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Thread: Slave to the Swarm (Deviant Desires and 49_place_holder)

Melissa couldn't tell if her sister was being serious or trying to lighten the mood. She'd always been the stronger of the two, even when they'd been younger and there'd often been times when Melissa had picked up her sibling to help her down from trees or into bed. She almost laughed it off but for some reason the injury had her scared as if this might be the last time she got to be close to her. Scared but determined not to show it, she shouldered the rifle and took Anya's weight as they made their way back to the entrance. The other scientists almost laughed but they knew better than to piss off the lieutenant.
Thread: Slave to the Swarm (Deviant Desires and 49_place_holder)

Anya was thankful that her sister actually carried out her request. While it was partway teasing, she was still worried about her muscles suddenly freezing or her lungs deciding to not work. Once they were outside, none of thoae had yet to happen. I uh, I think I can walk the rest of the way. No need to keep straining yourself. Anya quipped, not wishing to make her sister look incompetent.
Thread: Slave to the Swarm (Deviant Desires and 49_place_holder)

Once outside, everything seemed normal again. The last of the moon's sun was about to disappear over the horizon but the fresh air, the sand and the warmth above ground made the horrors they had seen below evaporate. Happy that Anya seemed better, the team returned to their shuttle and dusted off, heading back up into the upper orbit where the Leviathan floated like the mythical beast it was named after. Once docked, Anya was escorted into the quarantine wing where she was examined thoroughly. Her sister, stubborn as always, insisted on staying with her the whole time. Well the wound isn't too bad, declared Doctor Shelley after he completed the detox process, and early scans don't seem to indicate that you picked anything up from it, your blood appears clean. Still, we should keep you here for a few nights, just in case anything turns up. Leaving the two women alone, Melissa let out a long breath before speaking to Anya. So... how are you feeling? Seriously?
Thread: Slave to the Swarm (Deviant Desires and 49_place_holder)

Relieved to be back on the ship, Anya said not a word as the doctor treated and cared for her. She only truly calmed down when reports for any malicious pathogens came back negative. When the topic came up of keeping her contained, the woman nodded. That makes sense, I don't want to risk the crew with anything. It can't be helped. When she was finally alone with Melissa, she simply laid down, taking advantage of doctor's orders. Honestly? I feel embarrassed. Making everyone freak out over what's just a cut, just because I didn't watch where I was going. Thank goodness its nothing... Anya sighed, staring up at her sister. I'm fine Melissa. Just wish I could get back to work and forget what we saw. Their capabilities have to benefit us in some way, with enough research.
Thread: Slave to the Swarm (Deviant Desires and 49_place_holder)

Same old Anya, always focussed on the research. Seeing her return to her old ways and less worried about the wound, Melissa smiled and teased a lock of hair out of her sister's face. Oh don't you fret, she grinned. You'll be up to your arms in bug guts soon enough, just as soon as we get the all clear. The doc seemed to think you'd be out of here in no time, just an overnight stay for observation. The blood screen and tissue scan came back negative so I'm sure he's just being cautious. She checked that Anya had everything she needed before getting up, deciding to rest after a very difficult day. Now you rest and get some sleep, she said, reminding her of their childhood. I'll be back to see you tomorrow morning. She kissed her sister on the forehead and headed out.
Thread: Slave to the Swarm (Deviant Desires and 49_place_holder)

Q-quit it Melissa, be professional for once. Anya replied, clearly trying to hold back a smile when she was played with. She didn't truly mind it. It helped her relax. The younger sister could only lay down and smirk as she was pecked on the forehead. Don't work too hard now. She said before the doors closed. All alone, all Anya could do now was sleep. Laying back on her bed in the cell, she closed her eyes, trying to rest and clear out the images from earlier.
Thread: Slave to the Swarm (Deviant Desires and 49_place_holder)

