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Re: An Eye for an Eye (Aust; GM'd by MAF)
Aust: "I...I am not a puppet! I found a man that connected with me on a deeper level then just hobbies or passions!" She stamped her foot down, sounding equally angry, the words coming out just as Cyril expected. She wanted to say something else but she wasn't sure she could.
RJ: "WE LOVED EACH OTHER BASED ON MORE THAN THAT DAMN YOU!" Udon roared as a nearby guard pointed their gun at Udon, causing him to sit back down. "I know it's a lie. I know it. I know it, Sena. I read all of that nonsense he wrote. He's your true soulmate? Boarshit. He has done something to you, I know it. I will save you, Sena."
Aust: "And what makes you think it's a lie?! Save me how?! Why do you think I need saving?! So I can go back to your camp and get abused because I'm not "strong" enough?! It's like hitting a moving target and I'm always missing! I...I just..." Sena began rambling as she buried her face in her hands, quite frustrated with herself. She wanted to say so much more.
RJ: Her words struck Udon. Facts hurt the most of all. Powerless, Udon hung his head. Silent. "... You truly love this... Man... Over me?"
People were gathering outside. Cyril was getting the crowd ready for the wedding.
Aust: "I...Well...I just...Can't..." Her head was twisted. On the one part, she had more or less sworn her life to Cyril, ready to give herself to him completely. But seeing Udon stirred up something inside her. She wanted to push it down. To silence it and just go on with her life. But she couldn't bury it. She clenched the sides of her head, almost ready to scream before she stared at Udon, her regular voice finally breaking through. "U..Udon...help...me...I...I can't stand it!"
RJ: Her desired words fought with Cyril's power. Thrashing about, ready to scream as Cyril's influence kept her trapped. But she was barraged with memories of Cyril and his words to her. It was no coincidence that she came so quickly with him when compared to Udon. Her mind filled with her vows told to Cyril, and Cyril's words to her. The contest of will resulted in her struggled words. "U... Udon... Yes..." she replied, her actual desired words leaving her mind as she thought them. Words left her mouth before she'd even realized she spoke them. "I love him with mind, heard, body and soul." As Cyril said she did. "He completes me. I'm going to marry him." she said, before the next thing she knew, she was no longer in the cells. All memory of after she spoke those words was gone. Now she stood in her dress, walking up through the concrete building holding a bouquet of flowers given to her by a mage.
Her feet moved on their own, she walked up towards Cyril, and joined him at the top. He ran his hands along her body, stopping to feel her ass. The crowd chuckled, seeing no harm as the hard pinch of his fingers brought her pleasure. Udon sat in the audience, bound and sealed so he could do nothing as he watched with a defeated expression, his beloved being groped by that man. "Cyril, do you swear to love and to hold Sena for the rest of your life, till death do you part?" a man wearing fancy clothes (for Crolia) inquired. "I do." Cyril said. "Sena...." The man began. His words flew over Sena's head, much the same as Cyril, but as a devoted wife. "... Till death do you part?" he asked her.
That's when Udon picked up his head, and watched. Sena suddenly felt different. The magic had faded. Just for this moment, she was free of the enthrallment. Cyril grinned as if this was all part of his plan. Udon, as if the letter to him contained it, somehow seemed to know as well that Sena was free. However, despite the magic that faded, Cyril lost none of his charm. As he smiled at her, the inner realizations that be within Sena's mind would realize that Cyril lied not. All the feelings she felt were her own. It made her obey, that was all. Sena was here willingly. She had agreed to marry him of her own free will.
"Will you marry me, Sena?" his words echoed through her head. It wasn't a command. He didn't command her.
"I will. Make us one."
The final question hung in the air. Everyone waited for Sena to say, "I do."
"Do you understand now, Sena, my love?" Cyril whispered to her. "You always wanted me, since the very beginning when we made love."
Aust: What happened between her time in the cells after speaking those words and her standing in a dress became a complete blur. Here she was, dolled up for the crowd and ready to swear herself to Cyril. She had to admit, she never thought she'd be wearing any sort of dress in her life, nor holding such a lovely bouquet of flowers. It was like something out of a dream and she was living every second of it. She ignored the fact that she was moving without realizing it, that he was openly groping her during the ceremony and that the vows were being exchanged. Her turn came up and this caused her to pause. Something was stopping her from saying yes and she wasn't sure what. She glanced for a moment to see Udon staring at her as a moment of realization came over her.
She was freed. No magic or anything was holding her down and she was more or less her own woman again. But Cyrils expression told her he knew this too, or at least that's what it seemed like. She wasn't afraid of him, or repulsed by him. She in fact really did have feelings for him, the decision to be here was hers. He wasn't giving orders or commands and he was just gloating now as if to bring forth a point.
