Embracing The Darkness
 

Private for me and BlissfullEternity

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Name: Jesse Klamark
Age: Turned 18 less than a month ago
Height: 5'5
Weight: 110 lbs
Hair Colour: Blonde
Eye Colour: Aqua Green
Cock Size: 7 inches, average girth, cut
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"How many more left?"

"I'd say twenty."

Sighing deeply, Jesse nodded his head as he looked up at he ceiling, talking into his old flip phone with his legs kicking out past the couch.
"Alright. Maybe I'll work on it, if not...I'll talk to you in a few days. See you at work."

Saying goodbye to his friend, Jesse flipped the cell shut and turned over onto his stomach, laying his head on his warm pillow and looking around the room. He had just gotten home after his part-time job, still struggling to find a real one after high school. It wasn't easy, especially when he had barely any financial help to get into college, the one he'd been wanting to go to for years.
Deeply sighing, Jesse decided to head up to his bedroom, passing by his parents room just in time to hear the discussing work as per usual.

He had no siblings. Instead he had two very workaholic parents who barely spent much time with him, unless it was during the summer where they had one 'Family Day' experience. Even that wasn't enough. Friends weren't very plentiful, in fact the only one he had was at his work, and even that idiot was pretty sad. Smoking pot and having sex seemed to be the only things he had an interest in.

Laying down onto his bed, Jesse kicked off his shorts and slipped his thin shirt off, leaving himself in his tight briefs while pulling his blue blanket overtop of him. For a moment, Jesse really just wished his life was different. It was so boring, difficult, he nearly dreaded going to work tomorrow and having people mistaken him for a child, or a young girl.
Rubbing his forehead, Jesse looked up at the ceiling, his mind hazed with fatigue and contemplations. If only his life were different...then maybe he'd be happier.
Within a few minutes, Jesse's green eyes slid shut, his mind drifting off until all that was in his head were dreams that clouded his judgement.

The night came swiftly like it always did. The stars seemed to shimmer so brightly tonight, like bits of wildfire unable to be tamed by the blackness of the sky. The hooves of his horse knocked against the wood drawbridge as he entered his castle. A servant quickly came to grab his steed as Dante hopped off, the clang of steel on steel echoing through the empty night as his breastplate hit off of his gauntlets. He took of his helmet and handed it to another servant, letting his long, blonde hair cascade down his back and across his blade. It had been just another day, pillaging towns and burning down the houses of the followers of his pathetic foes. He was in need of a long, warm bath.

"Sir, I have some urgent news for you." said a short, brown-haired male. He looked to be in his late teens, and had a large scar across one eye.

"What is it Jayce?" Dante asked. "This better be important."

"Just a few moments ago, when your guards were patrolling the south entrance, they found a girl, or well, they thought he was a girl, laying in the desert sand. He seemed to be unconscious, so we dragged him back here." Jayce told him. "We didn't know how he got there, and everyone knows that the Sanubia Desert is off limits, so we stripped him and threw him in your dungeon for questioning."

Dante cocked an eyebrow at the information. Everyone knew not to enter the Sanubia desert. He had put years into making sure no one ever crossed that land again. To suddenly find someone there, let alone a boy, was interesting. His bath could definitely wait. "Thank you Jayce. You're dismissed.".

Dante made his was to the dungeon, crossing the courtyard of his castle to the lone structure near the south entrance to the desert. He placed it there so if anyone did escape, the only place they had to run was the dry, expansive desert. Luckily, no one ever escaped. Down the winding steps he went, his armour still clattering with every step he took. Once he reached the boy's cell, he opened up the door. There was the mystery boy. He was completely naked, each limb chained up against the cold, stone walls, making the boy look like a small, fleshy star. His guards weren't wrong in assuming he was a female, given his slender, curvy body.

Dante grabbed a chair from the gaoler's room and took a seat in the boy's room, patiently waiting for him to wake up. Tonight was going to be interesting, and Dante knew he was in for some fun.

In his eyes, there was so much fear. It made Dante grin in a way that would make the devil proud. Watching those tears start to well up in those soft eyes of his, and seeing him struggle only made the tall lord laugh to himself. The poor kid was definitely no enemy. Hell, he was probably no threat at all. The fear in his voice and in his eyes was far too genuine for it to be an act. When he heard the boy's weak voice, he only smiled. "Oh, you poor, hopeless little thing. I am the wrong person to be begging to for mercy." Dante told him, his voice low and thick with malice. It was clear he was getting some sort of enjoyment out of the boy's suffering. "I might let you go, and I might not. It all depends on how well you answer my questions." He told the boy. Standing up, the rugged man took off his chest plate, resting it on the floor, along with his sword. The sword was in itself an item of magnificence, being even taller than the man who wielded it.

