if he ever found out about this, he would not only kill me, he would likely have whoever is left in my family killed as well."

I wanted to tell him that I wouldn't do that to him, but of course, nothing came out.

"If I were to use this, I would need to bite you before I delivered you back to him this evening. Because I couldn't possibly deliver an un-paralyzed person back to him, since his venom is way too strong to wear off like that. I would let you fake the paralysis, but you never really could. And so, if I went with my feelings here and used this, I would have to bite you myself right before I returned you, inflicting you with my own venom."

I again wanted to beg him to proceed.

"I would have given this to you this morning, but I had to get you to his lunchtime molestation. My venom is much more temporary than his. I was worried it wouldn't last the entire time. But the afternoon works perfectly because he told me he always gives you your daily dose of venom in the evening, soon after I deliver you back."

I wanted to agree with all of it.

"So now, I just have to decide if I'm going to trust you enough to do this to you. It's bizarre how much I feel for someone who hasn't been able to say more than two words to me. For all I know, you could betray me to him, trying to use my betrayal as a sort of compensation to help improve your situation with him. And while I'm aware that is a possibility, my heart is telling me to trust you."

He filled up the syringe with liquid.

"I hope my heart is right. This could hurt, I'm warning you."

He held my hand tight. And then he stuck the syringe in my arm, and injected me with the liquid.

It didn't hit me right away. But once it did, boy did it hit me. One breath I was totally frozen, the next I was completely normal.

I took desperate breaths. I felt like I had just escaped drowning somehow. I blinked on my own free will. And the first thing I was able to do was squeeze his hand.

He gasped at that touch. "Welcome back, Jake."

I lunged myself forward, sitting up.

"Don't try to go too fast!"

"I feel amazing. You cannot understand how good it feels to be able to move again. And I have you to thank for trusting me."

I was so moved, I reached over and hugged him.

He stood there as frozen as I had just been. "Oh my! I don't want you to feel you have to show your gratitude for me in such a physical manner."

"I'm not hugging you out of a sense of payment. I'm hugging you because that's what I want to do most now that I can finally choose my actions."

"Well, in that case," he said, and he put his strong, kaftan-covered arms around me, reciprocating the hug.

This day's kaftan was no less tight or revealing than the others, and I benefited by being able to feel his large pecs against my face as I hugged him. For the first time, my thigh was pressed against his package, which was a soft but an impressive weight against me. But soon, I could feel his dick harden a bit as we hugged, and mine did the same. It felt so good that I could get hard again from my own free-will.

I hugged him as long as I could without things getting weird, and perhaps a bit longer, before pulling away. I jumped off the bed and walked out of the room.

"Where are you going?"

"There's something I have to do right away."

There was a shower room I had noticed before. I went in there, disrobed, and then turned on the shower. I didn't even wait for the warm water to start.

He knocked and looked in on me, careful not to look at anything beyond my head over the shower divider. "You're bathing."

"I need to get his revolting cum out of me. It sickens me to have such an evil man's milk in me."

Since I had that part of me protected from his eyes, I washed myself out with soap, getting all of the goo out of me but in the process getting the last of the salve out, making the scrapes sting real bad from the soap.

"I cannot get pregnant! I will not be ready to have kids for a good ten years, and I when I do get pregnant, it's not going to be by Satan's spawn. I don't know what I would do if I became pregnant with his child."

"I understand and sympathize completely. Pregnancies are supposed to be the happiest moments of someone's life. It's never meant to follow brutal rape. He deserves a horrible death just for the rape alone, not to mention all the innocents he's killed. But we cannot kill him without killing all vampires, that's why I'm bound to him."

"Not all vampires," I said. "He's been lying about being the father to the other Bloods, his twin sister did that by mating with a One. He's never actually impregnated anyone. He's just the father of the Shankar Blood because he turned humans here to vampires ages ago, starting their line. So, it's just Shankar Blood vampires who would die."

"Which is 99% of all vampires I've known. Even though he constantly manages to outdo himself with foul deeds, we cannot bring an end to him without taking out a whole race as collateral damage."

"I know that. I'm not suggesting we kill him. This is all my fault. If I hadn't woken him up, he'd still be rotting away on his throne. I had no idea he would be so bad."

"Nobody warned you, you can't blame yourself. You've stopped cleaning out inside yourself and yet you're still scrubbing soap all over yourself. I think you're clean!"

"I just needed to get his smell off me. I'm done now."

I washed off and started to towel myself.

"I think it's very sweet how you won't look at me naked now even though you had to bathe me a couple times before."

"I think what the Shah has done to violate you leaves such a horrible stain on the reputation of my Blood that the least I can do is not visually assault you needlessly. Especially considering I'm supposed to be your doctor."

"Ugh, my insides really sting right now. I absolutely hate bottoming, it hurts so much. And this is not the first time I've been raped like this. I wish so badly I could kill him. He deserves it for what he's done to me alone."

"I agree entirely."

"Can I get more of Parker's salve inside me?"

"Um, you want me to put it inside you?"

"Not you. I can do it just fine on my own."

"Right, I'll get it." He brought it to me.

I stuck some on my finger and stuck it inside me. It stopped the stinging immediately. I washed off and put the robe back on.

"I can get you a proper pair of clothes to wear if you'd like. I'm sure you're tired of that robe."

"No, the robe is fine. I like the way it smells. But what I need is a cell phone. Have those been introduced here yet?"

"Yes, I have one of those."

We walked to his desk in the clinic hall and he gave me his phone.

I wanted to message Big Horn and Helina to let them know what was happening with me.

Then I changed my mind. I wouldn't be surprised if they ended up leading some plot to rescue me, which would likely end up in their deaths. I couldn't risk that. So, I instead left it vague about my situation and told them to keep looking after Pavlov.

I considered messaging Ahmad and my mother to tell them I was fine too, but didn't want to have to come up for an explanation why I was messaging them with someone else's phone.

"I'm sort of hungry. Well, more desiring to chew real food and drink real water than anything."

"I haven't had food in my apartment for years, or else I'd offer to make you lunch. But wait here, I'll be back with some food from the palace kitchen."

He left me alone, and there wasn't anything else to do but sit outside in the gorgeous courtyard, even though it was warm out, and play with the mongooses as I half continued to read Treasure Island. But I was able to kneel down properly and give a good long overdue prayer session.

He was back in a surprisingly short amount of time, with a healthy lunch with grilled chicken, salad, rice, hummus and pita bread. And a cool water.

"I was worried for a moment that I didn't tell you to get me something healthy, but I guess when you have a doctor ordering for you, you need not worry."

"Quite right. I'll keep the mongooses off you while you are eating. They won't eat your food, but they won't understand that you don't want them crawling all over your lap while you try to eat. Blackbeard, to me!"

"Mmm, it feels so good to chew and taste again. Thanks so much for doing this for me!" I reached out and grabbed his hand. "You know, your friend Parker Logan? I actually was dating him when his brother killed him. We were totally in love. He died in my arms."

He leaned over and out his arm around me. "I'm so sorry," he said. "He was such a great man."

"Yes he was."

"I can't even begin to say how badly I feel for you. This is a tragedy, truly."

"Yes, it was. That's why, as soon as you mentioned you had such a long-standing friendship with him, I knew you were an exceptional person who could be trusted. Parker wouldn't have been friends with anything less."

"I'll try and live up to his expectations."

"I feel like he's connected us himself. His last words were pleading me to forget about him, so I won't betray him by bringing him up now. I want to get to know you now. He is gone, and we are still alive, after all."

"Maybe it was Parker speaking to me that told me I should trust you with my life after just hearing two words from you. For I know that any love of his must truly be one spectacular individual."

He kissed me on the hand, and then pulled away his hand suddenly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that, I did it completely on instinct. It was totally inappropriate."

"I thought it was sweet, really."

I grabbed his hand and kissed it back.

"Were they at all suspicious when you picked up this food?" I asked as I finished the last bite.

"No, because I told them it was my lunch."

"Wait a second. Was this your lunch? Did you already eat?"

"No. It's fine, I am happy to give up my lunch for you."

"I would have never have let myself eaten all your lunch if I had known. I'm so sorry."

"It's the least I can do, considering you're stuck in a nightmare come to life these past few days. Anything else you've been dying to do since you've been paralyzed?"

"My muscles feel so week. Is there a way to workout here?"

"I understand completely, but I haven't gotten them to put in a gym here."

"I can just run in circles in the courtyard."

"The hallway of the clinic wraps around this clinic, making a loop. Why don't you run there where it's air conditioned? The AC was one modern feature I absolutely made sure my clinic had."

"Wonderful."

Tahir found me some sneakers and socks that fit me and soon I was running laps around the empty clinic.

"You don't have to run with me," I said when Tahir started to run beside me. "I'm not going to fall over."

"How do you know I'm not just getting some exercise? Pushing my heart and lungs to their limits?"

"If that was the case, you'd need to run faster than a train, I'm sure."

"Alright, you caught me. Honestly, I just am enjoying your company so much that they idea of doing something else and waiting for you to finish your run makes me thoroughly upset."

"That's sweet, I'm glad to have your company as well, Tahir."

"And it seems like I'm not the only one who you've seduced into running with you. Look behind you."

I spun my head around. "Blackbeard!"

The troublesome mongoose was running at my heels, looking like we were playing around just for his sake.

"I'll have it be known that I would never try looking up under the back of your robe as your running, like he's been doing. As sweet as the view may be, that would not be in line with my medical ethics. This is what I meant about him being such a troublemaker. He is just as much a part of this clinic as I am, and therefore a medical professional."

"Clearly Blackbeard did not take his Hippocratic Oath as seriously as you have."

As we ran, we kept talking. At first, it was me going over as much of my history as I could. When I got too out of breath, he took over, telling me about his early years with his family. I noticed there wasn't any talk about any old love interests. When I asked him about that, he told me at the time he was too into his career for dating, though he regrets that attitude in hindsight.

I almost didn't want to stop running because I was having such a good time talking to him, but I knew that was silly, so I ended it and took a shower.

"You are bathing yourself again? It's your third time so far."

"I'm very clean."

"That's good to know. I'll make sure and hold you to that standard in the future when you are paralyzed and can't voice your opinion. But I see no issue with giving you a shot of anti-venom every day. Anything else you'd like to do with your time?"

I yawned. "I know this is weird, but I'm feeling sleepy. The Shah hasn't been letting me get much sleep at night. Can I just stretch out on the blanket and nap?"

"Are you sure you don't want to nap in your bed, where it's cool?"

"No, I'm sick of being in bed. It's not so hot outside, now that the afternoon is waning."

"Are you sure? Because my Blood is great with heat, I can't always tell when others are too hot."

I walked outside into the courtyard, followed by Tahir.

"Yes, I'm positive."

"Okay. Anything I can work on getting done for you while you are napping?"

"No. Actually, I have a favor to ask you."

"Anything."

"I'd like you to lie down on the blanket beside me and read to me as I fall asleep."

"I'd love to."

I laid down on his back and held the book on his right hand, reading out loud.

I put my head against his kaftan-covered pecs, inhaled his sweet scent, and started to drift off with his left hand rubbing my back affectionately.

I fell into a blissful sleep.

When I awoke, the late sun was setting, turning the desert sky above us a romantic shade of yellow.

Unexpectedly, Tahir had fallen asleep himself, still on his back, still with that strong hand on my upper back. In my sleep, I had moved from just having my head on his chest to having my whole body pressed against his, using his body as a mattress, apparently. Though we were still fully dressed, I could feel his large package with my own through his kaftan. Adorably, two of the mongooses were curled up and sleeping against his body, but one was very much awake and chewing on Tahir's fez.

I felt like I had molested him in his sleep, so I rolled off his package before I woke him up.

"Tahir."

"Hmm?"

"I don't think we have much time left."

He opened his eyes. "I'm so sorry, I never meant to fall asleep like that. Oh no, we're almost late. If my laziness ends up hurting you in any way I will cut off of my fingers without the Shah's assistance to pay penance."

"We're going to be fine. We'll just have to rush."

"Are you ready for me to paralyze you again?" he asked me. "Wow, it actually hurts just to say those words. I can't believe I'm being forced to hurt someone I care about so much."

"You are not to feel guilt. I'm the one who got myself into this. But before you bite me, can we plan tomorrow out?"

"I'll give you the anti-venom shot tomorrow afternoon, just like I did today."

"I'll have something to look forward to tonight then." I smiled.

"And in the morning, I'll put more of Parker's anesthetic in."

"But you have to wash all of his slime out of me first. I HATE feeling that juice of his inside me, it makes me so ill. Give me a bath before you do anything else to me, please."

"Alright, I will. And then I'll apply the serum."

"Wait a second," I said. "On second thought, forget the serum. I take seriously Parker's warning about addiction. I've used it enough already."

"But won't the pain be unbearable?"

"Hmm. Why don't you rub some of your blood into me?"

"He would definitely notice that. I can't do it."

"Even if you wash it out later?"

"Is there any chance he might be licking you down there?"

I nodded.

"No, he will for sure taste the blood and know it doesn't belong to you."

"What about your saliva? You could lick your finger and stick it inside me."

"I wish, but that healing effect really only works if applied with the tongue. Are you asking me to lick you there?"

"No, I would never ask anyone that. That would be so disgusting for you."

"That wouldn't be the least bit unappealing to me. In fact, just the opposite. I feel like I'd be getting sexual pleasure out of something that is just a medical procedure for you."

"No, if you would enjoy that method, then I insist you do it. It really is better for me in the long run than getting addicted to pain killers."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive. You can do it to me lying here, just like this, with me in your arms."

"Alright, I will. Ready now?"

"Wait, I have to piss!"

"Hurry!"

I ran off towards the bathroom, urinated, washed my hands of course, and then flew back to Tahir on blanket. "Where do you need to bite me?"

"The venom will take hold regardless of where I bite you, but hitting a major artery will make venom the most powerful, which we need. So, how about the throat?"

"Okay," I said, lying on my back on the blanket and stretching out my throat for him. "How does this look?"

"Very appetizing."

"Bon jour."

He kissed my throat for a moment.

"You're not biting me."

"I'm sorry, I appear to be fang-shy."

"What's the problem? Are you not attracted to me?" I asked that without judgment, if he said that was true, I would not hold it against him.

"I can't remember ever being more attracted to someone than I am with you," he admitted.

"Then what's the problem?"

"I suppose the thought of using a venom on you that has always before been saved for my enemies leaves me cold."

"We don't have time for me to try and convince you otherwise! We need to move! Wait, before your fangs came out when I was bleeding and you smelled my blood."

"Yes, but you're not bleeding now."

"Do you have something to prick me with? A pin?"

"I have a diabetic blood tester."

"Hurry and get it!"

He rushed off and retrieved it from the clinic. He put it in my hands, and I used it to scratch my neck, causing just a tiny drop of appear. He was ninety degrees from my body, his head coming from the side, seeming so he would only touch me with his head and hands and not with his body.

