Luck in the red torture chamber 2

Nielle was amused by his reaction to the point that he laughed out loud, "You don't have to wish me luck," he contentedly moved closer to him and gently pushed his chest, making Lacrisan take a step back, "just give it to me." he stated and shove roughly into his body.

Shane took a surprised step back, his foot ending up on the edge of the slippery floor, he took a hard fall into the water, making Niello laugh.

Shane came to the surface and coughed loudly. He reached the edge of the bath and grabbed onto the pavement before glancing at Nielle,

"Are you nuts?! Agh-!!" He gripped his painfully swollen chest that was literally on fire when it touched the water, "what the hell is wrong with that?" everything stung him.

"Salt," Nielle slowly took off his clothes and dived into the water as well, "you don't want to leave those wounds without disinfection." He laughed and slowly approached Shane on the edge.

Shane gave him an irritated look: "It can be treated in other ways," He said.

"Be glad I took you to the bath instead of the classic torture chamber…other first encounters of your kind in my service have not been as pleasant as yours." Nielle laughed, getting close enough to Shane to touch him.

"Very pleasant," Shane quipped, putting his hands on the edge of the tub.

"You're welcome," Nielle joked.

He approached Shane again, but Lacrisan put his hand out in front of him and touched Nielle's chest as a sign not to come any closer.

"Why are you in a hurry, Lacrisan?" Nielle laughed and lightly grabbed Shane's hand on his chest, "When you'll be good, you can touch me all you want later," he laughed.

Shane frowned, "Do you make a habit of humiliating all the Lacrisans on your first meet?" he wondered.

"Are you feeling humiliated?" Nielle smiled, "And I haven't done anything yet."

"I'm fine," Shane informed, "but if you really want to go any further than what I was told in Lacris that would be in my job description, our coexistence won't be the most pleasant." He clarified.

"Further?" Nielle raised an eyebrow.

"I was ordered to provide luck to one of you, nothing more... and I will not do anything more voluntarily," He explained.

"Voluntarily," Nielle laughed, "that's fine, you don't have to do it voluntarily." he simply caught Shane's hand on his chest and twisted it to his side in a second, making Lacrisan moan softly.

Shane jerked away and when Nielle tried to grab him again, he was able to dodge and get away. However, he was exhausted. He was hurt everywhere, the lack of luck in the country wasn't doing the best for him, and before he knew it, Nielle grabbed him roughly by the neck and pushed him to the edge of the tub again.

"Ngh!" Shane grabbed Nielle's hands, which were tightly strangling him, and clamped his eyelids as he couldn't tear them off.

However, he had the impression that even so he could see Nielle's sadistic gaze and his expression with a satisfied smile, as if he was observing something interesting. Before Shane knew it, the prince's other hand was at his hips, and unable to lower his hands from his own neck, he couldn´t defend himself.

"I'm not asking you to do anything voluntarily," Nielle repeated, "I'll take what I want, when I want, how I want... and you have no right to do anything... not even complain... you can try, but you will suffer the consequences. Did you say that our coexistence will not be the most pleasant?" He laughed, "Only for you...if you obey I'll make it bearable for you, if you disobey," he didn't even have to finish for Shane to get the point, "we're not in Lacris...no one's on your side."he clarified.

Shane tried to take a deep breath as his oxygen began to run out. Ordinarily, he wouldn't just let himself be caught so easily, he wouldn't let anyone overpower him. His and Nielle's physiques were very similar. Neither was shorter, neither was skinnier...their muscles looked equally, not overly defined, and if it wasn't for the fact that Shane had been weakened the first day in Rinsel, their fight would have looked more of a draw.

When Shane had the impression that at the next moment he would kick Nielle somewhere to stop him, the grip on his neck loosened and he coughed loudly.

"Do you understand?" He smiled at Shane.

Shane glared at him aggressively: "You really don't want to get along? I can be helpful, but I can also be annoying if you want it to be that way." he stated as if he wasn't at a disadvantage.

Nielle stared at him in silence for a moment before letting out a loud laugh, "Why does that sound like a threat?" he was amused, but Shane didn't answer, so he just sighed deeply and placed his hands on Shane's exposed chest. He dug his nails into several irritated blows, forcing Lacrisan to clench his teeth painfully.

"Don't forget where you are," Nielle stated, moving his hand behind Shane where he kept the smaller tools. He slowly pulled out one of the knives and placed it lightly against Shane's neck, "you have no rights here, you have nothing...all you need to know is who you belong to, who all your luck belongs to, and how to behave so that you won't end up in dungeons." He cut his blade into Shane's skin, which in a second was stained with Lacrisan´s blood.

Shane didn't even have time to object as Nielle approached his fresh wound and took what he had no right to. But Shane didn't complain. He just painfully clenched his fists and dug his nails into his palms, how a burning heat filled him.

