Thread: Sword & Shield

Keara didnt say anything as Tierian struggled beneath her. He was cursing and thrashing about but her only focus was to make sure that the paper didnt slip and that the ink had enough time to seep into his skin. After what felt like an eternity the sizzling sound seemed to fade away and the ink had all but disappeared from the paper. Pressing it into his skin once more just for good measure she gingerly peeled it away before placing it lightly on top of the table next to him. The sight in front of her could have easily turned someone with a weak stomach but she had seen many things in battle so it didnt hinder her one bit. What had once been smooth flesh was now red and bloody. Her crest could easily be seen in the outline of the burns as the skin around it peeled away and boiled. No doubt this would take a while to heal and would be very uncomfortable for him as she new skin grew back to replace the old one that had been singed off. The smell of burning flesh was still present in the tent as she gently ran her hand over his back, tracing the outline of his crest. He wouldnt be sleeping on his back any time soon and probably even the lightest of cotton would send jolts of pain through him. Already she could see the effects it had on him as his struggles had all but died out and he lay on the table with his eyes closed shut. His skin that had seemed vibrant before now held an almost deathly pallor as his body tried to recover from the blood loss. It seemed like the arrogant prince had actually shut his mouth for once. Keara let go of his neck and stepped away to examine the work. She wasnt worried about him fighting back now since it seemed like most of the energy had been zapped away from him. Yes, his back had taken the crest beautifully but she would need to clean up a bit to make sure that the rest of the flesh didnt mar the symbol. Walking over to the boiling pot of water she picked up a rag from the side and dipped it into the scalding liquid. Gently she squeezed out the excess, making sure not the burn her hands in the process, before walking back over to where he was. No doubt the hot water would feel like hell on his raw flesh but it would help kill whatever bacteria was left and make sure the burns healed faster without getting infected. Placing one arm on his shoulder to make sure he stayed down she brought the rag to his back before she started cleaning off the dead skin and remaining acid. Her movements were gentler then before as she worked diligently to make sure that the crest remained in tact. Taking a deep breath she blew gently on where she had just run the rag cooling the skin down a bit. Whats wrong your highness? Cat got your tongue? There was a smirk on her face as she continued to run the hot rag over him as she peered at his face. Admittedly, she was probably being more cruel then necessary but she didnt have a problem with it. This man was the enemy of her kingdom and had killed who knows how many of her own men in battle. Not only had he also refused to show her the proper respect in her own camp but also he himself had threatened to rape her. No, she owed him no kindness and would take the utmost pleasure in his pain and humiliation. No matter what he would learn his place. Finally happy with her work she tossed the rag back over to the pot before reaching down and helping him stand up straight so she could see what it looked like when he was upright. The crest burned eerily on his broken flesh and brought a smile to her face when she saw it. His wrists were chaffed red from his struggles earlier and there was also another change that she happened to noticed when he stood up. Apparently something in this process had managed to arouse him considering she could now see his hard dick. Keara let out a twisted laugh as she walked behind him so only a few inches separated her from his back while right hand hung lazily on his hip. Dear gods, you really are a sick bastard arent you? Her tone was malevolent at best as her hand started rubbing small circles on his hip. Tell me your highness, do you actually get off on getting hurt? Did you get on my nerves all those times just so Id hit you and youd get some perverse pleasure from it? There had been nothing pleasant about this experience on his end so she did have to wonder just what was it that made him hard.