Primal Masquerade (Closed for Kaena)

[Kaena]

Kearra could tell he was uncomfortable when the guard entered the room with the food, yet he made no move to cover himself, his eyes following the tray of food with a sense of purpose. Once the guard left the room and they were alone, he continued to stare at the food but made no attempt to touch it. She wondered if he was just being respectful and waiting for her to offer it to him, or if he was afraid of what would happen if he took the food without being told he was allowed to.

There was a pregnant pause in the air as she held out the piece of bread and waited for him to take it from her hand. For a moment she thought he wasn't going to and when he finally did, she couldn't, for a strange reason, feel relieved. Though he was her prisoner, she still felt the need to make sure he was being taken care of.

Picking up a piece of cheese, she watched him eat for a moment before saying anything else. "Eat and drink as much as you want. I looks like it has been awhile since have had a good meal." she finally said, continuing to eat while she watched him. Now that she was not focused on torturing him, she took the time to get a good look at him. She couldn't help admire his muscular body and had to resist the urge to continue what she had started earlier.

As much as she enjoyed the view, something weighed heavily on her mind. Breaking her gaze away from his body, she turned her face away from him as a saddness creeped into her eyes. "How many?" she said, her voice wavering with sudden emotion. "How many were killed in your village or taken captive?" She was sure she was not going to like the answer he was going to give her, but she had to know. She had to know, if it turned out he was telling the truth, which she had a terrible feeling he was, how many innocent people had been slaughtered or enslaved thinking she had ordered it to happen.

 

[LucianDevine]

Though the woman's words were truly music to his ears, Zeke did show some restraint as he picked and ate from the bountiful plate of food. He really just wanted to lean over it and shovel as much food into his starving belly as he could. The water was another story all together though. He happily drank straight from the large pitcher. the coldness of the water shocked his parched throat at first, but after a moment to get used to it, he drank freely, his throat contracting with each joyous mouthful he gulped won.

When his thirst was finally quenched, for now, Zeke turned his attention back to the food before him. He'd just picked up a small piece of fruit when the woman's first question came. His gaze lifted when he heard the two word question, his eyes reflecting his confusion, even as he saw her look away. She finished her question but a moment later, asking about his village.

Zeke's gaze dropped as well as he let out a heavy sigh and shook his head. "Forty-seven in total..." He started, his fingers fidgeting with the piece of fruit he'd picked up. "We train our women to fight as well, and that saved some of them...so to speak..." He continued, even though she hadn't asked for specifics. Some were able to die with a sword in their hand, a quick death that also spared them from what happened to the women that survived. A couple of the children died in the attack, and those that survived were given a pass so to speak. They weren't beaten or raped like the women, but they were bound like the men before being sold at a slave auction with the women and the rest of the handful of men."

With a soft sigh, Zeke lifted the piece of fruit he'd been toying with up to his mouth. His appetite was gone for the moment, for obvious reasons, and his body was still drained from the ordeal. It was hard not to wonder what was going to happen tomorrow, or the day after that. His life could end on any one of them. He hated the uncertainty, but wasn't going to take the easy and cowardly way out. He would die when it was his time, but by the gods he'd try to avenge his fallen people, even if it was the last thing he did.

 

[Kaena]

Kearra could feel a knot forming in her stomach as he spoke. So much death and tragedy, caused by the hands of men she thought were loyal to her, or at least to her father. Maybe that was the problem, the men had been loyal to her father, but, once she became the new ruler of the kingdom, their loyalties were no longer there. Maybe she had been naive in believing that those that followed her father with blind faith and respect would do the same for her. She felt like she was drowning in doubt, doubt in herself and doubt in everything she had believed to be true.

There was still a small part of her that wanted to believe he was lying, but, in reality she knew deep down inside he was telling the truth. No one could fake the expression on his face when he spoke of what happened to his village. She could see the anger in his eyes. It was that anger that gave her pause for a moment. Here she had let him free of his chains and was sitting well within striking distance of him and she didn't know if he believed she had nothing to do with what had happened. That anger could make him very dangerous to her if she was not careful.

Standing she picked up the empty tray and pitcher and set them back on the sideboard. "Those that did this to you will face my wrath," she said, her voice calm but with a dangerous edge. She might have been young and a new ruler, but, she would not tolerate the actions the army had taken. She knew that most of the men were probably following orders from the general, not necessarily aware that the order had not come from her. Once she sorted out how it all came to be, those responsible would become an example to the rest of her kingdom of what happens when she is betrayed.

"It has been a long day for both of us," she said softly, brushing her hair from her eyes. "We both need our rest. I do not know what I am going to have to face tomorrow." Picking up a pair of shackles that were attached to the headboard of the bed, she motioned from him to lie down.

"I am sorry, but, I have to do this." she said, waiting to see what he would do. "I do not know you well enough to trust you. If I were to leave you free, you could very easily kill me in my sleep and I am not willing to take the chance right now."

 

[LucianDevine]

When he heard the woman talk about making the people responsible feel her wrath, Zeke's gaze lifted to find hers once more. There was a bite to her tone, but he still didn't hesitate to speak.

