One night when Isa was out hunting in an alleyway on the orders of Luciana, his cousin, Isa suddenly stopped. He looked at his hands. They were covered in blood, and he didn't know where it came from. He looked around in a panic as he stumbled back away from his hands. He then noticed the pile of corpses on the other side of the alleyway. His back slammed in to the opposite wall hard enough to jerk him back to his senses.
"What is this?" he asked himself in an inaudible whisper. He began to crawl away from the pile as he felt his bile rising. He threw up everything that was in his stomach and collapsed next to the pile of vomit.
Isa crawled on his front as far as he could with his weakened body after he noticed several distinct shapes in the vomit. There was the distinct shape of a finger, and a portion of an eyeball. He then dry heaved several times.
Isa pulled himself up against the alleyway's wall, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. His face had a terrified, sickly green look to it as he looked towards the corpses. Some of them had massive holes through their torsos, while others looked to be nearly decapitated. Several of them had been, and their heads decorated the alley with faces frozen in pure terror. Isa locked eyes with one of the heads' dead fish-eyes, and blacked out.
When he regained himself, he was still in the alley, but in a slightly different location. He was crouched down, holding his head in his hands while groaning. The place where the head used to lay was now a red smear with grey matter decorating the edges.
During his blackout, he had punted the head so hard, it evaporated. The whole sequence of events had taken barely any registrable time.
Isa groaned when he remembered the events that had transpired over the past several weeks in vivid detail. He had ripped the hearts of 12 people right out of their bodies, beheaded 42, eviscerated the 3 that had been able to injure him, and had eaten 23 of his kills. He then dry heaved again, having nothing left to vomit.
After remembering the kills, he remembered his treatment at the hands of his cousin. He felt a surge of rage as he realised what she had done to his body. This caused him to summon all the magic he was able to handle unconciously and punch the ground, blowing the concrete around him up and back.
One of the concrete slabs that was blown back obliterated the corpses, causing blood to splash everywhere.
A splash of blood sprayed onto Isa's face, causing him to flinch back away from it. Slowly, with a shaking hand, Isa brought his left hand up and touched the blood on his face and looked at it.
"This blood... Is not my blood..." he muttered in a shocked, then screamed bloody murder and ran with all his might away from the blood on his hand.
The blood had caused him to panic and run right into the wall that was right behind him, knocking him out.
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When Isa woke up, he remembered the sequence of events from before, and stopped all movement immediately. "Fuck!" he yelled, as he realized that he was hunting not only for him, but as an errand for his sister.
He jumped up, and despite his revulsion, searched the area to see what could be salvaged from the corpses to appease his cousin. All in all there was one corpse that was complete enough for Luciana's standards.
Before Isa woke up, he would have had no qualms about covering himself with gore. Now, while keeping his body as far as he could from the meatsack, he grabbed it with one hand and held it as if it were a soiled diaper. He started to walk back to their home, but dropped the corpse as soon as he started once he heard a wet sloshing coming from the inside of its torsal cavity.
Isa rushed back to one of the walls and heaved. Some stomach acid got onto his hand as he wiped his mouth, and when he used that hand to support himself agains a metal pipe, the pipe was corroded and broke. Isa caught himself before he fell again, and ran away from the pipe while grabbing the body.
He looked at the corpse in utter revulsion as he forced himself to pick it up again and hold it close as he had to get on top of the rooftops to avoid detection by the normal humans. With the corpse over his left shoulder, he leaped halfway up the building before ramming his hand into the wall nearest to him and launched himself up the last little bit of the way.
When he returned home, his cousin greeted him at the door. She slapped his face hard enough to draw blood, which healed nearly immeadiately, but Luciana didn't care about that. "Slave! You're late! Explain yourself! Oh wait, you can't. Poor creature. Lick my feet."
With rage burning in Isa's heart, he carefully laid down the corpse, got on all fours and licked. Luciana first stuck out her left foot, so Isa started there. He took her big toe into his mouth and sucked for a few seconds while running his toungue over it. He then moved on to her other toes, taking the rest into his mouth at once and licking those much in the same way as the first one. He then ran his toungue down the arch of her foot, to the heel, and back, and resumed licking her toes. After a few short minutes of this, Luciana, with her face red, and hugging her chest with one arm reaching down to her crotch, kicked Isa away with an enraged look on her face.
"You mindless beast! How dare you do this to me!"
Luciana's kick had made Isa fall over backwards, and seeing Isa in this quasi-defenceless position made her even more aroused than she already was. She walked up to him and forced her right foot into his mouth directly. "Lick, you stupid animal!"
Having no choice in the matter, Isa complied, and licked the arch of her foot before she moved her foot so that her toes were above his mouth, and she shoved all 5 toes into his mouth, forcing his toungue to lick them. Once Isa was forced to do this, Luciana threw her head back and let out an extremely erotic moan. Isa, even though he hated her with the depths of his heart, took a sneak peek at Luciana's moist snatch and slowly reached towards his slowly thickening member. Luciana caught this move, and pinned his left hand to the ground with magic and stomped on his right hand with her left foot.
