The muscles of her arms were weary from holding her weight and her wrists were chaffed from the ropes twisted around them. She'd long since lost feeling in her hands, but she knew there wouldn't be any relief. If she strained hard enough she could just barely touch the ground with her toes. It'd been nearly a whole day since her captor had come to visit. His absence was both a relief and a torment. If he were here he'd be torturing her, but her arms would get a rest. It was a choice between pains at the moment and she'd rather have the one she wasn't feeling, so when she heard the door open she felt a tinge of happiness. Her tail swept left and right in a half attempted wag that didn't go missed by the man standing on the stairs. "I've got you looking forward to seeing me now."
"You know, there's something sexy about a beaten woman." Cinna remarked, brushing the backs of his fingers down Crepe's cheek. It was swollen from the gash leading down from the corner of her eye. The flesh was still red, but there wasn't any sign of infection. That was to be expected. Pixie always made sure his victims were well tended. "Are you sure you don't wanna give this pain to someone else? It'll make it all go away." The more she resisted the more he wanted to break her. It was an extreme form of foreplay for him. "No, I guess your not ready yet, but we can fix that." He held her lower lip between his fingers, stopping the tremble that had taken hold of it when she'd tried to speak. "Where should we cut this time?" His fingers trailed beneath her chin and tilted her head up. There was already a long-cut that curved from her left ear towards the front of her neck. Couldn't cut there again, not yet. More incomplete stuff!
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What a beautiful creature she was. Even bruised and broken. The discoloration he'd caused on her face only added to her attraction, because he had been the one to cause it. Her pain belonged to him and he planned to bathe her in it. The more she suffered, the more of his she would be.
"I love you, Lolli. No matter how you are. Do you think he could love you like this? I don't. I don't think anyone will love you when I'm done. It'll just be me, but even I won't give it to you, because you deserve this pain. To be as unwanted as you made me." Somehow she still managed to look lost and confused as if she couldn't comprehend that he would do this. That he would hit her. Hold her down. Force himself on top of her. She was just waiting for him to laugh and say it was a joke and then they could go back to normal like it had never happened. It was that look and that hope that he wanted to destroy. "He tried to take you from me and you were going to let him. You were going to give him everything, so I'm going to take something he can never steal back. I'll take your vision of the world. That lovely innocence you have. I'll trap you in this moment so you'll always belong to me and we can have our forever." She flinched when his hand brushed her cheek. The fear of being hit again overwhelming her hopes. For him, it was a wonderful reaction. Every response she made to him was and he planned to savor each one. "That's right, be afraid. Fear me more." Lolli cried out in pain as he twisted her hair in his hand and jerked her head up. His tongue warm against her cheek as he licked his way up to her eye. Her lashes tickling his lips as he spoke. "Cry for me, so I can taste your tears on my tongue. Scream for me, so I can hear your pain in my ears." Her body jerked as his teeth bit down on her skin. Harder his teeth pressed until an imprint began to form, but still he gave no relief until the sweet taste of her tears slid past his lips. Lolli was confused and frightened. The latter being something new for her. Her cheek stung where he'd bit her and her scalp was starting to hurt from the strain of him pulling her hair. She didn't know why Cinna was doing this. She'd thought they were friends. At first she thought maybe he was playing, but it was a cruel game. "Why don't you hit me?" His voice taunted as if he knew what she was feeling. "You want to run away don't you? Maybe if you hit me hard enough I'll let go." She fidgeted with those words, being reminded that her legs were bound by the panties twisted around her ankles. His foot rested over the clothing, holding them down and making it impossible for her to push the fabric over her feet. If she hit him hard enough like he said then maybe he'd move and she could get free, but "Th.. that's mean.." Her voice cracked, causing her to stutter in uncertainty. Cinna couldn't help, but laugh at Lolli's obvious response. "You're far too honest of a girl." The touch of his hand was almost comforting as he stroked her cheek. "Too pure.. and kind.. so innocent.. unknowing of the cruelty of the world.." The more he said the darker his expression became. Those were things he'd fallen in love with and were now the things that made him hate her. He wanted to destroy it all. "You'd rather me fuck you then hit me? What do you think he'd think of you if I told him that? Maybe you really do want it." "That's... not true." She lacked any form of assertion. It just wasn't part of her nature. He would teach her though."Then prove it. Hit me." She curled her hand into a fist as she mulled over what he wanted. Would he really let her go if she hit him? Was it mean to hit him if he had asked her to do it? Or would it be mean to not do what he asked? She just didn't know anymore. All of this was so far from what she knew. She was supposed to be a good girl and good girls didn't hit people. "Hit me." He repeated snapping her out of her thoughts with both words and a tug on her hair. "Okay!" She spoke louder than she meant to; starting to panic. It was still a few seconds later before she lifted her hand. "Okay.." She whispered again, more to herself than him. She was starting to test his patience as she brought her hand closer inch by agonizingly slow inch. It was when she lightly tapped her palm to his face that the side of his mouth twitched with annoyance. She was staring at him with wide eyes as if she had truly done something bad and was afraid that he might actually be hurt. Her utter lack of self awareness and the position she was in was almost infuriating. He could remedy that, though. Her expression changed to one of almost joy as he untangled his fingers from her hair. It was likely she believed he was going to let her go. She was dense enough to believe something like that. She probably thought that she won the "game" and he was going to enjoy watching the disappointment fall over her face when the truth hit her. Quite literally. An audible crack sounded as the back of his hand connected with the side of her face. His fingers clamped around her jaw, forcing her to look back at him while his other hand twisted her arm back and pinned it up over her head when she'd disbelievingly reached for her cheek. "Do you want to hit me now?" Her initial shock kept the pain from hitting her all at once. Instead it was more of a dull throb that grew into a stinging ache. Her eyes swam with tears, blurring her vision of him as she was made to look at him and for the first time she saw not with the eyes of innocence, but of those of someone who understood fear. He was a monster. "Let me go.." She pleaded, pulling and twisting against his grip. |
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