Blaise Montoya -The Price of Power-#11

Mitru · Thu Aug 20, 2026 3:17 am

The scent of sweet, cloying chemicals lingered in the air, a heavy veil that clung to the back of Blaise’s throat. Her eyelids felt as though they had been sealed with wax. Slowly, the world flickered into existence, a blur of grey concrete and a single, harsh bulb humming overhead. Her arms were pulled taut, wrists biting into cold steel manacles that connected her to a rusted ceiling beam. She shifted, the movement sending a jolt of awareness through her. The air hit her skin with a sudden, bracing chill. She was naked. Completely, vulnerably naked.

A soft, rhythmic clicking sound echoed in the room. Polished heels on concrete.

"Welcome back to the waking world, Miss Montoya. I was starting to worry the dosage had been a bit too generous."

Blaise blinked, her vision finally snapping into focus. Elena Markovic stood a few feet away, her silhouette sleek and lethal.

"You look exquisite when you're disoriented. I’ve been looking forward to this. Just the two of us. No bodyguards, no board members, no corporate formalities. Just a little quality time."

"I’m going to kill you...The moment I get these off... I’ll finish you off personally."

Elena stopped just inches away, her eyes scanning Blaise’s body with clinical precision.

"Now, Blaise, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. The easy way involves you telling me exactly where your base is hidden and handing over the encrypted data your people stole from Draavos. The hard way... well, the hard way is much more visceral."

The smile on Elena’s face didn't vanish it sharpened. She turned on her heel and strolled back to the dresser. Her hand disappeared into a drawer, and when she withdrew it, she held a massive, obsidian-black dildo. It was a monstrous thing, thick and heavy, reflecting the harsh overhead light.

Blaise’s heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic bird in a cage. She felt a cold spike of terror shoot down her spine, but she clamped her jaw shut. She stared at the silicone beast with a mask of frozen indifference.

"Oh, look at that face, The legendary Blaise Montoya, the woman who controls the Pacific, looks almost... bored. Or is that fear I see hiding in the pupils? I can see your chest heaving, darling. Your heart is racing. I can practically hear it drumming against your skin. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. This is not just rubber, Blaise. It's a tool for extraction... And I intend to use it until every secret you're guarding leaks out of you."

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