The following day the tests were consulted again. Nothing, every reading and probe returned a negative result. Both Dr Shelley and Melissa were happy to breathe a sigh of relief but quick to remind Anya of how lucky she had been. Now that the danger had passed, it was back to work for the rest of the vessel. True to her word, Melissa had arranged for an aerial bombardment of the hive, obliterating the mound and the colony with it. It would be covered by the sands of that world, a sad testament to the bravery of the colonists. The Leviathan had left orbit, turning to make its long, slow journey through the stars and back to Earth during which Melissa determined to learn as much as she could about the samples that they had brought back on board. She returned to the lab with her sister readily enough, eschewing the combat gear for her regular lab coat and suit underneath. By the time the morning was over, she had already made some amazing discoveries. Anya, have you seen this? she exclaimed, peering down one of the lab's microscopes. The replication rate of these cells is incredible. If the bugs were still alive, they could have regenerated from anything the colonists threw at them!
Thread: To Bend the Avatar to Tarlock's Will {darkest_fate&malin}

The cold helped Korra's awareness. Everything about her felt clearer, sharper, and the chill seeping into her muscles certainly helped with that. She noticed that Tarlock was alone, well, nearly alone. Korra could see Naga, her faithful mount, standing nearby. The blood bender must have Korra's pet in his thrall, because there was no way that Naga would normally stand by like that, not while his partner was being threatened. The venom dripping from Tarlock's every syllable made the threat quite clear. The Avatar chuckled at Tarlock claiming she ruined everything. Korra was half tempted to point out that everything was pretty well ruined before she ever showed up, and that Tarlock's plans were hardly that revolutionary anyway. Okay, so he'd had a good setup here, but didn't he realize that these things never held, especially with the Avatar involved? Everything balanced in the end. Korra told herself that as her captor explained how he was going to cover everything up. Somebody will figure it out, she hissed through clenched teeth. Lin, Mako, Tenzin, someone would be able to piece things together. They'd see traces of bending. Or maybe they'd even go after Amon and his minions, and when the Equalists couldn't produce the Avatar, well, there weren't many other options, were there? A part of Korra felt some fear at Tarlock's plan though. Not the plan itself, but that last, the idea that he was going to beat it into her. Tarlock knew Korra they'd worked together. He'd managed to nearly perfectly manipulate her into confronting Amon. So he knew how strong she was and how to work her. So how did he expect to break her? Before Korra could ask, Tarlock tugged. The Avatar hissed in pain as her bindings pulled, stretching her muscles. She could hear ropes creaking, so at least she knew what held her, for all the good it did. But she could also feel that pressure stretching every bit of her, especially her hair. Korra had to pinch her eyes shut for a moment, channeling the pain into anger. Soon she'd be able to look up at Tarlock, rage seething from her blue eyes. What's the matter? Afraid that I'd beat you in a fair fight? she said. Korra thrashed again, testing her bonds. As Tarlock had figured, however, the bindings held the Avatar in place almost too well. She'd need outside help if she was to escape. Which made Korra look over at Naga, wondering if Tarlock's decision to bring the polar bear dog here would be in her favor...
Thread: To Bend the Avatar to Tarlock's Will {darkest_fate&malin}