"Oh god!" he said, staring at the blood, and sniffing it. "It is so, so beautiful. And it smells just as sweet."

His fangs popped out finally. At the same time, he didn't notice that I could see his package in the tight skirt of the kaftan go amazingly hard, showing off the shape of a massive rod.

"Good, now hurry up and bite me! I'm supposed to be there by now!"

He couldn't look me in the eyes; his stare was transfixed on the blood. "This could hurt at first."

"I'll be fine, just hurry."

He felt his fangs sinking into my throat right where the prick had been. He started to howl in ecstasy, as much as he could manage through his lips locked against me. His enrapt body displayed his pleasure was all too intense.

Yes, at first, they did hurt. But then that pleasure came fast, drowning away the pain. Because I really liked the owner of the fangs, my sexual response was even greater than usual, not just getting hard but actually aching to be with him. But I knew we didn't have time.

"Oh god, you taste so much better than I have ever dreamed, I cannot stand it."

"Why am I still able to talk back to you and complain about being late?"

"Your blood is making me so delirious I can't think straight."

"That's very sweet, but just inject me with the venom now! Please!"

"Alright, here it comes."

He lodged both his huge fangs fully into my throat. His whole body tensed up, as if he were orgasming, but instead of liquid down there, I felt hot liquid being released out of the tips of his fangs, filling my throat with his sweet warmth.

My throat and head went numb first, and then the hot venom reached the rest of my body, paralyzing me. It was the first time I was glad to be paralyzed.

Apparently releasing his venom proved to be sexually exciting for him as well, because I could see, under that tight, white kaftan, his rod shake on its own accord, and then I noticed a huge gush come out of the tip.

Suddenly, his white kaftan went from dry and white to totally wet and translucent in a matter or moments, as more and more hot cream shot out of his dick and hushed everywhere.

He looked down at himself and gasped. "Oh my god, oh god, no. I'm so sorry, this is absolutely mortifying, I never meant to do that, you have to believe me. Oh god, look at me, I'm soaked. I know you would kill me if you were still able right now but I can't carry you like this. There's no way to cover this up or hide it. And if the Shah saw me delivering his naked, beautiful mate covered in his own semen, he would kill me without even asking questions."

He lifted me into his arms, holding me out this time to keep me away from his soaked chest.

"You're going to hate me but I have to change first. I have to go to my apartment."

He ran at superhuman speed up to his apartment, me in his arms. He kicked open the door and ran into his bedroom, taking the time to set me gently on the bed when he should have just tossed me.

"You will save me my last sliver of dignity if you look away from me right now."

But he forgot that I couldn't not look at something unless someone turned my head away or shut my eyes themselves, and he wasn't looking at me to see for himself that I was still looking at him.

He loosened the cloth belt/sash of his kaftan and yanked it up over his head, leaving his naked for the first time. His back was flexed with ripped, lean muscle, his light-brown skin totally smooth and absolutely flawless. His large calves even seemed most hairless, as did his thick hamstrings and ripped butt.

"I am so sorry, so sorry. The last thing I should be doing right now is getting off when we are both under such extreme circumstances, I know that. It's a betrayal of your trust in me. That was the least medically professional moment of my entire career, let me assure you."

He turned to face and walk towards his dresser, and I saw his naked body from the front for the first time, and he was deliriously beautiful. His huge, hard dick was beautifully hairless and totally symmetrical, looking so different from Marutuk yet so beautiful to my judgment. He only had a small pubic patch of soft, black curls, no other sign of hair on him. His balls were gorgeous, and his large dickhead was dark purple in color, and covered in wetness.

"It's just that your blood. It isn't just that your blood is the best tasting blood in existence. It's that your blood is astronomically more powerful than whoever has the second best tasting blood in the world. I cannot taste it without being driven into a sexual frenzy."

He used his old kaftan to wipe his wonderful dick clean of his cum, his hard rod finally starting to soften.

"Combined with the fact that and having you so close to me recently for all this time has been raising my sex drive like mad. I've masturbated a few times a day just to make sure my libido would stay low and professional around you, and yet, this still happens."

He pulled a fresh kaftan over his head, but he looked in the mirror and frowned at the huge bulge his still hard dick was leaving. "I am still in an unprofessional state. Do you think I have time to ice myself off? No. Ah well, I suppose I can use your body to block people's views from it. And here we go."

He walked to the bed and made to lift me. I wanted to remind him to take his robe off me, but I could not.

"Oh, I just cannot let you leave without me saying one last time how mortifyingly humbled I am at my actions. I am so sorry to have to expose that to you."

He lifted me up in his arms, this time holding my body against his body, and I could feel his hardness pressed against me.

"I'm sorry if you can feel that, but it's the only way to keep me blocked."

He ran out of his apartment and then out of the clinic, into the palace proper. Just before he was about to jump into view in a busy hall, he gasped and stopped short, skidding to a halt.

"Your robe! I'm so sorry."

He yanked the robe off and hid it under a fancy rug. When he pulled me to his body again, there was even more of a feeling of his rod since it was pressed against my naked side. That and perhaps me being naked made it even bigger.

He hadn't closed my eyes that time, so I saw him walk through the palace, past the guards and workers, all of them looking at us briefly, but not too amazed to see me, as naked as I was. Tahir ran every time we were alone, but walked when others were looking so as to not arouse suspicion.

The last hallway was totally deserted, so Tahir ran as fast as he could down it. When he reached Marutuk's door, I thought he would run us right into it, but he amazingly stopped on a dime and knocked.

"It's Dr. Farhat here with Jake, Your Excellency."

Marutuk slammed open the door. All of his hulking muscles looked tense, and his face was anything but sweet. "You're late," he growled. He ripped me out of Tahir's arms.

Once I was out of his arms, I could plainly see Tahir's huge hardon pressed through his kaftan, and prayed Marutuk would not look down.

"I am very sorry, Your Excellency."

He pulled up his dagger with his free hand and licked the blade. "Do you have an excuse for disobeying me?"

"Yes, You're Excellency. I decided at the last minute to run Jake's pregnancy test before I dropped him off. It meant keeping him a bit longer, but I thought it better than to interrupt your, um, romances."

"Our fucking."

"Yes, that. I thought it better to tell you now before you get started so you wouldn't be bothered by my company later on."

"I suppose that makes sense." He dropped the knife, turned, and walked me into the room. Which meant he wasn't looking at Tahir, which was a good thing.

"And you two, I'm sure, will have another busy night ahead of you since the test was still negative."

"Damn. Okay, yes. Whatever it takes."

"So, Your Excellency, you'll be biting him soon? To inject more paralysis venom?"

"Not for a few hours still."

"What?" Tahir asked, echoing my thoughts. "I thought you always gave him his nightly venomous bite at the same time of day, early evening."

"That's usually true, but last night I injected him twice."

"Twice?"

"I know you are always warning me that my venom could be so strong that injecting someone more than once a day could leave them permanently paralyzed, but sometimes I just cannot resist biting him. He tastes so good."

"All of our Blood are able to bite without using our venom, you know. I could teach you."

"Of course I know that! Most of the time I bite, I'm not using the venom. But when I get to use the venom freely, not holding back, like I have been able to with him now. You know how it feels. It's like a release. It's like blowing cobra seed. So, last night I was so riled up I just couldn't resist myself. I had to do it a second time. Didn't even wake him up, I'm that sneaky. But my indulgence means I will have to wait longer than usual tonight as a result."

I hated that man.

Tahir knew that this could potentially be devastating for us. "Why wait?"

"Hmm?"

"If you are so turned on by injecting your venom into him, why wait? You should just bite him now and not worry about it not being twenty-four hours."

"Wait a second, aren't you supposed to warn me of the dangers of hurting Jake instead of telling me to ignore those risks in order to satisfy my sexual cravings? Actually, I might like you better than ever before. But if Jake is really at risk, I need to know."

"With him being the One, I don't think it should matter if you give him his venom early tonight."

"Oh, excellent! You hear that, love? I can inject my cobra venom into you a thousand times a day, if I please. You are going to become my living pin-cushion!"

"Wait a second, what am I thinking?" asked Tahir. "I forgot how human-like the One's systems are. Once a day really is the only safe application."

"Aww, too bad. Love, I guess you'll be waiting a few hours after all for another one for another one of my hot venom-loads. Will there be anything else, Doctor?"

Tahir glanced at me with inner desperation that could not be expressed. "Um, yes, actually. I have more services to provide tonight, if needed."

"Oh? I know what this is about."

"You, you do?" he asked nervously.

"Yes, I do." He smiled evilly. "You are trying to make good on that raincheck I gave you to let you force a blowjob out of Jake while I watch. I suppose I would agree to that, as long as none of your seed came anywhere near his ass, and as long as you never touched him sexually when I'm not there."

"Well, that's a very kind offer of you, but that's not what I was asking for. I'm offering to look after him for the rest of the night. Since I know how busy you are with all your Shah duties, Your Excellency."

"I'm all done with my duties for today, thanks."

"But you look so worn out from such a long day. I can take Jake off your hands tonight, so you can get some rest. I'll be sure to return him before his paralysis wears off."

"That's very kind, Doctor. All the killing I've had to do today to get these people back in worshiping order has taken its toll on my muscles, to be sure. But instead of relaxing, my way of treating myself is with a good fucking of Jake. So, I'm ordering you to leave now."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

He was able to give me a look of desperation when Marutuk wasn't looking, and shut the door.

"I hunger for dinner," Marutuk said. He left me lying alone in bed while he fed himself downstairs.

Fifteen minutes later, the paralysis started to wear off. It didn't happen quickly, like it had with Tahir's shot. Instead, it happened agonizingly slow, body part by body part. At first, my muscles just twitched uncontrollably, but then they numbed fully.

Forty-five minutes after he had left, the effects were totally gone. I pondered using my freedom somehow to my advantage before he got back, but knew he wouldn't exactly bother knocking when he came back, and if he caught me out of bed he would likely kill Tahir.

No, I knew I had to stay in the exact position he left me in, lying on my back in bed, and act like I was still paralysed.

He came back through the door before I really had much of a chance to practice. I concentrated on keeping my breaths and eye blinks completely rhythmic and steady. Those were the only pieces of me that needed to move on their own. Other than that, I needed to stay totally still.

He came and looked down at me with sharp focus, and I figured he must have realized something was wrong. He opened my mouth, and I had to focus to let him do it without moving.

"Look at that pretty mouth," he said. "My one regret in all this is that I've been so focused on getting my King Cobra seed inside your eggs that I haven't been able to give your pretty mouth the love it deserves too. If there was a way to impregnate you through your throat, believe me, I'd be making you swallow just as much seed as I put in your lower parts."

Just in saying all that, his dick had turned hard, and fears in me that he was looking at with me with suspicion left. Instead, he dipped one of his massive, purple-tan balls into my mouth.

My kneejerk reaction was to bite at him. It took all my resolve to keep my mouth open and let him do as he pleased.

"That's the god-making ammunition-holder you have in your mouth. There are only two like it in the world, so you will show it the respect you owe it."

He dipped it up and down in me, while I had to just lie there and let him abuse me. He stopped with the first sack and started in on the second, but not without more arrogant words. The worst part was when he got one of his black, wiry pubes, which came down onto the upper part of his balls, caught between one of my teeth. He didn't even notice he had done that, but it made me so want to gag and spit it out, yet again, I had to focus on not moving.

And then he pulled his balls away and started to stick his huge unit in my mouth, jewelry and all. It was so difficult to let him abuse my mouth without ever gagging or even moving my tongue.

I almost choked on him as he went all the way down on me suddenly, and I jumped a bit. Luckily, he was so into the pleasure that he hadn't noticed my slip up, and I focused on not letting myself choke on him.

"Oh, I wish I could give your throat the seed it begs for, but every last Cobra sperm is like gold and can't be wasted."

With that, he violently flipped me over, and I had to focus on letting myself hit the bed awkwardly, causing the front of me pain, and not bracing myself against the impact.

And then he was inside my hole, just like that, no lube needed, and my insides burned so much with horrible pain as he scratched me anew with his jewelry that I wanted to cry out, yet I muffled myself. And the rape was even more violent than normal and extra slow, and I had to just lie there like an obedient victim when all I wanted to do was fight back. I had to fight back the tears and keep my breathing steady.

After he came, after he had flooded me, once again with much talk about his god-making cobra seed, he fell asleep inside me without biting me, but did shut my eyes first. How I wanted to fall asleep then too. I was suddenly exhausted, and his stillness was creating a reduction in the pain, but I was too worried I'd move around in my sleep and get discovered.

And so, I forced myself to stay awake for hours, never moving my body or even taking a longer breath. It was agonizing.

When he finally woke up again in the middle of the night, he raped me again, and I once again had to keep my cool during the pain.

Only after he was done using me a second time did he decide to bite me finally.

"Oh yeah, take all my venom inside your body, take it all like a good little snake-wife!"

I felt the paralysis hit me, and for once I welcomed it. That time, when he fell asleep, I gladly fell asleep as well, saying prayers in my head that God would help me do something about this monstrosity inside me.

APRIL 21st

That morning, it felt so good again when Tahir showed up in Marutuk's room and whisked me away in his gentle arms.

"Just as you asked of me, I'm taking you straight for your bath this morning."

He took me directly to his apartment, stopping just long enough it took the mongooses good morning to me before whisking me off to his bathroom, where he already had a warm tub of water waiting. He lowered me into the water and began washing me.

"I'm so remorseful that I wasn't able to keep him from waiting until before your paralysis wore off before biting you again," he said as he worked. "But, I take it from having no word from the Shah that anything was unusual last night that he must have been so drawn to you that he bit you early again soon after I left."

He showed me a syringe of Parker's anti-venom.

"I'm waiting anxiously for this afternoon, when I'll be able to administer another dose of this. But for now, I'll clean his semen out of you, as you asked."

He put on latex gloves and turned me on my side on the tub.

"This time, I'm purposefully keeping my face away so as not to embarrass myself with my fangs. I'm going to insert my index finger into your rectum now. I know you must be in a lot of pain, as I can see the blood on you, so I'll be as slow and gentle as possible."

He kept his word, slowly entering my hole, though even as gentle as he was, the pain was intense. He washed both the semen and the blood out of me thoroughly.

"There, all done."

He emptied the bath, toweled me off, and then carried me, still naked, outside. He set me down on the blanket, face down.

"I know you wanted me to lick and heal your rectum wounds here as soon as possible."

I could feel him approach my rear with his face.

"I just realized how uncomfortable you look. The floor is so hard, even with a blanket down. Yesterday you seemed the most comfortable out here when I was serving as your mattress, so I'll serve the same purpose once again."

He lifted me up off the ground, and sat down on the ground while he held me. He leaned back, and positioned me upside down and lying on his body. He tucked both my knees underneath me on each side of his head. This put his mouth right at my butt, with my face pressed into his kaftan-covered abs.

