Punishment: Summons Part 6
Dhark: Dhark entered into his room, his leathers ripped in places and black oily lesser blood was staining him and making him smell like five fucking cupcake stores had exploded in his face. But he had slaughtered the motherfuckers that had him stinking up his room with the sickly sweet stench. Oh he’d slaughtered them well and good before he popped them back to the Omega. He dropped his weapons on the desk in his room and started cleaning them, wiping the steels of his blades and making sure they were sharp. He had already let Fritz know he needed a Chosen, and specifically asked for the one named Eden, that one that had serviced him just a few nights ago. He wasn’t hungry per say, but he needed to blow off some steam and calm down. And for the past few years, nothing had done the trick like that female had. Besides, he wanted to see her reaction to him being stained black with blood and stinking like a nursery hit with an acute case of diarrhea. @Eden_BDB
Eden: [It has been a few days since I returned to the Sanctuary after my summons for the sire Dhark. Mine sisters had been worried for me when I sat woolgathering about those few days together. It was the first time that a Brother has requested my presence not only for blood sustenance. Though it may have been my moment of pure bravado to take a chance that I initiated the encounter.
I shivered in my robes looking out into the fountains as I remember those first few moments that led to hours and hours of unexpectant pleasure. None I had ever experienced before and now wondered to myself if I would ever experience again. That summons had been an anomaly. The Brothers could call on anyone.
Suddenly someone was calling my name as I looked up, I saw the Directrix coming towards me.]
“Eden, you have been summoned to the Brotherhood Manse. Go at once.” [She states as she approached me. I wondered who had summoned me and in foolish hope wondered if it was /him/.]
Who summoned me? [I pondered.]
“I know not, and would never question. Just go and do not fail us.”
[I nodded and made my way to the fountains to the only entrance left from the Sanctuary and the Otherside, arriving at the doors to the Manse as I opened the vestibule doors and awaited my entry.]
Dhark: Dhark looked up as there was a knocking on his door. He willed the wooden thing open, making sure to not be gentle, but not tear the thing off it hinges either. He was clearly agitated though the female doggen on the other side didn’t seem all that bothered by it. Could be she was just used to his mood being shifty after a night of patrolling the streets. On the other side of the door, he could smell Eden had accompanied the doggen and it wasn’t a moment too soon at all. He was getting sick of waiting while twiddling blades between his fingers. “Leave us, and shut the door after you. I don’t want to be disturbed until I leave this room”, he said shortly without even looking up. Many of his weapons were on display tonight, some freshly cleaned, others tainted with the black substance that was lesser blood. The sweet smell of baby powder was filling the room since Dhark hadn’t bothered to shower or leave anything in laundry. He wanted Eden to know exactly what he had been doing all night and see her reaction to him. The female doggen bowed and stepped aside to give room for Eden to enter the room, followed by the doggen closing the door as she had been instructed to.
Eden: [I could hear the low growl from just outside the door and as I watch the doggen not even flinch at his reaction. I was to take that fortitude of the doggen’s behavior into my own. He willed the door closed behind me … hearing the reverberation of the door as it echoed.
I took a deep breath to calm my nerves as I remembered his instruction from when I was here last, I pulled at my ties on my robe and let the silk fall on my shoulders and arms and folded over a nearby chair and then stood by the door as I awaited his orders as I stood there naked mostly except fishnet stockings.
I could smell a sickly sweet smell that could only be from our enemies as I recalled the aroma during my times down at the clinic to feed an injured warrior. So the scent was familiar to me as I looked around the room and awaited his next instruction. He left his weapons out on his dresser and tables and I could see the black substance which I have also seen on their clothing when they were defending our race. It bothered me not. It made me proud to serve a warrior who risks his life to protect us all.
I finally looked up to see him watching me and wondered what he was thinking. I met his eyes and observed his reactions.]
Dhark: Dhark looked to the Chosen as the door was closed, watching her reactions quite closely, observing her like a predator does its prey. The weapons and smell didn’t seem to bother her one little bit as she just dropped her robe and placed it over the back of a chair. He let out a growl of approval as he stood up from his own seat, his tight leathers making him seem even bigger than he already was. He walked towards the Chosen, his eyes wandering over her naked body, surprised by the fishnet stockings, as he slowly started taking off his leather jacket and shirt, leaving his black-soaked leather pants on to contain the hard-on he was feeling pressing against his pants.