But her own head was a very different story. It was as if two very different versions of her were having a debate about her future. About who was right and who was wrong. On the one hand, it was the old her: a boisterous, confident warrior with a habit of getting in over her head but having her heart in the right place. She was wearing her armor and was standing strong and confident again the version of her now: kowtowed, submissive, dressed in a flowing gown, an entirely different woman who was willing to submit to a man she felt completed her.
Armored Sena: "You can't seriously think this is a good idea, do you? You're free! Tell the man off, grab Udon and run!
Bride Sena:"What good would that do?" The dress version of her asked. "You two are alone, deep in enemy lands. Udon is sealed, you don't have weapons. You'd be recaptured in a heartbeat. Udon would be killed on the spot and Cyril wouldn't give you a second chance. You'll be a public toilet by the end of the month"
Armored Sena:"Better to fight then to let that bastard win! He raped us! Twisted our minds into thinking we loved him. How else can you explain all this?! You married Udon for more then the physical attraction or the similar passions. You loved him because he didn't talk down to you, lectured you on every mistake. He respected you for your abilities and only wanted to make you better! How can you think Cyril won't just turn you into a walking baby factory or something!? You'll never hold a sword again and become little more then a submissive housewife. We Crolians don't bend that easily!"
Bride Sena:"You did. You fell apart completely when Cyril fucked you, hell you're practically begging for it. You might be free, but you'll wander back to the cock that satisfies you the most. Hell, Udon would much rather pass you around to animals then spend time with you!" The brides words grew more intense.
Armored Sena:"And what if he does! Even Interceptor had more respect for us then Cyril! That man is a manipulative, demented lunatic and he's going to ruin your life and if he gets his way, Natalie's! Do you want that on your conscious?" The two would continue yelling, the argument progressing beyond the means for many to understand.
Back in the waking world, the question still hung in the air, the crowd waiting for Sena to say yes. But a small fire still seemed to burn and she was going to act and see what happened. "I...I do...not! You...you manipulative pig!" She tossed the flowers back at him and would make her way over to Udon in the hopes of freeing him. Yes, she was weighed down by the dress and her stomach, but it was worth the risk. Yes, a part of her did love Cyril for what he offered, but she still had fond memories with Udon and she couldn't abandon them. She just hoped the gods would listen to her for once and grant her the strength to succeed today.
RJ: A moment's hesitation, and Cyril seized it. Sena said 'I do' before Cyril kissed her on the spot. A cheer erupted from the crowd as Cyril took her lips. A delightful rush hit her when he kissed her, the same as always. Her body and soul reacting only in the best way for Cyril. The man who asked the question on the side declared them husband and wife, before Cyril showed Sena a tattoo that he gave her at some point during her blackout. Right above her breasts was Cyril's name permanently drawn onto her flesh. "You don't fight when I kiss you. When I fuck you. It's true, Sena. You cannot live without me." Cyril said, and all of his words held true. His very dominant kiss left her feeling wet. And wrapped in his arms, she was his plaything. Before Sena could say anything more, Udon was being taken out of the large hall as Cyril kept her lips silent with the kiss. Once he was gone, he let her go.
Aust: That second. That second of breath between do and not condemned her. That moment of weakness and hesitation that essentially sealed her fate as he locked lips with her and froze her in her tracks. Her body wasn't listening to her brain and it would not budge as the declaration was made official. She looked and saw the tattoo on her breast, his name blazed on her skin like a brand. His words stung and stung deep with a hint of truth to them, but she could swear this wasn't what she truly wanted! He still had some magical sway over her! It had to be it! She couldn't even speak as Udon was dragged from the room, no doubt absolutely shattering him.
When she was finally let go, Sena burst into a run to head outside, throwing the lowers to the ground at Cyrils feet. For what felt like the first time in forever, she was crying. So broken and torn between the two men who held sway over her heart. One for his kindness and affection, the other for his domination and passion. "No. No. No. No! Get back here!! In the name of the gods, please!"
RJ: When Sena ran outside, Udon was many yards away, being escorted out by the guards. Meanwhile, Cyril was walking outside, moving to join with Sena as she could not move quickly in the heels she wore. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders once she got outside. "What shall we name the child?" he inquired with a grin, looking to Sena's pregnant belly. "And... The many more children after that?" he asked, his smile wider. Intent on breeding her he was.
Aust: She saw Udon being led away by the guards, but she couldn't get very far very fast in heels and this allowed Cyril to catch up, acting like nothing happened. "You won't touch this child. This was between me and Udon. You won't claim this one, you son of a bitch!" She'd furiously flail her body to break away from him and continue running towards Udon. This may well be her last chance to tell him anything.
