Seven Devils

Chapter 7 Release

[Chapter TW: dubious consent, explicit sexual description, master kink, submission, implied death]

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Master Ren nodded his head, a silent command for the Knights to leave; all dipped their head to their Master as they made for the door.

"That means you too Kuruk." He spoke into the air. The communicator disconnected with an audible click.

She went to pull the blanket over herself, suddenly aware of the chill she felt.

It was ripped from her grasp, "Oh little one, we aren't done yet."

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Master Ren stood at the end of the bed, hungrily staring at the body before him. She sat up in the bed, arms crossed over her chest, looking expectantly up at him, not realizing the horrors that would come next.

"Come here, little one." He coaxed her off the bed to stand in front of him. He pushed her to turn around, placing her back against him.

Repeating his motions from earlier, he placed one hand against her throat hard enough to feel her blood pumping against his touch, the other dug harshly into her hip. He leaned down to nibble on her ear as he spoke, "It seems you rather enjoyed your time with my Knights." Speech restricted by his grip, she hummed in agreement.

Alternating between her ear and her neck, he began increasing the pressure, his teeth sinking into her skin causing her to cry out. "I realize now that we have been too nice to you, too gentle. Ap'lek and I eased your pain so that you would survive your captivity. I did not expect you to succumb to the persuasion so easily. With the fire I saw, I thought you had more fight in you. It appears I was wrong."

The hand that was on her hip trailed up and down her side. "I realize that we did you a disservice, to deny you the pain and the fear that our presence summons. I intend to correct that error." His words felt harsh as they encircled her, forcing the fog from her brain.

As she began to see clearly once again, she remembered the night with fresh eyes. The woman she saw in such intimate congress with the Knights and their Master, flirting, teasing, and culminating in such debauched relations, could not have been her. The longer she reflected, the more she could feel their hands on her, exploring and violating her depths, and she was repulsed with herself for giving in to their influence.

But even with as much as she hated what happened, her body betrayed her and responded to the memories. There was a growing heat in her core, her walls clenched with each vision and a moan trembled at her lips.

He could sense the fight in her. Her mind and her body pulling in two different directions. The gentle caress of his fingers in juxtaposition with his firm grasp at her neck made her feel both safe and scared; which is exactly where he wanted her.

"There, there little one. Now you see. Even though you're afraid, your body is begging for more. You're practically buzzing from my touch, each fiber and nerve trying to get closer to me." His hand trailed along her stomach, up to her chest, lingering at her nipples with slow swirls until they were hard under the rough pads of his fingers. A deep hum rumbled in his throat as her body forsake her.

Tears began rolling down her face, she didn't want this but she didn't want it to stop. Listening to her thoughts, he knew she was on edge, just a simple nudge and she would crumble in his hands. But he wanted her to take that step herself.

"Tell me to stop and I will..." His hand moved to place the gentle swirls around her clit as he continued to bite and suck at her neck. "Tell me you don't want this..." The pressure increased against her oversensitive nerves, fraying her sanity. "Tell me, little one, do you want me to stop?"