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Resident Evil: Project Venus	By : Carlos_Danger Category: +M through R > Resident Evil Views: 7586 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Torchlight flickered along the walls of the tunnel, casting ominous shadows in the rough-cut stone.
She was under the ground, in a modern labyrinth carved deep into the black volcanic rock. It appeared to extend well below sea level and beyond the visible island, twisting and turning, doubling back around on itself. She must have passed a dozen open rooms and just as many heavy, barred, doors. Hallways branched off to large, vaulted, chambers. Some were filled lab workers and scientific equipment, but others contained cruelly contrived machines of torture, the exact uses of which she could only guess at.
Even she wouldn't have suspected what was down here. From the surface, or even from the upper sublevels, there was never any hint.
Ada followed a well-dressed man through the corridors, wondering how far he could possibly take her. For more than a mile, he never missed a turn, never hesitated, never looked back. He flowed along as if he had been born in the maze.
She found herself staring at the tails of his tuxedo. It was a suit from a bygone era, reminding her of house servants of early American aristocrats.
As they descended farther, the torches became less frequent. Ada wondered why Ellis used torches at all. He was far from practical, but still, it was an incredible amount of effort just for lighting effect.
She had never found any respect for his pathetic obsession, but he paid. And he paid like nobody else. That had been all that mattered. She hadn't come to make friends or psychoanalyze the guy. But since she had discovered the nature of his plans, she had started to question whether or not it was worth it. When it came down to it, there really were some things that money couldn't buy.
Many of her employers found that life came cheap. Ada knew perfectly well that it was the way of the real world, always hiding just beneath the civilized surface. Powerful men had their own goals and they didn't care who got in the way. And normally she didn't either. She had contributed plenty to the trail of bodies they left behind.
But Ellis's goals were unlike any she had ever seen. He wasn't just after knowledge, power, or greater wealth. Maybe he had been at first, but in recent months, there had been a change in him. He spent long days reveling in the suffering of his prisoners, devoting less of his time to research and more to exercising control and fulfilling his perverted desires. And those desires were enough to turn even her stomach. She'd made a career of being ruthless, but when she learned what was happening to the women he kept, she actually hurt for them. Killing was one thing, but nobody deserved the sick shit he did to them.
Though from what she had managed to learn about him, his pastimes were only a small taste of what he could do. After years of refining his plans, he soon intended to unleash them on the world. And she had helped him do it. She had been critical to his work.
She hadn't known what she was doing. If she had... She told herself she never would have helped him, though she wasn't sure it was true. She had looked at nothing but the money, as always. But what good was money if the world burned around her? She couldn't spend it with the infected. Given the chance, the mindless mutts would do to her what they did to any woman. And how would she avoid sharing their fate? By working for Ellis for the rest of her life? When his plan was complete, would he even need her?
She couldn't rely on anyone, much less him. In his eyes, she was no different than the rest, just a pawn to use as he saw fit. And that was what really bothered her. Despite everything she had done, he still looked at her like she was one of his fuck slaves. She was still just a piece of meat to him; although one that fulfilled a purpose. But that purpose had nearly run its course.
And that was why she did what she did. Ellis had made certain that there was no way off the island that he didn't control. But he couldn't control everything. The soldiers that had come for the girl were exactly the chance she had been waiting for.
It was a huge risk, but without them, she was on her own. They were armed and trained, and they would have a way out. All it would take was a distraction. When their evac came, she could pretend she was just another hostage on the island. It would buy her enough time to disappear. Though before she did, she would tell them about Ellis's plans. She might be cold, but letting him turn every woman on Earth into a wailing cocksleeve was still far beyond her.
Ada just hoped he wouldn't catch on. He was more clever than he appeared, and one slip would be the worst mistake she could ever make. But she had held him off this long. Between her espionage skills and her looks, she had almost felt like she had him in the palm of her hand. But not quite. He played the game just as she did and she knew he was still on his guard with her.
As they came around another bend, an enormous chamber opened up. The first thing she noticed was the size of the room. The ceilings stretched up at least twenty feet, the cold stone arching to a point high overhead. But as she came inside, the massive project was somehow less impressive. Along the walls, crude cells were carved out. Most of them contained women, left chained, gagged, and naked. The ones who were conscious averted their eyes as she passed, trembling or weeping as they shrunk away.
