The next chapter is up! WARNING: Strong Violence/Torture in this chapter. Enjoy :)
Aimee's arm started to feel a tad numb while Ajax continued to drag her down the hall. They came to a set of stairs that led up to another floor. He started pulling her up the flight of stairs. She stumbled a couple times, which only made him jerk harder on her already tender bicep where his fingers squeezed in.
A part of her was thinking this was a very bad idea and she was stupid for putting herself out there like that. What she did, it made her feel like a whore. A decision she would've deeply regretted. The only thing that is stopping her from regretting such a stunt was Geeta. Even now, the sheer look of terror on the young teenage girl's face was still etched into her mind.
This is why she made the bold move though. Because Aimee couldn't live with herself, knowing that if she hadn't decide to do what she did; that Geeta would've been in this situation instead. She couldn't let an innocent young girl who was still barely more than a child be subjected to what this monster currently has in mind. Aimee felt like she needed to keep the kid safe. All while trying to figure out a way to get her and the other women out of here.
Aimee was not paying much attention, and was drawn out of her reverie when she walked right into Ajax's hulking form from behind. They had stopped in front of a double set of thick doors that stretched to the ceiling. He turned and looked over his shoulder and sneered down at the young human woman. The look made her blood run cold.
Ajax sharply turned his attention back to the set of double doors. He reached over to a panel on the wall and slid his hand over it. A green light flashed underneath his hand and the doors slid open to allow them entrance. Still having a grip on her arm, he pulled Aimee through the thick doors. They slid closed behind them upon their entrance.
Aimee was starting to feel fear wrap around her again like a thick suffocating blanket. The room was a very large bedroom. One that put the luxurious one she was staying in to shame. He started leading her over to a huge fourposter bed in the center of the spacious room, back against the wall. She barely had time to say anything, before he threw her down onto the bed.
She quickly turned around to watch him. He stood by the bed and started to loosen the fastenings on his shirt. A creepy grin was ever present the entire time. Aimee had to think quick, something to distract him or in the very least; delay him from what he was about to do to her. She started backing up onto the bed trying to put more distance between them. All while making quick cursory glances around the area to see if there was something close by she could use.
"You know, seeing you in this lighting with nothing covering you makes your beauty shine even brighter. I can already imagine how you will feel under me while I mount you." He purred.
Aimee knuckled the bedding under her palms, panic was beginning to set in. She needed to find a way out of here and far away from him; right now! She wracked her mind trying to think of something. She spotted something on the nightstand behind her. Finally, a thought hit her.
"Wait." She said, while holding out her hand in front of her.
He frowned at this, not liking her response in the least.
"Wait? I wait for no one. Especially, not for one of my slaves." He quipped.
Before she could answer, Ajax knelt down by the side of the bed. She saw him reach down and pull something out from underneath the bed. It slid out silently along the lush carpeting. From her position, she couldn't see what it was. Then Aimee heard a faint click, then saw him pull up what looked to be a lid to some type of case. The end of the lid could hardly be seen over the top of the mattress. But it was enough to confirm that it was some type of a case and a large one at that.
He rifled through it for a few moments, before he found what he was looking for. Ajax grinned when he found what he wanted. Then he stood back up to full height and directed his cold gaze back at Aimee. that's when she noticed he had something in his hands. They looked to be long thin pieces of fabric. Her eyes widened when she realized where this maybe going.
'Hell No! He's not going to tie me up! I'm as vanilla as they come and BDSM is for weirdos and lunatics!' She thought. Aimee started backing up further upon seeing the felt restraints. Ajax frowned again at this.
"Just where do you thing your going? Get back here!" He snapped.
'Think! Think Dammit!'
"Alright, I'll come over. But I have a better idea in mind for those. If you don't mind I make a suggestion." She said, albeit a bit hastily.
He cocked a brow, "Which is?"
She was scared shitless on the inside. But Aimee had to push her fear down if she is to pull this off. She closed her eyes and took a deep shaky breath. Aimee opened her eyes; a coy smile slowly made it's way to her face. She then started to crawl over to him on her hands in knees , while swaying her hips from side to side slightly. She saw lust in his cold dark eyes as he watched her crawl over to him.
When she finally reached him at the side of the bed she bit her lip and pushed up to kneel in front of him.
"I was wondering, if you will allow me to blind fold you. Then, from there I will tease and caress every part of your body whilst I remove your clothes." She said, in what she hopes was a good seductive tone.
