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Post by midnightlapis on Aug 7, 2016 20:45:21 GMT
His voice was an immediate indicator that she'd made the wrong choice. Though the tone sounded hearty and welcoming, it was dripping with a sardonic irony. Having been deprived the time to conjure a response, her back stiffened, and she hastily stepped to the side as he drew up behind her.
Shura stood there dumbly, a sudden feeling of meekness and vulnerability spreading over her as the naga completely overtook the situation. It was all too obvious that the other girl did not enjoy being in his presence.
Being referred to as his "pet" to another person sounded so much more demeaning than him simply calling her that himself. She couldn't look at her (not that she really wanted to be looking at them either), instead focusing on the floor in shame.
So that explained it, she was a victim too. She wanted so badly to help this girl, but knew that was impossible. Shura's heart ached, clashing with the rage that bubbled up inside. One hand involuntarily clenched, and it took all her willpower to repress the urge to elbow him in the stomach.
"Yes... Master," she almost choked on the title, moving sluggishly to take one of the bags. Their eyes met once, and that was all it took to relate to the mutual suffering that was lurking in them.
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Post by begad on Aug 8, 2016 4:40:09 GMT
The girl looked a little surprised at Shura's sympathy - it was clear a part of her blamed herself for the choices that had ended up with her wrapped around a naga's finger, by cords of blackmail and money. The naga smiled as she referred to him as master though, seeing her repressed anger. Having eaten seemed to have calmed his lusts, but now his calculated cruelty was sharpened, as opposed to his instinctive sort.
"Lovely looking day, mmm?" murmured the naga, moving to the window to look out the curtains. "Thank you for being such a dear Francisca and letting the delivery through. She was quite delectable..." he said, Francisca wincing as he spoke, putting another pound of guilt on her.
"Makes you feel rather invigorated, eh, my pet?" he chuckled. "New day. Really gets one excited, mmm? I'm very excited about this new pet Francisca. Isn't she just lovely?"
"Um... I thought you said you didn't keep pets any - "
The girl swallowed as the naga shot her a look of pure, well, venom. In the next moment, however, he was all smiles again. "Come on now, my pet - get that robe off, I want to give you a proper display. Don't worry about Francisca, I'm quite sure she'll appreciate it."
"I'm done with the groceries though, I better - "
"No, stay. I insist."
All the hotel staff member could do was tug at her collar, and swallow nervously.
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Post by midnightlapis on Aug 8, 2016 23:53:23 GMT
Her jaw set, Shura kept quiet as she busied herself with bringing the groceries in, loathing the one-sided chatter more each second.
Shut up shut up shut up. Leave her the fuck alone. I'm your property, not her.
Her focus was broken when the other girl said something that apparently wasn't supposed to be public knowledge. Or started to, as the abrupt silence indicated he was not pleased. The notion that there had been others smart (or desperate, depending on your point of view) enough to give their bodies over to the naga wasn't all that surprising, in all honesty. Also a bit comforting, in a twisted sense. But that also raised the question: Just how long had the hotel girl known him?
She paused at the command, breath catching in her throat momentarily. This... wasn't what she had anticipated. Being shown off like a prized- Well, wait. She was his pet now, wasn't she? Of course, that didn't make what she was about to do any less demeaning.
Without responding this time, she brought a hand to the sash and tugged, letting the fabric come loose. There was another brief pause during which her eyes lowered to the floor once again, then the rest of the garment was shirked off.
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Post by begad on Aug 9, 2016 5:10:37 GMT
"Well, what do you think? Rather a catch, isn't she?" said the naga, cupping one of Shura's breasts. "Come on now, you can look, I want an honest opinion... here..." The naga easily spun Shura on the spot, in almost a pirouette. "You know my preferences, of course..." he said, running a hand up Shura's legs, and then squeezing her ass firmly. "This is all what really sold me on keeping her around. But what do you think?" The naga put his other hand on her other cheek, squeezing together, then pulling apart.
"I-its nice?" said the girl, nervously.
"Just nice?" answered the naga, with a frown.
"I mean, she's uh, really pretty. You uh, have good taste. I mean, she's a good pet..." said the girl, starting to blather, the desperation in her voice showing through.
"She is, isn't me? I think I'll have to enjoy her..." said the naga, his hardness brushing against her thigh. "She's still not quite broken in so I doubt she'll enjoy it too much."
The naga grinned at Francisca. "You look a little upset. You know, if you want, you could take her place. You've got the sort of body that pleases me as well. You're standing there looking so appalled - so why not do something about it? Otherwise, I think you can go... but don't you want to do the noble thing, if you look so upset?"