As disturbing as it was, Ada maintained her emotionless composure. But as she passed a cell containing three people, her heart was gripped. A woman in her thirties, and who she assumed were her two daughters, were bound beside each other. The youngest, no older than twelve, was catatonic.
Her jaw clenched. She felt her nostrils flare. The sick fuck didn't even leave children his twisted perversions.
But she couldn't do as much as pass a sympathetic glance. She had to maintain her detached facade or she would likely join them.
At the end of the room, sat on a chair carved from the island stone, was Ellis. His bright white trappings poorly masked the black heart beneath. Even without a young woman bound naked on the table in front of him, Ada couldn't imagine anyone buying his "Southern gentleman" image for a moment. He was a monster wrapped in elegant style and etiquette. But at least down in his dungeon, the surroundings reflected his nature.
Ada put a little swagger back in her step as she approached, doing her best to block out the suffering around her.
"Hey big boss", her voice came silky and seductive. "You wanted to see me?"
Rick remained relaxed in his wide chair.
"I did", he answered, smoothly casual. "You know I can never see too much of you."
Ada showed a playful smile, but her skin crawled.
Ellis went on.
"But it seems there's been a bit of hiccup in my operations recently, and I thought that you might be able to clear up something for me."
Her heart skipped a beat. He knew.
"Anything for you", she purred in a dangerously suggestive tone, barely managing to maintain her unshaken exterior.
Ellis flashed a smirk.
"You see, someone decided to render assistance to my new guests", he said, still frighteningly comfortable. "And while I'm usually all for a good display of Southern hospitality, what I don't care for is disobedience."
Ada swallowed nervously. Suddenly, Ellis lost his feigned charm.
"I don't suppose you know who that someone is."
Trapped like a rat in a cage, Ada's mind began to race. She couldn't tell him that it wasn't her. He had to know by now. But she knew if she told him the truth, she would end up like every other woman in the room, if not worse.
After a brief moment of hesitation, it came to her in a flash of inspiration.
"Of course. It was me."
"And why did you do that?" Ellis's voice deepened as he sat forward in his chair, anger darkening his pale face.
"You've seen them, haven't you?" Ada picked up her game, playing it off smooth as glass. "I thought you could make better use of them than your puppets would."
Ellis paused. It clearly wasn't what he was expecting to hear.
"Did I do wrong", Ada asked, looking up at him with doe eyes.
The fat man narrowed his beady eyes.
As a long, black, tentacle slowly slid down from beneath his coat, Ada's sensual facade cracked wide open.
The wet, slimy, appendage slowly crept toward her, dripping clear ooze from its pointed tip. Her heart fluttered in her throat. She thought she had known what Ellis did to himself in the lab, but it wasn't this. He was still experimenting on himself, becoming one of his own projects. It was no wonder he had lost his fucking mind. He wasn't even human anymore.
Ada wanted to run, but knew what would happen if she tried. As the tentacle wrapped around her waist, she focused all her will on remaining silently in place.
Ellis lifted her from the floor, pulling her close against him.
"Do you think I'm stupid, girl?", he hissed, his jaw clenching. "I know where your loyalty lies."
Another tentacle emerged from inside his sleeve, brushing its wet length in a smear across her cheek. Ada fought off her gag reflex, but pulled away, failing to hide her revulsion.
"You're a good liar, but not that good", he said, more tentacles worming out of his suit.
Ada's shallow breaths shook as she felt the sickening ropes of flesh wrap around her wrists and ankles. Slowly, delicately, the tip of one dragged up the inside of her leg, slipping beneath the slit of her red dress and sliding between her thighs. Ada squeezed her legs together and shut her eyes tight, turning her face away.
She knew she couldn't stop him. He was going to do whatever he would do. And she knew that she should act like she wanted it, but as hard as she tried, she couldn't force herself to pretend she enjoyed the violation.
Ellis whispered in her ear, spreading a malicious smile.
"Fortunately, you are a girl of many gifts."
She drew a sharp gasp as the tentacle slid between the lips of her bald pussy and wormed its way through the crack of her ass. The hot, slick, flesh, throbbed with a powerful pulse, thumping rhythmically against her clit. She tried to still herself as it began to slip back and forth, rubbing over her cunt and forcing her to squirm in a cruel mockery of arousal.
