Thread: Dominion Over Her (BennyQ x Sketchyequine)

She was too short to run as fast as he was pushing her without her arms to help maintain her balance. It seemed as though his stride was twice as long as hers, and every piece for forest debris in her path threatened to trip her up. If she fell in front of him like this, they were both lunch. That's why it was a relief when she found herself being hoisted up onto his shoulder. They had a better chance of survival if they were able to go foreword at his max speed. She shifted herself slightly so that her cheek could rest on his back and she could watch behind them. The woman used her muscle strength to hold her body in tight against the man for she knew carrying a limp noodle would only slow him down more that it already had to pick up her weight. They're definitely close. She called out to him, flinching as one hurled itself toward them, jaws snapping shut just inches away from her pretty face. When she felt him start to descend, she thought that surely they were about to be goners. It was only when he switched her position so as to not sand her face off that she realized what was happening. A quick glance up showed that the beasts were not following them. Solstice then pressed her face into his neck until the descent ended. The bowl offered almost a nest for the pair. At least it would be if they were brooding with one another. The sheer hatred Solstice felt made it seem like more of a prison cell. Yet, she was only there a few moments before her capture grabbed onto her bruised breast and pushed her off. Inappropriate. She thought, huffing aloud. Once he plopped back down next to her she kicked at him hard. Her heel dug into his meaty thigh with a fury. That's for manhandling me, you asshole. She grumbled at him before flexing her abdomen and sitting up on her haunches to look around. Solstice ignored his question for a time, doing her best to get her bearings. This could really only be one place based on where it was and what it looked like, but to spite him, she refused to give him any information. Instead, she lied. Do I look like a fucking gatherer to you? In case you didn't know, I'm a fighter pilot just like you. I don't know where the fuck we are. She tugged at her binds further and winced. She had been pulling at these cords so much that a few trails of blood began to drop down into her palms. If he kept her tied like this for too long, she could easily cut herself down to bone and potentially use the function of her hands if she did not receive medical attention soon enough. She just couldn't bring herself to stop fighting. She had always been a hell of a fighter. That's when she saw the blades within her reach. Its not stealing if you take back something that already belonged to you. She thought to herself. She couldn't reach the third blade that still resided on her belt, but she could reach the two he had stolen from her, and she had every intention to do just that. With a huff, she laid back down next to him as if faking frustration. Only this one, she laid so close to him that she nudged up against him as she went down. By touching him, she was able to distract him while she quickly grabbed the knife away, holding it in both hands. Stay the hell away from me. She scoffed at him, almost as if it was his fault they had touched again. She then scooted away from him while still flat on her back with the knife in hand. Solstice knew these blades well. The metal that make them up was then times stronger than that that made up the cords that secured their wrists together. If she sawed at the cord for just a few minutes, she knew she would be able to cut free. She laid quietly on her back down, breathing hard and letting her eyes fall closed. An act like this could easily make him believe that she was just catching up after being exhausted by the fight and sprint. In reality, her breath shook and wavered because she knew him finding out what she was doing could mean her death. He could stab her of push it off, and she would likely not survive. A broken leg or arm would render her helpless, and would ultimately kill her. Even if there was a rescue party out looking for her, they wouldn't find her down here so far from her ship. Her only chance was to get out of this hole and light off her flare. Her men would see it and know based on the distinguished color that it was someone from the fraundian party. That's when she heard the snap and a smile broke out on her face. She had gotten through the cord and it instantly loosened around her sore wrists. She slowly wriggled out of the binds as inconspicuously as possible, then in a swift movement she flung the cords over the edge of the bowl in which they were nestled in. She was not going to give him an opportunity to tie her back up with those. She then grinned the blade tightly and scrambled on top of her enemy, pinning his arms down with her knees and pressing the blade to his neck again. You should keep a better eye on your hostages. If I weren't so nice, I'd have killed you. Now. Tell me your name or I'll leave you another scar to remember be by right next to the first. Solstice needed to know if this was a man well known to the Fraundian government or he was just a dominion commoner who would be of no use to her once she was rescued from the planet. I know you're low on biofoam. Don't give me a reason to make you use more. She threatened, raising her chiseled eyebrows in a challenge to the man. She would definitely cut him again. She would even hurt him badly if she needed to, but she would not kill him. He was just as much her body guard now as he was her enemy. Which reminded her Also, using me as a shield against dogs is a major cunt move. You realize that, right?