Anna’s rage started to subside as the Dhani dragged herself across the floor, her arrogant smirk returning as the beaten and battered woman moved to carry out her orders. That was exactly where Anna felt Aka belonged, at her feet crawling on the floor for daring to try and attack her mistress. She begged so pitifully and it was that fact that brought Anna’s notice to her ravaged back, noting the bloody streaks ripping across her flesh. She actually saw the damage as though it were for the first time, a slight pang of frustration and regret shooting through her heart. She had gone a little over the edge, likely if she didn’t arrange for those wounds to be bandaged and cleaned Aka might be crippled.
The Sorceress opted to push just a bit further, not much, just a little more humiliation to drive home exact how much in her power the Dhani was. The dark haired woman lifted her foot and pressed down on the Vipers head firmly, intending on pinning her to the cold stone floor. It was a statement as much of an action, that Aka was under her heel and would stay there as long as Anna desired. It was more for humiliation’s sake than anything else, intended to aid in crushing her spirit.
“Hear me now slave, this right here is where you belong, under my heel. You are a possession, as much as one as my bed or my ring. I own you; I decide if you writhe in pleasure or scream in pain, I am the one who controls your destiny, I am your goddess now. You are not a queen of anything anymore; you are just a tiny, insignificant, toy that I can use as I see fit. I care for my possessions though, so your life with me can be one of pleasure and bliss where you need never want for luxury, or pain and torment where you will endure far worse things than lashes. I suggest you decide which you prefer quickly, slave.” Anna said, grinding her heel slightly into the Viper’s head before removing it.
The Sorceress moved away from the fallen slave at that point, remembering the explosion that had rocked the Elements Sanctum not chimes ago. In her rage she had forgotten it, so the woman looked towards the entrance and opted to check and see what had caused it. Besides, she needed to arrange for one of her slaves to wash Aka’s wounds and bind them before infection would set it. The last thing she needed was the Dhani expiring after a simple beating.
“I’ll return to take you to my bed in a few chimes, for now you are going to lay there and consider just what you prefer here. You are not going anywhere Aka, you are mine and you will stay mine and nothing will change that.” The Sorceress stated, padding off towards the entrance with that.
A quick res generation and transmutation later and Anna was standing in the Element Sanctum proper, viewing a very grisly scene. Scorch marks marred the stone of the Sanctum, the corpses of more than one Apprentice lying in the midst of it. Those still alive had backed away from the scene and apparently the woman who had caused it. The blonde haired Master Apprentice, Silvia, smirked as she viewed the devastation caused by powerful Pyromancy. That smirk vanished when she noted an angry mistress glaring at her.
“Mistress Marin, I certainly hope I didn’t disturb you.” The woman said, her tone carefully neutral though a spark of madness flickered in her eyes.
Anna strode past the lesser apprentices and moved to loom over the shorter blonde, grey eyes narrowing to slits. She still held a whip coiled in her hand, and it certainly looked like she was more than ready to start flogging someone. Really, Silvia’s little explosion had probably saved her life, so Anna couldn’t be overly angry with her. However, discipline needed to exist in the Sanctum in some degree, so that was what prompted the Mistress of the Elements Sanctum to harshly backhand the Master Apprentice.
The slap of flesh meeting flesh echoed though the cavern, and Silvia bore a look of shock but the dark haired woman ignored that and fixed her eyes upon a Nuit wearing the barely decayed flesh of a young girl. The Apprentice flinched under the Mistress’ grey eyes, but Anna did not commit violence upon her but rather gave an order.
“Go and find my medic-slave, she’s the red head in the slave pen. Give her the supplies she uses and bring her to my private quarters, my pleasure slave is in need of tending to.” The woman commanded.
The Nuit bowed and immediately set to the task, Anna meanwhile turned her attention back to the Master Apprentice. The blonde had recovered somewhat and stared up at her Mistress with some mad defiance in her blue eyes. Anna had always liked her spirit, but she knew that at the moment she needed to make an example.
“You have lost control again I see, Silvia. This is the reason you failed your last Wizard Examination you fool, your inability to control yourself. I took you under my wing and have brought you far, and your utter lack of restraint is how you repay that debt to me?” Anna inquired.
“Mistress, it was their own fault. They were weak, didn’t you say that you disliked weakness in your Sanctum? Don’t you see? I was doing this for you…” The woman said, attempting to lean into the Mistress, who would have none of that as she halted her with a raised hand.
“Enough, Silvia. I’m docking your food rations for a weak and assigning you to the care of the slave pen until you show enough self-control to be trusted with live spars and instruction.” She said, slicing a hand before her to halt any protests brewing in the Master Apprentice’s mind.
At that moment the Nuit returned from her task, leading a red haired girl that was carrying a wash basin and some bandages as she by now knew the drill of Anna’s habits. The Sorceress waved a hand in errant dismissal for the crowd, which dispersed easily enough into their squads. The tall dark haired woman entered into her private quarters to find the slave already at work on Aka. She simply sighed to herself and entered her wardrobe.
By the time she would exit, having taken her time to change into something more fitting for a bit of rest, namely her purple nightrobe, the slave had already finished cleaning the Vipers wounds and would start to wordlessly bandage her up. Once she was finished with her task, Anna would dismiss both Apprentice and slave from her quarters. She replaced the stone door at the entrance and then silently would pad over to Aka.
