Master of Lust

Chapter - 63  Rick to the Rescue [1]

"Hehehe... Don't you have a foul mouth?" The old man laughed, revealing his decayed teeth as he blatantly eyed the girl from head to toe, briefly fixating on her chest. He didn't appear even slightly offended by the girl's harsh words.

"But don't you fret. I've dealt with feisty gals like you before," the old man smirked. "Hehehe... I've got quite the knack for taming strong-willed women like yourself."

"Once I am done, you will beg for this piece of meat," The old man grabbed his thing from over his loose pants and licking his lips with a disturbing leer., gave it a little  squeeze.

"You repulsive creep," the girl struggled to get the words out. Her expression grew colder with each sentence the old man uttered. "My grandfather shouldn't have saved you. That was the biggest mistake he did."

"If your grandfather is an idiot, who am I to complain?" The old man shrugged, "That idiot didn't even know who I was, and why everyone was chasing me. Just because I looked strong and spun a sob story, that naive old man took me in. What a fool, seriously."

"That old coot actually did me a big favor," the old man grinned, his decaying teeth on full display as he lasciviously eyed the girl, "The minute I laid eyes on you... I knew, no matter what, you're ending up in my bed."

"Shut your fucking filthy mouth...  Or I'll put you six feet under," another man's furious voice finally reached Rick's ears, directed at the old man.

Meanwhile, Rick and the Rabbit found themselves in an unusual spot. They were both huddled behind a bush, their heads peeking out like a couple of curious kids. It would've been a hilarious sight – one boy and a rabbit, peeping out of the bushes like they were on some secret mission. – if the situation weren't so serious.

As they peered through the bushes, about fifty meters away, Rick's eyes widened in shock. There, a disturbing scene unfolded before them. A group of men lay scattered on the ground, their lives draining away, staining the earth beneath them a gruesome red. It was a spine-chilling sight that sent shivers down Rick's spine.

On one side of this gruesome scene stood an old man like no other Rick had ever seen. He was dressed in strange white clothes that looked like they came from a different time, and his back was bent nearly ninety degrees, propped up by a knobby wooden staff with an unusually thick and round top. With his long, white beard and rotting black teeth, he had a spooky, almost sinister appearance. Rick couldn't shake the feeling of unease whenever the old man spoke.

Standing beside the old man were seven young men, their heavily built frames creating an imposing presence. Rick's heart pounded in his chest as he watched them, a strange mixture of fear and curiosity swirling within him. Who were these people, and what had led to this gruesome confrontation?

On the opposite side of this grim scene stood a man in his early fifties. He showed clear signs of injury, clutching his shoulder where blood seeped from a wound. Despite his condition, his eyes burned with determination, making it clear to Rick that he wasn't someone to underestimate. This man was ready to spring into action at any moment.

And behind the injured man stood a girl, and this was the moment that truly caught Rick off guard. Her face was as cold as ice, her expression a stern frown as she locked eyes with the old man. It wasn't her demeanor that surprised Rick, though; it was the fact that the girl's face looked somewhat familiar.

Rick's thoughts raced as he tried to connect the girl he saw before him with a memory he held. Could it really be just a coincidence? The girl in front of him was the same one he had glimpsed at the airport yesterday. He hadn't seen much of her, but her features were unmistakable.

Rick whispered to the Rabbit, "I can't believe it, but I know that girl. We saw her at the airport yesterday, remember?"

But the Rabbit looked clueless, how could she remember something when she couldn't even handle herself after that long flight. Rick should be grateful she didn't shit the cage. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

What in the world was going on here? How did that girl end up here, with the old man in this dangerous situation?

The old man's voice quivered with a disturbing certainty as he spoke, "Why are you so set on dying with her? You should be wiser than this. There's no way out. Join me, and I'll let you have a piece of her as well. I've seen the way you look at her." The old man grinned, revealing the wounded man's desires in front of the girl.

"With me, you won't need to hold back your desires."

The wounded man clenched his teeth, battling through the pain, and replied, "Shut up... You are wrong... I've never... never... never..." But the man could not bring himself to say no.

But he couldn't bring himself to outright refuse.

The Rabbit whispered to Rick, "Master, we have to do something. We can't just stand here and watch this happen."