Dante rotated his arms, sighing at how good it felt to be freed of the heavy armour. Now, his torso was covered in a simple cloth shirt, exposing his muscular arms to the boy. "What I want to know is your name, boy. And more importantly, where you came from, and why in hell you were in the Sanubia desert." He told the smaller male. "Give me all the right answers, and I might be able to set you free. But if you lie to me..." Dante's smile quickly faded away, a menacing, terrifying scowl in its place. "I will make every second of your life a living hell." He warned him. Then, just like that, the scowl was gone, his sly smile back on his face. "Tick tock boy. The longer you wait to tell me, the less likely your odds are to go free."

The rugged man laughed when he saw the boy's hands ball into fists. As if a twig like him could have the strength to peel a banana, let alone break free of any chains or inflict any pain on Dante. Looking into the boy's eyes, Dante listened closely to every word to see if they were any signs of lying. His name was Jesse Klamark. That much seemed to be true. But the rest of it didn't make any sense. He had never heard of any place called Gallberry Crescent, or North America. "Boy...Jesse, you're not making any sense. There is no place called Gallberry Crescent or North America here. Come to think of it, there is no House Klamark either. Not in this land or the next. Klamark is no bastard name either." Nothing the boy said rang any bells. Dante spent years studying every ink stained page of every book he could find, memorizing the geographies and houses of this wide continent. But the boy wasn't lying. Every word he spoke was true. There was a possibility that the boy was just stupid, but he didn't seem like it. His speech was remarkable, like that of nobility, yet he just didn't make any sense.

The tears seemed to run down the boy's face. It only made Dante laugh once more. "Poor, poor Jesse. Crying already? I haven't even done anything to you. If you want a reason to cry, I can give you a reason to cry." Slowly, Dante approached the boy, pressing his large body against the teen's. He leaned in and trailed his tongue along the teen's cheek, tasting his tears before sliding his tongue into the boy's mouth. He let his tongue swim around in Jesse's mouth for a bit, letting him taste his own tears before pulling away. Then, without a word, he turned around and grabbed his armour and his sword. There was a chance the boy was delirious. He would need to make sure the boy was in his right mind when he questioned him again.

"You're not going anywhere. Tomorrow, my servants will bring you food and drink, and I will be back for more questions." Dante told him. He exited the room, locking the door behind him as he headed for his bedchamber.

The next morning came quickly as Dante rose out of bed, his morning erection standing tall and proud against his chest. Normally, he would order Jayce to find one of his slaves to help relieve himself before getting his day started, but he decided to hold off on that tradition. Today, he was going to have some of the most fun he's had in a very long while, and its all because of a certain scared blonde in his dungeon. Pulling on some loose cloth breaches, Dante stepped out onto the balcony of his bedchamber and began his morning workout. It wasn't anything too major. Just a few hundred pushups and a few hundred sit-ups. It was just enough to get a sweat building, making his body seemingly glow and making his musk a bit stronger. He was halfway through his second set when Jayce showed up with a tall male in chains.

"Lord Dante, I've brought you your slave for your morning ritual." Dante ignored the brunette and went about completing his final set. When he got up, he looked at the slave Jayce picked out. "You've got a great idea of my taste, Jayce. However, today I won't be needing him.". He told his servant. Jayce knew better than to ask why the change in ritual. Instead, he nodded. "Send the slave back to his cell, and be sure to leave a tray of fruit, bread and wine by the door of the boy from last night." Jayce nodded once again as Dante pulled on a light, black, sleeveless silk shirt.

The devious lord made his way back to the dungeon, finding his tray of food waiting there for him. Picking up the food, he walked into Jesse's cell and locked the door behind him. He placed the tray onto the chair he sat on from last night and took the cup of wine off of the tray. Nothing loosened the mind and the lips more than a bit of alcohol. He walked up to Jesse and placed the cup against his lips. "Drink. Your voice was cracking last night. If you're going to be talking, I'd rather not have your voice assaulting my ears." He told the blonde boy. He tilted the cup towards the boy's lips. "Now, when you're done drinking the wine, you're going to tell me once again who you are, where you're from and why you were in the Sanubia desert." He told him.

The boy seemed to guzzle down the wine like it was water. Dante would never have guessed that such a small, girly looking male could wash back so much wine like he did. It made the slender blonde a bit more attractive than he already was. He listened closely when he heard the blonde begin to talk again. He repeated his name, Jesse Klamark. Dante was expecting the boy to repeat the same thing from yesterday, his gibberish about Gallberry Crescent and this land of North America, yet he stopped himself from doing so. What he heard instead was that he didn't know about the Sanubia desert. Dante pulled the cup from his lips and placed it on his tray. How could he not know about the Sanubia desert? There were several legends about the desert and all of its supposedly magical past. The tales were taught to every child, and every kingdom used to send armies out to find these items from the legends before Dante had stopped them. There was absolutely no way Jesse could not have heard about the Sanubia desert, unless he really didn't know about them.

