Doom, the end of her.

Rumors about Nazarack...

He's a beast who's hiding in the flesh of a beautiful man, and even though he's a beast, even though he's to be feared, girls swoon over him, just his gaze will make their legs nub. His features would make the god of death himself jealous.

Blue eyes, toned forearms. With his cold visage, he still has the most dazzling looks ever that make one melt in a spot. He was a fine man... fine?? no! he was a beautiful man that would even attract other men. Broad shoulders, tempting lips... And, ohh even with all this attribute, he is still the Dark Lord.

The one who does not give a damn about human lives, particularly those that betray him, does not forgive traitors there's no space for forgiveness in his heart. He cherishes his two dogs more than human lives. Because he knows for sure they will never rebel against him!

Rumors have it that the Lord was once a gentle lonely son of a Nobleman, when he was still a boy, he loves his stepbrother Maverick then, they would train in their father's field, ride on the horse together and even sneak out of the house to get a view of the outside world. It was just a rumor, that the dark lord was an outcast, he wasn't loved by his parents. Particularly his father, all he had was his brother.

And, he only loved two women in his life, this two who later suffered a cruel death by his hands... Nazarack was all that before he became the dark lord.

What changed him remains a mystery to date, it's still a mystery to most but only a few know the true history behind his change, the truth that turned him into the mysterious handsome devil that's feared and hated by many... the truth he wishes he could just erase even though it's been many decades.

However, one out of these few that know him better is the old woman. Sabrina!

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"A GIRL??? she's not just a girl, the fact that she's not like her pisses me off most, how dare she acts innocent when she's an epitome of the curse, destruction, and pain. She caused me pain and I will do so with her too. Take her to Askgard!"

Sabrina's eyes almost fell from its socket.

"Askgard??" She stuttered.

"Yes, her dark times have not even begun yet, I will make her feel thousands! no millions of pains she caused me, the pains she caused her." Nazarack gave his final statement.

Sabrina couldn't help but incline to his wishes but she fears for Adia's life, for whosoever visit Askgard never makes it out alive unless she/he is favored by heavens or a miracle happens. Who would survive the notorious dungeon of Dillion's castle?

She knows the Lord is set on ruins for the girl...

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That morning, Adia giggled excitedly all the way, she checked herself millions of times in the mirror after taking her morning bath. She remembers every little detail of last night. The Lord might have been rough with her but for some reasons unknown to her, it was sweet heart-stopping. She loved every bit of it. The pain, the thrusting, the sucking.... and the thought of it got her more confused, jumbled.

Hating the dark lord would be only fair, all the girls here fear him, they despise him but when it comes her, she felt attached and attracted to him no matter his actions and brutality.

She must admit, she can't help but admire him and make him feel loved if she can.

"So, in a word... last night was ok?" Vetta asked once again despite many explanations Adia had given her before now. Vetta just wanted to be sure, she finds it hard and puzzling to believe how stony the other girls describe him to be, it just doesn't fit in.

"I think there's something between him and me, like I said last night, there's something I have not been telling you."

"What's that?"

"Move closer," Adia whispered. "What if I had met him before now and we had a little spark of a romantic relationship between us?" She said. Vetta scoffed

"You mean you met him somewhere and you both were in love?"

"That's not the way to put it, but... yes, you can say that."

"Snap out of it." She pinched Adia tightly.

"That hurts Vetta."

"Yes, it should, your words make no sense, I have known you for years and I can swear you have never spoken to a boy before not to talk of being in a romantic relationship with that man." She tits her teeth.

"Believe me Vetta, my relationship with the Lord can be described as one of the little wonders that happens, who knows I might be really lucky this time." She emphasized, her stomach began to drain in butterflies also.

"Dear heavens save this girl, you are being strange Adia and that's all I will say."

"You won't understand now, I know it's hard to believe just trust me." She said and forced a smooth smile. "You said this is our room with those girls too?" Adia said pointing towards Emily and Rodia.

Excitement reeked all her system although she thought the room was too small and would be rowdy for four.

"Yes, Madam Sabrina eventually assign us here this morning."

"Soon, I think we will get father, Veronica, and your mother out... If I should talk to the Lord.."

"You are too loud!" Emily stopped her abruptly.

She and Rodia were seated on the bed at one corner of the room as they were poking into their discussions for a while now.

Adia's eyes fixated on her as she walks towards them. Taking a glance, she noticed how big Emily looks, she was a tall girl about 6.2 feet tall, and very endowed at both sides, with brown eyes and explicit beautiful dimples.

