Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ In'lar-Anth - Through Darkest Destiny ❯ Jeice's Downfall ( One-Shot )

In'lar-Anth - Through Darkest Destiny

Authors: Rogue & Dark Serapha

Email: neko_jin-Rogue@yahoo.com & DarkSerapha@gmx.de

Rating: NC 17

Pairing: Zarbon x Jeice

Warnings: lemon, SM, violence, Master/Slave, rape, blood

Disclaimer: We solemnly swear we are up to no good! Therefore we own neither Dragonball Z nor all the songs used in here or else the world would be a far darke... angsti... eh… better place. No money is being made with this. Damn.

'…' = thoughts

Intro

"Abuse Me"

Need to ask a question
Calling out my name
Nothing seems to bother
Wish I had a clue

C'mon abuse me more I like it

Well I don't think you like me
Well I hate you as well
No one seems to like you
Wish I couldn't tell

C'mon abuse me more I like it
C'mon keep talking 'cause it's trueC'mon abuse me more I like it

C'mon keep talking 'cause it's true

("Abuse me" by Silverchair)

In'lar-Anth - Through Darkest Destiny

The Hidden Chapters 2: "Jeice's Downfall"

Zarbon

I entered my cabin again, smiling at the picturesque image that was set before my eyes. The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood. My poor little red skinned beauty was still laying in his own blood in the centre of the room. My new pet was still unconscious, pain on his beautiful face. It was quite appealing and it instantly lit my fires again. Hmm... we had lots of time until we arrived with the mother ship... more than enough to play a little more...

Frieza had accepted my explanations and had dealt judgement. That last part was what made me so smug right now. I strode forward purposefully and crouched by him, rolling him gently and cradling his head so that I could see the tense yet languid expression on his face. Mine now.

I bent down over my little toy, not resisting the urge to place a tender kiss on his swollen bloodstained lips.

"Rise and shine, my sleeping beauty..."

Jeice

Laying upon the cold ground I was aware of how distant everything seemed. It was all a numb haze. I felt like I slept in a silent nightmare where just reality and existence was the sole torture. I couldn't move. I had no will to anyway. I just wanted to sink into the ground and fade away. Just blur away. But then reality pressed in upon me and I felt the brush of a touch.

I heard a voice that made my soul want to strip itself away from my body. My eyes fluttered open and I stared up in absolute horror. No! No! Leave me alone! I had to get away! I tried to pull away from the demon floating before me but my body came to life in agony and I could only whimper and twitch.

Zarbon

"Now, now..." I patted his head soothingly as large dark-red eyes opened up to me and his face changed to pure horror and agony.

"Don't fear, my dear Jeice. You have done so well. You have pleased me. Don't worry…" I smiled as he tried to crawl away, mewling quietly. He was so weak. Poor little creature. I would take good care of him.

Jeice

Oh no! That calm, sweet voice! It was worse than yells, worse than anger, worse than anything else I had heard from anyone else. It showed just how at ease he was. It showed just how insignificant I was. I could never go against him. I was nothing he could not handle.

'I've pleased him?' He... He liked what he did to me. He liked it so much! It was terrifying. Did that mean he would do it again? I couldn't possibly survive it again. I would die this time. I would die right now if it would keep me from having to go through that again. The agony, the helplessness, the... the... the humiliation when he actually made me like some of it... before he really took his pleasure...

I raised my right hand, and it trembled so terribly. I tried to push him away but sharp lancing pain travelled unforgiving through my entire arm from even that slight weight on my ruined elbow.

"...please..." I whimpered.

Zarbon

I was impressed. He actually had enough will left to try and push me away. First I was tempted to punish him but then I thought again. It was good if he had some defiance left. That would make it so much more rewarding...

"Oh dear... are you in pain...?" My voice was sweet and tender. I shook my head.

"My poor little Jeice... why did you do this to yourself? Come here, I will help you..."

'Can't have my new toy damaged beyond repair already, can we?'

Jeice

I cried out and my neck wasn't strong enough to support the weight of my head as he gathered me into his arms. The pain that flared up at his touch was enough to make me completely aware and awake now. My mind cleared from the intensity of it.

Maybe... Maybe if I just...

I didn't want anymore. No more pain. I tried to make myself limp but the sharp stabbing in my ribs and lower body made me tense and spasm as he lifted me up. I could feel my own cold blood dripping from me. My throat clenched down on my gasps and they came out more like the keening of some dying animal. I couldn't believe that such a sound could come from me. I forced myself to stop, to lay still. If he could not play with me then maybe he would leave me alone.

Zarbon

He lay so limp and broken in my arms, only his gasping intakes indicating that he was still alive. But then he whimpered in pain and I knew that there was still life in him. I smiled warmly.

"Don't worry, my little beauty. I will make the pain go away..." I carried him into the bathroom and placed him in the cleaning unit, turning on the water, making it nice and warm.

I then gently but thoroughly washed all the dried blackish-blue blood from his beautiful red skin, sliding my hands worshipfully over his smooth skin. Such a pretty pet! I would treat him well and he would be the pinnacle of my collection... right beneath Vegeta. He kept on moaning in pain and I gazed down sympathetically.

"It's your arms and ribs, isn't it? Just wait a little while longer and I will make it better." I promised him smiling gently.

Jeice

He spoke soothingly to me as I lay there weakly. And soon I realized that I was getting warmer and he... he was being so gentle. I began to relax. The pain was not so bad now that I was not so cold. My body tingled from all that he had done to me before. I could still feel the ghostly touch of his ki under my skin. He promised relief. I could only hope.

Zarbon

I looked him over. His one arm was broken in three places and the other was dislocated at the elbow. Some ribs were broken too and fresh blood still trickled between his thighs. He was ghostly pale, assumedly from the loss of blood. I tsked and put my hands on my hips, thinking. This wouldn't do... Not if I wanted to have more fun with him.

"Now, this is going to hurt but you'll feel better afterwards..." I promised him and then took hold of his wrist and pulled in one single fluid motion, letting the arm snap back into it's natural place.

Jeice

I had just begun to drift again. I gave in to it thankfully, to be numb again and not have to experience this. His voice took a moment to register in my mind and then I stiffened and cried out. The joint of my right arm snapped back into place and heat flared up along with a dull throbbing that made me want to hold stiffly still. I groaned and stared up at him.

"...it hurts... stop... please…" He fixed my arm. I was confused but the pain pushed it away. I didn't want anymore. Why would he put out the effort to fix anything?