"So you weren't lying yesterday, and you're not delusional." Dante said, his voice low and stern. He grabbed a bunch of grapes and ripped off a few. Walking back to the blonde, he placed a grape at his lips. "The Sanubia desert is just one of many places here in the continent of Lohrne. You are in Castle Darkedge, which is owned by me, Dante Darkedge." He told Jesse as he fed him the grapes. There was a clear way to see if the boy was not from this land. "Tell me Jesse, have you heard my name before?" He asked.

There was truth in his answer. Dante knew for a fact that Jesse was not lying about knowing him. If he did know, then he knew the price he would have to pay if he was lying, and that alone would make him tell him the truth. Yet, Jesse was adamant about it. That's when Dante realized, Jesse was not from this world. "You have not heard of me?" Dante asked as he fed the blonde the last of the grapes. "As I have told you, my name is Dante Darkedge. I am quite infamous in the land of Lohrne. Everyone speaks of me. Some in praise. Some in terror." He told Jesse. "The reason people talk my name is because they like to spread tales about what type of man I am." He said as he pulled his fingers away from the boy's lips.

"Welcome to the land of Lohrne, Jesse. You have much to learn about this land. And the first thing I'm going to teach you is just what kind of man I am." He said as he smiled at the boy. Then, he leaned in and kissed the boy again. His tongue swam around the boy's mouth, wrapping and pinning down the blonde's tongue. At the same time, his fingers traced the blonde's sides, giving them a light massage before finding his nipples. His fingers began to gently graze his nipples, knowing the boy was weak and too much stimulation might exhaust him. He still wanted some energy from the boy. Whether it was desire or restraint was up to Jesse. Dante continued to take Jesse's mouth, kissing him lustfully, not pulling away until he was satisfied with the kiss.

This definitely wasn't the first time Dante had his ways with one of his captives, and it probably won't be the last. However, it was the first time he had met someone whose mind and body were so out of sync. It was clear that Jesse didn't want this. He could feel him struggling, between his stiff body and his lifeless mouth. Yet, his body was telling a different story. His nipples were nice and erect and the boy was starting to moan. The more time he spent with Jesse, the more interesting and intriguing the boy became. Dante pulled back from the kiss, a string of saliva bridging their lips together for only a second before it broke. That same wicked smile was plastered on his face as he moved his lips south. "Have you ever been touched like this before Jesse?" He asked as his tongue began to circle Jesse's right nipple. "Or have you only dreamed of it?" He asked teasingly, knowing what the answer was, and what answer Jesse wanted to give.

Dante closed his lips around Jesse's nipple, sucking on it lightly as his teeth clamped down on the sensitive nub. The strong, rugged man bit down gently on the nipple, pulling on it ever so slightly as one of his hands moved to the other nipple. He flicked it a few times before he grabbed the boy's flat breast and began to grope it and knead it. There was nothing he enjoyed more than knowing the kind of psychological trauma he was causing Jesse right now. Dante had already made up his mind on what he wanted to do with the boy. He wanted to break him. Sure, Jesse was saying no now, but he was going to push him to the point where he was going to beg for more. Perhaps it wouldn't be this time, but Dante had all the time in the world. He could abuse the boy as much as he wanted, and there was nothing Jesse could do about it.

Jesse's cries of protest only seemed to fuel Dante's lust for him. Every time he refused to give in, Dante bit down on his nipples and sucked on them harder. It was fun hearing him cry out "no", only to have his chest push harder into his lips. The evil lord was a bit confused by the boy's soft cock. Surely, if the body was stimulated, the boy's cock should have been hard as a rock. Especially given how young the boy was. Any touch should have gotten his teenage dick erect in seconds. Yet, it hung there, flaccid. Perhaps the boy needed some rest. That was fine with Dante. He did have years to toy with the teen. He finally decided to pull away from Jesse's nipples. As soon as he did, he slapped the boy hard across the face. "What did I say about lying?" He said. "You've dreamt of this ever since you could cum, haven't you Jesse?" Dante asked. If the boy's body was any tell, he knew Jesse had given thought to having a man touch him like this.

Dante kept his body close to the blonde's as he brought his own large digits to his lips, giving them a generous suck before pressing them against Jesse's entrance. He rubbed the teen's hole, teasing him slowly with his thick, wet fingers. "Go on Jesse. Tell me the truth. Have you been dreaming about this?" Dante asked as he pushed his fingers into the teen. He began to slowly finger him with two fingers, surprised at just how tight the blonde's ass was. "Tell me the truth, and I might just let you go." The vicious tyrant told him, waving the thought of freedom over his head.

