"Aldrea do you really have to keep doing this?" I sigh as I look upon the small female who is hunched with her back to a corner, glowering at me. Her arms wrap around her body, gently cradling her hurt arm as her bladeless tail curls around her front legs.
I carefully look over her body, noting the scars and missing patches of fur with a distant sigh. She looked a lot worse a few days ago though. So there was progress.
The ointments I had been using for her wounds worked wonderfully, especially considering they weren't exactly like they were described in the logs on the andalite ships we got. But at least the scarring will be minimal once she's healed.
A day has only passed after all, so I knew it still needed time.
(Do not touch me, you filthy parasite.) She cringes away from me as I step closer, leaning over her prone form. Ah, she is always so lovely but also annoyingly defiant as well. I was going to enjoy tempering her to my tastes.
I didn't want to completely break her in, make her completely obedient to me. No, I want her to keep that fight but not this much of it. Just enough to make her interesting without being annoying as well. I want her to serve me almost willingly by her own choice. But it was going to be hard…
I know of the hork-bajir seer and her memories of him. She looked upon him with fondness, the same fondness I want her to feel for me. I want her to adore me as her master, her owner. I knew the more she wanted to be with me the more willingly she would serve.
But Dak… that seer is getting in my way. I knew for as long as she kept him in her thoughts I wouldn't be able to get what I wanted. I didn't understand why she felt so fond of him but I knew that it was going to stop me from my goal.
If only I could take him as my host. It would make it simpler for her to associate me with affection.
But he more than likely died during our raid of the valley that was decimated by us. The attack I led might I add with some pride.
I should've hunted him down and forced him to become my host. The pleasure of having both the andalite and her hork-bajir pet would be the ultimate victory. I already have a promotion on the horizon after capturing her, why not make it even sweeter?
"Aldrea stop that, you know that hurts you so why do you do it?" I sighed, noticing that she was burying her hoof into the ground, scrapping it dull. I knew from her memories that she did this often as a child and it caused her a great deal of pain after awhile.
Her head snaps up, shock crossing her face. Suddenly her gaze darkens back to that hateful look of her's.
(Don't you dare act like you care. You filth! You scum!) Hatred burns deep within her eyes as she looks up at me with a look of disgust. I didn't get a chance to react as her tail suddenly slams into my gut, sending me stumbling back onto my tail.
I huff as my tail catches me. I give myself a moment to collect myself as anger bubbles inside of me. No, I wasn't going to explode this time. Not yet at least.
Just be patient Esplin, just be patient for a moment longer. Then she will feel the sting of your blade if she defies you again.
"Aldrea, how do you expect me-" I get to my feet, drawing myself to full height as I gaze down at her, corner of my mouth twitching ever so slightly. I'm barely holding in my rage. "-to keep calm if you keep doing this? You know what I could do once my patience runs out. Do you really want that?"
I was trying to appeal to her intelligent side but it would seem her savage side was answering for her.
(Then kill me already yeerk.) She snips, getting to her hooves now as she wraps her arms around herself. (Just get it over with and killme.)
"No Aldrea, I won't kill you. But I'll make you wish you had died." I reach down and roughly grab her arm. I could feel my nails easily sinking into her flesh. Ah, it's so soft unlike a hork-bajir's.
I could see the pain cross her face as I force her towards me. She stumbles for a moment before getting enough sense to walk with me. She is looking as if she was torn between defying me and following my orders. I almost sneer at the thought.
Perhaps pain might be exactly what I need to control her.
I yank her to another wall and shove her into it, pinning her arms against her sides as I lean down. I made sure to make my presence as intimidating as I could. I breathe heavily into her face, making her flinch ever so slightly away.
But yet that look of defiance never left her gaze.
"You truly are quite the willful one aren't you Aldrea?" I lift a hand, gently placing it on her chest. Slowly I trail my claws down her chest, enjoying the shiver that rushes through prone form. Her breath hitches as she twitches a back leg.
My fingers lightly brush over her twitching abdomen making her squirm even more. I could see one of her stalks following my hand carefully. I was surprised by how sensitive she was to my touch. Pleased by it even.
I came to a stop squeezing the muscled space between her front legs.
Her eyes widened for a moment as she breathes out. I notice her shoving down that look of fear, hiding it away from me.
One of her hearts were right under my hand. With one squeeze I could dig into her flesh and tear it off, revealing her heart just behind her chest bone.
But I wasn't going to, she had far too many scars for my liking already.
"Aldrea, you do know that you're not going to win this little battle of wills right? One way or another, I'm going to make you serve me as your master." I gaze down at her, breathing out slowly. For some reason having her squirming like this under my hands was… exciting. Like I had a moment of control.
She stays silent as she gazes up at me.
"Aldrea, answer me." I press my hand firmly into the spot, threatening to cut it open. She huffs quietly through her nose but adverts her gaze now. I was starting to quickly lose my patience with her.
I grab her cheeks between my fingers of my other hand and force her to look at me in the eyes. Her main eyes narrow before her nostrils flare, revealing the light blue insides. But she still refuses to answer me.
