Inside that closed room, there was only primitive excitement and the roar of a demonic victory. There was no distance left between Adriq and Soha. At the peak of passion, faint Russian words escaped from both of their throats.
Adriq (In Russian, near Soha's ear): "Ты моя, Соха. Навсегда."
(You are mine, Soha. Forever.)
Soha could no longer restrain herself. Out of an indescribable excitement that outweighed even the pain, a cry escaped her lips— "Ahhhhh... f#..." Her voice was broken and submissive. She dug her nails into Adriq's chest, but her mind knew she had lost to a fatal addiction today.
Meanwhile, standing behind the door was that maid—the one who had taken shelter in this secret house by pretending to be Soha's most trusted confidante. She was actually Adriq's plant, sent long ago to keep an eye on Soha.
Hearing the Russian conversation and Soha's screams from inside, a demonic smile spread across the maid's face. She knew that today, Adriq had completely captured his prey.
The Maid (Laughing under her breath): "Poor Soha! She thought this guard boy would give her freedom. Yet, unknowingly, she surrendered herself to the Master's bed. There is no way out now."
She pressed her ear against the door, savoring those forbidden moments. It was clear from her laughter that Soha had become Adriq's slave today—not just physically, but mentally. The house Soha thought was her sanctuary had now become the greatest prison of her life.
Inside the room, Adriq bit Soha's lip, reminding her that she would never find freedom, even if she wanted to. And Soha? She could only bite down on the bedsheet, enduring the sorrow of her defeat and the heat of her body.
Soha was now completely devastated on the bed. Exhausted by Adriq's relentless assault and her own body's disobedient excitement, she was fading away. Her body could no longer endure this madness.
Soha (In a completely broken voice): "Adriq... I can't do this anymore... Please, stop... ummmmm..."
But Adriq's thirst for dominance was not yet quenched. He wanted to give Soha's defeat a final, terrifying form. To strike fear into her and assert his absolute ownership, Adriq pulled out the cold, heavy gun from his waist.
Soha's eyes widened in terror. But Adriq did not stop. He touched the barrel of the gun to the most intimate depths of Soha's body and slowly pushed it in. The ice-cold touch of the metal barrel merged with the scorching heat of Soha's body, creating a strange and intense shiver of agony. Soha screamed in both fear and excitement.
At that very moment, reaching the ultimate peak of passion, Adriq no longer held back. White fluid was released from Soha's body—a sign of her ultimate physical surrender and exhaustion. Soha closed her eyes, and only a long, weary moan escaped her lips— "Ummmmm..."
Adriq laughed with a demonic joy near Soha's ear.
Adriq (Whispering): "Do you see, Soha? Just as a bullet pierces through a body, my love does the same. From now on, this body is no longer yours; it is merely my playground."
Soha lay lifeless on the bed. Her white nightdress was drenched in a mess of sweat and that white fluid. All her stubbornness, all her plans for revenge, ended today in the coldness of that gun barrel and Adriq's brutality. She realized there would never be an escape from this hell.
Outside, though the storm's fury had lessened, all the light in Soha's life had been extinguished forever.Soha thought that no greater pain or humiliation could exist. But today, Adriq was determined to turn her into a living corpse. He savored Soha's screams and her weeping. Suddenly, Adriq intensified his demonic nature even further.
Before Soha could realize what was happening, Adriq forcefully pushed the gun barrel even deeper. An indescribable scream of agony escaped Soha's mouth. But Adriq did not stop there; he pulled out a second gun from the other side of his waist.
Soha stared with wide, disbelieving eyes. Her thin body was trembling violently; she had turned pale with sweat and terror. Adriq now forcefully drove both gun barrels together into the secret depths of Soha's body.
Soha (Screaming intensely): "Ahhhhhhhh! I'll die... Adriq, kill me! Ummmm... I can't take it anymore!"
The double coldness and hardness of the metal barrels felt as if they were tearing through every cell of Soha's body. Her body could no longer withstand this onslaught. Reaching an ultimate limit of pain, Soha's body went limp again, and more white fluid began to discharge from within.
Adriq leaned over Soha and placed a cold kiss on her sweaty forehead. His eyes held the radiance of a demonic victory.
Adriq (In a cruel voice): "Dying is far too easy, Soha, but I won't let you die. I want you to feel every single moment who owns you. Just as these two gun barrels are embedded deep inside you, my existence will remain pierced within you just like this, forever."
Soha could no longer speak. Her vision became blurred. Her white nightdress had turned into a soiled rag of blood, sweat, and humiliation. In the silence of that secret room, only the sound of Soha's broken breaths and the echo of Adriq's demonic laughter could be heard.