"I don't want them to face your wrath. I want them to taste my vengeance. I want to look them dead in the eyes and watch the life fade from them."

As Zeke spoke, he saw the woman brush her hair from her face. He understood the words that followed, but it didn't make it any easier to see her reach for a pair of shackles. He swallowed hard as he lowered his gaze to look at the shackles. He hadn't truly surrendered to her when he faced her in the cage, but if he allowed himself to be shackled now, he would basically be doing just that.

"You said before that your men wouldn't disobey you and attack a peaceful village. What were the orders they were given when they were sent out to collect people to fight in the cage?"

Zeke knew that it was risky to not lay down and offer up his hands to her when she demanded it. He wasn't dumb enough to take a swing at her, but he wanted to see her reaction to his question while all the emotions were still fresh. He also wasn't sure what was going to happen next, or especially tomorrow, but any plan for vengeance had to start somewhere.

 

[Kaena]

Kearra could understand his anger. Her own anger burned deep inside her and it took all her strength not to storm out of the room and find out the truth right away. It was his words that gave her a pause for concern.

"I understand your anger Zeke," she replied, frowning as her gaze met his. "But, not all that were present at your village are necessarily guilty. Some of them would have been following orders. I cannot have you killing innocent people either. This is something for me to sort out and punish the guilty parties."

She shook her head in disappointment when he made no move to lie down on the bed. She was not in the mood to be disobeyed and there was no way she was going to leave him free after what he had just said. She took a deep breath and was about to chastise him when he spoke again. Biting back a retort, she stook silent for a moment before replying.

"My men were never told to go out and round up men to fight in the cage," she finally replied, looking away from him with a sigh. "The men that were to fight in the cage were supposed to be those that were captured during attacks on our villages, prisoners of war. I do not make a habit of killing innocent people."

"Depending on how tomorrow goes, I may give you the chance to have your revenge on some of those that wronged you, but for now, I still do not trust you and you are starting to try my patience." Looking down at the shackles in her hands, she looked back at him, her gaze cool once again as it met his. "I will not ask you again. Do not make me force you to do what you are told."

 

[LucianDevine]

The woman's words made sense, but they did little to quell the flame of vengeance that was burning inside Zeke. Still, there was no help for it, at least not yet. His gaze dropped once more to the shackles that she held. He took a long and slow breath before finally moving to lay down. He offered up first one of his hands to her and then the other. His fingers twitched briefly when he felt and heard the sound of the shackles locking around his wrists.

While the woman was certainly right that Zeke needed rest, he wasn't sure if he'd be able to sleep with all the thoughts that were rolling through his mind. He could see the faces of the men in his mind. He'd had plenty of time to look at them and commit them to memory, and he was very much so looking forward to the vengeance he had planned. If there was one thing he was grateful for though, it was the bed. Being from a nomadic tribe, he'd never actually slept on something this large of elaborate. His people used more portable means with which to sleep on, and when the urge to breed hit, they simply did as their bodies desired, regardless of where they were. The softness of the pillow and blankets felt foreign to him, but in a good way.

 

[Kaena]

Kearra let out a breath she didn't realize she had been holding in as he lay down on the bed and allowed her to lock the shackles around his wrists. She stood for a moment looking down at his naked body before moving away to the other side of the bed. Quickly discarding her clothes, she climbed onto the bed, the cool sheets a welcome relief against her burning skin.

Pulling the blanket over both of their bodies, she moved close to him, draping a leg over her his. It was more for her own comfort that she did so, the warmth of his body easing some of the tension she was feeling. She couldn't resist running her hand along his bare stomach before falling back against the pillows with a weary sigh.

"Get some sleep," she said, her voice holding a tinge of lust at the thought of laying naked beside him. "We are both going to need our strength to deal with what tomorrow may bring." With those words, her she could feel her heavy eyelids falling shut, her body giving itself over to the exhaustion of the day. It wasn't long before she was asleep, her body pressed against his as her soft breathing filled the room.

 

[LucianDevine]

As loathed as he was to do so, Zeke couldn't help but let his gaze follow the woman's movements as she walked around to the other side of the bed, shed her clothes, and crawled into the bed. His glimpse of her naked body was brief, but the picture in his mind's eye wasn't. He watched and felt her pull the blankets over both of them, and he had to suppress a soft sigh as he felt their softness cover his naked body. The feeling of the woman sliding closer to him drew it gaze to her. He felt her leg drape over his, her overheated body a slight surprise to his cooler one. It was hard to know what to expect, given the lateness of the hour and the fatigue that both of them were feeling. As such, the gentle touch and trace of her fingers along his stomach and toned abs did pull a sigh from him.

Though his body responded once more to the woman's touch, Zeke was glad when it fell away and landed heavily on the pillows between them. Her leg still lingered over his own, but that was it. She let out a sigh as she laid her own head against the pillows. Her words came with an odd tone, something between lust an uncertainty, a strange combination. Soon enough though, her eyes were closed and her breathing was soft and steady.