“Now, tell me, slave. Are you in a better state of mind to do your duties? Or do we need to dirty those nice clean bandages?” The Sorceress would say, tapping her whip idly.
The Sorceress opted to push just a bit further, not much, just a little more humiliation to drive home exact how much in her power the Dhani was. The dark haired woman lifted her foot and pressed down on the Vipers head firmly, intending on pinning her to the cold stone floor. It was a statement as much of an action, that Aka was under her heel and would stay there as long as Anna desired. It was more for humiliation’s sake than anything else, intended to aid in crushing her spirit.
“Hear me now slave, this right here is where you belong, under my heel. You are a possession, as much as one as my bed or my ring. I own you; I decide if you writhe in pleasure or scream in pain, I am the one who controls your destiny, I am your goddess now. You are not a queen of anything anymore; you are just a tiny, insignificant, toy that I can use as I see fit. I care for my possessions though, so your life with me can be one of pleasure and bliss where you need never want for luxury, or pain and torment where you will endure far worse things than lashes. I suggest you decide which you prefer quickly, slave.” Anna said, grinding her heel slightly into the Viper’s head before removing it.
The Sorceress moved away from the fallen slave at that point, remembering the explosion that had rocked the Elements Sanctum not chimes ago. In her rage she had forgotten it, so the woman looked towards the entrance and opted to check and see what had caused it. Besides, she needed to arrange for one of her slaves to wash Aka’s wounds and bind them before infection would set it. The last thing she needed was the Dhani expiring after a simple beating.
“I’ll return to take you to my bed in a few chimes, for now you are going to lay there and consider just what you prefer here. You are not going anywhere Aka, you are mine and you will stay mine and nothing will change that.” The Sorceress stated, padding off towards the entrance with that.
A quick res generation and transmutation later and Anna was standing in the Element Sanctum proper, viewing a very grisly scene. Scorch marks marred the stone of the Sanctum, the corpses of more than one Apprentice lying in the midst of it. Those still alive had backed away from the scene and apparently the woman who had caused it. The blonde haired Master Apprentice, Silvia, smirked as she viewed the devastation caused by powerful Pyromancy. That smirk vanished when she noted an angry mistress glaring at her.
“Mistress Marin, I certainly hope I didn’t disturb you.” The woman said, her tone carefully neutral though a spark of madness flickered in her eyes.
Anna strode past the lesser apprentices and moved to loom over the shorter blonde, grey eyes narrowing to slits. She still held a whip coiled in her hand, and it certainly looked like she was more than ready to start flogging someone. Really, Silvia’s little explosion had probably saved her life, so Anna couldn’t be overly angry with her. However, discipline needed to exist in the Sanctum in some degree, so that was what prompted the Mistress of the Elements Sanctum to harshly backhand the Master Apprentice.
The slap of flesh meeting flesh echoed though the cavern, and Silvia bore a look of shock but the dark haired woman ignored that and fixed her eyes upon a Nuit wearing the barely decayed flesh of a young girl. The Apprentice flinched under the Mistress’ grey eyes, but Anna did not commit violence upon her but rather gave an order.
“Go and find my medic-slave, she’s the red head in the slave pen. Give her the supplies she uses and bring her to my private quarters, my pleasure slave is in need of tending to.” The woman commanded.
The Nuit bowed and immediately set to the task, Anna meanwhile turned her attention back to the Master Apprentice. The blonde had recovered somewhat and stared up at her Mistress with some mad defiance in her blue eyes. Anna had always liked her spirit, but she knew that at the moment she needed to make an example.
“You have lost control again I see, Silvia. This is the reason you failed your last Wizard Examination you fool, your inability to control yourself. I took you under my wing and have brought you far, and your utter lack of restraint is how you repay that debt to me?” Anna inquired.
“Mistress, it was their own fault. They were weak, didn’t you say that you disliked weakness in your Sanctum? Don’t you see? I was doing this for you…” The woman said, attempting to lean into the Mistress, who would have none of that as she halted her with a raised hand.
“Enough, Silvia. I’m docking your food rations for a weak and assigning you to the care of the slave pen until you show enough self-control to be trusted with live spars and instruction.” She said, slicing a hand before her to halt any protests brewing in the Master Apprentice’s mind.
At that moment the Nuit returned from her task, leading a red haired girl that was carrying a wash basin and some bandages as she by now knew the drill of Anna’s habits. The Sorceress waved a hand in errant dismissal for the crowd, which dispersed easily enough into their squads. The tall dark haired woman entered into her private quarters to find the slave already at work on Aka. She simply sighed to herself and entered her wardrobe.
By the time she would exit, having taken her time to change into something more fitting for a bit of rest, namely her purple nightrobe, the slave had already finished cleaning the Vipers wounds and would start to wordlessly bandage her up. Once she was finished with her task, Anna would dismiss both Apprentice and slave from her quarters. She replaced the stone door at the entrance and then silently would pad over to Aka.
“Now, tell me, slave. Are you in a better state of mind to do your duties? Or do we need to dirty those nice clean bandages?” The Sorceress would say, tapping her whip idly.