As Soha's screams of pain bounced off the four walls of the secret room, Adriq became even more frenzied. He showed no mercy or compassion. Instead, pinning Soha's limp body down even harder, he drove the two gun barrels even deeper.
Soha felt as if her insides were being shattered to pieces. That cold metallic touch struck at the very core of her being. Her thin white nightdress, stained with sweat and agony, clung tightly to her body.
Soha (In an extremely faint voice): "Adriq... no more... I... I am breaking..."
But Adriq was intoxicated by the urge to go deeper. He leaned close to Soha's ear, releasing his hot breath.
Adriq (Whispering in Russian): "The deeper I go, Soha, the more you will remember me. Today, I will write my name on every point of your body. Even if you want to, you will never be able to forget this touch."
Under Adriq's ultimate brutality, Soha's body eventually went numb. Her eyes began to roll back, and only a faint "ummmmm..." escaped her lips. The white fluid secreting from her body soaked the bedsheets.
Outside, the final gusts of the storm were blowing, while inside the room, Soha—having lost all her pride and stubbornness—became a defeated entity at Adriq's feet. Adriq withdrew the two guns and looked down at Soha's devastated body like a conqueror. He knew that from this day forward, Soha would never find the courage to go against him again.
As she sank into that dark, bottomless abyss, Soha realized only one thing—the path she had chosen to escape Adriq had only imprisoned her in an even deeper cageWhen Adriq became even more merciless, striking with those two gun barrels, a long and trembling breath escaped from Soha. Surprisingly, Soha did not scream this time. In the midst of that intense pain, a strange intoxication took hold of her. Perhaps her brain had crossed all limits of agony and reached a place where there was no distinction left between pain and pleasure.
Adriq continued to strike harder and deeper. Soha closed her eyes, wanting to utter a few words, but no protest left her lips. Her entire body was shaking violently, yet she made no attempt to stop him.
Soha (To herself): "Am I finished? Why does this hellish torment feel good now? Why do I want him to go even deeper?"
Seeing that Soha remained silent, Adriq grew even more frenzied. He sank his teeth into her neck. Her thin white nightdress was now completely drenched in sweat and the body's various secretions, clinging to her and making every curve of her body even more prominent.
Adriq saw that there was no longer any hatred in Soha's eyes, only a shadow of emptiness and surrender. He leaned close to her ear and whispered again in that demonic voice.
Adriq: "What is it, Soha? Why aren't you speaking now? Your body is trembling. Do you like this harshness of mine? Do you want me to go deeper?"
Soha gave no answer; only her fingers dug deeper into the bedsheet. A vague "ummmmm..." escaped her lips—whether it was from consent or pain was difficult to tell. Adriq realized he hadn't just conquered her; he had thrown her into a mental labyrinth where she no longer recognized her own body.
The bed was a mess of white fluid and sweat. The walls of that secret house echoed with Adriq's demonic roar of victory and Soha's silent defeat.
Adriq saw that there wasn't even a trace of resistance left in Soha's eyes. Her thin white nightdress clung to her body with sweat and excitement, making her look like a living statue. A cruel smile played on Adriq's lips.
Adriq (In a harsh voice): "So you like it, Soha? The pain you used to hate, you're finding pleasure in it today? Fine, then I will take you to such depths today that you will never be able to return."
Adriq did not stop. He began to move those two gun barrels even more forcefully and cruelly inside her. With every strike, Soha arched like a bow. No protest came from her mouth; instead, long breaths and faint "ahhh..." sounds signaled that she was sinking into a forbidden addiction.
Now, Adriq pressed down on her with all the strength of his body. He withdrew the gun barrels and attacked her again with his masculine, toned body. Soha felt the primitive pressure that was crushing her to pieces.
Soha (In a lethargic voice): "Ummmm... Adriq... more... harder..."
This one sentence turned Adriq into a beast. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pinned her to the bed. The sweat from their bodies merged. The white nightdress could no longer withstand the strain; it was ripped to shreds by Adriq's pull.
The bed became a wreckage of white fluid, sweat, and torn fabric. Adriq whispered in Russian near her ear for the last time—
Adriq: "Я сломал тебя, Соха. Ты теперь ничто без меня."
(I have broken you, Soha. You are nothing without me now.)
Just before losing consciousness, Soha felt Adriq's ultimate dominance. She realized she hadn't just lost her body today; she had sold her soul to this devil.
When Adriq heard Soha's disobedient body and her faint moans, the beast within him grew manifold. He felt that Soha was no longer stopping him; rather, she was now enjoying his cruel assault.
Soha gripped the bedsheet with both hands. As Adriq devastated her with those two gun barrels and the immense pressure of his toned body, Soha could no longer hold herself back. Her thin white nightdress was a mess of sweat and clung to her body, making every fold visible to Adriq's eyes.