RJ: Cyril grabbed Sena and held him close in his arms, one hand running down and pinching her breast. Sena's body locked up as Cyril captured her. "Sena, isn't now a poor time to be having second thoughts? After all, you know in your heart that you cannot resist me. You're weak, I am strong. Someone like you always needs direction, and it's direction I have for you. What would you do without someone to tell you what to do, Sena?" he inquired. "Isn't the most frustrating thing of all when you 'fail' because you cannot do anything on your own? Think of how we met, you fool. You walked right into my hands. You're a horny bitch in denial." His grip got tighter, as his other hand went down to fondle her crotch. "You run your mouth, lie to yourself daily.
But even when I was nothing more than your rapist, you spread your legs for me. You were begging for someone to DOMINATE you! Because you're nothing but a useless bitch!" he declared, before pulling Sena away from the open scene of the town, and back to their room.
His grip was strong, he wasn't wrong when he said he was stronger than her, as he could easily manhandle her back to their room. Bursting through the door and closing it with his foot, he threw Sena onto the bed, before throwing his clothes off. "Put up a fight, Sena." he commanded her. "I will dominate you every hour of every day. I will pound my dick into you. I will make you scream with pleasure until you lose the illusion that you actually have a choice." He declared, removing his pants to unveil his massive stiff rod. "Your pretend game is over, Sena. This is your life, as my bitch!" he said, approaching her with intent.
Aust: She paused momentarily as he grabbed her, her efforts amounting to nothing against his grip. Man must have been the spawn of a god. "Shut up! You stopped me before I could finish back there! Jumped at a pause in my voice! I survived just fine without anyone giving me direction. Not you, not the orcs. Not anyone! I was my own woman!" She continued her now vain struggle as he spoke, not wanting to believe another word of his lies. Everything he had done to her brought her to this point. She had no control over what his powers did to her.
They'd eventually move inside, Sena being tossed on the bed as little more then a rag doll. She'd pull herself up, a look of rage on her face like one she hadn't had before. "Nothing is over! It's never over! So long as I live and breath, I will hate you with every fiber of my being!" She'd climb off the bed and frantically look for some sort of improvised weapon. A lamp, a heavy book, anything. No longer enthralled, her will to fight was coming back. She was not going to waste this chance.
RJ: "Just like when we first met, huh Sena? You know how this ends." He said. As she grabbed a chair with intent to hit him with it, Cyril simply shoved her back down onto the bed and grabbed her dress, savagely ripping it off with his hands and exposing her naked body underneath. Her heart began to quicken, her body responded. "You did, did you? You did just fine? How did you end up with the orcs, Sena? Was it because you're capable? How did you end up with me? Again, you're capable, right?" He inquired, before grabbing the chair in her hands and holding it tight. "Wrong. Now spread your legs, bitch. I'm going to be fucking you all day."
Aust: "It will not end that way, so help me." She said as she grabbed the chair with the intent to smash it over his head. But he would simply shove her back onto the bed and her clothing tore, bearing her body fully. At the same time, her heart raced and her body began reacting. Not the best time for this. Even held down, she'd still fight. "I am Sena Hillguard! Warrior of the Hillguard tribe and though my body has been warped by your machinations, you have not won!" She would not follow his orders, trying to wretch the chair from his grip. She did this not just for herself, but for those not yet born. Their future was in her hands and she could not fail.
RJ: Cyril laughed. "Your last name isn't Hillguard anymore." he stated. Struggling, Sena failed to win against his grappling ability. Especially so as he lined up his cock with her pussy. As his tip touched her entry, Sena felt as if her body was revolting against her. Her inner desires fighting against her, denying her. Desiring him. "Your body is so honest, Sena. Just look at how wet you are. You know you will fail, so why lie? You know you cannot win against me, Sena..." He said to her with a sadistic grin as he leaned in and whispered to her. "Because you WANT to lose!" he declared, before shoving his cock into her waiting folds. "I don't need your confirmation to know I'm right." he said, leaning back and holding her waist. Her arms were free to strike him, but his cock felt so good that she couldn't move her arm. Cyril got his feet up on the bed, drilling directly into Sena's pussy as his heavy balls slapped her ass. "I can tell by how pathetic you look. A whore for my dick." he declared,
Aust: "It is, and I will be buried under that name, you freak!" She spat back as she attempted to struggle and pull the chair away from him but failing. But when his tip touched briefly at the entrance of her pussy, her body began betraying her again. Her desires were rising to the surface and stopping her from fighting back to the fullest of her ability. Even if what he said was true to an extent, the lack of anything truly controlling her was making resistance possible. She didn't want to lose! Her whole life had been nothing but fighting and struggling and the past few months alone was the most fighting she had ever done in all her days.
