Hard Work (Akiyama-Yuki) [closed]

[Akiyama Kisho]

((Oh yeah now its time for my twisted mind to have some serious fun. Nothing like mental masturbation to bring out the best in a person lmao))

He waited a full day, just one day. Letting her 'relax' in her current position while he got some things together, bathed, ate and received a full nights rest in preparation for the immense fun he was going to have. Only a full handful of people knew where he was holding her, and as far as he knew he could completely trust them. She had given him so much trouble that he was going to savor this for as long as he could.

He opened the heavy cell door and walked over to where she was. Hanging in the middle of the room from an odd contraption he bought a few years ago but never had to use. Ahh how lovely. She was completely naked, her hair down and swimming near to her ankles now, did she ever cut it? Her head was hung and she was slack in the restraints. She was stunning really, such white skin with all those bruises from the fight on it making her even lovelier.

He smacked her across the face to wake her up, or to stop her from faking it if she was already awake. The sneer on his own would make a person worry. Rubbing his hands together he felt the heavy weight of her breasts in them, she had such large ones for a woman of this country, he wondered if her mother really was her mother. As Yuki had such wild notions he wouldn't be surprised if she was illegitimate. Ahh well he didn't care, he would enjoy her screams either way, maybe even force her to like it.

[yuki]

She had been semi-conscious for about an hour now. Drifting in and out of a state of awareness. But another sharp slap of pain jolted her completely awake and she lifted her head to glare at the man who was her captor. There was nothing she could do to get out of this, it was very intricate and she had tried when she had first come to, only causing herself more pain. Currently her wrists were bleeding from the strain she had put on them, the pain wasn't too bad, but she wouldn't even let him know she felt anything.

"Your a sick twisted bastard, the only reason why any of this is possible is because Akihito is gone. I wouldn't doubt that it is all because of you that he is gone. You mad power hungry fiend. You will get your comeuppance." Then she spit on him and snarled incoherently when he felt up her chest. She would put noting past him but there was that inkling of fear crawling up her spine and it was starting to bother her.

She was effectively trapped, all alone and all his, until someone found out or she could find some way to get out of this. Like anyone would cross Akiyama...

[Akiyama Kisho]

"Ahh such sweet things you say. How I have longed to hear your words of love slip from your honeyed lips." Smirking the whole while he bent to take a kiss from her, marveling in the softness of her full lips and laughing inwardly at the instant tenseness that slipped over them. He briefly wondered how far she had ever gotten with anyone, doubted that she had gotten anywhere with that Prince of hers. Akihito never really wanted to marry the girl anyway, so perhaps in a way he was doing her a favor. He would show her such pleasure, but it would be mixed with more pain then she had ever dreamed possible.

Turning his back on her he went to a low table over along the wall to the left of where she was currently hanging. Upon his hands he slipped a pair of tight black gloves, checking them twice to make sure that they were fit properly. He then returned to her and ran his gloved hands all over her body, up and down...not missing a single section that was out in the open. "Such lovely skin, the Prince would have been pleased with your beauty Yuki...but its too bad he will never have the pleasure of you. Ahh but lucky me, I will."

Again he kissed her, but this time shoved his tongue in her mouth...fully exploring the areas no one had ever been in. He would bring on the pain soon enough, he wanted to taste the sweetness first, the parts no one ever got to see of this fiery little minx.

[yuki]

He was a bastard, through and through. Everything he did was for his own gain and to hurt others. She would kill him if she ever got the chance, regardless of the consequences. There was no other reason for her life, she had no one to live for. So ridding the country of such a foul being would mean mercy on her people. The only obstacle to this wonderful plan...was that she was shackled up hanging in the middle of a room completely naked and with no way to get loose that she could see so far. So all she could do was, quietly, endure what he planned to do to her.

With the violation of his tongue came her quick and fierce retribution. She bit into it, hard, splitting the skin and riping the muscle. Blood gushed into her mouth and ran down her throat causing her to gag and choke. She would never willingly allow him to do anything. No matter how much he would want her to or would try to force on her. He may have her in this position but she would fight him tooth and nail every single second until her body and or mind caved in. Hopefully it would not come to that.

[Akiyama Kisho]

"You traitorous bitch!" He screamed at her when he pulled back, blood gushing from his mouth, down his chin and staining the kimono he wore. He backhanded her rather hard for such a move splitting her lips and bruising the right side of her face almost instantly. Akiyama was a very strong man. Then he walked off, leaving her alone in the dark and bleeding as well, shutting the door with a final sound.

Thankfully they had stopped asking how he received such injuries at the medics place, and just dealt with it as it came. He knew this would give the young Yuki more time to worry and wonder about what he would have in store for her now, after such a wicked act. Secretly he was proud of her still trying to fight him, but it would win her no favors and only more pain.

He came back down the next day, the damage had not been that severe and they had somehow been able to stop the swelling as well, he was just very tender now. There she was, still hanging there. He would bet her shoulders were screaming in pain since he had 'forgotten' to loosen her so that her feet were on the floor. Walking up to her he grabbed a thick handful of her hair and jerked it back, smirking at her swollen lips that held dried blood on them. "You really should behave, I was going to take my time but you have angered me. Your loss."

[yuki]

Angered him? Like she really cared. Although maybe it was a good thing that she had. If not he would have taken his time and she would rather he just get it over with then kill her like she figured he had planned. Better then hanging around here for who knows how long while he slowly tortured her till she snapped. Yuki knew she was strong, both physically and mentally but even one like her could only take so much till her mind decided it didn't want to listen to her anymore.

Looking up, at her hands she winced. Wrists were rubbed raw and bleeding a bit from her struggles. Her shoulders ached so bad she almost felt like crying but would not give him that satisfaction. Her lower legs were numb from the blood going down to them and yet she could still feel the chill on her bare skin.

She refused to speak to him and just hung there like a doll, waiting to see what he would do. Already she planned on somehow making her numb legs function and try kicking him. Or something to that effect, her legs were not her strong suit.

[Akiyama Kisho]

Too quiet, he was not happy with the lack of sound from her. She should be begging him, pleading...whimpering. But he got nothing out of her and it was enough to set his nerves on edge, the kind of edge that meant annoyance and pain to others. Stalking to the other side of the small room he picked up an ornately carved ceremonial dagger and twirled it around in his hands, the meager light catching off its blade and making it look bigger then it really was.

Walking back over to her prone form he smiled at her. The kind that made you think you were about to be eaten alive. "Such beautiful pale skin, everyone called you a demon babe at birth. With your too pale skin and crimson fire eyes. I will see just how human you really are." With that he drug the very tip of the blade down from her right shoulder, across her whole arm on the inside, till he reached her wrist which is where he stopped. Blood immediately welled up and began to flow down her skin and then to drip upon the floor.

"You bleed just like the rest of us." He turned his head as there was a knock on the cell door and growled something low. Should start to get used to it though since he was Emperor and all now. Going to the door he spoke to the guard and found out that he was needed elsewhere.

"Again you are lucky Yuki, I need to leave you, but I will be back to finish this. Enjoy the small present I left for you in the mean time."