Chapter thirty eight
TRIGGER WARNING: M/M assault and violence.
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The cold sound of rain pelting against the wet rocks echoes in the night.
"You're too loose, clench your hole a bit tighter will you?" The dragon smacks his victim's ass viciously.
Mordered's body collapses, he can feel the semen and blood trickling down his thigh, " I didn't even get any pleasure at all, stitching your hole to make it tighter will be best," The dragon grunts out the complaint, kicking a weakened Mordered in his abdomen before walking out of the shabby open area
Mordered's throat is parched with thirst, and the strong stench of piss and his faecal remains lingers in the air.
"W_water," His hoarse voice whimpers as he attempts to crawl out if only he can get just a drop of the rain outside.
With a sudden jerk, he realizes that his legs are free! He blinks twice, thinking that his eyes must be playing tricks on him.
