@Crescendo Twist was busy. I don't want her to die yet so you can figure something out? She will pretty much do anything long as she doesn't die. Also if you don't feel like joining this thread, don't feel like you have to!
Twist shivered- whether from cold, nervousness, or insanity was unknown. Perhaps a combination. She'd come again, to the same spot. Three nights had passed, it was midnight on the third day. She had been to busy worrying about her own spell to capture the dog, and now she would receive death from the Dark Lord as her punishment. Her mother would be ashamed. A golden eye popped out of her socket, rolling around as it splattered crimson blood on the snow. Twist screamed aloud at the sight, before it disappeared and her eye was back in the socket. Then she let loose a howl into the forest, calling for the Lord of Darkness. Must be omen... Truly sorry, O Great Lord of Darkness! Twist wishes any but death! Keep Twist in spirit realm alone, blind deafen her, replaces spirit, keep slavery, torture, puppeteer. Any but death!
She cried sadly and loud into the dark trees. A pair of crows took flight at the loud noise. Twist, mourning her own death, fell to the ground and hid her face beneath two black paws.
His eyes glinted dangerously as he stepped out of the shadows. "Darkness is disappointed. Twist must pay price."
Crescendo circled the girl as he boomed out his lines, eyes on her. "Twist get stomach up." He lunged toward her and stopped inches from her face, snapping his teeth. "Now"
She had truly disappointed him. She would pay.
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Twist obeyed her Lord as he stepped from the shadows. Further whining or weeping among the Dark Lord would only lead to a longer, more excruciating, more humiliating, and more painful death. She turned to where her stomach faced upward, her golden eyes watching the Lord of Darkness closely. She faintly wondered what his plan would be for how to kill her. Maybe Twist eye rips out, like omen seen. And Twist scream, like before, yes? She thought. It was rather strange, to be predicting how her king would kill her, but at the moment there wasn't much else to do.
He stood over her, eying her stomach for the bleeding spots. The spot that bled immensely, and made for sweet drink. He punctured the flesh, and the crimson flowed. "Twist lucky. Darkness favor her, she not die today. She must have punishment"he licked the spot that bled, let the crimson soaked thing trail along her soft stomach until it met the base of her tail, where it lingered for a moment.
Then, slowly and cruely, began to carve a symbol into her stomach.
He punctured her skin first, spreading the blood through her fur by lapping it along. She yelped when he first punctured her, though did not continue. She was relieved to hear that The Lord of Darkness favored her and that he would spare her. Next he began tracing something on her stomach. She let out an eerie scream that could send shivers down one's spine. Pain immense. Lucky Fate for Twist! Twist ever at thy mercy, Dark Lord.
She said, a smile slipping onto her face. Though as he continued to carve, she screamed a bit more again, though it died down to pained yelps after she got used to it.
"Twist bear mark of Darkness. Be proud of pain, Twist." Finally, to end their little fun, he hauled her to her feet, and mounted her, pulling her into him. Then he mated with her, hard and fast. When he finally did drop her, it was with hushed words. "Twist must tell no one. Twist most loyal follower of Lord Darkness. Twist continue her ways, Darkness give her pups" With those words he spun away and melted into the shadows.
"But if Twist naughty again, death all she gets."
Twist nodded when he said to be proud of pain. Her lightning eyes obedient to whatever her lord commanded. He mated with her quickly and she let out a quiet moan of pleasure before he dropped her to the ground. She looked up at him as he departed. And told her if she continued this way, she would get pups. She longed for this, the prize above many. Not because she wanted love, not because of the pleasure of.. Making the children, not because of the little bundles of joy flocking around her. No, she wanted children of the Dark Lord's- because they would be half-divine and she could have half-divine apprentices in magic, children to carry her magic bloodline. Dark Lord, Twist will no disappointed thee.
She said with a bow to no one, as he had already left, but to the open air. She would do better next time, and impress him, her king.