He walked to the Chosen, his hands immediately finding her hips and in a quick movement, he pulled her closer to him. He let out an approving growl, seeing her lack of reaction to his stained clothing and even the smell of their enemies. She was well-trained, that was for sure, and she had even remembered that he had requested her to disrobe whenever she was in his room. “You’re so quiet, Chosen Eden”, he said and looked into her eyes, hunger and desire burning in his own. He indeed was planning very sinister things in his mind, though he wasn’t sure whether or not the Chosen would be able to see that.
Eden: [His gaze warmed my body from the inside out, regardless of the fact that I stood naked in his bed chambers. I watched as he removed his shirt and I searched for any wounds quickly but he seemed unhurt and I felt surprisingly relieved. I understood what he did daily and knew that injuries were part of it all … yet, I felt comfort knowing he was healthy and strong.
His large warm hands rested on my hips and his low growl sent shivers through me. Though he smelled of the sickly sweet, as he drew closer to me I could scent his natural smell of spice and musk. Heavenly through sweeter. His baritone voice whispered over my skin as he wondered why I was quiet.]
How are you this evening, sire? [I asked as I looked up at him from my place. My arms raised as I placed them on his forearms and felt his warm skin beneath my fingers. I could see his eyes fill with lust that I have now recognized with a hint of darkness beneath them. I licked my suddenly dry lips in anticipation.]
Dhark: Dhark watched the female closely, enjoying the sigh of her licking her lips. She was already wanting him, which he was far from displeased with. He smirked as she asked him how he was and wrapped his arms around her tighter. He caressed her hair softly and looked at her. “Worked up and very tense, my little Chosen”, he said and looked into her eyes. He leaned down and softly ran his tongue over her lips. “Dry lips? You should tell me, so I can make them nice and wet” he said and pulled his face away teasingly. “Do you know that you’re tasty, little Chosen?”, he asked with a chuckle following closely behind it all. “Like a little strawberry dipped in chocolate, ready to be bitten into.”
Eden: [I felt his tongue over my lips and felt bereft when it was gone just as quickly as it appeared, I barely suppressed a whimper. I could feel my cheeks warm as his compliment of being tasty.]
You taste good too. [I replied, hoping he would give me more of a taste by kissing me. It was dangerous that I have come to crave him. The Brothers were not known to take mates, though things were changing. But I knew that I could not give myself over to hope, he could choose another one of us just as easily … perhaps one with more experience than myself. I need to enjoy these few moments with him and try not to indulge in these feelings that he was evoking with his sweet remarks and gestures. I needed to try to really try and focus on my duty to provide the Brother with his needs while learning from the experiences.]
Please bite me then.
Dhark: Dhark let out a deep chuckle as he heard Eden’s request to bite her. It almost sounded like a challenge to him. He let his hands wander over her, his nails grazing her skin. “Hoh? Already asking me to do something to you? What a brave little Chosen you are, making requests of a Brother”, he asked and lowered his head to keep it only inches away from hers, his brown eyes observing her face closely.
“A Brother who has been out killing lessers all night, and called upon you to help him relax, and you’re making bold requests. What a naughty little Chosen you are, my little Eden” he said with his silky smooth voice, as he caressed her naked body with his arms tight enough for her not to be able to escape his embrace easily. “What do you have to say for yourself, little Chosen?”
Eden: [I drop my eyes at his reprimand. He was right, it was not my place to ask for anything.] My apologies, sire. I did not mean to offend. Please forgive me.
[I could watch him breath in and out as he listened to my response to his inquiry. His chest lifting and settling with each breath. I concentrated on each rise and fall to temper my lust and hoped he wouldn’t send me away and request another.]
Dhark: Dhark stayed silent a while after Eden had given her apology, begging for him to forgive her. He slid his right hand up and caressed her cheek softly with the back of his fingers, studying her curiously. He was playing with her, giving her mixed signals and drawing her into his twisted games, just because he wanted to see her suffer and squirm. He was indeed a sick fuck.