But him thrusting into her waiting folds changed things drastically. She didn't want this but he was forcing this on her and making further resistance quite difficult. "I...I...I am not...pathetic!" She screamed amidst the constant thrusting and sounds of sex. Though she couldn't move her free arms, she'd continue to try to get them to move, wanting to land a good punch square against his face. If not that, she'd settle for just shoving him off her. Maybe find the chair again.
RJ: Sena truly could do nothing. Her strength was gone. Now that her body was getting what it wanted, it held control over Sena's denial with an iron fist. "Ah, I love dominating you, Sena. And the feeling is mutual, I know~" he cooed, filling her up with his dick rapidly, moaning as he drilled into her effortlessly, not even bothering to hold her down since she could not put up resistance. Sena quickly felt herself approaching climax, while Cyril grinned. "Ready to become mine again, Sena?" he inquired.
Aust: Her strength was gone. Her last font of resistance was tapped and her body would not give her anything back, given it had what it wanted. "S...shut up! Shut up! It's not! I...I am strong!" She said, at least wanting her words to remain her last bastion of strength. But her body was reacting to all this pleasure and she even moaned slightly as she felt herself approaching climax.
"I will never be yours! I will kill you with my bare hands! Snuff the very life out of you and turn your body into scraps for the pigs!"
RJ: He fucked her right to the brink, and held her there, shoving his dick in all the way as he leaned forward, his face to hers. "Then kill me. Or can you not?" he said, taunting her, grabbing her hands forcefully and putting them to his neck. "You stupid fucking bitch, you keep running your mouth. I'll fuck you to tears. I won't let you cum. I'll have you apologize for your stupidity." he declared, before her need to cum hit that ever familiar and ever frustrating barrier. He just began thrusting into her pussy again, fucking her wildly and bouncing his hips up and down as Sena was held in a state of pre-orgasm. Her fingers wouldn't close around his neck because the torturous pleasure was too great. The need to cum was overpowering. "If you hate this so much, then why did you get captured in the first place? Did you think you could take all of us on with your stupid ragtag group of useless orcs? Stupid fucking bitch. Stop lying to yourself and admit to how much of a pathetic and needy whore you are."
Aust: Just like before, he built her up and stopped in his tracks, torturing her with this pleasure wall. He even gave her an opportunity to snuff out his life, wrapping her hands around his neck. But something stopped her from squeezing down and finishing the job. His words just echoed in her ear and reminded her all too well of her position. She said nothing this time, just letting him work her into a frenzy before jamming on the breaks again. All she did was glare, defiant.
Even if she couldn't seal the deal, she kept her hands where they were, letting him talk and waste his breath. She turned her head away, trying to catch her breath that was getting sapped away from the near constant fucking. He'd keep up this pace until she yielded, which meant she would have to stifle herself the whole time, biting her lip, to suppress any sound.
RJ: The rape continued until either Sena gave in, or was reduced to a drooling mess.
Aust: It was no use. No matter how long she held out she just couldn't win. At this rate, she wouldn't even be coherent enough to speak let alone resist. With great reluctance and after what felt like hours, she scream. "Please! Please! Let me cum for the love of all that is holy! I'm sorry! Please have mercy! I can't...I can't take this anymore!"
RJ: "No," Cyril replied to Sena flatly. "I don't see a single look of regret on your face for speaking out to your master! Your husband! I've always given you the satisfaction your whore body desires! Made you cum over and over, smothered you with my attention and affection! No, Sena!" the man declared. "This time, Fuck You!" he shouted, somehow slamming her harder than before, making her ass turn red from how hard he was hitting her with his crotch. "Why should I let you cum? What have you ever done for me, your beloved husband!?"
Aust: Given everything else he's done to her today, she found herself in awe that he would find a problem with what was going on. He tore her away from Udon, forced him to watch as she gave her life to someone else and wouldn't even let her say goodbye among other things. He was taking this too far, but he was also her bodies key to finding some measure of satisfaction. She even yelped as he slammed into her to punctuate his last remark, causing her to whimper in defeat. "I've...I've given you pleasure. B...but I could do so much more for you, just please. Give me release before this drives me to madness!"
RJ: "You've given me pleasure!?" Cyril roared. "The one who's been cumming is you, bitch! You've had all the enjoyment and satisfaction before you tried to return to that orc once you were done." Cyril declared. "You think you did me a favor with this shitty performance!? Who the fuck do you think you are!?"
Aust: "P....please....stop. Please." Much like earlier, she was openly weeping, feeling as helpless and weak as a newborn babe torn from it's mother. She now knew what it was like to be absolutely powerless again, and she wished for it to end. For it to all have been just one terribly long dream. But it wasn't. "W...With my heart of hearts...I b...beg...forgiveness."
