Chapter 4
We emerged at the threshold of a brightlylit hall and our car came to a stop. The hall was round and the material of the walls evoked the fabulous metals one always learns about in the scJ¯in®,e-fiction story. The black flag-stoned floor glowed faintly. The whole gave the notion of a morbid cleanness.
-We are now entering the castle, said my leader.
He pushed on a button set on one side of the entrance and, after motioning me to get out of the car, he climbed back in it and immedietly whirred away, while I remained alone. I took a few forward steps.
The hall must have been fourteen yards in diameter. In its center rose a high transparent pillar inside which I suddenly saw a negro as gigantic as the first one. The pillard opened and the negro came to me.
-You come to see the countess? I did not answer.
Climb in it.
He made me come into the pillar the bottom of which went down as soon as the translucent door was automatically closed on us. We were standing in a kind of an exceedingly perfected lift. The negro was eying me with the same indifferent coldness as his colleague. I became conscious of my nakedness.
Our fall must have lasted a few seconds; when the engine came to a stop, we were in the exact center of a round room, seemingly similar to the one we had just left but there was an additional element in it: a pack of matiffs which hurled themselves' toward us with wide open jaws. They must have been yelling but I could not hear a thing. They threw themselves against our transparent cage, scratching it with their claws. I felt like standing behind the glass walls of an aquarium. The silence which enfolded me, contrasting with the fury of the wild pack swarming outside only a few inches from me, was exceedingly strange.
-Do you want to see the countess? the negro adked me again.
I don't know what instinctive foregoing warned me not to answer him and I only looked at him straight, with a slightly ironic glance. We remained thus, staring fixedly at each other.
-Dont you really want to see the countess?
I was going to answer but I reflected that the countess must have been informed of my arrival and that she would admit me when she would find it advisable. The presence of the dogs was a constant reminder of the way my first questions had been answered to as well as of what had happened to me then.
Suddenly, the dogs turned around and fled toward the opposite wall: a transparent pillar, exactly similar to ours, was now to be seen over there. Two men were in it: a negro, the very double of my warden and a young man quite looking like me, and equally naked. It seemed to me they were discussing hotly, then their pillar opened and the young man was forcibly thrown among the dogs.
At the same instant, the negro bent his body over me. I felt his thick lips run over my body and grasp my prick while a dreadful concert of barkings and screamings was bursting into our cage. My own double was a prey to the dogs I could see them tearing pieces of bloody flesh, and struggle for the possession of a limb. The walls of my glassy cell seemed to enlarge the spectacle. The poor wretch yelled but could not do a thing to free himself. The muscles which hung under his right arm resembled horrid petals, composing the most atrocious flower of human flesh. A black mastiff stood on its hinder legs ad with an only blow of its forepaws he stripped out all the flesh which covered the thorax, nd I saw, in a flash, the whiteness of the ribs and all disappeared in a disgusting overflowing of boiling blood. The tortured man's screams were now no more than horrid syncopated gasps.
While this scene was going on the negro's mouth was ardently working over my prick. His expert fingers ran along my balls, lingered in the depression of the groin, slipped toward the scrotum, plunged into my ass-hole. I wanted to escape them but the hotness which rose inside my belly was oddly associated with that other hotness the crazy spectacle stirred up in my head, in my throat, in my chest. I was vaught between these two flaming hotnesses, a prey 'he blazing fires which burned menacingly their way toward each other, on the verge of being swept by their power. I shuddered and pushed the negro away. He sneered.
He sneered and rose to his feet. He motioned roughly for me to sit down. I had not yet noticed the translucent seat set in a corner of the lift. I obeyed his order. My prick had not yet stiffened. The negro was eying me cynically.
Why, he said, you are much too composed! You don't imagine you are going to see the countess in such a state...
He raised a hand and a terrific discharge almost threw me out of the seat. The yellings were still increasing. The victim was no longer screaming; the poor wretch was at his last gasp. His blood was radiating in every direction from a large central spot, with elongated crimson rivulets. Across the ribs, now wholly bared from any flesh, his heart was beating its last pulsations. The monsters hurled themselves at him for the last struggle and I heard the bones cracking under their voracious teeth. It seemed like the noise of a kind of infernal engine erected there to annihilate all life. My thought raced madly: the horridnes of the spectacle was too beautiful, the streaming of the blood too seducing. I .-aw one of the dog carry the head away, crush it with an only bite, making the brains spurt forth. The grey substance mixed with the foaming slobber of the dog, and ran to the ground like and endless torrent of spunk. The hideous smell of the slaughter burst forth suddenly into our cage. Unable to check myself I threw my hands toward the negro.
At once he was stranding on all fours in front of me and he swallowed my prick between his tiick lips. His tongue was lavishing so swift caresses on me, the blood was so brightly scarlet on the black flag-stones, the slobber dripping from the jaws of the monsters was so excitingly beautiful, that the hotness in me increased up to an unbearable point. I am horny, I am tremendously horny, that was now my unique obsession. 0, to fuck! To fuck this palpitating flesh, to
SI hick the quick and the dead, to fuck these beasts with their fine dripping blood jaws. My prick darted against the negro's palate, trying to slip into his throat. Little discharges were goading my buttocks with rapturous twinges of pain, making my prick stiffen still more, my prick which, coated with saliva, was now continuously going in and out of the negro's mouth.
The dogs had stopped their barking, They were squatting on the floor in a ring and crunched the bones which burst open, spirting out their marrow on the flag-stones. Their panting breath formed quite a sounding background or the cracking of the bones. Sometimes, two monsters struggled for a choice piece of human flesh and the clapping of their furious jaws was filling me with a shameful joy which sent my prick darting more violently against my sucker's palate. My haunches danced frantically, my thighs were quivering with my earnetsness, my ass-hole was tightening and dilating alternatively like the one of a constipated man. Marvel of a sight: the fuming spilled blood on the floor, the cry, long nurtured inside the hollow ears which seems dilating the whole brains with a pain more wonderful than the most wonderful joy.
When their feasting was over, the dogs rose on their legs, one by one, and went to lap the elongated rivulets of blood. I could hear the rustling of their tongue, I could feel their tongue on *ny own skin, I was panting with horror and pleasure. My balls were aflame. I put my hands on the negro's head and kept itp ressed against me while my prick slipped toward his uvula. I tanted to suffocate him right on the spot, or to have him bite and devour my prick, to afford me the spectacle of its bloody pulp dripping out of the negro's mouth, in a mixture of blood, spittle and semen.
Te negro was sucking harder. I saw the sweat roll down in big drops on the nape of his neck, run in the middle of it, drenching my fingers deliciously. I sticked my fingers inside his ears. The suction was more and more intense but I was still holding back, while I felt the rise of my semen which spurted forth at the exact instant when the last remaining dogs were licking the ultimate red spot, like a dessert.
The negro stood up. a Whitish filaments dangled at the corners of his mouth. I threw myself upon him, gluing my lips on his, and savouring the most rapturous kiss I had ever experienced in all my life. Semen! White delight flush with the inexhaustible cup of Life! Semen more nourishing and sweetest yet than God!
We left each other with a smile and the lift rebounded toward the heights of the forbidden castle. The milky light rolled on the black flesh of my companion, giving it an undescribable velvety smoothness.
-He was handsome, the negro told me. He insisted very much upon seing the countess... Now he has seen her!
His rolling laughter burst forth inside our transparent cage, pricking my skin with millions of delicious stinging needles.