"I'm giving you due warning that I'm about to start licking."

But as soon as I felt his warm breath on me, I was surprised by sharpness against me.

"I do apologize, those were my fangs extracting. I've managed not to further wound you, don't worry."

I could see that the package in his kaftan hardened and enlarged tremendously all of the sudden.

"Okay, here I go."

I felt his lips on my hole, and then his warm tongue went inside me, lapping up at the blood there, and making my wounds heal. He moved his tongue as far into me as it would go, healing all he was capable of.

At the same time, as soon as his tongue tasted my blood, beneath his kaftan, his dick once again didn't just harden under that white fabric, it started to erupt cream all over his lower body, soaking both of us in his warmth.

He pulled away from my rear. "I can't believe my behavior, I'm an absolute fiend. Apologizing a thousand times will not absolve me of my transgressions. I've taken advantage of you in the worst way."

He pulled off his soaked kaftan and threw it on the floor.

"I'm sorry, we are both so covered that nothing will do but to wash us both."

I wondered, and perhaps hoped, that he would have us take a bath together in his room. Instead, he carried me into the clinic's shower room. He turned on the shower and walked us into the spray.

"Last time this happened, it had been so long since I ejaculated, so this time, just to be sure I wouldn't embarrass myself, I masturbated just an hour ago, emptied the pipes out. And yet, here I've managed to get so much on us, so much more than I had shot when it had just been me."

He washed both of us clean carefully, then dried us both off.

He carried me back up to his apartment. He kindly put his robe on me first. And then he put on a clean kaftan as I watched him dress from the bed, his dick soft again, but still plump and beautiful.

Only when he was fully dressed did he seem to regain at least some of his doctorly dignity. He carried me down to the clinic and into my hospital bed.

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to follow up sexually molesting you with physically molesting you, as it's time again to put in another feeding tube."

With that, he began the awful process of inserting that horrible device and filling my stomach up with nutrients. Afterwards, he hooked me up to an IV, emptied my bladder, and then drew my blood for the pregnancy test.

"All of the morning's unpleasantries are behind us now, I promise. Let's spend the rest of our morning dreaming of crystal blue oceans, shall we?"

He carried me out to the blanket in the sun, and read to me as he cradled my body from the ground. Once again, I wished time would stop, but all too quickly he was cursing the time and carrying me off to the Shah's throne room, this time remembering to take off my robe.

He put me in Marutuk's arms on the throne and hurried off, telling him he had to run the pregnancy test.

Marutuk started to screw me again in the throne while he talked to Vizier Bazzi and the other officials. This time, there wasn't any of Parker's serum to numb the pain of cobra jewelry cutting into me, so I longed for it to be over quickly and back in Tahir's clinic where the antivenom was waiting.

"I'm fuming because my tributes were here for only an hour."

Bazzi gave a nervous smile. "My Shah, that's because there happened to be less birthdays on this date than normal. We got through them faster."

"Forget this Shah nonsense, so ill-suited to me true nature. I want to be worshipped again. From now on, I want everyone to call me God Marutuk. I want all of my mosques reopened."

"All fifty?"

"Yes!"

"But, sir. You ordered the city to abandon those years before when the Vampire Council told you calling yourself a God and requiring worship moved into creating a religion, which is illegal to the Council."

"I don't care any longer about the Vampire Council. Since I've finally found a mate worthy of my Cobra seed, the only Blood I care about is the Shankar one. The others need not concern me. Follow my orders without question or suffer the consequences."

"Alright, God Marutuk. We will reopen the mosques."

"Make sure that my statues are intact after all this time. No statue can ever emulate my greatness or my perfection, but the people need something they can pray to."

"Yes, God."

"And make sure the people of this generation know they are required to pray to me five times a day."

"Yes, we will send out the message throughout The Raajya West."

Marutuk finished off with me, but was still inside me, getting every little bit of juice out of himself, when Tahir came in. I was disappointed he had to see me like that, not just because I found t mortifying, but because his normally professional face started to crack somewhat when he looked at me like that. I prayed Marutuk wouldn't notice it.

"What news have you brought?" asked Marutuk.

He sighed. "I'm afraid it's bad, Your Excellency. He still isn't pregnant."

I was all too pleased to hear that news. I wondered if cleaning myself out when I could was having an impact.

Marutuk shook his head angrily. "How many times do I need to copulate with him before I get the desired result?" he asked, fuming.

"I can't say. As many times as it takes, I suppose."

"I can't even count how many times it has been. No, this is your fault, Doctor."

I tensed up.

"My fault?"

"You are dragging him all over the place when he should just be in my bed. No more visits to the clinic."

"But he won't get the care he needs in your room."

"I don't care."

"You will care when he dies of dehydration, My Shah."

"It's God Marutuk now," Vizier Bazzi whispered.

"God Marutuk it is," said Tahir, rolling with it.

"That's right. Jake is only worth anything to me if he's pregnant. Once he's pregnant, you can give him all the care you can muster. Until then, the only service I require of you is a pregnancy test twice a day."

"But God Marutuk--"

"You are dismissed, Doctor."

"Yes, God Marutuk."

He left the room, and I was glad he left when he did, because his face looked all too pained. Luckily, Marutuk wasn't looking at him, he was looking at his unit as he wiped himself clean on my hole.

Marutuk lifted me against his chest and stormed out of the throne room with me, carrying me so much more brusquely than Tahir. He stomped into his bedroom and threw me down on the bed.

"It won't be long now before you're pregnant, and then you can leave this bed. Until then, you'll be stuck here."

He left me alone.

Perhaps a half hour later, I heard someone opening the door, figuring it was Marutuk.

"Jake, the door's locked!" I heard Tahir say from the other side of the door as he rattled it.

I was not happy to hear Tahir's voice.

"I was trying to sneak in and help you, but he's starting to lock the door, it seems."

Tahir should not have come. He could have easily gotten caught; it was too risky a move.

"Uh-oh, a guard is coming, I have to go. Just know that I'm thinking of you!"

I heard him run off, and there was no sign, luckily, that he had been discovered.

That afternoon was spent in agonizing boredom. I lied by myself on that bed for many hours. The only company I got was Marutuk coming in for his afternoon rape. Some, perhaps, would have preferred even that highly negative interaction to the monotony of sitting by themselves, but not me.

He only let Tahir enter the room in the evening, and only let him stay long enough to draw blood from me while Marutuk watched.

"I'm afraid it's still negative," said Tahir an hour later.

"Damn!" He threw a punch at the wall, breaking a hole in it. "How can that be?" He looked at me. "No more lying down all comfortable like that, letting my seed slip out of you!"

He came over and stuck my legs up on the headboard, forcing my feet above me as I lay on my back.

"You are sitting like this from now on until you are pregnant, you hear me?!"

"There's no proof that even has any benefit," said Tahir.

"I don't care, it can't hurt. Leave us, Doctor!"

"Yes, God Marutuk."

Marutuk locked him out again. And after that, I not only had to suffer through the boredom, I had to suffer with my legs falling asleep.

That night was totally brutal. Because he continued to feel like he needed to put as many loads into me as vampirically possible, he asked Butler Ajam to knock on his door every hour, poor woman. Apparently Marutuk hadn't bothered to learn about any of those fun new inventions that had come along since the last time he had been unfrozen.

That meant he screwed me so many times I lost count. And each time, he held my legs up as he did it, meaning my legs were so lacking blood by then I wondered if I would develop permanent damage. And the scraping and bleeding inside me amazingly became worse than ever.

That night, I prayed for God to show me the way.

APRIL 22nd

"I'm sorry, but he's still negative, God Marutuk," Tahir said.

It was early afternoon. The morning had been just like the previous afternoon, except the window had been opened as the engineer crew had been working on making the room a prison, and since this part of the palace did not have AC, it meant that the room was even hotter than normal, making me sweat.

"Out, get out!"

Marutuk pushed Tahir out and slammed the door.

"I just need to find a way to get your body even more vertical, to assure you won't be able to spill a single Cobra sperm out of you."

He cut at some silk bed sheets until he had a long sash. He threw one end of the sash over one of the snake carvings above us. The other end he tied securely around my torso. He pulled the sash down until I was practically upside down, with just the back of my head and my upper back on the bed. The rest of me was hanging over the bed, and he tucked my knees.

"There, isn't your Cobra King mate clever? I not only am keeping you upside down so that you don't lose any seed, but I've created the perfect sex sling for you as well."

He proved this fact by standing up on the bed, where his hard dick was perfectly lined up with my bleeding hole. He stuck himself inside me with glee and started to go for it, even more brutally scraping me with his jewelry.

By the evening time, I was feeling so thirsty and hungry; it was all I could think about.

"What is this contraption?" asked Tahir when Marutuk let him in to give me a blood test that evening, seeing the hanging sling he had made for me for the first time.

"Isn't it obvious?"

"Can I take him off it so that I may draw his blood?"

"You can work around it."

Tahir made a face as he drew blood from my arm.

An hour later, when Tahir came back to give Marutuk the news that I was still not pregnant, there wasn't anything left to change about my condition. He could only keep me in the sling permanently and screw me as many times a day as he possibly could.

APRIL 24th

Two days later I was in so much pain from the starvation and dehydration that it was hard for me to focus on anything else.

"Look at him!" urged Tahir that night when he came back with a negative result again. "He's got all the symptoms of severe hydration. If we don't get water to him, he's going to die."

Marutuk laughed. "If he's thirsty, I've got plenty of Cobra juice to feed him." He grabbed himself.

"You know that if you try to get him to swallow your semen when he's paralyzed, he'll choke, right? He doesn't have the ability to choose to swallow. That's why I've needed to use an IV."

"I'm the oldest vampire, and I've been playing with my paralysis venom this whole time. I think I already know that. I was only making a joke. You have no sense of humor Doctor, truly."

"I suppose I fail to see the humor in any of this, God Marutuk. I'm letting you know that he won't have long to live if you don't hydrate him."

"Thank you, feel free to leave now."

APRIL 25th

The next day, the pain was all gone but I was in and out of consciousness. I welcomed the blackness as it took me away from Marutuk`s brutality.

But I summoned what strength I had left and forced myself to wake up when I heard Tahir's angry voice again in the morning.

"Why are you here so early?"

"Because, God Marutuk, I've been doing some research on this and came across something rather profound."

"What is that?"

"There's been reports that at least some of the more recent Ones have built in birth control as a part of the spell that transforms their reproductive systems to mimic those of vampires."

"What does that mean?"

"It means they are only are able to get pregnant if that's what they are desiring to happen during sex. Otherwise, their eggs repel all sperm presented to them."

Marutuk shook his head. "That wouldn't matter. The spell I used on him did not include that function. It was the same spell my little brother used exactly, and he never was able to do that."

"And yet clearly, something unnatural is keeping you from conceiving," said Tahir. "What I believe is that, even though your spell did not include this, he subconsciously modified the spell to fit his desires."

"Damn, you're right! And he's been knowingly blocking my sperm out of his cells this whole time, the little fuck!"

He walked over to me and slapped me so hard I almost blacked out.

Tahir gasped, worried. "Why did you do that?"

"Because he was smiling smugly at me."

"He cannot smile while he is paralyzed! I saw nothing."

"I saw him smile! Okay, so what are our options now to get rid of this birth control function? Can we reverse the spell?"

"These kinds of spells are irrevocable."

"Then you must be able to do something else medically to get around it."

"I'm afraid not, God Marutuk."

"So you're telling me the only way to get him pregnant is if he wants to?"

"That's right. My professional advice would be to start treating him well."

"He already hates me. Nothing I can say to him now will change that. Should I just kill him?"

"No. Try to negotiate with him. Try to make an offer to him that he cannot refuse."

"Alright, I will try to think of something."

"May I have permission to take him to my clinic and get him the care he needs to keep him alive?"

"Yes, take him out of my sight."

Tahir darted quickly towards me, pulled me out of that horrible sling, and pressed me against his chest.

"Oh, and Doctor?"

"Yes, God Marutuk?"

"Make sure that he is back in this room when his paralysis wears off. The two of us need to have a talk."

"Of course."

As thrilled as I was, I blacked out again in Tahir's arms.

When I woke up, I was in my hospital bed. I had on Tahir's robe again, and I had an IV in my arm.

"Jake? How do you feel?"

I opened my eyes and saw Tahir's beautiful smile directed at me. It was amazing how his eyes always looked so sad and vulnerable even when he was smiling at me.

"Mmm. Much better, thanks. Wait a second, why am I able to talk? My paralysis shouldn't be worn off until evening. How long have I been out?"

"Just for a couple hours. I administered one of Parker's antivenoms."

"Ah, it feels so good to be able to move again! And the headache is gone. I feel much better."

"I gave you your feeding tube while you were unconscious."

"And I'm all clean."

"I bathed you."

"Did you clean me out of his disgusting slime? Even if I can't get pregnant from it, it still grosses me out to have such a horrible man's gunk inside me."

"Yes, I cleaned you out. And you shouldn't feel any more pain in your reproductive system any longer."

"Did you lick my wounds shut again?"

"I didn't have to this time. I used my blood on you."

"That is so sweet of you. So what you told him to get him to release me. Was that all true, or did you make it up to save me?"

"It was all true."

"Excellent."

"It just took me a long time to get such results in my research. I've been working on this round the clock."

"Is that why you look so run down? When was the last time you slept?"

"I'm not sure."

"I feel bad that you went to such trouble for me."

"I might have been able to save your life. I'd say that possibility was worth any amount of sleepless nights."

"Can't you go to sleep now? I'll be fine."

"I don't want to go all the way back to my bedroom. I want to be here, in case you need me."

"I think there's enough room in my bed for you."

"You want me to share your bed? Are you sure?"

"Yes. The bed's small, but we can hold each other close."

"But I don't want to disturb your IV."

"I'll just turn over on my side, like this, and you can get in and spoon me from behind."

"You want me to spoon you? Seriously?"

"Of course. Unless you don't want to."

"No, I very much want to."

"Then hop in."

He climbed up onto the bed behind me and pushed himself against my back and rear. His tight kaftan pushed against my back.

"I have to warn you that when I sleep, I could get aroused. I hope I don't embarrass myself with any rigidity."

"I don't mind some rigidity now and then," I said.

He smiled. "Duly noted for our future interactions."

"Thanks again for saving me like that."

"Thanks for being such a worthy person to save."

"I don't suppose there's any chance I could still convince you to choose to have my children?" asked Marutuk that night as the two of us sat next to each other in chairs in his bedroom. "Countless people would kill to mother my children. And that's meant literally; I've seen them demonstrate the killing myself. How could you not want to be chosen as the one mate for an actual god?"

"No," I said. It felt so empowering to be dressed in my clothes again. "I will never, ever fall for you."

"What payment might I make to let me impregnate your butt?"

"You can step down as Shah and let me take over, with total decision power you currently have. Meaning, I would get to order you not to hurt anyone else. For that, I'll give you the children you want. As long as those children will never be given my power."

