When promising art student Olivia falls down a particularly ghastly rabbit hole, she's sure that life as she knows it is gone. She finds herself in a strange universe of nymph slaves and monster overlords, where she is reduced to nothing but a sexual prize. But this bizarre place is not only filled with depraved masters, but also unlikely allies. Before long, Olivia is ...
When promising art student Olivia falls down a particularly ghastly rabbit hole, she's sure that life as she knows it is gone. She finds herself in a strange universe of nymph slaves and monster overlords, where she is reduced to nothing but a sexual prize. But this bizarre place is not only filled with depraved masters, but also unlikely allies. Before long, Olivia is learning the ins and outs of her odd prison, and figuring out who she can really trust.
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Olivia swallowed, not wanting to ask, but wanting to keep the conversation going.
Rurik took an excited breath, clearly aroused. “Yes. Nymphs are highly sexual creatures. While humans are exquisite in their own right, and that is why we have many here, nymphs have unparalleled skills and stamina.”
Olivia was appalled. Rurik had just admitted that there were more humans here, and that nymphs were basically slaves to pretty up the humans and then used for sexual satisfaction.
“Where exactly are we?” Olivia asked bravely.
Rurik let out a low, throaty chuckle. “I can’t disclose that, but I can tell you that we exist within our own universe.” He moved closer to Olivia. “No more questions,” he said roughly as he moved his thick fingers along her bare arm.
Olivia shuddered from his touch.
“Why are you a virgin?” Rurik whispered, his breath hot and stale against her ear.
Not wanting to share her personal convictions, but again not wanting to face the alternative, Olivia spoke.
“I hadn’t met the right guy,” she said her voice quavering.
“Ah, yes. You humans have a thing about waiting for the right person. How darling.”
His eyes never leaving Olivia, he moved to a large, stuffed chair and sank into it. Olivia remained rooted to the ground.
“I don’t want to defile your beautiful body just yet. You are by far the loveliest creature I’ve ever been given.”
Olivia watched with mingled horror as Rurik laid his head back in the chair and brought his hand between his legs. She watched as he rubbed at a small nub and Olivia watched it begin to grow before her eyes.
She looked away, disgusted and embarrassed.
“Watch me,” Rurik ordered, his voice cracking.
Olivia forced herself to look back and saw Rurik sliding his thick hand over the growing mass between his thighs. He began to move his hand faster, all the while his eyes trained on Olivia. Her eyes grew wide as she watched the mass grow longer and thicker between his legs. She had nearly no experience with men, but she knew that no human man was anywhere near that length or width. The size of him made her head spin, and she couldn’t imagine a human actually having sex with Rurik; he would rip her in two.