Zarbon

I smiled at my handiwork.

'There... that's done…' I took him from the warm waters and used a towel to gently dry him off. I had the distinct impression that he was made from porcelain. A fragile and complex toy. I would eventually treat him rough again... but right now I did not want to break him anymore than he already was. I was not one for brute force - there were other ways to have much more fun…

He was so lithe in my arms, as if he had been made for this. I had been such a fool not to see it for so many years...

"Saa… that's better. Now let's see. Can you stand?" I lowered him carefully so that his feet touched the ground.

Jeice

I mechanically gave in to him as he ignored my plea and watched dully as he continued to wash my body, then he lifted me up with such care. It was strange but I was grateful for it nonetheless. He was not hurting me anymore. Maybe he thought that I had learned. Maybe he thought I had had enough.

I did my best to stand when he set me on my feet but I could barely hold myself. My hips and pelvis burst with hot pain as weight settled on my shaking legs and I held on to him, having nothing else near. Then I stiffened, afraid that he would do something to me for it. He had been the one to cause this pain in the first place. How could I let him help me like this? Why would he? What would he do to me now? Why was I even still alive? Fear held me tremblingly in place.

Zarbon

He was weak but he tried. I smiled at him contentedly. He held on to me for dear life, trembling badly and whimpering slightly. I could hear the fear in his voice. He did not wish to displease me.

"There... that's good... now... what ever should we do about your poor ribs...?" I pretended to think about for a few moments and he turned wide, questioning eyes to me. Those eyes were so expressive and enthralling... a pity he hid them under that bushy white hair most of the time. I smiled at his uncertain expression.

"Tell you what: I get a nice little kiss and you get some plasta-skin-treatment that will fix you up in no time. What do you say?" I awaited his answer, knowing fully well that he would understand now that he was not yet free of me - that he would never be free again.

Jeice

I stared up at him, still holding onto his arm for support.

"Wh... What?" He... It all came clear now. He was manipulating me. He was making me relax so that...

It wasn't over! He hadn't finished with me. I couldn't! He couldn't really...

He was so calm and serene and...serious…

Zarbon

I smiled down at him as realisation washed over his formerly relaxed features. Had he actually thought that it was over already? I chuckled quietly.

"That's not so hard is it? Only a small kiss and you will feel much much better..."

He was frozen in fear. How absolutely wonderful that he was so afraid of me… I could feel him tremble in my arms. Through it all he still leant on me for support. He could not have done anything else. He was transfixed, frozen. I decided to offer him a bit of help at this first step.

"I see that you have problems deciding. I will take that burden from you." I smiled and then dipped his head backwards without hesitation, sealing his mouth with mine, instantly giving in to the allure and plunging my tongue into that sweet cavern tasting traces of honey sweet blood. That blue blood of his race, heady and thick, was a delicacy in itself.

Jeice

My hands shook and my lungs heaved with sudden apprehension. Not again! No more!

But... I couldn't! I still had not made a response when he took what he wanted anyway. I couldn't stop myself. I was in pain and I knew that he would cause me even more. I knew that I should just stop. Just not do anything. But reflexively, without any control of my own, my head turned away and pulled from his passionate kiss. I froze again as soon as I realized just what I had done.

Oh god…

Zarbon

He actually had the guts to pull away from my kiss. I chuckled quietly. That little rebel... he still was not broken. Good!

"Now... that's not how our deal went, my little one... Its seems you haven't learned your lessons after all. If you don't want pleasure, you'll get pain." And with that I gently, oh so gently, pressed against his broken ribs.

Jeice

The worst thing was that I could still feel his lips tingling on mine and his tongue where it had slid and taunted my own and deep down inside it made me tense and tight.

How could I even consider?! But... He... I felt twisted. His clear laughter rang in my ears and he reached slowly down and I knew what was coming. I whimpered and closed my eyes and then I cried out shrilly at the slim pressure he exerted. He didn't even need to try hard anymore. I was too sensitised by now. Anything he did would have me in agony.

"Nnngh....no...." My legs nearly gave way again. I only had the one pained arm to hold on with, my other hung limp.

"No...I didn't mean...to..."

I felt so dirty as I gave in. I was such a coward. I was such a worthless coward....

Zarbon

He cried and pressed those words out. So obedient. So frightened. So delightful.

"Oh... you poor thing..." I gently caught him and stopped my assault.

"You poor poor misunderstood creature… why didn't you say so sooner. Well, well, now let's treat those ribs, shall we?" I steadied him and walked him over to the small cupboard implemented into the right hand wall that held a complete first aid kit. I took out the container with neo-plasta-skin and applied the brownish substance to his chest, where it instantly melded into his skin and under it, steadying the broken ribs and immobilizing them so that they stopped rubbing together. It also quickened the healing. He should be able to breathe much easier. It was no substitute for some quality time in the healing tank, but it should do nicely for now.

"There." I smiled brightly.

"Better?"

Jeice

I leaned against the wall as the treatment chilled my sides, soaking in and lessening the sharpness of the pain. Now my ribs only throbbed dully, like my arm. I didn't answer, I just closed my eyes, breathing shallowly still before giving a very small, very shy nod.

Zarbon

Pleased at his reaction I stepped closer to him.

"Now your arm. I can treat that too. What do you think would be sufficient as a reward for that...? Hmm?" I smiled brightly at him.

Jeice

My arm... He was asking me! I didn't have an answer. I didn't have an answer for him.

I kept my eyes closed, I wouldn't look at him. I dreaded what he might do. I found myself opening too easily to the idea. Anything to keep him happy... to keep him from getting annoyed and...

I hated myself for thinking that. For falling into the role. I didn't want it... but...

"...I ...I don't know..." I finally said in a weak voice.

Zarbon

Ah… he had already given in, deep inside. I could see it in his whole demeanour. His eyes were closed as he was turned away from me, leaning on the cold metal wall for support. I hadn't had so much fun in years. It was even better than the first time, because this time I would take it slow and seduce him and his breakdown would be utter and complete.

"Look at me, my dear..." I took his chin between my fingers and forced him to turn his face towards me.

"I'll fix your arm if you give me another kiss, but a real one this time... no turning away and I want to feel you participate. Can you do that?"

Jeice

He made me look at him. He made me look at him and then he gave me the choice. I didn't care about my arm now. It was ruined and numb. I didn't really feel it anymore. But... what would he do? Whatever he did would be far worse. I still hesitated though. I still had such a hard time making myself take that step. Make that decision. I was frozen. He looked into my eyes with that calm amusement and I knew that it did not really matter to him. He would like it either way. It took me a moment too long to decide again.

