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Beg Me, and Love it (gray x nurse)

Taking a moment to watch her, Ein smiled, glancing from her, to around the room, giving her a moment to accept the gravity of the situation before acting. Finally however, he stood, walking over to the fireplace, setting a few log inside and casually starting one up, making sure to keep an eye on her as he went, making sure to be ready if she tried to run. After the fire was going along cheerily, he stood once again and stretched, sauntering over to his bed, a large thing with elaborate posts. Still acting casually, he spoke as he stooped, pulling something out from under his bed. "Well, I suppose I should welcome you to your new home, if your attitude is any indication, you'll be here for quite some time before I trust to take out out in public again." He mused, finally finding what he was look for. Advancing on her, he held it before him, a long strand of chain, light, yet hard and strong, with a shackle on either end. Grinning, he stood before her, eyes flashing bright. "You will be broken... If you think what happened in the woods was bad, I'm must say, what happens from here on will be much.. much.. worse."

Still he grinning he sprung into action, launching at her and pinning her against the wall, with a deft and practiced motion, he clapped the shackle onto her ankle, smiling as he did so, and, wasting no time, hurried to attach the other end to the bed post on the floor. This done, he clapped his hands once together and gave a small chuckle. The chain was long enough to reach anywhere in the room, but not enough to let her get beyond to the door, it being at the opposite side of the room from the bed. Walking back to her, he placed a firm hand on her shoulder. "Get used to it princess, this is your life from now on. The only chance you have is from submitting to me."
 
Elsa flinched as he came towards her with the chain, she had been expecting him to hit her with it. When he clasped it around her ankle she was shocked at first, glancing down at it. Then she heard him claps the other shackle around the bedpost. She pulled at it with her foot, and of course had no luck in even making the bed shake for a moment. She flinched again as he came towards her and put a hand on her shoulder; everytime he came near her she expected him to hurt her in some way.

She trembled a little bit, the blanket still tightly wrapped around her. As of right now, that was the only thing she had between herself and Ein. Somewhere deep inside of her she knew that he would probably take that away from her, leaving absolutely nothing to fend him off. She didn't want to submit to him, not in any way. She wanted to scream and yell and kick and throw things at him...but where would that get her? Only more pain, she was sure. She didn't give him any sort of a vocal answer, she just averted her eyes and stayed silent. She wasn't submitting to him...but she wasn't going to fight until she had to.
 
Smiling wickedly at her reaction, he stayed still a moment, letting the tension build in the air for a prolonged moment, loving the atmosphere as he calculated his next course of action. Suddenly, as he had done before, his hand dropped from her shoulder, clutching at a handful of the blanket and tearing it from her grasp, hard enough to trip her to the floor should it catch her off guard. Tossing the thing aside into a far corner of the room, he advanced once again on her, locking her eyes with his. "I do believe I owe you for you resilient behavior this afternoon." He remarked, holding up the finger she had bitten earlier, and wondering just what he should do with her.

Several ideas struck him, but one in particular he thought was quite good, remembering the pleasure of making her beg him earlier in the day. Without wasting a moment, fighting her if he had to, he dragged her from where she was to the end of the bed, throwing her up against the tall bedpost she was chained to. Taking the other length of rope in his other hand, he descended upon her, tying her to the bed post much like he had to the tree. Done with this, he grinned and walked to the cupboard, taking out a few small bottles and smiling wider as he brought them back to her. "I do believe we are going to have some fun." He mused with a small chuckle.
 
She screeched in protest as he ripped the blanket from her, her body trembling as it was revealed to him once again. She fought him as he dragged her towards the bed, trying to kick him once, until she realized that that would only get her more punishment. She fell back against the bed and breathed heavily, trying to think of some way to fend him off or to at least get him to show her some semblance of kindness.

