Thread: A work in progress (KingSandy and DivineGlaGlenn)

He had spirit. They always did. It was both a pleasure to watch and most annoying at the same time. Syla's head turned to the side when watching curiously his behavior. Name calling would get him no where, especially with her, though, he was right, she was blonde and could be classified as a Bitch too. His little coo, could it be called that, went looked upon by those in the room. Eyes settled on both Jack and Syla, by those men, trying to Figure out whether they should string the boy up or allow their Mistress to do as she pleased. The latter prompted them to remain where they were. Staring. No right to keep you here? Syla smiled. Her glossy lips turned up in a grin but it was still laced with acid. The very same malice which caused the young man to speak so Flippantly. She let out a laugh. Oh my dear boy, you really are in a world gone dellusional and you will tell me your name. As she turned, more human DNA came upon her dress, at once, the man whom handed her the whip was down on his knees ripping a cloth From his pocket to cleanse the dirtiness, he shot Jack a look about to side slap him when his Mistress simply let out a laugh pacing around him to invade him with the prod attached whip. Inspecting. Still, after she was done, the boy was defiant. Syla came around Jack's Front to touch his cock and balls, as he spat at her again, she removed her hand down there to clutch his Face digging her nails into that Flesh. Her slipper parted his legs then kneed him up while those men pried him to stand. Names will only make it worse. She warned him as her hand reached back to slap him. Twice. For your defiance, allow me to show you what the result will be. Syla stepped away. She walked back to the chair she had been sitting in previous, pressing her hand underneath the dress as she sat down crossing her legs. She signaled the men to bring him Forward. I will discover your name. She sounded victorious. Jack was made to kneel near her, the woman's leg raised draping over his shoulder. She pushed a Firm hand down to the other hearing the door open. In came two individuals, naked, and chained much like the rebel one. Two people of the village. A sunrise-haired boy and girl, the boy being around Jack's age, the girl, a bit younger. They were not clothed either. Recognition to Jack came in their eyes. Jack! Roderick called out. He was thrust to the ground rather roughly, his sister Zel, had been made to stand, separated away. Jack... Syla smiled. I told you I would discover your name. Do they mean something to you? Friends I am willing to bet, cattle to me. Now how many times did you spit on me? Three. You have a vile tongue. Three. Syla called out to the men. Roderick came pushed down on his knees. He was Forced down, ass in the air, teeth gritted. A whip slashed against his back three times leaving huge red welts, Zel cried out in the background. She didn't understand this. None did. Now your actions, Syla explained to Jack. Will be consequences to him. Should you rebel, it is he who will suffer or you depending on what you do. She waved her hand. Bring that girl here. Zel was shoved ahead, her light blue eyes looked down at her brother, she was soon brought to kneel near Jack, their bodies within inches to one another. The time? Syla asked someone. Nearly dusk. Travel will be better during the night. We can move within the shadows. Finish destroying what remains to the village. Splendid. Syla removed her leg From Jack's shoulder. I am in need to some sexual activity. Dear Jack, I want you to take this girl, I want to see all that you can do or will you rebel against me once more?