One would call her a center of attention, she has it all.

"I have been hearing you talking for a while now and it's starting to piss me off, just because you spend a night with him doesn't make you special, I mean who here has not? it's nothing new, it's not special! Who knows, your friend might be next tonight so get it together and stop acting as if you have acquired a mass amount of wealth, you get me?" Her voice was coated with bitterness and unshed tears.

Adia was stunned, staring dumbly with no words to reply to her. Did she ever do her wrong? why does she sound so spiteful!

She thought but waved the thought off.

"Rodia let's go, it's soon time for the morning lectures, we can't be late." She stated. Rodia did as told and they both walked out of the room.

Soon, the door burst open with two girls neatly dressed in black.

"Adia and Vetta, madam Sabrina call for you, it's time for the morning lectures." A serious face, they looked so hostile and unfriendly.

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The meeting room was spacious, gigantic and a magnificent view to behold, whose red walls and golden details shine in the room.

There were about hundreds of girls in the room each looking all stuffy, Madam Sabrina at the front seat on her glamorous golden chair with the girls that had come to call us back in the room at her both sides.

She began...

"Strip!" I was expecting an outstanding and long speech from her, it was supposed to be a morning lecture. That was what the girls that came to pick us had called it... but here again, we are stripping.

The thought of it was sickening but to see the other girls obey her words including Vetta left me with no choice.

She then stood up from her seat as she examine the girls.

"As you all know, that our job is to satisfy and pleasure lord Nazarack without any complaints, the Lord likes his whores in shape, you must not be too fat and neither must you be too thin, just in shape like he would always say." She stopped in her track as she carefully observe a girl at the front roll.

"You have grown fat in your tummy Imogen." She said to the girl. "You should reduce the portion of her food to half, and make sure she doesn't take evening food, double her daily routine and make sure she doesn't get too much sleep." She said to the other two girls in black.

"Yes madam!" They both chorused as she soon resume talking.

"I know some of you here are new to this and it might seem strange but that's the only way you survive here, always look good especially to the Lord, do not defy him no matter, and maybe, who knows, one of you here might change her story. Well, am not here to lecture you this morning, but to pick out the one that has defied the Lord and punish her. Last night...." She stopped and my heart limps.

Last night? I served the Lord last night... is this about me denying him a goods**k? is this because I wasn't able to please him the way he wants it with my mouth?

Thoughts ravaged my mind, my body was overwhelmed with an extreme amount of sweat. Punishment?! Embarrassment!

I gulped hard on my throat, if I will be receiving the punishment it shouldn't be more than a few strokes. He was nice this morning, I never denied him s*x either.

I should be fine!

"One of you here served the Lord last night and she acted unruly, for that you shall receive 20 strokes of the cane. Bring to me, Adia." The old woman said it. My head became heavy as if it carries the worries of this world. I was drenched in fear.

"Adia you said last night was okay," Vetta said with wet eyes.

"You must be mistaken, last night went well..." That suddenly escaped my lips. Trembling as the other girls look with scornful eyes, I was carried to the front of the hall.

"It went well?" Sabrina laughed. "You are not only rude, but you are also too confident... and that shall be your mistake Get me the cane!" without hesitation one of the girls standing by her side approaches her with a stick that nearly had thorns all over it.

"Am sorry madam Sabrina, I was wrong." Tears shredded down to my cheeks before any other words from her but all I received next was a slap.

"Hold her still!" Her voice was noxious and that was all I heard from her last throughout the beating.

"1.2.3.4.5...... Till the last count." Pains. Anguish. Suffering... My body experienced them as I lay on the cold floor with shallow breathing.

"This is to let you know that the Lord owns you, every part of you belongs to him. And, now the last punishment for her actions, she will be sent to Askgard." She said as unpleasant murmurs encapsulated the room.

"Askgard?" I whispered silently.

"As you all know it's the most dangerous dungeon in this castle, it's where pains and tortures are being inflicted on to those who defy the Lord, and with her current state, I doubt she will last a day, remember this day. It will serve as an example to you all."

"Why... why are you doing this to me? The Lord acted so nice, I never did him wrong, he was sweet to me this morning." I stated a thin chance of survival.

"You must have been mistaken, my dear. Nazarack was far from being nice to you this morning if you had that thought before, you were fooled... he hates you, he despises you more than anything, to think that kind of man will be nice to you, that was so naive because if you don't know, you better do now! Nazarack is nothing but your doom..." She whispered close to my ears.

And they were right! the old woman was right, Vetta was right. For the Lord might as well be the end of me...

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