When a man enacts vengeance, it is quick and severe....

A fury that burns everything it touches....A screaming voice that echoes endlessly...

The ultimate end is death, the ultimate retribution of the afflicted soul....

However... there is more than one kind Vengeance....

"Which do you choose?" A woman with pale white skin softly chanted. "Sex... or Suffering?" She stood over a man in chains licking her lips at him lustfully.

The man below her, was a complete abomination. He had tattered skin and battered bones, torn apart from years of sadistic torture. His thick black hair had grown long both on his head and his face, nearly reaching the ground from both ends, and a smell as foul as death emanating from his pores.

And yet...

As the woman gazed upon the man, she looked at him not as an ugly monster, not of a broken soul, but as if he was the most beautiful object that occupied her world.

The man leaned up, straining to look up at his captor through the chains that restrained him. As his frigid blue eyes met his captor, a silent rage poured over him.

"I... will never... willingly put my dick inside you!" The man screamed, using the last bits of his strength to yell at the woman. 

PTU!!!

The rugged man spat a thick wad of spit into the woman's face, splattering itself across her cheek.

"Heh" The woman laughed softly with an evil smile.

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Grinning from ear to ear, she stuck out her tounge towards the side of her face, reaching the corner of the wad of boogers and flem, the man had launched at her. Licking her face in ecstacy, she cleaned up the slobber, slowly devouring it until their was not even the smallest trace of it left.

"Very well" She said taking off her clothes. "I will enjoy the pleasure, while you suffer!"

Her skin sparkled like the faintest ours of midnight as her clothes fell to the ground. A paleness that had as much beauty as it had, deviance. Her blond hair dropped down to her plump breasts that on either nipple, had a hoop piecing imbedded into them.

She slowly walked forward touching herself sexually.

The man screamed, desperately trying to move in his restrained bondage.

Pouncing on top of him, the woman easily overpowering him without the slightest problem. As she towered over the man, she stripped off his pants exposing his unerect penis.

"Guards" She ordered the men behind her. "Bring me the Vermouth"

The guards came forward with a small red vile of liquid in their hands, and carefully handed it to the woman.

The man howled and groaned, filling the halls of the prison with his screams as he tried to fight back. He fought with all his might to keep his mouth shut as the woman held the vile over him, trying to get it down his throat.

With the swiftness of an assassin, the woman delivered a palm thrust to the mans throat, forcing him to gasp for air.

In the moment his mouth opened, she poured the contents of the vial down the mans throat, trailing it across his lips.

The man let out a roar shaking the walls of his prison as his body began to mutate.

Hair sprouted from every pore in his skin, coating him in silver fur from head to toe, as a giant set of teeth grew out from out of hisjaws.

Down at his waste, his penis, began to enlarge, swelling from an erotic drive the overwhelmed his body.

"Yes!!! YES!!" The woman screamed as she leapt on top of his foot long penis. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her pale face became flushed with red.

As she rode him, dark red red wings appeared on her back and a set of fangs began to emerge from her teeth.

"YESS ALPHA!" She screamed digging her fangs into the back of the mans neck as she rode him.

"Vermouth!" The man screamed as she tortured him through the night.

"VERMOUTH!"