Tagging: Master Hunter Clarington and slave Tina Cohen-Chang
Location/Time Frame: The basement, morning of December 21st
Summary: Hunter pays Tina a visit in the cells and takes her out for an hour to...chat. Among other things.
Warnings: Figging, Forced Oral
Hunter appeared at Tina's cell door with a grin and a guard by his side. "Told you I'd come to visit. Ready to get out of there for a bit?"
Tina rolled her eyes as she heard Hunter speak, pursing her lips for a moment before smiling. "Totally," she mused, laughing.
Hunter gave the guard a nod and the man opened the cell. "Good. Our talk is long overdue." The guard uncuffed Tina and stepped back. Before she could move away, Hunter grabbed hold of her hair and started to drag her from the cell.
Tina felt Hunter yank on her hair the moment she was let free, and she screamed and dug her nails into his hands as he dragged her down the hall.
Hunter only tightened his grip when Tina tried to fight him, finally only releasing her to shove her over a table. With help from the guard, he chained her down, taking extra care to secure her legs far apart. "Resorting to violence isn't the answer, Tina. Besides, we both know I'm much better at it than you are."
Tina struggled but to no avail; Hunter was much stronger than she. "And you're priding yourself in overpowering a 5'3 asian girl who's been down in a cell for 7 months. I'm clapping for you if you can't tell."
Hunter shrugged in reply. "Not really. I'm much more enjoying this little game that Sebastian is playing with you, stringing you along and telling you he's going to claim you." He laughed and shook his head as he pulled a piece of ginger root from his pocket. "You do realize that you're the fourth or fifth slave he's done that too, right? For someone who prides themselves on being here the longest and knowing things, you sure are acting like a newbie." He moved away a little so Tina couldn't see as he began to carve the root in his hand into a more desired shape.
Tina huffed and laughed. "He is going to claim me," she said with resolution. "I don't see your point, and I really don't care to," she spat.
Hunter "Mm," Hunter hummed. "Sure he is. Just like he claimed Ducks? Just like he claimed Fire Starter? I wouldn't be too sure of it, sunshine. Sebastian always has and always will like being a free agent too much to settle with a claim. He's done so twice already and you see how it turned out. Besides, the new boys may give you a run for your money. If Jeff or Sam aren't already doing that." Finally, he finished shaping the root like he wanted and walked back into her line of view. "Know what this is?"
Tina shook her head. "I'm different, and you're an idiot. You don't know anything," she told him harshly, raising an eyebrow when Hunter walked in front of her and waved the root between his fingers. "Ginger," she said, confused.
Hunter almost laughed. "Just like they were all different and special to him. Yet Ducks is in my bed every night and Fire Starter's been shipped off to who-knows-where after being beaten and claimed by some crazy. We can only save one, Tina, and OCD and your blunt, pathetic attempts at sarcasm and humor are hardly enough." He waved the ginger back and forth again, tapping Tina on the nose lightly with it. "That's right. Very good. It's a present from me to you. Consider it a taste of what you look forward to every day if my fiance claims you." Hunter straightened up and moved back behind Tina. Without warning, he began pushing the peeled ginger root directly into her ass. "Oh, try and hold still for me. I promise this is going to hurt a lot and it won't be over soon."
Tina scowled. "It is enough, you don't know anything," she said quietly, trying to believe herself. She frowned when Hunter tapped her nose with the peeled ginger root, getting nervous when he came up behind her. "The fuck are you doing!" she screamed, feeling an awful stinging as Hunter pressed the ginger root into her ass.
Hunter gave Tina's ass a hard smack as he finished pushing the ginger into her. "Shut the fuck up. It doesn't hurt that bad," he said flatly, rolling his eyes a little at her. He stared at the root sticking out of her ass for a few seconds, just knowing how much it probably did hurt. "But if you're that desperate for it to come out, I'll let you earn it." He moved back in front of Tina and cocked his head to the side a little. "Interested in actually trying to earn something for once? Unlike with anyone else, nothing I give is free. Relief included."