That wicked, devilish grin on Dante's face seemed to grow wider when he heard Jesse begin to confess to everything. Hearing about how the boy fucked himself at night made the cock in his pants swell. His manhood was unbelievably hard at this point, actually causing Dante physical pain from keeping it trapped with his pants. He wanted nothing more than to whip it out and fuck Jesse with it, but that's where he differed from the teen. He had willpower and he had strength. This wasn't for his short term pleasure. He was going to break Jesse, and that meant not giving him his cock, not yet. Instead, Dante continued to finger Jesse's tight, virgin ass, plunging his digits deep into his insides to jab them against his prostate. Once he found the boy's sweet spot, he began to rub his fingers against it, massaging it gently. "You've always wondered what it's like to have a man inside you? You're quite the perverted one Jesse." He said as he jabbed the boy's prostate once again.

"You're lucky Jesse. Because there's no better man to have inside of you than yours truly." With his free hand, Dante slipped his pants down, letting his thick, 13-inch cock out of its cloth prison. The thick piece of meat slapped hard against Dante's stomach, throbbing wildly. "You've dreamt of it for so long, haven't you Jesse?" Dante whispered, his voice taking on a more dominating, seductive tone. He pulled his fingers out of Jesse's ass. Then, he gripped his hips firmly and lined his large cock up with Jesse's virgin hole. He pressed the massive, bulbous head against Jesse's entrance, forcing the boy's ring of muscle to stretch open wide to accomodate his massive length. He pushed in slightly, not enough to actually penetrate the boy, but just enough to let the boy feel just how much his ass would be stretched if he pushed his cock inside.

Then, he stepped away. "You will continue to dream of it." Dante said harshly as he stuffed his gigantic manhood back into his pants. He smiled that wicked smile once again, knowing how much torture he possibly inflicted on the teen. Getting him so close to his very desires, only to yank it away in just a moment. He moved close to the teen, leaning in as if he were going to kiss him once more, only for a loud crash to be heard. The chain holding one of Jesse's legs to the wall was crushed, freeing that appendage. Three more times, Dante grabbed each of the chains holding Jesse to the wall and yanked hard on them, ripping them apart and causing Jesse to fall onto his chest.

The vicious lord lowered the boy and dropped him onto the cold, stone floor. "Don't ever lie to me again." They were the only words Dante had left before leaving Jesse in the floor of his cell, his legs and hands completely free, to do whatever they wanted once night fell.

Never had Dante moved so swiftly for a bath. He needed a cold bath more than anything right now. It took every fibre of willpower in his body not to just turn around, open the door to Jesse's cell and fuck him silly against the wall. He could tell his body was upset with his decision from just how painfully erect he was, his cock almost ready to break free of his pants. When Dante arrived upstairs, he found his bath had already been drawn for him. "Thank you Jayce." Dante muttered to himself as he stripped naked. His brown-haired squire seemed to know everything he was going to do. He would be sure to reward him for his endless loyalty. Stepping into the tub, Dante rested his head the edge of the tub, letting his mind wander to his other matters at hand. It wasn't long before he was thinking about all of his enemies, but every now and then his mind would drift back to Jesse's tight ass.

His massive manhood was beginning to soften as he found himself thinking of Jesse, but not in any sexual way. Where was this Gallberry Crescent and this land of North America he had talked about? Dante knew it existed. He could tell just by Jesse's tone of voice. The mystery was too much for him. He climbed out of the bath. His cock now completely flaccid, Dante slipped on a simple shirt and pants. There was somewhere he needed to go. Down the stairs from his bedchamber was a large arch with doors made of oak. Opening them would reveal several stories of bookshelves, filled with books of every variety. There had to be some mention of Jesse's lands somewhere in one of these books.

He pulled every book about geography he could find. He even pulled a few books about mythical lands and islands just to double check. With a stack of books in hand, he sat down at the table and began to scan the pages, looking for these mysterious lands Jesse spoke of. It was only five books in when Jayce arrived. "Not to bother you sir, but I'm about to retire. Do you have any need of me?" The brunette asked. Dante was about to dismiss him when a thought occurred.

"Yes. I want you to take the bottle of lubricant in the top drawer of my bedchamber and deliver it to Jesse. If he's sleeping, place it near him." Jayce nodded and left the library, while Dante returned to reading. The next time Dante saw Jesse, he was going to make sure that bottle of lube was empty one way or another.

Dante's head flew backwards as he realized he wasn't in his bed. In his haste, he accidentally tore a page that was stuck to his cheek right out of a rare book about the mythical legends of the Sanubia Desert. "Fuck!" He said as he took the page off of his cheek. He placed the page back in its place and wrote a note to Jayce, asking him to bind it back together. Normally, in the morning, Dante would once again perform his morning ritual of working out and getting his morning wood serviced, but he found no need for that today. If all went as planned, he would be getting serviced and much more of a workout from the hot blonde in his dungeon. Jayce seemed to know that ahead of time, because there was already a tray of food waiting at Jesse's dungeon door when he got there.

