Shea: {Mumbling} So here we are again, I've already had two weeks of this, I suppose some people would think I should be used to it by now.

 

 

Destro: Ready for me pet? Well the magic should be kicking in soon and you'll be mine again. You look a little tired, perhaps I should let those restraints off.

 

 

Destro: Now that's it, just let it happen, you know struggling won't help you.

 

 

Shea: No...this...it isn't...right.

 

 

Destro: That isn't your concern little lion, you're just here for my pleasure you little whore.

 

 

Destro: Aaaa. I can see your body has gotten used to me, perhaps I should let the men have their way with you as well.

 

 

Shea: I...can...get...through this.

 

 

Destro: What was that slut?

 

 

Destro: Now that's better. On your knees, taking a cock, right where you belong.

 

 

Shea: No, it isn't, I belong on a throne...rea- {Gags}

 

 

Destro: Still a bit of rebellion in you, seems I won't at least make this a slightly more pleasurable experience for you.

 

 

Destro: {Laughing} Ohhh. That's good. Good job that magic is inhibiting the use of your fangs, otherwise I imagine you'd be biting. 

 

 

Destro: But I do like a bit of rebellion, it reminds you who's in power and who isn't

 

 

Destro: And I think that it's working wonderfully for you

 

 

Shea: Fucking...bastard...I'll have...your head.

 

 

Shea: Yes I...said it...bastard.

 

 

Destro: You fucking whore! Now I think you deserve something else, something painful, maybe an ass fucking?

 

 

Shea: {Sobs} For...Solomia, I have to...get through this.

 

 

Shea: {Crying} I can...do this.

 

 

Shea: Who...am I...kidding? I can't...do this...

 

 

Destro: Oh you can do this, you have to...otherwise I'll just keep on whipping and caning you until you give in. I suppose I could even cut off a hand if I wanted.

 

 

Destro: But I won't, I like my whores with both hands, but scars and cuts from whips, those I can handle.

 

 

Destro: Accept your new reality Shea, the quicker you understand it the easier it'll be.

 

 

Destro: You are nothing.

 

 

Destro: You are a slut, that's all you are.

 

 

Shea: {Mumbling between sobs} I'm more than you could ever know.

 

 

Shea: I'll...always...be more.

 

 

 

Destro: Did I hear right? You want more?

 

 

Shea: I...I...{Sobs}

 

 

Destro: Get some rest little lion, you're going to need it for tomorrow.

 

 

 

 

Shea: What is it I used to do at home, dream these things away.

 

 

Shea: Aaaa! My happy place, a calm village. I think I gave it a name, but that was centuries ago.

 

 

Shea: Wait the sky doesn't turn dark like that normall-

 

 

Molag Bal: Surprise daughter!

 

 

Molag Bal: I think you're in a spot of bother. {Laughs} I thought your experience with me would've prepared you for it, but you were broken so quickly. I almost envy him you know? Being able to break someone so quickly, it was almost swifter than how I broke you.

 

 

Molag Bal: But I come with an offer for you, die in this cell, or accept my help, for some time in...servitude of me.

 

 

Shea: And if I refuse?!

 

 

Molag Bal: I don't recall it being a choice daughter.

 

 

Shea: So you think that because you can save me from rape and torture, that you can do what you want with me?!

 

 

Shea: That's swapping a dagger in the stomach for a sword!

 

 

Molag Bal: I have to admire how you can still make a joke in your predicament. But as I said, it wasn't. A. Choice.

 

 

To be continued...