Tarlock eased his foot off of Korra's ropes and hair smiling a moment as he heard her rebelous voice. Oh he knew she was strong he had fought along side her in how many encounters now? So many places had been raided with the two working side by side on his task force, but now he had to stamp her out. It wasn't an easy task but it was a challenge, and Tarlock loved a good challenge. That said in terms of a fair fight didn't he just have one with her? He almost laughed remembering at how she had barged into his office. Korra we just went a round or are too dumb to remember that the reason your here is that I already beat you in a fair fight. His voice was a small laugh as he put his free hand over his forehead and shook for a moment. Standing out in the cold he felt refreshed, and as he looked at Naga, and then too the avatar he smiled. Oh your mount won't help you here, see Humans are... difficult to blood bend, they have much more resistance something about willpower. Animals on the other hand are rather easy by comparison. Past the full moon I might not be able to blood bend you, but your favorite pet is very easy for me to command. Standing up he demonstrated his point turning to Naga his hand outstretched and he pointed down, immediately the giant polar-bear dog laid down as if Korra had told her to lay down. Raising her up, however Naga's body twisted and rose in an unnatural fashion the dog letting out a harsh whimper after a moment. Now that he was done showing off to Korra He turned back to her. Lin is busy, her city has gone into a full on war, Mako is a moron, and Tenzin... do you actually think that old fool would suspect this? After all the times you ran away from him, how long do you think it would take for him to even realize your gone, and not just off with your pro bending friends again. If she was putting her hopes in those three then he really did have Korra right where he wanted her, in more ways then one. As for the seething rage he saw in her eyes, he returned the look with his own menace and glee at her situation. If there was one thing he loved being it was in control, and right now He was in control of everything. Your friends aren't coming for you Korra, they all have bigger problems than that. You're only saving grace is that I am your friend, and while I may need you out of the city right now eventually once you have seen things my way we can go back we can play the hero's we were meant to be, but until then everyone in republic city is gonna cry out and ask where is the avatar, and the only answer you will be able to give, is face down in the snow. Bending a small amount of the snow into water he slapped her across the face with the ice cold fluid, just to drench her a little and show her that he really did have full control over her, and her little pet.
Thread: To Bend the Avatar to Tarlock's Will {darkest_fate&malin}

That wasn't a fair fight! snapped Korra. She thrashed and stretched the ropes for a moment. Her rage gave her quite a bit of strength, her body surging against the bonds. It wasn't enough though all she managed to do was hurt herself. Korra ended up back on the ground even before he started talking about Naga. Her eyes flew to her companion again. Soon those eyes widened in horror at seeing the animal bending low, brought there by Tarlock's foul powers. Of course animals were easier. Korra should have remembered that from the stories Katara used to tell her. Blood pounded in all veins, but animals didn't have the resistance that humans had. Humans could fight, could gather their will and their chi and at least attempt resistance animals had so much less to work with. So Korra should have known. The anger she felt at not knowing swelled within her, and she could practically feel Naga's pain. Tarlock built on that pain. He enumerated all the people who wouldn't be finding her. Korra sucked in a breath, trying to act as though his comments hadn't hurt. He hadn't mentioned Bolin but, well, Korra hadn't even thought of Bolin, nobody would. There was Asami... Only saving grace was that Tarlock was... Korra barked a laugh at that. right, because you're so understanding and genero-- Korra didn't finish the words, as ice slammed into her face filling her mouth and silencing her for several seconds. The Avatar spit the snow out, growling fiercely. She wiggled, trying to move something, anything. But Tarlock had even bound her her head in place. Korra couldn't move her head enough to bend, not without removing her hair. And by the time she pulled enough to manage that, Tarlock would have already sent a much more fierce attack than some snow. Is this your brilliant plan? she barked, twisting and looking up at him. Are you gonna talk me to death? I shouldn't known, oh, she definitely should have known. She should have figured out something was wrong with Tarlock from the beginning. Korra had been foolish to trust this man, and that trust was coming back to hurt her even worse than she'd thought possible.
Thread: To Bend the Avatar to Tarlock's Will {darkest_fate&malin}

