Experiment Gone Wrong

Chapter 7: No Rest for the Wicked

Kesstar pov
Anne quickly falls asleep. I enjoy finally knowing her name. How she shivers when I use it. I slowly pry myself away from her tiny body. She sleeps so peacefully. I wish I could stay curled up with her but there's far too much to do. I make sure she's fully covered and with one last kiss I retreat to the far corner of my room where the hidden door awaits. Unlocking the massive door causes it to swing open behind the tapestry and the lanterns inside spring to life. The hall to the war room. I smile as I slither down it, the walls covered in murals of intense battles and past victories. Many of which depict myself in the throes of war. Soon more carvings decorate the blank spaces. I reach the second pair of doors and can already hear voices coming from inside. It's time to decide the fate of humankind.
"All rise for Emperor Kesstar!" My title echos in the small room as all around the table rise to greet me. Several with smiles. Those that simply glance at me I take note of.
I move around them. Pausing to say long awaited hellos and good to see you again's. And finally I take my place at the head of the long table. My throne still as comfortable as the day I left it. Settling in it's as if I'm greeting an old friend. My claw marks still etched in the underside of arm rests. My back rests against the thick furs just as it did before when I decided the fate of many beings.
"Let's get started." I smirk, fire playing in my eyes.

When I finally get back, the moon is settling low in the sky. Its light filters in through the curtains, barely illuminating the room. She lays sprawled out on the bed, the covers bunched round her waist. At some point she must have woken and opened the window behind the bed. A soft breeze filters in causing her hair to flutter. My eyes trace down her body, her breasts exposed and illuminated by the moonlight. I creep closer, listening to her quiet breathing. Her heart beat is slow and steady. She's deep within the thralls of sleep. Creeping closer I begin to pull myself onto the mattress, edging ever closer to my unsuspecting prey. She shifts and I freeze. My entire body going still. She rolls over, hiding her chest from my view. She yawns softly before settling fully back into sleep. I move again, quickly and silently. My coils fully encircling the two of us. I scoop her up in a second, too quick for her to even notice.
I forget how small she is every moment I'm away. How fragile her frail bones within thin flesh and skin feel. I wonder how I haven't broken her yet. I curiously glance at her ankle hidden by the blankets. I never asked how she damaged it... I'll coax it out of her eventually. Maybe in the morning over drinks. I smile at the thought, kissing her neck gently. I hear her heart flutter. She rolls over, curling into me, her soft breath dancing across my chest.
"Where were you?" Anne mumbles softly.
I sigh. It seems I've lost my touch. Or it may have been the several drinks I consumed over the course of the meeting. "I had a meeting to attend to. I'm here now." I whisper into her hair.
Her small arms wrap around my waist as best they can. I'm surprised by this show of affection. I wrap my own around her, holding her close, almost fully engulfing her within myself, the covers draped over the both of us.
"I bet everyone was..." she yawns. "Happy to see you."
"They were." I chuckle, kissing her softly. "Now sleep my little one."
She huffs softly but obeys, relaxing entirely. "Sweet dreams."
"Sweet dreams Anne." I rub her back gently, falling asleep with her safely in my grasp.

Anne pov
God... my head hurts. I groan, squeezing my eyes shut as the sunlight hits them. I drank way too much. I try to move but find myself fully engulfed by what I can only assume to be Kesstar. I'm going to have to open my eyes. Fuck. I grit my teeth and bare the sunlight to get a look at my surroundings. I'm faced with his broad chest, my arm draped around his waist. I feels his arms behind me and I can see the shimmering reflections of scales on the ceiling.
"Stop squirming." He groans softly, his chest rumbling. "Let me sleep just a while longer." He rolls over.
He's still half asleep. I've never seen him half asleep. I'm free of his hold and slowly sit up. His tail lays curled around us, unmoving. I rarely see it this way. I eye the bathroom entrance. That is exactly what I need right now. Without thinking I slowly stand up. My chain clinks and I freeze. Kesstar makes no move. I smile and carefully pick my way over his tail, managing to make it off the bed. Triumphantly I proceed to the bathroom only for a moment before the chain is yanked. I choke, my hands flying to my neck and I'm pulled back so hard I lose my footing flailing backwards. Scales rise up to catch me and I'm greeted by a groggy and frustrated Kesstar.
