The New Apprentice

Pushing between her legs slowly as he reached up to caress her face with a grin on his as Slade spoke,

“It’s alright to cry…scream…beg…no one will hear you…no one but me.”

Raven sunk back onto the bed, her face was red, her eyes were slightly glazed over. She bit her lip, refusing to break under him. Slade came down hard on Raven as he moved his hands to he back of her legs squeezing them roughly. Raven's body trembled underneath him and she arched her back, feeling intense pain, tears running down her cheeks.

Slade brought her legs up slightly and pressed her thighs onto his waist. He began to rock Raven a little faster; closing his eyes he griped her hand tightly and pushed his body up with his other hand.

“Break, Raven.” He whispered, pounding roughing into her tight heat, anticipating for her to finally realize that he had control.

Slade slowly pulled out of her with a thick pop, watching her liquids pour from her lips running his thick member across her cheeks sliding between them before pushing them back into her mound pounding at her again raking his own fingers down her back now lightly. Raven responded with a high pitched scream that she tried to muffle with her hand. He growled deeply and pulled her hand from her.

He pinned her hand on the bed and pushed harder into her, watching her tears flow freely. He moved Raven forward a little, making her tilt her head to where they connected. Slade created just enough separation between their bodies so she could see his shaft sliding fast in and out of her, her juices dripping off of his cock a little each time he pushed into her, he looked to her and grinned under his mask.

“Your body agrees with mine…”

Raven looked away, sobbing now. He tilted her head again to look at him.

“Make your mind agree…and it won’t hurt as much.” He said, pulling out and slammed violently into her, causing her to scream from the pain.

Raven brought her hands to his arms and whimpered, feeling a little pain disappear. Slade noted her change and grinned.

“You feel it, don’t you Raven?” He asked, pushing deeper and holding himself. “The pain disappearing….pleasure claiming your body….give in to me, Raven…”

“No…” She whispered, watching his eye frown and raise a hand to slap her. Raven cried, feeling the stinging sensation.

He brought his hand to her neck and held it, making her cough. He pumped brutally into her mound before grunting and spilling his seed. His hand shook as he stroked a few more times before he pulled out. Raven’s face was turning a light blue before he let go, making her cough wilding, gasping for air. She rolled over and clutched onto the bed sheet, trying to pull herself away.

Slade got up and wiped himself with her cloak tossing it to the ground afterwards. He looked at her thighs, a smirk forming on his face as he noticed his seed mixed with her juices and blood glittering on her inner thigh.

“I’ll be back, and maybe you’ll be more willing.” He said, tucking himself away and leaving.

Raven waited for the door to click before she started crying loudly, clutching onto the sheet and touching her abused area. She brought her finger tips up and looked at the blood which only made her cry more.

Slade would return, as he said, every two hours and take her. She would struggle each time and receive a beating. She didn’t know how long it went on, days, weeks, months…Eventually when he showed she would automatically spread her legs for him, a sign of his dominance over her.

Raven slept, for the first time in a long while. Slade hadn’t come for her and she was grateful. She was aching below her waist and she was tired. She still held onto the sheet, wanting to pull it over her, but last time he ripped the sheet from her and forced her to engulf his entire length, no matter how much she protested.

Raven’s eyes shot open when she heard the door open. She rolled over onto her back as Slade approached, holding a glass of water. He took a seat on the bed and pulled her into his lap. Forcing her to drink the water. She drank the water as fast as she could before he tore it away from her, putting it on the ground.

Slade ran his hand down her body, making her shiver. He looked down at her lap and them back up. Raven felt his hand grip onto her bruised waist and instantly started grinding against him. He groaned as she rubbed against the fabric blocking his member from her.

Raven looked idly away, staring straight through him as she continued to buck her hips. Slade stopped her and freed himself, his large erection flapping against her. He lifted her up and watched her position him at her entrance and lower herself onto him.

Slade hissed from her tightness, still incredibly tight. She began rocking against him, her arms resting on his shoulders.

“That’s my Raven…” He whispered, leaning over and grabbing the glass, letting her take a sip.

She wanted more but he wouldn’t give it to her, so she increased her pace, moaning softly. He gripped onto her hair and grunted, lifting the glass some more.

Raven reduced her speed as she drank from the glass and once it was taken away she sped up once more. She then leant forwards moving her arms around his back, allowing her chest to brush lightly against his. Slade seemed to have enjoyed that movement and let her finish the glass.

Slade took an ice cube from the glass, setting it back down as she stopped, watching him fearfully. He moved the ice from her navel up her neck and to her lips. Raven shivered and looked at him as he traced the cold substance around her lips.

“Faster Raven.” He commanded.

Raven tore away from the ice and sped up as much as she could. She let out another cry as pleasure washed over her; she let herself drop limply onto his chest, trying to regain her breath. Slade pressed the ice into her lips and grabbed onto her waist, thrusting upwards as hard as he could.

Raven moaned, hiding a whimper as the ice desolved. Her hands ran up his back, feeling his muscles tense. He was close, she knew it. He growled loudly before spilling into her, thrusting twice so hard that she screamed each time.

Slade moved Raven from him and got up, grabbing the glass. He looked down at her, her big violet eyes staring away, still trying to cover her body.

“You’re ready.” He said, walking away, leaving the door open.

Raven wanted to get up and move to the door, run far away, but she couldn’t. She just laid there, tracing the stitching from the blanket. Slade returned and threw her a bundle of clothing.

“Get dressed, your lessons begin today.” He said, moving his arms behind his back.

Raven moved to the edge of the bed and pulled out the outfit he had given her. She slipped it on and stood for him, a little wobbly at first. Slade walked around her, eyeing her like a prized possession.

“Very Good.” He said, walking out of the room, Raven following closely behind.

Slade was the master and she…she had become the apprentice.


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To Check Out Raven’s New Outfit (Not that it’s much different from her old one) Click the link…
http://img110.imageshack.us/img110/9150/newraveda2.jpg
(NOTE: I did not draw/color the picture, I just changed her bindi a little to make it look like a Slade S)