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 Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2021 12:17 am
☠『Wynter』☠ Wynter's small body curled up in a tight ball, taking each lash to her side and back with a muffled scream. Everything was piling up already, all the pain becoming more intense by the second as new lashes were made.
"N-No..."
Her voice cracked and already sounded pretty beaten, but she stubbornly refused to give in yet. She would rather just pass out and face whatever was next than give up this easy. Her wide eyes just stayed glued to the floor, promising herself she could take one more, another after that, and the next few after that.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2021 5:44 pm
Jun
Jun beat Wynter with the whip a few more times, the whip slapping across her back and splitting her skin open repeatedly.
She's close to breaking.
He did not relent, having absolutely no mercy. Jun whipped her back, her legs, her arms, everywhere. He slapped her again. And again. And again.
"Jun Ryujin is your master. Say it!"
The longer she didn't cave, the more callous he was becoming.
She's just a weak little human... But she's too stubborn for her own good. I need to step it up a notch.
Jun was frowning coldly, down at her body, which was bleeding from all of the slash marks breaking her skin open. He put the classic whip back in the cabinet. And then he put the barbed whip in his dominant hand, swung his hand back, and then thrusted his hand forward--The spikes on the new whip dragged across her backside, shredding holes and lots of long slash marks. Her wounds were now having new wounds over the top of the first set, which would cause even more pain.
"You belong to me. Who is your master, slut cow-!?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2021 7:17 pm
Demitrious Varibon Reseria
Looking at her with a raised eyebrow, he sighs and sits back against his cushioned seat, looking straight ahead at nothing.
"You do realize you're going to have to step it up in order to be the bride of a very important prince. You know that right?"
Demitrious turns to look at her again, this time his gaze piercing through her timidness directly into her soul. The atmosphere turns cold and serious.
"If you want, I can send you home, I am pretty sure you would like that, considering your lack of effort and lack of sympathy towards your surroundings. You come from a very very lush country in terms of vegetation. You also have an abundance of fish, resources from the ocean. Resria does not have that. We have.... this."
Gesturing outside, the prince tries to drive home his.... manipulation onto her, trying to get her to feel false sympathy towards him and his people, trying to make her feel bad. Shrubs, desert rock and sands seem to be everywhere outside of the little district he was just in for the clothing. The sun bleaching everything down in the soil. Some Cacti.
"Reseria really relies on the mages who contribute to our vegitations in the castle, in the city, and in some districts of the town we are in. A lot of forethought and planning comes to maintaining out prosperity. A lot of capital, a lot of law, and a lot of hard labor in the form of outsourced mages. You are a beacon to those mages, the talent that we export from your country. You have an obligation to provide security and safety to both your mages, and our People who have come to rely on you. Right now you are being very selfish by the way you are acting, I am trying my very best to be accommodating in the transition from your castle to ours. So try to show some respect and stop feeling so.... hesitant on things. I have the best interests in mind whenever we go shopping, and I very much wish to be intimate with you and I am showing you my kindness, now where is yours?"
After saying that little... Monologue, he makes sure to look out the window, waiting for the weight of what he said to hit her like a ton of bricks. Not being able to help himself, a small grin forms on the edge of his mouth. In his mind he says: "Gottcha."
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2021 8:01 pm
☠『Wynter』☠ Wynter let out muffled screams of pain at the next few hits, she could feel her own blood soaking her clothes and skin at this point. Her mind began to haze, growing stuck on thinking about nothing but just how BADLY this hurt. She kept her mouth glued shut throughout the last lashes with the thin whip, shaking violently when they sudden ceased.
I can take a few more, just a few more right....? I'm not done, I won't be done.
Lying to herself was the best she could do to keep her from giving up and saying what eh wanted right then and there to spare herself anything else. She dared to uncover her arms from her face, eyes wide and filled with pained tears as she laid eyes on the other whip. Her eyes went very wide, dread making her absolutely freeze. She quickly curled right back up on the floor, shutting her eyes tight and bracing.