"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" His tired voice is new to me.
I can't fight the flow of his scales as I'm pulled back to him. "I... just wanted to... take a bath!" I struggle to dodge his halfhearted grasp.
"Keep your voice down." He groans, keeping my chain taunt, using it to pull me to him when his grab attempts fail. "I'm far too tired to fight you at the moment." He scoops me into his arms holding me tightly against him. "Don't make me bite you..."
I slump in defeat. Why does everything have to be so difficult? I surrender myself to him, allowing him to make himself comfortable with me in his arms. Annoyance rises.
"Damn it." He snaps, making me flinch.
There's a knock at the door. The coils around us roll, kesstar finally sits up straight to his full imposing height. I cower in his shadow. He stretches, his muscles straining and stretching as he yawns loudly. "Stay." He commands before going to the door.
I try to see beyond him but whoever is there is hidden by kesstars broad shoulders and thick tail. When he returns he holds another tray of food, this one much larger and covered in all manner of fresh fruits, cured meats, and other breakfast foods.
He places it on the bed beside me, clambering back beneath the covers. He presses himself up against my back, his fingers playing with the chain connected to my neck. I eye the food hungrily, not caring at this point what he does as long as I get to eat.
"Will you stay and let me sleep if I allow you to eat?" He asks quietly, kissing my shoulder. He must be heavily hung over.
"I will, I promise." I say softly.
His fingers trail down the chain. "Alright." He lays down with a soft groan, still holding it to my annoyance.
I shrug it off and pull the tray to me, eating to my heart's content. Kesstar snores softly beside me. Even after eating to my fill the tray is more than half full. I push it away, laying back down with a happy sigh. I'm snatched up by his thick arms and pulled against his chest. Kesstar nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck, his breath making my hair flutter.
"Do you still want that bath?"
"I...could take a bath." I reply back slowly, not knowing what type of ploy this may be.
"I think we will." He leans over me, grabbing the tray in one hand while scooping me up to his chest to carry us to the bath. He sets the tray beside the sunken tub, setting me beside it. I watch warily as he moves away for a moment before I realize he's just rifling through the several jars near the window. He pours something into the tub, the soft smell of roses filling the air. He grabs a large bottle from atop the cabinet that holds the wash basin before returning to my side. He slips into the water, his tail fully submerged in the clean blue.
"Don't forget about me." I say softly.
A smile crosses his face as he eyes me. I've honestly forgotten the fact I haven't worn clothes in so long. He slowly swims over to me. "How could I ever forget about you." His hands rise out of the water, snatching me up.
I squeal in surprise, his laugh echoing in the room. I grab him tightly, his arms wrapping around me.
"You're far too important to me." His claws lightly stroke down my back. "How does your ankle feel?"
"Better."
He uncorks the bottle and takes a long drink straight from it before holding it to my lips. Not this again. My head still hurts from last night. "It'll help your headache."
I... guess. I don't think I have much of a choice in the matter. I take a sip from the bottle, the sweet alcohol playing on my tongue.
"How did you hurt it in the first place?" He asks innocently, managing to get me to drink a bit more before setting down the bottle.
I swallow thickly, trying not to let unease back in. Which is almost impossible to do when facing down such a deadly predator. "I fell." I answer simply knowing less is more here.
"When you tripped over my tail?" He raises his eyebrow.
I slowly shake my head. "No when... when they dropped me in with you." I recall the shocking pain of my feet hitting the ground.
"They... dropped you?" Kesstar sits a little straighter in the water, clutching the bottle in a tightening grip. "From how high?"
"I... don't know... high enough to break it." I shrug, not wanting to think back to that day.
"Where?" He growls under his breath.
"What?"
"Where was it they dropped you?" He presses the bottle back against my lips, tilting it up so I have no choice but to drink.
I struggle to drink it, coughing when he pulls it away. I attempt to take a deep breath, trying to fight off the effects of the alcohol. "Do you remember the big iron doored window? Across from the observation chamber that I used to..." I sigh, thinking of the little glass box I had spent hours in before, asking him questions and studying him. Parts of me long to be back behind that glass.
