What strong words! But that's hardly a personal way to describe events.
[He kisses the shell of her ear, slides the fabric of her panties to the side to start touching her directly, fingers strong and firm against her clit, dragging the beginning of her wetness up to make teasing her easy, slick.]
But I must say your sister isn't as smart as you, all this drama is just going to get Conrad excited. She's really not doing herself any favors.
[Rufus would have noticed, she's sure. But maybe that's because she spent her childhood with an awful father -- she was well aware of the ugliness of the world before she was ever sold off.]
But...
[She has to pause for a hitched breath, putting her hands on his arms and squeezing not to push him away but just to make it clear, as always, that she's not happy, regardless of the redness spreading down her neck or the wetness between her legs.]
But she's stronger. I should have fought you like that.
[There, is that personal enough? She'd really rather avoid pointless punishments.]
[No they are not. This hurts more than anything that's been done to her, and it makes all the years of being obedient feel useless. Rufus is angrier than she's ever been. Angry enough to refuse something, for once. She squeezes her eyes closed and turns her head, knowing full well it's going to hurt.
And it does. Of course it does. She knows how this works. But even through the first jolt and the following pain she just digs her nails into Dorian's arms and stays stubborn. It might leave her panting, her muscles spasming, but she'd rather that than cooperating with this. It's a punishment for the failure to free them.]
[Dorian raises an eyebrow at her disobedience, pulling his fingers out of her and shoving her forward.]
Now now, dear girl, this disobedience doesn't suit you.
[He yanks her skirt up and her panties down, pulling his hard cock out of his pants and grabbing a fistful of her hair as he slams mercilessly into her, shuddering at the way the shocks make her spasm.]
You have known this was coming for over a decade, my dear. I expected more composure from you. Perhaps I should make you help train your sister yourself. Look at the screen, Conrad's too excited, she winds him up terribly with that defiance of hers. He's going to end up killing her at some point if she doesn't learn to settle down. You shouldn't look away from that.
[She's too well-trained not to enjoy cruel roughness. She's too well-trained to hide reactions as well, so despite all the pain her gasps and moans are just as much from pleasure. She could struggle, but she's not, just as expected. It's useless, and she has little will to protect herself. It's just Jusis... It's for Jusis' sake that she's still not watching, still suffering the shocks instead, and choking out her rejection.]
I won't-- I'll die before I-- ah-- before I hurt her...
[This one thing, she won't do, no matter what. If it came down to it, it'd be better for them both to die than to have the tiny comfort that is eachother taken away. Maybe Jusis wouldn't agree with that, but for Rufus it's been twelve years of this and she's just failed at her entire reason for enduring, so...]
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[He kisses the shell of her ear, slides the fabric of her panties to the side to start touching her directly, fingers strong and firm against her clit, dragging the beginning of her wetness up to make teasing her easy, slick.]
But I must say your sister isn't as smart as you, all this drama is just going to get Conrad excited. She's really not doing herself any favors.
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[Rufus would have noticed, she's sure. But maybe that's because she spent her childhood with an awful father -- she was well aware of the ugliness of the world before she was ever sold off.]
But...
[She has to pause for a hitched breath, putting her hands on his arms and squeezing not to push him away but just to make it clear, as always, that she's not happy, regardless of the redness spreading down her neck or the wetness between her legs.]
But she's stronger. I should have fought you like that.
[There, is that personal enough? She'd really rather avoid pointless punishments.]
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[He laughs, easing a finger into her and resting his chin on the top of her head.]
But you won't.
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[Because it's useless. She's already been defeated. But maybe if she'd fought, back before they were so thoroughly trapped...
Well. Hindsight is 20/20. And at least she's learned to accept that this feels good. She doesn't even try to stop from gasping.]
Wait-- let me stop talking about it. Please.
[She'll watch. She'll respond in all the right ways. Just let her stop talking, before something else happens on that screen.]
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[He smiles against her cheek, finger working deeper inside, thumb continuing to stimulate her.]
Besides, aren't things getting interesting now?
[He's not taking the order back, she still has to narrate.]
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[No they are not. This hurts more than anything that's been done to her, and it makes all the years of being obedient feel useless. Rufus is angrier than she's ever been. Angry enough to refuse something, for once. She squeezes her eyes closed and turns her head, knowing full well it's going to hurt.
And it does. Of course it does. She knows how this works. But even through the first jolt and the following pain she just digs her nails into Dorian's arms and stays stubborn. It might leave her panting, her muscles spasming, but she'd rather that than cooperating with this. It's a punishment for the failure to free them.]
I... I should have been enough!
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Now now, dear girl, this disobedience doesn't suit you.
[He yanks her skirt up and her panties down, pulling his hard cock out of his pants and grabbing a fistful of her hair as he slams mercilessly into her, shuddering at the way the shocks make her spasm.]
You have known this was coming for over a decade, my dear. I expected more composure from you. Perhaps I should make you help train your sister yourself. Look at the screen, Conrad's too excited, she winds him up terribly with that defiance of hers. He's going to end up killing her at some point if she doesn't learn to settle down. You shouldn't look away from that.
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I won't-- I'll die before I-- ah-- before I hurt her...
[This one thing, she won't do, no matter what. If it came down to it, it'd be better for them both to die than to have the tiny comfort that is eachother taken away. Maybe Jusis wouldn't agree with that, but for Rufus it's been twelve years of this and she's just failed at her entire reason for enduring, so...]