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Merging Gift (thend krieg x Fierce)

He sighed deeply tossing the rag on the table, just in case he needed it again and placed a trash bin under her hand to collect the blood. She should not loose too much, but she would certainly be weak when he finished with this. He went to the bathroom and grabbed some bandages setting them on the table and went to cutting her nails quickly but carefully one by one. once he finished the first hand he carefully wrapped her fingers and hand to secure the bandage in place. He took the rag and held it over her face for a few more seconds just to ensure she was out before repeating the process on her other hand.

Once he finished wrapping he released the bind n her hand and carried her over to the bed. He took the chain on the headboard and attached it to her collar and locked it in place with a small lock and checked to make sure the lock on the back of her collar was secure, in case he was not there when he awoke. he gathered the nail clippings and bagged them and cleaned up the mess before leaving the room and locking it as one final precaution, though the chain would only allow her to get about a foot away from the bed.
 
She was running, running hard and fast. The wind was whipping her face and legs as she saw trees fly past her. There was laughter and she looked next to her to see her brother smiling happily at him. They were running, together. A smile appeared on her face for the briefest moment but it all faded as her brother yelled and fell to the ground. Ana stopped in her tracks and ran back to him. He was bleeding, bleeding badly. There was nothing she could do, a bullet had pierced his heart!

Ana yelled out in pain as her eyes opened. The tears flowed freely from her eyes. It was just a horrible nightmare, right? Her whole body ached, it ached all over and she stared down at her bandaged hands. Seeing the sight of a bloodied bandage only caused her crying to become sobbing. How could he have done this to her?! She...she hadn't done anything! Slowly, she rolled herself onto her side and then sat up, looking around. Ana found that she was chained to the bed and frowned. Standing, she edged her way towards the door but didn't get very far. The female made her way back to the bed and put her feet up on the support and leaned back as far as she could, gripped the chain in her hands. Pain flooded through her entire core and she whimpered, slumping down on the ground in defeat.
 
He was not sure how she would react to her treatment, though he was sure she would be angry with him. However, this was expected of a fresh slave. The worst part, at least pain wise was over for now. From here out, so long as she obeyed, she would feel no pain. He checked on her about every ten minutes until she awoke. When he noticed she had finally risen he entered the room quietly walking over to the bed and taking a seat on the bed next to her. He reached out gently caressing a cheek, "Don't worry, the worst part is over. that is if you obey me." He smiled as he scooted closer his hand trailing down over her shoulder down her arm and gripped her wrist gently lifting her hand towards him, "Hold still I need to see that the bleeding has stopped." He gently unwrapped the hand closely looking at each finger to see the bleeding has stopped.
 
He reached out to touch her and she scrambled to get away but he grabbed her wrist before she could. The young female struggled against him, petrified that he would hurt her again. She didn't believe him, didn't believe that he wouldn't hurt her, not after what he'd just done to her. "Non non non!" She yelled out, struggling against him as best she could. Ana's hand trembled in his own as he had to apply pressure to her wrist to keep her from moving away. The young female's eyes stared at him, at his every movement, ready to lash out at him if he tried anything. Her whole body was alert now as he stared at her fingers.
 
His touch was gentle now as he raised each finger to see that a scab had formed clotting the blood. His grip tightened on her wrist each time she tried to pull away from him. When he got annoyed he gently tugged her wrist forcing her close, "If you keep struggling I will hurt you now hold still." After he was satisfied that the bleeding had stopped he released her hand taking the other wrist and checking each individual finger as well, "the bleeding has stopped and those scabs should heal up in about a week and you will be good as new." He released her wrist gently letting her take it back, "I will give you something for the pain if it is still bothersome."
 
Her whole body was tense as she watched him carefully, warily. When he released her, she made sure to scramble as far from him as she could, staring at him wide eyed. She didn't understand what he was saying about pain, her ancestral language not what it used to be as a child. Ana looked down at her scabbed nails and frowned heavily. She didn't understand why. Why he had cut her the way he had. Why he had stolen her from her home. Why, why why. Her eyes stared at him for a moment before she made her way to the other side of the bed, so that she wouldn't have to look at him, and crawled under. It was an easy task for her, being as thin and small as she was, but she doubted he could get under.
 
He frowned as she started to crawl away from him. Either she did not understand him or still did not trust him, either way there would be no hiding from him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the controller to the collar and again gave her a half shock. "Get back up on this bed." He waited for a few moments before grabbing the chain and giving it a gentle tug to show her what he wanted in case she truly could not understand him. He realized he had lied to her and was about to probably do something even worse to her. However that didn't matter to him.
 
She didn't want to be anywhere near him right now and when he gave her a shock, she squealed, whimpering and trembling slightly. His tugging had no effect as she pulled against him. He would shock her multiple times before she finally came on and climbed up onto the bed, sitting on the pillows, as far from him as she possible could. He had lied, lied to her, lied. He had said he wouldn't hurt her anymore, but he lied. She was in a W sit, her hands between her legs, supporting her just slightly. Ana's head hung, her body trembling, tears falling onto the bed. He was going to hurt her again, she could tell.
 
He grabbed her hand, quickly pulling her to him so that now she sat in his lap. Before she could pull away he wrapped one arm around her wait and the other turned her to look at him, "When I say come here that means come closer to me, understood." He gently tapped her cheek with the palm of his hand, not to actually hurt her just to remind her that he was in charge of her, mind and body.
 
"Nyah!" She squealed when he suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his lap. Her eyes stared at him wildly, hatred and fear filling them. Ana's hands quickly went to his chest, pushing away from him, struggling lightly. She didn't want to be anywhere near him. Her ears were flattened against her head and her tail whipping about her. "Pleease, don hurt me..." She was afraid of what he would do to her now that he had her so close.
 