"I can't do that. What about if I just kill you?"

"You're not going to kill me. Why would you? All your ambitions would die with me."

"I suppose you're right. But I've prepared three gifts offering today that you might not be able to resist. Guards, bring in the first gift!"

The door opened, and the guards rolled in a huge, glass tank that was filled with gorgeous jewels.

"All the crown jewels I have in my possession can be yours. How can you resist such fine works of art? This treasure is the largest and most expensive stash in the world, and I would give it all to you. All you have to do is let my sperm in."

I shook my head and crossed my arms. "What am I going to do with all that?"

"Wear it, of course. Use it."

"No. This is much too flashy for me. I'll pass."

"Guards, bring in gift number 2!"

The guards pulled out the jewels and carried in barrel after barrel of rupees and placed them before me.

"I see now you want a fortune that is a little easier to convert. I offer you 90% of all my cash. With this amount of money, you would live for all eternity in the utmost wealth. Your family and friends would all be wealthy beyond belief."

I did wish I could help my mother and little brother out financially, but it wasn't worth the lives this guy was destroying. "No, I don't want money either."

"Right, you have something else entirely on your mind. Guards, bring in the last offering!"

The guards rolled in another huge glass container, only instead of jewels, this one was totally filled with slithering snakes.

"I offer you three-fourths of all of my snakes. This is a huge loss to me, but I can see you will appreciate these expensive new pets that will keep breeding."

"No," I said. "I hate snakes now. No amount of snakes could ever buy even a date with you, let alone a horrible future as your mate."

"But you haven't even looked at the fine specimens on the back side."

He got up and went to turn around the class container.

"I don't care if you have the snake that tempted Adam and Eve itself in there, I won't be interested."

But my sentence stopped cold as I got an eyeful of something very un-snakelike in the back of the tank.

"What is that?" I asked.

Marutuk was grinning. "That is the most important part of this offering. It's not a what but a who."

"Who is it?"

"Can't you tell yet? Someone you are very close to. They are being bitten by my snakes, keeping them unconscious, but alive. But if you refuse this gift, I'm afraid I'm going to have to let the snakes wake them up first before they eat them alive, as slowly and painfully as possible, until they are permanently extinguished from existence."

"You are nothing but a god of deviousness, Marutuk. Who is it?"

"I did had my spies look into you and they found a vampire that you are close to, someone who kept a secret from me."

Holy crap, he had Tahir!

"Snakes, move away so that Jake can truly behold his gift."

The snakes moved away from the glass to show a woman's face, not Tahir's. Did he have my mother in there?

"Helina!" I realized finally as the her lily-white skin and black hair appeared. She looked like she was in so much pain in there, even though she as unconscious.

"Yes. My guards noticed you two together the first moment you arrived, and the innkeeper reported you were both staying in his room for a time. When I took her, I had no idea she was a special. She killed three guards before I came and intervened. And even after I had her captive, she still managed to telekinetically attack me with all of the carpets in the room. She was such a pest that the snakes were the only way to keep her subdued."

"How long do you intend to keep her in there?"

"As long as I need to. We throw in blood packets in each day to keep her going. The venom she is on keeps her instinctually feeding on the blood without ever risk her waking. So what do you say? Will you be my mate, let me breed you, and let my semen finally do the job it was meant to do inside you in exchange for your friend's life?"

"I hate you."

"Is that a no? I can have the snakes kill her right now!"

"No, it's a yes! Yes! I agree to this. I will let you impregnate me. But you've got to do something for me too. At least stop having people come in here for any tribute purpose for you."

"Absolutely not. I'll kill your friend right now, is that what you want?"

"No, please, don't do it."

"My behavior will not change. Instead, you will not only let me impregnate you, you will do and act as I want from you. If you should ever fail to please me, Helina dies. Understood?"

I groaned. "Yes! Understood! But once I'm pregnant, you have to let her free. Because once I'm pregnant, I cannot miscarry, so a birth is guaranteed."

"Alright, agreed. Now, let's get to romancing, shall we?" He grabbed his huge dick.

"You're not going to have her removed from the room before then?"

"I like seeing her body surrounded by snakes. It turns me on. I'll keep your gift here, with you to look at. And don't think you can break her out when I'm not here. I've told the snakes that if anyone goes near the tank besides me and a select group of guards that they are to kill her instantly. She'd be dead before he was ever freed."

"It kind of gives me the creeps to have her watching us have sex."

"She's asleep, and you just agreed that my needs come first. And right now, I need to have those snakes in here."

"Fine."

He threw me on the bed and kissed me. It was so strange to have him do that, as the whole time I had been paralyzed , he never kissed me, as he couldn't really. It was odd that being forced to kiss him was somehow even worse that being forced to do a sexual deed, as to me, kisses were only reserved for those I really cared about. But his kiss was hard and dominating, not the least bit affectionate, and it was all I could do not to bite him.

He pulled my clothes off. "This is taking forever. And I hate these western clothes. From now on, I don't want to see you clothed."

"Fine."

Once I was fully naked, his rough hands rubbed over my body greedily, hurting me with their strength.

"Are you just going to lie there, passive, like a legless camel instead of working to please me? I'd better feel your hands worshipping my King Cobra."

I moved my hands down and started to stroke his hard dick. Before long, he was pushing it against my hole.

"Can you at least take off your cobra ring this time? It hurts like crazy and cuts me when you leave it on."

"I feel naked without it. It's a part of me, and it's not coming off me." He nodded towards Helina. "You haven't changed your mind about your promised obedience to me, have you?"

"No, I haven't. Go ahead and do what you need to."

"I will."

He stuck his dick, jewelry and all, into me, making my cry out as he sliced into my rectum.

The night was filled with rough, horrible sex, with me unable to vocalize my dislike of any of it.

APRIL 26th

"Come in, Doctor," said Marutuk that morning from the shower.

"You summoned me?" asked Tahir, shutting the bedroom door behind me and locking his sad eyes on me.

I put my finger to my lips, grabbed my cell phone, and handed it to him. He put in in his kaftan.

"Come on in and take a look at the one engagement present that Jake just couldn't refuse."

Tahir looked at the huge contained of snakes and it wasn't long before his eyes found Helina in there. "Oh god!"

"What was that, Doctor? Was that displeasure in your voice?"

"No," I interjected. "You misheard him. He was only saying, `Oh God, Marutuk, praise be you."

"That's right," Tahir said. He gave me a nod of thanks.

"I inspire devotion, certainly. Then it should be easy for you to guess that Jake, in exchange for the life of his best friend, has agreed to follow my every want."

"I see, God Marutuk What is my role in all of this?"

Marutuk stepped out of the bathroom. He hadn't bothered to towel off, and his fur-covered, massive muscles were dripping over everything, his soft penis-head dripping water on his feet. "I need you to keep giving Jake his pregnancy tests twice a day. But other than that, this is the mother of my children. I need to you to keep Jake in impeccable shape and health. That's your main assignment until the first baby is born and their needs will be your secondary priority."

"Yes, Marutuk."

"I need Jake to come to wherever I ask you to during lunch to let my King Cobra have his way with him, and again in the evening. Today I'd like you to bring him back here midday. Seeing all these snakes biting into this beautiful woman is sending my libido into the sky. Otherwise, he's yours to look after. Keep his body healthy enough to befit the mother of snakes. Keep his mind sharp too, as it will help him teach our children when it comes down to it. You aren't to ever let him leave this palace, though. And the guards know this as well. Is that clear?"

"Yes, God Marutuk."

"Oh, and I have one rule for Jake that you must abide by."

"Yes?"

"I want him to stay naked. That includes when he's in your clinic. Understood?"

"Yes, God Marutuk."

"You are both dismissed now."

Tahir and I left his room and started making our way to the clinic.

"You must be thrilled not to have me carrying you around anymore."

"I am," I said honestly, even if a certain part of me missed the contact with hunky Tahir.

"My natural inclination is to follow you as we walk. But I realize that this may not be the best method for keeping you covered from eyes. Would you rather be blocked from the back or the front?"

"It doesn't matter to me. Back is fine."

He moved behind me until I could feel the front of his kaftan graze certain part of my back.

After we were in the safety of his clinic, he told me he was going to get my robe. I went straight into the shower room and started to scrub myself down.

"Are you doing what I think you're doing?" he asked me.

"Yes," I said as I washed his goop out of me.

"Is that really wise?"

"I had to live with his disgusting slime inside me all night long. There's no way having it in me during the day as well is going to help get me pregnant any faster."

"I suppose not."

I finished cleaning myself and turned the water off. "Would you be able to use your blood to close up my internal wounds again?"

"I can't. He'll taste it for sure."

"Well then, can you lick it shut again?"

He looked away from me. "I was hoping I wouldn't have to do that particular task again."

"Why? Because you realized how gross it is?"

"No! Not in the slightest! Because I have zero confidence that I'll be able to do the undertaking without making a complete imbecile of myself again. Not with your blood tasting the way it does. Getting aroused is bad enough, but actually ejaculating, it's beyond insulting to your dignity."

"I don't care if you ejaculate. Why should I care about something that you can't control anyway?"

"Are you absolutely sure?"

"Yes, I'd rather you blow your load while healing my wounds then not having my wounds healed at all."

"Alright, I suppose I can agree to that. But can you come to my apartment with me this time?"

"Sure."

I put the robe on and Tahir brought me to his apartment. The mongooses were all over us as soon as we came in, and I pet all of them before Tahir told them to go outside. Tahir took me into his bedroom. I sat down on his bed while he went into his bedroom closet.

"I keep some of the medical supplies that I almost know I'll never need in here. Let me look for just a moment. Ah, here."

When he came out he had three condom packages in his hand.

"There are only three left. I figure this way I won't risk making a mess of both of us."

"Works for me."

He turned away from me and lifted the front of his kaftan skirt up, out of my sight. He opened one of the condoms, pulled it out, and started to put in on himself. I heard the sound of latex snapping.

"What was that?"

"Oops, I broke that one. Must have been old."

He opened up the second condom, and again started to monkey with the front of his kaftan. This time it took longer, but I heard another snapping sound.

"Ah, shoot! Another one down! Are they too old?"

I looked at the remaining condom. "These aren't that old. And they are extra-large, so they should fit you."

"Well, the truth is, I'm embarrassed to say I've never used one of these before. I haven't had intercourse in ages. Since I came to the palace. But it can't be that hard."

"That's right."

I ripped it open. "I'll put it on you, I know how."

"Absolutely not! There's no need for you to touch me like that!"

"If we leave this to you, you're just going to rip your last condom. I'm not giving you a choice here."

I moved around to his front and pulled up his kaftan.

"I never meant for you to see that part of me."

"It's not bothering me. Stop squirming, hold still, and let me do this!"

"Alright, fine."

I lifted up the front skirt of his kaftan. There, resting on his wonderful scroutm, was his soft, huge unit. I rolled tip of the condom over his huge, purple-tan cut dickhead. It was so wonderful to touch its warmth, however brief it was. I rolled up the condom up his tan meat stalk, all the way up its great length, to the scraggly but trim pubic bush.

"There. All done."

"Thank you." He pushed his kaftan firmly down over his dick to block me from seeing his unit as soon as he could, as if the sight of its majesty wasn't permanently seared into my mind.

I lay face down on his bed, propped my rear upward and outward, and begged him to begin.

"This time, I'm not going to make any embarrassing sounds of pleasure. And I'd prefer if you kept your eyes shut."

"I'm shutting them now."

I felt him start to gently lick my hole. First the outside, and then as far back on the inside that it would reach. Wherever his tongue landed, relief to my pain came, until all that was left was where his tongue couldn't reach.

"All done," he said, as business-like as possible.

"I'm opening my eyes again." I turned around to look at him. "Did you come again this time?"

"I'm afraid so. Good thing you helped me with this condom. Let me just pull it off."

"I can help you with that."

"No, that's the easy part!"

He walked into the bathroom to clean up a bit. When he came out he tossed me my robe, and I put it on.

"I'm using my doctorly intuition to guess Marutuk did not feed you breakfast?"

"Your intuition proves right every time."

"I'm going to get you some food."

"I'll come with you."

"You're welcome to, but I'm going to the palace kitchens, and you would have to undress again."

"Ah, never mind."

"You wait here and I'll get it for you."

"Wait. I don't want you to leave me alone so soon after getting here."

"No? I'll wait as long as you need me to."

"Would you be willing to come to bed and hold me?"

"Why? Are you feeling ill? Do you need to be supported?"

"No, I just have an overwhelming desire to be held by the arms of a good man."

"That's the first time any patient has ever asked that of me."

"I think we pushed past the standard doctor-patient relationship the moment you came while holding me. Now, I'm asking you to do this for me."

"Alright. I'd love to, honestly. Not as a doctor, but as a friend."

He got on the bed with me. He was a little stiff at first, so I had to be the first one to press my body against his and move my arms around him. Once he had that example, he followed in kind. I had my head pressed into the open collar of the kaftan, against his bare upper pecs, and I sniffed in his wonderful, manly smell.

"I'm so sorry about your friend. It is purely despicable a move of his."

"Yes, it is. I can't let her die because of me. She followed me here. Left her fancy life behind in order to help me. All because she said I was her best friend. And the worst part of it was, I couldn't even tell her she was mine too. I already have one back home. She spent most of her life as a prisoner, being abused and objectified. And now, because of her choice to help me, she ends up a prisoner again."

"If there's anything at all I can do to help her, please tell me."

"I need to keep Marutuk happy now, which is the worst part of all."

"I know how that feels. Every time I've challenged Marutuk in the past, he's told me he would round up and murder my parents. How can I defy him when I have their lives in my hands?"

"I'm so sorry."

We spent over an hour in bed together, talking first about his family and then moving in onto mine. It was great getting to know each other better.

When he finally did go get my breakfast, I left a message for Big Horn. I told him what happened to Helina. I told him not to try and rescue us, as it would only be futile. And I told him to find someone to look after Pavlov. I messaged my mother, brother and Ahmad as well, hating having to lie to them as always, but not having any choice.

A wonderful breakfast was eaten outside in the courtyard. Without asking, I went over and sat in Tahir's lap as I ate, loving his closeness. He was taken aback first but soon warmed up to it. He wasn't eating himself, but was doing splendidly well at keeping Blackbeard distracted so he wouldn't steal my food. After breakfast, we stayed in each other's arms and kept on reading our book.

He drew my blood before it was time for him to deliver me back to Marutuk's bedroom. I took off my robe, and said goodbye to the mongooses. "I don't know why he doesn't trust me to keep track of time myself and walk my own way to these terrible meetings, but he doesn't."

We walked back through the palace halls to his bedroom.

When Tahir and I were told to enter by Marutuk, we were forced to see something highly disturbing. Tahir gasped in horror behind me, hopefully not loud enough to be heard. I, luckily, kept my outrage to myself.

