Please note that this is an intense chapter with strong emotions, rough play, verbal degradation, toy use, and pain play.
THE DELEGATION IS LEAVINGfor the peace talks in Marikadar tomorrow.
I’mleaving for Marikadar tomorrow.
It’s the thought I can’t escape even as I bring the flogger down on Cancassi’s back.
I’m rewarded with their snarl of pain. Their pearly skin is already reddened, their wrists chafed where they’re tied to the anchor point overhead. Anger simmers in every tense muscle of their body. A shared sort of energy between us.
My sending with Dom feels like a lifetime ago, even though it’s only been a couple of days. In that time, my fear and anxiety has only had time to grow. The only relief has come by taking my anger out on Cancassi, and it’s been just as much of a relief for them to shout theirs at me.
The ropes I tied through their legs and around their waist hold the toys I’ve settled into their cunt and ass. It’s hard to keep track, but I think the twisting magiline has made them cum at least twice. Their thighs glisten in the dim light, a puddle forming on the floor underneath them. The bar tied to their ankles keeps their legs spread, leaving them open and exposed as I bring the tresses of the flogger up between them.
“Oh, you cunt!” they shout, breathless with a mix of pain and pleasure. Their hips jerk, their cock standing up hard and red and leaking.
I smile grimly as I do it again, earning another musical cry. “That’s it,a’lynn. Get it all out. God only knows how long it’ll be before you can call me names again.”
“It’ll be too soon,” they snarl before their ire fades to a shuddering moan. I’m sure they’ve just cum again, but I ruin it as I slap the flogger up between their legs once more, thin tresses licking their rigid cock. “You ass-headed, bumble-faced cock of a wizard!”
I bark a laugh as I circle around to their front. It’s dark outside, and in the dim glow of my casting room, their copper eyes shine like a predator’s. Even with their legs shaking and skin welted, they bare their teeth at me like a caged animal just waiting for a chance to pounce.
The sadist in me is out in full force. I’m channeling all of my anger and helplessness, taking it out on Cancassi. I twirl the flogger lightly against their chest, aiming for their perky nipples. They cringe back with a grimace, vainly trying to pull their arms down to block the tresses.
“Have you had enough yet?” I ask.
“Fuck your mercy,” they snarl. “And fuck you, too!”
I give their chest one last smack before I grab their chin and crush my lips against theirs. Though to call it a kiss is kind. It’s likea battle, all heat and teeth, and even bound, they’re a formidable opponent. It leaves me reeling as I pull away, my cock aching in my trousers.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” I say as I drop the flogger. Instead, I grab their pink nipples andtwist, earning a shout of pain. “That whore cunt of yours just can’t get enough, can it?”
I slap a hand between their legs, roughly cupping their dripping slit. Their hips jerk as they let out a shout, but I dodge back as their teeth snap closed right by my ear. We’re both in a mood to fight, and part of me wonders if landing myself in the infirmary will get me out of going tomorrow.
I doubt it, but it’s a nice thought.
The back of my hand connects with Cancassi’s cheek before I grab their neck to hold them at bay. They snarl and fight against me as I find the base of the plug nestled in their ass and tug. Their shaking legs nearly give out as I pull it free before thrusting it roughly back in. They grunt, eyes rolling as they struggle against my grip.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get my cock,” I hiss as I fuck them with the plug. I watch the internal battle take place as Cancassi simultaneously tries to pull out of my grip even as their hips roll back to accept the toy. “But only after youbegme for it.”
“Guess you better prepare to go to Marikadar unsatisfied,” they snarl, full of fight and fire.
I chuckle as I thrust the plug in deep. They groan, sinking into their ropes, though their scarred leg is trembling hard. I don’t need to ask and they don’t need to tell me that they need to switch it up. The danger, however, is in how I go about it, because even if I’ve spent the better part of the hour flogging the shit out of them, they’re not going to go quietly.
Instead, I reach down to free their ankles from the spreader bar. They close their legs only to bite back a moan as it makes the toys inside of them shift. I smirk as I reach up to untie their wrists fromthe anchor point overhead. It leaves me with a bit of a leash, and I use it to tug them towards me. Their leg folds as they stumble forward, but I’m quick to catch them, avoiding yet another bite as I do.
“Let’s see if a ride on the wooden horse will cool you down.”
For the first time tonight, a bit of fear replaces some of the anger in Cancassi’s eyes. I drag them with me as I lead them to the far end of the room where I keep my equipment stored. They fight me every step of the way, grabbing at the rope leash. Once I pull the wooden horse away from the wall, I give the leash a hard tug.
Cancassi yelps, nearly falling, but I catch them before they can go down. The wooden horse is a long triangle of smooth, polished wood set onto a stand that rests right at hip level. I bend Cancassi over it for now, keeping a firm grip on the back of their neck so they can’t squirm away.
“Since you didn’t seem to enjoy the toys I left you with, you get to ride it bareback,” I say before I loosen the rope around their waist with a tug.
“You prick,” they snarl. “You think a little pain will make me beg?”
I smirk as I release the crotch rope. Cancassi’s fiery words morph to a moan as the toy in their soaked cunt slides free, dropping to the floor.
“Your sopping cunt is begging me already,” I say before I deliver a hard smack between their legs. Cancassi shouts, but it turns to a groan of relief as I pull the plug free from their ass, leaving them empty for now.