Zarbon

This time I would not make the choice for him. In order to achieve my goal he had to accomplish the next step by himself.

"It's not so hard, Jeice, is it? Pleasure…" I ran my hand down his smooth cheek, absentmindedly tracing the line of a single tear rolling down that perfect skin, cupping his chin and gently caressing his corded neck and shoulders…

"Or pain..." My hand ran down his broken arm and pulled slightly, only enough to make the pain flare up again.

Jeice

There! I remembered just what my injuries *could* feel like. I might have been numb at the moment but they were still there just waiting for him to exploit them. I opened my mouth in a tight sob and then nodded.

"...yes... I can..." I couldn't look at him again, my eyes flickered away once more. I could do it. Just no more...

Zarbon

Ah! Just like I had hoped. I let go of his arm and tenderly pulled him closer to me so that we stood chest to chest, with me looking down at his tilted head. He was staring down at the floor, completely unable to look at me. He was still naked of course and I couldn't get enough of the fiery gleam of his exotic skin and that wild bushy hair. Such a beauty...

I cupped his chin, lifting it, and looked him into his beautiful slightly glazed eyes. I wanted him to fully understand the meaning of this moment. Then I lowered myself and again pressed my lips to his.

Ah... so hot and delectable...

I waited for him to show that he was participating before proceeding further this time

Jeice

His chest was cool where it pressed against mine. I opened my mouth for him, letting him come in willingly.

But I had to do my part as well. He had stated so. I forced myself to move for him. He did not press his way in this time and so I made my tongue come to life to reach out to him. This would be the first true sacrifice. After this it would only get worse and easier. I would not be able to fight as hard after giving in... but I had given in once already. He might have killed me if I hadn't given in. He might have mangled me beyond anything if I hadn't done what he wanted...

That brought to mind the time that Vegeta had spent in the regen such a long time ago. That was when I had learned of Zarbon's interest in him. Did that mean that Vegeta hadn't given in? He had been here. Was I less than the one I had wanted to conquer? He was right. I was pitiful. I was not as worthy of his hate as Zarbon.

Zarbon

I smiled into that mouth when I felt him respond shyly, tentatively. Oh... it was like kissing a virgin. As if I kissed him for the first time: And the knowledge that he had surrendered his will to me was even better.

I put a hand behind his head and finally let my tongue caress his, and the roof of his mouth, exploring him thoroughly, pressing him close and holding him still. I might have forced him to do a part on his own but it was still me who was in control here and he was better off not forgetting that. My other hand slid down that firmly muscled body, lightly playing with what it found between his legs. It was unbelievable, but after all he had been through he was still - or already again - partially hard. I had known he delighted in pain but that his urge was this strong...

I knew that in reality he must want to be dominated, want to be submissive. I wondered if he fully understood yet...

Jeice

He took control again and I was only too willing to let him do as he pleased. It was enough that I had participated in it. That I had done as he wished. I could ignore the rest if he just let me stay inside myself while he pleased himself but then... I jerked painfully. I had been able to keep that away. I had been able to push it down but now that I felt his hand on my already sensitive member, I twitched uselessly. I had been kept in such a perpetual state for most of his *play* that my frustration had not left me completely. And now he had me at his mercy, truly. Not just for the pain. My arousal was painful in itself.

Zarbon

I pulled back just as I felt him respond to my touch, delighting in the small sound he was unable to hold back. I smiled at him in utter content. He was coming along much better than I had hoped.

"Very well. You did very well, Jeice." I took more neo-plasta-skin and fixed two of the breaks in his arm's bones, leaving only the wrist.

"See? It's easy. You are good, you are rewarded. You are bad, you are punished. Isn't that easy, Jeice?"

Jeice

He praised me as if I were a child or a pet. It burned my pride but I was willing to endure it as long as he was not angry. The mere thought of his displeasure at this moment made me shiver. I took a moment to calm again and watched the stuff soak into my arm, pain flaring up just for an instant before settling again. I sighed and looked up into his feminine, delicate features. He was smiling and I was appalled to see that his smile was clear in his eyes. He was not pretending. He really was delighted at my obedience. My voice rasped in my throat.

"Why? Why are you... You could just leave me this way." I looked down at my arm and the bruising that covered it. I realized that other than my arms and a few bruises on my ribs and... the rest lower... I was in almost normal condition. Why did I hurt so much? How could it have been so terrible?

Zarbon

I caressed his cheeks gently.

"But Jeice... you misunderstand me. What a question. Why should I keep what's mine in pain? I will treat you well… I plan to keep you for a long time after all..."

Jeice

I just stared up at him again. His. He had not just claimed me... he had claimed ownership...

I was nothing more than a pet. A toy.

He was not going to leave me alone. He was not going to let me go. He was not going to get tired of me. His collection. He said I was...

I tried to back away from him but found my back pressed to the cold metal wall. I suddenly felt hopeless again. What could I do? There was nothing I could do and he would probably punish me again... I strained against the wall. He'd punish me again for doing what I had just done.

Zarbon

Realisation dawned on him and I saw it all in his eyes, sweet and clear as anything. It was so beautiful, almost heartbreaking. He backed away and then stopped, shivering in fright. He was afraid of my displeasure at his actions. Yes. I had made the right decision. I stepped forward again, trapping him effectively between my body and the wall. Time for the next step…

"Now... I will fix your wrist. But in reward... I want you to touch me."

Jeice

He didn't punish me. Not yet. He knew that I had nowhere to go. I groaned in frustrated inability. He wouldn't stop there. He wouldn't. He would just keep pushing me. Making me give in. Making me do this out of my own free will. His touch had made me realize again that I was in such a delicate position. I could still taste him. He had been so gentle and it only made the memory of his harshness that much more real.

"...just leave me as I am..." I whispered begging.

Zarbon

"Of course. Why shouldn't I? You are already mine. In heart and soul, Jeice. Don't you understand?" My voice was full of amusement, light and smiling. In our first session I had treated him with pain. It had only prepared him for his ultimate downfall. His devastation would not be pain but pleasure, not harsh words but gentle touches, not a breaking but a slow and total submission. He would be mine. Forever.

'Watch and learn from the master...'

Jeice

I couldn't stand it. I turned my face away. How could I make myself do what he wanted? I had been the one to do it before. I had been the one to dominate. But I had never been this cruel. I had never even fathomed this depth of punishment. It had always been swift and brutal and controlling... Not... this. He was in control but he made it all too clear that I was the one dictating just how it went. I was the one who affected how he would respond.