Marutuk was standing against the glass tank. He had gotten his snakes to move Helina so her front was pushed against the glass. One of her large breast's nipples was pressed against the glass at his face level. He was licking it and jerking his huge dick. I said a silent prayer for God to help Helina at this sight. The only thing I could thank Him for was that she was unconscious and would never know this had happened to her.

"Thanks Doctor, come on in and shut the door."

"Yes, God Marutuk."

"You know what? Can you toss me your kaftan?"

"My kaftan? You want me to remove it?"

"Yes. Were you handling those mongooses this morning? More than normal?"

"Yes, I suppose so."

"Well, my snakes can smell it all over your kaftan. They are very upset."

"I'm just about to leave, God Marutuk. I'll just throw this kaftan in the wash and put on a new one. And I won't make the mistake of coming up here after I've been handling the mongooses ever again, I promise."

"The latter promise is appreciated, but I just can't let you wear that out of here. The snakes will only be appeased if they see me burn it right here in the bedroom fireplace. Give it to me now."

"But I'm not wearing undergarments under here."

"As you shouldn't be. Not since I banned those modesty-skewing torture devices ages ago. Not with the heat we have here."

"So, you're asking me to get fully nude in front of you?"

"I'm not asking, I'm ordering it."

"Yes, God Marutuk. I only wanted to make sure I understood your wishes before I risked insulting you."

"Take it off. Now!"

Tahir took off his shoes and then loosened the cloth belt of his kaftan. And then he pulled it off of his body while he faced away from us. His tan, chiseled back and tush looked very sexy.

"My fez too?"

"Yes, all of it."

He took off his cap revealing his black, close-cropped hair.

"Good, toss it in the fireplace. And light it up."

Tahir went and placed the items in, and ignited them with a match.

"Am I free to leave now, God?"

"No. I want you to go into the bathroom and shower the mongoose stink off you first."

"Yes, God Marutuk."

Tahir walked into the bathroom with his hands covering his dick. I heard the shower start and him washing.

"Soon you will be appeased," Marutuk cooed to his snakes. "Very, very soon."

A bit later, the water turned off, and Tahir came out of the bathroom, toweled off but still looking freshly showered. He still had his hands blocking himself. "Should I be on my way now?"

"Not yet. Jake, I want you to look the Doctor over there carefully. Go on!"

I moved over to Tahir and started to look over his body.

"Tell me if he is totally clean now."

I looked at his muscled, hairless backside and ripped back.

"This side looks good."

I moved around to his front.

"Doctor, take those hands down, please. You are acting like a shy little child."

"Yes, God Marutuk."

His lowered his hands to his hips, and I was treated to the wonderful sight of his front fully nude. His hairless, tan skin was bursting with ripped muscle. And his soft unit seemed like an extension of his body. It was long, gorgeous, smooth, and powerful.

"Yes, he's clean."

"I notice you got an especially nice piece of equipment there, Doctor. If I didn't know better, I would have thought that those are my genes making you so big there."

"Um, thank you, God Marutuk."

"Doctor, I want you to know how important you are to me. I often think you are the only one I ever really trust here. My own guards give me strange looks every now and then that tell me they would betray me if I gave them the choice. Vizier Bazzi seems to be loyal to me but is constantly undermining me whenever I'm not around. I do feel like Butler Ajam is more trustworthy, but she is a complete fool, incapable of making doing any task without bungling it in some way. But then there's you. Smart, capable, and trustworthy."

"Thank you, God Marutuk."

"And that's why I'm going to reward you in a way I never would with any of the others."

"Yes, God Marutuk?"

"That's right. Doctor, I want to reward you the best way I can. Jake, I want you to give the Doctor oral."

"Right now?" I asked.

"Yes, right now."

"Uh, okay."

"Wait a second," said Tahir. "That's a very nice offer, but I have to refuse. Remember? I have that pregnancy test to run."

"The test can wait, Doctor."

"The blood sample will go bad, I'm afraid."

"There will always be more blood where that came from. You can do the test again later. Right now, I want to see Jake give you as good as a blow job as he's capable of. And I want him to drink down your cum when he finishes."

"That's very nice of you, but I'll pass. I don't want to get in the way of your lovemaking."

"You won't get in any way. I'll be pleasuring myself with his rear while I watch."

"But God Marutuk, I--"

"If I hear you say any other protestation, I'm going to cut out your tongue." He pulled out his dagger.

"Don't even say another word. Just do as he says, please."

"Listen to the mother of my children. Jake, I want you to start licking him."

I started lick up and down that tan stalk. It tasted so good, and I loved having such a large, powerful thing pressed against my lips. This moment would have been wonderful if not for the fact that I was being forced into the situation just as he was. If I was doing this under normal circumstances, I would be totally hard and in heaven. But as it was, I could not risk letting myself get hard, as that might arouse Marutuk's suspicion that I may harbor feelings for Tahir, especially since I never got hard when forced to pleasure Marutuk.

"Doesn't his tongue feel incredible, Doctor?"

"Yes, God Marutuk." Tahir mumbled, barely able to get out a response.

"Then why aren't you hard yet?" asked Marutuk, looking at Tahir's soft dick.

"I don't know, I'm sorry."

"Not getting hard is a hard slap in the face to my one mate, the mother of snakes. You are telling Jake with your lack of your ability to get hard that he is not attractive enough for you. That he is nothing but a little shit who isn't good enough for your powerful body. Is that how you feel?"

Tahir started to cry. "No, God Marutuk. No, I very much find Jake attractive."

"How attractive do you find him?!" demanded Marutuk.

"I find him more attractive than I ever thought previously even humanly possible," he sputtered, and I knew he wasn't lying when he said this. He was telling the truth, and it made me feel so much for him. "No poet could ever put into word just how attracted to him I am."

"You say these words, and yet, your actions do not match them. If you really found Jake attractive, you would be hard right now!"

"I'm sorry, God Marutuk."

"Sorry isn't good enough. I want you to get hard!"

"I can't, I'm sorry!"

Marutuk moved his dagger to Tahir's crotch. He pushed the blade against the base of his dick. "I'm going to give you five seconds to get hard or I'm cutting off your useless penis and feeding it to my snakes."

"I can't do it, I just can't," he sobbed, exasperated.

"One."

I felt a panicked need to help him. I licked away at his soft unit, putting my tongue on his sweet, cut dickhead, trying to get it going.

"Two."

I put the whole head in my mouth and started to suck on the sweet thing, but again, nothing.

"Three."

I pulled my tongue off him, and bit hard into it with my teeth, so hard it was gushing blood.

"Four," said Marutuk, and he started pushing the knife blade hard into the stalk, getting ready to make his cut.

I stood up and licked right against his nostrils, getting my blood on his upper lip. At the same time, I shut his mouth with my hand, forcing him to breathe out of his nose.

"Five! And it was such a pretty penis, too bad!"

Marutuk cut into the skin of his penis, making Tahir wince in pain.

"No, stop, wait! He's hard!" I said.

Marutuk looked at his rod. The blood had done the trick and he was standing straight up all of the sudden.

"A little late to the party, but appreciated."

Marutuk set down his dagger, making me sigh with relief. In no time, the cut into the base of his penis had healed.

"Now, as I said before, I want the Doctor to use Jake's sweet mouth as it's meant to be used. I want to see as hot an oral job as I've ever seen. And when it's over, I want you to splatter your seed all over his face. In the meantime, King Cobra is going to tear apart Jake's hole. If you fail to blow your load on his face, I'm going to still cut your useless dick off."

Marutuk went behind me and gave me a few licks. And then he pushed himself inside me, cobra jewelry and all. And any worry that I might get hard giving Tahir oral went out the window as the pain of being scraped inside out hit me again.

Even though Marutuk had ordered Tahir to be aggressive with me, he luckily didn't notice that Tahir was sitting there, passive. Tahir never moved a muscle. I think he felt like if he did anything that might show he was enjoying himself, that was a betrayal to me. Which meant I had to compensate for his total lack of involvement by bobbing my head up and down on his huge rod, trying to do my best to get him off quickly.

Clearly, watching me give Tahir oral was turning Marutuk on, making him pound me even harder than normal.

Tahir was so big and hard that it was difficult for me to go all the way to the base without gagging. I felt like my gag reflex seemed to be tied a bit to how turned on I was. In this case, when considering the extreme pain I was in combined with the humiliation and extreme worry for Tahir's well-being, I was not turned on at all. So instead of being able to go all the way down, I could only go about three quarters of the way without gagging, so I limited myself to that and tried to compensate by bobbing my head up and down quickly, hoping that would suffice.

Apparently it did, because Tahir came after just ten minutes of that or so. His refusal to do anything but stand their passive meant I almost would have not known he was shooting and had him do it down my throat, which I knew was absolutely not approved by Marutuk. Nor did he give me any sort of verbal cue. Luckily, I was able to detect subtle changes in his body, a sudden, involuntary tensing of muscles.

I pulled off him just in time, and aimed his tip right at my face. I watched as the pissslit of his cut dick opened and gushed out white cream all over me. More gushes hit me soon after, until I was absolutely covered.

"Good," said Marutuk. "Now I want you to eat it all up, Jake."

I used sucked all the cum off his tip, and then I used my hands to pull off the cream on me and place it all in my mouth.

"Doctor, you are excued."

"Yes, God Marutuk."

Tahir left, totally naked still.

Marutuk kept on plowing me. Luckily, the whole episode had turned him on so much that it wasn't long before he blew his load inside me, screaming and hollering as he did.

Again, he waited until he was totally soft and drained of goop before he pulled out of me. "Damn, it's almost time for my birthday tributes. I have to go. Where are you going?"

I was heading into the bathroom. "You don't mind if I shower in order to wash off all of the Doctor's mess, do you?"

"I guess not."

What he didn't know is that I not only cleaned off Tahir's mess but also cleaned out his load as well. I cleaned thoroughly, dried off, and left the bedroom.

Upon arriving at the clinic, I searched everywhere for any sign of Tahir. I found nothing, not even in the courtyard. I went into his apartment and searched through it as well. I almost gave up before seeing a large mound under the covers of his bed.

"Tahir? Is that you?"

"Go away, I'm not fit to be seen." It sounded like he was crying. "I'm disgusting."

"You're being ridiculous. I'm pulling these covers off you."

"No you're not!"

I tried to yank the covers down, but he held them tightly in place.

"Alright, I give up, I'm leaving."

"Good."

I walked loudly to the door, shut the bedroom door loudly without leaving, and then being as silent as possible I waited for a few moments. I crept silently back towards the bed and then yanked the covers again.

That time, my ploy worked and the covers were ripped off the bed. Tahir was huddled in the center of the bed, still totally naked from before. The three mongooses were cuddling against him, perhaps detecting how upset he was.

I jumped on top of him and held on tight.

"I'm not fit to be touched like this. Get off me!"

"I'm not letting you go."

"I could push you off me you know."

"And risk knocking me off the bed and potentially hurting myself? I don't think so."

"I don't want you to hold onto me like this."

"Like what?"

"Like I'm your husband who is holding you close after a lovemaking session, both of us naked. I am not your lover. I am your abuser."

"Is that what you think? You weren't doing anything but standing there. I was the one abusing you, if anything."

"Which one of us just ejaculated all over the other one while the other one had no orgasm? I think it's all too clear which one of us is dealing the abuse."

"We were both forced to do what we did, regardless of the circumstance. In another world that didn't have Marutuk in it, if it was just the two of us, I would have found pleasure in me giving you oral like I just did, even though I didn't receive anything myself. Doesn't that mean I am just as disgusting as you are?"

"You are not the least bit to blame, you must know that. It was my penis being used against you, not the other way around. But it won't happen again, I promise you. I would rather have my penis severed than to have it used to hurt or defile you."

"I would not. Think about it this way. The hurt you could cause me with your dick can only be temporary. It goes away. Having your penis severed, that's something that will never heal. And he wouldn't stop with your penis. He will kill you for refusing his orders."

"Dying too is a fair price to pay not to defile you."

"Well then, think about how traumatized I would be, seeing you killed because you refused to follow his orders to hurt me. I would suffer far more emotional pain than I ever would physical pain that you might give me while following orders."

"Hmm." He still did not sound convinced.

"And it won't stop with your life. You know if you betray him like that, he might find your parents and kill them as well. Their lives are not worth not following orders in the future, are they?"

"I suppose not."

"No, they aren't. Do you promise if something happens like that again, you'll follow his orders and do as he asks? For the sake of your parents?"

"Hmm."

"You have to promise me!"

"Yes, I promise. But not if he asks me to maim or kill you. That I could never do, even if someone's life depended on it. You or any other innocent, for that matter."

"Alright, I understand you can't promise that. But if he asks you to do something to me that won't cause me permanent harm, you have to do it!"

"I promise."

"And if he orders you to do something sexual again, you can't just sit there passively the next time. You think you were being gentlemanly by not moving, not letting yourself be turned on. But in reality you just ended up causing me more pain. I was the one doing all the work. I was the one with all the weight on his shoulders, knowing if I did something wrong sexually, I might end up with my partner getting something horrible severed."

"I'm sorry, I never thought about it that way. I didn't mean to hurt you like that, I really didn't."

"Just promise me that if he orders something sexual again, you'll do it without question."

"How am I supposed to get myself into the mindset when all of my instincts are telling me it's wrong?"

"Just pretend we are together, that we are alone. Block him out and just focus on me. You have to promise me you will."

"Alright, I promise."

"Thank you. Now, I'm not going to let you sit around feeling sorry for yourself when there are doctor-ish duties that need to be done. Your patient needs to be taken care of, Doctor."

"You do? What do you need?" Of course my bait aroused his protective instinct. I knew him well enough to know how to get him moving.

"That session took a lot out of me. I need your help to keep myself refreshed."

"Well, I can't do anything when you're holding onto me naked like this."

"You know, holding onto you is part of the treatment that you provide for me. You probably haven't heard of this since you seem not to have access to modern news sources here, but there's new studies that have shown positive physical touching and holding has an improvement on health. Since you are the only friend around me that can provide such a service, that means I need to rely on you for all the cuddling I need to be as healthy as your patient should be."

"I have heard of those studies, and I would agree with them. However, none of those studies were conducted by test subjects who were given physical contact while naked."

"I suppose that's true, but why does that matter?"

"It matters to me. I am not your husband, I am your doctor. I'll cuddle you all you want, after both of us are clothed. I for one need a shower first."

After his shower, he put a kaftan on and gave me his robe. He then told me he could smell that I was bleeding and asked if I needed him to lick my wounds away again. I refused, saying I was concerned Marutuk would catch onto us. That was only partially true, the other piece of it was I was more sensitive than ever not to have to put him in an unwantedly awkward situation after our lunchtime misadventures. Instead, he gave me a low dose of painkiller pills, one that he assured me wouldn't make me addicted. It helped somewhat effectively, enough to keep my mind off the pain.

