Thread: Dominion Over Her (BennyQ x Sketchyequine)

Fuck you. She mumbled as he lifted her off of her feat, wrenching him away from his target. Solstice tried to get another slash in on him, but failed as she was airbound once again. He must have really gotten off of throwing her around like a rag doll. All jokes aside, she had felt the slight swelling in his trousers as she threatened this manhood. The man had actually been aroused, even if only briefly, by what she had done to him. Perhaps that was why he hadn't killed her yet. It was a realization that the princess wasn't particularly fond of, and she made it just before she hit the ground with a thud. The woman winced, her body ached from the beating she had already taken. Little did she know, however, it was about to just get much worse. When he planted himself on her chest Solstice felt the air rush out of her lungs- the weight instantly making it difficult for her to breathe. However, as soon as he threatened to break her arm she bit down hard on her lip. Dont drop it. Don't drop it. Don't drop it. Dropping her knife would leave her defenseless against him. With him being this much bigger than her, she was toast without her blades. Well she would be if he actually wanted to kill her. It didn't take long for him to force her into dropping it, but the amount of time she managed to hold onto it was quite impressive for a small woman. She had no time to recover before he plunged her original blade through the entirety of her hand, sliding between her bones until it stuck into the forest floor. She screamed then, for the first time since he had found her. It was impossible to sustain an injury like that and not make a peep. He was right. That would hold her. She couldn't bring herself to move that hand even slightly. In reality, he wouldn't have even needed to pin her with his knee. Once he had her other wrist, she knew she was trapped. This was shameful. A princess and an ace pilot should not be trapped like this. She stared up at him with her blue eyes being cold as ice, yet tears still streamed from them. Was she crying because of the pain? Maybe, but there was also a strong possibility that she was crying because she hated him and he had her trapped between a rock and a hard place. Oh how she wished she could add poison to his biofoam. A sadistic bastard like him deserved to die a slow death after being poisoned. Maybe that's how she would try to kill him next time. The twisting of the knife made her cry out again in pain. You son of a bitch. She whispered, but she knew he could hear her. It was a relief when he finally pulled the blade out, and a pleasant surprise when he offered her the relief caused by the biofoam. In reaction, Solstice let out a deep breath. Her brow furrowed afterward. Why would he offer her painkillers? When he grabbed her jaw, she glared at him silently. With that much force, he might just leave bruises on her face. The strength in his fingers was undeniably impressive. What the hell did he do to wind up with a grip strength like that? She wondered, but his words get not go unnoticed. He saw her as an object. Spoils for war and good for no more than make entertainment? She honestly thought she had put up a better fight than that. A battle ax had no passion or zest. Solstice was very passionate and she fought was a stamina that was uncommon- especially in women. Yet, he stated that she was worth nothing more than a few paid nights? That was genuinely offensive. Upon the release of her jaw, she went so say something, but her breath caught in her throats when he slapped her. Romance is dead. She spoke harshly to him, a red handprint already forming on the surface of her cheek as blood rushed to the area. She grunted as he flipped her over, gritting her teeth as he tied her up. Maybe it would have been better for him to just kill her. At least then her humiliation would end. The bonds were already digging into her, soon they would leave bruises and potentially even draw blood. This material was not made for breaking and his knots gave her no wiggle room. She was his captive. She didn't waste time trying to talk to him while he salvaged parts from her ship. Instead, she tried to recall everything she had learned about him thus far. What were his weaknesses? Once on her feet and facing the man, she stabbed him with daggers using her eyes. She listened carefully to what he said, yes, but she knew it was bullshit. The dominion didn't take prisoners. He had another reason for keeping her alive. The second he released her jaw she spit at him. Solstice grinned seeing that she had hit her target, the spit rolling down his cheek. A little gift from me to you, buddy. She tainted him then turned proudly on her heel with a smile and walking in the direction he had instructed. He couldn't think he was getting to her for a moment. She would fight him until the end. The 23 year old woman strode gracefully over the rough forest floor as if it were her domain. She had grown up walking on soil rather than pampered sidewalks. She had the upper hand in that refused, at least. Her hips swayed carefully to compensate for her lack of centered balance with her hands tied behind her back like that. And she walked like that, silently, for two hours. However, the silence was starting to bore her. What's your name, mister? Might as well know the name of the man who's royally fucking me in the ass. She looked over his shoulder and gave him a cheeky grin before looking forward again. I must admit I didn't expect to be kidnapped by a hot douche bag today. You caught me off a guard there, but youll have a nice scar there on your thigh to remember me by. She teased. No matter what he had done to her, he had not killed her spirit. It was then that the woman stopped in her tracks, causing him to almost run into her as a result of his longer string. She had heard something. The womans breath stopped as she waited to hear something again. The sound had not come from the right direction to be caused by her captor. Then it happened again. There was something out there, and, based on what Solstice knew about this plant, it was not something they wanted to meet. You need to untie me, or were both dead. It's time to pull you that gun you like showing off. Her tone was hushed. Whatever was out there had already heard them and was probably already on it's way there. It was hardly a couple of seconds before they knew exactly what it was that had made the sound. A pack of large, green, canine like creatures rounded a cluster of shrubs. They were growling at a low volume as they began to approach the man and woman. Now, lover boy. She demanded, pushing her bound hands back towards him, urging him to release her. He'd be a fool to believe he could take these things on on his own. And, as if triggered by Solstices urgency, one of the hounds laughed itself off of its rear legs and flew at them, air bound. Solstice threw herself forward and onto the ground in order to avoid the set of teeth and claws that were coming at them. Her only hope was that he had a plan. If he died, she would be dead too. Unless, of course, he untied her fucking hands. Bastard.