Re: Kylie (Courage Wolf)
Kylie stood still and listened to Trilla's words while her hands continued to torment her own folds, the assassin turned slave quivering and dripping with open lust. Learn her place. Learning her Place. They were breaking her in. For someone like Kylie who enjoyed bondage very much, as well as petplay and Slave and Master play, she understood the concept but had simply never been this deep into the game before. Or perhaps this time it wasn't a game. It Wasn't, Emerald took this seriously as did Trilla. So long as she was here, she was expected to honor their decisions because Emerald had honored her request to bring her here and put her through this.
She was given a small bit of information and then a command. Which was to rest and be silent. She nodded and then turned to try and find the table, before she felt Trilla's hand on her leash and on her back, walking her to it. She understood the sheer level of restraint used on her was her own fault for acting such a complete fool during the Chamber which she also understood had been a test. Emerald loved everyone here and they here and Kylie had attacked them, proved that she couldn't be trusted in this place without strict measures used and so here she was on the first floor, not the seventh.
She laid on the table and then took a deep breath again. And started to calm. Feeling Trilla lay next to her, Kylie scooted a little just to be a little closer to her, her hands still thrusting into her folds and working her clit. She could feel Trilla's hand on her stomach, rolling up, and then heard a snap and her hands were back under her control, Kylie bringing them up away from her folds quickly and sighing in obvious relief, shivering and shuddering. Her very minor twisting wasn't any attempt to get away, simply the result of being allowed to stop and when she felt Trilla's hands on her forearms, she froze, and then calmed down immediately, her chest rising and falling steadily with long deep breaths while Trilla cuffed her down. She felt the fuzzy handcuffs and realized Giselle, for all Kylie's worry for her, had been giving Emerald information on how to make this all go smoother and easier for Kylie. At least she assumed so. Giselle had been the only one save Maria who had seen her body lines turn pink before and knew it meant she was embarrassed. Which was why Emerald was constantly throwing this pink cuffs on her. She let go of her Worry for Giselle, entirely. She was no longer afraid for her, just as desperate to see and hold her as always but they'd been clear on that as well. She'd be impossible to train with Giselle around and she knew it.
As Trilla asked her if she'd thought she'd go unmolested during this time, she shook her head. She knew she wouldn't but just the relief of being allowed to stop fingering herself was a huge blessing as far as Kylie was concerned and she did nothing. She laid there and tried her best to stay completely silent.
Her body lines faded from intense embarrassment to something more minor as her hair returned to it's normal brown and she squirmed and writhed a little under Trilla's teasing, moaning softly. But 20 minutes in, she failed Again as Trilla's hand moved to her folds and her sensitive clit. She tried so hard, it was obvious she was but she started to beg again. Kylie had a habit of not thinking too hard when she was being pleasured this much and as Trilla chided her for speaking again, she bit her lip again until she could stop trying and heard Trilla's question. Did she understand that whatever was about to happen as she lost another privilege. The ability to speak until mealtime. So her freetime would also be spent up to that point in silence. She didn't hesitate to answer this time either. It had taken Hours for her real submission to sink in, and likely wouldn't hold for long into rest time but Trilla could see it was in there and she could draw it out. Yes Mistress I understand. I have to try Harder. she said, nodding slightly and proving she did understand both how she was to be punished and that it was her fault, she lifted her head slightly and opened her mouth. As expected the gag was smoothly placed between her teeth and buckled.
She tried but the continuous teasing had her whimpering and trying to plead for release again before all that long, but with her gag, it didn't count as a violation of quiet time it seemed and she mewled and moaned into the ball, biting down onto it to activate the enchantment and take a long drink of water to wet her throat as Trilla continued until she heard bells. Trilla stopped and Kylie went limp, panting heavily and taking those blessed few seconds to recover herself. Stretching her legs on the table, curling her toes and even still cuffed for those moments to a small post at the head of the table, flexing her arms to keep herself from cramping up. Trilla did not need to worry overmuch about keeping her bound for long periods of time. Kylie was not only accustomed to at least that much, but her training as an assassin allowed her limbs to hold uncomfortable positions for long periods of time without issue.
Trilla left her there like that for longer then Kylie had expected, as it turned out to give her a grading on her performance as opposed to where her performance needed to be to qualify. She got a B+ for effort. It was obvious to Trilla that she had tried, but she hadn't tried her hardest. And honestly the only times Kylie did that at all normally were during combat or weapons training. This was new and she was right, Kylie hadn't thrown herself heart and soul, into this training like she should have. She nodded at the grade and only got a C for obedience. She giggled softly as Trilla pinched her ass and carressed her cheek, Kylie leaning into that gentle touch at least because it felt good.
There was no denying that a part of her, used to relying only on herself HATED her current situation where she had to rely on everything, but that part of Kylie that would do anything to survive understood that as long as this was the case, that she simply had to and her deep feelings on being truly helpless paled in comparison to her drive to get through any situation.
