I growled, and the threads writhing in her slid out suddenly, leaving her gaping and empty. Her eyes shot open and focused on mine. “Good girls get rewarded. Bad girls get nothing.” I snarled - and pointed down to the glistening drop on the floor. “And you disobeyed me.” I moved away, holding her in place as I moved further up on the bed, out of her reach. The threads on her body, which had been twisting, scraping and plucking at her skin, her nipples, and her clit, all froze, and just went to holding her firmly.
“And here I thought we had made progress. A shame.” I folded my arms over my chest and leaned against the wall. An urge of my will had my threads twist her around, so that her face was pressed against the floor, staring at what she had spilled. She whined.
“I thought you were going to be a good girl for me.” I growled.
<”J-just one drop…”> She murmured, wriggling against her bindings. I wasn’t sure if she was still playing the game and being disobedient on purpose to seek punishment or if she truly felt frustrated at spilling that one drop.
“Not ‘just’ one drop. You wasted that drop that was meant for you. How on earth are you going to make up for that waste?” Threads coiled into a whip around my hand and I stared at it. “Do I need to be a cruel Master?” I said with a wondering tone to my voice. Her eyes flashed at me, then. She defiantly shifted her face away from the drop of my cum “hmmph.” she mumbled. Oh...oh that made me angry.
The whip cracked out, hard and fast. It lashed against the skin of her back, leaving a thick red line, dotted with blood on that milky white skin. I snarled in frustration, and lashed out again, drawing more of her sweet blood to the surface. Her pained cries were wonderful...but another idea struck me.I grinned, darkly. I laid the tip of the whip on her back, just the tip, and I got a confused sound from her lips.
“I've told you before. I can make my threads adhesive, sticky. You haven't experienced that fully yet. Let me demonstrate why being a bad girl is not wise.” And the thumb-sized tip of the whip stuck in place. I tugged once, showing her that it was stuck fast to her skin - and then I pulled, hard, tearing the layers of skin that my threads had stuck to away. Bright crimson blood welled up from the mark on her back.
She cried out, shrill wonderful cries of pain. If I wasn’t already hard I would have been. “N-Nevin!” She cried out. I paused. I knelt down, and took her chin in my hand, tilting it up to look into her eyes.
“Too much, love?” Beside my hand the whip curled. If she wanted to continue we would - but this was a game, and if I had truly hurt her it ended here.
A low rumble rolled through her and her body shook, “No. MoRe. Lose yourself.” she lifted her head away from my grip and pressed it into my shoulder. <”I...I think I’m too sensitive for that right now… I....”> She switched back to tradespeak. “I...I WAnT it...GiVe it….” She shook her head. <”Just...not now.”> I released her, threads slipping away, and I took her into my arm gently. The mark on her back wasn't big, but it might leave a scar on that beautiful skin.
She was shaking uncontrollably, her breaths coming in short and quick succession. I rocked her gently, holding her head against my chest. “Talk to me love. Breathe, match me if you can.” I tried to breathe deep, slow and steady, but the shaking concerned me.
<”I want to please you….”>
She shifted herself in my lap so that my cock slid against her. I groaned - I was still sensitive from the aphrodisiac, still hard as she rolled against me a bit. I tried to take a breath to steady myself, my arms tightening around her. “Y-you do, love.” I groaned.
<”I like seeing such dominance from you. It makes this part of me...inside almost thrum in happiness.”> She continued to grind on me. <”It’s also very pleasurable.”> Even with my heada little clearer, she made it hard. <”I really would do all those things for you.”> She breathed into my neck
I froze. All those - my eyes went very, very wide. Despite myself, I felt my cock throb against her when she said that. That - that.. I hadn't - I swallowed, roughly. How much of that did I actually want? The image of Eteri, curled by my side, eyes unfocused as she sucked on my cock while I worked - I bit back a groan. Worse though - worse was…
Seeing Eteri, pregnant with my child. That thought scared me. That thought excited me, a part of me that was very, very happy with that idea. That part of me was a mixture of wanting a family - and wanting to have my line continue. It scared me - because from what I knew, my divine state was less than fully human. And I didn't know if Eteri would survive if she tried. My arms tightened around her.
“Some of it we will. Some, we have to work on. I enjoyed that, love, but I want to make sure you are safe if we try.” I murmured into her hair. “But for others, oh, you are mine.” I growled. I was forcing my fear of her being hurt by trying to please me aside. I drew back and looked at her - her cheeks were still a bit flushed, but not overly so. Good, I had drawn off enough blood for her not to be in any danger.
She seemed to have worked off most of the aphrodisiac too. Despite still sliding herself so teasingly against me.I couldn't help it-she slid back, and when she slid forward again my cock slipped inside of her. I groaned as her tight heat wrapped around my sensitive shaft.
She gave the cutest of yelps before laughing, giggling as she wrapped her arms around me and swayed with my hips. I pressed my head against hers as we rocked gently together. “I love you. Ahem.” I cleared my throat. <”I love you.”> I hoped I got that right. I continued in tradespeak. “I love you, and I'll try to let that side out more for you.” I grinned softly. “But you will have to accept this too.” I kissed her before drawing back slightly.
“I love you, and I love this too.” She laughed into my neck. Before- before felt absolutely amazing. I craved it and I craved seeing her like that beneath me. But this? This sweet laughing, carefree and happy woman? This is what I loved. I tightened my arms around her.
“Good.” I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, filling my nose with her scent as I buried my face in her hair. Her ears twitched against my cheeks as I exhaled.