The girl stammered a bit, and mouthed what might be an apology, and then opened the door and left. Ormen chuckled. "Ah... what delightful cowards you humans are..." he laughed. "Your actions never can live up to your speech, or your beliefs. Look at you here..." he said, giving her rear a playful smack, before retreating to his couch as starting at her. "I doubt you like being naked. I doubt you like being here. I doubt you like the violation. Well, I mean, you may like the actual process, but the principle of the thing offends you I'm sure. But what exactly will you do about it? Oh well, I suppose its all fine in the end. You're rather adorable when you pout, after all."
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Post by midnightlapis on Aug 10, 2016 17:48:46 GMT
No, don't look at me. Don't answer him. Shura pleaded internally as the naga did however he pleased, treating her as if she were no more significant than a doll. Her eyes lay anywhere but on the girl. God, so this was what it was like to be at the mercy of an exhibitionist. She'd sooner do a cheap porno.
Isn't that enough? Just let go already! She grimaced at the blatantly forced response.
What the naga proposed next re-ignited her anger. NO, absolutely not. The words "don't you fucking dare" formed on her lips, but failed to become actual speech.
The sound of the door abruptly opening and closing made her breathe a hefty sigh of relief.
"Normally I don't mind the first one," she went to retrieve the discarded robe. After redressing herself, she fixed him with an icy glower. "Don't make anyone else suffer because of me. I won't allow it."
This was an empty threat, she knew even before saying so. But simply letting her disgust stew wasn't healthy. Using him as a verbal punching bag would at least alleviate some of it, and she doubted in turn that he'd be bothered by it at all. Rather, it probably furthered his amusement.
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Post by begad on Aug 10, 2016 18:11:42 GMT
"Won't allow it?" he said, raising an eyebrow. "Oh? And how will you stop me? How will you prevent me? But more so... why even bother? There's a reason I had that tasty hotel staff member around. My species believe that only the best survive, and that is the right way of things. But at the same time we don't lie about our intentions. You humans claim to stand for better things - but look at that example right there. That girl could do something about me at any time, if she wanted. But her cowardice holds her back, knowing she would be complicit. And her weakness does as well - without my generous donations and patronage, she wouldn't have her job, or education."
He yawned, stretching. "My point being, if you hate me or my commands, that's fine - but either submit, or attempt to stop me. There is no real shame in being humiliated when you accept there was nothing you could do - when you submit. There is shame in not submitting, but obeying grudgingly. That might be a lesson that takes awhile..." he chuckled. "And really, I'm almost looking forwards to you disobeying me at some point. Delivering punishment is a rewarding experience all its own..." he said with a yawn that showed his fangs. He paused for a moment, resting his hand on his fist as he looked at her.
"You know, its odd though. Out of all humans, I would think you would be one of the ones who would least care what I did to others. From the sound of it, your fellow species hasn't exactly treated you well. Why love your enemies? I have a healthy hatred for my own kind," he laughed. "Which serves me very well in not being screwed over in my dealings with them."
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Post by midnightlapis on Aug 15, 2016 23:48:14 GMT
Shura didn't answer at first, instead grinding her teeth in a quiet response to his rebuttal. Regardless, something like that had to be said eventually.
"Odd?" She paused, turning to face him in provocation. "Who said I hated everyone? I just have a hard time trusting certain types, like I did with you." She refrained from continuing with the fact that she still didn't trust him, mainly since that was a given. "No, what pisses me off is when people like that girl get roped up into blackmail and even worse shit. I'm not saying they're all saints, but it's messed to toy with innocent lives. I've gotten my hands dirty more times than I can count."
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Post by begad on Aug 16, 2016 0:21:21 GMT
"As have many others..." murmured the naga. "There's precious little innocence to go around. I can't say I've ever encountered it in a pure form. But please, if you can show me a perfectly innocent girl, I'll make sure not to eat her..." he added sarcastically. "Trust me. I saw many humans working with my family. And I never saw one once act in anyone aside from in their own self interest. They would kill for money, or power. I only eat what I do because I starve otherwise. I'm no more sinner than the lion or the tiger..." he chuckled. "If we wanted to turn this into a discussion about morality. I don't think most human philosophers on the subject counted ancient curses and damned bloodlines..." he added dryly.
