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"You are useless as long as you refuse to work for me. I will not kill you, it would be too much of a waste. Promise to do everything I say from now on, and you will live, and be very useful."

He was more than ready to starve her another week, if he had to. He was not one to forgive attacks like hers easily.
 
Elizabecka nodded: fine, i will...now give me food before i black out....damn it...*she cursed the day they met and pray to find a way out of his life* I will even kill for you if thats what you want...
 
"Much better! I will get you some food, and then we can begin your training. Maybe I should get you some chains, too, what do you think? I am sure that, as soon as I feed you, you will use your new strength for another attack..."
 
Elizabecka glared at him: chains? are you insane....i gave you my fucking word...stop acting paranoid, even if i wanted too, it be too hard since i dont know the damn area...I dont even know my location, its not like the woods where i can properly hide even then it has down sides...*her stomach growling*
 
"Well... maybe we can do without them, as long as I keep you under control. I will bring you back to your cell now, and get you some food. We can talk about your training later."

Even naked and hungry, she did not entirely lose her fighting spirit. What a fine assassin she would make!
 
Elizabecka she looks at the door and back at him: i would of thought after everything, you would want me to lie in your bed tonight...*gets up slowly ,pushing herself through the pain: after all this, i hope i get a buffet...
 
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"My bed? That is an idea... but can I trust you not to kill me? And, no, you are still not getting your damned buffet. I know what you are like when you are not half-starved, and I have no intention to see that again."

He emphasized that last point by whispering and grabbing her by the throat. What an irritating woman!
 
Elizabecka: i suppose you wont trust me in your bed..I gave you my damn word, you...*Her words cut off as he grip her throat*

**He has his guard bring her down to her cell and feed her properly for the next 72 hour till she is recovered. The following day , he has the guard pull her from her cell giving her shorts and tank top before guiding her in another part of the house. Where he was with the trainer he hired to teach her to fight..He had found the man in the military and explain her he would be her teacher while he be in his office with paperwork. She was instructed to return to his office after the 5 hour training*

Elizabecka watched him leave before turning to her new trainer, she would rather be relaxing looking at the sky than be trained but knew she had no choice*
 
"I heard that you like to raise trouble, little one", the trainer growled, "Well, let me tell you that I am fully authorized to slit your bowels and leave you bleeding out if you try any of that with me. Also I have this". He took a long leather whip and let it crack in her direction severa ltimes. "I am also fully authorized to whip your back bloody if you do anything I do not like. Understand? Then let's begin with some wrestling."
He grabbed her by the arms and continued: "Show me what you can do - just do anything you want to escape. Except kick me in the nutsack. I have a cup down there, and you can never be sure your enemies aren't wearing one either", he said with a dry chuckle.
 
Elizabecka listened quietly and walks him talk as he approached and grab her arm: I was simply defending myself, i do not like violence...*blinks at him as she looks at his arm and back at him: i dont know how to wrestle..i seen it but never...understood it to do it..*it was obvious, she was not what he expected and she seem curious and patient like a perfect student* You will need to teach me, after all , i dont wanna fight like a girl and embarrass myself...
 
He frowned. Was this the deadly little package of power he had been promised? "Well, all right...", he replied after thinking for a bit. "Let us start with the basics."
He demonstrated a few basic moves - using full force, of course, so that she smashed into the thinly-padded floor a few times. "Now you. And I want you to put some effort behind it! If I notice you slacking even a little bit, your back will not thank you for it at all!"
He took position and waited for his "student" to comply. She better not disappoint him again!
 
Elizabecka hissed as she landed on her ass, she sat back up and practice the move, its moion before she faced him. Nods before she repeated the move with her full strenght and threw him few feet back before she sat up: it atually worked..But i feel i messed up the last moves, she took back her posistion and repeated the move: Like this? or am i aiming to high...i feel i messed the move in the last part....*It was obvious she was quite awared of her own motion and severe on perfecting everything.
 
He was a veteran of a few fights, and had seen his share of whorehouses in his time, but the nimble movements of that tight body were something completely new. He had to struggle to stay professional, but he did complete the lesson without ravaging her, or - he hoped - without her noticing his giant boner. Again and again, he demanded the same techniques of her; he could not get enough of that feeling.
 
Elizabecka followed and study every move he thought her, she was actually enjoying the course as he was a great teacher.She had small impression he kept a close eye on her that had nothing to do with his job. She didnt mind as he was good looking and she enjoyed his touch and skills. Even as he flip her on the ground as he got of top, they started to smile and even laugh. She found herself wondering how he would fuck her .
 
She was still going. Amazing! He was doing his best to train her to exhaustion. First of all, he was expected to. And second, it meant more time pressing tightly against her, squeezing her chest hard and feeling those perfect round orbs wiggle under his grip as she was trying to free herself, rubbing her behind against the bulge in his pants on purpose and any other way he could think of to enjoy that body a bit longer.
 
Elizabecka smirks feeling his cock hard as she purposely push back against it, rubbing to torture him as he train her. She doubted he try make a move on her as she was his boss wife. She push back her hair and glance back: I only have an hour left till i need meet my husband in his office...so if you got something to teach me you better hurry...*smirks*
 
"Husband?", he snorted, "You are a fucktoy, nothing more. And our lesson ends when I say it ends. Last warning. Say shit like that again, and it's the whip."
He put her in a stranglehold with his arm around her neck and squeezed just a little bit. Maybe that would scare her, or at least shut her up because she could not breathe...
 
Elizabecka hisses as he insult her, loosing her focus: fuck you, asshole *eyes bulges as he begins to strangle her for real, she tries to claw at his arm. Tries back away as she grip his hold, he ca feel her press her ass against his hard cock.She curses as she feels unable to break free and goes for his eyes, pressing her thumb in his eye*
 
Damn! She was good... he had just taught her that a few minutes ago, and she was already going for his eyes! The pain was just barely bearable, but it was, for now. He tried to ignore the agonized screams from his eyeballs and squeezed harder. She had to let go when she fainted!
 
Elizabecka hissed as she released and hook her finger in his nostril and began to pull, he knew it was easy to tare and she wouldn't hesitate make a bloody mess and he felt his nose about to tare off his face.
 
Even though he was trying to squeeze the life out of her, she went for his nose! For a brief moment before the pain overwhelmed him, he felt something like pride at his vicious student. Then it got too much. His nose was at breaking point... he could not keep strangling her for much longer.
 
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