My Plaything [Ebony x Alvis Alendran]

[Ebony]

Sakita lay in the comfort of her hut, the breeze from her open door playing with the skins that loosely covered her body. She was fast asleep, dead to the world, her large breasts rising with every slow breath.
Being the cheif's daughter, she was entitled to one of the largest huts in her tribe. She often complained in a flirting tone to the men that it was much too big for one. That was how she lured them into her bed. Promising them pleasure beyond their wildest dreams. And she delievered.
Tonight though, she had no men sharing her company. Instead, she had fallen asleep with the rest of the tribe. Oblivious to what was to come.

 

[Alvis Alendran]

Cain, known to his people as Wolfeye, picked out the locations of the huts in the village. Cain was a blooded warrior, and hunter for his people, and had earned the honour of mounting a raid against them. Any plunder he took was his to keep, not having to share it out. This was why he went in alone. He crept along the ground, keeping low, blending in well with the tall grasses. The village seemed to be asleep, and had few people on watch. ANd why would they? Things had been quiet with their neighbours for months. But Cain knew all that was to change this night. He drew out his flint knife, and carefully slit the hide wall of a hut, peering in. His breath caught at the sight. A woman! And not one that was completely unknown to him either. The chieftains daughter! This was a prize he hadn't thought he'd see. He lengthened the cut, and pulled out his secondary tool. It was a large tube of hide, filled with sand. While able to knock a person senseless, it didn't leave permanent damage. His steps were light, and he swung a blow at her head. The shot would likely only stun her for a short time, but he planned to be well away by then.

Sakita over his shoulder, he ran through the woods, smiling tightly to himself. Her stirrings told him she'd be awake before they made it back to his hut, so he slung her to the ground, and stepped back, crouching, his bludgeon held firmly. It would be easier to subdue her with both his hands free.

 

[Ebony]

Stars exploded behind Sakita's eyes, and she went limp. She didn't know how much time had passed before she felt her senses returning. Her eyelids fluttered and her nerves spasmed as her body came back to life. Her breathing was rapid as her fingertips became acusstomed to the ground below her. Dirt? Her disconnected thoughts flooded her head. Why am I lying on dirt? She thought to herself before turning to see the man in front of her.

 

[Alvis Alendran]

She was a prize, that much was sure. Cain grinned wolfishly as he saw her make eye contact. Cain was not a hulking man, few hunters worthy of the name were, but he was taller than most, with a lean, whipcord build that was knotted with well honed muscle. Thick dark hair was crudely hacked off just below his ears. But hose eyes...they glittered in the low light, golden and cold, the source of his namesake. He weighed his options out. They were fairly far away from her village. Any help would be long in coming, but he wasn't sure if he wan't to risk trying anything this close to them. His eyes tracked across her body. A lot of very compelling reasons came to mind why he might risk it. He grunted, and lunged forward, grabbing a fistful of hair, and hauling her to her feet, pushing her along in front of him. He'd want ehr awake when they reached his hut.

 

[Ebony]

Sakita didn't scream. Instead, she turned and kicked at his knee. It wasn't very hard, but she was shaking with fear. "Let me go." She warned in a deep voice, trying not to let her fear show. Her head was aching from where he had pulled at her long black hair. Her body was bruised from being thrown on the ground.

 

[Alvis Alendran]

The kick landed on his leg. Cain silently cursed himself for not catching ehr movement. When the pain didn't bloom, he smirked. He saw her shaking, and heard her 'warn' him. He let go of her hair, spinning her around to face him.
"Done." He said simply, before whipping his hand around to clout her in the side of the head. It was an open handed blow, aiming more to disorient and cause pain than really do damage. He grabbed the back of her neck after the blow, and shoved her along, keeping her partly crouched. He could see the faint trails of smoke rising from the village he called home. He was glad, and not for the first time, that as a hunter his hut was on the edge of the village. It wouldn't do to advertise his new prize to everyone just yet.

 

[Ebony]

Sakita cried out in pain, and felt herself being pushed forward. She couldn't fight, the disorientating cloud in her head wouldn't pass. Stumbling, she could only just manage to hold herself upright. Her blonde-brown hair hung around her face, hiding the forming bruises.

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(Sorry, in third to last post I said she had black hair, she is supposed to have blonde-brown hair.)

 

[Alvis Alendran]

Cain shoved her forward, growling under his breath. The kick hadn't been enough to really hurt him, but it stung his pride. He'd take it out on her shortly. His scowl melted into a cold smile. He saw his hut come into view, and bodily tossed the woman into it. He paused to sweep the door covering shut, and grinned down at her. It was time to go to work.

He pulled a few leather loops that he usually used to secure small animals to his belt up, and swept them across one of the posts in the hut. He shoved the woman down, and fastened her wrists to the post with the leather, cinching them tight. With a grunt of effort, he seized the furs around her chest, and tore them free.