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Post by midnightlapis on Aug 17, 2016 1:28:10 GMT
"Whatever," she headed past him in exasperation. "I'm not gonna pretend I understand you." Shura brought her hands to her temples, rubbing at the headache she could feel coming on. In retrospect the fact that this was her first headache since becoming his property was a bit of a surprise. Maybe if she were in a better mood she wouldn't mind picking his brain more. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't interested in what he himself had been through in the past and what life was like for someone who was half-snake, half-man.
"You probably shouldn't do the same."
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Post by begad on Aug 17, 2016 4:33:14 GMT
"Oh? Are you making suggestions for your master?" he said with a raised eyebrow as he watched her go. "I admit, your... independence is what makes you amusing, but do remember its only what I allow. If I really wanted I could give you a choice between spilling a secret or undergoing some preferably interesting torture..." he yawned, wide enough to show his fangs. "But for now you should be happy I'm full. I expect tonight I'll get rather rapacious..." he said casually. He stretched and began to slither to his bedroom, pausing to lean against the wall, looking thoughtful. "I admit when I was going to eat you I was in rather a hungry mood, so I simply did everything to you..." he said. "But you have me in a sated state at the moment, so if you want to make any requests or pleas for later, feel free to ask me while I have a clear head. Do you prefer to be violated in a particular way?" he asked with a thin smile. "Normally I'd ignore whatever you said, but I'm probably not going to eat you soon anyways. Lots of human girls seem rather picky, especially about the anal. Bit of a shame, you creatures are so... well shaped below the waist. Its very obvious that's the way it was naturally supposed to be. Feet... thighs... rear... quite a nice design I feel."
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Post by midnightlapis on Aug 18, 2016 23:03:49 GMT
Shura laid down on the couch, rolling her eyes as he continued chiding her. She knew when to take a hint, no point in biting back anymore than she already had.
"Depends on how generous you wanna be, doesn't it?" Her mouth twisted as she took a moment to consider this. "I don't mind anal, but I wouldn't say it's my go-to either. That aside, your tongue felt pretty fuckin' good." A smirk played at the corners of her lips as she became a bit more bold. "You, uh... nagas?... Are pretty damn sensual yourselves. Didn't have to work for those abs I take it."
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Post by begad on Aug 18, 2016 23:18:34 GMT
"Well then, maybe I'll settle for a little of both..." he chuckled. "Sounds like a fair trade, eh?" He smiled as he watched her recline. "Sensual eh? Well, I suppose I'll thank you for the compliment. And no... no matter what I eat, I'm always in a state of lean and hungry it seems... what about yourself? What's your secret to your attractiveness?"
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Post by midnightlapis on Aug 21, 2016 23:23:39 GMT
"Hah, must be convenient. Try to keep an exercise schedule, myself." She paused at his question. "My mom?" It was said half-jokingly, but the truth was that Shura had been too young to know what her mother even looked like before she passed. "A rack like mine isn't nice on the back though."
That got her to thinking; it wasn't often she caught herself waxing nostalgic. Why was it that she wanted to know more about him now? Perhaps it really was Stockholm syndrome setting in. In which case, things might get better in some messed up way, but not for her mental health.
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Post by begad on Aug 22, 2016 3:11:18 GMT
"Well, don't you worry about that...." he said, slithering behind her, reaching around to cup her breasts. "As pet, you are entitled to a good deal of lazing about. And I'll want you on your back plenty anyways... or on your knees... or bent over something... not much tiresome standing around... But still, plenty of exercise" he breathed. "Really, a little back pain isn't much compared to being a legless man in a world made for those with feet," he chuckled, resting his head on her shoulder, looking thoughtful. "Think you might need an exercise machine or two in here? Or maybe just an open space? I'm sure if I moved the clutter there could be room. I'll cut you a deal - I'll work out whatever you want if you exercise naked. You are excellent at posing, but I'm curious to see more of you in motion. There's something to be said for the dynamic."
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Post by midnightlapis on Aug 23, 2016 13:37:36 GMT
Her eyebrows raised at the proposal. "Well, sure, alright. Not like you're a stranger anymore."
It would be awkward, obviously, just walking on a treadmill or something completely nude while a monster man ogled her. After you've experienced selling your body out pretty much anything else in comparison would be a breeze. She couldn't speak for every girl who'd been in the same position, but would've liked to imagine it was the same, as grim an outlook as that was.
She fingered the collar fastened about her neck again, mind continuing to wander. At first she figured it was new, but delving a bit deeper, perhaps he "recycled" whenever possible? The thought was a rather grisly one, and her better judgement made her refrain from asking.
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