I didn't want this. I didn't want to know that it was up to me. I would rather he did whatever he wanted instead of this. I raised my heavy arm to hover before my chest but made no move to touch him. Instead I pulled both my arms back and hugged them around myself. In a desperate attempt to buy some time I spoke again.

"What... what do you want?" But he had already told me what he wanted...

Zarbon

My smile faltered just a tiny bit. He was responding too slowly... and I was almost at the end of my patience. I reached out and took his injured wrist. He jerked and I looked at him warningly, threatening him to pull away yet again. I did not want to break him like this, so inelegantly, but I would not tolerate any defiance anymore. My other hand glowed pale as I gathered my ki, casually, not even showing it to him but I knew that he knew. That he sensed it. They always did. He looked at me and I could see the plea in his eyes.

I smiled - gently, angelic. Then I brought his hand to my crotch, pressing it close, letting him feel my already hardened state.

'Know what is there... know what will happen, know what I want from you…'

Jeice

I flinched when he caught my broken wrist and then I instinctually took in how his other hand stayed just out of my view. His eyes were hard and bored into me intently, despite the smile, as he guided my hand. I gave in. I gave in too fast. I was ashamed of myself for it but I did it anyway. I made my fingers glide over the mound that was already there, waiting. I was bringing this upon myself whether it was pain... and it *would* be pain - or if it was torture... And the shameful thought came that maybe it would not be so bad if... I did...

Zarbon

"Surely you can do better than this, Jeice..." Disappointment was clearly audible in my voice. I moved my glowing hand, showing it to him almost casually.

Jeice

I swallowed and made my decision as I saw that hand coming closer. To a certain point... I could take that.... even maybe like it... but his hand was glowing so brightly and I remembered all too well what it had felt like.

It felt… It was… I couldn't even describe it. It was terrifying and not wholly because of the pain. I could take the pain. I couldn't… take that… That was something else… Quickly I straightened from the wall and brought my other hand up as well, wincing at the strain in my elbow. I put my best effort into it with the threat of that glowing palm only a short distance away. Tentatively... When he gave a satisfied sound I hesitantly moved to further indulge, anything to please him and keep him from...

Zarbon

I closed my eyes and moaned slightly as he gave up his hesitance and worked harder and moved his fingers faster, despite the pain the movement must cause him in his broken wrist. The current pain he felt was by far overshadowed by the pain that he knew I was able to inflict upon him. He definitely knew how to touch me… despite his fear.

Such talented hands… I decided then that I would never break his hands. They were much too valuable...

"Mmmmh... good… very good, Jeice... very, very... goood..." I would have let him continue but there were more rewarding things to look forward to. I took his injured wrist again and instantly he let go and backed up, almost panicky, visibly afraid that he had somehow caused my displeasure. Such an obedient toy.

"It's okay, Jeice, don't worry... you were very good. Why, I never knew that you had such clever hands... now let me take care of this..." And I applied another patch to his poor broken wrist. This was really coming along very nicely. As soon as he was healed I had to do something similar again. I took out a pill from the med-kit and showed it to him.

"Do you know what this is, Jeice?" I smiled at him coyly. He was staring at his hands as if he wanted to chop them off.

Jeice

I moved my wrist showily, trying to decide if it was worth the price. Sadly, I actually felt that it was. It wasn't such a price. It wasn't... I kept telling myself that. I had begun to calm slightly, my mind separating a bit from what was happening. I looked over to the pill in his hands and dully shook my head.

Zarbon

I decided to press him a bit further.

"You are still in pain, aren't you?" To emphasize my statement I lightly pressed my uncharged hand to the tender spot where his broken ribs had been.

Jeice

I winced but did not try to stop him at all. He obviously wanted me to answer him.

"Yes… Yes I am… What is it?"

Zarbon

"It's a powerful painkiller. Wouldn't it be nice to not feel the pain so much?" His eyes lit up and then narrowed as he contemplated what the price would be for that. He was such a quick learner...

Jeice

I only had two choices. I knew that. I could either accept this and take the relief that it might bring or I could not and... disappoint him. It wasn't all that hard to choose. I felt like I could fall to my knees right here and just cease. But that would not happen. He would never allow it…

I hung my head and stared down at my feet. But my line of sight fell onto Zarbon and the effects of what I had done just a moment ago. If I did... maybe I could keep him from hurting me again if I used some of my learned talents. It took few seconds to steel my resolve and convince myself to…do this. I swallowed…

Then I reached out cautiously and slid my hands down his chest-armour and to his waist, trailing my fingers along the waistline of his pants.

"I've... been told I am very good..." I said quietly to see how he would respond. I didn't dare act out of turn but if he let me then I could possibly keep him busy....

Zarbon

I was outright delighted!

Who would have thought that the training would come along so well? I wouldn't have minded a bit of resistance - it was fun to break it - but he would try and resist soon enough. Of course I knew that he still hoped to escape somehow. That would be the truly best part. I smiled down at him fondly.

'My little pet. What a wonderful creature you are. How much fun I will have with you.'

"Why Jeice. Who would have thought that you are such a little..." I didn't finish the sentence. I knew that he knew just what the next word would have been... and it was not 'tease'.

"I take it that you want this painkiller?" It was obvious that he did. I didn't even have to ask him for this... he just offered it. I couldn't have phrased it better myself. So… he thought he could avert my attention? I would cherish the attempt…

I hid the pill in my fist and then looked at him expectantly.

"Since this was your idea, you may proceed as you wish… I am very curious about those skills of yours..." It was such fun to make it sound as if he offered it out of free will...

Jeice

Such a little... It made me want to snarl at him but damn him! He graciously accepted the gesture. But I had my reasons for doing this. In his haughty prideful manner I suddenly could have sworn I heard Frieza's voice. It sounded just like something he would say. Just how much time had he spent with the lizard? I held down my pride and pushed back the humiliation that I was subjecting myself to this out of my own free will and slid my hands carefully under the thin material of his green pants, displacing it and sliding it down away from his large arousal. Painfully I slipped down to my knees before him with a grunt and began to run my fingers 'lovingly' over his green skin. He was already so huge and I didn't think he was fully aroused yet. It made me wince again. I leant forward, closing my eyes and beginning to slide my tongue along the head of his shaft, thrusting away all conscious thought that would impede my usual abilities.