Aust: "I...I am not a puppet! I found a man that connected with me on a deeper level then just hobbies or passions!" She stamped her foot down, sounding equally angry, the words coming out just as Cyril expected. She wanted to say something else but she wasn't sure she could.
RJ: "WE LOVED EACH OTHER BASED ON MORE THAN THAT DAMN YOU!" Udon roared as a nearby guard pointed their gun at Udon, causing him to sit back down. "I know it's a lie. I know it. I know it, Sena. I read all of that nonsense he wrote. He's your true soulmate? Boarshit. He has done something to you, I know it. I will save you, Sena."
Aust: "And what makes you think it's a lie?! Save me how?! Why do you think I need saving?! So I can go back to your camp and get abused because I'm not "strong" enough?! It's like hitting a moving target and I'm always missing! I...I just..." Sena began rambling as she buried her face in her hands, quite frustrated with herself. She wanted to say so much more.
RJ: Her words struck Udon. Facts hurt the most of all. Powerless, Udon hung his head. Silent. "... You truly love this... Man... Over me?"
People were gathering outside. Cyril was getting the crowd ready for the wedding.
Aust: "I...Well...I just...Can't..." Her head was twisted. On the one part, she had more or less sworn her life to Cyril, ready to give herself to him completely. But seeing Udon stirred up something inside her. She wanted to push it down. To silence it and just go on with her life. But she couldn't bury it. She clenched the sides of her head, almost ready to scream before she stared at Udon, her regular voice finally breaking through. "U..Udon...help...me...I...I can't stand it!"
RJ: Her desired words fought with Cyril's power. Thrashing about, ready to scream as Cyril's influence kept her trapped. But she was barraged with memories of Cyril and his words to her. It was no coincidence that she came so quickly with him when compared to Udon. Her mind filled with her vows told to Cyril, and Cyril's words to her. The contest of will resulted in her struggled words. "U... Udon... Yes..." she replied, her actual desired words leaving her mind as she thought them. Words left her mouth before she'd even realized she spoke them. "I love him with mind, heard, body and soul." As Cyril said she did. "He completes me. I'm going to marry him." she said, before the next thing she knew, she was no longer in the cells. All memory of after she spoke those words was gone. Now she stood in her dress, walking up through the concrete building holding a bouquet of flowers given to her by a mage.
Her feet moved on their own, she walked up towards Cyril, and joined him at the top. He ran his hands along her body, stopping to feel her ass. The crowd chuckled, seeing no harm as the hard pinch of his fingers brought her pleasure. Udon sat in the audience, bound and sealed so he could do nothing as he watched with a defeated expression, his beloved being groped by that man. "Cyril, do you swear to love and to hold Sena for the rest of your life, till death do you part?" a man wearing fancy clothes (for Crolia) inquired. "I do." Cyril said. "Sena...." The man began. His words flew over Sena's head, much the same as Cyril, but as a devoted wife. "... Till death do you part?" he asked her.
That's when Udon picked up his head, and watched. Sena suddenly felt different. The magic had faded. Just for this moment, she was free of the enthrallment. Cyril grinned as if this was all part of his plan. Udon, as if the letter to him contained it, somehow seemed to know as well that Sena was free. However, despite the magic that faded, Cyril lost none of his charm. As he smiled at her, the inner realizations that be within Sena's mind would realize that Cyril lied not. All the feelings she felt were her own. It made her obey, that was all. Sena was here willingly. She had agreed to marry him of her own free will.
"Will you marry me, Sena?" his words echoed through her head. It wasn't a command. He didn't command her.
"I will. Make us one."
The final question hung in the air. Everyone waited for Sena to say, "I do."
"Do you understand now, Sena, my love?" Cyril whispered to her. "You always wanted me, since the very beginning when we made love."
Aust: What happened between her time in the cells after speaking those words and her standing in a dress became a complete blur. Here she was, dolled up for the crowd and ready to swear herself to Cyril. She had to admit, she never thought she'd be wearing any sort of dress in her life, nor holding such a lovely bouquet of flowers. It was like something out of a dream and she was living every second of it. She ignored the fact that she was moving without realizing it, that he was openly groping her during the ceremony and that the vows were being exchanged. Her turn came up and this caused her to pause. Something was stopping her from saying yes and she wasn't sure what. She glanced for a moment to see Udon staring at her as a moment of realization came over her.
She was freed. No magic or anything was holding her down and she was more or less her own woman again. But Cyrils expression told her he knew this too, or at least that's what it seemed like. She wasn't afraid of him, or repulsed by him. She in fact really did have feelings for him, the decision to be here was hers. He wasn't giving orders or commands and he was just gloating now as if to bring forth a point.
