Author Topic: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!] [M/TW] (Read 17695 times)

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #60 on:** September 24, 2015, 10:19:04 pm »

Esha's ears twitched and flicked away each time he brushed them, her shoulders wanting to climb up around her ears as he picked through her hair. Was he...checking her for ticks or something? His purring around her cleanness, her freshness, made her shudder even as she endured his examination.

It was like he was talking about a meal he was ready to eat. Gods. He was less violent, yet he was somehow worse than the Steggadonian brutes. They were simple. Easy to understand. And they didn't make her skin crawl with the sensation of slimy, wriggling insects. Something about Maddok's behavior screamed danger in a way that theirs didn't--

It was the rustle of cloth that told her exactly why that was.

She snapped a look up despite her better judgment, just in time to see the apron fall and his hands go to his pants.

It still took a second to register what that meant. Not because she didn't know, but because she didn't want to accept it. Her eyes went wide, the blood draining from her face, and with a gasp she scrambled backwards from him, falling onto her bottom in the process and crying out as pain flared up through her brand. But she didn't let it stop her; she staggered to her feet, chains weighing awkwardly around her, and backed up.

"Y-you...you shouldn't," she gasped out, heart pounding. "The...ah, the Masta Supreem. He'd be angry. I-I'm his."

Daglobster · « **Reply #61 on:** September 24, 2015, 10:30:17 pm »

Maddok laughed at Esha's terror, the claws on his prosthetic gleaming in the light, even as they held patches of rust and old, dried blood.

"You're gonna play nice, and you're gonna keep quiet about it, too," Maddok said, grinning.

"Skerrondus betta not hear a peep from you. I's the only doctor in this house, and if he roughs ya up one day, it's gonna be my job to fix ya. You snitch, and I's gonna make sure ya regret it. I's gonna make your life hell."

He slipped his belt off, but his pants stayed up.

"We got an understanding?"

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #62 on:** September 24, 2015, 11:04:37 pm »

Oh gods no.

Esha's heart stopped and her blood turned to ice. Her throat tightened with fear and realization, making it suddenly very hard to breathe, and she pressed her shoulders back against the wall while keeping her rear from touching it.

He had her there. If he was the only doctor, if she got hurt--and no doubt she would--he could make her life misery. He could kill her. Say he tried to save her but she was a lost cause. Give her the wrong medication on purpose. Ensure she overdosed. And probably worse things, too, that she couldn't think of because she had little medical knowledge beyond how to use a first aid kit.

Her breath came out in fast, quick pants. No. Gods no...

"I...I understand," she finally whispered, and swallowed hard. The Steggadonians. He had said, "Take your time," but they would have to return eventually. If she could stall long enough...maybe...?

"B-but I think...I think he might be able to tell anyway. If you do anything...it might be obvious." Another unsteady breath. "He really wanted to h-have me first."

Daglobster · « **Reply #63 on:** September 25, 2015, 07:05:37 am »

"Quit yer stallin'. You think I'm that stupid, to take that?" Maddok snarled, and dropped his pants.

He motioned to his groin, and his member slid out from between his scales, a common feature among reptiles.

"Suck it. And suck it good, Longear. Wouldn't want ta make me pissy."

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #64 on:** September 25, 2015, 07:25:46 am »

Esha stared, her face going pale and stomach clenching. She froze, every muscle tense to the point of aching, and blinked back a fresh wave of tears as her heart and mind recoiled. And yet, she knew she had no choice. Do it, or suffer; he'd promised her that much, and she didn't dare test his bluff.

With a shuddering breath, she stepped forward slowly, sank sorely to her knees, and stared up at him again. This time, though, she managed a bit of a glare through her tears. A weak one, one she had to work for, but it was there nonetheless. And then, clenching her eyes shut and taking him in her hand, she brought her mouth to him and gave him a hesitant lick even as she thought she might vomit.

Daglobster · « **Reply #65 on:** September 28, 2015, 01:18:00 pm »

Maddok's metal prosthetic came to rest on the top of her head, and he drummed the talons of it impatiently on her skull.

He looked down at her, a scowl on his face.

"Get to it, I said!"

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #66 on:** September 28, 2015, 01:59:38 pm »

Esha flinched as he snapped, and though every part of her recoiled in disgust and shame, the sharp talons pricking at her scalp were warning enough. Opening her mouth wide, she slid him inside, lips wrapping around him even as her stomach heaved and her throat convulsed in a gag.