Zarbon

I threw my head back with a sharp hiss as he started to use that oh so talented mouth on me. Mmmmh... if I had known earlier what a prize I had secured myself... I let the ki in my hand dissipate but not extinguish and buried it in his wild shock of white hair, urging him on to take more of me. His hot mouth was like a scorching blessing. He had not lied about being pretty skilled.

"Mmh... Jeice, Jeice... you do surprise me yet again... aaah…" My voice was thick and lustful as I urged him on.

Jeice

I knew that he would like what I did. I stroked him fully to life and then took him further in, gliding my slick tongue around his thick length. He was so huge! I relaxed and took him in deeper, calming my mind and my muscles as I put all my concentration on what I was doing rather than why and to whom.

Quicker than I had thought I would be able to, I was taking him deeper, my throat muscles loosening and constricting around him until I could take all of him in at once. To my own chagrin I realized that I had caused myself a bit of a problem as well. I liked doing this. I held back a groan as the familiar movements and the spicy taste of him made me turn hard against my will. I had always liked this too well. I worked harder at it, hoping to take him further and maybe finish the job before he realized it.

Zarbon

I gazed down at his bobbing head, my grip in his hair tightening affectionately. He was really doing a wonderful job here and I groaned again, as shock after sinful shockwave ran through me. Such a beautiful little slut...

But I didn't want to finish like this though I knew that this was what he counted on. As if the experience from the last time hadn't taught him about my durability...

I allowed him to work himself up a bit more, noticing how his cheeks grew flushed and his breathing grew ragged. Oh! He was responding to this so well! This was almost too good to be true. I knew that there were some who got off on this, but to actually find myself a toy that did and liked pain too - that must have been a sign from the Great Lizard in the sky. Finally, almost regretfully, I tightened my grip and jerked his head back.

"Enough, my diligent little beauty. This will do. Come, get your reward..." I showed him the pill in my hand and then put it on my own tongue, waiting with parted lips, looking expectantly.

Jeice

I groaned as he pulled me away from him and then taunted me with what I had bought. I struggled to my feet again, his hand still fisted in my hair. My legs felt weak but I kept my balance. I had not been able to make him lose his self control and I was going to pay for it now. I was beyond caring at the moment. I had put myself is such a bad situation... and the pain shooting through my pelvis only heightened it. I leaned up without anymore hesitation and reached for his lips. I didn't care. I just wanted to get through this.

Zarbon

He actually went on tiptoes as he stretched to meet my lips, even despite the pain he must still feel in his mid-section. I took the pill a bit deeper, making him have to come for it. And I was rewarded yet again as I felt his own slick, hot tongue slide into my mouth, searching for the treat. I could taste myself in that delicious mouth. Mmmmh…

I used that chance, and captured the slippery appendage, sucking gently on it. It almost stole his breath and I felt him nearly collapse against me. His whole body pressed to my front.

Oh... what a tease! My cock throbbed at the friction, fully aroused after his ministrations. I finally let him have what he wanted and he took the pill and swallowed it with an audible gulp and slight difficulties. But he actually stayed pressed against me for a moment longer than absolutely necessary and I felt the testimony of how my scheme had affected him. This was all just too good!

"Do you feel better now, Jeice?" I asked him, smiling, cupping his chin with my hand again.

Jeice

I shuddered when he finally gave me what I wanted. After making me work for it. His hardness throbbed against my stomach, making me grown tense and all that tension came to a head when he sucked so hard on my tongue. It took my breath away and made it that much harder just to swallow once I gained what I sought. I pulled back, trying not to show him just out of breath I was. How did I feel? I felt like I had just sold my soul.

"...not really..." I said quietly before I could catch it.

Zarbon

Inwardly I shook my head. He was making it all too easy...

"No?" I feigned surprise.

"How can that be? Let's see here… we have patched up both of your arms, and those nasty broken ribs... and we did something against the pain. You are clean, warm and dry... so what could possibly be troubling you still?" I smiled a devilish smirk as I looked down his body as if investigating a mystery, only to come to rest at his hardened manhood that looked like it was actually throbbing.

"Ah... now THAT looks painful all right… how inconsiderate of me to forget that. I really should do something about it, shouldn't I, Jeice? Tell me..."

Jeice

Stiffening I took a tense step away from him. I groaned and looked away. I had no doubts just what he had in mind. I hadn't been able to sidetrack him at all. He planned to have his way again with me and I knew that the fact that I was in such an obvious state probably made him even more intent on it.

I didn't think I could take it again. He was going to use my own body against me. He had put me back together so that he could tear me apart again and there was nothing I could do. He was stronger and more experienced and he liked it… oh, how he liked it…

"...don't... not again..." My voice actually broke. It broke! But that fact didn't stand out as much as the horror and fear that took hold again.

Zarbon

"Oh? What is it, Jeice? Don't you want me to help you?" I tilted my head, making my face into an expression of surprise and then innocent questioning. I followed him as he retreated until he was firmly against the wall, unable to walk back another step. I ran my hands over his beautiful body, lovingly worshipping each firm muscle, caressing him with deft strokes. In his obvious, painfully aroused state, combined with that dreadful anticipation, this was sure to kill his last resistance slowly, leaving traces of fire on that wonderful ruby-red skin.

Jeice

He cornered me even as I retreated. Help me? He called it help? Then I shuddered as his cool hands began to caress my heated skin. He drew them over me carefully and lightly, making my muscles twitch and shiver. I wondered just how strong that medicine was that he gave me because already the pains in my body were beginning to fade but that left me too open to this new form of torture. I actually responded to him. He was being gentle again and I knew, I *dreaded* the moment when that gentleness would change but for now his fingers sparked against my skin and I had no defence. I had worked myself up while I gave such full attention to his straining member which was pressed against me now and no matter how much I could still feel the pain from earlier... no matter how strongly I remembered just how it felt to have him ramming into me, crushing me into the floor, twisting me however he wanted me to be... despite all that... I couldn't hold back a gasping moan and I waited for him to hurt me again and even in that fear there was some part of me that felt a horrible thrill. He liked it so much when I was in pain…

Zarbon

I could see the fear in his eyes. I had subtly tamed him but he still remembered what I had done to him before. No... this time would be different. And only in the end would he see what there was truly to fear. He had seen nothing yet...

"You are in agony. Jeice. I can help you. Come to me. Trust… me…" My hands slid down his body, teasing him, intentionally abandoning his straining arousal. Before this was over, he would beg me again... truly this time.