Zeke's sleep didn't come quite so quickly though, the forced position and inescapable feeling of metal against his wrists served as a constant distraction, no matter what he did. His body did eventually win that inner struggle though, and his head simply fell to the side on the pillows. His eyes closed and his own body finally drifted off to sleep for the first time in days.

There were no dreams filling Zeke's mind at first, a true testament to how exhausted his entire being had been though. There was no way to know how long he slept or what caused the dreams to suddenly appear, but his mind slowly started to imagine a woman. She'd been from his tribe, and the two of them had flirted often and fucked just as much. His mind's eye saw every curve of her naked body as she moved on top of him, and his body responded in kind, wantonly enjoying her attentions.

 

[Kaena]

Kearra's sleep was anything but peaceful. Her dreams were plague with images of death and destruction, rivers running red with blood. She tossed and turned, her body reacting to the turmoil her mind was putting her through. She woke several times in the night, fully aware of his naked body lying prone next to hers. Each time, she pressed her body against his for comfort before slipping back into an uneasy sleep.

The sun was just starting to peak through the window when she finally gave up on getting any resemblance of a good night's sleep. Finding herself lying on her back, with her hand lying across his bare stomach, she rolled towards him. Her eyes gazed appreciatively along his naked body that had been bared by her restfully entanglement of the blanket that had been covering him. She smiled as her eyes settled between his legs, his swollen cock a testament to any dreams he was having.

Pressing her body against his, she slowly trailed her hand down his stomach and along his inner thigh. Today would decide his fate and if it turned out negatively for him, she didn't see any harm in enjoying his body before it was too late. Running her fingers over his cock, she leaned in and kissed along his neck, her hot mouth nibbling on his ear as her hand continued to explore his body.

 

[LucianDevine]

Zeke's mind and body were all-consumed by the dream he was having. He could almost feel her lips on his neck, the soft curve of her breasts against his chest, her hand on his inner thigh and cock. It throbbed in her hand as he let out a primal groan. God how he wanted her. He could even smell her unique feminine scent, and it drove him crazy. His hips arched to her touch, showing her how eager he was for her.

In his mind, Zeke tried to reach for her, but the feeling of the chains pulled at his consciousness. His closed eye lids were shuddering and quaking, another testament to how deep he was in this dream of his. time and again he pulled at the chains, grunting and groaning with the effort as his body continued to respond to every touch of her hand on his unconscious body.

 

[Kaena]

Kearra almost pulled her hand away at the sound of his groan. She was sure she had woken him. Looking up at his face, she smiled when she saw that his eyes were still closed. It appeared he was having a dream that paralleled what was happening to him in her bed. She continued her slow exploration of his body with her lips and hand, shivering in anticipation each time he struggled against his chains in his sleep.

Pulling back from him, she could see that he was fully erect, his body sheen with sweat caused by his struggles. Her own body was reacting to him, her nipples becoming erect with each touch of her hand on his bare skin. It took all her might to resist climbing on top of him and straddling him, her wet pussy sliding down his hard cock. But she couldn't could she, he was asleep.

Taking one last look at his hard cock, she threw caution to the wind and straddled his waist, her pussy aching to take what she wanted from him. He did belong to her after all, to do with as she wished. She had already made that known to him. So its not like it should come as a surprise for him to wake up with her using him as her own personal toy.

Taking his cock in her hand, she guided it into her wet pussy and groaned softly as it filled her entirely. Sliding down his cock to the base, she slowly began to ride him, her hands on his shoulders holding him down, her eyes watching his face to see his reaction when he woke up and realized it wasn't just a dream.

 

[LucianDevine]

Zeke's hands continued to struggle against the restraints he could not see. He could feel her every other way, smell her body, smell her arousal, and feel her hands on his shoulders...pushing him down? He was standing wasn't he? Or sitting?

The conflicting realities started to pull at Zeke's consciousness. He saw the woman start to fade. He tried to cry out for her, his struggles redoubling, even as his voice somehow wouldn't come. The more he fought to hold onto what he knew now was a dream, the faster it pulled from him. Yet the feelings flooding his body didn't fade with them. They only grew stronger. Soon he was aware of a new feeling, his body rocking up and down and a pressure he hadn't felt before, on his upper thighs.

Zeke's eyes fluttered half-way open, blinked, and then opened fully. He saw the woman on top of him, staring him in the eye. Her face was bobbing up and down in his view, and that's when the sensations started to truly hit him.

"What...the FUCK?!" Zeke screamed, ignoring how good her cunt felt riding his cock. "Get the hell off me you crazy bitch!" He screamed again, fighting against his shackles with renewed vigor as he bucked his hips, trying to force her off of him. He didn't have the leverage though, and she clearly didn't care. He was powerless to stop her from taking what she clearly wanted, and he hated it. She was raping him of a sort, just like her soldiers had raped the women of his village. The pleasure was beyond him at this point. He was filled only with rage.