"Please, please...don't tie me up," she begged, her voice cracking at the end of her sentence. She looked up at him, terror evident in her eyes and in her trembling frame. She still resented him, she still hated him, but at the moment she was more scared than anything else. She'd realized at least that she had to stay here, there was no place for her to go...and she would try to make this somewhat better for herself, if she could.
 
Hearing her beg, he grinned wide. "What happened to that strong sense of self-pride, eh princess? Or have you come to terms with yourself, you filthy slut." Speaking these last words as a taunt, he uncorked a bottle and pressed it to her lips without warning. It didn't matter if some got on her face, as long as she drank some of it, it would do, especially when combined with the other. Ignoring her request to be untied, he took the lip off the second and last bottle, putting the thing under her nose and letting the thick fumes waft up and be inhaled. This done, he set the two objects aside, and stood back, admiring his handiwork. Soon. Soon she would begin to feel the effects of the contents. A powerful aphrodisiac, by itself quite strong, but when combined in it's two most common forms, it had a certainly potent effect indeed.

This was his first attempt, his first stage in a series of increasing trails set to break her. Each would be added one at a time, first the drugging, which he intended to keep up, and from there, more and more until her spirit could take no more and broke. If that didn't work, well, he had as long as he needed to crush her.
 
She didn't know what to say to him. Her self-righteousness was gone, she knew that it couldn't exist anymore. Who would listen to her? No one. Everyone here regarded Ein as their king, no one even knew that she was here, let alone that she was a princess. She wrinkled her nose at the drink he shoved into her mouth, but he managed to make her swallow a couple of gulps. She breathed in the fumes from the other bottle, though it didn't really smell like anything to her.

She didn't understand what he was trying to do to her. Was he trying to get her drunk, or something? It hadn't tasted like alcohol, it actually hadn't been bad. After a few minutes she began to feel kind of strange. She felt very antsy, she needed to move...but she couldn't, the rope held her tightly. Then she realized that she was getting aroused. Her heart rate was increasing and she began to sweat a little bit. She fidgeted, her arousal was skyrocketing in a matters of seconds. She fidgeted more and more, her body beginning to ache for attention.
 
Watching her with a fierce grin, eyes blazing at he watched, Ein saw her begin to fidget, and without a word, moved over to her running a hand over her nipples, her pussy, and then her clit, playing with it in an attempt to drive her crazy before letting loose a single one of her hands, wanting to see if she would do anything while he was there, watching her intently. Already he wondered what he might do to her in this state, it seemed to have worked quite remarkably upon her, and with a grin, he thought that perhaps he should simply untie her, wanting to see what she would do. But she could do that herself, if she was desperate enough, and slowly, Ein moved to the bed, sitting down upon it quite casually, leaning against the headboard and stretching his legs out.

"Go on then, indulge yourself." He chided, wanting to see how long she could take this growing arousal. He almost wished he had kept her bound, and let her go mad with the feeling, but he knew, it was to far by now, even if she throw off her dignity and indulged herself right now, it wouldn't be enough, and drug would demand she fulfill her needs more so then that, she would learn soon enough.
 
She jumped a little as he ran his hand over her body, it pushed her arousal up even further. She wriggled even more, her eyes growing wide with arousal. She couldn't believe that this had happened to her so quickly, she knew it had been the drink and the fumes. She fought within her mind, telling herself not to touch her clit, not to indulge like he wanted her to. But her body was demanding that she did. She was throbbing, she was sweating, she couldn't stand it any longer.

She finally pushed her hand down in between her legs and touched herself a little. But instead of relieving some of the arousal and making her feel good, it only made her need more, more, more. She was gasping for breath, seemingly for no reason, but her heart was thudding so hard and fast that she thought it would fly out of her chest. She looked behind her at him, seeing him lounging there so nonchalantly. Despite herself...she wanted him.
 
Ein had to admit, seeing her like this, so desperate and in need.. It made him a little hot under the collar as well. Smirking as always, he stretched out a little more, enough to reveal a tell tale bulge in his pants. Casually, with an air of almost boredom, he loosened these, the lacing of his shirt lightly undone. Watching her with burning eyes, he did not move for her, he wanted to make her come for him, to make her actually give in to her bodies demands, if she did that, it would be a great step indeed in breaking the girl.

