Chapter 2: Building Tension
His pants drop to his ankles, and he realizes he's standing in an overly expensive suit that now exposes his ass. The cuffs clink together as he tries to resist, but it's all worth it. He's one of the most successful businessmen in Manhattan.
"Chad Silver," Agent Kaine says with a dark, rumbling voice, "You have been chosen to save humanity. Your body can take what is to come. You are the strongest and, unfortunately, the most arrogant in our world".
Chad's face twists with anger.
"I was invited to a business meeting, not a strip show or worse," he said sharply, but inside his heart hammered against his chest and not only due to his fury.
Agent Kaine's ice-blue eyes danced as he smirked. "Your 'business meeting', as you call it, was an arranged sacrifice for the Orc Leader," he reveals indifferently.
A tense silence filled the room. Chad's heart thrummed its denial like a frantic drumbeat in the silence. "You're joking," he croaked.
Kaine would rip off Chad's white underwear and would spread his cheeks. "Yes, virgin asshole." The Agent didn't sound like he was joking. The expression on his face was cold, serious and determined as he was done speaking and was ready to proceed.
Chad winces, readying as Kaine's fingers begin to stray from his cheeks further downwards. "What do I have to do?" he asks between clenched teeth.
The Agent's fingers paused. When he spoke there was a hint of pity in his words. "You will become the wife of their leader, as disgusting as it sounds."
Chad's face paled.
"How do I even know I'll come back alive?" His thoughts raced; being bound, stripped, and penetrated by another worldly creature was insane.
Agent Kaine pulled his fingers back, letting cool air rush between Chad's cheeks. "You are well exercised and muscular. Most sacrifices cannot survive Orc sex but you are one of the better candidates we have had. Also, it is unlikely you will return." Kaine added nonchalantly.
Chad couldn't believe what he just heard. How could this be the sacrifice for saving humanity? It was absurd.
As Kaine began to remove his own clothes, Chad asked, "What makes you think I can control the Orc leader? What if I succumb to the pain? What will happen then?"
Kaine's face was expressionless. "You die, the orc ejaculates in your corpse, and we find another candidate." Kaine's bluntness made Chad's stomach lurch. "Hopefully," Kaine continued, "you'll please him and survive. You don't want to die, do you Chad?"
The way Kaine said it unnerved Chad. The agent's eyes were as cold as steel and seemed to drill into his soul, making him shudder.
"Of course not." Chad retorted, resisting the urge to shiver at the thought of Kaine finding a "newer and better" candidate.
Kaine chuckled.
"Good, then we better pray your ass can entertain him." He walked over to his chair, sitting down with his legs spread and his hand wrapped around his bulging erection.
Chad's eyes widened as he tried to crawl away but the orc's vice-like grip on his arm made it impossible. The office they were in, usually brimming with activity, now felt eerily quiet.
"Before we proceed, I want to be clear," Kaine looked dead into Chad's eyes, gripping his chin harshly. "You are not listed as a homosexual on our records, so do not try to flirt or interact with any female orcs. They view humans as pathetic beings that only exist to be impregnated, and for them to torture." The words hung heavy in the air. Chad felt numb. As a successful, straight businessman, Agent Kaine's words were hard to digest.
"You must endure, and you must obey. If you please their leader, you live. If not, humanity suffers." Fire and aggression burned in Kaine's eyes, captivating Chad. His icy demeanor gave Chad chills.
"I will not allow myself to be a whore," he growls in defiance, making one last attempt to wrest his arm free.
Kaine tugs him back harshly. "Humanity is at stake, Chad. You do not have a choice. We are the lesser beings. We survive by pleasing those who are stronger than us."
Chad's eyes widen, taking in the Agent's words. For years, Kaine has been investigating strange occurrences, dark reports and eerie stories around New York. He was well aware of the dangers that faced them, but this? Being handed to another worldly creature like a piece of meat? He never thought it would come to this.
He was the quintessential alpha male - charming, successful and confident with an impressive muscular physique to match. People parted ways when he passed by, with their eyes following his every movement. His arrogance was not unfounded - it was his driving force to reach the pinnacle of financial success in Manhattan.
The office they'd inhabited for the "meeting" was a microcosm of the world beyond the door. People hustled and bustled about their work, phones ringing off the hook, and the incessant clicking of keyboards filled the air.
"It is either you submit to being a faggot cum dumpster now, and save everyone, or do it later, living with the fact you were a coward." Kaine's words were cold and matter-of-fact, chilling Chad to his bones.
Chad felt anger rise within him - he was a commanding presence in the business world, and being reduced to being someone's "cum dumpster" felt like a punch to the gut. Despite that, he couldn't ignore the logic. As much as he wanted to deny it, humanity's existence hung on his performance with the Orc's leader.
Chad gulped, and he reluctantly nodded to Kaine, signaling that he understood.
"Good," Kaine replied, standing up from his chair.
He grabbed Chad by the arm and dragged him towards a concealed door in the room. Its polished wood blended perfectly with the paneling of the office walls, but Chad could make out etchings of incomprehensible symbols on its surface.
Kaine tapped a sequence on the door, and it slid open with no resistance.
On the other side, a portal of vibrant colors swirled erratically. With a firm grip, Kaine pulled Chad into the maelstrom. Cold wind blasted into them, slapping Chad's face as they tumbled into another realm.
As they landed with a thud, the ground beneath them felt alien compared to Earth. It was harder and seemed almost metallic, jarring his muscles as he adjusted to his new surroundings. The air was damp and musty, sending chills down his spine.