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She Thought Wrong (P) [Ladydark/Half-Demon]

Yes, it was humiliating to drink from a bottle, but in her exhausted, thirsty state, she didn't complain. When he stopped her from finishing her drink, she almost complained, but she had enough pride to stop herself from that. When he 'apologized', she didn't look at him, rather she looked away. It was a rather childish thing to do, but she was still upset with him and so she did her best to ignore him.
 
"I bet you'd like a nice hot bath..." He moves her hair behind her ear and stands, taking her with him and heading to the door. "I'm going to be helping you... But I'll be in my boxers..." He takes her down the hall to a large bathroom, the tub was already filled with hot water and bubbles, there were sweet candles lit. "Just relax a moment..." He sits her on the toilet, on top of a warm fluffy towel. He steps back and starts to remove his clothes, leaving his boxers on as promised. He then lifts her again and helps them into the tub slowly.
 
It was strange to be carried, but in a way she was grateful for it. She was unsure if her legs could support her after her torments over the past twenty four hours. She promised herself that she wouldn't fight, so long as he kept his promise and didn't try to force her to climax again. She just wanted the bath, to relax, and to actually sleep. Honestly cloths would be nice, but one thing at a time. A soft, grateful moan left her as he helped her into the much needed warm bath.
 
He smiles and sits, letting her sit between his legs, facing away from him. "I thought you might like this..." While she's enjoying the warm water, he lathers up a wash cloth and starts to wash her arms, neck and back, also giving her a back massage at the same time. "After this I'll make you some lunch... What would you like to eat..." He was currently massaging her neck and shoulders after rincing we off.
 
As he pampered her, soft moans would slip free. Natalia was almost ready to forgive him. Almost. He slowly worked out the knots in her neck and back that she had accumulated while there, and she was actually able to relax. Then he brought up food. She hadn't eaten since breakfast the morning before her capture. Honestly anything sounded good. "Anything... Anything with fruit..." She answered softly. This treatment almost made her forget she was a prisoner.
 
"Alright..." Once done with her back he helps her sit on a small ledge just out of the water and starts on her legs, handing her a cloth so she can wash her own chest and stomach, he also massages her legs and gives her a very good foot massage. "How about raspberry crapes with a fresh mixed fruit filling... And a berry/banana yogurt smoothie..." He glances up at her as she cleans herself, she was still a little sensitive, and he noticed her slight shiver as she washed her breasts and between her thighs.
 
Natalia hated how her body reacted to her simply cleaning herself. She did her best to keep from showing it though. As he talked about what food he would make, her stomach answered for her, growling loudly. She blushed in embarrassment and looked down.
 
He gently lifts her back into the warm water "Don't worry about it..." He kisses her cheek and continues with his back massage, feeling her relax even more. "I'll make you plenty..." He continues to massage and caress her softly until the water starts to cool, she was resting lightly against his chest "Come on Sweety... Let's get you to bed... You can rest while I cook..." He stands and carries her from the tub, setting her on the towel again and wrapping her in it, it was large and very soft, he helps her dry off. Leaving her to rest on the toilet while he dried and changed clothes, she was falling asleep on him, the massage having relaxed her like he wanted. "Come on..." He lifts her again, with towel, and returns her to her room, he lays her on the bed and leaves her wrapped in the towel, "I'll wake you for food..." He kisses her cheek and leaves the room, locking the door, he had 'accidentally' left a small vibrator under her pillow.
 
The large, soft, fluffy towel was nice. It reminded her of her childhood when her mother was still alive. She'd always wrap her up in large towels, fresh from the drier after her baths. It was strange to associate such a memory with her predicament, but she felt just as helpless as she had as a child. She found herself falling asleep against him as he picked her up and carried back to the room he left her in the previous night. Panic slowly began to rise, but when he simply set her down and allowed her to keep the towel, she relaxed again. She was confused about his shows of affection, but sleep was far too much of a need. As he left, she closed her eyes and was fast asleep.
 