No, my plan is to watch you cry. Tarlock said happily it seemed the direness of the avatar's situation was in fact slowly sinking in past her thick skull. However for the moment he was done with gloating. As fun as it was, he wouldn't get anything across Korra's skull with just words. Oh he could push her buttons he knew how to do that, but when she was tied up and powerless there wasn't as much fun it. Stepping on her body as if she was just the rug under his feet he walked over her so that he could get behind Korra, while at the same time the ropes pulled on her joints and her body was pushed deeper into the cold wet snow. Tarlock bent lower, placing a hand on the avatars firm ass for a moment reaching under the fur's she wore as a belt, and grabbing the edge of her rather baggy pants. pulling them down to her knees. He couldn't take them all the way off simply because he would have needed to untie her for that, but he was still exposing a large amount of her skin directly to the elements. He worked on untying the sash next dropping the furr next to her face so that nothing was left to protect her bottom half. Her ass and pussy as well as a good majority of her bottom half were exposed to the elements. Your right I am understanding, and I am generous, after all Korra i'm not going to kill you. Though in all truth I probably should. You've proven more then capable of causing enough damage. He was rather annoyed at her, but in truth he enjoyed the constant banter, that was why he wasn't putting a gag on her. Though she certainly deserved one, for the avatar she never really did have much of a concept of respect for others. I do hope you understand that you brought this all on yourself. As he spoke his free hand moved and with it the snow under her hardened into a bed of ice, tarlock stomped the ground and a moment later Korra was flipped uncomfortably onto her back via his bending.
Thread: To Bend the Avatar to Tarlock's Will {darkest_fate&malin}

Watch her cry? Yeah, good luck with that, said Korra, smirking at that. If it was one thing she didn't intend to do in the slightest, it was cry for this guy. Korra wasn't one to really cry in front of people okay, there had been that thing with Mako and she could distinctly remember crying in Tenzin's arms, but those had been during moments of weakness, not when she was gathering her strength to fight against an evil bender. A pull, and Korra soon became more intimately acquainted with the snow. She chuckled at that. Really? He wanted to try and break her with the cold? She'd lived in it for ages. Oh, it still didn't feel great, but, oh, wait, his hand touched Korra. she could feel his fingers touching her ass. He would find the portion of Avatar anatomy to be rock hard, almost solid muscle. Years of bending mixed with an active lifestyle had left Korra almost more muscular than the average man, let alone the average woman. Soon Korra felt the cold air kiss those muscles. This time she couldn't hold back a gasp. She may be used to cold, but she wasn't used to it caressing her rear. The muscles clenched. The flexing shifted things, and Korra could swear that she felt air kissing her nether lips. That was a tight slit of pink amid the sea of brown. the virginity practically showed just from the appearance, let alone from any prodding. Just a few inches above it was a slightly trimmed thatch of unruly pubic hair. Korra had tried some maintenance, particularly after meeting Mako, but it was a bit like attempting to cut down a forest with a machete for her much more effort and pain than it was worth. Capable of causing damage, not killing her, well, that was something. As long as Korra remained alive, she remained in a position to fight back, to strike against Tarlock when his defenses were lowered. More words, something about bringing this on herself, then a flip, a hard flip onto ice. Korra grunted as she felt her hands and head pressing against the cold, her body still arched thanks to the hog-tying of her frame. She was also all too aware that she practically shoved her sex up at him. Even her breasts seemed to have been put on presentation their youthful firmness making them all too tempting targets.
Thread: To Bend the Avatar to Tarlock's Will {darkest_fate&malin}

Tarlock looked at the sensitive pink flesh along her athletic brown body. In truth he much appreciated Korra's strength. Her frame was a unique thing among most females, and she was a little more precious because of that. He did find her attractive which was a good thing for what he was going to do to her, however looking at her body it seemed like she wasn't at all prepared for what was coming her way. He had no doubt that his goal was maybe a little unrealistic, but that just meant he would have to try hard to break Korra down past her strength and bravado. Looking down at her athletic frame and the full breasts that seemed to just dare him to take off her shirt he couldn't help but smile. Tarlock resisted the urge to touch her for the moment however, instead bending water from around them. He rubbed the cold water like a small tendril crawling up along her trapped leg, and rubbing lightly against her her pussy. Tarlock let out a small breath, as the cold water rubbed against her pussy, sliding up so that it was against the small forest she had grown. It was clear she had tried to play maintenance, but he doubted she had ever thought about something like this. I think it's about time you waxed. Tarlocks tone wasn't joking, his fist clenched and the cold water froze over lifting away from her actual skin, but trapping the hair between her legs in a layer of thick ice, and what came next was ripping off the ice like wax paper. The cold water had probably numbed the area making it less, but he had no doubt that it still hurt like a bitch. Still it would leave her smoother then any actual wax job she could have bought.
Thread: The Princess' New Servant [EvaRose]

