Each breath escaped Feng like she was running from a fire, and she almost wanted to, but it was so indescribably perfect and terrifying how close she was to shattering. The starbursts decorated her vision as her eyes widened and unfocused, mind going towards the heavens as she endured the harsh pleasure attacking each and every weak point. As she began to near her breaking point, Feng's breath caught up with her and her walls clenched around nothing. The lady noticed this and began rubbing more intensely, the pleasure gripping Feng more and more. She could barely take this.
"Oh- Oh my godddd" Feng slurred, drool flowing freely from her throat, rubbed raw from the almost choir-like moans that had been spilling out prior, unrestrained and unabashed.
That seemed to have flipped a switch in the black haired woman who added been rubbing torturous circles directly on her exposed clit, further driving Feng into madness, rugged didgets moving with expert priscision.
Feng's cries grew more wanton and another switch was flipped as the lady became more primal
she all but lunged and grabbed her by the throat, making Feng's eyes refocus, her consciousness crashing back into her as she became acutely aware of her surroundings, the mindset of a caught rabbit setting in, but somehow this was even more pleasurable, as she hung on iron fan's every word her oxygen slightly depleting, the pressure further exciting Feng. The lady whispered sweetly in Feng's ear, almost breathy, which sent shivers down her spine as the lady's other hand pinned Feng's hands above her head, claws pricking skin.
"Yes, I am your god, and you'd do best to recognize that more often"
That seemed to fuel Feng's fire as she completely gave into a mindset unfamiliar, a mindset of ferality that had her desperately seeking the pleasure of her throbbing, neglected clit, no her entire being craved, her temperature rose to a fervor as her needs and wants became the same. She needed warmth, false stability, but more than ever her wanting mind craved to be broken by the powerful woman on top of her, just as much as she had wanted to challenge her previously, although the notion still remained, almost wanting to be torn apart further, to be ravaged completely until only bones were left. To be consumed as prey. Finally her body and mind were in sync.
Her hips bucked with need and her pleas for release rose, making lady iron fan smirk as her clawed hands to loosened, traveling down to the sides of her hips at an achingly slow rate, teasing Feng further
as the lady watched her expressions, face hovering above face, breath fanning on one another. Iron fan looked deeply into her eyes and smiled. Then suddenly and with a startling force she slammed Feng's still-grinding hips down, head lowered as she began to slowly descend. Feng's body almost flailing against the pressure as the lady began to trace patterns down Feng's abdomen with her wicked tongue. And finally stopping above Feng's abdomen. And then she attacked ravenously. Realizing she'd been holding her breath Feng gasped for air, fueling her high that she'd been chasing for hours. her mind cracking as the lady added more and more stimulation. The lady's eyes seemed to gleam as she watched Feng's reaction the entire time, with the look of a beast towards its meal, of focused intent and odd lust. Her eyes looked like they'd swallow feng whole and she just might, Feng thought. At least she wasn't found out. Her betrayal would mean being ripped to shreds by the same hands holding her thighs down.
Suddenly, as though she was reading her mind, Lady iron fan pulled Feng's legs in so her ass was touching the lady's thighs.
The lewd smirk was replaced with a look that could scare even the most powerful god, as her tone lowered to an intimidatingly monotone rasp. The mood shifted to that of an executioner and the guilty. She knew. But how?
Feng's heart plummeted and she felt as though cold water had been poured on her.
"Say, why has our progress been slowing?" The lady asked, in an unfamiliar cold voice.
"W-" Feng started, trying to sit up. Her arms went tawt, chains clicking from either side of the bed. Wait, when had those cuffs been put on her wrists? Panic set in and Feng realized just how fucked she was.
The room felt colder as it almost largened, the lady's eyes almost glowing brighter and Feng knew, but couldn't bring herself to accept it. The look in Iron fan's eyes said it all
Feng was nothing more than a fly caught in a spider's web, but the least she could do was try to escape with her life, maybe even with Iron Fan as well.
Attempting to shake off suspicion, she smiled, and desperately tried to keep an even tone, false confidence should work.
"We've expelled all of our options, my lady, we're spreading our forces out as is."
Her breathing almost gave her away, but the lady was still dissatisfied with her answer. Staring her down the lady searched for any signs of lies, hoping for a slipup. She found what she was looking for in Feng's thigh pulse.