Jeice

I mewled as he made me more and more conscious of my body and the need that I had been left with ever since those two Saiyajin had their bloody little battle. My breath came in gasps even as I tried to calm down and remember what this would bring but I failed miserably. And the sudden vision of two tailed brawny monkeys going at it made me lose it and I bucked against him with a whimper. I had no control left. If he would just be gentle enough for me to find release then I was willing to take what he gave me. I needed it so much.

"...please..." I gasped out pleadingly, whether I was asking for release or mercy or for him to stop or all three I was not sure...

Zarbon

Ah... he was already so close. It was heart-wrenching to see him writhe and try to resist and yet lose in the end. I bent down and lightly seized his lips, kissing him. Then I trailed those kisses down over his jaw and throat, to his collar bone, sucking lightly at that flushed delicious skin.

"My dear dear Jeice... Tell me what you want... and I might give it to you..."

He still feared pain from me, but I had already decided that this time I would take another course. I loved it when he screamed and writhed in pain, but this time I would make him scream another way, would make him scream my name and then I would show him what he was to me...

Jeice

I sobbed and clutched at his shoulders when he asked me. My body felt as if it were stretched thin.

"...please...just..." I began to ask but I couldn't ask such a thing. He would never grant me... Then his hands slid over a particularly sensitive spot on my body and I did ask.

"...I need... please...I can't take this... Just don't hurt me so much...please...I won't...I won't..." My throat tightened as another groan cut off my admission.

Zarbon

"Oh Jeice... Jeice, Jeice, Jeice... mmmh... you are so beautiful like this, you know that?" I smiled against his skin. He was trembling badly and I considered torturing him further but I honestly thought that he could not take very much more. I worked down his chest, taking already slightly erect nipples in my mouth, sucking and then grazing my teeth, finally biting down. He jerked and gasped, eyes wide, as I repeated the same treatment on the second nipple.

"Ah... my fire born rebel..." My hand moved over his chest in tantalizing slow strokes, swirling in spirals downwards, until it finally touched the base of his throbbing need. I took mercy and wrapped my hand around it, sliding up and down very slowly.

Jeice

He didn't laugh at me like I had thought he would. He didn't rebuke me. He just kept on stroking and torturing me and then I gave a strangled cry as a lustful jolt ran through me at the sharp pinch of teeth on my chest. Anything as long as he continued this way. I didn't even have the presence of mind to wonder why he was doing this. I was just grateful. Then his cool hand circled my throbbing erection and I almost screamed. My fingers must have dug into his shoulders because every part of my body tensed at once and pain flared through me even as the pleasure did. I thrust into his hand desperately, feeling no shame.

"Aaah!!! Please..."

Zarbon

He arched into me, his eyes wide and pleading, his voice strained. He needed it and he needed it badly. I smiled at him gently.

"Now, now... control yourself Jeice..." I chuckled low. He was really too easy...

"Do you like this? Tell me. I want to hear you..." I slid my hand up and down two more times, almost painfully slow.

Jeice

Now he laughed and it made my face burn in a bright blush but there was little I could do. I had hit the bottom. I now sat at the darkest part of the pit where only those went who truly began to accept their fate. I hit the bottom and I looked up at my keeper who smiled down at me, drawing his smooth hand along in slow dragging strokes. I let my eyelids drop closed and embraced it. I embraced it for the sake of his continued good graces and pleasure.

'I take care of what is mine. '

"...yes...Zarbon... Please... I want it..." I said breathily and moaned out loud as another shiver racked me.

Zarbon

Oh... having him admit that almost made me come. But instead I smiled wickedly and quickened my pace a bit, sliding along that throbbing length. Meanwhile my other hand sneaked around his back and when he was sufficiently distracted I pushed a finger into his still tight opening. He had not been taken very often, and certainly not for a long time-span, not counting my earlier ride with him.

"That's good, Jeice... I will take care of you..." I purred into his ear, then proceeded to nibble his earlobe slightly.

Jeice

I let out everything, not holding back for him. I let him have just what he wanted, crying out as he sped up the pace. I arched in his hand, just searching for my end until I felt something invade me with a sharp pain. My moan turned sharp and I stared up at him but he continued as he had been, stretching my tight muscles at the same time. My groans grew more strained for a short while until my lust gained the better of me again when he did not stop.

When he whispered in my ear I slowly relaxed again. I was in his hands. I'd given over to him. There was nothing else, the threat and fear put an edge on my need and made me ache even more at the same time.

Zarbon

He was still pretty sore inside from the ride I had given him earlier and I'd be surprised if I hadn't done some damage there. He just didn't feel it so much with the painkiller heavy on his lust-clouded mind, but he would later.

He rocked against my hands, desperately searching for his release, his breaths and moans torn from him forcefully and coming in more and more quick succession. But before he was even remotely near the brink I suddenly ceased all attention and withdrew, earning myself a disappointed moan. I smirked and waved a finger at him.

"Mmmh... Jeice... you need more, don't you? Should I give it to you? You know what you have to do to get it… I can make you come... just say what I want to hear..." I taunted him.

Jeice

And then he was gone. I couldn't stop now. I could barely hold myself up. I reached down for my own need. It was a sorry action and I felt my cheeks darken even more despite the flush they already bore. He was going to make me beg... I knew he wouldn't be that easy on me.

Zarbon

I caught that traitorous hand quick as lightning, preventing him from touching himself. This was definitely NOT an option.

"Ah, ah, Jeice! Don't be a naughty boy and make me punish you. I've been very nice to you so far. Do you really want me to change that?" I emphasized my statement by creating a very light charge and pressing my palm to his hip, releasing it.

Jeice

I shrieked and my legs crumpled beneath me. He held me up by my arm as I slid down against the wall. The currents travelled through me up and down my nerve endings, making me feel as if I were on fire. And then that part of me kicked in, in my already intensely aroused state, and my eyes rolled to stare up, unfocused, at the green alien above me. In a haze I couldn't stop myself and the smallest smile tugged at my lips as the sick lust flared up following the dying currents and I moaned long and loud.

"Zarbooonn... I... I...like...that..." There...the admission was made. He already knew... but now I let myself open up to the feeling. I let myself embrace it. It was so wrong but I loved it. It was different from any other kind of pain that I had ever experienced.

Zarbon

This time he really actually managed to surprise me. I had planned everything so far and he had followed my lead admirably but I had not anticipated him to admit that out loud. And I could see that it was true, his length had, impossible as it seemed, hardened even more.

"You do, don't you?" I chuckled, pleased beyond all my hopes. Who would ever have thought that he would turn out so rewarding. The Great Lizard in the Sky was truly with me! The possibilities...