Despite his helpless situation, Zeke continued to fight the woman. He couldn't buck her off. So he tried to turn his hips, but that too proved impossible. Many men would have killed for the chance to be in his place, but Zeke found no pleasure in this. He desperately wished he could will his cock to be soft to deny her her pleasure, but even that was impossible. He had no choice but to endure it, stare her dead in the eyes and endure it.

 

[Kaena]

Even though Kearra was enjoying the conquest of his body, something was nagging at the edge of her conscience. The feel of his cock deep inside her as she rode him was bringing her more pleasure than she had felt in a long time, yet her mind was screaming at her to stop. As he struggled beneath her in his sleep she was pushed closer and closer to the edge, her body taking from him what it desperately wanted. Her juices flowed freely down his cock as she rode him, her breath deepening.

When he finally awoke, she could see the anger in his eyes and she knew she should have listened to her conscience and stopped herself before it was too late. Even though she understood his reaction, she was surprised. His body had reacted to her touch the night before and now while he was sleeping. She knew he was not adverse to the thought of their coupling. As guilty as she was feeling, the way he was reacting also was making her angry. No man had denied her from taking what she wanted, and she wasn't about to let him be the first. She had spared his life in the ring and he belonged to her, nothing was going to change that now.

She tightened her knees around his waist, holding him in place as she continued to ride his cock. She could feel by his hardness inside her that his anger did nothing to squell the pleasure he was feeling. As much as he fought her, his eyes staring daggers deep into her soul, his body wanted her as much as she wanted him.

"That's enough,"she warned, her voice catching as a wave of pleasure washed over her. "I will not tolerate you giving me orders. I already told you that you now belong to me. I will do with you as I wish." The combination of his strong body struggling beneath her and his hard cock driving deep inside her was finally too much. She cried out loudly as she came, her body riding him to fruition before she collapsed against his chest trying to catch her breath.

"You will do well to remember that I spared your life boy," she said quietly as she slowly slid of his cock and rolled off him. Leaving the words hanging in the air, she moved to the edge of the bed and stood up, her legs still shaky from the aftermath of her orgasm. Picking up her robe, she slid into its silkiness, leaving him the only one left naked in the room.

 

[LucianDevine]

Despite the fact that his efforts were yielding no results at all, Zeke continued to struggle. If he couldn't get her off, he at least hoped that he could ruin her release. Sadly though, he wasn't even able to do that. He heard the command that she voice, but found at least a small bit of pleasure in hearing her voice crack. He wasn't able to stop her or her release, but he'd at least been able to take that small victory.

Zeke did finally stop fighting when the woman's release finally let up and she collapsed on top of him. He knew that he could probably take that opportunity to dump her off of him, but at that point it wasn't worth it anymore.

Even with all the anger flowing through Zeke at that moment, nothing could stop the shudder that came when her wet pussy slid off of his cock. They both glistened with a thin sheen of sweat from their efforts, but she was the only one that had needed to catch her breath. He also saw the way her legs quaked when she stood up, despite the strong front she tried to put up.

"I never asked to be spared..." Zeke started weakly before pausing. "And I might have given you what you wanted and more, given the choice..." He let his last words hang in the air, wondering whether they would get him killed or not. He wouldn't blame her if she did it, but he still wasn't going to beg for his life."

 

[Kaena]

Any weakness aftermath of her orgasm was instantly erased by her renewed anger at his words. She stood contemplating her next move, silent as she appreciated his naked body from across the bed. It would be so much easier to just kill him and sweep this whole thing under the rug, but despite her flaws, she was not the monster she was certain he saw her as. Still, she couldn't appear weak to him either. It was a risky game she was playing and she was not sure if she was on the winning team.

Taking a wicked looking knife from its stand on her bedside table, she moved swiftly to his side of the bed. Pressing the dull side of the blade against his throat, she stared deeply into his eyes, her gaze cool in comparison to the angry heat in his.

"Don't think I wouldn't kill you if I wanted to," she lied, hoping he wouldn't call her bluff. "As for you having a choice. You don't." Leaving it at that, she took a deep breath before moving away from him and returning the knife to its sheath. "Ungrateful," she whispered to herself as she moved to gather her clothes for the day. Leaving him on the bed, she went to the chamber door and opened it, ordering the men outside to fetch her breakfast and bring hot water to draw her a bath. The men scurried off down the hall, leaving her most trusted guard Kaldar still standing watch.

Looking back at where Zeke lay on the bed, she stepped out of the room and closed the door, her back to Kaldar as she gathered her emotions. She had grown up with Kaldar and he had been her closest confident since he was assigned as her guard at the age of 15. Still she hesitated in speaking with him about what Zeke had told her. It wasn't that she didn't trust him, it was more that she didn't want him to see how deeply it effected her, since he was always able to read her so well. Still he was all he had, and she knew he would do whatever she needed to have done when the time came. Taking a deep breath, she turned to address him.

"I received some disturbing news last night," she began, looking up at him. Though she was not as short as some women, Kaldar towered over her at an impressive 6'7". His face softened when he noticed her distress. Though he knew he never could be with the queen, Kaldar always had a softness in his heart for Kearra.