Entering the blonde's cell once again, he saw the boy holding the bottle of lube. What he also didn't notice were any particular kind of stains on the walls, floor or his body, or even the scent of semen in the air. When the boy had a clear mind, he was quite resilient, which Dante definitely had to respect in some manner. But once again, it was only when he had a clear mind, and as Dante proved earlier, he could cloud the poor teen's thoughts very easily. "Yes, that's lube. Do you know what its for?" Dante grabbed the cup of wine from the tray of food and gave it to Jesse, now that his hands were free to hold it.

As Jesse grabbed the cup of wine from him, Dante took the lube from his hands. Without waiting for Jesse's response, Dante answered the questions. "It's to make things fit in that tight virgin hole of yours much easier. But there are other ways to prepare you for that." The bulge in Dante's pants was already showing as he walked over to grab the tray of food. He placed it next to Jesse. It consisted of a few pieces of apples and grapes and a load of bread with some butter. "Go ahead. Have your food, and I'll have mine." Dante placed both hands on the teen's thighs, and with one rough yank, forced his legs to part as wide as possible. Then, he leaned in and locked his lips against that tight pucker and began to rub his tongue all over the hole, pushing that long, rigid appendage deep into the blonde's ass as he began to eat him out.

Jesse was reacting much faster this time around. Even though the boy had rested and his body was stronger, his resolve seemed to be weaker. Within just a few moments, Jesse was moaning for him. Sure, it wasn't as loud as he wanted it to be, but it was far louder than yesterday. He knew he was making progress with the blonde. He could feel Jesse's cock stiffen up, along with the rest of his body, knowing it was the pleasure that was putting him in such a slight stasis. Pulling away for a moment, saliva dripped down the sides of Dante's lips as he looked up at the teen. "You better eat up Jesse, you're going to need your strength when I take you." Dante told him before leaning back into the boy's ass.

He put more vigour into his action, sticking his tongue deep into Jesse's ass as he began to eat him out like a wild beast. His long, thick tongue seemed to lash around the teen's insides, covering every inch of his walls with his saliva. His hands began to gently caress Jesse's thighs, his fingers moving quite gracefully and softly, which was quite the opposite of the relentless tongue fucking he was giving the teen's ass. To be honest, Dante had not decided whether or not he was going to fuck Jesse today or not. The one thing he was sure of was that Dante would not be the one to begin the encounter. When Dante did finally take Jesse's virginity, it would be because Jesse asked him, no, begged him for it.

That was what Dante was fishing for. Hearing that loud "ah" was everything Dante wanted. The noise echoed throughout the empty dungeon cell, making it even louder than it already was. He could feel the boy's body stiffening up even more. He knew the boy was getting close to climax, but there was no way in hell Dante was letting him finish so fast. The day had just begun, and the villainous lord had much more in store for the poor teen. Dante pulled back from Jesse's ass, revealing the blonde's dripping and thoroughly licked hole. The rugged male licked his lips as he stood up. "You said you wouldn't eat unless I stopped right? So hurry up and eat. Or else I'll starve you for a week." Dante threatened.

As the boy chowed down on his food, Dante stood up and began to strip naked. Every muscle in his body seemed to bulge and throb with every slight movement, especially the large muscle in between his legs. His magnificent, thick, drooling cock stood tall, glistening from all the pre-cum covering the bulbous head and hefty shaft. Looking at Jesse, he could see the fear in his eyes. It wasn't the normal fear he saw. No, the boy no longer feared for his life. All he feared was pain. The pain he would feel from having his massive manhood penetrating his virgin ass. It was a look he saw in the eyes of many of his partners when he slept with them for the first time.

Dante knew exactly how to get rid of that fear. Part of what made Dante so threatening was that no one knew what he was going to do next. Some people called him insane, but he preferred to be called unpredictable. When people didn't know what you were going to do next, they would have no way to prepare themselves for what you might do. Their guards would be down, and that's when Dante would strike. With Jesse, all the boy knew of him so far was that he was rough and forceful, and that's what the teen was preparing himself for. It was time to change up his tactics.

"Lesson number one about the land of Lohrne. Never believe what you see. Nothing or no one will lie to you as much as your eyes do." Dante told him as he walked up to Jesse, his massive dick just inches away from Jesse's face. "I know what you think of me. That I'm evil, treacherous, forceful, ruthless. That all I want is to fuck you hard and rough. Though some of that is true, it's not all valid." He told the boy. "You've dreamed of being fucked hard and rough. I know you have Jesse, don't lie to me. And you want my cock inside of you, but you're afraid. You're afraid it's going to hurt." He explained. "But I'll show you Jesse. Just because I'm a large man, doesn't mean I am rough. I can be gentle, teach you how to take my mighty cock." He added.

