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Wolf Taming pt 42

CW: Noncon - Pain - Abuse - Torture

This particular entry is a bit more violent than most of the other ones so I thought I should give a heads up.

Z

Sonja doubled over my knee, seemingly surprised at what I did. I really couldn't imagine why. I pushed her over and onto the floor as I decided to go check out what items she had laid out on the table nearby.

“What the fuck is your problem?” Sonja yelled as she got back to her feet, glaring at me. “If you want your stupid slave back you better fucking listen to me you worthless bitch!”

I looked over the items available and picked up one of the flip knives. “You’re very stupid, you know that right?”

“Excuse me!” Sonja was livid, her face had gone a deep red.

“I read the stupid contract. The parts that mattered anyway. You cannot maim or kill me. Unsurprisingly those conditions don’t apply the other way around.” I pressed the button on the knife and the blade flipped out to accentuate my words. I watched her look at the knife, then back at me. “Your job is to break people. Targets don’t cooperate right away. I am your target and you were dumb enough to just approach me and asked what I wanted. It’s your job to secure the person you’re breaking.”

I threw the knife at her as hard as I could and heard her scream as the blade sunk into her shoulder. “You are a barrier between me and what I want. If you want to break me you’ll need to get me to submit.” I picked up another knife off the table and turned back to Sonja, watching as she yanked the blade out of her shoulder.

“Oh, you’re going to submit. You’re a washed up has been. I was just trying to be nice to you before I felt sorry for you. I was trying to give you a bit of dignity. But if you want to be humiliated I am more than happy to oblige.”

“Sonja, you might think you’re in charge of this room. That this is your chamber. But it isn’t. I’m not locked up in this room with you right now. This isn’t your special little chamber in the auction house.” I looked at the table one more time and picked up a taser sitting there. I pressed the button and watched the electricity arc between the prongs.

I walked slowly towards her with a smile. “No Sonja. You’re currently in a locked room with me. You decided to stand between me and Sasha. You will understand your mistakes. Unfortunately you aren’t going to get the chance to learn from them.”

I watched Sonja back up to the door and try turning the knob. Subtly at first, but it quickly became desperate. “Someone open the door!”

No one answered her prayers.

I kept walking towards her and she decided to finally take a stand. She held the blade she had pulled from her shoulder in front of her, acting like it was some kind of threat. After I walked a few more feet she lunged at me with the knife.

Everything Sonja did betrayed her. She talked big, but she was obviously very new to all of this. I moved out of the way and tripped her, sending her face first into the ground.

I slipped my foot under her and kicked her over. She tried to reach for the knife so I stomped on her hand. She yelped, pulled it back and looked up at me, I could see the glint of fear in her eye. This was the real Sonja, not the big talker that had entered the room. Little by little I was pulling away the facade.

I decided to just get this over with. I stood over her and sat on on her stomach, listening to her gasp as the air left her. She tried to talk but there was nothing left in her lungs to form words with. She desperately tried to push me off, so I punched her. First with my left hand. Then my right. Then with the left again. She covered her face and I took the opportunity to take the taser and place it against her neck and press the button.

I could feel her convulse under me, my weight the only thing keeping her in place. I gave her a second jolt for good measure before I got off of her. I looked around the room to decide what to do next when I spied a chair sitting off to the side. It would have to do.

I grabbed Sonja’s convulsing body by her hair and started to pull her across the room.She desperately tried to regain control of her limbs to stand back up, but was doing a poor job of it. I pulled her over to a chair, a nicely shaped chair that looked like what you might find in a gynecologist office. Though the ones in the office probably lacked locking straps for the head, legs and feet. I picked her up and dropped her none too gently onto it before strapping her down.

“You’re going to l-let me go or I’m going to make you a bloody smear on the w-wall.” Sonja managed to stammer out, but it was too late for her to save herself. We had reached the point in the process that the victim had no chance of escape.