"Fine!" I shove her into the wall with my hand that was on her lower chest, pressing down on her upper chest. For a moment I admire how lovely and soft her fur was under my hand before raising a wrist blade to one of her stalks.
"How about this? Would you rather me do this? Remove bits and pieces of you?" I snarl as I follow her stalk as she twitches it away, trying to keep it out from under my blade. For just a moment fear flashes deep in her eyes.
(Kill me already yeerk.) She squirms under my hand, hooves clicking on the metal floor. I could tell that she was becoming quite anxious.
"No." Satisfying to have her at least answer me. It's too bad that she wouldn't do it without the threat of having a body part removed.
(Scum!) I huff loudly as one of her hooves smash into the soft part of my foot. Her eyes grew wide as she breathes out heavily, trembling.
It would've hurt if she was actually strong enough to actually make it hurt.
"Very, well. It seems this isn't working either." I step back before grabbing one of her stalks. I yank it up feeling it satisfyingly stretch. A sharp a cry of pain screeches into my mind, making me grin ever so slightly.
I release her stalk, laughing quietly as she cringes away from me. Her tail curls around her body while she pulls her stalks as far away from my hands as she possibly could.
Oh how pathetic she looks.
"Now then, will you behave?" I sigh quietly, stepping back while giving her an apathetic look.
(Go die in a hole.) Though it wasn't a strong reply. Actually, it is almost muted. That was a bit better. I think I'm actually making progress.
"Not willing to fight now are we? Giving in?" I'm teasing her lightly, leaning over her shivering form as I step close to her. I crouch near her, bringing myself almost to face level. Stupid mistake on my part.
I felt the wind of her foot before I felt the pain of it connecting between my legs.
White flashes over my eyes for a moment as I feel something snap in my groin. I breathe in deep, trying to control myself as my host felt some kind of burning sensation at where his genital sheathe was. The pain grew from a burning sensation to an inferno of agony.
It is dizzyingly painful and if I hadn't been in control, I'm sure he would've fainted.
I look down at her in surprise, noticing the self satisfied expression of her's as she grinds her hoof in. I bite my tongue making it bleed as I shake. The pain was horrendous!
Just breathe… Just breathe…
As she's drawing her hoof away, there is the odd sight of his genital sheath dripping blood through the small slit. My vision blurs as I examine myself. How could she have…?
She crushed it?
Oh by the sulp niar… why does it hurt so bad? Why does it hurt so bad?
I lean over more while slowly taking in breaths of air, trying to control the scream that is bubbling inside of me. Of all places, it had to be there? Why?
I need to keep in control, I can't let this beat me. The satisfied look she was giving me… She…
I felt like I was going to die…
I decide I'm truly fed up with her.
My pain is turning to anger with each passing moment and I am this time giving into it. I knew I need to punish her.
She possibly just ruined my host body! How dare she!
I stumble a bit, blood still oozing from between my host's legs. I manage to keep balance long enough to hiss at her, "Bad andalite."
She barely has a moment to regret what she has done.
I lift a foot before giving her a rough kick in the side in retribution. A cry escapes her as she crumbles into a small ball on the ground, her tail curling over the spot where my foot had connected with her side.
I lift my foot again and slam it back down into her side. I feel a satisfying crack as one of her ribs cracked under the pressure of my foot.
She trembles as her eyes screw shut, each stomp making her scream louder and louder.
After a few minutes, I found myself satisfaction in her punishment. She is now a sobbing, shaking, bloody mess.
I needed a better plan then this. It looks like she was giving in but too slow for my tastes, I need to make her obedient quickly before I break her body first. But how?
I crouch down beside her, examining her prone, trembling form. Blood oozes from a cut I opened up in her side again, her own blood mixing with mine on the floor in a almost brown pool.
I shake my head, still feeling dizzy. I knew I need to take my host to a doctor but I am more focused on making her pay.
How could I possibly make her more obedient?
How?
"Ah!" I spring to my feet, an idea coming to mind. I stumble slightly from the movement, dizziness washing over me. But I don't care.
I could humiliate her! That damnable andalite pride of her's could be broken. I just needed to make her see exactly how far she had fallen.
Yes, but I'll do it how we yeerks do it! In public, on display for everyone to humiliate while they're being punished. Let's see how long she lasts before she starts begging for me to bring her back. Oh she deserves it so very much!
My dear little andalite will learn her lesson! Yes she will!
She will regret ever doing this to my host!
I notice Aldrea gazing wearily at me, slowly sitting up again. Her arms are shaking while she curls up against herself, protecting her body the best she can.
(What are you excited about yeerk?) She examines her side, obviously trying to avoid eye contact. I sneer at her before turning on my heel, tail whipping behind me.
"You'll see." I stalk off to the door, already knowing exactly where I was going to put her. Oh this was going to be entertaining.
She is going to pay for it all. She will never be defying me again.
But first… I need to heal my host.