"Well... well... so what should I do... should I give it to you again? Do you want that? Hmmm…but why should I be so nice to you… Since you like everything I give to you so much, I maybe should abandon you, chain you to some wall and leave you in this state... you have not been not very compliant…"

To prove how serious I was I removed both my hands from him, letting him hold himself up by clinging to my body. I was very aroused myself by now. He was just such a work of art...

Jeice

I came back to myself as the euphoria began to subside and he let go.

"No! Zarbon..." I clutched at his armour. I needed this! I needed it! I was willing to beg now, that sick little demon inside was on his knees from the wonder of that feeling that was draining away from me.

"Please... I like it. Anything you want Zarbon. Just please..." I realized just what I was asking for. I was about to ask... My throat tightened for a moment.

Zarbon

So much desperation… I just could not believe how much he was affected. I shook my head at my own genius. But he still was not completely broken and I wanted him on the floor before me. I smirked at him, at the desperate plea in his eyes.

I charged my hand again and held it close for him to see.

"Is this what you want?" He nodded, tears shining in his eyes. So touching! I held the hand closer, letting it charge more.

"Then go ahead. Touch it." He would have to come and get it.

Jeice

I stared up at him as he pulled away but then he held his hand up before me and I shivered with loathing excitement at the thought of it.

But then it glowed more fiercely. He offered it to me. I swallowed, my mouth suddenly dry, and my eyes flickered from it to his smiling face and back. The draw was so strong suddenly. My insides twisted up tight and that little imp inside me begged urgently. Right there. But it glowed so bright. I could only take so much...but... Slowly I reached one shaking hand up and let it hover near.

He made no move to take it away but… eventually he would…

I suddenly inhaled and pressed my palm to his. The jolt seared through my arm and my entire body. It was worse than any other time I had felt it. It was excruciating and overwhelming and I was sure that I passed out from the sheer intensity. My sight suddenly flashed and I found myself in agony beyond words on the cold floor, my body wracked with spasms over which I had no control. It was horrifying and I did not even register that I was screaming until I choked on a mouthful of blood from my raw throat. Even as my body began to settle and stop bucking that little leering demon reared it's head and I nearly felt myself about to pass out from the aftertaste of ecstasy.

Zarbon

He licked his dry lips, that clever pink tongue darting out nervously, his gaze fixed on my glowing hand. And after the longest time, when I had already thought he would not do it he did. He touched my hand with his palm, of his free will... he brought it upon himself…

Oh... his screams were just a delectable as the first time. And this time he had truly done it to himself. He fell to the floor, writhing in agony and screaming and I could not believe how much that turned me on...

I wanted to take him, fuck him senseless, but there was still one last edge to surpass. He looked up after he had calmed himself, which took several minutes. I smiled down and then knelt beside him. He didn't seem to have the strength to get up anymore.

"Did you like that?" I could tell that he did in some perverted way by the fact that he was still hard. I had never yet had a toy that responded to my little special skill so very very well.

"You can have it again, if you like, but it won't be enough. You know what you need. Just say it… I could withhold this from you..." I charged my hand again, holding it just out of his reach, chuckling at his fearful and yet greedy eyes.

"…or I can give you everything you need…"

Jeice

It took some time for me to be able to find my voice again and it was hoarse and dry. I couldn't focus in the aftershocks. I almost felt as if I had orgasmed from the backlash. But as it left me I was even more aware of what he did to me, of what that technique did to me.

"Aannghh..." I tried to speak but only a non-sensical groan came out before I could quite form words. I didn't care anymore. He could have everything he wanted… as long as…

"Zarbon... please... take me. Fuck me! Make me scream. Please... I want it so much. I need it. I want that... Please... I'm yours...Do what you want with me! Make me yours." I sobbed at the end and my voice gave way. I would not be able to speak for a long time after this... if ever. I had no doubt. But I wanted it so badly. My whole body tingled with the agony of being on the brink for so long. I would do anything for it now. I was almost mindless.

Zarbon

'There... That wasn't so hard, was it?' I smiled down at him fondly, petting his thick shock of hair affectionately.

"Oh Jeice... my dear, dear Jeice... Make you mine? You still seem to be clueless… You are already mine, and so much more…!" I ran my hands over his trembling body, each finger carrying a small charge that made his skin convulse. He moaned in shock and stared at me wide-eyed.

"How could I not comply to such a request... my lovely lovely Jeice..." Strong fingers dug into his shoulders as I grinned ferociously, holding him right where I wanted him.

Mine! Now and for all times! He might have gotten over what I had done to him earlier. He might have told himself that it had been a rape, had been forced, that it didn't mean anything. But not after this, never after this. I cradled him to me and then my ki-charged hands started to work on his rock-hard member and I roughly pushed two fingers into him, enjoying how his body jerked and twitched under my ministrations. He was unable to speak anymore and when I build some charge and released it *inside* him he screamed and it was so delicious... My own arousal throbbed painfully by now at the display of that firm young body writhing before me... and I finally reached the end of my patience.

I let go of him then, turning him around almost forcefully and bending him over the low wall of the hygiene shower facility and with one exaggerated sigh of complete contentment I seated myself to the hilt into his body.

Jeice

I had never felt anything like this. I had never endured anything so mind-blowing. He gave me what I craved and my body tensed and convulsed under him. I scrabbled at the tiles and the slick floor but there was nothing to hold on to. Just him holding me down.

And then an explosion of that crippling, glorious electricity took me in the most sensitive part of my body and I screamed for all I was worth, a new trickle of blood running from my mouth.

And… suddenly there was another pain exploding through me… excruciating… but I didn't care. My hands pressed into the warm water below me to hold myself up and I screamed as I promised I would. His rock hard arousal was cold inside me but I was so on the edge and heated by the things he was doing to me that it merely heightened it all.

Zarbon

Ahh... what a screamer he was! I had known it all along but it was better every time to actually hear it. I paused, deep inside him, actually allowing him to try and accustom to me.

Ah... Such wonderful tight heat! He was even hotter than before, his body enveloping me, welcoming me as if it had been made only for me. And I did not doubt that it had been. I reached around him and circled a hand around his straining length, all the while creating those light charges that made him twitch and jerk and cry out.

"Mmmh... Jeice... you are still so tight... I hope you'll stay that way..." I moaned, before I started to slowly rotate my hips, loving the friction it caused.