The scream she let out was far louder than her previous shrieks, dragging her nails on the stone ground as the impact was felt. Her volume increased as it tore across her back so savagely. She couldn't take it, no matter how strong she tried to be. Finally, she just gave up and said it just to appease him.
"Y-You are-!" She yelled, biting her sleeve to muffle her pained sobs. It was so humiliating and frustrating she couldn't handle this. All that s**t talking for what? ******** nothing.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2021 11:44 pm
KisaThe Beacon of Light
Kisa blinked at him, for a moment, before looking away nervously. She had to... step... it... up...? But... she was doing fine, wasn't she? She didn't everything he told her to do...
Her eyes flicked back over to him when he stared at her, a small shiver running down her spine as she instantly saw him glaring at her, as if he was trying to pierce into her very soul.
"Aa! N-No, please don't send me back-!" She squeaked out, the fear of that very concept washing over her like a violent tidal wave set on drowning her to death. She did want to go home, but going home meant her father would die, as well as a lot of innocent people. So, while she missed her home and her church, she never wanted to go back to Aquaria. Ever.
Kisa followed his hand gesture and looked where he was motioning to, outside. It was desert, and sand... It was true that Aquaria was much nicer, in terms of wild life, scenery, and foliage. But Reserians had done this to their own land... while she didn't really blame anyone in current times, it just meant their history had made the land the desert that it was today. So this place had been the same for so many years, they had grown accustomed to having a hot climate and sand. They took from Aquarians and Fraerarians instead. Everything they couldn't get out of a desert, they stole from her people. Even killed her people over it... She felt horribly ashamed that she still did feel sympathy for them, because she had been told so many stories about the atrocities that Reserians had done to her people. She had seen a little with her own eyes, too. But, at the same time, it was hard not to pity or feel compassion for people, no matter how terrible they had been to her own.
The Aquarian's eyes got wet, slowly filling more and more with tears. One thing she had no realized was how her getting married to him impacted both countries considerably. She had originally only thought she was sparing her father and her people from getting slaughtered. But maybe this marriage of the two lands had a much larger impact than first thought. And, not only that, but Demitrious really thought this was being kind? He thought she was being disrespectful? She instantly felt guilty that he got that impression from her. He had already tormented her and done things against her will, especially when they were alone in his bedroom. She was so traumatized that she really hadn't been thinking about he felt, except for trying her best not to piss him off.
A few tears managed to dribble out, leaking down her face as she looked down at the floor of the carriage, horrified with herself. Her heart dropped down into the pit of her stomach, making the elf feel as though she might puke it out.
I've been so busy, finding everything so traumatizing... so sad to leave home... Being so... so selfish... My feelings don't matter here... What is wrong with me... I should be grateful they even let me do this to spare Father's life... It's... horrifying... to me... all these things Demitrious keeps making me do... but I should handle it better... I'm the one that's different, and the one that's not used to this stuff... It's my fault...
Kisa started to cry quietly, trembling softly and feeling ashamed of herself.
"I-I'm sorry... I-I didn't mean for it to seem like I'm ungrateful... I'll... I'll try h-harder... I promise..."
Just... please... don't send me back...
Finally.
Jun stared down at her with his golden steel cold gaze, still feeling no sympathy at all for the poor girl. He was used to murder and war and violence. He often interrogated prisoners, so this was child's play for him. He had zero empathy for her, even if she was a frail human. She was simply a slave--And she would learn her damn place in this world.
"Not good enough. Say it again, completely. Jun Ryujin is your master. You are my slave. My toy. You are my property."
The dragon tapped his boot up against her a** to get her attention, since she was busy being a sobbing mess. He held up the barbed whip, at the ready.
"Say "You are my Master". Do it. Now."
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2021 12:32 am
☠『Wynter』☠ Her entire body jolted when Jun prodded her with his foot, making a cry of pain escape her lips at the hot pain from all the slashes across her body. This level of pain was pretty severe to her, as maybe the worst amount of pain she had ever been in was breaking a few bones over the course of her sad life.
