Forever Bound

“Your opinion doesn’t matter to me.”

“I don’t care what you want.”

“I can do whatever I want to you.”

“I didn’t give you permission to speak.” 

“You’re not allowed outside of this house.”

“You won’t wear clothes in this house.” 

“You disobeyed me, you’re getting ten lashes.” 

“Don’t you dare talk back to me!” 

“Who taught you how to read and write?”

“You are nothing but a slave, you’re just an idiot.” 

“Kneel before me.” 

“You won’t eat until I give it to you.” 

“Your face is going to be bruised tomorrow. Will you disrespect me again?”

“Get down on your hands and knees.” 

“Don’t look your master in the eyes.” 

“I’ll lock you outside in this freezing weather if you complain again.”

“You’re not very pretty for a pet, are you?” 

“What are all these scars?”

“Pet, tell me who did this to you.” 

“Well, how does it feel like, huh!?” Elijah fired at Sarah. He had no idea how he actually managed to get her into that position but if anybody found out, he sure as hell was going to get in trouble. Nevertheless, the past incidents left him no peace and he did what he had to do, proving her a point. “Maybe that’s why I didn’t like to fight you.. Because you look kinda pathetic like that” The words harsh, his voice failed to get them across with the same confidence. Truth be told, the male felt sorry for her already, surprised about what he was capable of just like that. 

Sarah raised an eyebrow. “Really? You’re like…twenty years old. That’s just sad.” Maybe he was an asexual…stuck on a sex slave island. The idea made her smile at the irony. Nah, he was just scared. 

“All right, fine. You don’t want to do anything fun, so why don’t you just run along back to your cell. I’m sure you have a lot of glowering on your schedule today.”

The witch could hear a subtle gasp escape somewhere off in the distance, turning around Kenzi was confronted with her dear friend. “Eli!” She exclaimed excitedly running over to him. She practically jumped onto him as she pulled him in for a tight embrace. It had been far too long since she’d seen Elijah and she had missed him dearly. She still couldn’t believe that he wanted to be friends after the slave games horrific events. “Thanks, mate!” She beamed brightly up at him at the compliment. The illusion flickered as the witch tried to gain her composure after the excitement. The castle returned seamlessly as she pulled away at arms length from him. “How are you? What brings you to this neck of the woods?” 

For a moment, Elijah was too surprised to say anything in return, merely closing his arms around her, though it was safe to say that she did much of the work herself. He seldom had been greeted like that and couldn’t help but feel happy about it. It gave him a sense of normalcy, a small taste of home. “Hello to you too I guess”, the male chuckled before looking around once again. “I don’t know. I’ve heard there was a big sightseeing tour going on so I figured I’d take a look and see what the fuss was about. A shame the advertisements didn’t include that it would all be an illusion”, he teased. “No really, I just wanted to see you I guess. I’m good, better. How about you?”

“It’s probably make you feel better too, not so bitter about things.” she pointed out. Tiffany let out a disappointed sigh, “Why would you come to college and not want to have any fun? What good is even being here if you’re just gonna avoid people and mope?” she asked, putting her hands on her hips. “If you wanna go then go ahead, I won’t force you to do anything. But the offer of a drink is still there if you change your mind.”

“Because I don’t want to remember. I just want to get overit, that’s all” That was the truth he had never tld anyone so far, not entirely at least. Elijah was sure that some of them already knew, not that it mattered. He probably would have gone soft as well with Tiffany hadn’t she used her powers on him earlier, seeing that she actually seemed like someone fun. “So yeah, I better get going and try not to drop dead in this place”

“Oh? Am I not good enough to deliver such news?” she asked with a quirked brow when he mentioned wishing it came from the headmaster. She was only teasing, because she understood what he was getting at, but unlike most, it wasn’t explicit- whether or not she was serious. “You say that like it is something simple. If it truly were that easy, do you not think more slaves would be doing it? In fact, seeing as how most of you do not enjoy your status, I would assume that nearly all of them would be trying to become Masters and Mistresses. As I said before, those are very special cases. I have only heard of one on the island, ever. In fact, there are more cases of Masters and Mistresses becoming slaves than there are the other way around.” Elijah’s anger was expected and Bella welcomed it- not reacting to his sudden outburst. He made a good point, after all. She wasn’t pretending to know first hand what he was going through- she’d never been through something similar, and likely never will. “I think you should embrace that fire, Elijah,” she commented at length, taking a sip of her whiskey. “It is great motivation, anger. You would be surprised at the many things you could accomplish with it. And eventually your anger will burn out and you will see things more clearly, it can only go up from here. Granted you make the right choices. But that is what I am here for,” she said with a little smirk. “There is something about you I like. That does not happen often. If you stick by my side and take my advice, you might just go somewhere.” 

It was awkward. Elijah never thought that this would happen in his entire life. Things had gotten better with Belladonna, especially since he showed up every once in a while. They even had a bit of fun. It had merely been a coincidence that he spotted her at the beach. Of course, intimacy had always been a big thing on this island but neither he nor the woman had been huge believers in it. Today, however, his mind was working. The moment he realized that he actually was fantasizing by the way she moved, the way she looked in her bikini, it was way too late, a bulge clear to be seen between his legs. Luckily, no one has seemed to notice so far so he did what a man needed to do for that he wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible. Hands sliding down, he began to stroke his length, hoping she wouldn’t notice.

Even with her kind of control, it was inevitable that what they were doing would slowly but surely turn her on as well. She suppressed it better, kept her head level and her actions purposeful, but her heart was beating slightly faster and a warmth had begun to flood through her limbs. She was aroused, and slowly becoming more so with Elijah’s submission and the way he so easily fell into the practise of doing what she said and following her orders. When he asked politely, as she told him to do, Belladonna smirked and inclined her head, pressing his hand a little firmer to the back of her neck. “Such a well behaved young man for asking so nicely,” she mused leisurely, making a point to draw things out- so she wasn’t giving him what he wanted too easily. She wanted him to know that whatever she allowed him was a privilege and that it shouldn’t be taken lightly. “Go on then, Elijah. You know what to do,” she prompted giving his hand a squeeze before releasing it, allowing him the freedom needed to pull on the string and discard her bikini top, baring her breasts to him. While she waited for him to do that, she slid one hand over his chest, lightly raking her nails along his skin before slipping her hand around his waist and trailing her nails up his back. And all the while, she kept her eyes locked on his in the lowlight of the evening, their faces close enough that their breath mingled.

It wasn’t very often that Bella felt disoriented or confused- but when she’d woken up that morning, that’s exactly what she felt. She had no clue where she was, her surroundings unfamiliar. Initially she’d thought she was kidnapped or something- definitely not out of the realm of possibility considering what her family did, but after a quick assessment, she deduced that that wasn’t it. She had free reign, after all, what kind of kidnapper would do that? Still trying to figure out what was going on, Bella wandered around, trying to se if she could find any clues or indications as to where she was or what she was doing there. Eventually her wandering brought her to a casino- a really nice one at that. She’d just gotten inside when she heard someone address her from behind. “The owner? Oh no, no I am not,” she responded with a little smile, her accent thicker than usual as she turned to face the man. “Pleasure to met you, Elijah Roosemont, but I am simply looking around. Perhaps you should ask one of the staff where the owner is? They might be able to help you better- although, on that note, do you know where we are by any chance?”