Chapter 2 - Realization
The clicking continued as she felt both her hands become free, the release giving her enough strength to jerk away from the stranger. Turning to face him on all fours, the female attempted to back away even further but was cut short at the length of the new device attached to her neck. Her gaze followed the metal links to the base of the males waist as she watched him with cold eyes as he stood up before her, a slight new fear began to build in her as she realized his size.
Standing at full height he seemed about six feet and four inches, his sturdy frame was suddenly very prominent as he loomed over her, a shadow from the fireplace was cast over her nude body. The girl was slightly frightened as she grabbed at the plaid blanket beside her and wrapped it around her lithe body, the only form of protection in which she could confide in. She looked up at him with big eyes wondering what his next move was, but she couldn't help but take note of the quick smirk that formed across his faded coral colored lips.
She figured he could be sensing her stress and it seemed he took amusement from it, which became very evident as soon as he tugged upon her chain, playfully, she could tell from his expression. However, she did not find this situation at all funny as she harshly grabbed hold of the chain and pulled right back with much more noticeable strength than he had begun with. Snickering she watched as he stumbled forward in surprise at her power.
"Noya virke." She spat towards him with her nose wrinkled in annoyance.
"Fuck you?" He questioned with a deep laugh, his voice rich as he raised an eyebrow to the feisty female crouched below him. "You're getting ahead of yourself little kirita."
Kitten? He understood me?
He held out a hand to her, but she was too perplexed to make a move. A moment passed before the male shrugged and quickly reached his hands down to pick up the blanketed girl off the floor, grasping her under her arms before tossing her over his left shoulder. The female yelped and squirmed at the sudden physical embrace and he took this moment of indifference to give the girl a smack across her bare bottom, leaving a large red hand print and getting her to stop moving in rebellion. She growled and reached her hands down to take hold of his jeans and yank up sharply, causing him to gasp and stumble forwards before catching his breath.
No later than a second his hand was back up to spank at her exposed ass, causing her to shriek out in pain as tears welled in her eyes. She retreated her hands away from the trim of his trousers and soon his hand stopped giving her grief as well. Huffing and whimpering the girl complained to his left ear in defiance at this harsh punishment. She couldn't help but widen her eyes as she felt his hand come in contact with her butt once again, but this time it was a soft rubbing and she couldn't complain.
Wrapping her up in the plaid blanket he held her tightly against his black shirt. She could feel the muscle along his chest and across the top of his back as the girl put her arms around his neck for support. Gazing to the large ram ears that adorned his head she swallowed sharply unable to control the fear of not knowing. Not understanding. This situation she was in felt very new; doubts, distress, and dread all circled through her thoughts and emotions but we're all masked by curiosity and will to survive. Large hands held tight to her waist and rear as he began to walk out of the homely living space, the smell of smoke beginning to fade into the rest of the house.
She couldn't help but to think this as all very strange, but she wasn't about to protest agains the male who seemed to be helping her.