Ada knew she had to think of something fast.
"I am, Master", she nearly choked on the words. "And I can satisfy you in a lot of ways. But how many of your slaves can do what I do?"
Ellis paused his violation, the tentacle still throbbing against her moistening pussy.
"You make a good point", he confessed. "But talent is nothing to me without devotion. And sadly, yours is lacking."
"I'm sorry I let you down, Master", Ada desperately shot back. "Please, give me another chance to show you. I'm yours. The world is yours. Please. Let me help bring your vision to you."
Ellis held off as he considered her pleas.
"You're mine, are you?" His voice was thick with skepticism.
The tentacle drew back from between her cheeks, sliding out and flicking off of her clit, causing her to jump at the shock. She found her feet as the others released her, setting her back on the floor.
She almost breathed a sigh of relief. But before she could bother to hide her feelings, his order cut through her like a knife.
"On your knees."
Ada didn't hesitate. She immediately dropped to her knees and lowered her head, presenting herself humbly at his feet. Shame stuck in her like a hot barb, but pride would be the end of her now. She didn't dare look him in the eyes, even as she watched him unbuttoning his pants.
She knew what she would have to do. But sucking the fat perv's cock was a small price to pay when compared to the alternative. It was humiliating, but nothing new. She was no stranger to degrading herself for her work.
But for all the things she had done in the darker moments of her job, she had never done anything like this. Ada gasped as Ellis flopped out a cock that belonged beneath a draft horse. The massive slab of meat dropped down over the edge of his seat with a heavy smack, dangling dripping in front of her face. She stared in wide-eyed disbelief, trying to figure out how she could even get her mouth around it.
"Now...", Ellis intoned expectantly, staring down in amusement. "Let's see just how talented and devoted you are."
She didn't have to be told twice. Ada reached up and took the bulk in her hands. Still unsure of what to do with it, she began stroking softly. He started to swell at her touch, growing even larger. As he rose, strange ridges began to emerge over the length of his shaft, forming a series of solid rings, like a ribbed dildo.
The bumpy, washboard, feel of it clawed deep in her guts. She wasn't sure she could do more than tease him. Though she knew if she wasn't able to get him off on her own, he would take what he wanted.
Ada planted her lips on the seeping tip and strained her jaw to its limit. Immediately, a massive glob of precum coated her tongue. She wanted to vomit out the sludge, but she dug deep, braced herself, and swallowed the salty load. For a moment, she thought it wouldn't make it down. The bastard's seed burned like cheap liquor as it slowly oozed down her esophagus, clinging stubbornly to the sides. Ada gagged, but tried to hide her disgust by forcing her face farther down and stroking harder with both hands.
As she awkwardly jerked off the oversized, lumpy, shaft, she couldn't help but cringe at the thought of how it would feel inside her. She wondered if the women around her had felt it tear them open and hammer against their wombs. How did they even survive? Ada knew Ellis treated her differently. He would dispose of their corpses long before he would consider going easy on them. Their cursed existences must have been a hell far worse than death.
The thought drove her faster, pushing her to finish him quickly.
Ellis took notice of her hard work.
"Now that's a good girl", he smiled wide. "If you obeyed half as well as you suck cock, you'd find me a lot more agreeable."
Ada's ears burned and she stifled a scowl. No humiliation was never enough for him. Even if she got on all fours and let him fuck her up the ass, he'd still talk shit the entire time.
Ellis must have sensed her anger, as he only continued.
"Honestly, I didn't expect you to be such an eager whore. But I understand that I can have that effect." He let out a low chuckle.
"Though I'm afraid if I let you take a ride, nothing else would ever do. And I'd hate to hear that you had been down in the stables trying to find a good fit."
Ada stiffened with rage. It was one thing to have to suck a guy off, but even in her work, she'd never had any of them talk to her like that. And even though they were just words, they twisted inside her like a jagged blade. It would never get to her in other circumstances, but knowing that she had no choice but to suck his cock while he talked about her like she was some slut for animals... It was beyond humiliating.