We were finally doing his promised cuddling, lying together on the blanket in the beautiful courtyard with mongooses lying at our sides when it really hit me. "Oh my gosh. I'm going to have to father his baby. What a horrible, terrifying idea."

"Is this the first time you realized just what his seed will do to you?"

"No. I understood logically before. But this is the first time I really understood it. You said with fanged vampires, once they impregnate you, that's it, right? No miscarriages?"

"No."

"That means I'll be forced to give birth to his child. I think I'd rather be dead." My eyes went moist and I burrowed my head into the muscled pecs of his kaftan.

He comforted me with his arms. "Don't say that. Nothing would be worth having you dead."

"But you don't understand. I'm going to have the Devil's spawn inside of me. My body will be used to bring a little demon into this world."

"No. You have that wrong. Your child won't be Marutuk's."

"It won't?" I asked, confused.

"Not at all. It will be your child. That is what you need to believe. Marutuk won't want to raise the child, we will do the raising. And we will teach the child to have your heart, to have your morals. You will see. But I don't mean to make light of what you are going through."

"I guess my fears are nothing compared to what Helina is going through right now."

"Helina is unconscious. Luckily, she is not suffering moment to moment. And in this vampire world, there will always be someone out there who is suffering far worse than you are, and there is often nothing you can do to help them. Just because your pain isn't as bad as someone else's, doesn't make it any less significant. That's something I've learned over the years."

"I'll keep that in mind, thanks."

That evening Marutuk wasn't expecting me back until later than usual, which meant we had time for a real dinner for a change. Tahir set a table up in the courtyard, we sat across from each other, eating off fine dishes.

"The torchlight really is romantic tonight, isn't it?"

"Romantic is not the word for this. This is not a date, need I remind you."

"This seems pretty date-like to me."

"It is not a date! If this was date, I would be dressed in much finer clothing."

"So would I, I suppose. So what is this?"

"This is a doctor making sure his patient is well nourished."

"I've never had food even remotely this good provided to me at any doctor's clinic."

"I am not your ordinary doctor."

"I'll give you that."

After a wonderful dinner with Tahir, it was time for him to deliver me back again. This time, we both took showers to make sure the mongoose smell was off of us. Then he put on a fresh kaftan, and we were off.

"Stand over by my children, Doctor," said Marutuk as soon as we went into the bedroom, sending a chill of worry through me. Would they still be agitated?

Tahir walked right to the glass container of snakes. Marutuk looked questionably at them, reading their thoughts, perhaps.

"Thank you for following my order, Doctor. You can leave me with my future mother."

"Yes, God Marutuk."

I felt much better when I saw Tahir close the door, even if I knew I had another horrible evening ahead of me, being forced to pleasure this guy, all the while looking at poor Helina tortured, frozen visage.

APRIL 27th

The next morning was similar to the last one. After being forced into a horrible, degrading morning sex session with Marutuk, I was picked up by Tahir and led back to the sweet sanctuary of his clinic. I started out thoroughly scrubbing myself in the shower both inside and out, getting all of his filth off me. Tahir gave me another dose of the pain killers, but once again, there was no attempt to heal the wounds inside me. Tahir got us breakfast, and we talked and played with the mongooses on the blanket in the courtyard.

When it was time for Tahir to deliver me to Marutuk's room, we once again had him shower and throw on a fresh kaftan.

"Doctor, take off your kaftan," said Marutuk almost immediately after we had come into his bedroom.

"But God Marutuk, it can't possibly smell this time. Your snakes don't look the least bit agitated."

"No, they can't smell you this time. If you want what's best for you you'll follow your God's orders without question."

I gave him a sharp look, trying to remind him of the promise he made to me the day before that he would follow orders.

"Alright, God Marutuk."

Tahir pulled his kaftan up and off his body, leaving him naked except his shoes and hat.

"You can leave your fez on," Marutuk said.

I got a scared chill again when Marutuk pulled out his dagger once more. He pushed against the base of his soft dick.

"The more I thought about it last night, the sicker I am of your phallus, which is just a larger reflection of the person you are. Just look at the thing. Tall and muscular, just like you. Tan in color, just like you. Perfectly smooth, just like you. Not a single stray hair anywhere. Your pubic hair is short and trimmed, perfectly symmetrical, just like the rest of your body. Even the veins in your penis are perfectly symmetrical. And you walk around like this, with your phallus soft and benign."

He shook Tahir's soft stalk to make a point.

"And this matches the person you pretend to be. Neat and clean. Composed and gentle at all times. Not the least bit dangerous to any potential lover. I want you to prove to me that you are really a dangerous vampire in there, just like I am. Or I'm going to cut this annoyingly sedate organ once and for all."

"What specifically are you asking of him?" I asked.

"First, I want him to get hard again."

While Marutuk was busy at Tahir's crotch, I once again bit my tongue and licked some blood under his nose. Tahir's dick responded immediately.

"There you go, Marutuk," I said.

"Now I want your gorgeous lips around the Doctor's stalk."

I listened to Marutuk and started to give Tahir's attractive dick oral.

"But I don't want to see the Doctor just sit there so passive. I want to see his hands pulling your hair, holding tightly."

Tahir did not respond.

Marutuk, angered, pushed his dagger against his dick again. "Do you want to follow your God's orders, or do you want one less appendage?"

I pulled off him enough to talk. "He's going to listen. Aren't you, Doctor? You promised you would listen and obey." I locked eyes with him, imploring him. The way I said it, it would have sounded to Marutuk that I meant Tahir had promised him to obey. Only the two of us knew I was referring to his promise to me.

"Yes, I did," Tahir said. He moved his hands to the back of my head and gently held onto my scalp.

"Grip harder!" Marutuk said.

He tightened his grip on me until it was uncomfortable.

"Harder!"

"Just do it!"

He hardened his grip on me until there was pain.

"That's it! Now I want you screw his face!"

He looked down at me, looking for my permission. I nodded, imploring him to do it.

He used his hands to hold my head in place while he moved his hips back and forth, sliding in and out of my lips.

"Harder!"

He started to move back and forth to the point where it caused me a bit of discomfort.

"You're not going all the way in! I want to hear your finely shaved testicles slap against his chin, or you can say goodbye to them forever!"

"But he'll choke, I'm too big for him."

"He'll survive! Do it!"

I looked up at his face, but he was purposefully avoiding my look, trying to make me not be able to order him on. I finally was able to pull his gaze back down to me and nodded my consent.

"Do it!" Marutuk dug his knife into Tahir's scrotum, warning him.

Tahir followed orders, pushing so deep down into my mouth that he did cause me huge discomfort, but his balls finally slapped against me.

"Good! Yes, keep it up, go faster, faster!

As Tahir continued his work, he was being so forceful that I was trying so hard not to gag. I knew if I showed any sign of gagging or choking, he would pull off, and Tahir would lose his unit because of it. I was able to somehow keep my gag reflex under control.

"Pull out now, Doctor."

Tahir removed himself from my mouth and I assumed that Marutuk was going to have him unload on my face.

"I want you to pull your right hand off his head and stick it around the base of your phallus."

Tahir kept his left hand holding my face in place while he moved his right hand to his dick. He started to jerk himself off.

"No, I didn't ask you to do that, Doctor! I am not through with you so soon. I want you to take your dick and whip Jake in the face with it."

He looked down at my face but did nothing.

"Do it or I cut it off and do it myself!"

I nodded to him.

Tahir groaned and hit me in the face with his dick.

"Harder!"

"I'll hurt him!"

"I don't care!"

"Do it!" I said to him, locking eyes with him.

"Fine!"

He hit me harder, enough to bruise my face later.

"Harder! Do it harder!"

His eyes went moist with tears.

"Do it to me, just do it! As hard as you can!"

Tahir let out an angry shout as he hit me so hard he caused my eye to bleed.

"Yes, that's it, let him have it, be the vampire you know you are and let this pathetic little human feel the pain you cause! Keep whipping him, all over his face!"

Tahir whipped me until my face was battered, blood on my lips. The whole while Marutuk had gotten completely hard watching all of that and was stroking himself.

"Now, leave his head alone. I still need a mouth left on him to get sucked from, after all."

"Yes, God Marutuk." Tahir stopped whipping me and backed off. "May I go now?"

"Nuh-uh. Come back here. You too Jake."

Marutuk had me get on his bed back down with my knees in the air.

"Doctor, stick your finger inside him and see what this King Cobra has been doing to him."

Tahir placed a gentle finger inside of me. "He's full of internal scratches."

"That's right. My cobra has been breeding him with the metal intact. Meaning, every time I'm inside him, I'm scratching him, and he bleeds from the inside out, all over my Cobra. You wipe that smug look off your face. You know this turns you on too. Tell me it turns you on. Do it!"

"It turns me on, God Marutuk."

"Yes, I know it does, because you are a vampire like me. Tell me that's what you are."

"I'm a vampire like you, God Marutuk."

"Yes, that's what I want to hear. That's why I'm going to let you truly act like a vampire for once and screw the perfect rump of my Cobra bride."

"But My Lord, if I did that I'd risk impregnating him!"

"That's why you'll be wearing this."

He pulled out a condom wrapper, took off the package, and roiled it over Tahir's unit.

"Better put a couple more of those on, just to be safe."

He put two more condoms on Tahir.

"I'm not going to have intercourse with Jake! He's your boyfriend, not mine!"

"Oh yes you are," said Marutuk as he lubed up Tahir's condom. "And since you were just yelling that you were a vampire like me, I want to see you use this rump just like I would! So time to get to it! Oh, but wait a second, you can't really hope to emulate me in your current state."

Marutuk pulled off his cobra jewelry from his own unit and placed it on Tahir's, on the outside of the condoms.

"There. Now you'll really be able to do some damage. Well, what are you waiting for? Stick it in already."

"I am not hurting him like that."

"You will, or I will cut it off and shove it in there myself, is that what you want?"

Angry tears started to flow down his cheeks.

"Just do it!" I urged.

"I can't!"

"If you don't do it, he will! Remember your promise!"

"Fine!"

His tears only flowed more as he pushed himself slowly into me.

"That's it. Doesn't that feel like the best thing you have ever had around your phallus?"

He said nothing.

"Tell me how much you love it!"

"I love it more than my own life, Your Holiness!"

"That's right! You're not all the way inside him! Better adjust yourself! I want to hear those testicles slapping again!"

"Just do it!" I said.

He pushed all the way inside me, causing me excruciating pain as he went.

"That's it! Now, pull out again. Good. Ah, see all that fresh blood you scraped out of his gorgeous red insides?"

He pointed to the blood on the condom.

"I want you to lean down and get a good whiff of it."

Tahir bent over and inhaled my blood, and as he did, I could see his unit twitch excitedly in response.

"This is the blood you created. Tell me how much the smell turns you on!"

He said nothing.

"Do it!"

"It turns me on so much knowing that I caused him to bleed inside his pink perfection that just that thought alone is enough to make me explode."

"That's it! Now, shove it back inside him!"

Tahir moved himself back inside me, causing me so much pain again.

"Now, start to really fuck him!"

He started to move slowly back and forth.

"No, faster! Do it like you know you want to! So hard that it will damage his insides!"

He didn't change his pace.

"Do it, just let go and do it!" I said.

"Listen to him! Do it or die!"

He sobbed as more tears came, but he started to screw me fast, hurting me so bad.

"Yes, that's it! How does it feel to tear him apart like that?!"

"It feels unbelievable good, God Marutuk!"

"Because you are a vampire like me!"

"Yes, a vampire like you!"

"Faster! Harder!"

He started plowing me at a supernatural speed. I had been keeping back the tears up until that point for his sake, but I couldn't hold back any longer, so I hid my face in the blanket to keep him from seeing.

"Oh yeah, how does it feel to rip him apart, how does it feel to have more and more of his hot blood covering your phallus."

"So good that I'm going to orgasm. Is that okay, My Lord?"

"Yes, do it."

"Aaaaah!"

When Tahir came, I realized sadly that Marutuk's machinations had worked exactly as he planned. I absolutely could no longer tell the difference between Marutuk and Tahir. Tahir showed no hesitation at the end, showed no sign of asking me permission. He just turned into something else entirely, some wicked, savage beast.

He slammed his fists into my back over and over again, and thrust so hard into me I bled more than ever, each hit he made against my backside hitting me with so much force it hurt my whole body.

He screamed in pleasure as he tensed up, and I could feel the condoms inside me start to expand with liquid. He was breathless and sweaty when he finally pulled out of me.

"Yes, yes, so good, Doctor. Now, I want you to pull off the condom, hand it to Jake, and have him suck it dry of your seed while you watch."

Tahir pulled off the condom and handed it to me, and I drank down his massive load inside, licking it clean.

"You are dismissed, Doctor."

"Yes, God Marutuk."

He put on his kaftan and swept out of the room, leaving me with an evil-minded partner that was hornier than ever. My painful assault was really just beginning, I realized, and I prayed it wouldn't last any bit longer than necessary.

After Marutuk came and lost his interest in me for the time being, I walked naked over to the clinic. I found it in a state I had never seen: the gate was locked, keeping me from getting into the courtyard and through there into the rest of Tahir's wing.

I knocked on the gate and called his name over and over, but he never came out.

I found a place where I could see through the bars of the gate into the courtyard, but there was no sign he or anyone else was in there. He must have gone somewhere.

I didn't like that at all, and ended up just sitting there and waiting for him to come back. But he never did.

I waited until it was time to meet Marutuk that evening.

APRIL 28th

The next morning I woke up from a nightmare about Tahir. I woke up sweating, and had the distinct need to go find him to alleviate my worry. Too bad I was with Marutuk, in his bed, and it was still pre-dawn. Well before he usually got up. And he did not allow me to leave his bed while he was sleeping.

I shook him awake.

"Mmm. Well this is a first. Are you actually waking me up because you can't wait to have my morning King Cobra seed inside you?"

"No. It's because I had an idea."

"Yes?"

"Well, what time are the tributes coming today?"

"I had the first group coming in the afternoon."

"Afternoon worship is all well and good, for an ordinary god. I believe Hermes was worshipped in the afternoon."

"Hermes was a joke of a sidekick god. I have no need to emulate Hermes."

"Well, that's why I woke you. All the King of Gods, Amun-Ra, Zeus, Odin. They were all worshipped at dawn. Making their subjects worship them as their very first act of the day was the one true way to instill true obsequiousness. Why not hurry and get up now and make them come in the morning? Like a true god?"

"Yes, I like it. Keeps them on their toes."

He got up, quickly rinsed off in the shower, and then left the room.

As soon as I knew he was gone, I rushed down to Tahir's clinic. The gate was still locked.

I looked through the hole in the fence, and what I saw made me sick with shock. There was Tahir, lying on the ground of the courtyard face-up, uncharacteristically naked. His thighs, ankles, and poor penis all had massively huge nails through them into the hard floor. His three mongooses were running around him, chirping wildly, so upset.