"Ngh!" He let out a louder moan, which only made Nielle smile, "Ágh-ngh!" he clenched his eyelids and jerked violently, but Nielle held him firmly in place and continued to take his luck.

Shane shivered at how long it took for him to stop. A boiling sensation ran through his entire body as his nerves ignited at the feeling of his cells being drained of his life´s source. He moaned painfully, trembled and sometimes even tried to get away from Nielle, but he wouldn't let him do that.

"Agh!" he screamed as Nielle literally bit into his wound and continued his sadistic torture. After a moment of Shane's intermittent moans and Nielle's satisfaction as he took his time, he finally pulled away and lightly wiped the blood from his lips.

Nielle didn't understand why luck-infused blood didn't taste like blood. He didn't understand why if he put his own or Lacrisan's blood that didn't come from a fresh wound to his tongue, it would taste like disgusting iron. He didn't understand why it was sweet at the direct source.

Luck could only be drawn from a living person, and each time it tasted different depending on who it belonged to. Nielle tasted a lot of it, but he had the impression that Shane´s luck was really better than anything he had ever tried.

"Really top notch," he complimented as Shane painfully clutched at the gash on his neck and looked exhausted at the bloodstained water around him.

"I see you don't have much experience with this," Nielle joked, to which Shane gave him an irritated look.

"You are a disgusting...disgusting nation," he declared.

Nielle laughed with pleasure, "I feel the same way about you," he said and approached Shane again. He roughly pushed him to the edge of the tub and tried to pull his hand away from the wound on his neck. Shane's fingers trembled slightly, but he didn´t let Nielle to uncover the wound again...which only amused the prince even more.

"I just wanted to taste it again …I've got better ways to take your luck than blood." He gently ran his fingers across Shane's chest to his lower abdomen and to his crotch where he lightly gripped his dick.

Shane kicked his foot forward in irritation, but he couldn't get Nielle off him. He just grunted in displeasure and tried to flinch from his touch.

"I can tell by the wounds on your body that you aren´t completely against the pain," Nielle laughed.

"When it's with animal like you...I hate everything," growled Shane.

Nielle smiled, "In that case," he backed off, "get out...if you can make it to the door, I won't fuck you today." He declared.

Shane looked at him doubtfully, not sure what to say. But after a while, he decided that he had nothing to lose by trying, so he slowly got out of the bath and looked at Nielle, who was sitting on the edge of the tub. Shane eyed him for a moment before turning to the door and taking a faster step towards it. He didn't feel like he was going to get away with it and he refused to seem desperate enough to run, but still he didn't want to pretend that the evening in Nielle´s bed was in his preferences.

Of course, he didn´t have time to reach the door. He was about a step or two away when he felt a painful pull around his leg and then a jolt that nearly sent him to the ground. He looked displeased at Nielle, who was holding a thick chain in his hand, which he threw at him and simply chained him to himself.

"Almost," Nielle was amused, finding his bland effort truly remarkable.

With an unsparing yank on the chain, he kicked Shan's legs and forced him to fall painfully on his back to the ground. Shane groaned in surprise and tried to squirm as Nielle tugged at his chain and he moved across the floor closer to the bed next to the tub.

"I can walk..." he aggressively grabbed the chain that gripped his ankle and stopped Niello's movement.

However, since they were already near the bed, Nielle left him and threw the chain on the floor. He bent down and said: "Lay down."

Shane glanced at the bed, which didn't look inviting at all, but he didn't protest and got up. He slowly sat on the bed and glanced at Nielle, who was having a great time.

"You seem obedient," he laughed.

"You should reconsider your decision and have a better relationship with me," Shane began.

"Really?" Nielle was amused.

"Really." Shane didn't back down.

"Why should I care about your opinion? King gave you to me, I can do whatever I want with you." he sat down on the bed and nudged Shane's chest.

Shane backed away from him, "Like I said, I can be very helpful if I want to be...and I can be very unpleasant if I want to."

Nielle stared at him silently for a moment before laughing amusedly, "Unpleasant?"

"Unpleasant," Shane repeated.

Nielle approached him again and pressed his hand to the bars by the head of the bed, "It's been a while since I've been threatened...twice," he stated snapping Shane's wrist into the shackles which he then pulled up forcing Lacrisan to lifted his hands above his head.

Shane looked at him irritated, "I don't want to have sex with you."

"That was sweet... try shouting it with tears in your eyes... it will be even more cute." Nielle was having fun and contentedly reached for the shelf next to the bed, from which he took a long knife.

"I'm not going to scream... I'm telling you normally... that I don't want to," he repeated slowly.

Nielle wasn't used to this kind of behavior, but he enjoyed it immensely, so he didn't have a problem with him, "It's a shame it doesn't matter."