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The story may contain scenes of an erotic nature, violence and foul language.This story is not recommended for reading by people with an unstable psyche.
Not recommended for persons under the age of 18!

Happy reading to everyone else!
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The old royal dungeon was filled with the smell of human decay and sewage. Tormented people were visible in the twilight.
Some of them laughed hysterically, while others curled up moaning pitifully, asking for forgiveness either from themselves or from god. I looked through camera after camera looking for one person. This was my captain, although she was already have long been stripped of all titles and titles.I never stopped calling her Captain. A vile voice was heard nearby.
- I had so much fun with her! I hope she hasn't died yet!
This squeaky voice belongs to the head of the dungeon. Thin, round-shouldered and with a vile beard,looks like 25 years old.
- She's not that easy to kill,- I said evenly.
The head of the dungeon smiled and his rotten teeth appeared from his mouth. Probably in anticipation of his new perversions.
Soon we reached the outermost cell. The captain was lying in it.
- Open the camera, - I said in the same even voice.
- Of course! But don't forget about the fee! You promised me!
- Don't worry, I keep my word.
I went into the cell and saw a thin and broken female body. There was nothing left of the former captain. I went to her and saw her purple body, full of bruises and festering wounds. Her pale body burned. It looked like a fever. Seeing me, she extended her hand. I gave her hand and she grabbed it with a weak grip. As she smiled at me, I noticed that she was missing a few of her front teeth. Once a brilliant smile, capable of captivating anyone, caused only sadness.
- Mark .., you are alive .. thank God ..., - she whispered audibly.
- Now…I…
She fell silent, and tears flowed from her eyes. The lifeless gaze rested on me. Her body convulsed.
- The bitch died!, - commented the head of the dungeon.
- Well, today I'll have some fun with her dead body!, - he said with an unpleasant laugh.
- And how long have you been having fun with corpses?,- I asked in a flat voice.
- Long time!And what do you want to try?
- She didn’t return the debt to me. I think her body will compensate me. After that you will receive your reward.
- Goes! - he said licking his lips.
- Let's go somewhere where no one will disturb us.
- Let's go to the torture room, there's no one there now! - He said in anticipation.
During this conversation, we loaded the captain's body onto a stretcher. Her body was so light that it was hard to believe that she had ever worn heavy armor. The vile voice again knocked my thoughts.
- You'll like it!, - he said with a chuckle.
We had already reached the strong door of the torture chamber.
- It will be necessary to lock the door from the inside.
- I don’t like it when they interfere, - I said just as evenly.
- Certainly! - he said in a pleased voice.
We went inside, locking the door, we placed the captain's body on the bed.
- You're the first,- I said in the same even voice.
He turned to the body of the captain.Laughing took off his pants.At the same moment, I hit him on the back with an iron beam. He groaned piteously.
- Oh! It seems that I beat off your lungs! What a pity! Are you not funny anymore? - I said smiling.
- Why? - he croaked.
- Don't you understand?, - my face became serious.
- You vile animal, you dared to desecrate my captain's body!
- You abused her day after day, taking her life!
Before my eyes began to turn white. I was losing control of myself, which I had kept for so long.
- And now I will slowly take your life! We have a lot of time! You will not die an easy death!
I stopped thinking and my face took on an insensitive look. He was mumbling something, I didn't care what he said. I couldn't make out his words.
I heated the knife on hot coals and brought it to the bastard's body. He began to resist.
- Stop fidgeting. Open your mouth, - I said in a flat voice.
He again howled something. What did he say? Maybe he repented?
No.
- Open your mouth or I'll help you!
I kicked him in the stomach with all my might. I can't make out the words from his filthy mouth.Yes, and what's the difference.I began to cut his face with a hot knife from cheekbone to cheekbone. The knife went through like clockwork. It smelled like burnt meat.
- Do not try to die! I think the captain is against your quick death.
I hear the captain. She says to me:
"Torture! Murder! Revenge!"- I said to myself.
What a pleasure it is to carry out your order captain. It is so easy and warm in my soul, from her voice in my head.
- Yes, captain!, - I smiled.
The bastard muttered something again, interrupting the captain's words. This is starting to annoy me.
- Shut up already!
I kicked him several times in the stomach and placed a bowl of butter on the hot coals. He yelled something. It's time to follow the captain's order.
- Torment time! Mister bastard!
I began to cut his tendons with a hot knife. First on his arms, then on his legs. The whole room smelled of burnt meat. Blood spattered the torture chamber.
Her laughter is a delight for mine. I hear the captain's order:
"Kill! Kill!", - I said laughing.
Her order was a breeze in my chest. I enjoyed her voice. It's been so long since I heard the Captain's voice without extraneous sounds. If not for these mutterings, I would have heard them more clearly.Looking with dislike I said :
- The captain demands your death.
I took out hot oil and poured it into the cut on my face. There was a hissing sound, and steam rose from the place where I poured the oil. The bastard twitched more than before and wheezed loudly.
Soon he stopped twitching and making sounds. The stench of roasted meat became even stronger.
- Captain, the order is executed.
I kicked the bastard's corpse away from the captain's body. I threw a couple of gold coins at him.
- Your fee, - I said in a low and sullen voice.
I went to the bed where the captain was lying and sat down next to her body. Gently grabbed her hand with my hands, as if trying to warm her with my warmth.
- I'm sorry captain, I couldn't come earlier.
I looked at her lifeless body and remembered the cheerful captain. Her funny jokes about me. Her courageous cry in the fight against the outnumbered robbers.
Her caring look when she protected my wounds. Her gentle smile with which she looked at me. A close and full of life person, now lay lifeless in front of me.
My chest tightened and my heart felt pain. My eyes began to get wet, I pressed her hand to my lips. Tears flowed down my cheeks. And only now I began to hear what was happening around. Voices were heard behind the doors:
- Break down the door!
The door cracked dryly. Captain, wait for me. I will come to you soon. Even after death, I will be there. The door flew out of its hinge and a dozen guards entered the torture chamber. Smiling, I took out my sword from its scabbard and shouted :
- For the captain!
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