Hide N Seek

5. Raven 2

🔞WARNING 🔞

Mention of violence and BDSM ahead. Kindly skip the chapter if you feel uncomfortable.

Happy reading

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"I feel pretty bad for you." The guy slowly moved the tease feather tickler over the man's body. "You have been here with me for the last two months and no one seems to be concerned about your absence. No one is trying to contact you nor trying to find where you are. Not even your beloved wife or your precious child."

He smiled in fake sympathy. "But don't worry, na. I will be here for you. I will be here with you till your last breath." He whispered. "Make sure that you enjoy each moment with me."

The guy had kept the man captive for the past two months. But the man never protested nor tried to escape. Instead, he was more than happy to be held captive by a young man. Especially when the young man tended to all his needs even without him asking for it.

As a submissive bottom who loved BDSM, being held captive by the young man who was a dominant top was like a dream come true for the man. He didn't need to put on his fake mask of being an elegant leader in front of the young man. He could be as lewd as he wanted to be. He needn't hide his lust and cravings.

This made him extremely happy. He enjoyed living with the young man. He looked forward to the surprises and new methods and tricks the young man did to him to pleasure him. He was so lost in his own world of fantasy that he never bothered to question the young man's intention behind holding him captive.

"It's time to get the real game started." The young guy inserted the three sixty-degree rotating vibrating dildo into the man's hole.

The man arched his back when the huge length entered his body.

The guy laughed out loudly as he turned the frequency of the vibrator to the maximum making the man squirm. He rolled the ice cubes against the man's rock-hard length that was now oozing with precum.

"You are so quickly turned on old man." The guy snickered looking at the leaky shaft. He took a long thin rod-like urethral sound into his urethral opening and started moving it back and forth.

A loud muffled moan was heard and thick white fluid squirted out of the man's length.

The guy's face cringed at the sight. He had managed to jump back on time, easily avoiding the white fluid from touching him.

"You are really really dirty old man." He commented trying to hide the overwhelming disgust watching the man who seemed to be half dead after the first release.

"Let's step up the game today, shall we?" the guy sneered and picked up an empty bottle of Domaine de la Romanee-Conti Romanee-Conti Grand Cru. "You love this wine, don't you?" he showed the bottle to the man. "We are going to use it today!"

The eerie smile on the guy's lips sent shivers down the man's spine. The latter tried to move his limps in protest but all four of them were tightly clamped. There was nothing he could do to free himself.

"I know you are very excited. This one is really big, isn't it?" the guy smiled holding the seven fifty millilitre bottle of the wine. "Don't worry! Tonight, it's all yours. I will show you what heaven feels like."

The guy applied a generous amount of lube over the whole bottle. "You ready?" he smiled evilly looking at the man whose eyes were wide in desperation. "You are going to love this."

He inserted the head of the bottle into the man's hole despite the man shaking his head in protest. He slowly pushed the bottle further in.

"Man, you are so tight." The guy commented as the neck portion of the bottle was already inside the man. The wider body of the bottle seemed to have a little difficulty entering the hole. He poured more lube at the entrance before mercilessly pushing the whole bottle into the hole.

The man flinched in pain and screamed. But the bondage tape over his lips prevented the sound from coming out.

The guy used a wooden dildo to push the bottle further inside the man's body. Fresh blood started oozing out of the man's hole.

"I am actually quite surprised that an intelligent and cunning man like you never wondered why I was keeping you next to me." The guy chuckled. He removed the bondage tape from the man's lips.

"You... you are... Raven!" the man whispered. It wasn't a question it was a statement, but a realisation.

"Raven?" the guy chuckled. "Is that what you people call me?" he flipped his hair. "Why? Because I wear black or is it because I am a bad omen for you guys?"

The man didn't reply, he was in too much pain to reply.

"I am indeed a bad omen to you." The guy sneered. "Earlier, when I said that I would show you what heaven feels like, I actually meant hell." He used the wooden dildo to knock the glass bottle causing it to shatter to pieces within the man's body.

"AHHHH" the man screamed out in pain when the glass shreds pieced his internal organs.

"Aw," the guy grinned widely. "do you like it? Huh?"

The man was gasping in pain. He couldn't move his body. Every time he tried to do so the glass pieces within his body pierced another organ.

The guy crossed his hands over his chest and saw blood flowing out of the man's hole, dying the white bed sheets red. He walked to the man and patted his sweaty red cheeks "Don't worry, you won't be going alone today. Your beloved son and his friends will be accompanying you on the journey to hell."

He looked at his wristwatch and spoke. "Those people must have already embarked on their journey to hell as we speak." He smiled at the man who was turning paler from the blood loss. "I wish you a happy journey." His eyes were spitting hatred and disgust.

He backed away from the man. "I need to clean up all this stuff."

The young guy walked out of the room leaving the man on the bed to die. He started emptying the man's lockers of money and gold.

"I will use this to help the ones in need." He stuffed the stashes of cash into a bag. He cleaned any trace of him being there. He went back to the bedroom to check on the man. The latter was barely breathing.

"For all the sins you have committed, this is only a small punishment." He gritted his teeth watching the dying man. If someone didn't take him to the hospital, he would surely die of blood loss, exactly like the young man wanted.

He swung the heavy bag of money on his shoulders and walked out of the mansion. He halted in his tracks and shot one final glance at the luxurious mansion behind him before continuing to walk out of there with his hood and mask on.