Chapter 97 - The Forbidden Library Of Witchcraft And Black magic

A beautiful lady appeared in his sight, walking elegantly towards him. Her sharp edged lips had a complicated smile; a combination of welcome and servitude. She had red veins in her big round sparkling eyes, her silk black long hair were flowing down that reached her hips. The lady was in her late twenties yet she had every charm that could make any man bow to her.

The lady was walking towards him and cast a sultry look at the man, who responded to her while raising his one eyebrow. She was dressed in red skin fit short dress, that had a slit on the right leg which was bare and showed off her flawless thin leg. The lady elegantly strode upto the man with flipping her hair to the side as she bit the right corner of her lower lip, she walked as if she was possessed by evil or she owned the darkness herself. 

She was a little short in height compared to the mysteriously dressed man. Unbeknownst to her, he was getting furious by every passing second just as she approached him in face the man leaned towards her and growled in anger. The sudden outburst made the veins around his temples to pop up.

"I told you not to follow me, but you never pay heed to my words. Do you think you are qualified enough to disobey my orders?"

The man's eyes turned dark as his white part of the eye became dark along with the black gems, he seemed as if some evil spirit possessed him but in fact he himself was the lord of evils. Unable to tame the devilish hungry beast within him, he was expanding his hands to other dimensions especially the Spirit Realm. 

As his dark fury took over his emotions and ran through his blood, he let out a dangerous growl again. The lady screamed with fear, and stepped back immediately in horror.

Fear took over her whole self while her trembling body was about to crouch down onto the ground, and finally her legs refused to support her anymore as she stumbled and fell over after colliding with the small stool placed right behind her.

The books kept raining in her lap, as she closed her eyes out of fear of punishment. Her body shivered uncontrollably while she contemplated over her decision of coming there.

She didn't expect that her arrival would be so distasteful to the man, that he would transform instantly pulling out the resting beast within him and would attempt to attack her. The lady had already owed him so much and didn't have the temerity to even say sorry when the lord was speaking.

She scolded herself inwardly upon the decision of following him there in that dark dimension of forbidden things, although the lady teleported through the same portal which led the man into the endlessly dark pit of curses and witchcraft. 

Right now, she could only dread over the fear of punishment and try to do some damage control.

"I-I'm sorry, my lord. Please I beg you have mercy on this servant."

The lady immediately crouched forward to placed her head into his foot as soon as she mustered up the courage to beg for forgiveness, after all it was her second blunder she committed. 

The first time, she earned his forgiveness and her life by satisfying him through her body and the incident left her with a horrible memory. No doubt the man was not merciful enough to let her be that easily.

Now it was her second mistake, her body shivered under his penetrating stare that was bore onto her body. The horrible scenes flashed into her mind as she recalled how brutally the man tore her lower body and actually sucked the life force of her body. 

The unbearable pain and her constrained shrieks seemed to amuse him a lot and after that so called 'sex' she had to stay in bed for two days to gather up enough life force to live. If she didn't get his forgiveness this time, she couldn't imagine how brutal he could be. Just giving a compensation she was drained to death and this time forgiveness seemed even the difficult. She trembled upon the thought as he spoke...

"Forgive you? Why do you often forget that you owe me your life, your youthfulness that I granted you. I'm your master and you are nothing more than my slave."

The man yelled at her while raising his voice as he spat those venomous words, the lady didn't lift her head up from the ground.

"Don't defy me again, otherwise you will end up dying a horrible death! I believe you have acknowledged by now that how easily I can end your life, you weak human!"

The man bent down a little and lifted her chin with his index finger, as his right foot motioned a little and rested on the top of the lady's hand.

Before she could react on her instinct, the eccentric master put a little weight and crushed down her bones, after all, he was not a human and the mere weak human lady was definitely not a match to fight to his overbearing powers. 

The expressions on her face immediately turned from fright to extreme pain, pooling up tears in her big eyes. However she knew better not to make a sound of pain or even hiss than crying in pain and giving him encouragement to torture her more. She knew how much pleasure he took in cries of pain and submission.

"Yy..yes, yes master. This servant would not ever disobey you in the future."

The lady replied showing obedience towards her master yet her lips quivered with terror and fear. She had acknowledged it soon after her arrival that he was a tyrant and if he ever got his hands on the crown of Spirit realm, he would cause downfall and will brought a tyrannical rule with him.

"Good, that is why I prefer you the most out of all my slaves. You have the tendency to adopt, that is why this master loves you."

The cruel man didn't lift his foot up from her hand, rather he spout those venomous and humiliating words staying right in that position. 

"The honour is mine, my lord."

The lady was kneeling in front of him and forced a smile on her face  in order to avoid any other kind of severe punishment, but anyone could tell from her painful expressions that she was suffering in that dark pit of misery. Her broken bones were screaming in pain for an immediate healing but his cruel feet wasn't helping at all. She figured that if he kept pressing on her hand any longer she'll end up screaming at the top of her lungs and wail non-stop.

The young mysterious man found the whole act amusing and laughed with all his might, he felt proud of himself upon his wrong doings and taking advantage of being superior to the human lady. 

He felt relieved after seeing her sockets smeared with black eyeliner, which had filled with tears of miserable fate, the man took happiness in torturing his servitude and it was not an unimaginable thing that what would he do to the women under his wings.

She opened her eyes wide and stared at him blank, he was wearing a long black robe with shiny golden dragons printed on it around the chest portion, the design had a resemblance to the royalty dressing of the Emperor of Spirit Realm, Lord Sinclair MacLaverty. As soon as the mad man lifted his foot up and lady massaged her bruised hand which might have broken a bone or two. 

However, massaging her hand wasn't a good idea since her broken bones protested in anger and twisted in their shapes. She felt she'll end being permanently handicapped. Suppressing her painful sobs she gulped down all her painful cries and stood up while holding her hand with the other. It was more than enough adventure for one day.