Thread: The Witch and the Shrew [MessedupRp x Raina_Reader]

The girl was unsure what to do. She had already expended all of her strength and energy, but it was no use, she was entirely at this womans mercy. Suddenly all of the slights she made against her came rushing back, dousing her with yet another dose of fear. Ameline had never faced consequences for her actions before, and now that she was, it was within the extreme. To her surprise, the woman ceased in her groping when her sobbing was noticed, quickly leaning in closer to wipe away the tears. This act caught her slightly off guard. This was a witch was she not? She had bound and gagged her after all, clearly she intended to show her no mercy, so what was this act all of a sudden? A soft pathetic whimper escaped her throat as Tera wiped away the tears, gently carressing her cheek as she spoke in what was a surprisingly more gentle and affectionate tone. Lady Lantress was unable to communicate but her eyes emoted most of her feelings clearly as she listened. Her expression twisted to surprise and confusion as Tera Fendal spoke of the Duke in such poor taste, while mentioning her own power. It almost sounded as if she was offering her a place at her side, but in what capacity? Did this woman truly want her in the same way a man would want a wife!? It seemed deviant and unfathomable, but she listened on, as it was the only thing she could do, and despite the affectionate demeanor Tera was adopting, there was still a tiny hint of menace in her voice that she could detect. Ameline feared that menace, after all she was in a terrifyingly compromising situation. It seemed all was required of her was devoted subservience, and in return she could have all the power she dreamed of, and yet that seemed counter-intuitive. What was the point of having power if you were a slave to someone else? Yet another soft whimper sounded from under her gag as Tera described the carnal pleasures they could share together, ending her speech with a kiss upon the cheek which caused the girl to thrash mildly again, whimpering louder. mmnhhphhhk! As Tera left the room, sealing her in silence, it was clear that she had no choice in the matter, as emphasized by her mention of force before shutting the door, which prompted her to once again fall into a panic. No one was there to see or hear it this time, but she thrashed and failed desperately, attempting to let out muffled cries for help, but it was hopeless. Once her second wind died, she was left panting, laying limp upon the bed, more tears streaming down her cheeks as she considered her fate. Perhaps being left here bound and gagged by herself was to instill a sense of contemplation, not just for the choice infront of her, but the actions that brought her here. Amelines stomach rumbled rebellious as the thought of breakfast awaiting her made her whimper in frustration and hunger. What was she to do? Her first thought was to play along in order to avoid any punishment from this mad woman, and when she was free of her bindings she could make a run for it....but then where would she go? The forest had already went on for miles before the carriage threw a wheel, she couldn't be expected to run through the wild in nothing but a black night gown, and if she was caught, then who knows what would happen. Her thoughts turned to the servant she remembered from last night. Was she still around? Could she help her? Or was she another victim, a broken soul, uttering mistress in complete subservience? She had no idea but the thought of being reduced to something like that for this woman made her very skin crawl, no, she'd have to fight, she couldn't let this happen it wasn't fair! The Lady calmed herself back down as she contemplated all of her options, the thought of breakfast soon overtaking her focus, the hungrier she became, the more she wanted to simply play along for now. Her wide, glistening blue eyes focused on the door, waiting and praying for it to open.