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

The Commander's words of hatred towards Ester and her previous actions served nothing to stop her screaming as her throbbing joint contributed to her pain. She had continued to beg, right up until the point at which he applied some of his weight to her injured arm. As her bone painfully twisted underneath her skin she screamed out of pain, panic, and fear. I-IF he breaks it...This punishment will last much l-longer than it would have taken for my back to heal! Her eyes were wide as he lifted his weight off of her, causing her body to bob slightly from the reduction in tension across the chains. With one satisfying shove Ester was able to cry out in pleasure as her arm was relocated to it's proper position. His disappearance back into the darkness made Ester cry harder as she realized that her punishment had not ended. As her arm dropped from its chain Ester was too disoriented and scared to resist the Commander as he re-shackled her small body until she was facing the light with her body stretched out in the same figure X. Ester sobbed as he asked his question, unable to come up with a reasonable estimate or reply that could be understood. His bark made her jump and on instinct she guessed that he had used three for the three times he had lashed his whip across her body. She was surprised to hear that she was close to being accurate, but not close enough. Through her pain and misery she realized why she had been chained back up, there was still one more candle that had not been used. Ester began her sobbing and begging again as this realization dawned on her, but even as she desperately strained her eyes to find the candle, she could neither see nor feel one. Still, her body twitched at even the softest sound that now seemed to fill the room. Minutes passed before she was able to draw in a deep breath of relief as she came to the conclusion he had done this to watch her squirm. Without missing a beat, as she exhaled, pain quickly erupted from her shoulder, across her belly, and to her hip as she felt like she had been set on fire, renewing her screams once more. Ester sobbed as she connected the pattern of her pain to one half of an X and that the other half still remained. Ester cried and resisted her chains again as she waited, but a minute passed an nothing happened, Did he already use the entire candle? Ester had hoped in vein. Her hopes were dashed another thirty seconds later as he scorched her skin going the opposite direction. Ester arched her back and threw her head backwards as another scream erupted from her sore throat. As the pain eased with the cooling of the wax, Ester once again foolishly began to relax. Her foolishness was realized as the remaining contents of the candle were splashed onto her shaking belly and slid down to cover her slit with thick wax. Ester whimpered and pleaded as she heard the crackling of plastic not created by her own body. To her strange relief, he was simply hard and needed a place to cum. Her mouth being the obvious orphus to choose, Ester barely noticed the two quick grinds down her sore throat that lead to an eruption on her tongue. The contents of his load slowly, almost too slowly, slid down her throat, strangely providing liquid relief to her pain as she began to believe that her punishment was over. Ester coughed, forcing some of his semen to land on her cheek and drip down her quivering chin, but she was able to swallow the bulk of it as he lightly kissed her forehead. She had survived and for that, she was relieved. Her horror was only just realized as the Commander informed her who would be bathing her, the same man she had cut with her chain and who had hated her the moment he saw her, the Lieutenant Klaus. Ester whimpered and begged for him not to leave, but alas, with Max behind him, he did leave her in the darkness of that room. Too soon were the sounds of Klaus's boots entering the room, forcing her entire body to shake violently as she prepared herself. Fresh tears ran down her cheeks as she began to hyperventilate from the fear of not being able to see him in the darkness. He could appear from anywhere and she could do nothing about it. A part of her believed that he would use acid to clean away the wax, but she also realized that that would disfigure her and most likely not make the Commander happy. His final sentence is what struck her with fear, she didn't believe that it could be her brother who was undoubtedly still recovering from his wounds, so had he brought another member of her family to torment her? Before she had time to ponder the possibility further she was roughly flopped onto the bed producing a groan as her cuts came in contact with the plastic. Ester screamed as the skin on her back was mashed together to hold her arms fast, leading to a few more lines of blood to go dripping onto the plastic. As his sister entered the bathroom Paul groaned from the source of his own moral and physical pain to see her in such as state. He wanted nothing more than to protect her, and yet he sat powerless in the steaming hot water as she was forced down, burns, cuts, and all producing an ear shattering scream that echoed off of the walls in the bathroom. Shhh...shhh He whispered as her screams were reduced to tears and he moved closer to her. His legs had not been tied and he soon realized why, he would be cleaning his baby sister with his own mouth, but to do so he would need access to both her front and back. The terror that ran through Esters face was she stared wide eyed at the whip confirmed the fact that it would have to be him that cleaned her. Wasting no time he stepped over Ester's outstretched arm and knelt down behind her back. The site of the blood spilling into the water, the wax that had been used to seal parts of the horrifying cuts, and her quivering muscles made a flurry of rage race through his body. With a time limit on both of them, Paul wasted no time. Leaning his head down he whispered into Ester's small ear, I-I'm doing this because I have to. Please be patient with me. Her soft nod and the lowering of her head was enough of an acknowledgment for him to latch his lips on her shoulders and rapidly begin licking away the pieces of wax. Some came off rather simply, but other thicker globs required that he keep licking and occasionally run his teeth across her skin to relieve her of the wax. He noted that she was covered in goosebumps, despite the hot water, but pressed on, knowing his sister had no control of her body any longer. He moved to her cuts, believing these would take him the longest. He sucked in as much blood as he did wax trying to tenderly clean the flesh that was flinching from pain. Occasionally he had no choice but to use his teeth against the cuts producing groans of pain from his little sister, You must endure this... He thought as he submurged his face below the water to clean her butt cheeks with his tongue. Most of the wax had been removed by the water, but some pieces still required his attention. Coming back up for air, he was informed by the mocking voice of Klaus that only thirteen minutes remained. He observed her back, removing a few remaining pieces of wax before quickly stepping over her right shoulder to face her from the front. Paul swallowed back tears as he latched his mouth to her collar bone, producing a gasp of shock from his baby sister. The taste of wax and sweat were trapped in his mouth as he came to her left breast and tenderly sucked away the glob of wax stuck to the top of her nipple. He was able to clean the first half of the X in about three minutes. Her right breast required a lot more attention he found as his teeth gently grazed against her nipple which was sticking out by the time he had finished. Ester's soft gasps only verified in his mind why they were making him do this. He was not unfamiliar with sex and found no pleasure in doing this, but Ester was another story. Would they force her to cum as a result of her brother's touch for their own sick amusement? The idea struck Paul like a sack of bricks as he noticed that the last thick glob of wax lead from her belly button to well below the water. You have five minutes my boy...better finish in time...or.. Klaus's voice trailed, resolving Paul's conflict. He had to do this for his sister. Ripping away the wax that stuck to her belly he submurged his head until he was between her outstretched legs. Lifting his head for a breath he quickly and without hesitation, latched his lips to her slit and sucked, sucked hard to removed the thick glob of wax that had not been removed by the water. Ester's legs and slit were shaking as he felt her try to restrain herself, even as a little cum had managed to escape into his mouth. Then, just as he finished with a minute to spare, she came, her fluids trapping itself in his mouth and down his throat. He wretched back in disgust as he looked into her shamed position in the tub. Her entire face was red with humiliation, as was his, but she was clean of even a speck of wax.