Prey 2
Standing inside the front corridor, it's warm, considering the cold stone surrounding us. It IS a castle, with tapestries, stonewalls, and vaulted cathedral ceilings. The moment we stepped inside, I expected more to be waiting. There's no one except the two femes that captured me, and, well, me. They stop momentarily, still holding the other end of my chains, and exchange a glance. Slowly, two more women walk towards us in the hall. They're not dressed like the two that captured me. They don dark purple hooded robes, with slits for their naked arms on the sides. I'm assuming they're naked underneath, just like every other female on this goddamn planet. It's a nice concept, but not when you're virtually unwanted by any of them. They stop upon reaching us, and the two warriors hand me over. Walking down another fire lit corridor, they leave, and the two new babes tug at my chains gently, beginning to walk me forward into a hall. There's a weird sound rushing through this place. Like water, running water, didn't see any hint of a body of water nearby. They walk slowly in front of me and I notice that they are unarmed, no knives, no daggers, barefoot. For a moment my survival instincts kick in, but are wiped out by reality. There's no way I'd make it off this rock. Don't underestimate them, that has always been the origin of their victim's downfall. They turn a descending corner, and I look down and shuffle behind them. The sound is getting louder, and I can taste the fresh water as our path winds lower with each step. My popping ears are telling me that we're deep underground now, and going lower every moment. I'm almost irritated. I'm tired, I'm filthy, and bleeding from the earlier struggle on the craft.
There I was floating oblivious through space, and they were watching me since the last planet I docked on. Stealth bitches, bound and gag me in my sleep, no shirt, no shoes, no goggles. We stop moving, and the rush of water is now, thunderous. Out of the dimly lit corridor, we step into a brilliant light. I clench my eyes shut at the piercing, and lower my head. Wetness in the air, they pull me forward and I comply, shuffling timidly. We stop again, and I can feel the mist hitting my naked chest. I raise my head slightly, as the light starts to fade slowly, but is still too bright for me to bear.
"Lower", a smooth rich voice commands suddenly. The light fades to almost none, and I can finally open my eyes. In front of me a throne of sorts, canopied by a sheer black cloth towers at least three feet above us, on a large rock. I can only see the faces of the women standing around it, not the person seated there. She is turned away, but I can see her bracelet clad arms moving to summon the ones around her. She sits on a stone and in front of her a holographic image of me appears.
"Richard Riddick", my name rolls of her tongue softly, and my stats appear next to holographic me. I don't move and listen to the waterfall plink onto the rocks surrounding it. Where was that light coming from? I look up with my squinted eyes and not my head. A suspended ball of flames hovers right under a horizontal reflective sconce dangling from the stone ceiling. We're in a cave, and the slippery rock below my naked feet is cold.
"Hmmm..your reputation exceeds you Richard.... murder, theft...arson?", her voice raises slightly at the end.
"Did you get bored?", she exhales in disbelief, almost amused. The women around her smile and laugh lowly, but cease at a raise of her hand. They're mocking me.
"What do you want with me?", I growl, causing them all to look at me with utter shock, and the two in front yank my chains and look at me in disgust. Little of them standing around her draw their daggers and step towards me, but again, the woman raises her hand and they retreat back to her side. The room almost stills as she rises slowly from her seat, revealing her fully covered backside. I think I'm even holding my breath to see her face, but women scramble around her in a reflex response, quickly raising an opaque black cloth that hides her entire body, as she descends the rock towards us. They step perfectly with her, and I can only see her naked feet protruding the retracting as she walks. Silver chains that wrap and cross at the valley of their breast then flow around their bellies are all that her servants wear. I honestly don't know when my fear will leave, and my sex will come in to play, with naked women around me all the time. At about four feet in front of us, the two women holding me drop to their knees and bow their heads. Noticing that I'm still standing they yank on my chains forcefully, but I don't budge. They yank again, but stop as she snakes out a dark, tanned arm, and shows them her palm. Her hand alone, laced by metal mesh, compels them. She stops in front of me, and I find my curiosity heightened, only being able to see her appendages.
"You are my slave. You will obey me and only me. Do not attempt to formulate an escape plan. Do not defy me.", she speaks clearly. She is power on this planet, but her voice doesn't convey it. It's like thick cream, smooth and viscous, but sweet and enjoyable. She turns and the cloth begins to drop slightly. All I can see is her hooded head, before the cloth shoots back up as she turns to me again.
"And you ALWAYS bow to me", she adds lightly then turns away. The next thing I feel is an immense pressure on the back of my knees as I drop to the ground and my head makes breathtaking contact with the rock below me. I taste blood and my tongue aches from the bite. My eyelids close slowly, and the last image burned into them is a crimson trail trickling into a pool in front of me.