“Tell me something, my naughty little Chosen” he said, lowering his voice to little more than a purr. “Did you think about me while in the Sanctuary?” he asked as his left hand sought to her thighs, caressing upwards and inwards towards her nethers. “Did you practice what I taught you in your solitude?” Eden: [I felt the warm fingers on my face and leaned towards it welcoming the contact. My face pinkened when he asked if I had thought of him. I frequently go back to our first night together. It had only been a few days … and during those days my thoughts were bombarded with my memories of that night. I was so consumed with them that my sisters often had to repeat themselves and get my attention as I was often lost in my thoughts.]
I have ...
[My cheeks reddened even more as his next question caught me off guard. Practice? I remembered how his hand guided my own as I explored myself with my own touch. It felt awkward at first As upbringing taught us that females didn’t touch themselves in this manner. Our breeding would never allow such proclivity much less under the protection of the Scribe Virgin in her Sanctuary. I admitted as much to him as I told him that he had not practiced.]
Dhark: Dhark’s eyes almost shined when Eden leaned into his caressing hand, enjoying the attention while admitting she had thought of him. He had already begun to invade her when she was secluded from him. His blood was rushing in his veins as the thoughts of her being distracted by the mere thought of him got the male all kinds of excited.
When the Chosen openly admitted skittishly she hadn’t practiced Dhark enjoyed the increasingly red cheeks she was sporting. He leaned backwards, letting his silvery eyes rest on hers as a sadistic smirk spread over his face. “You didn’t?” he asked, keeping his voice smooth and calm, almost chillingly so. He slowly led the female to a corner of his room, past the bloody weapons and clothes he had left on his table.
“How will you ever become a proper ehros if you don’t practice and train your body?” he asked as he walked to a closet, opening it and revealing a collection of whips, feathers, collars, gags and leather-cuffs, making sure to turn Eden, so she had a perfect view of the many tools. “Like a warrior training his fighting, so he can face the lessers and win, you need to train your body for pleasure, so you don’t pass out after only a small amount of pleasure, little Chosen” he purred into her ear while tightening his grip around her. “Now what should we use to punish you, hmm? A leather whip, maybe? Or perhaps you’re ticklish, so a feather is more suited while you’re blindfolded and tied to the bedposts” Dhark gave Eden’s left breast a squeeze, digging his nails into her skin as his tongue trailed up behind her ear. “Thoughts, my little disobedient ehros?”
Eden: [His voice became more reprimanding as he revealed his displeasure and I was led to a corner of his room that I had never noticed before. As he opened the double doors, he revealed a collection of instruments I had never seen before. I stood slightly paralyzed as he told me that I was to be punished for something I was not informed to practice. I held my tongue as he mentioned a whip and decided it was his prerogative to punish me even though I had no idea that it was his desire in the first place.
Instantly my wayward thoughts ceased as pain radiated from my breast as nails were dug into my skin. I winced and kept my gasp from escaping my biting my lips. I tried to breath in through my nose to keep from calling out. The fear that had started when the doors open increased as my heart beat faster … wondering if the Brother would hurt me. Surely, he would not … the #Primale would be furious if I ended up in the clinic. But then I knew that Dhark would ask for another Chosen to take my place.
I wondered again, if my infatuation with the male stemmed from being wanted at all by a male … or being wanted by him specifically. My daily thoughts these past few nights were filled with his strong visage, his voice, his body, his touch, his words … he had become my obsession in such a short period of time. I knew my time with him would be fleeting.]
Whatever you wish, sire.
Dhark: Dhark watched Eden’s reaction closely, noticing her heavier breathing as he applied his nails to her skin. She was in pain, but bearing through it as she had always been bred and instructed to do. It made him almost shiver with joy, especially as she gave that damned standard answer, she gave whenever he asked her a question. He kept on fondling her breast as he looked over his toys, purring against the back of Eden’s ear as he let the seconds stretch themselves to minutes. Tightening his arms around her, Dhark leaned in and nipped at her ear. “Hmmm, maybe I should lean you over my knee and use my hand for today, and then train you for the night and through the day” he purred out, loosening the grip on Eden’s breast. “But I’ll have to leave marks on you for not practising your craft. Warriors have to train and practice their craft, so you should too.”