She was cleaned again and her hands were allowed to rest without control save her manacles and she didn't move them an inch. They stayed at her sides perfectly still unless Trilla wanted them in some other way. Her ponytail however was a mess and Kylie was at a loss as to what to do with it before she made Everyone's lives easier in that regard. As Trilla was helping her dry under the hot air, Kylie held up both hands and waved her right, making the chains jangle as she reached back to touch her hair and the spider pin that held it. Using two of her fingers on her right hand, she touched the very bottom of her ponytail just above her ass, and used her right hand to go Thumbs up, and then thumbs down. It might have taken a short moment, but it would click as Kylie raised her hand along her tail, about mid shoulders, and made the same motions again. She was asking Trilla if she preferred her hair long, or wanted it shorter so it could be maintained without as much fuss. The highest her fingers went was to the back of her neck as her hair had been when she first washed up on Melora's Tear and then she stopped and waited for an answer while she wrung the water out of her ponytail. She had had to bend over to do this but she made no other moves and made no moves at all if Trilla stopped her, or took care of the wet ponytail herself.
She could communicate if she had to like this, with her hands unmitted and she behaved if only to try and keep her fingers free of them for right now on her first day because she did have questions but was not allowed to speak. Being led out of her cell, Kylie was certain that she was about to be snapped up by another resident of this floor and fidgeted in place. She didn't run, or struggle, but her fidgeting caused her to stumble. Trilla caught her IMMEDIATELY, and asked if she was alright, Kylie nodding swiftly and standing back up without incident, taking a second to carefully lift her feet and situate the chain so she wouldn't trip again. It was hard to keep track of while she was blindfolded like this. But now, away from the constant teasing Kylie was making every effort to prove that Trilla had not gone to far with this by Functioning. She had been trained to be blind, she could do this. She Could, and She Would.
Her brave thoughts were smashed when they left the wall and Kylie's helpless state sang in again, one hand seeking out something to hold or touch, the other doing the same in the other direction before she found Trilla. She wasn't sure if she was allowed to touch her and as her hand found her arm, she though perhaps it was her elbow or her shoulder, she recoiled, before whimpering and looking around, defeated again, she relaxed and followed the Chain Trilla was using to lead her around, That was it's purpose right now after all.
Lead to moaning and grunting, the former muffled, by a gag much like any sound Kylie made right now was, she was told this was the stocks for public use and that she didn't deserve that right now. Instead she could stay here with Trilla and listen to it. Her chain was attached to something nearby and Kylie ran her hands along it to find it was a pillar, and that it had a track just like her room did to guide the chain, but Trilla wanted her to sit, and so she did, guided down by her Mistress until she rested on the floor, kneeling and resting her hands in her lap.
Trilla would see over the next hour, that being allowed to sit like this, Kylie was both comfortable and likely to relax... Until she heard the snap of a riding crop and her entire body flushed pale blue, her arousal was Killed instantly and she Did jump, whimpering and panicking. She had not struggled all day, not through any treatment or command, but she did now, tugging on her chains and moments from true panic, the sound of that whip far too much for her and Trilla would likely find, even holding Kylie closer and stroking her head, assuring it would never happen to her, that this bound, blind, and helpless, that hearing it, remembering it was too much as Kylie whimpered and instead of kneeling tall and proudly, that she bent over and clapped her hands over her ears to escape the sound. Her color faded away immediately to Nothing, not black or white or blue but Nothing. Smooth flesh and scars, scars that had come from tools like the one she was hearing now.
If Trilla pulled her hands from her ears and Kylie was exposed to the sound again, her gem would flash Red Immediately, that this was not a minor problem. This was something that would cripple her until she could escape the sound, or was pulled out of her fear, and even if that was the case, if Trilla released her hands and let her cover her ears again, continuing to try and soothe her, that the bindings and blindfold where she couldn't see it, plus her hands covering her ears where she couldn't hear it, was enough, and she'd go back to her docile situation. In her power she would have become Angry and ready to Fight at that sound, but now, sealed and bound, all it brought was Terror. Still it was likely the sanctuary was not about to change it's policies just for her, and after a few minutes, Kylie would show.. Incredible trust, since she had not tried to run despite the color of her gem, which had turned Green again at Trilla's words, that despite knowing a whip was there she was putting all her belief in Trilla and Emerald that they would not let them touch her, and after 5 minutes of cowering, she'd raise back up, though she'd still flinch whenever she heard the sound and it wouldn't cause her to panic again though her hands had wrapped around Trilla's leg if she could find it for several long moments, unable to leave her side in this situation while the control exposure to the sound started very very slowly to work on her fear. Over the next hour, Kylie would calm down entirely, and would wait when she was told, not moving an inch.
Trilla came back shortly as she had promised and poked Kylie with a piece of wo... Wand. Had to be, as pointy mobile ears and a tail sprouted into existence. As that tail curled and tried to figure out what the hell it wanted to do, her ears immediately swiveled when she heard Maria moaning in pleasure, obviously enjoying whatever was happening, and Kylie's tail would shake a little before starting to wag, her ears locked on that sound as she sat there quietly. She chided herself in her mind. **You... Absolute... Coward! Going to pieces over a sound, you're rediculous! You've fought men, spoken with Gods, brought Demon Lords to their knees and you quiver like a frightened mouse over a sound. Never again. You will never show such an Embarrassingly weak display again. Put up with it, It's just a noise.** she told herself while she listened to Maria and waited for direction from Trilla.