But far, far, worse, she was terrified that even though she let him degrade her like this, it still wouldn't be enough. She knew it could all still end with her getting raped to tatters by the enormous mutant cock. And where would her pride be then, when she was being torn apart screaming? She knew she couldn't handle it. She would beg him to stop. But the sick fuck would only enjoy it more.
Ada was afraid to give him any more of herself, but it was a chance she had to take. She took one hand off the lumpy shaft and reached behind her neck. Keeping her eyes averted, she dropped the top of her red dress and slid it down to her waist, exposing her flawless tits.
Ellis seemed pleased.
Ada leaned in, squeezing her breasts tight around him as she continued to suck. She bounced gently up and down, trying to simulate the sensation of actual fucking. And it must have been working, as his cock started drooling an unbelievable amount of precum. It was far too much for her to swallow, so she pulled her dripping lips back and stroked the slick mess over his shaft.
It was better to get it on her than in her, but as she pressed her tits back around his wet mass of throbbing, mutated, flesh, she wanted to vomit. The slime covered her chest, and as he continued to ooze, trickled down her abdomen.
Ellis hummed in pleasure.
But however disgusting, Ada knew she was on the right track. Big or small, they all liked the same thing. She could get him off like any other man.
She put her back into it, working faster up and down his full length. As she pressed her face into his shaft, rubbing and licking with the bobbing rhythm of her tits, she tried to distance herself mentally. But the solid ridges that slid and bumped over her cheek were a constant reminder that she wasn't just sucking a big dick, she was whoring herself to a monster.
The knowledge killed a small piece of her. Though she couldn't stop, she wanted to curl in a ball up and die. It wasn't the first time she'd felt this way, but in the past, the men she ended up having to fuck were usually nice enough guys. If she got shaken enough to show, they would try to comfort her, even if it was just to get her out of her dress. And when they did, they always tried very hard to make an impression. It was a part of her job she could live with.
But this? This wasn't just fucking for a payday. She was raping herself.
Ada reminded herself that it was better than him raping her. She continued to increase her pace, her slick tits drenched in slime that now ran down her thighs and dripped from her pussy. Lubrication made it easier for her, but as the filth covered more and more of her skin, she felt tainted. It was like a sickening blanket, wrapping her in his perversion, marking her forever as his whore. She felt like she would never be clean again.
Ellis moaned and shifted his cock into her face.
He was almost there.
Ada pushed out the thoughts and forced her mind into a happier place. She thought about a man she knew when she was young. A beautiful man, tall and strong, with abs like a washboard. He wasn't exactly a gentleman and a scholar, but he had always been good to her when she needed it. And while he hadn't been her first, he had been her first big one. And fuck, did he know what to do with it... She never did find anyone else quite like him.
Ada put all her effort into her bouncing. She imagined she was alone with him again, just a young girl with a big gun. She remembered how he would keep her up all night long, making her cum for hours, keeping her inches from the edge of passing out from pleasure. She worshipped that cock. She could almost feel it now.
Ada started to moan.
"Oh my god", her breathy voice flowed warm over his shaft as she bounced. "I love your fucking cock."
Ellis's eyebrows raised, accompanied by an amused smile.
"Is that right?"
Ada stayed in her headspace, picturing her unforgettable lover.
"Fuck yes", she sighed harder. She letting loose a shuddering moan. "Fuck! Come on! Cum for me!
Ellis reached down and took Ada softly by the chin, stopping her motion and turning her face up to him. But she was more afraid to pull away, instead keeping her eyes fixed down on the tip of his cock.
"Look at me, girl", he spoke gently.
Ada had to force herself to meet his gaze, and when she did, ice prickled across her skin. She could see that in his eyes, she was little more than his disposable fuck toy.
"Who am I?"
She knew what he wanted to hear. It was what he made all his playthings call him.
"Master", Ada answered, trying to sound like she believed it as she rubbed her tits on his cock.
He released her face and she immediately planted her lips on his glans.
"Will you cum for me Master", she spoke into the tip. "Please? I want you to cum for me."
Ada picked up her quick rhythm again, moaning and slurping all over him. Though her thighs were starting to burn from the effort, she worked him harder, giving it everything she had. She pressed her tits together so hard it hurt, trying to get as much friction as she could.