A pregnant pause and then the lady smirked, making Feng even more unnerved.
"Then, since our forces are so unreliable, their trainer must be as well. Looks like I'll have to replace them."
Fuck. Feng had been training with the troops against the lady's orders, after realizing they’d become more rebellious to try and find a weakness in the defenses. she didn't think the lady knew and her eyes started to well up.
" But, but I've been good. Please-"
Feng fell quiet, hiccups racking her chest as she became overwhelmed, the lady never said anything unless she meant it, she didn't want to be alone again, she couldn't handle the pain, the crushing weight of it all, she needed her lady, her god, her everything.
Smirking, the lady began to break her down further
"Oh? The former priestess and first daughter of the dragon has completely failed me and is crying right in front of my very eyes? A sight unbeheld by many I suppose." her sadistic smirk widened, eyes tearing Feng apart by the second.
"Or have you never been worth my time? Look at you. Pathetic."
Feng struggled to not wail right then and there, she didn't want to be thrown away again, she needed to be loved, she needed to prove her worth, so she laid and wept silently as her lady had ordered. Waiting for the next one.
" Speak, how will you prove your worth?"
Feng took a shuddering breath and uttered the first thing that came to mind.
"Please, please my lady, anything you desire, I'll be your whore, your puppet, whatever you wish of me I shall do."
Feng's voice shook, and the lady began to draw circles around Feng's clit once more, seeming almost amused by her suffering and whimpers.
"And if you fail to do so?"
Feng's breath caught in her throat, judgment clouded by lust and devotion.
"Answer." The lady harshly flicked the exposed bundle of nerves, irritated at the hesitation of the pitiful woman.
"T-then do with me as you see fit, my lady. I'm yours, body and soul." Feng stammered out as the lady had begun pinching her reddened clit.
"Perfect, my love, there's a good giiirl."
And resumed her previous ministrations to Feng's exposed pussy, causing the woman to throw her head back and shudder out thank you's with every breath, babbling as she reached her climax and begged and pleaded to have more, she needed to feel full, she needed that pain.
This time, her lady obliged, pulling away methodically thrusting with the strap on she'd donned previously, enjoying the pleasured screams uttered from Feng's beautiful throat, truly the lady was enamored as she watched the bliss drive Feng to almost madness.
"Please please pleaseee" Feng begged, reaching her high as the world crashed into her, waves of pleasure wracking her body, the lady's claws digging deep into her hips bringing her even closer.
" Not until you do better. Leave the robots alone and I just might."
Iron fan quipped, pulling out. She searched the room for a towel as Feng kept babbling and pleading, tears streaming freely. The lady was hanging but afterwards was a must, no matter how far she went. Cleaning was definitely needed since Feng was absolutely dripping.
As she unlocked Feng's restraints the lady whispered lewdly into her ear.
"Maybe if you behave I'll let my husband rail you like a good girl."
Feng was barely lucid as she was gently unshackled by her lady, eyes fuzzy from tears. The cool feeling of bruise cream soothed her aches as she trembled and twitched, still feeling extremely stimulated.
Her body felt like lead as she attempted to sit up or at least turn over to look at the lady. As terrified as Feng was of her, she still felt some comfort when she was beneath iron fan. Almost as if she was meant to be her underling. Almost as if her mission wasn't worth it, that the world wasn't worth it. And Feng found solace in that
The lady was who she wanted to die with. Her and her family were eccentric, but looking from afar she couldn't help but be jealous, to want to be part of that. Feng glanced over to the lady, needing to clear her head, to find her light, her everything in those eyes once more.
The lady had finished up with Feng's arms as she sat on the bed, gingerly bringing Feng's head onto her lap as she started applying ointment to the marks on Feng's neck. And as she worked, Feng's eyes never left hers, almost mesmerized by how small yet safe she felt just by looking at her. Feng silently pledged her undying loyalty.
Catching her adoring stare, the lady smiled, feeling accomplished. Feng was now fully trapped and there was no way out. She had successfully neutralized the biggest threat currently and all of took was unfinished sex and emotional manipulation. Her husband would be astonished, and the gods would never trust Feng again. What a fool.
But somehow something without stirred, something she was almost familiar with but couldn't quite put her finger on.
Acting as though she hadn't noticed, she continued to apply ointment to Feng's body, keeping a snail's pace to further pull her underling into sleep.
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