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Chapter 12: Lord Aldoor reborn

Chapter 12: Lord Aldoor reborn

Gregor awoke naked on a bare metal table, vinyl straps holding him tight. A spotlight from above shone into his eyes.

“What? Where am I?” he said.

Several figures surrounded the table. He couldn’t see anything clearly through the oppressive spotlight. Sweat dripped from his forehead and rolled into his eyes. Low chants emanated throughout the chamber.

“Aldoor—Aldoor—Aldoor,” several voices said.

A woman came into view. She was wearing some kind of metal mask and not much else. Her bare skin rubbed against his exposed arm. A tingling sensation enveloped him.

“Will you fulfill your duties as Lord Aldoor?” the woman said.

Gregor was transfixed. He couldn’t take his eyes off the woman who leaned close.

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“Accept and you will be granted extreme pleasure. Deny us and prepare for agony’s embrace.”

“I…accept,” Gregor said.

Inhuman sounds of gleeful delight filled the space. A low drumbeat played while several scantily clad dancers paraded around him. Their faces were misshapen, their noses and mouths were enormous, but their bodies were perfect. One of the figures chanted.

Lord Aldoor hides from the light. He takes on the righteous fight.

The rest of the lyrics were drowned out by drums and some exotic string instruments he didn’t know.

The ambiant light changed, it was replaced by a indirect lighting that cast several ominous shadows. A stone altar lie in the center of the area and he sat atop it like a leader surveying his kingdom. The ceiling opened and an icy breeze entered the chamber. A thunderous roar and streaks of lightning enveloped his senses. A woman with milky white skin and black horns approached. She was dressed in some kind of thin robe. The increasing wind blew the robe off bare skin. Gregor gasped as he took in her form.

“Are you ready to play your part?” the woman said as she ran her fingers through his curly hair.

The sensation nearly drove him mad.

“I am,” Gregor heard himself say.

The woman disrobed and gave him the most seductive kiss he had ever experienced.