He worked on the food slowly to allow her time to sleep, he was also adding extra to her food, now that her body was used to the aphrodisiac potion, she could easily have it again. It had no taste so he added it to her food and drink, including the drink she had this morning, he hoped to make her think it was him she was aroused by. Once the food was finished, he plates it up and carries it to her room, opening the door and closing it behind him, he sets the tray down and lets the smell wake her.
 
It took a few moments, but the smell lulled her out of her much needed sleep. Her sleepy red eyes glanced around and fixed on the plate of food. She slowly sat up, though she kept the towel wrapped around her to preserve some form of modesty.
 
He smiles at her "Sleep well?" He makes a plate for her, "Syrup, whipped cream or honey?" He hands her her drink as he readies her food. Once she chose he added it and set the plate before her, eating from his already made up plate, only his wasn't drugged.
 
Natalia nodded a little as she told him honey. She took the drink that he made for her, and though she was cautious, she noticed him eating the same thing. She slowly drained the drink and ate her food.
 
He smiles as he eats with her "Would you like any more? Or would you like to sleep some more..." He gathers the empty dishes and moves to stand. "I can sit with you, or leave you alone..." The vibrator was still hidden under her pillow, her having not found it yet.
 
"May I rest some more..?" She asked quietly. She felt strange asking for permission, but she had a full stomach and simply wanted to rest for a bit.
 
"You may... I'll return later with some dinner... Any requests..." He picks up his things and leaves the room once she told him her choice, he went to the kitchen to clean the dishes and put the rest of her special food away. He would glance at his watch every now and then to check the time, her drink from this morning was only a light dose, enough to make her tingle while she was with him in the bath. Lunch's dose was the big one, she felt warm and comfortable while with him in the bath, now hot and bothered that he's left her alone.
 
Natalia had no requests for dinner, and after she was left alone, she couldn't sleep like she wanted. Her body was warm, like the previous day, only she didn't have the stimulation. She hated how her body was reacting, and tired, frustrated tears began to fall. She didn't want to feel like this, she just wanted to go home and sleep.
 
He smirks as he reads her thoughts and gives her a little push to feel under her pillow, what she did with what she found, would be up to her. He finishes cleaning up and gets started on dinner, roast chicken and pasta.
 
Slightly growling in frustration, she moved her pillow with the intent to throw it, but paused when she saw the device. Part of her wanted to just relieve her needy feelings with it, but her pride got in the way. She didn't want to fall that far. She didn't want to use it. She didn't want to be called a slut or a whore. That thought seemed to bother her more than her primal needs. She held the pillow close and buried her head into it as she cried silently.
 
He shakes his head slight "She doesn't listen..." He silently reminds her that he would never call her those things, he would never leave her. Then when he felt her starting to crack slightly from trying to ignore it, he gave the second push, /you want to use it... You want to take care of your own pleasure../ he wanted her to think it was her idea, that it would make him mad.
 
The mental battle continued for her. Yes, she wanted to use it, and yes, she knew he wouldn't call her such things, but at the moment she didn't want herself to feel like either. She didn't want her self image to change, and that was the most difficult part of the mental battle.
 
After a while he made her think of what everyone else thinks of her, boyfriend, friends, all turning their backs and calling her a slut. Her boyfriend will a new girl, telling her he didn't want someone's leftovers.
 
Those thoughts seemed to crush her even more. Her soft crying grew to soft sobs, and she trembled as she gripped the pillow tighter. She wanted her life to be normal again.
 
He waited until she was at the height of her misery before making her think of herself happy, with him, him doting on her and pleasing her when ever she wanted, he made her think of how things would be if she gave in. She would be happy and loved for the rest of her days.
 
Natalia curled up in a ball as she continued to cry quietly. Part of her wanted to believe that it could be true, but the other part of her reminded her of the night before, how he left her like that, tormenting her. More than anything, she was confused.
 
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