I ignored her for the time being. If anyone was going to stop me they were taking a while to get here. I began looking through the items in the room to see what all Sonja requested. Mostly torture instruments, not much I typically used. But eventually I found the kinds of things I was looking for.

The first thing I found was a small spray bottle of liquid. I made an assumption about what it was and hung it around my belt loop. I found a powerful vibrator meant to be attached to the edge of the chair. I began to set it up as Sonja suddenly started to struggle more. “Get that thing away from me! If you don’t let me go this instant I will make sure you won’t ever see that stupid slave of yours again!”

After I got the vibrator in place I got up and stood behind her. I whispered into her ear. “Don’t you want to feel good, Sonja? Just let me do my thing and soon you’ll never have to worry about ridiculous things like being a breaker again. You’ll get to be where you truly belong.”

“Someone stop her! This wasn’t part of the deal!” Sonja screamed at the window that Rayne and Flora were likely sitting behind. But no answer came.

“Just say ‘Please Miss Z, make me feel good’ and I won’t inflict any pain on you.” I whispered into her ear again.

“Fuck you! You can’t do this! I’m-” I lifted the bottle off of my belt loop and sprayed it into her mouth as she spoke. There was a small delay before she screamed and began to thrash around. I smiled to myself, glad I was right. It was the same kind of thing I used to use. The contents were made of the Hellfire Kiss pepper.

While her attention was on the horrific burning sensation in her mouth I got to work on her clothes. I found a pair of scissors on the table that were sharp enough to cut through cloth. They sliced through like a knife through butter, interrupted only when I needed to move them because of the chair restraints. I had removed her pants and her shirt before she could concentrate on anything else but her burning tongue.

“O-one m-more ch-chance Z.” She tried again with the tough guy act despite the tears that were streaming down her face. “You s-stop now and I’ll forget all about this.”

“Oh, sweetheart. If I had my way with you, you would never forget anything I was about to do. I want it burned into your mind for the rest of your life. That’s the point of this process.” With a swift movement I cut off her bra, then her panties and threw them aside. Her face turned a deep red as she was bound naked to the table. I doubt she ever thought she’d be subject to something like this.

I grabbed the back of the chair and pulled it down, moving her from sitting in a recycling position to laying backwards at a small angle. I could see her crying and I gently wiped away the tears. I looked around the room and saw a small water spigot and a hose in the corner. “That big strong person who entered earlier isn’t you. This is you. How about I get you something to cool you off?”

I attached the hose to the spigot and grabbed a cloth before I walked back to her. It took her far too long to catch onto what I’m doing. “Wait. No. No, no, no, no, you can’t do this to me! I- the contract said I couldn’t maim or kill you! I was just doing what the contract said I had to do! Please, there’s no need for you to do this! I’ve failed! I’ll leave! I’m sorry!” The facade was gone. All it took was the threat of torture and the strong exterior was gone. She was just begging for freedom like any other person put through this process. It just proved that this is where she belonged.

I wiped away a few more tears and gave her a gentle smile. “You’re pathetic.”

Her eyes went wide as I tossed the cloth over her head, flipped on the vibrator and turned on the water.

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“Apologise, Master Rayne. Lady Flora. We… never really expected this possibility or we’d have added it to the contract.” Molly was nervous, shuffling through papers.

Rayne held a hand up, signaling to her to be quiet. “If Z went quietly then it would b-”

“Someone stop her! This wasn’t part of the deal!” Sonja screamed as the cloth was momentuarily removed from her face, interrupting Rayne. It was a dumb decision seeing as it would just leave her with less air for the next round.

“It would be boring. That’s what I was going to say.” Rayne said once there was a gap in the screaming.

“I suppose in an odd way Z is following both sides of the contract. Technically waterboarding doesn’t maim. I suppose it could kill Sonja if she isn’t careful, but I’d like to think Z is better than that.”