You're doing this to save people, she told herself, an effort to numb herself to what she was doing, to distance herself from reality as she sucked on him and lightly bobbed on him. She clenched her eyes shut, not wanting to watch herself, and stroked the rest of him with her free hand and prayed it was...satisfactory.

You knew bad things could happen. But Peg-Leg had been her safest bet; he wasn't known to kill or torture his slaves, and he couldn't fuck them. But now? Gods. And it wasn't even Skerrondus she had to worry about. She hadn't considered his underlings.

And she was realizing now that to survive, she'd have to change tactics completely.

And do many things she didn't want to do.

Daglobster · « **Reply #67 on:** September 28, 2015, 02:19:37 pm »

The talons dug into her scalp a bit less once she actually got to work, Maddok visibly loosening up as she brought her skills to bear.

What made the act even more unpleasant was the fact that Rivideans weren't exactly the cleanest people ever. His moderately sized manhood reeked of its natural odors, and the fact that Rivideans were reptiles lent rather unorthodox shapes to their phallices. They lacked skin, and had no heads. Instead, they merely got thinner as they reached the end, topped with a fluke.

A more animalistic piece, for a more animalistic people.

"That's right..."

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #68 on:** September 28, 2015, 02:36:39 pm »

Silently, Esha pleaded for him to either finish, or for the Steggadonians to return, pausing now and then when it became too much, when she thought she truly might puke--which she didn't imagine would go over well. She gagged on him and held her breath when she could, but there was no way she could ignore the flavor, texture, or shape, or the gut-wrenching reality of what she was being forced to do no matter how she tried to distance herself.

It could be a while before the Staggadonians returned, and she didn't know how much longer she could stand this. Sucking in a breath through her nose and squeezing her eyes shut against the tears, both angry and violated, she steeled herself as best as she could and redoubled her efforts, licking and sucking around the tip and hoping it was as sensitive as the head of a Feylini's penis, hoping the same tricks applied and that she could speed up the process.

Daglobster · « **Reply #69 on:** September 28, 2015, 03:13:14 pm »

Fortunately for her, it seemed her trick worked. Although headless, Rividean members were sensitive at the tip, perhaps even more sensitive than a Feylini's. Also, it didn't help that Maddok was mostly bark, and less bite.

His steel talon moved to the back of her neck, and he pushed her into his cock, his other hand grabbing the top of her head in order to get her moving quicker.

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #70 on:** September 28, 2015, 03:33:38 pm »

Esha's blood chilled at the sensation of that talon on her neck which felt, to her, like a threat. Keep going or be hurt. Do a good job, or he could slip. Her heart beat faster, her breath catching, and she coughed around him as in pulling her more vigorously against him, he shoved himself in deeper than she was prepared for him to go. She grabbed at his hip with her free hand to brace herself and resist his grip, struggling to keep control and keep moving at her own pace--so she didn't wind up losing her stomach completely.

Hurry up, hurry up, she silently begged, and then relaxed herself as much as she could so she could take him in deeper, bobbing more vigorously on him in an effort to speed things along. She tried to keep her mind elsewhere, to think of other things, to imagine she wasn't here, doing this to her captor against her will, but tried to imagine she was doing this to her first and only lover.

But even that failed, and only made her choke on a sob, because he was dead and she was here, and it was a sick thought, thinking she was doing to Maddok what she'd once done in love.

Daglobster · « **Reply #71 on:** September 28, 2015, 03:49:06 pm »

For another grueling minute, Maddok used Esha's mouth, delighting in the sounds she made as she sobbed and choked around him. Finally, though, he came, but he didn't let Esha draw her head away.

"Suck it all down. Not a drop on you, you hear me?" Maddok snarled. He did her the mercy of only leaving his tip in, however, knowing his request would be impossible to complete if he remained too far in.

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #72 on:** September 28, 2015, 04:00:35 pm »

Finally, he came, and flooded her mouth, filling it with his repulsive flavor and texture, and Esha choked and tried to jerk back--but he kept a grip on her so she didn't get far. She balked, gagging around him, wanting nothing more than to spit him out, but she knew he wouldn't let her go until she swallowed, and that the longer she didn't, the longer she had to endure holding him in her mouth.

Her throat didn't want to cooperate. Her stomach rebelled. But she couldn't breathe and she couldn't escape, and so she finally managed to swallow--and keep swallowing as it wanted to come right back up again.

Some of it escaped from the corners of her mouth, but she got down what she could and then pulled back, struggling to get free of him and coughing all around him.

Daglobster · « **Reply #73 on:** September 28, 2015, 04:32:20 pm »

Maddok smiled. The evidence of their deed was gone, now sitting in the bottom of her stomach. As she sucked down his ejaculation, he purred out a few words.