"They dropped you... from there?" The anger in his voice chills me to the bone. A slow burning rage deep inside. I timidly look up, his golden eyes staring off into the distance, his proud mouth pressed into a thin angry line.
"Well... yes." I trace my fingers through the water realizing it'd be better to tell him everything now then have him find out later. "They drugged me, undressed me... then pushed me off the ledge. It was obvious they wanted you to get to me." I wonder how different it would have turned out if I hadn't broken my ankle.
Thinking the truth would make it easier on myself I realize in fear far too late he's only gotten angrier. His arms have tightened, feeling like the arms of a marble statue with how firm they've become. An angry rumble builds in his chest, his tail whirling around in the water below causing it to froth and the surface rolls.
"Who were they? The same men that did this to me?" Kesstar growls, his voice getting louder and agitated.
I place a panicked hand on his chest, trying anything I can to calm him down as his arms begin to constrict me. "Yes..."
His eyes flash. "What are their names."
"Why does it matter?" I whimper softly.
"Because I want to address them by name when I'm ripping out their intestines." He snaps. "Now, What. Are. Their. NAMES?!" He yells, his fist slamming down on the side of the tub sending a small shockwave through the water.
I cry out in fear, flailing back. I dip beneath the surface, falling off his lap into the water. Kesstar doesn't even allow me to try to swim back to the surface. I'm plucked from the water and brought back to his awaiting chest, my back being forced against it hard. His arms lock across my chest, trapping me.
"I asked you for their names." He whispers hauntingly into my ear. Goosebumps rising on my skin. "There is no reason now to protect them. So tell me or I'll find another way to get it out of you."
"Director Allan Norse." I sigh. "He calls all the shots and always seems to have a plan for everything."
"Was he the only one?"
I slowly shake my head. "No. All the board was there."
"I told you, I want names." His fingers brush against one of my breasts, stroking across the nipple seductively.
"I don't know all the full names..."
"I don't care, just tell me." He flicks my other tit, making me gasp softly.
"Dr Petrovo, Dr Brian Evans, Dr Maxton, and Dr Christian Davids." I struggle to remember, not wanting to reflect on their faces and the way they looked at me on that day.
"And they all watched?" He cups my face, tilting it up so I'm forced to bare my neck to gaze up at him. His fingers play across it. I hate knowing his claws could split me open at any given second.
"Yes..."
"I'm so sorry." He says softly, pressing a kiss to my forehead. An emotional whiplash of a shift in his demeanor. "They will pay for it."
"H...how."
"You don't need to worry yourself over it." He gently begins to massage one of my breasts, making me moan softly. "They will never bother you again." His lips lock over mine.
I gasp softly, allowing him to slip his tongue into my mouth. I feel dizzy as the kiss deepens, his tongue exploring my mouth and dipping into my throat. His hands move to my breasts, massaging them gently beneath the water. I moan into his mouth, making his kisses more eager. He nips gently at my lip, pulling it with his fangs. Beneath me I can feel the familiar brush of his members rising to attention. Kesstar shifts my hips and I can feel him rub against my pussy. I whimper as he enters. Slowly at first, the second pressing firmly against my ass. His kisses move down my neck as he begins to press me down, his hips rising to meet me.
"Mmm." I moan as he presses deeper. He flicks my nipple. I gasp at the feeling and his lips return to my mouth. His fingers pull and tease my tits. I can't help the cascade of moans and whimpers that spill from my lips.
His hands move back to my hips, grinding me into him. I cry out as he shoves me down, fully entering me. Using an arm to hold me above the water, he leans forward and I'm forced to look down at my reflection as he fucks me from behind. Kesstar burries his hand in my hair, fucking me hard and fast. The dizziness returns as I'm thrust up and down his impressive dicks. I squeeze my eyes shut as the pressure builds. I can't hold it in anymore. I cum on his massive cock, my pussy pulsing around it. He kisses the back of my neck sending shivers through me.
"My turn." He moans, stabbing into me with full force. And to my shock I feel him cum deep inside, the feeling incredible as well as horrifying in the same moment. He moans loudly, remaining locked deep inside.
He finally moves, slowly and teasingly pulling himself out, slipping back in a few times to make it unbearable. I stare down at my reflection.
