A Bird Among Serpants

1.4

I flinch as he slams himself into me again, the bruising on my wrists becoming more apparent as I uncontrollably pull against the restraints. This is getting harder to handle by the second. Every moment he's inside of me makes me want to vomit. Should I start crying? Maybe that would make him loose his erection or something. I definately know that vomiting will, maybe I should just do that. But if I did it'd set my efforts back days. Well, with crying he might just think I miss my family or something. No, he has enough wisdom to rule a nation, he'll know why you're crying.

I find myself whimpering as he starts kissing my neck, my body feeling sore and beaten. If I act too submissive will he stop? Well, he would, but I also might be killed like pearl said. Can I trust her? I can trust her more than him I guess. Maybe vomiting isn't such a bad idea. But, now that I think of it, if he would kill me for acting too submissive, what would he do to me for vomiting on him?

He suddenly stops pounding into me, putting his hand up to my ear and lightly rubbing it. I don't know why he likes doing this so much. Every time he comes in here he'll do it.  Without fail, everytime. It makes me want to I punch him.

He stops and takes a breath, looking me in the eyes with a slightly aggravated expression, "Alright, what's wrong?"

"You've kidnapped me, torchered me, and are currently raping me."

"Besides that, somethings different today. Usually you look as if you're stubbornly holding in moans, today you don't even have moans to hold in."

"Emperor-"

"It's Master, you're still not off the hook for anything."

"Master, it's been god knows how many days and you still haven't given me food, my body aches from a combination of your torcher and rape, I feel my sanity slipping with every minute that I am in this castle, I don't have any concept of time because there are no clocks or windows in this god forsaken room, and I haven't been around any sort of plant life meaning that my mind and body are weaker to all of it. Do you really expect me to be capable of keep giving you the same reaction?"

He goes quiet for a moment before smiling and running his fingers through my hair, me trying to pull away but failing due to the restraints, "So food, water, a new room with a window, a clock, a plant of some sort, and a healer? That's all you need and you'll keep giving me this lovely source of entertainment."

I glance up at the man above me, not sure whether to be stubborn and have it all taken away, risk asking for something else, or try to do what I can with this improved situation that he's offering me. All have their benifits, their risks, and the shinning similarity of being absolutely terrible. I wonder, if they start feeding me, can I kill myself with the first knife I find. That would be a better death than the first option, so that crosses it off the list. But, the thing is, do I want my father to know that I committed suicide?

I bite my lip and close my eyes, being stubborn means that I get a quicker death without having to do it myself, with the added bonus of not having to do this anymore. Hopefully I'll die from thirst or starvation. I know I should hold on and try to keep fighting, but I can't do it. The longer I spend with him, the more my boundaries are getting broken down. It feels like I'm slowly faiding away.

"What makes you think that I'll do anything for you?"

"Because, if you don't, I'll-"

"You'll torcher me? But you're already doing that, aren't you."

"It can always get worse."

"Then do it, make it worse. You think that will change anything. Even if you do successfully break me, do you think I'll act how I'm acting around you now? How I'm able to talk back to you? How I'm not shaking with terror and crying in your presence, which I would be if you torchered me into submission."

"I offer you a gift, and you Repay Me With BICKERING AND STUBBORNESS." His hand hits my face, myself trying to act scared even though I've basically just tricked him into an aided suicide.

"WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I OWE YOU ANYTHING! KILL ME FOR ALL I CARE, WHAT DO I HAVE LEFT? ALL YOU MONKEYS ARE THE SAME, ENTITLED AND IGNORANT, CUNTS-"

He pins me to the bed by my neck, myself choking and instinctively clenching my fists and teeth as a way not to tell him my plan and apologize. I was expecting a bit more time before I died, but I guess this works. My father hearing that I was strangled after 3 days will settle a lot better than I committed suicide after 3 days, "Who do you think you are little lightshade? With you're white skin and silver hair, who do you think you are? You think you're better than me, you think your better than the human race. You other species ALWAYS look down on us, but your wrong. You're just as bad as us, if not worse. I've seen the things you do, the people you hurt, the countless villages you've destroyed, the nations that you have destroyed! Do you think that-"

"Kit, please, calm down and think about this.."

The emperor freezes for a moment then rips his hand off my neck, turning around to glance at the maid in a fit of rage. I feel my body fill up with air against my control. I wish I could stop myself, but I can't. Fuck, I was so close. Eventually I look up to see Pearl standing there looking both scared and concerned, "I'm sorry for interjecting-"

"Spit it out."

I cough a few times, surprised at the use of the emperor's first name, and on top of that the seemingly 0 consequences for saying it and interrupting him. If I had gotten in the way of him choking her I would be torchered. I guess it is true what she said, he favors humans. Though I guess I already figured that out after he strangled me that quickly.

"I know that you may be mercy killing him, but-"

"Mercy killing, what the hell are you.." he pauses, thinking for a moment before internally facepalming, "You little shit, already figured out how to hit my nerves."

I freeze then struggle against the restraints, wanting to slam her face into the nearest wall. Shit, Pearl, are you serious? This is what I wanted. Why are you taking it away?

The emperor glances at me, then at bitch, the death glare I'm giving her being the final piece of proof he needed, "Thank you, Pearl.", he slaps me as hard as he can as she leaves the room, shooting me a sad smile as she does, "You need to answer for yourself."

I try to calm myself upon hearing his emotionless and clam tone, too calm. Maybe I still have a chance here, the emperor's obviously still upset, "What do you mean, 'answer for myself' you just choked me half to death you cunt."

He laughs under his breath, looking over my body, "I can't believe I almost got tricked by you, you weren't even struggling."

"You're atop me, I can barely move."

"Exactly, I'm on top of you. You had a straight shot for kicking me in the balls while I was choking you, and you didn't take it."

I look down at the position my legs are in and think briefly before kicking him in the balls as hard as I can. He, unsurprisingly, jumps off of me as to not get another kick while I do my best to make myself look composed with no clothing on.

"You fuck.." he chokes out while quickly getting dressed and running out of the room. I don't know what he expected of me. But, the thing is, what will he do now?

I shift uncomfortably, the cool air of the room becoming apparent as I no longer have someone on top of me. I try to get under the covers but fail, them being tucked into the bedsides too tight for me to be able to. This is ridiculous. How long do I have to stay like this before someone comes in and redefines my fate. Well, I guess he's probably not in any hurry. This could take awhile, couldn't it.