I watched the scene in front of me play out a few more times. Sonja convulsed wildly as Z poured the water over her head. Z would lift the cloth, give her a few short breaths and then repeat the process. I could see Sonja fighting the restraints with all of her might, but she wasn’t stronger than steel.

It was wonderful to get to see Z actually work. She only had one recorded session and I had watched it to death already. She was ruthless and apathetic to her victim, but at the same time seemed to be doting over them.

I turned to my raindrop and noticed she was upset. “What’s wrong stormcloud?” I rested my head on her shoulder and looked up at her, giving my eyelashes a flutter.

“I wanted Z to be a gift to you, lilac. The scene we’re watching is fun, but every moment that it’s happening is one less moment Z is being pushed to breaking.” Rayne was agitated. I couldn’t really blame her because she made a good point. I did want my gift. “I chose Sonja because she is one of the few people I could find that did straight up torture. I wanted to see blood and pain. Instead I’m just watching Z asphyxiating someone while making them orgasm over and over. A fun spectacle for sure. I’m not saying we shouldn’t try this on one of the maids. I just feel we’re wasting precious time while Z just sits around and tortures another member.”

“Former member, dear.” I looked away from Rayne and over to Molly. “Molly, once your team is finished getting Z’s doggy back please begin paperwork to submit to the auction house to let them know Sonja probably won’t be fit for work anymore. Make sure that it shows everything happened to her was done by contractual agreement but leave out who it involved. Also, have her tracked, I want to buy her.” I looked at Molly and smiled. She just nodded and took some notes. Molly was dreadfully boring but at least she was good at what she did.

I looked over at my brooding stormcloud and decided to make a suggestion that might make everyone happy. “Rayne, may I suggest you go have some fun? You are so strong and Z isn’t going to go down without a fight. In the meantime I can look for another breaker to come in that might be fun for us to both watch after Z has been knocked down a peg.”

I felt her hook her finger under my chin and tilt my head up. She kissed me passionately and deeply. It made my stomach flutter. After a few moments she pulled away and smirked.

“I think I will.”

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Sasha and the Frogs [Ch. 9]: Anne and the Toads

Hiatus has ended and if you kept up with my update, then you’ll know this is a 9000-word chapter. It got way too long but it felt necessary. There had been some scenes that I had to change or add since I wanted it to feel as naturally flowing as possible. And not to brag but I am quite proud of it.

So yeah, y’all get to see Anne now! If the title wasn’t that obvious, this chapter is about Anne. I honestly will have to reread my previous chapters because I have to keep track of the chronology. Thankfully, young me was smart enough to write the time before the hiatus.

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Preview below, yeah!

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Droplets dripped from the cracked ceiling onto the cobblestone floor in a sequential fashion. Drip drip drip, the sounds bounced off from the stone. Moss slowly grew out of the point of impact and slowly spread itself around it, like an infection.

Prison cells in Toad Tower were nothing like those back on Earth. It was dark, wet and obviously failed any form of safety standard. There were skeletons behind the bars, still chained up to the wall. Either the guards weren’t doing the job of disposing of the body or they simply didn’t care. The worst part was that it was difficult to decide which one was worse.

The cells only had one small window, allowing moonlight to enter the otherwise pitch-black room. The torches by the walls were lit but grew dimmer every minute. It was like this for most days, rarely had the torches extinguish. But even then, the room was mostly dark with shadows creeping in every corner.

Suddenly, the sole door opened, letting more light flood the room. Even the hallways were well-lit than the prisons. From the outside walked in a battle-scarred toad, wearing a commander’s leather armour and cape, fitting for someone of his position. Following him were two other toads, slightly smaller than him and obviously younger, carrying pikes. They looked inexperienced.

The two toads briskly stepped towards the torches, refuelling them so the flame glowed brighter. With every renewed torch, the room started to shine and the shadows disappeared one by one.

“Good evening, Anne. It seems you’re wide awake as usual.” He spoke, his tone matching his intimidating appearance.

