515: Secret Lovers
“Damn when was the last time you saw the Captain run off like that?” Zeke, one of the four guards left to guard the Tainted, asked.
“It sounded like there’s some serious trouble down there,” Ivan said with a strong accent while his head.
“If it’s the Demon Fucker, the Captain will probably be dealing with her for a while,” Donald speculated.
“You actually think the Demon Fucker can stand a chance against our Captain?” Ivan asked.
“Hell no!” Donald dismissed the notion. “And even if she did… Not against both of them.”
“And after they’ve dealt with that big-tit demon whore… I wish I could witness that interrogation,” Zeke smiled indecently.
“I’m wishing for something else right now,” Ivan said.
“Oh?”
“Hm… Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Donald asked and looked at the metal door that separated them from the Tainted inside the large cell. The small, square, barred opening in the door constantly fed the guards with moans of horny women and groans of men as they filled their wombs over and over again.
“Hell, yeah!” Zeke rubbed his hands.
“Are you three serious!?” Pete, the youngest guard among the four exclaimed and rose to his feet.
“How are you not?” Zeke asked Pete “There’s a fucking A-rank super slut and several solid, smoking hot B-rank bitches in there! All horny out of their fucking minds, begging for cock! And the only thing separating us from them is this one door that we have a key to.”
“I, have the key to!” Pete clenched the keys that he had on a keyring at his side.
“Oh, he doesn’t care about those prostitutes,” Donald smiled. “He just doesn’t want us to lay our hands on his precious Remi.”
“That’s not…”
“You do realize that she’s probably getting spit roasted and double-penetrated as we speak, right?” Ivan asked Pete.
“You don’t know that!!” Pete shouted.
“… Really?” Donald an eyebrow at Pete’s willing denial. Donald then glanced inside the cell through the tiny opening in the metal door. “Reality begs to differ.”
“It’s not her fault!” Pete shouted. “It’s not their fault! They’re sick! And once Flavna captures the Demon Fucker, she’ll cure them all!”
“Sure, sure,” Zeke all but yawned.
“Look, kid—” Ivan said with all the compassion and patience he could muster as he put his hand on Pete’s shoulder.
“I’m eighteen! I’m not a kid anymore!!”
“Alright,” Ivan changed his tone. “Speaking as a man to a man then! Here’s what we are going to do. You’re going to give us that key. We’ll go inside, empty our balls into a bunch of hopeless pleasure addicts, go back out, lock them up again, and act as if nothing had ever happened.”
“N-never!” Pete recoiled and held the keys tighter.
“Think about it,” Zeke took a step toward Pete. “You can fuck your precious Remi like you always dreamed!”
“And we won’t tell anyone,” Donald added.
“Weren’t they childhood friends or something?” Ivan asked.
“Oh, that’s right, that’s right!” Zeke hit his fist against his open hand. “Pete, didn’t you ever imagine what it would feel like to have Remi’s lips on your cock?”
“You could fuck her every which way and nobody would even know!” Donald said.
“N-no! The Captain… W-will cure her!” Pete argued.
“Let’s be real buddy,” Ivan said with a sigh. “Ain’t nobody ever cured the Tainted. She’s not long for this world, and you know it!”
“Why not at creampie her at least once while you still have the chance?” Zeke asked. “It’s either now or never.”
“T-then, never!” Pete insisted. “I will not do that to her while she’s in such a state!”
“Fine!” Zeke grew tired of this. “But we’ll be taking that key you have. Now you can stand here like a statue and hold on to whatever notions of love you think you have and pretend like you’re protecting her dignity or whatever—”
“Or!” Donald butted in. “Instead of letting other possessed jackasses creampie the girl of your dreams, you could give her one final joy of making sweet love with her best friend she always secretly loved but was too shy to say!”
“Best friend is a strong—How would you even know that she’d want that?” Pete asked.
“Just before the whole ordeal in the mines, she asked me if you had a girlfriend or something,” Donald said while looking away.
“WHAT!?” Pete gasped.
“But with her being in the state that she is, I didn’t have the heart to tell you,” Donald hung his head. “To think! Two potential lovers, separated by a cruel fate, never to be reunited!”