"Something the matter?" He asked, acting as though he had no idea what she was going through. "I dare say you could free yourself with that hand, should you find the strength to pry it away from you lions long enough to do so." Taunting her, he placed his hand behind his back. An idea struck him then, one that made him grin wide. When this was done, he had something he thought might serve very well to help break her spirit, but it would depend greatly upon Elsa. That in mind, he settled in, content to watch and see just how far the drug would drive her to fulfill her bodies ache.
 
Elsa looked down at the large bulge in his pants, which only made her want him even more. Her body wanted him, her mind didn't...but her body had taken over. She had only primal, instinctual, lustful thoughts. She turned around and undid the strap hold her other wrist. For a split second, she thought that she was free and could run away, but then she remembered the chain that held her foot to the bed. Her was was thumping wildly, her body was hot and aching for attention, should she do it? She was struggling a little bit now, but the struggle was short lived: her body was not going to be ignored.

She turned towards him again and climbed up onto the bed fully. She realized that she had to crawl to him, and so she did. She did it slowly, though her body was telling her to just jump on top of him and rip his pants off. The closer she got to him the more she wanted him, needed him. Her womanhood was dripping, her skin was moist with arousal and her eyes were dilated. She was finally up close to him, stopping just before his feet. She looked at him square in the eyes, but still she was afraid to touch him.
 
Ein made sure not to say anything. When this was finished he wanted to make sure he could say that she had been the one to come to him, completely on her own. Grinning, he casually reached his hands down, lightly sliding his pants down, almost enough to reveal the source of the large bump. Smirking deviously, he moved another hand to strip away his shirt, tossing it aside before meeting her gaze. Holding hers to his own, he stared at her for a long while.

Not breaking eyes contact with her, he ran his hands through his hair, pushing it back, not saying a word but not refuting her in the slightest. She was so close, all she had to do was cross the final restriction her mind was likely fighting against, and then she would give in, for now at least, and he could do with her as he wanted.
 
Elsa was literally wild with lust. She wasn't a civilized princess anymore, she was a feral woman in need of sex. Very slowly she crawled closer to him, until she was just below his bulge. She stared into his eyes, the drugs hadn't just made her incredibly horny, they'd also make her feel connected to him. She wanted him. She needed him to touch her. He was the only one there and therefore the only one to touch her, but somewhere in her mind she knew that even if there were others, she would only want him. There was a justification there: they'd already had sex. Why not do it again?

She reached out and touched her fingers to his bare muscled chest lightly, it sent a little shiver up her spine. She pressed her hand against his chest slowly, feeling her hot skin touch his cool skin. She crawled closer, until her crotch was above his. She pressed her other hand against his chest, her chest heaving and her eyes still locked on his.
 
The reaction the drug had given her had been much better then Ein had hoped for, and he had to admit, he was finally fairly feral himself, and it struck him that if they began, he wouldn't be taking his time and enjoying it for the cruelty of it as last time, he would be fucking her with as much inhibition as animals. As her hands touched his chest, his skin prickled in delight, and he grinned, one hand slowly reaching up, brushing hair from her face. After a moment he realized he could actually feel the heat coming from her body, and that did it. Reaching out, his hand touched at her breasts, pinching at her nipples suddenly, his other hand going lower, sliding over her stomach to her dripping womanhood.

This was it, neither of them would back away now, and that was the last coherent though Ein had before he pressed his fingers against her wet folds, forefinger playing with her clit once again as he shifted his legs, trying to get out of his pant's.
 
She whimpered as he ran his fingers down her stomach. Her hands tensed on his chest and she wriggled a little bit as he got his manhood out of his pants. Her mouth dropped open as his forefinger played with her clit, the sensation of it making her dumb for a moment. When he had finally gotten himself out of his pants she moved her hands up to his shouldes, holding on to them for support. She had no thoughts in her head except this, what she needed.

