Nothing But A Ragdoll

Chimera · 07-05-2021, 09:14 AM

He'd told her not to scream, but that wasn't what he wanted at all. He wanted to hear the woman beneath him as he ruined her. Wanted an audible record of everything that was being done to her. He wanted to hear how weak and fragile she was as he ravaged her small body. This was what he wanted and Aliana delivered. Her small body writhed beneath him. She panted. She screamed. She gave him exactly what he needed at that very moment.

Afterwards when they lay there together, Chimera didn't think of the abuse that he'd just put her through. Instead, he thought about how much of a good slave she was. The grey and white fae had accepted his admonishment about the oils gracefully and had moved on past it without complaint. She'd taken the brunt of his anger and lust without complaint as well. That was what had earned her the tender cleansing of the wound that he'd inflicted. She had taken it all and she hadn't complained.

Aliana uttered his name and his title to her and Chimera's black and white ears tilted backwards. "Call me Sir." It was one of the few things about Dalila that he had liked. She always called him Sir rather than Master. "There are some who are faint of heart when it comes to slavery. Being rough with a woman is one thing, but being rough with a slave is entirely different," he offered in his low purr. He had to keep up appearances in Ashen as he'd promised. That was part of the reason that he had his own island.

As his tongue lazily pulled over the wounds in the woman's neck and shoulder, Chi was a little surprised when she bared her throat to him. He liked it quite a bit. She was more clever than he'd initially given her credit for. If she continued doing things like this, he wouldn't want to break her too much. As long as she was both subservient and interesting, he would keep her mostly whole.

Again and again Chi's tongue drifted over the wounds until he was satisfied that most of the blood was gone. He could have Siren or her slave see to the woman when they returned. For now... the brute's tongue continued past the wounds. He worked up the length of her throat to her cheek, her chin. Eventually, and much to his own surprise, he claimed the woman's lips with his own, a deep rumble of satisfaction reverberating from the beast. He hadn't been expecting to do that, but why shouldn't he? Every square inch of the woman belonged to him. He could do with her as he wished. Right now, he wished to taste his new property.

"Chimera Quill Klein"

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