Tina bit her bottom lip and tried not to make any noise, but it really did hurt. "No, I'm not. I'm not doing that, don't even fucking try," she told him, shaking her head.
Hunter shrugged. "Fine. Suffer then. I'll enjoy it just as much either way. Let's see, I'm allowed to have you out for an hour before I have to pay, so that leaves us with....Fifty-four minutes. I think I'll just leave that in there for the next fifty-two then." He grinned down at Tina. "How's it feeling? Go ahead, try to push it out."
Tina rolled her lips together and rested her forehead on the table, trying to ignore the evident pain. "I'm not doing anything you tell me to, I just want to make that clear," she told him flatly.
Hunter chuckled quietly to himself. "You're only making it worse for yourself. The bottom line is that you are chained down with a ginger root stuck in your ass that's no doubt one of the most painful things you've ever felt. So you either lay there and take it like an idiot or you become smart and do whatever you can to get it out. Kind of like why you're obsessed with Sebastian. You don't want to be stuck down in the cells forever so you're pretending and forcing yourself to like him so that you can survive."
Tina huffed and laughed. "The bottom line is that I'm not going to bend for you, Mr. Clarington. I'm not your fucking slave. You have Ducks for that," she spat, scowling. "You don't know anything about us and don't expect to."
Hunter "You're right," Hunter nodded. "I do have Ducks for that. He does it so well and he loves it. And he gets spoiled for what he does for me. Certainly never tied down and raped with spices." He leaned casually onto the table and looked down at her. "You forget, Tina, I've been dating Sebastian longer than you've even known him. And he's now my fiance. If you're his, you're mine as well. I don't like you so I'm going to make sure that even if by some stroke of strange that he decides to claim you, it never happens. Your squinty puppy dog eyes and pleading won't do any good up against me. So I suggest you start bending."
Tina turned her head to look at Hunter, raising an eyebrow. "I don't think he'll let you lay a maleficent finger on me when I tell him about this. I'm not doing anything for you, we can sit here all day if you'd like and the song will still remain the same. He's going to claim me and that's that."
Hunter smiled sweetly at her. "Well, just see about that, honey." He moved around to face her head on and started unbuttoning his jeans. "Now you can either open your mouth and suck me willingly and when I come I take the ginger out and it's over. Orrr I can force my cock in there, still come, and leave the root in for the rest of the hour. Your choice."
Tina shook her head and laughed. "I'm not doing either of those things. You're a bastard."
Hunter didn
Hunter didn't even bother to reply. Instead, he moved forward and grabbed her head by the hair, yanking up sharply. When she opened her mouth to scream, he shoved his cock in deep and angling his hips so there was no way she could work her teeth into the equation. "Hard way it is then."
Tina didn't mean to scream as Hunter pulled her head up, but she did and she paid for it. She shouted against him, gagging at his cock in her mouth.
Hunter ignored that Tina was gagging and pushed into her mouth, using his grip in her hair to control her head.
Tina cried out as Hunter used her mouth for his personal pleasure, knowing that she couldn't do anything about it.
Hunter loved that Tina was hating it. The more she whined and tried to fight, the closer he became and before he realized it, his orgasm was too close. He pulled Tina's head down hard and came, filing her mouth. "Swallow it all," he commanded, not moving until she did as he'd said.
Tina winced as Hunter came in her mouth, reluctantly doing as she was told and swallowing his cum.
Hunter grinned as he pulled out of Tina's mouth and tucked himself back into his jeans. "Good girl. See? That wasn't so hard, now was it?"
Tina sighed and rolled her eyes. "Fuck you," she told him.
Hunter laughed. "Tempting, but I think I'll go find Sebastian. No doubt he's missing me already. Too bad the same can't be said for you." With that he turned on his heel and walked to the door. "Leave her like that for another twenty minutes. Then remove the ginger, unchain her, and take her back to her cell," he instructed the guard. "Oh and feel free to rough her up if you'd like. Merry Christmas," Hunter called as he walked out of the room.
Tina rolled her eyes as Hunter left dramatically. "Have fun, dickweed," she shouted at his back, groaning as the guards came closer to her.
