Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 55551 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55551 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
“What do you have to say for yourself, Suli? Are you ready to admit what you are?”
She says something completely incoherent once again. It is not quite as satisfying now that I really want her to beg.
“After all you’ve had to say so far, now you can’t form even a single word?” I tease her mockingly. “You were so bold, so brave, and now you’re just a speechless, writhing little mess over my lap, wanting nothing more than to come. That’s what you want… isn’t it?”
“Yes!” She finally gasps a word. “YES!” She repeats it more loudly than before.
“Well, if you want to come again in this life, first you’re going to have to give me an apology. And you’re going to have to make it a very good one. It’s going to have to be the kind of apology you remember for the rest of your days.”
“Fucking asshole,” she curses. “Just let me… please… you dick.”
“That’s not an apology. That’s not even close to an apology,” I chide her, leaving the tool deep inside her for a moment as I return to the task of punishing the thick, round cheeks which nature may as well have made expressly for the purpose of being beaten.
She bucks and squirms and continues to curse until I start again with the egg tool, and once again the state of need takes her to a point where she can no longer articulate a word.
“I can do this for as long as it takes. I can do it until you are entirely dehydrated, and then I will soak you in water and start over again.”
“I drink water,” she manages to get out before once again collapsing against my legs.
“Then I’ll give you water to drink before I start over again. I suppose I’ll have to feed you too. I don’t want you passing out. I don’t want you missing a single moment of the experience. I am going to take very, very good care of you. Each and every one of your needs will be catered to, so I can ensure that you stay here, like this, for as long as it takes to break you of the habit of being an unrepentant criminal.”
I pull the tool from her sex for a moment. I want to see what physical impacts are left behind. Her lips are swollen and there is a trail of arousal leading from them all the way down over the little bud that has peeked out from the hood of flesh that kept it hidden before. I take my time inspecting her pussy for any signs of damage. I don’t want to hurt her. I want to punish her. I want to make her sore. But I don’t want to do the slightest bit of harm to her in any way. I do, however, want to find her limits and take her all the way up to them.
The moment the toy leaves her body, something changes. I feel a shift in her energy and see it in her expression. Something is wrong.
Suli
Something is happening to me. Something is happening deep inside my brain. The shifting of neurons is starting to feel like a cascade. I feel something snap inside. Or maybe not so much snap as much as crack, pop, and fizz. It wouldn’t surprise me if smoke came out of my ears.
Something inside me just broke. It’s like a little dyke that has been inside my head all these years has suddenly disappeared, and a cascade of pure fucking terror I didn’t even know I had dammed up inside me is bursting through my mind, bathing every single thought in a coating of thick, choking fear.
“What’s wrong?” Thorn’s voice seems to come from very, very far away.
“Everything.”
I want to curl up and hide, and I also want to run away, but I can’t run because I’m dizzy as hell, so though I have the impossible-to-ignore urge to get the hell away, I can’t. And I also don’t know what I’m even trying to get away from. I’m trying to get away from myself, I think. But I can’t crawl out of my own skin. I’m stuck in here with me and it’s fucking awful.
Thorn
The human has turned pale and clammy. Sweat seems to be dripping from her every pore simultaneously as she fights for breath.
“What is wrong?”
“I don’t know,” she rasps. “I don’t know what is happening. I think something broke inside me.”
I did intend to break her, but not like this. I was planning a more subtle, and frankly, enjoyable response. I wanted to see her beg for mercy and admit all her wrongdoing. I did not want an actual medical event to ensue.
“Sona! Call for the doctor!”
“As you wish, my alpha,” Sona says, dutifully behaving without a hint of concern. I like being alpha, and I like my temperament. But there are times like these in which I wish I had some of his controlled equanimity. I’ve never seen anything rattle Sona ever. He seems almost like the human in terms of how immune he is to crises. Somewhat like the human was, I suppose. Until she wasn’t.