She wasn't thinking that she was about to willingly mount her captor, the man who had torn her away from her family. She gripped his shoulders and moved up a little bit, her thighs tightening beside his as she lowered herself down, feeling his manhood slide between her legs.
 
Letting out a low moan as she lowered herself onto him, Ein grinned suddenly, and then, without warning, bucked his hips up quite suddenly, thrusting into her with a sudden need repeatedly and with growing passion. Moving his hands, one continued to pinch and play with her clit, even as he bucked up into her, and the other moved to her back, running over her warm skin and press her close enough so that he could lick and bite at her nipples, suckling them.

His own mind was faintly present, just running in the background, but he too, was immensely living in the moment, taking in her presence and reveling in their mating.
 
She squealed a he thrust up into her suddenly, she had not been expecting that at all but her now feral mind loved it. She leaned forward when he pressed her down, her hands still holding onto his shoulders. She allowed him to be the one doing most of the movement, though she was naturally rocking a little bit, causing him to hit her at odd angles. She moaned completely involuntarily, sometimes because of a thrust, sometimes a pinch, and sometimes a bite.

Her mind was completely clouded of everything except his fucking her. To her, they weren't having sex, making love, or even mating...they were fucking.
 
Teeth grit from the sheer pleasure of the act, moans escaping them both at odd times, Ein strove on even harder, the part of him responsible for his actions now demanding that he fuck her completely raw, make her scream in pleasure, yell and shout and rock with glee. As such, he pounded up into her as hard as he could, his cock throbbing inside her, his fingers pinching harshly at her clit, teeth nobbling at her nipples, his other hand running down and over her rear, over her thighs.

And fucking they were. Not even animals went at it as they seemed to be, both seeming intent in drawing out the most raw pleasure of possible from the experience. Working faster, each moan encouraged him, trying to drive her over the point where she could do nothing but scream in pleasure and force her body to move in any way that would bring her even the slightest of more pleasure.
 
Her fingers were digging into his shoulders, harder as her pleasure mounted. She leaned forward even more so that he was hitting her as deep as he possibly could each time. Soon her moans turned to yelps and then to screams. She was gasping for breath, her heart thumping wildly. Her toes curled, a dead give away that she was going to orgasm. Her body was on fire, her mind was running wild, and she was seconds away from orgasm.

Her primal brain knew that she was close to orgasm and it drove her even more wild. She slammed down on him as he slammed up, still rocking as his fingers pinced at her. Then her body tensed up and she came, hard. She screamed her pleasure but did not stop moving on him, her feral mind wanted her partner to feel the same feeling she'd just had.
 
His voice joined hers soon enough, a high moan and panting as they both reached closer and closer to their release. As he came closer Ein felt himself throbbing in time with their fucking, throbbing hard whenever he thrust deep into her, so deep, he thought he muse have gone beyond what was humanly possible. Finally, as he felt her walls close over him as she came, he couldn't stand it, and he felt himself orgasm himself, shooting hard and far into her, letting out a loud and prolonged moan as he went, filling her completely, even dripping out onto the sheets. As much as it had felt amazing to come this far, his mind wouldn't let it be satisfied at this. His drive was hungry, and in a sudden urge, it acted.

The sheer pleasure of their orgasm making his own cock tender, he assumed she felt the same, and thus pressed the opportunity. With a sudden lurch, he threw himself forward, pushing her down this time, still inside of her as he began to thrust back into her. Somewhere in his mind, he knew it usually wasn't possible for men to continue after cumming, but his libido knew not this rule, as he felt himself quickly coming upon his release once again, pushing her legs far apart as he bucked into her.
 
She was panting and her body had begun to ache after he came. She had thought they were going to stop, but then he pushed her over and crawled on top of her. She was still very much under the spell of the drugs and so she didn't mind it, though her pussy was especially sensitive after her orgasm. She wriggled for a couple of seconds as he continued to thrust into her, but soon her insides accepted him again and she stopped feeling weird.

