Release That Succubus

But at this juncture he had no option left but to believe that the Hunter family would keep their promises. Otherwise, everything he had done after getting out of the prison would be completely meaningless. 

Jack left the cave with slow but firm steps and stood guard at the mouth of the cave like a seasoned bodyguard even though he didn't have to. The reason was that his own benefit was associated with Nelson and whatever was going on in the cave. Only then would he be able to get his reward. Therefore, he needed to be sure that no one would be able to interrupt Nelson for the time being.

Nelson had been waiting for this moment as soon as he entered the narrow cave. Even the darkness and the rough ground wasn't enough to deter his lust. He was oozing hormones as he launched himself at the squirming Violet who was trying to worm her way out of the cave with the pace slower than snails.

Her mouth had been gagged or she would have been screaming her throat raw. But even though there was no sound of her screaming, her throat was going through unprecedented agony. She was trying to scream but the gag was clogging her throat and keeping her from moving her tongue unnecessarily. It was as if someone had filled her mouth with sand and poured water down her throat to harden it.

Violet tried to resist Nelson who was right on top of her but there was nothing she could do. She couldn't even flail around her hands to resist his vulgar face that was making its way towards her own. All she could do was heave her waist in an attempt to throw him off her body but that proved to be a task that required herculean force. Nelson was sitting right on top of her stomach which made it impossible for her to move her lower back. He had essentially pinned her to the ground without leaving any leeway for her to move.

It seemed that Nelson was quite experienced in this. He didn't even wait a second before ripping Violet's clothes right off of her. The first to go was the homely dress she had been wearing. It was a purple colored cloth made out of a smooth and lacey material that looked expensive and elegant at the same time. It was completely worthy of her status as a wealthy heiress of a prominent family.

Before Nelson could move on to the violet colored brassiere covering those fair mounds on her bulging chest, Violet began to twist and turn her body as if her life depended on it. No matter what she wasn't willing to be toyed with. She was determined to die if she had to in order to keep the bastard from touching her skin. It made her feel like a thousand bugs were crawling all over her body and she couldn't help but feel creeped out by the lecherous face that the bastard was making.

Terror could be seen on Violet's face as her eyes bulged out in shock. Unwillingness and angst overtook all of her emotions as an immense force powered her body which allowed her to throw off Nelson who was too lost in his lust to cater such resistance from a weak woman like her who couldn't even use her magic after her fight with Jack.

Nelson was furious. His eyes became bloodshot with his lustful impulses as he once again leaped on top of her. As a man, he felt it to be an insult that a weak woman like her had thrown him off. 

As soon as he sat on top of her again, light went out of Violet's eyes. The meager hope of survival left her. Her biggest enemy proved to be neither Jack nor the beast sitting on her stomach ogling at the bulges at her chest but the ropes that were keeping her hands tied and the gag in her mouth that kept her from taking her own life before the beast could defile her purity.

Nelson stared furiously into her eyes as he viciously slapped her beautiful face. He felt like he needed to respond in such a manner if he wanted to control her in the future and the Windsor family through her. This kind of attitude from her would only bring him trouble in the future.

Since he had been courting Violet for so long, he was familiar with how cold her personality truly was. She was not only extremely logical but also extremely indifferent to men who were desirous of her. Even amongst those men, she had viewed Nelson with complete contempt as if he was some kind of dog shit by the side of the road and had dirtied her eyes by being in her path.

Nelson felt like he needed to change it before proceeding further. For that he needed to make sure that she was willing to do the deed with him out of her own volition. And what better method to force her into submission than her father who was in the control of the Hunter family at the moment.

"You bitch, do you want your father to die? Or are you too stupid to realize your position right now."

At the mention of her father, Violet could only shiver in terror. She couldn't even think of retaliating in the face of such a humiliation because her purity was nothing compared to her father's life. At the most she could commit suicide once she could ensure her father's safety. By then the Windsor family wouldn't need her anymore as well.

While Violet was already unable to move her body due to the fear that Nelson's words ensued in her, Nelson didn't seem like he was quite done threatening her yet.

"Your family is screwed. That old fart is probably a cripple by now. If you still don't recognize who should be currying favor with than you are far less cunning than I gave you credit for. You are not much better than those mindless sluts I have fucked before."