Thread: Love After a Time of Hate (Closed for Kiari03)

Klaus was surprised at how good everything smelled. Of course he made no mention of it, in fact it made him even angrier to find that the meat was well cooked, the vegetables not over or under cooked, and the potatoes were the perfect consistency. She had even cleaned up after herself. The Commander would like all of this, and for some sick reason Klaus wanted to see the girl hurt. The awesome raw power that Commander Emil displayed when he was angry was what had first pulled Klaus to his services like a magnet, or a moth to the flame. Power was something Klaus desired about all else, and it showed in his eyes he had no power over Ester at that moment, since she had done everything right and just as his mind was about conjure up some excuse Emil walked in. This smells good. Klaus put her in her place, Emil had a brusque way of speaking that some would assume was simple dismissal, but it was in fact quite poignant because of how lightly he treated everything. Including death. There had been many times where he had simply shot a prisoner and made no bones about it, and there was even rumor that he had shot his own men for not doing their job. He waited by the head of the table as Klaus smirked his way over to Ester's side. He led her to the head of the table as well, and pushed down from the top of her head until she was kneeling. Go beneath, He said as he removed the chains from throat and clipped them to the sides of the table. There was a cushion for her knees since her hands were kept up in the air. Klaus stood back and let Emil set down as he went to fetch the food from the counter. As Emil sat down Ester would realize immediately what was going to occur. It was quite easy for her head to again reach his crotch, and she would be in perfect position for him to feed any scraps to, or kick if she had done something wrong. As it was, he did nothing as he began to eat and left her hanging there in that difficult position. Three-quarters of the way through his meal however he sat back and reached down to unzip his fly, once again the head of his cock was glistening with pre-cum and the entire thing was erect and bobbing in the air. His voice floated lazily underneath the table, You know what to do. I know you do. As she began to suck she had to ear the sound of Max's claws on the tile floor, then the sound of him eating scraps that Emil was tossing from his plate and Klaus was adding to. She was beneath this animal on the food chain, far beneath it, but at least Max left her well enough alone in her very precarious position. It did not take long before Emil deposited his load in her mouth. He could tell she had sucked it all down and with a satisfied grunt he stood up and replaced his cock in his pants. Klaus will finish giving you your meal, He stated before calling Max and leaving. It wasn't more then five seconds later that Klaus's face appeared in front of Esters with a sick smile upon it. He grabbed her hair and pulled her out from underneath the solid oak, then flipped her onto the table that he had cleared. She was lying on her stomach, and her chains were still trapped beneath the table. Klaus took her feet, and using his belt, secured her ankles to the opposite end of the table, then he once again came to the head. His fly was open, and his cock was out, hard, and red. He yanked on her hair, bending her head back, then his other hand pried her jaw open and held it open as he placed the head of cock against her mouth and pushed. The angle was perfect and he shot straight down into her throat. Without wasting a second he began thrusting firmly in and out, in and out, fucking her tight little throat without any thought for her face or need to breathe.