Jeice

I thrust my hips back against him as he began to move, the friction was beginning to overwhelm me and still I was not there. He was right, I needed more. I gasped and keened high with the sensory overload in my body.

"...please...more..." The trickling heat of my blood was running down my thighs again but I didn't think about it. I only thought about the ecstasy he was causing and the pain from his engorged shaft inside me only fuelled it.

Zarbon

Ah yessss... I fucked him lazily, slowly, enjoying the tortured moans this drew from his mouth.

More? He wanted more? Oh… I would give him more... but before that it was time for the last revelation...

I tightened my grip around his cock, feeling it throb wildly beneath me. I squeezed, almost painfully, but only almost... just to fuel his perverted pleasure.

"You like that, don't you...?" I couldn't suppress a small moan myself as I slid in and out of him. It was such a beautiful feeling, having that scorching heat envelop me so completely...

"Know now, Jeice... you are mine. With body and soul you belong to me. You have been given to me and now you have given yourself. I own you, everything on and in you. I will give you whatever I think you need... my beautiful little pet. You will soon learn that there are new dimensions both to pleasure and to pain..." I could feel him stiffen beneath me as he finally understood the full meaning of my words.

"I've been gentle with you now, Jeice... and I might be again... but you'll never know what it will be next time..." And with that I charged my hand and released it into his body, loving the way he jerked and screamed. And then I pulled back almost completely, till I was nearly outside his body.

"My pet. My whore! MINE!" I growled fiercely and slammed back, branding him with each powerful thrust.

Jeice

I whimpered and cried out when he grasped me roughly but it only sent a shock through my system that caused me to jump just a little closer to my end. Then he spoke and his voice was hard and commanding.

'I've been given... and I gave myself.' There was no redemption. No end. I would never go back to what I was.

And, gods help me, right now in this ecstasy and in this pain...I was not sure that I wanted to.

He pulled back and I thought that he would stop again, deny me what I had begged and pleaded for. What I had truly given up my soul for. I started to sob at the cruelty of it but then he slammed in again and it turned to another scream, and another. And another.

"AAAAH! Yes!....." I screamed for him to give me whatever he would. Give me anything he wanted. I wanted him to do it. I was his. I admitted it. I screamed his name and my need as my strength left me but he pressed and I soared up, shrieking my pleasure until he finally granted me release. And then he still didn't stop and I liked it.

Zarbon

He came for me then, forcefully, spilling his hot essence over my hands, crying and screaming in relief because the tension that had been held for so long was finally taken from him. I smiled cruelly at his shriek of pleasure. I wasn't done with him yet. I fucked him further, thrusting hard and I made sure to skilfully hit that little bundle of nerves each and every time. My hand was working furiously on his now partially limp member and the other send a large jolt of ki through his body, serving his love for the pain.

"You will come when I want you to, as often as I want you to and you will be fucked until I think you are done." I stated firmly. My hips were shoving forward, pushing him into the ground. Not as brutally as the last time, but still hard enough to cause severe pain. He orgasmed a second time, quickly, stiffening in soundless ecstasy and agony, and still I did not stop. He was on the brink of passing out from exhaustion.

"Whom do you belong to? What are you, Jeice? Tell me! Tell me now!!" I growled, making him scream with more Ki-charges and harder thrusts.

Jeice

I was at his mercy and he forced me back up again. I could do nothing but what he wanted. My mouth was dripping with blood by now and yet he still strung those hoarse screams from me. His ki was rushing through me as if it were the life in my veins and the burst of pleasure that came every time he pounded into me contrasted with the hard tiles and the struggle to drag air down my bloody throat and into my lungs. I shuddered and felt release yet again and I could not go on. It was all I could do to respond to his demands. To grate out an answer before he pressed me even harder.

"I belong to you! Zarbon! Yours!! Always!" I could barely hear my own rasping words around my shrieks but he did.

Zarbon

"Yes! Never forget it! You are mine, Jeice! Forever!" I could feel my own climax approach and slammed into him harder than ever, his bloody screams fuelling my lust hundredfold.

"Never... never... ever... forget... that!!" Each word was accentuated by a sharp thrust.

"Now… come for me, my beautiful whore!" And he did. And as he clamped down around me for a third and final time I too came, roaring and exploding into him, filling him completely, my thick cream mingling with his blood.

Jeice

I couldn't ignore his order. I was still so strung on his every move and his ki that I followed his command one last time and I felt him finally loose himself inside me as I cried out for the last time before collapsing. I laid there, my body limp and used and sated. I groaned quietly as he panted and still sat within me. Finally I found air again though I could not move. With closed eyes I gasped.

"...yes..." I was defeated and lost and I did not care. I would do it again if I could and that last thought was a shame that I couldn't throw off and couldn't deny.

Zarbon

I didn't care that I laid heavily on him when I crashed down after my release. He truly was the best fuck I had had in years… since Vegeta.

Leisurely I buried my hand in his luxurious shock of hair, stroking him softly. Mine... truly mine. I had never been able to break Vegeta like this. I had damn nearly torn him apart, but he had never conceded.

Jeice... despite that I cherished this trait of Vegeta, Jeice's submissiveness held a reward on it's own. He was fallen now, fallen for me, he was forged in invisible chains and bound to me and I held the absolute power over him. He would struggle again in the future, he would forget how painful it was, it lay in his nature. My little rebel. But he would always submit to me in the end. He would shiver and beg and hope that this was one of the occasions when I would be gentle with him and would grant him release. He would be aware of my every mood. Yes. I had said that I intended to keep him for a long while, and since my race lived very long…

Jeice

As I lay there the weight of what I had given in to settled onto me, heavier than the body on top of me could ever be. I had given up my soul. I would never be the same again. Why? Why did this have to happen? I was always alone before. I always had to stand by myself. And now I never would again. Now that it was over I was in just as much pure pain as before only now that little part inside me was silent, leaving me to feel the misery. I was broken. More than anyone I had ever done this to… and I had liked it… The weight lifted off of me after what seemed like such a long time and I whimpered, drawing my body as close to a ball as I could. Tears leaked from my eyes and a raspy, bloody sob cracked from my throat and shook me. I struggled to my knees and another mournful cry broke free. Before I even knew I had displeased him my head snapped back and my whole body flipped with the sharp blow. I scrabbled dizzily and found myself in the warm water in the corner of the shower facility, my face stinging. All he said was "Don't pout. It'll ruin that pretty face of yours. We wouldn't want that." I shivered and pressed against the wall silently, my voice was gone. I quickly wiped my cheeks dry.

'No. Of course not.'

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