"Go on. Put both hands around it and give it a few strokes. I know you've been dreaming of touching a cock this big. Don't lie to me. I know you've always wanted to feel just how heavy it feels in your hands, and how warm and hefty it is. You can even give it a few licks if you'd like. Go on." Dante told him in a hypnotic tone. The usual harshness and unsettling tone in his voice was gone, replaced by a gentle, lulling one that almost seemed to be coaxing Jesse into believing the orders he was giving was what Jesse wanted all along.

Dante watched as Jesse put his food down and raised a shaking hand towards his mighty cock. The evil lord grew more and more impressed by the blonde. It seemed that the teen had good instincts. As if the boy was learning how to adapt to the situation. He could tell that part of Jesse still thought Dante was lying, but he could also see that deep within those big, green eyes, Jesse knew the truth, that Dante was not going to rape him. When the hand finally made contact with his large cock, Dante let out a low groan that sounded much more like a growl. It was a deep, primal noise, befitting of a man with such a rugged stature. "There you go Jesse. Give a few strokes. Not that threatening now, is it boy? Now that you feel it in your hands. Feeling it throb and pulse at your touch." As Jesse continued to stroke his manhood, pre-cum began to drool from the tip, running down Jesse's hand and wrist.

Normally, Dante would say that the trap was set. However, this wasn't a trap. Not at all. What Dante was going to do was help Jesse realize what he's always wanted. Help him attain what he had always been searching for: a powerful man to service. But in all truth, Dante was starting to think Jesse was more than a hot piece of ass. He hadn't met someone who had such strong intuition and instincts in a while. He was impressed when instead of reciting the same gibberish, decided to say he didn't know about the Sanubia desert. He acknowledged how ready he was to follow every one of his orders, knowing that obeying him was the best option he had. And now, now he could see that he was slowly beginning to see the truth in Dante's actions, realizing that perhaps Dante wasn't as terrifying as he initially thought.

Still, he had more to find out about the blonde before he made any decisions. "Go ahead Jesse. Put both hands on it. Give it a few good pumps. And as you do, I want you to tell me everything you want to do with my cock. Every single thing. If you do, I'll let you have a few licks of it." Dante told him. Normally, he would tell the boy "Don't lie to me", but chose to refrain from using that threat. He wanted to see if the boy still needed to be threatened, or if the promise of letting him run his tongue along his massive manhood was enough of an incentive to tell the truth.

The confessions seemed to pour out of Jesse's lips as quickly as the pre-cum was oozing out of Dante's cock. He listened as Jesse admitted to everything, going so far as to admitting he wanted Dante to breed him. Such a cute, innocent looking boy using such primal, lustful language. It was yet another welcomed surprise. As Jesse started to pick up the pace, Dante's groans became more frequent and much louder, the sounds and scent of sex starting to fill the small dungeon cell. He watched as Jesse closed his eyes as he confessed the last of his fantasies, which made Dante smile that ever wicked smile of his. Knowing that Jesse was finished, Dante pulled away. "There you go. That is all I wanted to hear." The rugged man said as he took Jesse's hands off of his cock. "I said you could lick my cock, and I will stay true to my word, but I never said when." Dante said as he picked up his pants and began to pull them on, struggling to force his massive erection back into his pants.

"I only have so much free time Jesse. These thoughts that you seemed so ashamed to confess, they are nothing to be embarrassed about. If that is what your mind and body desires, then follow it. Do not restrain yourself just because some corrupt world thinks its malicious. Live each day as if its your last." Dante told the boy. Though the statement sounded like a threat, it was yet another lesson for Jesse to learn. "Had you told me those thoughts earlier, I would have just whipped out my cock and let you suck me off right away." He said as he buttoned up his shirt. It was vital that Dante continued to show just how close Jesse was to each of his desires, just to make him break a bit faster.

With no more to say to Jesse, Dante picked up the bottle of lube and tossed it at the blonde, the item landing right between his legs. He smiled that devilish smile of his before exiting the room. Sure, he probably could have taken Jesse right there and then. After all, he did just confess to wanting him inside of him. But he wanted to observe the boy more. He had the entire night to think about everything he confessed today. Tomorrow, Dante would see if Jesse hated himself for admitting those things, or if it was the best decision he made since he came here.

It was yet another cold bathe for Dante once he left Jesse's cellar. Now knowing how good it felt to have Jesse's small, agile hands pumping his mighty cock made it that much harder to resist going down there and fucking him silly. Yet, Dante did resist, all because he had a greater plan in store for the young blonde. His mind quickly wandered to the wide land of Lohrne. The boy had no idea of the world that was outside of those dungeon walls. There were going to be a lot of precautions Dante would have to take if the boy ever left the castle. Dante had many, many enemies. If any of them found out that Jesse was part of Castle Darkedge, or even that Jesse was not of this world, they would do things that even Dante found cruel.

