Thread: Dominion Over Her (BennyQ x Sketchyequine)

It was cold. It was so horribly cold. Her half naked body was shuddering and her teeth chattered as she laid on the freezing stone surface. At first she had decided she would rather die than be anywhere near her captor, but her opinion quickly changed. As he had violated her, she could feel the heat radiating from him. As much as she hated what he had done to her, she wanted that heat back. After all, it was nothing but survival, right? Wrong. She had to remember that her pride and reputation came first. She was a princess. She had to keep her head high even as her teeth chattered and her lips turned blue. Princess Nabeshin was strong. But the moment he approached her again, she felt a surge of unwanted relief. She had ignored his grumbles to shut up and all his silent threats, but the moment he touched her with his large hand and helped her into her suit, she actually sighed with relief. Wiggling her arms into the sleeves of her flight suit, Solstice could help but feel her body relax further into the tattered fabric of her flight suit. It was the best wearing clothes had ever felt. She didn't fight him as he dragged her, although it seemed foolish for him to do so when she could just as easily walk. Maybe he got some sort of satisfaction out of treating her like a rag doll. A rag doll who he had almost made orgasm all over his fingers. Either way, she felt better in his flight suit, and she could feel the heat radiating from him from the close proximity. It was a relief, but only temporarily. The temperature kept dropping, and soon her body began to shiver once more, but she still didn't ask for his help. Yet even consumed in her own pride she was glad when he grabbed her again. When she faced him, she buried her face into his neck, but did not kiss him. Even without inherently kissing him, the movement was affectionate in nature nonetheless. His neck was warm and soft, and it felt nice to bury her cold nose into it as much as possible while still allowing herself the ability to breath. For once, it seemed to be advantageous for her to be damn near a foot shorter than him. Please don't let me go. Without him in this moment, she would have frozen to death that night. She tried to ignore the pressure of his hips on hers. She could feel the bulge still of his now flaccid genitalia. It was soft now, yes, but she remembered not long ago when it was not and she had feared he would fuck her like some slave of the pilot's. She had herd rumors of women in the dominion who had been choosing to fulfill a role of doing nothing but pleasuring the soldiers. Was that to be her fate? She wasn't going to go down like a scared little puppy. She refused to be a sex slave for men and women like Kordavo. She was far better than that. So, in retaliation for him grabbing her rear, she laid one of her sore hands over his and gave it a squeeze. Offering him no pleasantries about the matter. He did not deserve the attention. Solstice was a bold woman. She would not just sit there and take harassment without dishing it right back out. As she lay there just like that, Solstice felt her eyes get heavy. It had been a very difficult day for the both of them. Kordavo had sustained many an injury and Solstices pride had been targeted, but she had still managed not to break. The both of them deserved sleep. In her dreams, Solstice was able to be far away from there. She was back home with her father and siblings. Her biggest dilemma was that she wasn't sure what horse she wanted to exercise that day or what ship she wanted to take out for target practice. In this land made up in her mind, there was no Kordavo and there was no danger. Frandia had already won the war and torched the entire fucking dominion government. She was a free woman, unlike how she currently was in the real world. Her dream was short lived, however, as she began to wake to the sounds of ominous clicks and chatters. There was nothing that made a sound like that that was good news. Kordavo had already rolled away from her to investigate, but Solstice already knew what that sound was. She used to come here with her eldest brother, the original heir to the throne, and they would use their ships weapons to shoot these things out of cavern walls and in the canyons. The sport itself was the reason her eldest sibling was now six feet under. He had gone one by himself once and his ship had crashed as he tried to fly through too-narrow a passageway. His deceased body was then nibbled on by the beasts. What were they? Arachnids. Arachnids so large that her and Kordavo could easily be a meal if they weren't careful. With hands much stronger than they had been the night before, Solstice rolled Kordavo onto his back and she climbed atop his body, almost as if she were shielding him. Why she was protecting him instead of hurling him over the cliff? Who knew, but her experience with these things told her not to let him take charge this time. He would likely get them both killed. Gently, she pushed his blaster away, shaking her head. It was too noisy and chances were he would just piss it off if he tried to shoot rather than kill the thing. The goal here would be not attracting two or three more of these things to them. As her body hovered above the man she pressed her fingers to her lips to signal him to be quiet. Solstice did not pin the man or make any move to hurt him, she merely stayed atop. Her battle now was not with him. Solstice then pulled her third, and last, knife from her belt. One of the three knives was still in Kordavos possession and the other he had, idiotically, thrown down the canyon the night before in a fit of rage. This meant Solstice only had one weapon, and if she dropped it it would be gone for good. She lifted up, peeking at the creature, and thanked her lucky stars that it wasn't facing her head on or waiting much closer than she had anticipated. The black exoskeleton gleamed in the daylight, but she could see the animal testing the air, attempting to locate the prey he had detected. The beast knew they were here, but had not exactly pinpointed them. She would have to act fast if she wanted to do this before it killed them. She looked back to Kordavo, ducking out of sight of the beast. Looking down into his green eyes she could see once more just how handsome he was. It would be a shame for someone besides her to make a meal out of him. She wanted him dead, yes, but not like this. So, she leaned down and kissed him before crawling away toward the beast. Why did she kiss him? Well. If this scorpion was going to kill her she at least wanted the last kiss she had to be one that was on her terms rather than Kordavo's. A woman with a fire in her like Solstice had would always be a force to reckon with, and she took great pleasure in that idea as she crawled away from Kordavo and towards the critter. The woman took a deep breath and gathered her thoughts. She could very easily be killed in a few moments, and she had to come to terms with it. Then, in a burst of energy, she launched herself at the animal and latched onto the back side of its tail. In a rage, the animal whirled around to try and attack, but Solstice just held on tightly. From back here, it could not get her with its stinger, and she was relatively safe so long as she could hold on. That, however, would not be an easy task. At 120 pounds, Solstice was much weaker than the animal. She did, however, have enough strength to climb up the tail to the base of the stinger, carefully she gripped somewhere she knew he could not sting her and got to work sawing at the narrow joint between its stinger and tail. As she worked the animal flailed and whipped its tail around trying to dislodge the woman. It was so frantic to get her off that he didn't even see Kordavo. Lucky man. Solstice kept sawing, the animals blood spilling over her hands and arms as she worked. But soon, it detached and fell down the canyon to the valley below. The stub that remained squirting blood as it continued flailing. The liquid gore made it all the harder for Solstice to hold on to the tail, and she slipped. The animal then flung her hard into the bowl she had once come from- her back slamming into the stone. Her knife flew away from her, but thankfully landed in the bowl as well. It was not lost below. The animal howled and spun, disoriented for a moment before it regained its senses. Solstice had relieved it of its poisonous stinger, but its pinchers and jaws remained. And now it was looking straight at Kordavo.