"Tell me what it is my queen," he replied repectfully. "I can see you are distressed. If it was that savage you spared last night, I will rip him limb to limb." Kearra could see the anger spark in Kaldar's eyes and she put her hand on his arm to calm him.

"No, it is not him, well yes... but no not really," she replied, taking another deep breath. "I have learned that some of the men that have been brought to the death matches are not necessarily prisoners of war. Some of them have been dragged to their death from their peaceful villages, their family and friends slaughtered or sold. I have been told that Aerden and his men have being acting on their own accord. Attacking villages we have not had any conflict with and either killing or enslaving their men, women and children."

"Where did you hear that from my queen?" Kaldar questioned, hoping she would not become angry at him questioning her. "Your men are loyal to you. They would not commit such blatant acts of disobedience. Is that savage filling your head with lies, making you question your own people."

Kearra felt a flash of anger at his words but bit the retort that was on the tip of her tongue. What Kaldar spoke was what had been weighing on her own mind the night before. But, she didn't understand why, but she believe what Zeke had told her.

"I know it sounds incredulous Kaldar," she replied, shaking her head. "But, I believe what he has told me. I saw the pain and anger in his eyes at the injustice that he was put through. Even if I don't want to believe it. I know it is the truth." At those words, the other men returned carrying trays of food and buckets full of heavy water. Flashing Kaldar a glance to silence him, she ordered the men to bring the stuff into her chamber. She watched as they did what they were told, before turning to address Kaldar again.

"Tell Aeden I wish to meet with him in the throne room within the hour," she ordered, turning back to the room and stepping in, watching her men fill the tub and lay out the food, their eyes adverted from the naked man on the bed. Her stance was dismissive of Kaldar, leaving no room open for argument.

"Yes, my queen," Kaldar replied, bowing low before striding confidently down the hall to find the object of his queen's wrath. As much as he wanted to slit the dog's throat and watch him bleed out at his feet for the situation he had put his queen through, he knew she would divert her anger to him if she was allowed to enact her own punishment on the guilty parties.

Once the men had finished their tasks, Kearra dismissed them as well and closed the chamber door behind her. Moving to the bed, she unlocked the chaining locking Zeke's shackles to the head of the bed, but, she left the shackles in place. With the anger she had seen in him earlier, there was no way she as going to allow him to have his hands free.

Dropping her robe to the floor, she walked over the tub and climbed in, the hot water instantly easing her aching muscles. She lay back in the water, her eyes closed for a moment before looking back at Zeke. "Get in with me," she ordered, moving her body to give him room to join her. Her voice left no room for argument. It was up to him as to whether he would obey.

 

[LucianDevine]

Zeke hadn't noticed the knife stand or it's contents on the bedside table when he'd studied the room before. He only really saw it now because he'd followed her movements to her side of the bed. After she pulled the wicked-looking knife she walked back around the bed to his side, his violet gaze following every one of her movements, even as she moved beside him and held the dull side of it to his throat. He swallowed hard, but said nothing.

The woman's words made her point quite clear, but her actions still mystified Zeke. She'd taken the risk of getting into the cage with him, chose not to kill him, had him brought here of all places, whipped him a couple times, gone to bed, and fucked him. Surely she had to know that it would just be easier to kill him and be done with it, yet she kept sparing his life.

The woman's next words were towards the men she had outside the room, demanding breakfast and water for a bath. She then stepped outside and closed the door. Zeke caught bits and pieces of what the too of them said, but it was enough. When the door opened again, it wasn't the woman, though he could see her standing beside it on the other side. It was the men bringing the things that she'd asked for. For the second time he was left naked for everybody to see, though they averted their eyes and focused on the task at hand.

When the men were done with their tasks, they left the room and the woman closed the door behind them. Zeke's eyes reflected his confusion as she then walked over and loosed the shackles that bound him from the chain holding them to the bed. She then shamelessly let her robe slip off her shoulders to the floor so she could step into the large tub.

The woman mystified him once more when she commanded Zeke to get into the tub with her. She'd already gotten what she wanted from him. She couldn't possibly want to go another round so soon, could she? Still, her tone of voice made it quite clear that he was going to end up in that tub one way or another.

Zeke slid off the bed and walked around it towards the tub. He did take a slight detour though, walking around it once, wanting to see if she reacted at all when he moved behind her. He had no intention of doing anything though, just sizing her up in a way. After that he walked to the other end of the tub and carefully stepped in. The water was hot, but actually cooler than his overheated flesh and thus felt really damn good. He bent down and braced one of his hands on the side of the tub so he could lower the rest of his body down into the water. He let out a low groan, leaned back against the tub, extended his legs beside her, and just took several deep breaths, trying to enjoy this moment for what it was.

As much as Zeke wanted to sit back and relax, the woman's words brought a question to his mind. His violet eyes opened, and he looked at her. "Will I be free to go when you find out the truth about what happened?" As he asked his question, he let his leg sag to the side until it rested against hers.