This move forced Luciana's foot further down into Isa's throat, which made Isa gag and produce more saliva, which started dripping down his face, while making a real mess of Luciana's foot. The sensations from Isa's mouth around Luciana's foot proved too much to bear for her, as she orgasmed, dripping onto Isa's face, which only served to arouse her even more, as the front of her skirt was swelling until it popped and her large member was exposed.
With one hand around her engorged cock, she forced orgasm after orgasm out of herself while Isa was gagging around her foot, whos struggles only exited her sadistic tendencies. Every time she came, she tried to get as much of her cum onto Isa's face.
Every time Luciana did this, Isa vowed to make Luciana's death more and more shameful.
Finally, Luciana could get no more out of herself so she pulled her foot out of Isa's mouth with a small trail of spit and bile connecting his toungue with her foot. Isa's penis at this time was still like a flagpole, and he was still struggling against the bonds forced onto him.
Luciana's face lit up in sadistic pleasure as she got the idea that drove the final nail in her coffin. She stomped her foot onto Isa's neck, removed his bindings, and told him to jerk off.
Isa's hands reached towards his engorged member obediently, being able to do nothing to get away or refuse. With his dwindling supply of oxygen, he rubbed himself desperately to avoid more torture. His frantic rubbing eventually caused him to ejaculate and squirt so hard he reached Luciana's face and splashed in her eye, causing her to stumble back, shouting in rage. At that, Isa had blacked out due to the lack of oxygen reching his cells, and Luciana had nothing to take out her rage on.
***
When Isa woke up, he was tied to a large post in the center of an empty room. For a quick second, he broke composure and looked around the room frantically, trying to figure out where he was. However, he quickly spotted Luciana in the corner of the room, thankfully not looking at him, but preparing a whip.
"So, slave. You know what happens when a slave disobeys their master? They get punished. They get punished until they're mindless dolls. Except you're already mindless... But you're getting punished anyways."
Luciana trailed her whip down Isa's back, uncoiling it as she did. She drew several steps back, and Isa made a superhuman effort not to tense up in anticipation, as that would have given him away.
Luciana suddenly whipped his back with a force that would have ripped through most humans. On Isa, however, she only could make a deep scratch. "Looks like you can take some more. I'd ask you how you feel, but an animal can't communicate. Ooh, look at that. You're already healing the damage."
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Luciana whipped Isa again, harder this time. A flap of skin came loose from Isa's back, but started healing almost immediately. Luciana let this happen and whipped the same area again. This time, Isa jerked away from the pain, as any sentient being would. With this, the cousins had begun a vicious cycle. One day turned into a week of this torture. All the while, Luciana would attack him with the whip, and let him heal up.
At times, Luciana would leave to eat and hunt. However, she gave none to Isa. At this point, His body had gone through all the spare fats it could and eaten them, and was starting to eat his own muscles to stay alive. Their metabolism was higher than that of a human's, who could have gone for around a month without eating. Isa's face was starting to look a little gaunt, and he was noticeably getting thinner. After a few days of this treatment, Luciana finally let Isa go. She threw a limb at his face. It was skinned, old, and dry. All that was there was the meat on the bone. At this point, he was so hungry he even ate the bone.
"Come, bitch. We're hunting. Though you won't be much help in that state," Luciana said. Isa gave her a hatefilled look as her back was turned. Because of his treatment, he had scars criss-crossing his back. Those scars would never heal, and serve as a permanent reminder to not let anyone rise over him. That moment, he vowed to himself to give Luciana scars that would never heal before killing her. He knew he had to do everything back to her. He could not let this humiliation stand.
As quickly and as mindlessly as he could, he rose and went with her. Like the first time he hunted, they went down to the downtown core to get some food. Isa had lost track of time, and was somewhat not surprised that they had gone out at night. It was one of the only times they could go out to hunt. They had an easy time of getting their prey, who Isa tore into before they were all dead. Luciana lured them into the alleyway, and Isa jumped behind them and took a huge bite out of their throats before collapsing onto them from exhaustion. After waiting a couple of seconds, Luciana kicked him hard in the leg.
"Idiot! They were supposed to die a painful death! Fine! Mindless shitpile, go eat! Fucking trash!" She yelled as she walked off in a huff. She had broken Isa's femur, and without knowing, had caused an open fracture, making a jagged edge of the bone pierce through his skin. Isa set that in a hurry, letting it heal as he dug into his victims. Of one, he quickly ate the legs and arms, leaving the torso, and of the other, he ate the heart, stomach, brain, eyes, toungue, and a bite of the lungs and liver, which he quickly spat out, as both were smokers and drug addicts.
