Thread: Dominion Over Her (BennyQ x Sketchyequine)

This experimentation was likely to end in her being nothing more than a mangled corpse. Solstice could already see in Kordavos eyes that he was far from finished. In fact, she could see that he was enjoying it. The sick fuck loved seeing her wail and cry as he tortured her, it was written all over his face, particularly in the way his eyes sparkled as he went on to dislocate and relocate each of the fingers on her left hand just as he had done her right, causing it to appear as a gnarled bulb of tree roots more than it looked like a hand. Like her hand. When he kissed her flesh again she drew in a sharp breath of fear, honestly wondering if such a cruel man might go so far as to tear into her with his teeth. When he didn't, she just looked at him through glistening eyes, her agony dulling only briefly before he forced all of her joints back into place. She screamed every time he did it. There was no relief for even when they were back into place they ached. Why was he doing this to her?! Solstice then remembered what her father used to say to her. Your enemies will do anything in their power to hurt you, sweet girl. It is your job to ensure they do not. No matter what it is that is done, always smile and tell them exactly what it is that will injure their ego the most. Solstice lay there in a trance then. It seemed like forever, when in fact it was only a few seconds long. However long it was, it gave Solstice enough time to wonder what it was, exactly, that would make his skin crawl. She needed to push his buttons and torment him as much as possible. Otherwise this would all be a game that she had chickened out of playing. The princess of Frandia could not be that weak. She needed more strength, so she would have to dig deep to find it. When Kordavo yanked on her hair to reposition her, she let out a yelp, but her body moved limply. That much agony inflicted onto one woman had made her feel weak and exhausted. She would need time to recover, but knew it would not be given. It was going to take all of her strength just to avoid being complacent. Solstice pressed her pale cheek into the cool stone and just waited for what was in store for her next. God it was getting colder. Her flightsuit was insulated just like they all were, but the 20 shots he had hit her with previously left thin spots of fabric where the wind rushed through and placed ice cold kisses on her torso. She had very little fat on her trunk to insulate her, the cold just bit right through. She only seemed to be warm where he was touching her. She winced. She knew what that meant. The only way she would be warm tonight would be up against him. She let out a small cough as he pulled on her color, choking her only slightly. Stop. She ordered, but it seemed to land on deaf ears. He did not stop. He pushed forward, pulling the zipped tab open down her bony spine. She took deep breaths as he undressed her, yet she couldn't bring herself to fight after what he hand done to her hands. First he had stabbed straight through her palm, and then he had dislocated each of her dainty fingers individually and painfully reset them. Under the flight suit? A pilots undergarments were simple. Her bra was plain black cotton keeping her breasts compressed and out of the way. When he kissed her, Solstice let out a whimper and looked at him over her shoulder. She had always learned that looking into the eyes of an aggressor might stop him from hurting you. She had a feeling, however, none of those rules applied to Kordavo. He had an iron heart. When he exposed her hindquarters she squirmed, obviously uncomfortable. A matching black cotton thong hugged her hips and concealed her unmentionables. I am never going to do as you say. She spoke in response to his demands of her silence. Her face went pale as soon as he spoke of what he was going to do to her. No. No. No! She cried out, trying to crawl away, but her body trembled in weakness and she could not grip anything with her stiff, weak hands. He had her pinned. When he made his first slice to yelled, more in anger than in pain. In reality the carving of her butt did not hurt nearly as bad as what he had done hmti her hands, but the humiliation was unbearable. Solstice was a princess. She belonged to no man and she had her pinned down, half naked, and he was branding her with his name. Despicable. she was as angry at herself as she was him. She should have never been in this situation. She should have killed him at her first opportunity. She would be better off now if she had. Each time he brought the knife to her again, Solstice screamed, her voice echoing off of the walls of the gorge. If anyone could hear her, they would know how much sheer agony the nobleman was causing her. I will never be yours, Kordavo Chenoweth. You are a vile human being, and I'll take great pleasure in relieving the universe from the likes of you. She stared forward, swishing she could see his green eyes. She wanted to rip them out of their sockets. Her body was covered in bruises and her blood spilling onto the stone beneath as her bare, bloodied loins laid on the cold stone. That mark on her ass would surely scar if it was not treated soon with biofoam. She would forever bare the mark of this night. How on earth would she ever explain the mark to a future lover? What if no one ever wanted to touch her again as she bared the scar? You've marked me, but never forget that a marked you first. She whispered to him, her weak hands coming up to latch onto his arm as he choked her. She was tolerating him up until the moment he grabbed her breast. That move was unacceptable. Didn't your mother ever teach you how to treat a fucking woman?! She screamed at him, fury boiling deep in her veins. Her nails clawed at his forearm with all of the strength her hands could muster, but it hardly left a welt. Rot in hell, you dirty bastard! She thrashed her body then, doing everything she could to escape his hold, but she was tired, cold, and small. She could not overpower him. She also know that he was getting off on this. She had seen the bulge of his engorged manhood, and as she wiggles she brushed against it several times with her lean body. I'll be damned if you ever touch me like that again. She practically growled the words to him before she made a quick, sharp move, sinking her teeth hard into his arm.