 

[Kaena]

Kearra waited to bated breath to see if he would obey her order, the warm water against her skin working to calm her from her earlier anger. It took all her energy to stop herself from watching him as he slid from the bed and moved around behind her. She knew she was taking a chance by letting down her guard, but, something told her she was in no danger from him at the moment. She was also confident in her own abilities, that she really didnt fear him while his hands were still shackled together.

She watched as he finally climbed into the tub and settled into the water. She could see the relief on his and smiled at his groan as he leaned back against the cool porcelin of the tub. She could tell he wanted to give in and just enjoy the relaxing waters, but something was on his mind. She didn't have to wait long before he asked the question that she had hoped she wouldn't have to answer.

"No," she answered honestly, her icy blue gaze raising to meet his. "The circumstances of you being here are not ideal, however, it does not negate the fact that I spared your life. It is our custom that if someone's life is spared, that person belongs to the one who spared them. So by the laws of the land, you belong to me. It is not necessarily a law I agree with. Why should someone have to chose between freedom and death. But, even as queen there are some things even I am required to do."

Picking up a wash cloth, she began to slowly wash herself, weighing her next words very carefully. "If I were to allow you to go free," she continued, a defeated sigh escaping her lips. "My rulership would come into question and you wouldn't necessarily be a free man. There would be those that would hunt you down and kill you. If what you say is true, I will have to punish the men involved and there will be others in the kingdom that will not agree with my decision. They would not do anything against me, but you would be an easy target for their anger."

Rising to her knees between his legs, she began to slowly wash him with the cloth. Her gentle hands guided the material over his shoulders and down his hard chest. Her body still tingled a little from earlier and the site of him naked before her wasn't helping the situation. She tried to ignore the feeling as she slowly washed the night sweat from his body, pausing to look into his eyes before moving her hand beneath the water and take his cock in her hand, gently washing her juices from his skin as she leaned in and slowly trailed her lips along the freshly washed skin on his neck.

 

[LucianDevine]

Zeke didn't like the answer he got from the woman. Hell, he down right hated it, but at least she was honest. He held her gaze as she spoke, offering up the reason for why he wasn't allowed to leave. It made sense in it's own way, but naturally didn't feel fair given the way he'd ended up in the situation in the first place. Then again, nobody ever said life was fair.

The woman picked up a wash cloth and started to clean herself as she talk. He listened intently to them, but his gaze followed the path of the cloth she held as it moved slowly over her beautiful and glistening body. It was her turn to be dismissive of him and his skills now, saying that he'd be an easy target. In reality killing him would be anything but easy if he knew they were coming. The men that attacked his village had simply caught them off guard, and he had no intention of being caught off guard like that again. That sentiment didn't apply to the woman before him though, because her very next action did catch him off guard. He wasn't surprised when she shifted to her knees, but he was surprised when she eased his legs apart and crawled between them. Her actions made him tense up, but he didn't try to push her away. H was curious what she was going to do.

Zeke's patient curiosity was rewarded with the gentle touch of the cloth on his shoulders. His breath hitched at the touch of it, and he felt himself quivering as it slide off of one shoulder and down his chest. His eyes drifted closed for but a moment before he felt her hand pause in it's self-appointed task. He opened his eyes and saw her looking back into his. The icy cold stare that had greeted him when he woke up and when she'd answered his question. There was a gentleness to it that made him swallow the lump that tried to form in his throat. Her hand then dipped below the water, and he had to stifle a gasp when he felt her grip his cock. It had softened after she'd gotten what she wanted from it, but the feeling of her hand stirred it to life once more. If the touch of her hand wasn't enough, the sight and feel of her leaning close to trail her lips across his neck certainly would have done the trick.

A low groan slipped from Zeke's lips as his neck fell to the side of it's own accord, giving her lips better access to it as his cock jumped in her hand. He let out a soft sigh as the combination of sensations built his body up once more. He wasn't yet sure what she intended or if he wanted it, but for the moment he was a slave to the whims of his own body, not unlike when he'd been restrained in the middle of the room.

 

[Kaena]

Kearra could tell that he had not been happy with her answer, but, she was surprised that he didn't argue with her about it. Instead he just sat silently, listening to her words, his eyes watching the trail of the washcloth along her body. It was no question that he appreciated her naked body, though he had yet to voice his opinion.

His actions when she turned the cloth to his skin spoke louder than words. He could have tried to stop her, but instead his eyes drifted close and he shivered beneath her touch. His body's reaction to her hand on his cock brought a soft smile to her lips as she continued to run the cloth along his cock and inner thigh. She could feel the heat of his body beneath her hand, her own body reacting accordingly.

The feeling between her legs at the site of him willingly giving her access to his neck was almost electric. She tangled the fingers of her spare hand in his hair to hold him in place as renewed her sensual exploration of his neck, her lips trailing up to his ear as she nibbled softly on his earlobe before moving back down his neck. Dipping her head lower, she kissed down his bare chest before taking one of his nipples in her mouth and teasing it lightly with her tongue. Her task of cleaning him was now forgotten, the cloth fallen from her hand into the slowly cooling water.

