“Such language,” he murmured, intensifying the pain.
My cry of agony rang out again.
Trying to control my gasping, rasping breathing I closed my eyes and tried my level best to get my breathing closer to normal.
He didn’t give me the chance. “What you need is a lesson manners,” he hissed and nudged the level up another two notches.
I almost blacked out but wasn’t that lucky.
I shook, unable to writhe and screamed again. It trailed of into agonized gasps… sweat beaded my face.
He caressed my sweaty neck with his free hand; those talons were still razor sharp. The hand in my hair hadn’t relaxed even for an instant.
Never one to miss an opportunity to grind me under his heel he asked, “Who am I?” He was almost sub-vocalising.
((Mmmmaster)) My mind gasped, my response almost immediate. Afire with and distracted by pain my resistance factor was practically nil.
“Correct! Now slave, beg! Beg me for release! Beg me to stop the pain!”
Exhausted as I was, I gasped and shook and twitched and screamed but I didn’t answer him.
“Very well,” he purred and jacked the pain level again.
I cried out once more my body ridged with pain. He seemed to be having fun though… it was like he was getting off on it.
“Beg slave! Beg for an end to the agony! Do it! NOW!”
I screamed some more, my voice growing raspy and raw from continual screaming
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