Inside the cells was a young teenage girl, her right foot shackled to the wall by an iron chain. Her skin was of dark tone and her hair was reminiscent to a bird’s nest. She wore a collared purple shirt with an emblem in the centre and some short pants. She was also missing a shoe.

The girl, Anne, said nothing to respond.

“Quiet as ever, I see. I’m surprised you managed to last this long but then again, you’re quite lucky. Toad Tower doesn’t often take prisoners.” The amphibian spoke. “Honestly, if you had only told me the whereabouts of your companions, you would’ve walked free.”

“Oh yeah, into the forest of death.” Anne finally replied, sarcastically too. “I maybe fourteen years old but even I’m not that stupid. Besides, I told you before and I’ll tell you again; I. Don’t. Know.”

“LIAR!” He slammed his large hands onto the cell bars, shaking the room with an echo. Dust briefly sprinkled from the cracked ceiling and Anne recoiled from the volume.

The toad took deep breaths, calming down his anger before growling in annoyance. “Why is it so hard for you to cooperate? If I secure your safety once I let you go, will that suffice?”

“Well, I can’t cooperate! For one thing, I don’t even know if I can trust you! And two, I don’t know where they are! I’ve been in this crummy place for over two weeks now. Do you really think I know?!”

He growled. “You are the only one capable of knowing! No one else!” With a throw of his cape, he turned around and stomped his way out to the door. He looked at his compatriots and yelled. “YOU TWO!”

“Uh yes, sir?!” “Huh? Oh, sir!”

“Keep watch of our prisoner! If she does anything escape-worthy, stop her with whatever means necessary. Understood?!”

“Yes, sir!” “Right away, sir!” The two toads nervously saluted, watching their superior leave the room. With a pull, he shut the prison door with a bang, scaring the remaining people. After a few seconds of silence, sure that he won’t suddenly return, the two toads sighed in relief.

“Gosh, he’s so scary…” One toad said, pulling out a small handkerchief and wiping his forehead. His voice was somewhat pitched and he wore an oddly curved helmet, reminiscent of an upside-down boat.

“Orders are orders. No point complaining about that.” The other remarked. His froggy skin tone was reddish in colour and he had horns growing out of his head which probably led to his lack of headwear. Despite looking gruffer than his partner, he still looked fairly young.

Putting their weapons by the wall, the two quickly grabbed themselves a chair and sat down, knowing it was going to be a long day.

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ADE Announces Second Wave of Artists

The Amsterdam Dance Event (ADE), the world’s largest festival and the most important global business conference for electronic music, announced its second selection of artists today. Among them are Amelie Lens (BE), Axwell / Ingrosso (SE), Broederliefde (NL), CIFIKA (KR), Kiasmos (IS), Oliver Heldens (NL), Ricardo Villalobos (CL) and Sasha (UK).

With seven weeks left to go, ADE, an initiative of Buma, has nearly completed its festival program. From October 17th through October 21st, the organization expects over 2500 artists in a record-breaking 200 locations, making Amsterdam the epicentre of the global electronic music industry for five straight days.

Alongside the previously announced focus on South Korea, this year’s edition also pays tribute to 30 Years of Dutch Dance in both its day and night program. This autumn marks the exact 30th anniversary of when the new wave of music started its rich history. The Amsterdam Dance Event (ADE) kicks off on Wednesday, October 17th with an opening concert that this year features Colin Benders and the Metropole Orkest. The organization expects over 400.000 visitors from both national and global backgrounds for its 23rd edition.