Soha (In a voice completely intoxicated): "Adriq... more... harder... ummmmm..."
The demand for "harder" from Soha's mouth filled Adriq with a manic joy. He grabbed her waist firmly with both hands, pulling her even closer to him, and began to strike with the full force of his body. The silence of the room was broken only by their rapid breathing and Soha's cries of gratification.
Soha (To herself): "Why have I become like this? Is this hell my liberation? This cruelty of his... this right of his... why do I like it so much?"
Adriq saw that Soha's pale face had now turned a bright, burning red with excitement. He bit her ear and said,
Adriq: "Didn't I tell you, Soha? My toxic touch is your addiction. No matter how much you say you hate me, this body of yours only recognizes this brutality."
Adriq pressed down even more heavily on Soha. His sweaty six-pack rubbed against her soft body, drawing her into a different kind of trance. As the excitement reached its absolute peak, Soha closed both eyes and fully accepted this primitive masculinity of Adriq's into herself.
The bed was floating in white fluid and sweat. Soha surrendered all her shame and pride, dissolving herself into Adriq's demonic love. The room in that secret sanctuary was no longer a battlefield, but a forbidden heaven where Soha was choosing to be a prisoner..As Soha, in a daze of overwhelming excitement, faintly moaned for more, Adriq played his final and most cruel move. He wanted to take Soha's defeat to an unspeakable level.
While Adriq kept the two gun barrels in his hands firmly embedded deep within Soha, he now added his own frenzied masculinity to the mix. Before Soha could comprehend anything, she felt a massive and monstrous pressure.
Soha (In a sharp and stifled scream): "Ahhhhhhhh! I'm going to die... Adriq! Ummmm... 3 at once... I can't take it anymore!"
This three-dimensional assault—of two cold gun barrels and Adriq's own scorching body—felt as if it were tearing Soha's body apart from the middle. The intensity of the pain was so great that her eyes began to roll back until only the whites were visible. Yet, in the depths of that very agony, she found a demonic gratification that repeatedly pulled her back toward Adriq.
Adriq bit into the vein on Soha's neck and began to strike with all his might. The silence of the room was shattered only by the groans from Soha's broken throat and the sound of Adriq's demonic growls. The torn pieces of Soha's thin white nightdress now clung to her body, drenched in sweat, blood, and that white fluid.
Adriq (In a ferocious voice in Russian): "Now tell me, Soha, who else has the power to take you from me? These 3 strikes are writing my permanent ownership upon your body today."
Soha could no longer speak. Her body was trembling violently. Reaching a final climax of pain, she went limp and collapsed onto the bed, held in Adriq's arms. The white fluid discharging from her body overflowed the bedsheets and trickled down.
Soha realized that today she hadn't just been defeated; she had become Adriq's living toy. Adriq withdrew his guns and took a long breath, looking down at Soha's devastated body like a conqueror.After Adriq's final and barbaric assault, Soha's body gave up. Her pupils became fixed, and her head felt strangely empty. Reaching an unbearable peak of pain, her brain seemed to "switch off" to protect itself.
With a long, faint "Ahhhhhhh ummmm...", Soha slumped against Adriq's chest. Her hands, which had been gripping the sheets so tightly, loosened and fell onto the bed. Her entire body was drenched in sweat, and that shredded white nightdress remained as the only witness to her humiliation.
Adriq felt Soha's body go still. He realized she had lost consciousness. But he felt no remorse; instead, he brushed back the sweaty hair from Soha's forehead and smiled with a demonic peace.
Adriq (In a calm but cruel voice): "Finally quiet, Soha? This defeat is exactly what you needed. From now on, whenever you open your eyes, you will only remember this darkness and my touch."
Adriq stood up from the bed. His own toned body was still trembling with excitement. He picked up his two guns, tucked them into his waist, and looked with disdain at the fragments of torn cloth lying on the floor.
At that moment, there was a light knock on the door. The voice of the maid was heard from outside.
The Maid (Whispering): "Master? Is it all over? May I come in?"
Adriq looked at Soha's unconscious body with a strange gaze and replied, "Come in. See for yourself what has become of your Madam."
The door opened, and the maid stepped inside. Seeing Soha's devastated, nearly naked, and motionless state, she couldn't suppress her laughter.
The Maid: "My goodness! You have completely finished her off, Master. What will you do with her now?"
Adriq: "Put her in the car just like this. This secret sanctuary no longer belongs to her. Now she goes to my real cage—a place from which she won't even dream of escaping."
Soha remained in a deep state of unconsciousness. She did not know that the greatest nightmare of her life was only just beginning.