Looking back up to meet his eyes, she repositioned herself again, this time her knees on either side of his legs, her tight ass resting againts his legs as she straddled him. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her outer pussy lips, trapped between his body and hers. Though she had told him early that he had no choice in what she did with him, she still felt a tinge of guilt at what she had done. Her body wanted him, but she wasn't going to take what she wanted by force.

"You want me don't you Zeke?" she asked, moving gently against him, using her body to tease him further. "Say you want me to fuck you. Even better yet, beg me to fuck you."

 

[LucianDevine]

Though he hadn't spoken a word about his enjoyment of the woman's touch, Zeke knew that she knew. Her other hand slid around to grip his hair. It wasn't a tight or painful grip, but with just enough force to keep his head in place as her lips took full advantage of him tilting his head. Her lips kissed and nibbled their way up his neck to his ear, and he let out another low groan as he felt her nibbling on his earlobe. A soft sigh of dismay slipped from him as he felt her lips trail back down his neck. That sigh was quickly followed by another one, this one of pleasure, when he felt her lips on his bare chest.

Zeke's shackles rattled a bit as he tried to reach for her, wanting to run his own fingers through her hair and maybe hold her lips against his nipple a bit longer. The sound of them rattling might have broken the atmosphere that enveloped the two of them, if not for the hand that lingered between his legs, running the cloth along his thighs and achingly hard cock.

When the woman pulled her lips away, Zeke finally opened his eyes. Her blue ones were looking at him, slightly darker than normal, likely because of the arousal he suspected was boiling inside her. He only had to suspect it for a moment, because no sooner did their eyes meet than she shifted her position in the tub once more, using her knees to push his legs together so she could straddle him. He knew what she wanted, even before she started to grind her cunt against his cock.

The feeling of the woman's knowing movements made Zeke's lip quiver and his body quake with pleasure and arousal. His cock was trying to jump and twitch, pulsing with each motion, even if it couldn't do so because of the way it was trapped between them. The woman's words were unexpected, even if they were obviously true. What came next was less unexpected though. Her words weren't taunting though, but more of a command. They both knew that he wanted her, and though part of him wanted to resist, he didn't know if he could handle another vigorous fucking without being allowed to cum. For that was surely what would happen if he tried to refuse her.

"P-p-please don't deny me again..." Zeke started softly, his body quaking beneath and against hers. "Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me PLEASE fuck me!" He knew that begging like this made him look weak, but after waking up the way he had, and having her like this now, he was willing to accept it, at least for now. He just wished that his hands were free so that he could hold her against him and feel her hard nipples against his chest. He didn't mind being ridden of course. I mean what guy would? But he wished that he could properly participate, even if he understood why it couldn't be allowed.

 

[Kaena]

It took all her resolve to not slide her pussy down onto his hard cock and ride him until they both came, but, she was also enjoying her toying with his body, the sound of his begging sending shivers down her spine.

The rattle of the chain on his shackles as he tried to reach for her reminder her that he was still bound. She contemplated freeing his hands, but then thought against it. Grabbing the chain between the shackles, she pulled his hands up and hooked a link of the chain on a hook at the head of the bathtub, created just for that purpose. Now he was even more at her mercy and the thought of it made pussy wet in anticipation.

Shifting her body up, she guided his cock into her pussy, groaning softly as she slid down on his hard shaft. Leaning into him, she once again kissed up the side of his neck and took his earlobe in her mouth as she began to slowly ride him, resisting the urge to ride him fast and hard.

"You will not come without asking," she whispered in his ear, her voice sultry with her arousal. "If you do, I will make you regret it." With those words, she moved her hands to the side of the tub and began to ride him faster, her body grinding against his. Taking her pleasure from his body, her pussy clenching tightly around his hard cock.

 

[LucianDevine]

Zeke's heart leapt a touch when he saw the woman reaching for the shackles that bound his hands. He thought for a moment that might in fact free them, but couldn't be overly surprised or disappointed when she didn't. He did not expect her to have something in place to secure the shackles to, though at this point it might almost be fair to assume that she may have such things all over.

Any disappointment Zeke might have had when he felt his hands secured quickly faded when the woman shifted her hips just so. Her cunt found his cock without any other assistance, and he was still holding her gaze as she slowly impaled herself on him. The two groaned in unison then, and his eyes drifted closed. The sudden press of her body while his eyes were closed naturally caught him off guard, and another groan slipped from him when her lips found his neck once more. They left a trail of tingle in their wake, a trail that ended at his earlobe. His body quaked then, an uncontrollable shiver ravaging his body as he felt the combination of her lips there, her hips starting to ride him, and those lovely hard nipples pressed against his chest.

The woman's words had a confusing effect on Zeke. They made him remember his place, as if the chains weren't enough, but the sultry tone told him how much she was enjoying what she was doing, as if he needed any more evidence. He said nothing in response to her words, but gasped when he felt her pussy clench around his cock. This was so similar to how he'd woken up, but the differences changed everything. He felt her start to ride him harder and faster, her lovely breasts grinding against his chest as her lips continued to ravage his earlobe and neck. He was not to be outdone though, and pressed his own lips against any flesh that he could. His position and bonds made it hard for him to participate, but he could still lift his hips to match her movements, his breath coming faster with every writhing motion.