Once his cock had gone flaccid and Dante had soaked his body thoroughly, he decided to get out of the bathe. Drying himself off and putting on yet another simple outfit of a sleeveless shirt and leather pants, Dante headed into his bedchamber. There, he found Jayce, polishing some of his weapons. "Jayce, I'm going to need you to something for me." The brunette placed the armour back on the wall and stood at attention waiting for his order. "I need you to go into town and purchase some clothes. Nothing too fancy, just some commoner clothes for our young friend in the dungeon. If things go as planned, it won't be long until the boy will no longer be residing within that cell, and he's going to need some clothes." Jesse did have no articles of clothing on him. He would need something to wear.

"And while you're there, find a few clothes for a young woman and a few small daggers." All Jayce did was nod and he was on his way. Dante made his way to the library once more and ventured deep into the back of the room where there was a fireplace. Pulling a lever caused the fireplace to turn, opening up a large store room filled with more books. Stepping inside, he grabbed a thick red book that read "Book of Fire". Jesse had so much to learn about this land, and as Dante promised, he was going to teach him everything.

The pages seemed to turn themselves as Dante scanned the book he once pitted his entire existence on. He knew every word of this legendary book from back to front. Every spell was ingrained into the depths of his mind. There was one specific spell he was looking for. A simple fireball spell. It was the first spell he ever cast, and the one that lead him to master the fire element. It had been years since he had last cast any magic. The world viewed him as a tyrannical, ruthless warrior, skilled with weapons. He couldn't let anyone know that he knew magic. The less his enemies knew about him, the better of he was. He found the spell, reading it over quickly just to make sure he was recalling it properly in his mind. Magic was very specific, and one wrong action could have resulted in the entire library being burned down. Holding his palm out, Dante thought about his anger, and sure enough, a small ball of fire formed in his hand. Clearing his mind, the fireball disappeared. It was all he needed for now. The rugged man left for his bedchambers to rest up.

The next morning came quickly. On his drawers he found every item Jayce had sent him for. The brunette was a wonder at completing whatever task he had asked of him. When the boy was old enough, he would reward him greatly. Right away, Dante walked across the court to the dungeon and stepped into the cells. Once again, another tray of food was at the door. He picked it up and headed inside. Dante smiled as he saw the stains on the wall and on the boy's body. Dante couldn't count it as a victory just yet. The boy was just a horny youth, it could have been just an urge he needed to deal with. Dante placed the tray of food, once again consisting of bread, apples and wine, next to Jesse.

"Good morning Jesse. I see you had a great night last night." He told the boy as he began to undress. It moments he was naked, and that magnificent cock was glistening with pre-cum once more. "As I promised, you can have your few licks for your confession yesterday. But you must eat first." He told the boy. Dante began to stroke his massive manhood, covering his entire length in his thick pre-cum. "Tell me Jesse, do you still feel ashamed about everything you told me yesterday? Do you still feel embarrassed that you finally fucked yourself? Or do you not feel happier now that you've done both?" He asked, wording the question as if to lead the teen to the answers he was looking for.

Dante listened to the boy's replies. He seemed much more confident in his words. They weren't as lustful as the older male would have hoped, but they would suffice. The youth was learning quickly, which was always a positive sign for Dante. "That's good. There is nothing weaker than a man who lives in lies. A man who's life is full of lies and self-restriction is an empty life. Own every single one of your actions." Dante told the teen. "I do not regret a single thing I have done to you in this dungeon. I made you hate me. And I'm sure you still hate me, yet you want my cock as you have confessed." He added. "All of this I have done so you can learn. And you have learned, have you not? You have fucked yourself hard last night, and feel no shame. But, before, you were afraid to even tell me that detail."

Dante walked up to Jesse and placed his massive manhood just inches away from Jesse's mouth. "If you are willing to learn, I will continue to teach. But for now, take the licks of my cock that I promised you yesterday. And remember my lesson from yesterday. If you want more, speak your mind." Dante told the boy. He knew the boy thought of him as evil. The entire world did. With that tiny speech, he was hoping to turn the gears in Jesse's head, help him realize that as he said before, not everything was as it seems. He wanted to put himself in a different light for the teen. Show him that he wasn't just some tyrannical leader, but a sort of teacher to him, or a mentor, hoping that it would break down some of the resistance the boy still showed.

"I want to hear everything Jesse. You have rid your self of embarrassment and shame, so divulge every single detail of the things you thought of yesterday when you fucked yourself." He said, banking on the chances that it was his large cock he thought about. "Not just your desires Jesse. Your fears. Your doubts. Tell them all to me." He said in a stern, hypnotic voice, almost as if he was trying to put the boy in a trance. It was time to see just how far along he had progressed with breaking the boy.