"Wasn't kiddin' when dey said Longears give the best..."

In truth, almost all Rividean females were incapable of performing the act that Esha'd just performed. Certain... Dental factors prevented it. That being said, this didn't prevent Rividean warlords from adjusting the dentature of their female slaves to allow it, but even then, it wasn't completely effective. It further cemented female Feylini slaves into their roles as sex dolls and concubines.

He let her go, but not before wiping off the dribble that escape the corners of her mouth.

"Get used to it, Longear. We're gonna be seeing each other plenty."

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #74 on:** September 28, 2015, 04:59:57 pm »

As soon as he let her go, Esha jerked back with a gasp and wiped at her lips, but the flavor was going to linger a while. She wiped at her eyes, stubbornly whisking away the tears, and glared up at him as he spoke.

Maybe she should have bitten him. Just bitten his dick right off. Then Skerrondus would know she wasn't lying, and maybe...maybe he'd get rid of Maddok. She wasn't sure, though, and it was too risky. Maybe Skerrondus wouldn't care at all. She had no idea what Rivideans thought of their property or how possessive they were of it. Would Skerrondus care that his slave was being used by another?

She backed away from Maddok, shuffling backwards on her knees, and rose to her feet shakily to put some distance between them and lean against the wall, breathing heavily. "You're disgusting," she managed to choked out, and to her annoyance and horror, felt more angry tears burning her eyes. Now that it was done, she just felt angry. Afraid still, yes, used and violated, definitely, but angry that he'd done that to her, and angry that she'd had to do it.

Angry that these were the people destroying her home.

Daglobster · « **Reply #75 on:** September 28, 2015, 05:15:08 pm »

"What was that?" Maddok snarled, and he raised his metal talon, murderous intent in his eyes.

The door opened, and Maddok lowered his hand, shooting the two Steggadonians a glance. They smirked at him.

They had a feeling about what went down. Maddok often sampled the new slaves, it was a habit of his. The Steggadonians didn't involve themselves. He was, quite literally, risking his dick by violating her.

"Brought your oil," one of them said and tossed a tank over to Maddock. He caught it and set it down.

"Right then," Maddok said and looked to Esha.

"Up against that wall. Let me see that brand."

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #76 on:** September 28, 2015, 05:37:22 pm »

Why couldn't the Steggadonians have come sooner? Still, Esha couldn't feel too ungrateful; she had a feeling they may have just saved her life, or at least saved her from a lot of pain.

Heart pounding almost to the point of pain, she gave Maddok one final look, then turned to face the wall, her hands braced against it and forehead pressed against the surface. The brand was easy to see; she'd never pulled her skirt back up, so her bottom was still embarrassingly bare. But covering herself would mean having that fabric pressed and sticking to raw, burned flesh, and it hurt too badly to even think about touching it.

Gods, if only she could heal herself.

Daglobster · « **Reply #77 on:** September 28, 2015, 06:13:58 pm »

Maddok sprayed some of the burn-oil from the tank onto his hand, and he made sure it was spread nice and evenly before he stepped up to Esha and put his oily hand right onto her brand, using his prosthesis to clamp down on her neck to keep her from squirming away. The oil would sting, a lot, but once that sensation would pass, her brand was more or less healed, the flesh no longer raw.

Now, the leering depiction of a large-jawed face was permanent.

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #78 on:** September 28, 2015, 06:25:40 pm »

It was like getting burned all over again. Esha screamed, struggling and bucking to get free, but Maddok had his talons clamped around her neck so she could scarcely move. The sensation seemed to last forever, but slowly, and not nearly quick enough, the pain began to fade until it was naught but a memory, and soon Esha slumped forward against the wall, panting and gasping for breath as sweat beaded on her skin.

Shakily, she reached down to feel at her brand, and her fingers passed over healed, but textured, flesh. It didn't hurt; but feeling the edges of the brand, the shape her skin had been burned into, made her gasp and jerk her hand away.

Right before she remembered her ass was hanging out and, blushing, she yanked her skirt back up.

Daglobster · « **Reply #79 on:** September 28, 2015, 06:36:45 pm »

Maddok, grinned, making sure he got the full benefit of grabbing her ass again before she pulled her skirt back up. He let her go and wiped off the remaining oil on his prosthetic. Glancing to the Steggadonians, he took his leave.

"Movin' on to the next part, then," one of them said, and motioned towards him.

"Gettin' you outta those fancy Longear rags. Gonna wear you some proper get-up, fit for a runt like you."