She opened her eyes and looked up at him pounding into her. Under the drugs she saw him as an amazing lover, not as a captor. Under these drugs she wanted to be touching him in some way at every second, whether it just be his arm, neck, foot. She was completely caught under these drugs.
 
This second time he was not able to last as long as before, and soon he moaned in pleasure as he came once more, pulling out soon enough this time to shoot part of it over her stomach. Panting and trying to catch his breath, he finally felt himself calm down a tiny bit as he sunk down next to her, grinning like an animal that had just fulfilled it's greatest hunger. Slowly he could feel his consciousness returning, beginning to think as usual, though he knew the drugs she was under would last for a few more minutes, perhaps even ten, before starting to fade.

Smiling his usual smirk by now, he lay there next to her, watching her panting form, one hand still trailing over her body, down her chest, over her waist, across her pussy, down her thigh. This had gone better then he could have hoped, and he imagined he was going to like breaking this one in, quite a bit actually.
 
She finally closed her eyes after he came the second time. She was breathing so hard that she barely even noticed him there at first. After a few minutes her breathing slowed down and she came to rest. She could still feel the buzz from the drugs. She turned her face to look at him and smiled a little bit. Could this be a peak at what it would look like after they had sex once he broke her?

She stretched her limbs out and then rolled over onto her side, facing him. "That was amazing," she said softly, her eyes still glazed over.
 
In her drug induced state, he wondered how much she was aware of the fact that she was under the influence of the chemicals, or of her past. Deciding it might be a good idea to test this, he ventured forth a question. "Indeed, quite amazing. Now you see the benefits of letting your body decide your fate, rather then your pride?" Smiling still, he looked over, her, solidifying his plan for when she came down off the drugs. If this was what she would be like was she was broken, he could hardly wait for that time to come. Thus, he was glad for the idea that had come to him. Still laying, he continued to run a hand over her body, noticing that the chain on her ankle had twisted itself around her leg and smiling lightly at that, thinking perhaps next time he would have to come up with something more creative for their next bout of animal passion, influenced or not. Finally, his eyes returned to hers, and he spoke once again, another question popping into his head.

"Tell me, what is it that truly gets your blood boiling, it may serve well for... next time." He thought it was a lovely chance to ask this while she was still in a state of cooperation, anything he could use against her, would be helpful in the days, the weeks even perhaps, to come.
 
She thought for a moment at his first question. She couldn't deny that what had just happened was completely mindblowing, but she didn't feel like herself. Her breathing became regular as she thought, his hand still tracing along her body. "Yes, I do..." she said slowly, her speech just the slightest bit slurred, "but I don't feel like myself," she said firmly, blinking her eyes a couple of times. She could feel the fog on her brain slowly lifting.

She thought about his second question, going back to what had just transpired. "I...I really like it when you...bite me," she admitted, and despite the drugs she flushed a little bit. Admitting such a thing out loud was weird to her, even under the spell of the drink.

She blinked her eyes a few more times and shook her head a little, the fog continuing to lift. She was starting to get a bit of a headache.
 
Seeing her growing confusion, he decided not to press it more then that, having gotten what he needed and far more. Sitting up, he turned from the bed and walked the short distance to the table where he had placed the drinks and the aroma. Checking them to make sure they were in the right place, he moved so that he was blocking her view of them, and then quickly, with a practiced motion, switched them with two hidden under the lip of the table. Picking one of the new ones up, identical to the old, and chuckled, waiting for her to fully exit the drug induced state.

Now, he thought, would be t he perfect time, and if he could word it right, this would go a long way to breaking her spirit. "And how are we feeling?" He asked, turning about as he said it, a smirk upon his face and the bottle folded in his hands. Pacing the room, he watched her with interest, knowing he would love her reaction as she realized what had just happened.
 
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