It was warm, the feeling in her mouth. Swallowing gently she enjoyed this unknown pleasure. For some reason she had a strange sense of being young again. Not right. Her eyes flashed open quickly and she awoke to the piercing ice blue metallic eyes from before. His face brought her the sense of familiarity but the situation she was in felt less than usual. Her lips were curled around a soft rubber nub as some form of liquid poured into her mouth, her own purrs could be felt inside her body. She panicked, this is so not right, the female went to yank her hands up to grab at the foreign object past her teeth but was caught short within a few inches. She realized her wrists were handcuffed to something, his thighs. She felt her body laid between his legs, the back of her head resting in his lap, the male held the canister strategically to her face where it splashed down her throat consistently. Hurriedly, she began to whither around in his trap, her eyes wide with fear as she attempted to release the bottle from her mouth, the substance spilling across her face as he forced the drink harder against her. Using his other hand he tilted her chin up as he stared down at her with a chuckle at the girl's feeble endeavor to escape.

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"Stop fighting me, you need to drink this to get your strength back."

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His voice was stern and she stopped her struggle abruptly, continuing to take the odd form of nurture she was receiving. A grin of satisfaction formed on his lips, moving the hand from her chin he went to place it on the females head affectionately. Before the gentle contact could rest on her, she reacted. She swung her loose legs back behind her head to strike at his shoulders in a quick movement, resemblance to a backwards somersault. She heard his back thud against the dark carpet that was arranged across the tiled floor. A deep groan erupted from him, annoyance very evident. She stood over his torso on all fours, tugging at the shackles around her wrists still connected to a metal bands on his legs, however his legs wouldn't even lift from the floors. This man is strong. Rather suddenly she felt it. Felt the cool breeze from in between the delicate region below her hips. Then she heard him laugh from the same location, his breath warm against the vex of her legs. Oh no. The female was stunned, frozen in place as she realized her bare body was exposed to him. She was so vulnerable she couldn't help but to arch her back to move her bottom away from his face, sitting her butt down between his legs swiftly.

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The girl's face was red hot with a strong feeling of violation and embarrassment, she stared at the blank grey wall before her as she felt him move back up to a sitting position. He was chuckling to himself as she heard a hand scratch at his back, more than likely he was feeling the pain from getting knocked onto the floor. The warmth of the loose clothes that clung to him brushed against her back and she twitched away from the contact, feeling more exploited by this stranger than ever. Still chained to his legs she was at his mercy, a huff of agitation coming off her lips as she tried to focused once again on the situation.

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"You are quite the feisty one, must be in that Feltaraji blood of yours." His voice rang out into her right ear, warm breath against her nudity making small goose bumps arise across the female's skin.

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He was fairly observant because as soon as the shiver moved across her, his big arms wrapped around her body, holding her fragile being close to his sturdy trunk. Her cheeks turned pink with a blush, this sort of sentiment making her most anxious, especially since it was against her will. Her fear made her tug at the cuffs once again, but still they were unbreakable.

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A small growl formed in her throat, "Tuvek." She said through gritted teeth. She felt herself flare with defiance against his kindness, not understanding what his intention were, but to her surprise he understood the girl and replied in the same language.

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"Baq."

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She was slightly baffled, turning back to stare up at him, with confused eyes. Who is this man... He smiled down at her and placed a hand on the female's head, gently running his fingers through her hair, soothingly. His affection most comforting as his strokes lulled her to be calm once again.  She didn't understand where she was, who he was, who even she was. It felt as if her memory was wiped of everything except the basics. The world was recognizable, but the people and experiences were not. Hopefully it will all make sense soon. In the exhausted state she was, she let her eyes close slowly as she put her trust into him for the time being, it didn't seem as if he would be causing her any pain purposefully. 

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Click!

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Just as the girl thought she was safe something new affected her. She felt the metal chain snap around her neck as the mechanical cold rested on her sharp collar bones. She flinched at the new device, but she was too used to this man's games to care to open her eyes as her mind faded into a restful state, fatigue taking over her tired body as she waited for his next advance on her, staring to him with irritated and tired eyes.