It could possibly have been said that it was his fate to never be anything more than a servant though, even then, he'd made his way up. Ren and those like him were not an overly common sight in the castle, of all places, but here he was nonetheless, dressed somewhat nicely in a dark blue outfit that nearly matched that of the other servants save the hole in the back that made way for the red panda fur's long and fluffy, ringed tail to get through. That same tail occasionally gave a slight, somewhat nervous flick as he was led by the guards to, from what he'd heard, the company of the Princess who had been told he was coming. Well... told a new servant was coming, at the very least, though he himself couldn't be sure what exactly she might have been told beyond that. Or how she might react to having a male servant, of all things. M'lady, we've brought your new servant, one of the guards spoke as they arrived at the room, reaching over to give a gentle knock at the door. Ren himself merely waited from his place between and slightly behind the guards, his golden eyes merely fixed on the door for now. He'd made it this far, he could only hope things went fine from here.
Thread: The Princess' New Servant [EvaRose]

She heard the knock, blinking a few times in surprise beneath jumping off her bed quickly. There was word from her parents about a new servant for her birthday but that was all. She quickly went through her room, looking around before picking up a white robe and putting it on, tying it up around her waist. The princess reached up to brush her brown hair back behind her ears before moving to the door. Her fingers wrapped around the doorknob and she opened the door, loooking out at the guards and the...furry? This is...my servant? She asked uncertainly. Her blue eyes darted from one knight to the other, then back to the male between them. This was a male too. Not only were her parents giving her a furry servant, but a male one as well. N-nevermind, I'm sure you have other things to do besides answer my questions. Have a good day. She opened the door more to let the furry in. She was a delicate looking irl at the age of seventeen, with a light tan to her skin and standing at a height of five feet and two inches. There were gentle curves to her body, her breasts were size 34B, average for her size and not looking all that small on her. Her name was Minca.
Thread: The Princess' New Servant [EvaRose]

Upon the Princess' question, one of the guards gave a somewhat hesitant nod. With her next comment, they each gave a bow before leaving for their other duties, leaving the Princess herself with Ren, who stood a good ten inches or so above her. Princess... Minca, was it? Sorry if I probably wasn't really what you'd expected, but I suppose your parents must have figured I'd be safe enough and do well in whatever you might need. Ren Olvry, at your service, milady, he spoke with a light grin. Reaching over, he gently took one of her hands before bringing it up a little to place a light kiss upon the back of it, before he stepped into the room itself, glancing around a little before turning back to the Princess. Hardly intentionally so, his bushy tail brushed a little against one of her legs covered by the robe on the way. Anything in particular I might be able to do for you right now? I can cook, clean, give massages... whatever you need, I'm sure, he offered.
Thread: The Princess' New Servant [EvaRose]

No, you aren't really what I expected. I didn't really expect a male, she said softly. Minca kept the robe on, though she was ready to get dressed and everything, she wasn't about to do it in front of him. She looked away from him and down at her feet, trying to think about something he could possibly do while she got dressed. Well... Her hand went up to play with her hair, twirling it around her finger before looking up at him again. Can you go and fix some breakfast? For the both of us? The princess moved away from him and to her closet, opening the door and looking in at her clothes.
Thread: The Princess' New Servant [EvaRose]

Of course. I should be back soon enough, he affirmed with a little nod. Once again his tail brushed slightly against one of her legs as she passed him, before Ren himself gave a slight bow and walked out to head toward the kitchens. Making a fairly simple but good breakfast of eggs, some fruit, and a muffin there, he, true to his word, came back soon enough with the two plates of food along with some napkins and flatware for each of them. He gave a slight knock on the door when he arrived back to the room, his hands otherwise a bit too full to open it himself at the moment.