"Yes!", she cried out. "Oh my god, that feels so fucking good! Master! Yes! I want to taste your cum! Please, Master, please!"
Ellis groaned as a hot geyser burst in her face. Ada reeled back, immediately covered in a torrent of thick seed. She couldn't see. She tried to open her eyes, but the goop clung to her face. Another heavy, burning, glob struck her in the chest, splattering over her tits.
Her head was grabbed. Ellis pulled her back down, shoving her lips to his spurting tip. Ada opened up, letting in overpressured gushes of hot sludge. She tried to breathe through her nose, but the viscous slime dangled in thick strands from her nostrils. She coughed as it stuck in her windpipe.
That was a mistake. He wouldn't let her go. The flood in her throat wouldn't stop. Ada choked and gasped, sucking a fat glob of cum into her lungs. She tried to pull back, but he held her tight, emptying what must have been a gallon of nut into her mouth.
When he finally released her, she stumbled back and fell flat on her ass, coughing and gagging, frantically wiping the thick layer of cum from her face as she sucked air.
"So, how's it taste?"
As Ada cleaned the gunk from her eyes, she looked up at Ellis to find him smirking with sick satisfaction. If he were anyone else, she would have killed him. But now wasn't the time. She stuffed the inferno of rage deep into her core and shut it there.
It hurt. She couldn't believe how much it hurt, but she forced herself to smile and say the words.
"I love it, Master. Thank you."
Ellis tilted his head back with a robust chuckle.
"And I love the way you lie, Miss Wong."
The fat man rose from his seat, standing taller than she remembered. He stepped toward her, still smiling; his cock still out. Ada froze stiff. Her eyes went wide with unmasked terror.
"M.. Master...", she stuttered pitifully.
Oh god... He was going to do it. Her mind raced again, trying to find a solution, but only stumbling over itself in blind panic. As he stopped in front of her, she closed her eyes and looked away, taking hold of him again. She starting stroking, praying that he only wanted more of what he already took.
Something cold and metal wrapped around her neck, clicking to a close. She opened her eyes and pulled back her hands, feeling the collar over her slimy skin.
"Did you really think I would trust you for a blowjob?"
Ada's heart pounded. Her shocked eyes searched his porkpie face.
"What... What is this?"
Ellis turned his back to her. He strode calmly away, taking his seat again.
"That, Miss Wong, is a collar for one of my dogs. Though you should think of it as a pair of jaws around your throat. You have disobeyed me for the last time." In a moment, he lost every ounce of his charm. "If I doubt your actions again, I will trigger the collar to infect you like all my other puppets."
Ada began to hyperventilate.
"Well, not exactly like my other puppets", he went on. "Unlike them, you will keep your mind, but you will obey. You will also find that while you still feel every sweep drop of pain, you can recover from all sorts of things, just like new."
Bile rose in her throat. She spun in denial, trying to outthink him. But she couldn't. He had her. Her only shot at getting off the island would be here soon and now she couldn't leave. She couldn't leave. And what did he mean by "recover from all sorts of things"? "Just like new"? Fuck. No. No, no, no! She had to get out. Now. But she couldn't. She couldn't even leave the room without permission.
Tears dripped from her wide eyes, melding into the drying cum on her cheeks.
"But don't worry, little pet", his voice softened again to mock sweetness. "You're perfectly beautiful just as you are now." Ellis barely suppressed his sadistic laughter. "Though I do have more productive uses for you at the moment."
Ada lept at the chance.
"Anything, Master." ... Anything else.
He pressed a hidden button on his chair. Long, quiet, moments later, a tuxedoed servant entered the room. Ada hugged her bare tits tight, but the servant didn't even glance at her. He carried with him a small, but very expensive video camera.
Taking the camera, Eliis turned back to her. She stared back, trying to figure out what he was doing.
"You're going to take this and go to the upper sublevels", he flatly ordered. "From there, you'll release my latest project into the main house. You know the one. The big one."
It wasn't possible. The fucking thing would kill her. Ada bent low, taking her head in her hands.
"Oh, don't worry", he brushed off her despair. "As long as you smell like me, he'll leave you alone. Just follow him and try to film as much of the fight as you can. But make especially sure to get what comes after. Close up, every angle, the whole thing. I want to send a very clear message."
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