 

[Kaena]

The way his body was reacting to her was increasing her arousal by ten fold. His hard cock buried deep inside her was filling her completely, her pussy tight as she rode him. She couldn't help but notice his reaction to her lips on his ear lobe and she smile to herself. It appeared she had found weak spot, one she intended to use against him, though not in a malicious way. She nibbled on the soft skin as she grinded against him, her breath quickening.

The soft touch of his lips to her neck startled her for a second before drawing a soft moan from her lips. His lips trailed along her neck and bare shoulder, sending shivers down her spine. Pulling back from his ear, she looked into his eyes, pleased at the arousal she saw in them. Her eyes trailed down to his lips and she hesitated for brief second before leaning in and capturing his lips with her own. Her soft moan as his cock drove her higher and higher was muffled against his lips as she kissed him passionately, her tongue slipping between his lips to dance playful against his.

Moving her hands to the tub edge behind him, she brought her body down to meet his as he raised his hip, his cock pushing deeper inside her than before and pulling a pleasure filled moan from her lips. Feeling herself getting close to the edge, she pulled back from his lips and slowed down, using her body to control the speed she rode him, as well as the rise of her orgasm. She didn't want to come yet. She wanted to hear him beg her for release before she gave herself over completely to the passion that was building inside her.

 

[LucianDevine]

The nibbling of the woman's lips on his earlobe and the sensitive part of his neck sent shivers down Zeke's spine, not unlike the ones he suspect she felt when his own lips caused, in addition to the moan that slipped from her. Their breath quickened as one, theirs bodies locked in this carnal embrace that could have but one ending.

When the woman pulled back, pulling her lips from him, Zeke genuinely feared he'd done something wrong, even though her body never ceased in it's motion, rising and falling, grinding down on him, and repeating once more. Her eyes were darkened with arousal, and he knew his were likely the same. He saw the way her eyes dropped from his to his lips, and he saw the gears turning in her head. He knew what she was considering, and he couldn't explain it, but god did he want her to kiss him.

The moments that passed with the woman's eyes looking at his lips were torture for Zeke, even with the powerful sensations her lovely body was causing within him. Then her lips were suddenly on his. He'd barely been aware of her leaning close, and hadn't had time to take a breath. When she moaned as his cock went particularly deep though, he did manage to steal one. Their bodies never missed a beat though, and continued to rut like animals as their upper bodies danced their way through a battle all their own.

The woman's tongue surging into his mouth only made Zeke respond in kind, his own tongue wrestling with and swirling around hers as he tilted his head, deepening the kiss even further. The sloshing of water filling the room and almost drowning out the sounds the rutting pair was making. He felt her arms move, wrapping around him in a way, but gripping the tub behind him down. She used that leverage to bear down on him that much more, making his cock go deeper with each thrust and plunge of their hips. The moan that he pulled from her made her pull her lips away.

The woman slowing down pulled a groan of dismay from Zeke. His position gave him limited leverage, ensuring that he couldn't push the pace like he wanted. He could see the look in her eyes as she moved slowly up and down, every motion punishingly deliberate as she gave them both just enough pleasure to get close, but not nearly enough to find the sweet release their bodies needed.

Zeke's body was more than familiar with this game, and with experience came stamina. That stamina was further boosted by having just woken up and being desensitized in the water. Under normal circumstances he'd be able to go for quite some time before he was forced to do as she asked. There was an extenuating circumstance in this case though, and that was the way he'd been woken up. His body had already danced this dance once already this morning. Still, he held out as long as he could. He tightened every muscle in his body, right down to the thighs that she straddled, hoping, wishing, and praying for resistance, even though he knew it was futile. His entire body quaked with the effort, while hers held to that steady and torturous pace. And that look in her eyes was there, was always there. They both knew he would crack. It was simply a matter of time.

 

[Kaena]

The groan of dismay that fell from his lips as she slowed told her that she had him exactly where she wanted him. She had played this game many times and was an expert at holding back her own release until she got what she wanted. She just wondered how long he would last.

Tightening her knees around his thighs, she moved slid her pussy excrutiatingly slow down his cock and back up, her pussy throbbing at the sensation. As a moan escaped her lips, she quickened the pace for a few seconds before slowing it down again, her breath quickening in response. She could feel his muscles tightening beneath her as he fought to hold back his release and it brought a smirk to her lips. She knew if she let go and rode him hard and fast, there was no way he would be able to hold back his release.

Leaning into him, she captured his mouth again with hers and kissed him deeply before gently biting his lip and moving her lips back to gently teasing his ear.

"I know you want it ," she whispered teasingly in his ear, her breath hot against his skin. "Give me what I want and perhaps I will allow you what I know you desperately need right now." Laughing softly, she moved her lips to his neck and bit him softly as her pace quickened again, this time steady and with no pause. Her moans increased as she allowed herself to pushed closer and closer to release.