Eden: [I felt like my heart was trying to beat itself outside my body as fear began to take hold. I knew he would never hurt me in the sense of me landing in the infirmary but I had no frame of reference for this scenario. Regardless, I knew I still wanted to be in the room with him.
Whether it was the anticipation of something new and perhaps dangerous or the intoxicating knowledge of what I already experienced. My adrenaline was running on part fear, excitement and suspense. I could feel my body shudder as I heard his words about giving me a spanking and leaving marks. My mind knew that I should be appalled but yet I think my body was reacting completely differently.]
Dhark: Dhark took a loud deep inhale as Eden was reacting to his touches and words. Was she actually getting excited at the promise of him punishing her with his own hand? Oh, what a lovely little female she was. “My my, aren’t we smelling awfully nice,” he remarked and reached into the closet, picking out a black leather collar with a long silver chain attached. He slowly placed the collar around Eden’s neck, being very gentle and careful to not get any hair caught between her skin and the leather. He then gave the chain a few tugs, just letting her feel the sensation of being at his mercy. “Let’s get to it, my naughty little ehros” he said and started walking towards the bed, prepared to yank the chain if he had to. “It’s time for your punishment.”
Eden: [Dhark placed a leather collar covering my neck and it felt odd at first but somehow felt comforting as well. That was unexpected but before I could contemplate anymore … I felt a pull towards his luxurious bed. Then to hear the word “punishment” again … I could feel my heart jump again, but surely he wouldn’t hurt me more than I could handle. He would have to answer to the Primale. Leading the way, he sat down on the bed still taller than me still standing. I watched him curiously as my body hummed quietly in anticipation of what could possibly come next.]
Dhark: He led her back to the bed, pulling softly on the leash, all to get her used to the sensation of him being in complete control. He sat down on the bed and pulled Eden closer, stroking her naked body with his fingertips. “You’ve been a naughty little ehros, kitten. Can’t have you not listening to me, now can we?” he almost purred out as he smirked maliciously at her. “Are you ready to receive your punishment?” he asked before he tied the end of the leash to the bedpost. He then used his hands to guide Eden’s body to lay on her stomach across his lap, her rear slightly raised. His left hand was caressing her face as his right stroked over her waist to her lower back before reaching her backside, resting there for a short while. He licked his lips before he spoke again. “What a bad little kitten you are,'' he said softly before he lifted his palm into the air and smacked it against her skin, letting the pain settle before he raised his palm again. “Such a bad kitten you’ve been, isn’t that right?” Eden: [The pain was expected as I tried to relax. It hurts and I try to wriggle away from the blows. I have to concentrate to handle the pain and my mind empties as I absorb the sensations. He continued to spank me in a rhythmic pattern, but then started to caress and fondle me between the slaps. So as the pain subsided a warmth filled my backside causing the feeling of pain to be replaced with unexpected pleasure. Strange. I would not have thought such a thing was possible.
He hits me again and again and deep inside I want him to stop, but I knew it would be failing the Chosen and at the same time … I don’t want to give him satisfaction. Odd. My body is humming from the slaps but each one he caresses me gently and it burns as he strokes me round and round and down. My mind cannot keep up and it starts to drift.]
Dhark: Dhark couldn’t help but smirk as Eden seemed to try and wiggle away. He clenched her chain, keeping her in place as he let more force run through his palm. “Ah ah ah, kitten,” he teased, his voice smooth as silk as he caressed her rear after yet another slap. “Bad girls get punished,” he noted before he let his lips close to her ear, purring softly. “Only good little kittens get to please the Brotherhood and fulfill their role” he whispered. As the Chosen started settling and accepting her spanking more, he eased up, letting his fingers caress her rear and knead her back-cheeks as he pulled at her chain to get her attention. “Now then, apologize to me, your master, kitten” he said in his soft voice, his stare intense and burning with possessive malice, chaining the Chosen in his mind and trapping her in the cage of his messed up mind games. “Apologize and maybe I’ll forgive you and continue training you to be a better ehros. You want that, don’t you, kitten?” Eden: [The pain was excruciating at first. It was difficult not to squirm and move about to avoid the slaps. Then when he mentions Chosen’s sworn duties, I concentrated and made myself not move. I did not want to shame myself and the others if I did not obey.