I've gotten so pale. My neck is still bruised and for the first time I fully see the bite wound he had made. The angry punctures still red and swollen. Not only had he marked me that way but now... I clutch my stomach nervously. Now he obviously has no concerns as to where he cums.
Kesstar pulls me back to him, scooping me into his arms. I say nothing as he picks me up and slithers out of the water, grabbing a large towel to wrap me in. The water simply slicks off his scales, flowing back into the tub. He lays me back on the bed, keeping his hand on my chest. I eye him quizzically as he slowly removes the towel. With steady hands he spreads my legs, smirking as he looks me over. My bare form on full display for him.
"You're beautiful you know." Kesstar says softly, tracing his hands across my body. My face flushes at his words. I shiver as his fingers circle my breasts. "Now... I'm the only one allowed to see you like this unless I say otherwise." He places a hand on either side of me, pulling himself onto the bed. He holds himself above me, staring down with heated eyes. "We'll get you some clothing to wear when I take you out and about the palace."
My attention perks at the mention of clothes. I haven't worn proper clothing in so long. How I long to be covered again. Distractedly I look down at myself. I notice the several hickies across my chest, the scattered bruises from my past altercations, and a handful of light scratches from his claws. Even when he's careful I end up with something. I jolt when I feel his hand wrap around my chin. He tilts my head back up to him and I do nothing to stop him.
"But in this room... or when we are alone and I simply desire it, you will be bare." He smirks, a finger stroking along my jawline. "If anyone tries to touch you, you must not let them and you will tell me."
"Wh...why are you telling me this?" I ask softly.
His thumb presses my lips closed, firm but gentle. "You will tell me, understand?"
"Mhm." I mumble through closed lips.
"Good. I will be showing you around the palace today." I know better than to get too excited. "You will be on only your best behavior and this," he gives my collar a light tug. "Will stay on."
"I understand." At least I'll be able to look around.
"Good girl." He smiles, kissing my cheek. "I had them leave some clothing for you in the sitting area, shall we?" He takes my hand, pulling me up.
His strength is more than enough to get me to my feet. I stumble for a second before regaining my footing. I'm still a little unsteady on my ankle. Kesstar watches closely though and I know if I fall he'll catch me in an instant. And then honestly not allow me to walk on my own knowing him. I smirk to myself, trying to laugh at what I can.
Kesstar takes the lead, slowly walking me into the corner he's designated the seating area. My eyes instantly lock on a neat pile of beautiful, multicolored and textured fabric on the end of the sofa. I glance up at him curiously. He smiles, settling himself on the couch. Pulling me closer, he brushes a strand of hair from my face before cupping my cheek.
"I want you to try each one for me." He kisses my forehead.
"A...alright." I stutter.
He releases his hold, sitting back comfortably. The tip of his tail slowly flicking back and forth. I can feel his burning eyes on me as I turn to the clothing. Timidly I touch it, finding it soft to my delight. And so I do what he says and try on the whole pile. As nice as it is to be wearing something I begin to realize the showiness of the items he had brought for me. They cover my nipples and womanhood and that's about it. There's cutouts everywhere and I realize it's most likely to allow him easy access to my skin at any given moment. And of course, with everyone I put on he pulls me in to caress and admire me, moving my small body into different positions. I imagine it's to make sure he can still fuck me if he wants even while I'm wearing clothes. The last one is a royal purple dress that skirt pools on the floor around me. A slit runs up almost to my waist, exposing the side of my leg and thigh. It has sleeves which makes me happy at least and my neck and wound are covered. However the large boob window is not my choice.
"I think that one's my favorite." I hear Kesstars' voice directly behind me. I flinch whirling around. He towers over me, his hands playing across the exposed skin at my waist. "You'll wear it today." I had no choice all along.
"Yes Kesstar." At least I get to wear something. He reaches down to pick me up. "Wait!" I take a quick step back, quickly catching myself when I see him falter as his eyes flash. I quickly step forward again, learning from past mistakes. "Please wait, just one second."
He smiles slowly, his large hand laying across my good shoulder, locking me in place. "You have my attention."
"Can I walk on my own, please?" I beg softly, laying my hand on his wrist.
His brow raises skeptically. "Is your ankle well enough for you to be on it for long?"
