04-26-2009, 12:30 PM
"And if we do that will you help us find the key?" Flare asked cutely, oblivious to the lie. She waited, her tail swinging softly and her bright red eyes watching intently and innocently.
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Silvia did as she was told and was soon clean, cuddling against her master. She relished the warmth, cutely curling up within his arms and falling asleep. She slept soundly and sweetly, and one would have to wonder of Alex even understood what a treasure he had now under his command. Silvia, someone who was so sweet and so pure, and so completely and innocently in love, was always being subjected to treatments that would cause many to attempt suicide.
Yet she bore it all, for him, and loved him despite the rape, the treatment, the perpetual fear that she would displease him and he would punish her. She loved him so much one may use the term "Loved to death." But a more accurate wording of this would be she "Loved him to her own death.
Even then her weak heart was aching from the strain. As a psychic type, she was not athletic or physically strong and sex took allot of energy and stamina, especially to keep up with Alex, and a normal one of her kind would have suffered some kind of heart failure by now, but still she trudged on. As she cuddled against him, panting softly, her heart was still racing a million miles an hour, and maybe Alex would feel it and realize what he was doing to her before it was to late...or maybe he would fuck her...to death.
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Silvia did as she was told and was soon clean, cuddling against her master. She relished the warmth, cutely curling up within his arms and falling asleep. She slept soundly and sweetly, and one would have to wonder of Alex even understood what a treasure he had now under his command. Silvia, someone who was so sweet and so pure, and so completely and innocently in love, was always being subjected to treatments that would cause many to attempt suicide.
Yet she bore it all, for him, and loved him despite the rape, the treatment, the perpetual fear that she would displease him and he would punish her. She loved him so much one may use the term "Loved to death." But a more accurate wording of this would be she "Loved him to her own death.
Even then her weak heart was aching from the strain. As a psychic type, she was not athletic or physically strong and sex took allot of energy and stamina, especially to keep up with Alex, and a normal one of her kind would have suffered some kind of heart failure by now, but still she trudged on. As she cuddled against him, panting softly, her heart was still racing a million miles an hour, and maybe Alex would feel it and realize what he was doing to her before it was to late...or maybe he would fuck her...to death.
