Dark Stranger

Alex - Part 15

This one's for IncognitoPotato, I hope this works out the way you wanted rather than the way you imagined.

Case 2 - "Blood Bank"

5 minutes earlier...

As Zass and I got up to approach Sebastian, I saw Jezebel and the figure from the throne in Limbo enter the arena.  I made eye contact with Jezebel and gestured with my chin to get her to come over.  I had no idea if she was going to or not, but I wanted her to stay in the room if shit went down.  She looked like she could take down a Sherman Tank by herself so no prize for guessing I wanted her on our side.  Zass admired her and I hoped that our interaction at the door meant she would be a friend.  No guarantee of course.  I had picked up a friendly vibe, but she was an employee here so I was probably going to have to come up with something on my own.  

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When Sebastian dismissed Zass, my heart sank.  The sounds coming from the pit had intensified.  Glancing down, I saw Iris hanging from the cross.  She was making agonized gasps at the blows Bast was raining upon her back.  Her skin had split against the force of the new implement and blood was flowing freely.  Bast was now using a cat-o-nine-tails and her face had begun to show more than just drops of blood on it.  She looked like something out of 'Carrie' and was making louder sounds of pleasure at the sight of each new tear in her victim's skin.  Misha was about to lose the plot.  His taste for Domination was definitely of human standards not the extremes that the demonic creature was exhibiting below.  I could feel his anger start to rise as the last blow Bast landed cut deeply into Iris's tail, probably one of the most sensitive places on a Spynx ever. 

Zass was radiating unhappiness, his grip on Misha's arm tightened and everything was about to blow up in our faces.  Sebastian's smile grew wider as he could tell Zass wouldn't be able to hold Misha back for much longer.  I couldn't let Zass or Misha get hurt or lose face in front of the evil bastard.  No matter how uncomfortable I would feel placing myself in the position of a Sub, anything was preferable to the impending doom that we were currently hurtling towards.

Glancing at the faces in the room I took a quick tally of how many were actually enjoying what was going on below and found to my relief that there were hardly any faces excited by the gore.  Most were bored.  Aha.  That made an idea bubble to the surface and I grabbed on with both hands.  I trusted Zass to follow my lead and just as the shit was about to hit the fan I spoke.

"Zass!"  I said in my best whiny, spoiled-child pouty voice, "Can we like go now.  I'm sooooooo bored."

The three closest pairs of eyes all looked directly at me and quite a few others in the crowd around me turned and began to take an interest in what was going on. 

Zass looked at me as I widened my eyes and non-verbally asked him to go along with me.  "Why Cassie, how could anyone be bored with the entertainment we're enjoying."

"Oh come on," I said petulantly, as I raised my voice, including most of the audience as the acoustics in the room carried my voice to every listening ear.  "The only one enjoying that gore fest down there is Bast.  I thought this was supposed to be a 'Pleasure' Club.  No one's getting off here except that berserk Dominatrix."  I upped the sass in my voice and said, "You could get at least half if not all the people in this room off with just one fang and a feather...  Ooooooh, yass, take me home Daddy and show me."

Everything stopped.

Zass's eyes flared at my provocative suggestion and when I raised my eyebrows and ran my hand down the side of my neck, that fang decided to make an appearance. 

Bast dropped her arm, as even she'd heard my last remarks.  I would have smiled at her expression if I wasn't sure it would get me killed.

Then someone sniggered behind me and Sebastian's expression changed from one of gleeful anticipation to fury.