In all honesty it's a good question and I don't know the answer to it. I think my silence tells him everything that he needs to know. He looks directly and deep into my eyes, his slit pupils widening making his gaze appear more gentle. A disguise for the deadly.
"I will carry you today, I don't want you risking your body's health."
"Alright..." I hold my arms out, posing no protest as he lifts me into his own arms.
"But when we return, you may walk around here."
I hold back my sarcastic response knowing it'll only aggravate him needlessly. I smile and nod, leaning against him. He rubs my back, humming to himself happily as he moves. Smoothly he unlocks the door slithering out into the hall beyond. I look around as he moves, once again taking in the intense splendor of the palace. we're back in the elevator but we don't travel very far down before it stops and the doors open. Another long hallway greets me. Small trinkets of fine gold, potted plants in variations I haven't seen before, and beautiful tapestries in rich color are scattered about in decoration. I can see a few doors set into the wall. He approaches one, slipping his claw into the lock.
"This is my study." He says while opening the door.
It's a large room, they all have to be it seems due to kesstars kinds size. A large desk sits in the center of the room, scrolls scattered across it. Framed maps hang on the walls, marked and made for different reasons. I admire their quality. A fireplace sits in the wall, dark for the time being. I glance around the room and freeze.
Kahlziz glares at me from the shadowed corner of the room, his green eyes almost glowing in the darkness. Kesstar feels me go taunt, his arms wrapping more protectively around me.
"Brother... I see you've brought your... pet." Kahlziz begins to move from the darkness, his bright green tail lifting him up higher as he approaches.
I'm not a pet! A prisoner maybe, but not a fucking pet... right?
"Do you take issue with the decisions I make?" Kesstar retorts, a deep spite hidden in his tone. One of his fingers begins to slowly twirl a piece of my hair.
"No... not at all. Just thought you'd like to know what the scouting team you sent out found." His brother replies lazily, gliding past us towards the door.
Kesstars face becomes stern. He glances down at me, his eyes fleeting when he sees I've noticed. "What is it?"
A sick smile lights up Kahlziz's face. "Do you want me to tell you... or show you?"
"Stop playing games with me brother." Kesstar snaps, making me flinch.
"Alright I apologize. The scouts ran into exactly what you suspected."
"And..."
"And I think you should go down to the cells." He eyes me. "I can watch her for you while you're gone." Kahlziz slit pupils narrow as he stares at me hungrily.
I clutch so tightly to Kesstar I fear my arms will break. As much as I don't like him, he's the only one I trust at all, however little it is. He hugs tightly back. "She'll be fine on her own, she knows well enough now what happens if she does something she shouldn't." He carefully sets me down, making sure I have solid footing as he does. I hear his coils shift as he lowers himself so he can look me in the eyes. His hands on my shoulders. "I will not be gone long, I promise." He whispers, brushing my hair from my face. "I know you'll be good." My eyes fall to the floor.
As much as I like being alone, this place is new, I don't know who has access to where. Not to mention those that do are the most powerful predators known to man. Or I guess, rumored of by man. I feel my chin being tilted up. He looks at me intensely. But not with lust or anger or hatred. He stares at me with hidden worry, his eyes soft and almost sad.
"Hey, nothing will happen to you, I promise." He kisses my lips gently, I instinctively close my eyes, leaning in to it. At this moment, it's the only thing that feels safe. "Take me to them." He addresses Kahlziz now who hasn't stopped glaring at me threateningly.
"Of course." He hisses, opening the door for his brother and emperor.
Kesstar gives one last look over his shoulder at me before closing the door and leaving me alone.
The silence is surprising. All the windows are closed, thick curtains sealing off the sun. Hanging lamps provide the light as well as a oil lamp sat atop the desk. I slowly wander around, staring at the many maps. I wish I recognized them. Or where we were. Maybe with more time here I'll eventually unlock that information. I look at the books scattered on shelves. Several of them in languages I can't understand. Those in English I do find are in old English. Antiques. I wonder how they got them here. I grab one that seems the most interesting with a title I find unfamiliar and settle myself in one of the oversized chairs by the window. Tentatively I pull the curtain part way open so I can read by the sunlight. I wonder how long he'll be gone.