'What, you're suddenly a crusader for justice?' Rick shot a puzzled look at the Rabbit, his expression twisted, 'Why do you have to meddle in everything?'

"Hehehe... True... We don't need to say the obvious," the old man laughed, "How are we really any different? If she's like my granddaughter, isn't she like a daughter to you? Then why that scornful look? We're much the same," the old man remarked, glancing at the wounded man standing beside the girl.

The old man then turned his attention back to the girl.

"Now don't resist no more," the old man said with a warm smile, as if he were a loving grandfather gazing at his granddaughter with affection. But Rick knew better that it wasn't the case. Given the opportunity, the old man was waiting to grab that girl, rip her clothes and fuck her right there, right now.

"Over my dead body," the girl said, clenching her teeth.

"I don't mind a dead body as long as it's a dead virgin," the old man remained calm and unaffected, cool as a cucumber. "Why else do you think I ensured no man could ever get close to you?"

"You..." The girl could only point her finger at the old man, but she was left speechless.

"I desired you for myself," the old man grinned in a lecherous manner. "But I'm not that heartless... I only want your first time. After that... you can go wherever you please."

"Boss," just as the old man finished speaking, one of the men beside him chimed in, "You made a promise."

The old man looked at him and sighed.

"Well, if you don't mind... Cough... Cough... Can they all have a turn with you after I am done?" The old man politely asked

And that was the breaking point. Just as the old man finished, the girl seized the gun held by the wounded man beside her and fired at the old man and his group.

Clank! Unfortunately for her, luck was not on her side. The gun was empty, out of bullets.

"Ooohh... You nearly had us there," the old man laughed.

The girl stared at the gun and tossed it aside. Gradually, the realization sunk in that she had no escape from this situation. The only question remaining was whether she would allow the old man to have his way with her. Will she become his play thing? Or will she embrace  death first?

Rick's heart raced as he witnessed the girl and the wounded man approaching their breaking point. He felt the urge to intervene, but uncertainty held him back. He wasn't a hero and had no desire to risk his life to save the girl.

The odds were clearly against them. The old man had a group of tough henchmen at his disposal, while the girl had only a wounded dead-weight by her side.

Furthermore, Rick had a gut feeling that the old man wasn't just an ordinary person. He posed a far greater threat than anyone else present.

Rick's thoughts raced as he sought a plan. He couldn't simply approach the girl and reveal himself; that would endanger him. If, and only if, he decided to act, he needed to find a way to assist without putting his life on the line.

In contrast, the Rabbit was becoming more and more uneasy. It hopped around, clearly agitated by the critical situation. It was almost as if the small creature was urging Rick to do something.

Just as Rick was on the verge of making a decision, a soft chime broke the tense moment. The pale blue screen appeared before him once more. He let out a sigh of frustration. He had a feeling that he was going to change his mind soon enough. It seemed that the system had a knack for interrupting him at the most inconvenient times.

Rick looked down at the screen, anticipating yet another unusual quest. As expected, a message appeared:

[

Quest: Rescue the girl  from the clutches of the old man and his henchmen.

Time Duration: Before she gets fucking raped.

Rewards: Can't you, for once, do it for your adorable summon?

]

Rick stared at the quest and his face twisted, 'Are you kidding me?' He couldn't help but think.

[What more can we anticipate from a loser like you? Very well, here are your rewards.]

[Quest Rewards: 1 vial of Exotic Aphrodisiac; Ero points: 100,000; 3 Lottery spins]

[And if you save the wounded man, Bonus: $5,000]

'Only $5,000 for a man?' Rick was speechless, 'Is he that worthless?'

[Do you want to fuck that man?]

'No,' Rick quickly denied.

[Then be happy with $5,000]

[Now say, Are you happy, loser?"]

'Shouldn't you be more respectful to me? I am your chosen master, aren't I?' Rick tried to assert his dominance over the system.

[You are... Huh... Are you happy? Master... Loser?]

'You...' Rick could swear he heard the system scoff. It was trying to piss off Rick.

'I don't have time to argue with an arrogant system like you right now. But I will take care of you sooner or later.'

[...]

"Umm...  Excuse me!!"

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