But her own head was a very different story. It was as if two very different versions of her were having a debate about her future. About who was right and who was wrong. On the one hand, it was the old her: a boisterous, confident warrior with a habit of getting in over her head but having her heart in the right place. She was wearing her armor and was standing strong and confident again the version of her now: kowtowed, submissive, dressed in a flowing gown, an entirely different woman who was willing to submit to a man she felt completed her.
Armored Sena: "You can't seriously think this is a good idea, do you? You're free! Tell the man off, grab Udon and run!
Bride Sena:"What good would that do?" The dress version of her asked. "You two are alone, deep in enemy lands. Udon is sealed, you don't have weapons. You'd be recaptured in a heartbeat. Udon would be killed on the spot and Cyril wouldn't give you a second chance. You'll be a public toilet by the end of the month"
Armored Sena:"Better to fight then to let that bastard win! He raped us! Twisted our minds into thinking we loved him. How else can you explain all this?! You married Udon for more then the physical attraction or the similar passions. You loved him because he didn't talk down to you, lectured you on every mistake. He respected you for your abilities and only wanted to make you better! How can you think Cyril won't just turn you into a walking baby factory or something!? You'll never hold a sword again and become little more then a submissive housewife. We Crolians don't bend that easily!"
Bride Sena:"You did. You fell apart completely when Cyril fucked you, hell you're practically begging for it. You might be free, but you'll wander back to the cock that satisfies you the most. Hell, Udon would much rather pass you around to animals then spend time with you!" The brides words grew more intense.
Armored Sena:"And what if he does! Even Interceptor had more respect for us then Cyril! That man is a manipulative, demented lunatic and he's going to ruin your life and if he gets his way, Natalie's! Do you want that on your conscious?" The two would continue yelling, the argument progressing beyond the means for many to understand.
Back in the waking world, the question still hung in the air, the crowd waiting for Sena to say yes. But a small fire still seemed to burn and she was going to act and see what happened. "I...I do...not! You...you manipulative pig!" She tossed the flowers back at him and would make her way over to Udon in the hopes of freeing him. Yes, she was weighed down by the dress and her stomach, but it was worth the risk. Yes, a part of her did love Cyril for what he offered, but she still had fond memories with Udon and she couldn't abandon them. She just hoped the gods would listen to her for once and grant her the strength to succeed today.
RJ: A moment's hesitation, and Cyril seized it. Sena said 'I do' before Cyril kissed her on the spot. A cheer erupted from the crowd as Cyril took her lips. A delightful rush hit her when he kissed her, the same as always. Her body and soul reacting only in the best way for Cyril. The man who asked the question on the side declared them husband and wife, before Cyril showed Sena a tattoo that he gave her at some point during her blackout. Right above her breasts was Cyril's name permanently drawn onto her flesh. "You don't fight when I kiss you. When I fuck you. It's true, Sena. You cannot live without me." Cyril said, and all of his words held true. His very dominant kiss left her feeling wet. And wrapped in his arms, she was his plaything. Before Sena could say anything more, Udon was being taken out of the large hall as Cyril kept her lips silent with the kiss. Once he was gone, he let her go.
Aust: That second. That second of breath between do and not condemned her. That moment of weakness and hesitation that essentially sealed her fate as he locked lips with her and froze her in her tracks. Her body wasn't listening to her brain and it would not budge as the declaration was made official. She looked and saw the tattoo on her breast, his name blazed on her skin like a brand. His words stung and stung deep with a hint of truth to them, but she could swear this wasn't what she truly wanted! He still had some magical sway over her! It had to be it! She couldn't even speak as Udon was dragged from the room, no doubt absolutely shattering him.
When she was finally let go, Sena burst into a run to head outside, throwing the lowers to the ground at Cyrils feet. For what felt like the first time in forever, she was crying. So broken and torn between the two men who held sway over her heart. One for his kindness and affection, the other for his domination and passion. "No. No. No. No! Get back here!! In the name of the gods, please!"
RJ: When Sena ran outside, Udon was many yards away, being escorted out by the guards. Meanwhile, Cyril was walking outside, moving to join with Sena as she could not move quickly in the heels she wore. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders once she got outside. "What shall we name the child?" he inquired with a grin, looking to Sena's pregnant belly. "And... The many more children after that?" he asked, his smile wider. Intent on breeding her he was.
Aust: She saw Udon being led away by the guards, but she couldn't get very far very fast in heels and this allowed Cyril to catch up, acting like nothing happened. "You won't touch this child. This was between me and Udon. You won't claim this one, you son of a bitch!" She'd furiously flail her body to break away from him and continue running towards Udon. This may well be her last chance to tell him anything.
