Treacherous Game Novels & Stories

Reena internally screamed. “Want to play a game?” That same smooth voice sounded from the far corner of the room, where the shadows were thickest and its sinful whispers loudest. “A game? What game?” Reena tried to ask calmly, but the alarm bells were going off. Everything was wrong with this situation, this was not how this encounter was supposed to go. “Tsk, how boring.” The voice purred again, only this time it was laced with disappointment. “No matter, the game is already afoot, it would be impossible to stop it now.”

Adam trailed referring to the unlucky humans who were made to crawl. “I ruined the nymph’s progress, it is part of the game,” Terra said with a wicked smile. “So, other women will try to make your captives come?” Adam asked as he fully understood. “Such a cruel game.” “Here comes the bad part,” Terra said. “Since I am not part of the game, you need to be someone’s captive to be edged.” Adam sighed. “I knew that,” he replied as his cock trembled with excitement. “But who?”

“Well, well. That didn’t take long. I was almost hoping you’d fail.” I stepped inside, closing the door behind me. “Disappointed?” “That depends. What did you come up with?” I sauntered toward him, stopping just a few feet away. “You like games, don’t you, Your Highness?” His smirk deepened. “You’re catching on.” I held up the scarf. “Then let’s play one.” Cassius arched a brow. “Intriguing. What’s the game?” I let the scarf slip through my fingers, watching his gaze track its movement. “It’s simple. You let me blindfold you, and I’ll… entertain you.”

Seeing their situation, the four of them panicked. “What are you doing?” “F*ck! Come out if you have the guts, you pervert.” Jack’s voice sounded in the darkness. “The name of this game is called the killing game. It’s specially designed for you! The game is very simple. Your hands are bound by the iron rings. If you want to escape, you have to pull the device in the middle of the iron rings. The iron hooks on the top will pierce your skin. When your palms break free from the iron rings, the iron hooks will pierce through your collarbones. Of course, you have other ways to escape. This is also the highlight of the night.”

I dug my nails into his back, overwhelmed with desire which my gorgeous magician was creating masterfully. "Daniel." I moaned, pressing my head back against the mattress. He was sucking, biting my nipple, making me moan louder and louder while thrusting inside me deeper and harder. I curled my toes as the overwhelmed sensation started building inside me. I dug my nails into his back, screaming his name out as I came, trembling. He groaned and increased his pace. He trusted inside me one more time and came inside me, screaming my name out. He pulled his member out and rolled over. We were panting, laying on our backs.

No matter what age or gender can't be spared in the least. Even those who can't protest were caged like animals just so the dominion could use them as they please. What a typical 'conqueror' gameplay. He played this sort of games at times but since he felt this was something that he couldn't handle, he quitted. However, the knowledge and experience of playing such games led him to know some of the important points. One, the big nations always have some sort of feud. Of course, they'd fight for power and influence.

We also made them well aware of what might happen to them if word got out about this, they were terrified. That made me realize I’d been slacking on my training. Anna had saved me though. That night while I’d been telling Kendrick what happened, I’d received a link from Femi. I wasn’t sure why I tapped it. Curiosity? I ended up joining the game. I tried to tell Kendrick about it but I received a warning. The first part I was given were eyes. I went through the instructions and didn’t want to take any risk after seeing what happened when I tried to tell Kendrick, I plucked the eyes out of Femi the next day. He died bleeding and the game rewarded me greatly.

It showed that he had just added me successfully. [Not bad! Jason took first place.] The group chat was as lively as a party. Everyone waited for Samuel to pay up. For a moment, the group chat went quiet. Then Samuel sent Jason a transfer of five thousand dollars to Jason. [My name is Samuel Sanders, and I am a man of my word.] The group chat burst into cheers. That five-thousand-dollar transfer made the game feel even more real. Everyone knew Samuel and I had been together for five years. I laughed at myself. It turned out that even five years of relationship could have a price tag placed on it.

he asked. "Yes." "And the video?" "Yes." "You didn't respond." "I didn't know what to say." He stepped closer. "The truth would be a good start." "The truth about what?" "About why you're doing this. About what you want." "I don't—" "Don't lie to me, Diego. Not here. Not now." "This whole thing is a game to you. That's all I am." "Is that what you think?" He was in my space now backing me against the wall. "Then let's play."

In this moment, the cage feels tighter, the stakes higher--- and the game more lethal than ever. ============================================= Thanks for reading :-)