Who had done this to him?! Marutuk?

But when I saw Tahir finish nailing down his left hand before throwing his hammer across the courtyard, it hit me exactly what I was seeing.

"Tahir! Why are you doing this?!"

He groaned when he realized I was there. "You weren't supposed to see this. You're supposed to be still in your bed."

"I had a bad dream. Why are you hurting yourself like this? Oh my goodness, how long ago was it when you fed last?"

"I usually feed in the afternoons, but after yesterday. I couldn't bear to feed."

"The sky is lightening. It will be dawn soon, and when it is, you'll be trapped here to face the sun." I thought of the horror I had seen when Syd had almost died from sun exposure in his bed after not feeding, and I felt like I was going to vomit. "No, you will not do this to yourself!"

"Yes I will. And you will leave me alone and let me die in peace."

"Oh goodness, did you really have to nail down your dick? Why would you do that to yourself?"

"It's the part of me that I revile the most. It felt so right to nail it to the ground, where it will never be able to hurt you again."

"You are not doing this to yourself! Come on! Do you really want me to be scarred for the rest of my life with the image of you melting do death while I stand here helplessly?"

"No, absolutely not."

"Then stop this!"

"I want you to turn away and leave me be! Leave me to die alone like I had intended, I'm begging you. Even if you managed to convince me not to go through with this, which you would not be able to do, but let's call it a hypothetical. Even then, I would still be nailed to the ground with the hammer nowhere in grabbing distance, and you would still be behind a very locked gate."

"I could break my way in."

"The lock was built to withstand against even vampire hands."

"You're right. I need to find a key."

"Yes, you run off and do that."

I knew he was just trying to get me occupied with a task that would make me leave him alone to die on his own in peace, but I didn't care, I had to find that key.

I ran through the halls of the palace over to the throne room. Marutuk was sitting on the raised platform of his throne. There was no sign that the tributes had come in yet, but there were Arabian musicians here. They weren't playing a song or piece with any sort of melody. Instead, they were just playing very tribal, creepy sounds with their instruments, just adding to the overall intimidation factor of the treasure and snake filled room.

"God Marutuk, I need the keys to the Doctor's clinic, can you get me those?"

"I can, but first only after you let me King Cobra devour your rear again. The longer I've been sitting here, the more I've been suspecting that you got me to come here so early so you could get out of me putting a load inside you this morning, even though getting my Snake Seed inside you is your main purpose in life at the moment."

"God Marutuk, that's not true, it had nothing to do with that. And I can't have sex with you right now, the Doctor's life could be in imminent danger if I don't get that key immediately."

"I don't see how the life of an ordinary vampire could be any more important than copulating with a God. The sooner you get me off, the sooner I'll let you out of here with your key."

What could I do but comply? I reached over for his soft dick and started to play with him.

"You'll wake my Cobra up much sooner if you suck on it."

I did as he asked, putting the jewelry-covered unit into my mouth.

"That's it. Just make sure your head stays a couple feet below my own at all times when I'm in here. It's the only way to respect your God as he deserves."

As ridiculous as I thought this demand was, I kept my head as low as I could why I sucked him.

"Send in the subjects!"

A throng of people came into the room, all bearing gifts. They all bent down and prayed, chanting together, "God Marutuk, God Marutuk," over and over again.

"I want all of you men who are not sexually attracted to me, all you men who would not desire to have me screw their rears, all you tops or heterosexuals, come forward now."

None of the men made a move.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you. Come forward, that's an order from your God!"

One by one, these men started to come forward. A couple of them were clearly vampires.

"Now, I want all to unclothe your phalluses. I want to show this room exactly what you're packing."

The men awkwardly started to slowly pull down their clothes.

"This is not a strip tease! Faster!"

The men all quickly dropped their pants or kaftans.

"I want all of you to stroke yourself hard. For those who require visual titillation..." Marutuk pulled me off of him. "Jake, show these men your sweet rear. Now, all of you tops can look at my queen here. And for you heterosexuals."

Marutuk motioned for a close by attractive woman, who looked to me like a vampire, to come forward. "I want you to strip down and let these heterosexuals get themselves going."

She did as he commanded, stripping off her clothes and walking in front of the straight guys.

With the men's eyes either focusing on me or the woman, they got their dicks hard.

"Are all of you as hard as you get? Yes? Well now, I want you all to get a good look at this."

Marutuk stood up and held his hard dick out over the crowd.

"Which one of you beats my size? Some of you aren't even half the size of this God Cobra. Some of you other vampires come close, but none can ever match the monstrous size of your Lord's cobra. I want all of you to let the rest of the room know just how much less you deserve to sleep with any of these folks than I do."

All of the men bowed down in front of his huge penis. "Our penises are not fit to be used," they started to chant.

"Now, for the rest of you, you women or bottoms. I want all of you to worship and desire my God's Cobra."

All the women and a couple of the men bowed down before his penis.

"This is the King Cobra that brings life. I want all of you to worship your Lifebringer as he deserves to be worshipped."

The started chanting Lifebringer, over and over.

"How many of you would give your lives in order for a chance just to touch your God's Lifebringing Cobra?"

"All of us!"

"How many of you would kill in order for a chance to let yourself be penetrated by your God's cobra?"

"All of us!"

"But none of your hands are fit to touch my Cobra. Only my future queen here, whose body is unlike any other, whose blood is unique, only she has a womb that is fit enough to bear my children."

I hated being referred to as a she, or a queen. It was so emasculating.

All of the women and bottoms started to sob when they heard him say this. Most of them were faking, obviously, but a couple seemed to me to be genuinely upset, which terrified me.

"It will not be said I was not a merciful God. I will give you a gift that you will be so grand to you afterwards you might as well go ahead and die as you will have lived a fulfilled life. I cannot allow your unworthy hands to touch me, but I will still allow each of you a chance to taste a single drop of my lifebringing Cobra-God seed."

Each of them lined up in front of him, and held open their mouths like they were trying to catch snowflakes. One at a time, he stroked his hard dick and flicked a drop of precum onto their waiting mouths like he was a priest giving a wafer.

"Yes, taste the Seed that gave you life!"

The women and bottoms cooed and shook as he did this, looking like it was the most pleasurable experience they had ever had. Some of them at least made it seem like this seed made them orgasm on the spot. I felt especially bad for any lesbians that had to go along with this craziness.

But mostly, it made me annoyed because it took forever, and Tahir's life was on the line. As soon as the last woman was done, I went to him and pushed him inside me, his jewelry scraping me as always.

He stood up out of his seat and positioned me so that I was bent down in front of him, with my grabbing my ankles, me facing out. He finally started to screw me.

"I'm so tired of these monetary gifts," Marutuk said. "Why should I be given only objects when so many lesser, false gods have been given sacrifices? Tell me that?"

Nobody had an answer for him.

"Here's what I'm going to demand from you. I'm giving you two minutes to select a subject amongst you to sacrifice to me. And then I want you to rip this person apart with your bare hands, and let me feast on the blood. If you fail to do that in two minutes, I'm going to kill every single one of you here and now."

I was completely appalled by this. "Don't do it! No true God would be as compassionless as he is! He is no god but a demon instead!"

Marutuk slapped me hard in the face. "If my future queen utters even a single acidic syllable, I will murder all of you on the spot as punishment."

I absolutely hate being forced to hold my tongue.

"You'd better not say anything!" one of the nearby men said to me, as if he knew how hard it was for me not to say anything. I kept my mouth glued shut, but that didn't mean my face wasn't showing my true fury at this stupid game.

The crowd was absolutely panicked. It didn't take long for these poor people to select the oldest person in the room, an elderly man, to be the sacrifice. He did not seem to agree, and he fought back as well as he could. I felt bad for him, but no one else seemed brave enough to show any sort of displeasure in their task.

The crowd suppressed him and then brought him towards Marutuk.

"Wait!" the old man said. "You think I'm the oldest? That female vampire over there is over a century old!" He pointed at the still naked woman Marutuk had made strip. "If you are really trying to get the oldest person, she is the one!"

"Yeah, come on, let's get her!" yelled someone.

"Wait, I may be the oldest in age, but why kill someone who isn't anywhere near her natural death? Kill Gayda over there, I know for a fact she was recently diagnosed with cancer."

The crowd turned on a woman in her fifties in the corner. She yelled, kicked, and cried as they picked her up and dragged her to Marutuk, stripping her clothes off. I felt so bad for her.

And when they started to pull the screaming woman's limbs off, I had to shut my eyes. I felt wet, hot blood splash all over me soon after, making me almost faint. Being so close to such a foul act seared Marutuk's name onto my revenge list even harder than it already was. My thoughts ran to self-doubt as I worried that there might have been something I could have done to keep this woman alive.

But the blood turned on Marutuk, clearly. He hit his orgasm soon after, slamming me so hard I thought he would break me permanently.

And then blessed stillness as he finished up and let the last of the seed drain out.

"Can you give me the key now, please?"

"Wait, my Snake Seed is still coming!"

I waited for a couple minutes.

"Now?"

"Now you can leave."

"And the key, God Marutuk?"

"Tell Butler Ajam that I give you permission to be given that key."

"You don't have it on you?"

"Look at what I am wearing? Where did you think I would keep something like that? No, the Butler is in charge of all the keys. What can a locked door really do to prevent a God as strong as I am from breaking, anyway?"

"Where can I find the Butler?"

"She often spends her spare time out on the Sandfalls. I'd check there."

I ran away from him, trying not to notice all the blood all over my skin.

I sprinted down the hallways and through the back door, crossing the tile patio on my way out to the very perimeter of the palace grounds.

"Butler!" I called as I entered the falls, but there was no sign of her. "Butler?"

Convinced I had missed her, I sprinted back towards the palace. I found a guard and demanded of him, "I heard the Butler was in the Sandfalls. Did you see her come back in?"

"Sandfalls? She never has the time to enjoy those. No, the Butler only bothers herself with areas that are inhabited by the palace servants. She is probably on her way to the laundry at the moment."

I realized Marutuk must have just been causing me a delay, and I my hate for him only increased as I realized he was just keeping me from helping Tahir.

I ran back into the palace and finally found Butler Ajam downstairs. "Marutuk wants you to give me your key to the Doctor's clinic gates."

She pulled out a massive keychain filled with almost a hundred keys. "I only know the few of these keys that I use all the time. I have it here but never use it. Let me try to remember which one it is."

"I don't have time for this! He'll bleed to death in the sun if I don't intervene. He's trying to kill himself!"

"Well, perhaps you should just let him do as he likes. Death certainly has it's advantages to the sort of lives we are forced to lead. And all the suicides the servants here frequently perform usually don't anger Marutuk so much that he kills their families."

I scowled at her. "Just give me the keychain!" I held out my hand.

"You won't know which one it is!"

"I'll figure it out!"

I grabbed it from her when she refused to act, and she didn't argue with me as I turned and started to run my way back to clinic.

When I could not hear anything as I came to the clinic gate, I got the sickening feeling that I arrived too late and he was already dead.

But when I looked through the fence, I could see his blessed form was still intact. Though the line of morning sunlight had moved over his foot, the three mongooses were covering it from sun, keeping him from losing his limb.

I looked at the key ring. Even though there were over a hundred keys, I mentally ruled out about half of them because they were not the right size at all for the keyhole. Now I just had fifty rings or so to try. I grabbed the first one and tried it. No luck.

I was on my third key when the mongooses noticed I was back and looked at me. They seemed to sense I was in distress. The three of them left Tahir and came towards the gate door, barking at the thing angrily. Obviously, they wanted to help me, but what could they do?

As soon as they moved off Tahir, that absolutely sickening thing started to happen to his then sun- covered foot that I had seen on Syd: his pores all started to bleed black blood. At first just tiny drops, and then getting larger and larger until there was nothing to see but black blood.

"Stop helping me!" I yelled at the mongooses. "Go back to Tahir! BACK!"

They turned around, ran back towards him, and covered his foot just before the thing melted away into a pool of festering blood, narrowly saving it. As soon as the light was blocked, his skin started to heal.

I went back to my keys. It seemed every single key I tried with no luck set my desperation higher and higher, anxiety actually making me shake.

I looked again at Tahir. The line of sun had covered his other foot then too, and that was again bleeding black blood out of every pore.

"Blackbeard! His other foot!"

The mongoose listened to me for once, perked up, noticed his foot disintegrating, and ran over to cover it.

I desperately went back to my key search. I was trembling so much I was worried I would drop the whole ring, which would have been a disaster because it would mean I would have to start from scratch. I could not let myself do that, so I focused on trying to calm my nerves.

I was twenty-seven keys in when sunlight started to hit the purple-tan head of his penis. It was sickening to watch that part of his turn black and bloody, and then start to disintegrate entirely.

"Jim Hawkins, get over there!" I said to the smallest mongoose.

The mongoose left the leg to the larger mongoose and covered his penis. I sighed in relief when I saw the flesh and skin of that piece of him regenerate.

I kept on trying my keys.

As I did, more and more sun moved over Tahir's lower body. The mongooses, even flattened as wide as they could, still could not cover all of his skin, as he was a very large man. But they were moving around enough so that they kept his skin at least partially in the shade, keeping him from totally melting into blood.

I kept at my keys, praying to God that I would save Tahir.

The cruel sun line moved so much that he had sun on him up to his upper abs, and I had to watch those too start to sweat black blood. The mongooses seemed to decide that saving his torso was more important than saving his legs, as the two covering those moved away from them and instead saved his body itself.

While his body healed again, I had to watch both his legs start to totally disintegrate into black blood. If I didn't get that gate open fast, he would soon be permanently legless.

Forty-one keys out of fifty-two. That was how bad my luck was this morning. But as angry as I was at this senseless delay, I was still totally elated to finally feel the right key engage its lock. I had never heard such a good sound as that key unlocking that gate.

I threw open the gate, ran at my top speed towards him, and actually dove forward and jumped on top of him horizontally.

I made it just in time to save his legs and abdomen from melting away for good. I spread myself over him, using every inch of myself to block the sun with.

But he was taller and more muscular than I was. I couldn't block all the sun off his body all by myself. Luckily, the mongooses were able to cover up the spots I missed.

That's when he woke up. I felt him try to use his free hand to push me off of him.

"No, you are not going to do that!" I said, trapping his arm under me.

"Why won't you just let me die in peace? Can't you see? This is what I want."

"You're not going to do this to yourself." I pressed my throat against his lips. "Please, drink my blood and end this craziness."

"No, I refuse. I AM going to die today. This is my sweet escape. I have nothing to live for but an eternity of hellish servitude to the father of monsters."

"That's not true. You do have something to live for."

"I do?"

"Me, Tahir. I know you won't accept me as a mate, so you will just have to accept me as your truest friend. I'll be here with you, in this servitude together. You are a brilliant doctor, and I am a smart guy myself. We will put our heads together and find a way out of all of this, find a safe escape."

"We will?"