Standing inside the front corridor, it's warm, considering the cold stone surrounding us. It IS a castle, with tapestries, stonewalls, and vaulted cathedral ceilings. The moment we stepped inside, I expected more to be waiting. There's no one except the two femes that captured me, and, well, me. They stop momentarily, still holding the other end of my chains, and exchange a glance. Slowly, two more women walk towards us in the hall. They're not dressed like the two that captured me. They don dark purple hooded robes, with slits for their naked arms on the sides. I'm assuming they're naked underneath, just like every other female on this goddamn planet. It's a nice concept, but not when you're virtually unwanted by any of them. They stop upon reaching us, and the two warriors hand me over. Walking down another fire lit corridor, they leave, and the two new babes tug at my chains gently, beginning to walk me forward into a hall. There's a weird sound rushing through this place. Like water, running water, didn't see any hint of a body of water nearby. They walk slowly in front of me and I notice that they are unarmed, no knives, no daggers, barefoot. For a moment my survival instincts kick in, but are wiped out by reality. There's no way I'd make it off this rock. Don't underestimate them, that has always been the origin of their victim's downfall. They turn a descending corner, and I look down and shuffle behind them. The sound is getting louder, and I can taste the fresh water as our path winds lower with each step. My popping ears are telling me that we're deep underground now, and going lower every moment. I'm almost irritated. I'm tired, I'm filthy, and bleeding from the earlier struggle on the craft.
There I was floating oblivious through space, and they were watching me since the last planet I docked on. Stealth bitches, bound and gag me in my sleep, no shirt, no shoes, no goggles. We stop moving, and the rush of water is now, thunderous. Out of the dimly lit corridor, we step into a brilliant light. I clench my eyes shut at the piercing, and lower my head. Wetness in the air, they pull me forward and I comply, shuffling timidly. We stop again, and I can feel the mist hitting my naked chest. I raise my head slightly, as the light starts to fade slowly, but is still too bright for me to bear.
"Lower", a smooth rich voice commands suddenly. The light fades to almost none, and I can finally open my eyes. In front of me a throne of sorts, canopied by a sheer black cloth towers at least three feet above us, on a large rock. I can only see the faces of the women standing around it, not the person seated there. She is turned away, but I can see her bracelet clad arms moving to summon the ones around her. She sits on a stone and in front of her a holographic image of me appears.
"Richard Riddick", my name rolls of her tongue softly, and my stats appear next to holographic me. I don't move and listen to the waterfall plink onto the rocks surrounding it. Where was that light coming from? I look up with my squinted eyes and not my head. A suspended ball of flames hovers right under a horizontal reflective sconce dangling from the stone ceiling. We're in a cave, and the slippery rock below my naked feet is cold.
"Hmmm..your reputation exceeds you Richard.... murder, theft...arson?", her voice raises slightly at the end.
"Did you get bored?", she exhales in disbelief, almost amused. The women around her smile and laugh lowly, but cease at a raise of her hand. They're mocking me.
"What do you want with me?", I growl, causing them all to look at me with utter shock, and the two in front yank my chains and look at me in disgust. Little of them standing around her draw their daggers and step towards me, but again, the woman raises her hand and they retreat back to her side. The room almost stills as she rises slowly from her seat, revealing her fully covered backside. I think I'm even holding my breath to see her face, but women scramble around her in a reflex response, quickly raising an opaque black cloth that hides her entire body, as she descends the rock towards us. They step perfectly with her, and I can only see her naked feet protruding the retracting as she walks. Silver chains that wrap and cross at the valley of their breast then flow around their bellies are all that her servants wear. I honestly don't know when my fear will leave, and my sex will come in to play, with naked women around me all the time. At about four feet in front of us, the two women holding me drop to their knees and bow their heads. Noticing that I'm still standing they yank on my chains forcefully, but I don't budge. They yank again, but stop as she snakes out a dark, tanned arm, and shows them her palm. Her hand alone, laced by metal mesh, compels them. She stops in front of me, and I find my curiosity heightened, only being able to see her appendages.
"You are my slave. You will obey me and only me. Do not attempt to formulate an escape plan. Do not defy me.", she speaks clearly. She is power on this planet, but her voice doesn't convey it. It's like thick cream, smooth and viscous, but sweet and enjoyable. She turns and the cloth begins to drop slightly. All I can see is her hooded head, before the cloth shoots back up as she turns to me again.
"And you ALWAYS bow to me", she adds lightly then turns away. The next thing I feel is an immense pressure on the back of my knees as I drop to the ground and my head makes breathtaking contact with the rock below me. I taste blood and my tongue aches from the bite. My eyelids close slowly, and the last image burned into them is a crimson trail trickling into a pool in front of me.