Dante began to groan for the boy, letting his pleasures be known to the young teen who was continuing to lick at his cock. He knew that the boy's tongue would feel much more sensational that his hands, but he still couldn't prepare himself for the pleasure the boy was providing him. He listened to every word he said, and every sound he made. Even while getting sucked off, Dante made sure to still be observant. Years of experience taught him to never let his guard down. In times of your own vulnerability, the enemy usually was ripe for information. A weakness, a doubt, a fear. They all came to light once they thought that his guard was down. Right now, he could hear the confidence slip away from Jesse's voice, replaced by the afraid and timid child he had known a few nights earlier.

"I told you yesterday, own every action you take. These moans...they are stifled moans. Let your body enjoy it. Moan as loud as you want. Nothing should come between you and your own pleasures." Dante had told the teen as he continued to lick at his massive length. "And this fear you have, it is a reasonable fear. But as I said, if you are willing to learn, I am willing to teach." Dante pulled away from Jesse. Then, in one swift action, Dante grabbed the teen and yanked him onto his feet. He turned the boy around, pulling on the boy's legs just a bit to make sure the boy was bent over, his face and hands pressed against the wall slightly. "And today I will teach you, the only way to conquer your fears is to face them."

Dante bent down and grabbed the lube bottle on the floor, applying almost half the bottle on his giant cock. He made sure it was nice and covered before lining it up with Jesse's virgin hole. He knew the boy was going to protest, but it was time he faced his fear. Slowly, Dante pushed himself inside of Jesse. "Fuck you are tight!" Dante cried out as he continued to push himself inside of him. He continued to push forward until he felt every inch of his gigantic, thick manhood gripped by the teen's insides. Dante waited a bit, giving the boy a minute or two to catch his breathe and get accustomed to the length before he drew out the entire length of his dick before slamming it hard into him, ramming the bulbous head against the boy's prostate.

Once he thrust inside of the boy, he would wait several minutes for Jesse, letting him get used to his size. Then, he would pull out and slam back forcefully, making sure to slam his mighty cock against the boy's prostate. Then, he would wait a few more minutes and thrust again. Within fifteen minutes, Dante thrusted only four times into the boy. He was sure the boy that he was going to fuck him roughly. That time would come. But for now, he needed to teach the boy to rid himself of this fear. "When you're ready for me to go faster, I want you to show me. Don't use your words. Use your body." He told the boy before drawing out his cock and slamming it into him once more.

The scream Jesse let out as he penetrated the boy could have shattered glass. It was ear-piercingly loud, and only became louder as it echoed throughout the empty cell. The teen continued to cry out in pain as Dante continued to fuck him, making sure to take his time with the boy. He could see the boy was trying to fight the pain and look for the pleasure, but it seemed like the pain was too immense. At one point, Dante rested his fully buried manhood inside of Jesse, waiting patiently to hear or feel what the boy would do next. The well-endowed man smiled as he felt the boy trying to push back onto his mighty cock, only to hear words of protest escape his lips. All he wanted was to see the boy try, and he did. Though his mouth continued to spout lies.

Dante wound up his hand smacked Jesse hard on his ass, watching the plump rear jiggle and a red hand print from on the flesh. "What did I tell you about lying to me? You say you can't take it, yet its buried all the way inside of you." He told Jesse. The boy could take the cock. What he couldn't take was the pain. Dante would have to find a way to get Jesse to focus less on the pain and more on the pleasure. Realistically, there would always be pain whenever they would fuck, but it was the immense pleasure that made the pain bearable. "Of course it hurts, Jesse. It will never start hurting. What you need to do is find a way to numb the pain with the pleasure. Focus on the pleasure. Reach out for it."

Dante then hunched over the boy, resting his broad, muscular chest against his slender, lithe back. "Look for the pleasure Jesse." Dante whispered seductively as he leaned in and kissed the boy. His tongue swam around in the blonde's mouth, waiting for the boy to kiss back. At the same time, Dante began to slowly fuck the boy. There was no waiting for minutes between thrusts. Instead, the pace was nice and slow, focusing more on getting Jesse accustomed to the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of him than fucking him hard. He was going to slow and softly that there was no sound whenever his balls touched the teen's ass. Each time he pushed into the boy, the tip of his cock would slightly nudge his prostate before sliding out.

The kiss was to serve as both a distraction and a lesson. By focusing on the kiss, it would distract Jesse from the pain happening in his rear end. And when he did begin to kiss back, Dante would know that he was trying to look for the pleasure. Once his tongue began looking for the pleasure, it was only a matter of time before the rest of Jesse's body would follow its example. The body was such an easy thing to manipulate once you learned how to work it.