"Maybe it won't happen tomorrow or the next day. Maybe it will take years for the right opportunity to present itself, but I promise you, together, we will find a way out. Freedom, Tahir!"

He started to cry.

"Think about it, Tahir. You will finally be able to get that sailboat you always dreamed of. And I will be your first mate. We will sail anywhere you want to, as long as we're together. Around the world hundreds of times over."

He finally smiled, tears running down his face. "Do you even know how to sail?"

"No, but neither do you. You've never seen a large body of water."

"Still, I've read plenty of books about it. I should be able to do it."

"Then you could teach me. I'm a quick learner."

"That sounds so nice of you. Would you let me bring my mongooses with us?"

"Of course, it's your ship."

"What a sweet future that would be." But his face darkened. "But I cannot envision a sweet future for you at all as long as I am in this world, being used to torment you sexually, all that time. You're not safe from me. That's why I still need to die today."

"I will wait all day if I need to. Until there's no more sun."

"Then I will just kill myself the next day. And I will make sure you can't intrude upon my plans then. Better I die so that I can't hurt you again."

"You did not do that to me. You are only his tool, his puppet. If he had used a rubber dildo to whip me and rape me, would it have been his fault or the didlo's? His, of course. You cannot blame yourself for anything he made you do."

"But don't you see? A part of me enjoyed what I did to you."

"That's just the part of you that is physically attracted to me. Sure, you would have enjoyed making love to me gently. That's all that was."

"No, Jake, you're not listening to me! I physically enjoyed your pain! I'm just another sick male vampire like Marutuk, with his same sick cravings."

"You're wrong. This is exactly what he was trying to do to you, trying to make you confuse your wants with his. He's trying to turn us against each other."

"Maybe he was just revealing the sick truth. That I am a monster. That I am incapable of having the kind of sex that I always thought I would have, sweet, gentle, loving, and consensual."

"No, you're wrong about yourself, I know it." I shook my head. "I wish I knew a spell just to make myself black out during those moments, so I wouldn't have to see what he was making you do to me. I'd never know."

"That reminds me of something," he said.

"Yes?"

"I have this ability that I haven't used for so long that I almost forgot about it."

"Like Parker's invisibility? Tell me what it is!"

"I can take over someone's mind for a short time. I used it in the past on frightened children in my clinic who were scared of something that they weren't unconscious for, like getting shots. I can take over their bodies and mimic their normal actions, so no one would even know what I was doing. And the best part is, they black out right from the beginning, and don't witness any of it until they wake up again."

"So, while I'm unconscious, how would Marutuk not be suspicious?"

"Because I would be controlling your body myself. At first, it was hard for me to use this ability and still move my own body. I would be able to control the body I was manipulating, but my own body would just be standing there, like a vegetable. But that obviously was not helping me at all in my medical practice, so I honed my ability over and over until now, I can control one person, as long as they are physically weaker than I am, as well as myself. I can do it realistically, so Marutuk won't ever know. The only catch is, as the One, you have a natural protection to people using this venom on you. Which means I cannot be controlling you in this way for more than five hours a day. But, that should allow us plenty of time."

"That's perfect! You would be free to do whatever he asks of you on my body without me ever remembering what takes place."

"But I'd still feel terrible about hurting you like that."

"I give you my permission to hurt me. And I won't even feel or remember any of it. Don't you see? That's actually better than what I've been suffered through now. The more time you can keep me from actually having to feel the pain that Marutuk causes me, the better! This sound like my personal dream come true."

"It is?"

"Yes. See? I absolutely need you in my future to keep doing this to me as much as you can. Until we figure out how to get our freedom."

"But your American accent. I don't know how to act like you."

"I will teach you. We won't use this until we are absolutely sure you can fake me convincingly. How come you didn't suggest this before?"

"Well, there's one little part of this which makes this impossible, it seems."

"Which is?"

"Which is, I have to bite you and inject my venom into you for this to work. An act that I cannot perform without ejaculating shamefully."

"Are you sure you can't find a way not to react like that?"

"If there was, I would have done it from the start. Your blood is so good, my body just can't handle it. That will never change. And I can't exactly deliver you to Marutuk after I've just ejaculated. We would both be a mess, for one thing."

"You could shower us off real fast before leaving the clinic."

"But I would not be able to get myself erect again so soon. And even if I did manage to, if he made me ejaculate again, he would see how little semen I had and suspect something had taken place between us when he wasn't looking."

"No, I can think of a solution. If the effects last for a couple hours, then just bite me an hour before you have to deliver me. I'll just be unconscious in your clinic for an hour while your libido recovers. I give you my express permission to use my unconscious body in any way you need to in order to get your libido moving again. Won't that work?"

"Yes, it will work tremendously well. Are you sure you want to submit your body to that?"

"I'm absolutely positive."

"Then, the only other loose end I could think of is after the effects wear off. That will happen either when a couple hours has passed and the venom will wear off, or when he sends me away and I get too far from you to be able to still manipulate you. At that point, there might be a bit of a shock to you as it will seem to you like you suddenly gain consciousness again. It's imperative you won't do anything during that moment to alert Marutuk. Just act like you've been conscious the whole time. Can you do that?"

"No problem."

"I'm going to ask you again. Are you sure you want to go through with all of this? Are you sure what you won't experience still can't hurt you psychologically later on?"

"I'm sure. I'll be fine. Does this mean you will let me save you from melting in the sun?"

"Yes, I agree."

"Then go ahead and bite me, please."

"Are you sure you wouldn't rather wait out the sun, then fetch me a hammer so I can pull the nails out and free myself? That way I could use a blood packet to heal myself."

"That would require waiting here all day. I'd rather you just bite me, drink my blood, and get what you need to survive this sun."

"Alright then. Brace yourself."

He licked gently at my throat, and I realized that was the first time he ever really fed on my blood properly. Why was I looking forward to getting my throat pierced as much as I was?

His fangs extended, and then I felt that pain of his fangs piercing my skin. And then the pleasure hit me, the warm seduction of his venom.

"I'm sorry I'm getting hard like that," I said as soon as I felt my dick go stiff and press eagerly against his nakedness.

"It's not you, Jake. It's me. The venom forces you into that position. It is just an automatic response."

He went back to my throat, and I let him believe that was true, when the truth was, I would have gotten hard with or without the venom. That's how right this felt.

I felt him go hard underneath me, which absolutely amazed me. I felt him absolutely explode hot, sweet stickiness all over both of our naked bodies.

"How in the heck did you manage to come like that when you have a giant nail piercing your whole penis?"

He licked my wound shut and pulled off me. "I told you. Your blood is so special, there'll never be a time that isn't my uncontrollable physical response to tasting it. Again, I'm sorry for making such a shameful mess. At least from now on when I bite you, you'll be too blacked out to lead me to any further embarrassment."

"Did you take enough?"

"Just enough, thanks."

I got off of him, and for once, the sunlight hit him with the only effect being illuminating his gorgeous tan skin in golden light. What a sweet sight it was.

I walked over to the thrown hammer. I pulled out just the nails in his arms, which was so disturbing it almost made me faint. Once they were free, he insisted he do the rest. Which was good, because the last thing I wanted to do was to have to pull the nails out of his body, which would have caused a lot of bleeding. Or, even worse, his penis.

Once he was totally freed, after his mongooses barked happily to see him stand up again, we both made a beeline for the shower. I was still covered with the woman's blood who had been killed earlier, as well as his semen. He was covered by that as well, but also the remainder of his black blood that had dried as he had healed.

There was only one bar of soap. He gave it to me first. I washed myself well.

"Could you get my back, Tahir? I can't reach."

"Alright."

He took the soap and gently washed my back. He didn't go down to my butt, as much as I was hoping he would.

When I was good and clean, I grabbed the soap and looked him over. "Let me help you wash you off," I said.

"That's okay, I'm fully capable."

He grabbed the soap and started to clean himself.

He seemed to notice me watching him soap up his beautiful body. He definitely caught me looking as he washed his huge, tan-brown, smooth stalk, and he gave me a bit of a reproachful look. "Can you fetch me my kaftan, please?"

"Oh yeah, sure."

I left the shower, got him his kaftan, and delivered it to him. He was drying off by that time, and put on the kaftan quickly, clearly not liking to be nude in front of me any longer than he had to.

"I'll get you your robe," he said, and the subtext was that he wanted me to be clothed as quickly as possible as well.

"Thanks, but I don't need it quite yet. I have to stay naked so I can go find the Butler and deliver her keys back to her."

"I'll do that for you."

"I'm fully capable of doing it myself."

"But I don't like the idea of you being forced to walk around the house naked needlessly. I'll deliver the keys as well as get us some food. It's important for you to eat plenty after me feeding off you."

"Wow. Who would have guessed being the only one in the palace who is forced to walk around without a stitch of clothing would actually have an upside? You may want try it out yourself, in fact."

"I had enough taste of that shame the time Marutuk made me burn my kaftan and walk back to my clinic naked and clutching my hands over my nakedness as best I could."

"Well, if we ever find ourselves with our positions reversed, I hope you know I will be doing all the errands for you."

"There's more to this than just to protect your modesty. It's also my duty to keep you well. Part of that means being as physically strong as you can be. While I support real physical fitness, running errands will only tire you out needlessly."

"Is that Marutuk's orders? To keep his the bearer of his children healthy and well?"

"That's why Marutuk has me here, yes. But I was actually referring to my own need of you. Your health is one of the only reasons I am still alive. You're my future first mate after all, and I'm not sure I could manage a sailboat all by myself. You're well-being is imperative for my future."

"As is yours to me. After all, without you, I would probably sink any boat I was put in charge of. That's why I should be running these errands to give you a break."

"I'm an old, strong vampire. Errands don't wear me down."

He left, and I put on my robe. The first thing I did was to clean up the blood on the tile of the courtyard where Tahir had tried to kill himself. I felt like as I scrubbed away the blood, the trauma of the situation washed away with it. When I was done, I felt like I could go back to seeing the place as beautiful.

Tahir mildly scolded me for bothering with the cleaning when he got back with the food, but I told him it was the least I could do. As we ate together in the warm sun, the mongooses keeping us company, we joked around and things felt right again. Tahir's suicide attempt seemed eons ago.

After lunch, I started to teach him how to imitate me.

"Let's start with your voice," he said.

"It will take a lot of work to get my accent down. Good thing Marutuk has plans to leave the palace this afternoon to visit one of his unholy temples, so we can practice this all day. Shall I go all Henry Higgins on you and force you to say the rain in Spain stays mainly on the plane' over and over again? Or maybe in Hartford, Hereford and Hampshire, hurricanes hardly happen?'"

"I have no idea what you're talking about, sadly."

"It's from a movie musical called My Fair Lady. When I was in high school, I was in a speech therapy class to help get rid of my lovely Southern accent my parents were so kind to bestow on me. Every time the teacher was out, which was all too often because she was a serious partier, she would have the sub force us to watch that awful musical. It masqueraded at being historical, and therefore being somewhat realistic, but what could be any less realistic than all the characters randomly breaking into song and dance every time they felt an emotion? And the movie was truly endless."

"Sounds like some torture device Marutuk would have dreamt up for you."

"It wasn't the first time I was psychologically tortured in the name of an education , let me tell you. But are there sentences that you want me to teach you?"

"Not anything about bad weather that we never see over here. They should be sentences that you might really say to Marutuk."

"Repeat after me: Marutuk, I absolutely hate you."

The first time he said it, it was laced with an Arabic accent. But after the tenth time, he got the American accent down. "But as tempted as I may be, I'm not going to say that."

"I slipped this morning when he killed a woman in front of me and said some pretty unflattering things before he forced my mouth shut."

"I'm so sorry Jake. No one should have to witness that kind of act."

"I'm just saying, I try not to, but sometimes the truth pops out. Especially when he reached an unexpected low. Other than that, I try to be polite to him."

"Yes, Esteemed God Marutuk."

"No, you've got it wrong."

"I thought I was talking American?"

"You were, Tahir, very well. But I would never be so respectful as all that. Try to remember that unlike you two, our relationship began with him trying to win my affection, and therefore he treated me like an equal. I just called him by his first name, not any title. Even now that I'm supposed to be following his every order, I can usually get away with just calling him Marutuk. Sometimes if I'm really trying to impress him, I might call him God Marutuk, even though it flies in the face of all my personal religious beliefs."

"Got it. How's this? Yes, Marutuk, I'll be right there."

"A whole lot better. But there's still something wrong there. You are talking like you talk to him, which is respectful. When I say those words, there's a tinge of something there. Of fakeness. I'm just not as good at hiding my true feelings as you are."

"Well, I've had decades of practice. How's this? Marutuk, I'm on my way there."

"Yes, much, much better! Now, lucky for you, he no longer is interested in asking me how my day was or anything the least bit approaching a normal conversation. Pretty much the only thing we talk about is me needing to get pregnant, and me egging him not to kill Helina. Other than that, it's just me briefly responding to sex requests."

"So, how's this? Marutuk, please don't hurt Helina!"

"Perfect!"

"And this? Yes, Marutuk, go ahead and top me."

"No, that's too wordy. I don't talk about the sex acts I am forced to perform, I just keep my mouth shut and get them done. Thank goodness he does not force me to talk dirty during sex or make me sing his sexual praises." I thought of how Syd had always wanted me to body worship him during sex.

Luckily, Tahir was very clever and a quick learner. He spent the entire second half of the day in character. I felt more confident in his acting abilities than he himself did, and come an hour before I was due back, it was me convincing him he was ready enough to go through with our plan.

I took off my robe and showered, just to get the mongoose smell off me. And I dried off and stayed naked, lying down on the clinic bed.

"You do remember that I need to bite you again to take control of you. Are you sure about that? And all of the sexual results that will come with it while you are blacked out?"

"Tahir, the operative words there are `blacked out.' I'm all too happy to be blacked out. Go ahead and do as you wish to me. Please, do not worry about abusing me while I'm out. I will never know what you did to me, and any scrapes or bruises are easily healed."

"I hear you. I'm going to bite you, then."

"Thanks Tahir. See you when I see you."

He licked my throat, and then I felt his fangs penetrate me for the second time that day. Only this time, I felt his venom knock me out, very much like a Logan Blood vampire's venom would have.

But before I got knocked out, I saw his ample but soft package in his white kaftan go instantly rock hard, and then just as instantly, erupt with a huge gush of liquid. It made me laugh how quickly the taste of my blood affected him like that.

He had warned me how awkward it would be to wake up, and yet, I still really wasn't prepared for it. How strange it was not to be lying down in bed when waking up, with my eyelids opening.

Instead, I woke up kneeling in between Marutuk's legs, giving him oral. This so shocked me, I jumped back and choked on his dick.

"Ooh, come on, just a second ago you were going all the way down! Get serious or I start to torture Helina again!"

I focused on not choking and resuming my up and down movement, and I think I played it off successfully. I did notice that my body felt extra sore all over, and my butt itself was screaming in pain.