When Isa was just finishing his food, Luciana returned with a bit of blood splatter on her arms, carrying another arm. She slapped Isa across the face with the arm when she stepped up to him. "Come dog, we're leaving. Get up."
She bounded up the side of the building, leaving the arm and corpses Isa made behind. "Bitch, we're going to stage an attack on a long standing rival of mine. I don't know why I told you that, it doesn't matter what I do you. I used to like you, you know?" As she said this, she went behind him and hugged him.
"Then I found out I could do this to you. I found out you were like me." She dug her long nails deep into Isa's chest, deep into his muscles. She then pulled away, causing some tissue to rip. A little blood squirted out, which slightly aroused Luciana. She pulled her nails out, and reached across his abdomen with both hands and deeply scratched him, making an 'X' with her hands, causing two deep sets of furrows to be etched into his abdomen. Her hands were slowly getting bloody. As she was doing this whole thing, she took a huge bite of his shoulder, and started sucking his blood. "What makes this better is the fact that you can't do anything back to me."
Isa stood like a statue the whole time she did this whole thing to him. Feeling her press into him, feeling her nipples in his back, feeling her hardening member on his leg, feeling her hands on his front, feeling her bite into him and moan really erotically into his shoulder, nearly pushed him over the edge. He almost turned on her there and took her hard. Instead, he stood there. Doing nothing, waiting for her to finish. After a couple of minutes, she did, and drew some symbols into the air, her horns and her hand glowing. With a gut-wrenching feeling, they were suddenly in a new place.
They were standing just inside a gate on a cobblestone road leading up to an immense mansion. Isa bet that there were upwards of 50 rooms. It was three floors high above ground, was around 100 metres in length on the face side, and was coloured a light brown, with dark brown roofing and shutters. It had a large portico with 12 white greek-style columns, with intricate carvings near the top, 6 on each side, about 10 metres apart from eachother. The driveway led up to the portico with a large loop that had a garden in the centre. The garden was massive, with three trees included within it. There were all kinds of flowers, including out of season flowers like Daffodils and Tulips. Isa and Luciana stood about 200 metres from the entrance of the house. They began to walk towards it.
Suddenly, Luciana pulled Isa off into one of the bushes on the side of the road. "We're here to kill everyone, you know. There's a lot of people in there. I need you to go crazy on those people... Kill them for me?"
Isa knew that he couldn't rebel at this very second. His hands were tied. He had to kill everyone. As this dawned on him, Luciana drew some more strange symbols in the air, and waved them onto Isa's chest. The second they touched his skin, His vision turned red. He knew he had to break something, he knew he had to rip limb from limb. He knew he had to beat something to a pulp, to slice, to tear, to eviscerate.
Isa let out a huge roar, alerting everyone of his presence. All around him, the air was shimmering like a mirage from the heat coming off of his bare skin as he charged at the mansion. His dash lasted for only a few seconds before he jumped at a distance of around ten metres and blew the hardwood double doors off their hinges. His feet left cracks in the doors, and splinters flew when the hinges were ripped out and where the deadbolt lock broke. The doors flew for five more metres and struck a guard in the head and chest, shattering his ribcage and crushing him beneath them. Incedentally, this is also where Isa landed. He reached down and ripped out the nearly dead guard's throat.
Isa straightened triumphantly, threw his head back, and roared a challenge to the whole house. The first to come was a guard, onto whom Isa simply jumped onto, feet landing on either shoulder. He grabbed the guard's head and pulled up. The head and most of the spine came out with it. Several more guards came running at the sound of his roar, and only just entered the room, and by then, Isa had clubbed them all to death with the head and spine of the first guard. Of the five that entered the atrium, 3 died with their heads bashed in, and the other two had their chests caved in by the skull. At the end of that battle, the Isa's club had broken, and brain matter could be seen dripping from the cracks.
Yet still Isa wasn't done. He knew there were more people to kill. In his rage, he simply barreled through multiple walls while hunting anything living by their scent. Whenever he found another person, he would leap onto them, knocking them over, and either taking a bite out of their necks, shoving his hands through their sternum and opening their chests, or if he pounced onto their backs, he did his best to rip their spines from their backs. One during his rampage he gored someone, but decided to not repeat that maneuver because he got blood in his eyes. There were a few people in the mansion that gave him trouble, but his berzerker-like rampage gave even his weakened muscles the strength to overpower them all. Only one person was able to actually retaliate to his savagery, blinking away and getting a hit onto Isa. He wasn't able to do much more before Isa removed him of his heart.
Once Isa had finally slain all the inhabitants of the mansion, he was able to exit his rage, the symbols evaporated and he took notice of where he was. The final room he ended up in was an expensive looking study, the shelves filled with old books with titles he couldn't understand. The main thing that caught his attention were the files open on his last victim's desk. What he found made him seethe with even more rage towards Luciana than ever before.
She was trying to use him to kill his twin sister he thought to be dead.