HE held her firmly as he small attempts to escape his grasp did little more than irritate him, "Relax, I will make you a deal. You promise to obey me and I will be as gentle as possible with you from now on." As she kept struggling his hand on her cheek grabbed her wrists pinning them in her lap as his other held her firmly in his lap. "But that means doing what I tell you to do when I tell you to do it, no questions asked." He pulled her a little closer so that his nose was nearly touching hers and his chest pressed to hers, "Do we have a deal?"
 
She was trembling in his arms, she wasn't used to being this close to a stranger. Ana didn't understand why someone would do this to another person. She didn't understand how someone could be so cruel as to tie her up and then cut her like he had. Her eyes stared wildly at him, wanting so badly to get away, get away from him, from here, from everything he had done to her. She was trapped, pinned against him, their chests touching. His face was so close and she bit her bottom lip, fangs slightly protruding as she gave him the tiniest of nods.
 
He smiled with the slight nod of her head, "You don't seem to confident. I need to be sure you will obey me." He leaned forward now his lips nearly touching her lips. They were so close she would feel the heat from his breath on her lips. "Are you going to obey me." Before she could answer his lips gently pressed to hers kissing her softly and slowly. He borke the kiss after a moment to gauge her reaction to his invasion.
 
She simply stared at him, looking like a frightened kitten in his arms. He was so close, too close. The only people that had ever gotten this close to her had been her family....specifically her soon to be fiance. Ana tensed as he came closer, their lips almost touching. Seconds later, she could feel the softness of lips on her own and her eyes widened. As soon as he broke away, she brought her hands to her mouth, covering it. No one had ever kissed her on the lips. Her first kiss, stolen from her by a total stranger. And to top it off, this stranger had stolen her from her home and hurt her, hurt her and made her bleed. Ana lowered her head, hands still cupped over her mouth, tears beginning to form at the corners of her eyes. It was sinking it, it was finally sinking in that she would never see her family again...ever.
 
When she bowed her head and began to cry he gently began to pet her head. It had finally hit her, the place where she would spend the rest of her life. he pulled her a little closer and laid her head on his shoulder as he gently pet her head, his fingers tracing small designs on her ears as they passed. "Come now, its not so bad. You will live a very comfortable life here. I can give you near anything you desire." He smiled as he continued to gently pet her as an owner would a family pet. He was acting as if she had been here his entire life. Then again he was used to having pets all his life and training them.
 
Her tears fell in big heavy globs as he pulled her closer to his body. The smaller frame of the female fit in almost perfectly to his larger body as she laid her head on his shoulder. The fact that he was petting her as if she was some pet was only make her more upset. How could this happen? How could someone just snatch everything away in the blink of an eye. She wasn't used to treatment like this. She wasn't used to being abused the way he had. Her ears flattened against her head, her body beginning to tremble again in her sorrow. Or maybe it wasn't trembling? Her forehead was starting to feel warm, if he could feel it against his shoulder. Actually, her whole body was warmer than it had been an hour ago. Ana didn't feel well, she could feel the sweat beginning to lightly form on her forehead and her vision was becoming blurred as she stared, through her tears, at the wall in front of her.
 
As he softly petted her head he felt her body begin to heat up. the fact that he could not only feel it through his clothes but that he could visibly see sweat dripping slowly down her body puzzled him. He lifted his hand pressing it gently to her forehead. She may have a lowered immune system because of all the stress. He had just fed her so that was not the problem. "You probably need some rest." With little effort he lifted her and stood turning back around and laying her on the bed next to him. His hand compassionately ran along her cheeks, "Do you want something to drink?"
 
She didn't feel good. Ana felt like a feather in his arms when he picked her up so easily. She didn't look him in the eye, simply bringing her knees up to her chest to hug them there. The female slightly leaned into his hand, but only because she was scared and wanted the comforting feeling. Her ears were flat against her head in submission. She gave him a soft nod, her mouth feeling dry all of a sudden. Ana slowly closed her eyes as she drifted off into sleep.
 
He smiled as he left the room returning a few minutes later with a glass of water. He reached a hand under her shoulders and lifted her, cradling her head in his shoulder. "Her drink up." He lifted the cup slowly letting a little water dribble into her mouth so she could feel the coldness, he didn't want her to choke. When she did he let the water slowly pour into her mouth.
 
She felt herself touched and lifted off the softness of the bed. Ana could feel the arms of another around her and slightly nuzzled into the warmth, shivering because she was so cold. As she felt the cold water reach her lips, she slightly opened her eyes and stared at the glass, eyes unfocused before she closed her eyes again and opened her mouth to drink. The young female drank the whole glass before she collapsed against his body. Had she not been shivering and her chest moving with every breath she took, she would have looked dead. The color was drained from her face as she laid in his arms, exhausted.

Sometime during the night, she got worse, her clothes became drenched with sweat, she began crying out thing in french, names perhaps? It didn't look like she was going to make it another day. Around noon the next day, she was showing signs of recovery and by 3 PM, she was better, the color having returned to her face and she was no longer sweating. Still, she slept.
 
When she nuzzled against him he pulled her closer trying to warm her. when she finished the water he set the glass to the dresser and pulled the blanket over her trying to warm her. As the night progressed he began to worry. He had never seen anyone react like this. He decided if she was not better by tonight he would start making phone calls. however as she began to show signs of recover at noon his worry lessened. He checked the chain that attached her to the headboard and when he was certain it was securely locked he left and headed to work to check on the company.

It was about 7 PM when he returned and he carried a small plate of salmon up to the girls room. His chef had done a good job tonight. He had already eaten his portion and was going to start the new slaves training. As he entered the room he moved to the bed gently placing the food on the bedside table along with a large glass of water.
 
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