Among the second wave of confirmed artists are: 808 State (UK), ACE1 (JP), Adam Beyer (SE), Agar Agar (FR), Agoria (FR), Amelie Lens (BE), Amy Root (NL), Anna (BR), Andrew Weatherall (UK), Anja Schneider (DE), Antal (NL), Animistic Beliefs (NL), Anthony Parasole (US), Arp Frique (NL), ATEQ (DE), Avalon Emerson (US), Awesome Tapes From Africa (US), Axel Boman (SE), Axwell / Ingrosso (SE), Baris K (TR), Bassjackers (NL), Blawan (UK), Bob Sinclar (FR), Bokoesam (NL), Boo Williams (US), Broederliefde (NL), Bruxas (NL), Call Super (UK), Carnage (US), CIFIKA (KR), D-Block & S-Te-Fan (NL), Dâm-Funk (US), Detroit Swindle (NL), DJ Bone (US), Dj Boring (AU), DJ Nobu (JP), DJ Stingray 313 (US), Dr. Rubinstein (DE), Edward (DE), Eefje de Visser (NL), Efdemin (DE), Etapp Kyle (UA) FJAAK (DE), Fedde Le Grand (NL), Feed Me (UK), Gerd Janson (DE), GoldFish (ZA), GOOSE (BE), Gregor Salto (NL), Gui Boratto (BR), Haiku Hands (AU), Headhunterz (NL), Hernan Cattaneo (AR), Honey Dijon (US), Hunee (DE), I-F (NL), Idiotape (KR), Inga Mauer (RU), Jameszoo Quartet (NL), Jayda G (CA), Jensen Interceptor (AU), John Talabot (ES), Joost van Bellen (NL), Josylvio (NL), Julian Jordan (NL), Karenn (UK), Kenny Dope (US), Kevin Saunderson (US), Kiasmos (IS), Konstantin (DE), KSHMR (US), Lena Willikens (DE), Lil’ Kleine (NL), Loco Dice (DE), Low Steppa (UK), Lucas & Steve (NL), Lyzza (NL), Map.ache (DE), Marcel Dettmann (DE), Max Abysmal (NL), Max Cooper (UK), Mehmet Aslan (CH), MEUTE (DE), Michael Mayer (DE), Miss Kittin (FR), Modeselektor (DE), Modestep (UK), Molly (FR), Moody Mehran (NL), Motor City Drum Ensemble (DE), Mount Kimbie (UK), Mr. Wix (NL), Nakadia (TH), Neel (IT), Netsky (BE), Noisia (NL), N’to (FR), OBJECT BLUE (CN), Oliver Heldens (NL), Oceanic (NL), Optimo (UK), Or:la (UK), Orpheu The Wizard (NL), Pachanga Boys (MX), Paquita Gordon (IT), Paul Kalkbrenner (DE), Pegboard Nerds (NO), Phaeleh (KR), Prins Thomas (NO), Project One (NL), Raiden (KR), Rebolledo (MX), Red Axes (IL), Ricardo Villalobos (CL), Rinaly (JP), Robert Hood (US), Roisin Murphy (UK), Roman Flügel (DE), Romare (UK), Ron Morelli (US), Saagara (IN), San Holo (NL), Sandrien (NL), Shanti Celeste (CL), Sasha (UK), Seth Troxler (US), Sevn Alias (NL), Soichi Terada (JP), SOPHIE (UK), Space Dimension Controller (UK), Steven de Peven (BE), Sunnery James & Ryan Marciano (NL), Surgeon (UK), The Mauskovic Dance Band (NL), Tiga (CA), Tijana T (RS), Tsepo (NL), Vladimir Ivkovic (DE), Volvox (US), W&W (NL), Wildstylez (NL), Woody’92 (NL), Yallah! Yallah! (NL), Yellow Claw (NL) & Zip (DE). More than a festival

For more information about ADE visit: https://www.amsterdam-dance-event.nl/about-ade/

The Amsterdam Dance Event is organized by Stichting Amsterdam Dance Event, an initiative of Buma.

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The Last Ship promotional images from episode 501 “Casus Belli” (via bestofregan)

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The Last Ship Season 5 Trailer

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Bridget Regan as Sasha Cooper on The Last Ship 4x01 & 4x02