RJ: Cyril grabbed Sena and held him close in his arms, one hand running down and pinching her breast. Sena's body locked up as Cyril captured her. "Sena, isn't now a poor time to be having second thoughts? After all, you know in your heart that you cannot resist me. You're weak, I am strong. Someone like you always needs direction, and it's direction I have for you. What would you do without someone to tell you what to do, Sena?" he inquired. "Isn't the most frustrating thing of all when you 'fail' because you cannot do anything on your own? Think of how we met, you fool. You walked right into my hands. You're a horny bitch in denial." His grip got tighter, as his other hand went down to fondle her crotch. "You run your mouth, lie to yourself daily.
But even when I was nothing more than your rapist, you spread your legs for me. You were begging for someone to DOMINATE you! Because you're nothing but a useless bitch!" he declared, before pulling Sena away from the open scene of the town, and back to their room.
His grip was strong, he wasn't wrong when he said he was stronger than her, as he could easily manhandle her back to their room. Bursting through the door and closing it with his foot, he threw Sena onto the bed, before throwing his clothes off. "Put up a fight, Sena." he commanded her. "I will dominate you every hour of every day. I will pound my dick into you. I will make you scream with pleasure until you lose the illusion that you actually have a choice." He declared, removing his pants to unveil his massive stiff rod. "Your pretend game is over, Sena. This is your life, as my bitch!" he said, approaching her with intent.
Aust: She paused momentarily as he grabbed her, her efforts amounting to nothing against his grip. Man must have been the spawn of a god. "Shut up! You stopped me before I could finish back there! Jumped at a pause in my voice! I survived just fine without anyone giving me direction. Not you, not the orcs. Not anyone! I was my own woman!" She continued her now vain struggle as he spoke, not wanting to believe another word of his lies. Everything he had done to her brought her to this point. She had no control over what his powers did to her.
They'd eventually move inside, Sena being tossed on the bed as little more then a rag doll. She'd pull herself up, a look of rage on her face like one she hadn't had before. "Nothing is over! It's never over! So long as I live and breath, I will hate you with every fiber of my being!" She'd climb off the bed and frantically look for some sort of improvised weapon. A lamp, a heavy book, anything. No longer enthralled, her will to fight was coming back. She was not going to waste this chance.
RJ: "Just like when we first met, huh Sena? You know how this ends." He said. As she grabbed a chair with intent to hit him with it, Cyril simply shoved her back down onto the bed and grabbed her dress, savagely ripping it off with his hands and exposing her naked body underneath. Her heart began to quicken, her body responded. "You did, did you? You did just fine? How did you end up with the orcs, Sena? Was it because you're capable? How did you end up with me? Again, you're capable, right?" He inquired, before grabbing the chair in her hands and holding it tight. "Wrong. Now spread your legs, bitch. I'm going to be fucking you all day."
Aust: "It will not end that way, so help me." She said as she grabbed the chair with the intent to smash it over his head. But he would simply shove her back onto the bed and her clothing tore, bearing her body fully. At the same time, her heart raced and her body began reacting. Not the best time for this. Even held down, she'd still fight. "I am Sena Hillguard! Warrior of the Hillguard tribe and though my body has been warped by your machinations, you have not won!" She would not follow his orders, trying to wretch the chair from his grip. She did this not just for herself, but for those not yet born. Their future was in her hands and she could not fail.
RJ: Cyril laughed. "Your last name isn't Hillguard anymore." he stated. Struggling, Sena failed to win against his grappling ability. Especially so as he lined up his cock with her pussy. As his tip touched her entry, Sena felt as if her body was revolting against her. Her inner desires fighting against her, denying her. Desiring him. "Your body is so honest, Sena. Just look at how wet you are. You know you will fail, so why lie? You know you cannot win against me, Sena..." He said to her with a sadistic grin as he leaned in and whispered to her. "Because you WANT to lose!" he declared, before shoving his cock into her waiting folds. "I don't need your confirmation to know I'm right." he said, leaning back and holding her waist. Her arms were free to strike him, but his cock felt so good that she couldn't move her arm. Cyril got his feet up on the bed, drilling directly into Sena's pussy as his heavy balls slapped her ass. "I can tell by how pathetic you look. A whore for my dick." he declared,
Aust: "It is, and I will be buried under that name, you freak!" She spat back as she attempted to struggle and pull the chair away from him but failing. But when his tip touched briefly at the entrance of her pussy, her body began betraying her again. Her desires were rising to the surface and stopping her from fighting back to the fullest of her ability. Even if what he said was true to an extent, the lack of anything truly controlling her was making resistance possible. She didn't want to lose! Her whole life had been nothing but fighting and struggling and the past few months alone was the most fighting she had ever done in all her days.