The girl's hands shakily covered her mouth, slowly curling up and shaking her head. She couldn't, no, would not say it again. Wasn't the shame of saying it once enough for this b*****d? Apparently not...
"I already said i-it once.... Why isn't that good enough for y-you..." She muttered, voice all broken and scratchy from her shrieking.
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2021 4:41 pm
Jun
Jun cocked his head to the side a bit, staring down at her supple form.
"Are you questioning me, slave?" He asked, before kneeling down on the ground to get closer to her level. He quickly smacked her on the head, with only a bit of his strength, but even only a little from the dragon would hurt a normal human and most likely give a headache.
"I want you to say it again because the first time wasn't good enough. 'You are'? No no no. I want to hear it correctly. You must say the word 'Master'--'You are my master', specifically. I don't allow my pets to do anything half-assed. You are avoiding that word because you are still in denial. Say it correctly, and admit your place, or I will continue with this lashing."
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2021 6:15 pm
☠『Wynter』☠ Wynter tensed up when she heard him move down to her, rightfully so since he smacked the crap out of the side of her head afterwards. She would give a sharp grunt and wince, slowly glancing up at him in anger. She grew sick of looking at him, so once again she looked at the floor.
I don't have to mean it. At all. It's just a bullshit statement. Is it seriously worth more of this crap?
"You're...." Wynter would start, and go silent for a moment as she tried to get herself to just say the stupid phrase. It made it harder to focus when both her body and head throbbed now. She would quietly wipe her eyes and give a shaky sigh. "my master.... Or do I have to say it again for deaf ears..."She would quietly grumble, hoping he would just accept that and maybe just lock her up somewhere instead of this torment.
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2021 7:19 pm
Jun
Jun didn't say a word. He would accept her lame attempt, for now. He was being nice. He just grabbed her by the arm and yanked her up to stand upright, which most likely failed horribly after the lashing she just had. He let out an annoyed sigh that it was hard for her to stand on her own, so he instead picked her up and threw her over his shoulder like a potato sack.
He brought her back upstairs, out of the mini dungeon. The dragon carried her into a large, luxurious bathroom (for the standards of medieval times, anyway). He set Wynter down, whether she was able to stand, or not, she would have to figure it out.
The bathtub was already filled with warm water, which was something slaves usually didn't get to bathe in. They got already-used, recycled cold water from someone else's bath, or five. A clean, warm bath was a whole new level for someone that had been shafted like her.
"Wash up. There's clothes on the counter there. And don't bother trying to run away, unless you want me to break your legs."
With that he promptly walked out, shutting the door behind him.
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2021 7:19 pm
Demitrious Varibon Reseria
Seeing his words have hit their mark, he internally grins while moving to look back at her. Seeing that she is softly crying and looking down, the prince moves his hand and brushes the hair out of her face.
"Only children cry Kisa, you are the princess of Aqueria, you should hold yourself more regally. "
After he says that, Demitrious looks away and crosses his arms.
"Well, since you understand the picture, I will not ask to send you back home again since it means a lot that you stay here. I would like you to show how much you care by doing the things I ask of you. Sincerely hope that you mature enough to understand the bigger picture. All of it has meaning'
Kind of getting carried away by forcing the message "Wear what I want", Demitrious smiles to himself and then looks back at her.
"What would you like to eat?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2021 12:14 am
☠『Wynter』☠ Wynter was a bit unnerved by the silence from him, silently clenching her jaw and preparing for another lovely lash. She was startled when he attempted to yank her up, she wobbled and her knees buckled underneath her with the sharp protest from pretty much everywhere on her body. It irritated her too, her body just caved so easily. She made another quiet noise of pain when Jun just picked her up and slung her over his shoulder, shakily raising her arm to hit him at first, but she quickly decided against it when she remember he could fling her across a room.
The girl didn't say a word the entire way, wincing every time her body shifted or moved. She narrowed her eyes slightly when they arrived at a pretty damn high class bathroom. Nothing like she'd ever set foot in. The second she was set down, she tried to keep standing, but ended up just sliding down on her knees and cringing with the sharp protest her body gave. She simply stared over at the water in the bath, not being able to help the semi-surprised look on her face. It had been nothing but cold water buckets for her entire life.
