Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-34928186-20190506221605/@comment-33968890-20190514103027

Nymphaea looked to the prisoners. She wanted to know what to do which seemed to be a consent thing for her now. "Thank-you Thutameph I'm sure you have other places you'd like to be." she thought of Lotus with a smiled to him. she turned to the prisoner and gave them instructions which she made sure they would fallow then uncuffed them and they went there way to do as she told. "Have a good night Thutameph." she nodded to him and left the room. She wanted to speak to her other brother but was thinking about a good time to do that.

She worked her way back towards the party to find Aten. She was not alone though a dark tall figure stalked her in the dark. Lurking in the shadows. She was deep in thought when she stepped out in front to her. She jumped a little.

"My lands … Eckda." she asked as the man stood before her. He was one of the nobles. "It's been a long time." he stepped closer the wine reeked on his breathe. She started to get a bad feeling. "I'm sorry but you'll have to excuse me." she started past him he gripped her arm and pulled her towards him.

"Your very pretty." he growled gripping her arm and tugging her back.

She tensed. "Thank-you that very kind of you but I need to be going." she pulled away and started walking quickly. He was after her though and she took off.

"I see how you like it." he called out as he too off after her. She was not running as fast as she could her heart thudding. Her legs where long but he over took her. Grabbing her arm and pulling her back into a wall her head knocked against it. She stumbled her vison growing blurry. He was on her pressing her up against the wall. One o his soft hands took both her wrists pinning them above her head. He looked at her with lust his pelvis pressing against hers as he pinned her to the wall. She struggled and he pressed harder. "Your feisty I like those ones." he purred taking his other hand and running it from her wrist down her inner arm.

She shook her head trying to pull away. He stopped at lower arm pit. her eyes widening in horror. "Not yet." he assured with a smile. Instead he fallowed the line of her dress to her lower back. "Let's see if you'll do." he nodded to her. His hand began to work up over her bare back. Feeling her form. He pushed hard and harshly feeling each curve and muscle. "Very nice." he nodded his hand reaching her shoulder blades. He worked over them hard then moved his hand over to her spine and trailing his fingers down it slowly. He reached her mid back. His eyes raking over her. "Let's see." he asked his hand coursing around under her dress to her stomach. She tensed fighting stronger her muscles grew more defined. He grinned as he gripped at them. "See you'll do nicely."

He pressed harder into her running his nose up her neck inhaling. His hand moved up her back again. Her eyes widened and her heart beat slammed harder as she realized what he was looking for. "No please … just stop." she bagged.

"Shhhhh … just relax." he pulled out a flax and shoved it into her mouth forcing wine down her. It burned she coughed and sputtered it spilling down her front. He went back to his task he moved his hand over her bare skin and up to the caller that held up her dress. She struggled as he undid it. She shook her head bagging for him so stop as he moved down to the lower buttons. "If you relax we'll have some real fun." He cooed as he undid them.

"Stop … STOP." she cried out she tried to scream he gripped her back and thrust her to the floor. The air knocked form her lungs. She tried to scramble away but the weight of a body on her stopped her. He gripped both her arms and wrenched them behind her back gripping them there. He kept her there for a while kneeing her back to keep her from crying out. He slowly turned her over. Using her weight to pin her arms behind her back.

She was terrified as he rolled her over he kneeled over her body on either side sitting on her his feet between her legs. She writhed and struggled. He grinned down to her his feet spreading apart and her legs with them. She shook her head growing desperate she fought harder it only made him liven up more as he struck her back into the floor. "I like the fire …" he dipped down diving into her. "Keep it up." he breathed over her neck.

he sat back up on her. "This is the feast of love." he leered down at her. The more she struggled the more turned on he got. "And you are one fine ---" he never finished as he leaned down pressing his body over hers. She bucked up he slammed her back down. Her head throbbed and her body ached but she was more terrified. As her vison sawm. He had her submitted under him as he dipped down. "Now for the fun I promised." he dig his finger nails into her skin as he groped over her form ravishing her body. She tried to scream out but she could hardly breath much less scream at his weight on her.

He pulled away every once in a while to watch her face he smiled as she in no more then whispers pleaded and bagged he would just return with more harshness and cruelty to her. He breathed heavily as he moved bruising and braking her body. After a few sessions he pulled back gripping her upper thighs his fingers curling around roughly to move her as he pleased to a better position. "Just relax." he cooed again as he smiled down to her and began again. She didn't stop fighting.

"I like the fire." he said into her ear ash he ran his hands down her side. "Keep it coming." he said pulling back grinning to her before his finger tightened and he lowered.

Blood oozed from her head she was exhausted her mind lost in pain and his torment. She grew weaker as she lost more blood and he went on. She wanted to die in the moment she wanted to die. Her body was sweaty and limp drained of color. She grew still under him and unconscious. He was hot and sweaty too he didn't notice as she grew weaker and stopped struggling. "See I told you if you relaxed we could have fun." he lifted himself off her a bit.

He looked confused as eh lay there. "Come on wench there's more fun to be had." he said. She didn't respond he grew angry and stood. "Get up." he demanded she didn't move. "I said rise!" he screamed kicking her nothing her but her breathing worsening and her pulse weakening. He kicked her again. "Get up." he looked around some kind of light blub going off in his head. As he realized and grew nervous and started to run off. Leaving Nymphaea unconscious bleeding, bruised and broken and raped on the floor unresponsive.

Aten had been growing more and more anxious ash e searched for her but with no luck. He should have never got separated.