Tail Between Her Legs
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Category:
Fantasy & Science Fiction › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
Views:
6,911
Reviews:
32
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Bandaged
Kyra was vaguely aware of the pairs of hands that were currently working on and around her wound, stitching it closed carefully. The pain was surprisingly dull, although her head throbbed – they must have drugged her with something, she concluded groggily, thought stirring lazily in her drug induced stupor.
Drifting in and out of consciousness she finally managed to stay awake long enough to get a good view of the pair nursing her. A young man with a scraggly mop of red hair was busy wrapping thick strips of gauze bandages around her wounded abdomen, tutting to himself as he lifted hard green eyes.
“It’s a shame Master Aerin feels the need to damage the slaves so early in their lives… sadistic minded, he is. Ah well, at least such things won’t come as a surprise to her later on in the game…” he murmured coarsely to the stout woman standing behind him, busy juggling various jars and rolls of bandages in her arms. She nodded remotely, pursing her lips as she eyed the disrobed cat demon.
“She is a beauty, even for a demon,” she remarked with a sigh, shaking her head as she cast her gaze down sadly. “He won’t be letting this one roam free anytime soon, I can predict. Unless she’s in a casket, of course. Let’s just pray she does well tonight…”
The pair nodded in silent agreement as the young man rubbed a cool ointment upon her tender wrists and bruised limbs, at last bringing at least some relief. She fell limp once again in her bonds, allowing herself another short nap, her fiery agony forgotten for the time being.
However, it wasn’t long before it soon returned.
“Wakey, wakey my pet...”
She eased her eyes open at the sound of the singsong voice, the effect of the drugs seeming to have worn off. Unfortunately. There was a sharp pain in her side as she shifted and caused her to draw in a ragged breath. Vincent smiled in some form of appreciation, caressing the bandages that were wrapped firmly around the wound, encircling her body.
“Oh dear, I did hurt you quite a bit, didn’t I? Ah well – my actions are always for a purpose. Let us hope you understand what that purpose was, for I am in no mood to shed any more of your blood this eve. Actually, I am, but I don’t wish to hassle the dear doctors and nurses too much in one day, you see…”
She remained in stony silence, teeth gritted as he voiced his twisted explanation.
Slowly, Vincent let his hand roam up her bandaged stomach and between her breasts, long fingers curling around her neck. He held her loosely, although the mere presence threatened something tighter if she fought. “The guests are arriving, my kitten… we must get you downstairs to prepare,”
He placed a chaste kiss against hollow of her throat before pulling away. He glared at her hard.
“I don’t expect any protests from you.”
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Author\'s Note: Sorry for the wait + shortness!! I\'ll try to be faster next time with the update, I promise. Puh-lease R&R, it\'s appreciated!! <3
Author\'s Note x2: Okay, I broke my promise, but I have been awfully busy as of late. Plus I\'ve been suffering from some major writer\'s block. Yeah, excuses. I\'m sorry, really. I\'ll try to make the next chapter longer, but that means it will take longer. Keep checking in!!
Drifting in and out of consciousness she finally managed to stay awake long enough to get a good view of the pair nursing her. A young man with a scraggly mop of red hair was busy wrapping thick strips of gauze bandages around her wounded abdomen, tutting to himself as he lifted hard green eyes.
“It’s a shame Master Aerin feels the need to damage the slaves so early in their lives… sadistic minded, he is. Ah well, at least such things won’t come as a surprise to her later on in the game…” he murmured coarsely to the stout woman standing behind him, busy juggling various jars and rolls of bandages in her arms. She nodded remotely, pursing her lips as she eyed the disrobed cat demon.
“She is a beauty, even for a demon,” she remarked with a sigh, shaking her head as she cast her gaze down sadly. “He won’t be letting this one roam free anytime soon, I can predict. Unless she’s in a casket, of course. Let’s just pray she does well tonight…”
The pair nodded in silent agreement as the young man rubbed a cool ointment upon her tender wrists and bruised limbs, at last bringing at least some relief. She fell limp once again in her bonds, allowing herself another short nap, her fiery agony forgotten for the time being.
However, it wasn’t long before it soon returned.
“Wakey, wakey my pet...”
She eased her eyes open at the sound of the singsong voice, the effect of the drugs seeming to have worn off. Unfortunately. There was a sharp pain in her side as she shifted and caused her to draw in a ragged breath. Vincent smiled in some form of appreciation, caressing the bandages that were wrapped firmly around the wound, encircling her body.
“Oh dear, I did hurt you quite a bit, didn’t I? Ah well – my actions are always for a purpose. Let us hope you understand what that purpose was, for I am in no mood to shed any more of your blood this eve. Actually, I am, but I don’t wish to hassle the dear doctors and nurses too much in one day, you see…”
She remained in stony silence, teeth gritted as he voiced his twisted explanation.
Slowly, Vincent let his hand roam up her bandaged stomach and between her breasts, long fingers curling around her neck. He held her loosely, although the mere presence threatened something tighter if she fought. “The guests are arriving, my kitten… we must get you downstairs to prepare,”
He placed a chaste kiss against hollow of her throat before pulling away. He glared at her hard.
“I don’t expect any protests from you.”
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Author\'s Note: Sorry for the wait + shortness!! I\'ll try to be faster next time with the update, I promise. Puh-lease R&R, it\'s appreciated!! <3
Author\'s Note x2: Okay, I broke my promise, but I have been awfully busy as of late. Plus I\'ve been suffering from some major writer\'s block. Yeah, excuses. I\'m sorry, really. I\'ll try to make the next chapter longer, but that means it will take longer. Keep checking in!!