But him thrusting into her waiting folds changed things drastically. She didn't want this but he was forcing this on her and making further resistance quite difficult. "I...I...I am not...pathetic!" She screamed amidst the constant thrusting and sounds of sex. Though she couldn't move her free arms, she'd continue to try to get them to move, wanting to land a good punch square against his face. If not that, she'd settle for just shoving him off her. Maybe find the chair again.
RJ: Sena truly could do nothing. Her strength was gone. Now that her body was getting what it wanted, it held control over Sena's denial with an iron fist. "Ah, I love dominating you, Sena. And the feeling is mutual, I know~" he cooed, filling her up with his dick rapidly, moaning as he drilled into her effortlessly, not even bothering to hold her down since she could not put up resistance. Sena quickly felt herself approaching climax, while Cyril grinned. "Ready to become mine again, Sena?" he inquired.
Aust: Her strength was gone. Her last font of resistance was tapped and her body would not give her anything back, given it had what it wanted. "S...shut up! Shut up! It's not! I...I am strong!" She said, at least wanting her words to remain her last bastion of strength. But her body was reacting to all this pleasure and she even moaned slightly as she felt herself approaching climax.
"I will never be yours! I will kill you with my bare hands! Snuff the very life out of you and turn your body into scraps for the pigs!"
RJ: He fucked her right to the brink, and held her there, shoving his dick in all the way as he leaned forward, his face to hers. "Then kill me. Or can you not?" he said, taunting her, grabbing her hands forcefully and putting them to his neck. "You stupid fucking bitch, you keep running your mouth. I'll fuck you to tears. I won't let you cum. I'll have you apologize for your stupidity." he declared, before her need to cum hit that ever familiar and ever frustrating barrier. He just began thrusting into her pussy again, fucking her wildly and bouncing his hips up and down as Sena was held in a state of pre-orgasm. Her fingers wouldn't close around his neck because the torturous pleasure was too great. The need to cum was overpowering. "If you hate this so much, then why did you get captured in the first place? Did you think you could take all of us on with your stupid ragtag group of useless orcs? Stupid fucking bitch. Stop lying to yourself and admit to how much of a pathetic and needy whore you are."
Aust: Just like before, he built her up and stopped in his tracks, torturing her with this pleasure wall. He even gave her an opportunity to snuff out his life, wrapping her hands around his neck. But something stopped her from squeezing down and finishing the job. His words just echoed in her ear and reminded her all too well of her position. She said nothing this time, just letting him work her into a frenzy before jamming on the breaks again. All she did was glare, defiant.
Even if she couldn't seal the deal, she kept her hands where they were, letting him talk and waste his breath. She turned her head away, trying to catch her breath that was getting sapped away from the near constant fucking. He'd keep up this pace until she yielded, which meant she would have to stifle herself the whole time, biting her lip, to suppress any sound.
RJ: The rape continued until either Sena gave in, or was reduced to a drooling mess.
Aust: It was no use. No matter how long she held out she just couldn't win. At this rate, she wouldn't even be coherent enough to speak let alone resist. With great reluctance and after what felt like hours, she scream. "Please! Please! Let me cum for the love of all that is holy! I'm sorry! Please have mercy! I can't...I can't take this anymore!"
RJ: "No," Cyril replied to Sena flatly. "I don't see a single look of regret on your face for speaking out to your master! Your husband! I've always given you the satisfaction your whore body desires! Made you cum over and over, smothered you with my attention and affection! No, Sena!" the man declared. "This time, Fuck You!" he shouted, somehow slamming her harder than before, making her ass turn red from how hard he was hitting her with his crotch. "Why should I let you cum? What have you ever done for me, your beloved husband!?"
Aust: Given everything else he's done to her today, she found herself in awe that he would find a problem with what was going on. He tore her away from Udon, forced him to watch as she gave her life to someone else and wouldn't even let her say goodbye among other things. He was taking this too far, but he was also her bodies key to finding some measure of satisfaction. She even yelped as he slammed into her to punctuate his last remark, causing her to whimper in defeat. "I've...I've given you pleasure. B...but I could do so much more for you, just please. Give me release before this drives me to madness!"
RJ: "You've given me pleasure!?" Cyril roared. "The one who's been cumming is you, bitch! You've had all the enjoyment and satisfaction before you tried to return to that orc once you were done." Cyril declared. "You think you did me a favor with this shitty performance!? Who the fuck do you think you are!?"
Aust: "P....please....stop. Please." Much like earlier, she was openly weeping, feeling as helpless and weak as a newborn babe torn from it's mother. She now knew what it was like to be absolutely powerless again, and she wished for it to end. For it to all have been just one terribly long dream. But it wasn't. "W...With my heart of hearts...I b...beg...forgiveness."