Eventually the pain subsided and became a warmth that I was not expecting. But then as he pulled me up to look at him … I could feel him trying to adjure my mind to obey. At first, it was disconcerting I tried to fight back but again I remembered his warning and automatically apologized as he commanded. His eyes were a s dark as night and contained no empathy or feeling. It was disconcerting and I had to calm my breathing to keep from being frightened of the unknown.
Dhark: Dhark let the chosen get a hold of her breathing, allowing her mind a short break. He could tell she was battling her own fear, his deliberate dangling her duties in front of her working magic as he ensnared her further. He grabbed hold of her chain, but didn’t pull at it, he simply held it in his hand, letting it go lax. His other hand caressed her hair softly as he observed her closely. He put on a warmer front as he inched closer, lightly grasping the back of her neck and pulled her in for a deep kiss, holding himself back to keep the kiss as soft as possible. After pulling back, he looked to the Chosen, his eyes warm, yet still as calculating as ever. “Now there’s a good girl,” he hummed with a smile on his face. His hand drifted from her neck, caressing her skin softly. His fingertips danced her her collarbone as he pulled her into his lap, his left hand still holding her chain loosely as his right found her right breast. He cupped his prize and kneaded into her flesh, softly, in a gentle massage. He would periodically let his index-finger flick her nipple as he continued to hum into her ear, his chest softly vibrating as he spoke in a low gentle tone of voice. “I am simply trying to teach you, kitten.” He let go of her chain with his left hand and instead let it rest on her thigh, sneaking inwards towards her opening, slowly, teasingly. “You want to be able to please the Brotherhood as an ehros, don’t you?”
Eden: [I could hear my heartbeat pound in my chest as I struggled to breath but then as I felt his lips against mine in a chaste kiss and hearing his praise affected in a way that has never happened before. I felt whole somehow … how strange. Contentment warmed through me as he touched and pressed into my body and with every swipe of his hand sent electricity inside me in sparks. His low murmurs or reassurance starts to calm my nerves and my body becomes more and more laxed.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed his touches and his sey low voice as he spoke to me as he continued to slowly caress my body and commit every action to memory as I don’t know when it will ever happen again. The Brotherhood could do what they wished … but we all knew that the King was more modern and the #Primal followed his lead as he freed us from the #Sanctuary, but we are still devoted to our traditions and slowly growing into our individuality.
Those thoughts slowly leave my mind and could no longer hold a thought … all I can do now is feel, an ache rises in me again as it climbs to heights that are all still new and I had no idea how to overcome them. I start to pant as my breathing becomes shallow.
Dhark: Dhark smirks as he can hear the Chosen react to his teasing voice, his fingers squeezing and massaging her rear thoroughly giving her sweet sweet pleasure. With a sudden movement, he gives her another hard spank, watching her skin react and go red from the impact as he smirks. His left hand keeps softly caressing the top of her head and down along her luscious locks of hair. Dhark re-arranged the Chosen, sitting her upright in his lap, making her face outwards into the room rather than her facing him, her legs spread wide as she straddled him. He wrapped the length of chain from her collar around her torso, right under her breasts, binding her arms to her sides. “Well then, since you didn’t practice, I’ll just have to teach you all over again, kitten” he said as he ran his sharp fingernails over her collarbone. He was ready to completely devour his prey. Eden: [I could feel my pulse against the collar at my throat. It pulsed rapidly as I tried to take a cleansing breath to slow down my excitement or was it fear? I wasn’t sure. Ever since I stepped into his room a few days ago … everything had been a mix of both, excitement, fear … then there was the pleasure and longing. I needed to get a handle on my emotions. I knew it was one sided. For all I knew, another one of my sisters could have been in his chambers.
We never spoke really about our encounters with the Brotherhood, the instances with the trainees and soldiers were normally monitored by another Brother or the medical staff as we normally only provided blood for those males to heal … nothing more.
I wondered to myself for the thousandth time why I stepped into his shower and dropped my robe. I knew I wanted to feel and be wanted … even if it was just for a night. But now? I was in over my head and I knew it. I can’t fall in love with him. It would just mean heartache for me. I just needed to enjoy the time we spent together and hope it would carry through in my nights alone when someone else I’m sure would take my place. I needed to remember that. As well as … staying in the moment.]
Yes, Sir.