Her silver eyes were laced with suspicion and confusion at what she considered "nice" treatment. The silence after the dragon male left made her feel even more dazed and out of place. She debated for a pretty long time about whether or not to get in, finally too tempted by warm clean water to pass it up. She stripped her torn-to-s**t clothes off, and with a lot of struggle, got in and soaked. It was very uncomfortable for her cuts at first, but after a bit it was nice and soothing. She felt so tired she could just sleep in it... but not with Jun within a mile radius.
The wintry girl felt stuck for another while, but forced her aching body to get up and out. The water was pink with her blood when she looked back at it. She sighed sharply as she sank back to the floor, reaching up to the counter to see what clothes she was offered. She still refused to like any of this, but... a bath was sort of nice.
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2021 1:48 pm
KisaThe Beacon of Light
Kisa's lip quivered softly, and she bit down on it a little bit to try and make it stop. At the age of sixteen, she technically still was a child, even if she was old enough to give consent. And she also had never acted as a princess, until this whole marriage thing. But that was beside the point. She had to grow up and act like an adult, as well as get a crash course on how-to-be-a-princess, right away.
Her heart was aching again, resisting the urge to cry more. She had to keep the despair at bay... at least in front of someone. Kisa gently wiped the tears away, but kept her eyes down at the floor of the carriage. Being asked what she would like to eat gave her a small amount of anxiety, as she was scared to honestly answer such a question in fear of offending him again.
"Whatever you w-would like..."
As Wynter took a warm bath, her lash marks slowly began to heal. The cuts mended together, and reformed back as closed skin, although they were still apparent scars. The bath was still tinted with her blood, but the pain of her wounds had vanished.
On the counter was under garments. Bra and panties. And two towels to dry off with. And literally nothing else.
After a few minutes to let her get dried off and dressed, a petite knock sounded on the bathroom door.
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2021 7:40 pm
☠『Wynter』☠ The girl would be shocked the wounds had healed with the water, tracing over one of the new long scars that ran down her shoulder and part of her upper arm. With a soft frown, she stood up and glanced over at what was provided for her. She stared at the four items, narrowing her eyes. Jun said clothes... So did he mean that-? She wasn't entirely sure what to do at first, did he expect her to ask for actual clothes? She sighed sharply, snatching the towels and drying her body off, as well as her hair so that it didn't drip everywhere. Then she slipped on the undergarments.
The sudden knock at the door made her flinch, holding the towel to her chest as she eyed the door silently. From what she gathered of her "Master", he wasn't one to knock. She wrapped the towel around her body despite technically being covered, scooting back against the counter.
"...What is it-?" She made a silly attempt to sound threatening by lowering her voice, just hoping whoever it was wasn't looking to fight her too.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2021 11:22 pm
Chii
"Aa... Umn... S-Sorry... to bother you..."
A timid, feminine voice came from behind the door. She was much too scared of walking in on Wynter trying to get out of the bathtub to try turning the door knob. She didn't want to be rude, either.
"Master said I need to t-take your measurements... f-for clothing... umn... if that's... okay...?" Chii asked, hoping maybe the girl on the other side would open the door herself once she was ready. Once Chii got Wynter's measurements, hopefully she could get some real clothing... Hopefully was the key word.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2021 11:35 pm
☠『Wynter』☠ Wynter would be pretty surprised at a rather timid voice answering the door. It made her relax though, gently standing up off the counter she had backed herself up against. She furrowed her brows, confused by all of this. Why was she being fitted for clothes? What did it matter if they fit her, or not? Wasn't she just... temporary?
With a half scowl, she would slowly approach the door. The girl on the other side had to be slave, with her meek voice and using "Master". She would stand in front of the door for a quiet moment, before sighing and sloooowly cracking it open, just so she could peek her silver eyes out and see just who was sent to her.
"....Why would I need to get fitted for something... Instead of just handed plain crap..."
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