"Really?" He questions.
She hated herself for doing this. But she had to be a little more convincing. Aimee reached out and cupped the large bulge in his pants. Then she started to firmly rub it. Ajax groaned at the contact.
"Yes, really. I'm quite good with my hands. And I wish to give you a thorough demonstration on that. I hear blindfolding someone while you fondle them is suppose to make the arousal even more forthcoming.." She said, though she wouldn't know if that is true or not. Since she's not into sick shit like that.
He rubbed his chin in thought. Before turning his gaze back to her.
"You may have a very good point. I have heard that when one dulls another one of one's senses it is supposed to heighten one's pleasure." He stated.
She held her breath waiting for his answer. His creepy grin returned ten fold.
"Alright, I'll play this little game of yours. I hope for you're sake, you don't disappoint." He said, with a hint of warning.
Aimee smirked internally, knowing that it was working.
"Oh don't worry. I won't." She said.
Ajax sat on the bed. He kicked his shoes off before turning to lay on the bed. He scooted himself up so he was leaning back on the large pillows. Then he looked over to her and tossed one of the felt restraints her way. Aimee picked it up from the bed's surface then cautiously went up to him. Never taking his eyes off of her he leaned forward.
She swallowed and took the strip and begun to tie it over his eyes around his head. Aimee tied it into a knot at the back of his skull. Then he slowly leaned back into the pillows.
"Begin." He commanded.
Aimee now had to focus on the hard part. One that will most likely made her sick to her stomach. But if it meant a swift escape, then it had to be done. She reluctantly leaned in and lightly kissed the side of his neck. She nearly gagged when the smell of some strange cologne overwhelmed her senses. He let out a sigh of content. She then ran her hands over his bare chest that peaked through the somewhat small opening where the fastenings had already been undone.
Her eyes drifted off to the right and she saw what she needed on the nightstand. Luckily, there was one situated on both nightstands on either side of the large bed. Right now, he was laying not far from the side of the bed and the nightstand. All she had to do, was reach over for it. To keep him happy, she undid a couple more fastenings while lightly brushing her fingers tips over the newly revealed skin.
Aimee scooted closer towards the front. Then she threw one thigh over his in what seemed like a partial straddle. She kept one hand on his front and started to drag it downwards towards his crotch. While she leaned over slightly and went to grab what she was after on the nightstand. Only to be disappointed when she found it was heavier than she thought it be. It was heavy enough that it would require both her hands.
This put her into a bit of a jam and made her realize that she will have to compromise a more revolting position. Aimee clenched her jaw as she moved up and threw her other leg over his other. Now she was straddling him completely. His hands immediately went to her thighs and he started to knead them. She pulled both hands away but started to lightly rub her crotch against his.
It made her sick doing so. Aimee fought down the queasiness though and reached over to the nightstand with both hands. She strained a bit as she slowly and quietly struggled to lift up the heavy nightstand lamp. She eventually got it up and off the nightstand all while still grinding against him. With shaky arms she lifted the heavy solid lamp over her head.
Then without waiting a moment longer. Aimee slammed the heavy object down onto Ajax's head as hard as she could from the awkward position. He screamed in pain as she quickly rolled off of him and dashed for the doors. She was shocked it didn't knock him out like she thought it would. Though it did stun him and cause him a tremendous amount of pain.
When she got to the doors, she expected them to open up. Only to her dismay, they didn't. She ran right up to them and slapped her hands over the solid doors. But they still didn't slide open. She frantically looked around the door and spotted another panel off to the right side of the doors. She placed her hand over it. To her horror, the pad flashed red instead of green, and the doors still didn't open. She was trapped!
Aimee heard a thump from behind her. She quickly turned to see Ajax clumsily pull himself to his feet. He ripped the blindfold off, an enraged look now decorated his features. He looked even more psychotic with blood streaming down his face from a deep nasty gash on his forehead from where he was hit. When his angry glare found her he started to rapidly approach her.
She looked around and saw a vase over on one of the end tables. Aimee dashed over to it. Ajax saw this and tried to counter her. But she made it there just before him. He was only a couple feet away when she picked up the vase and hurled it at him. He used his arm to bat it away. The force of his arm hitting it caused it to shatter into hundreds of pieces.
Before she could run again, he quickly advanced on her, and lifted his other arm. Before Aimee had time to move or duck he backhanded her hard across the face. The force of the hit made her head snap to the side and she saw stars again for the second time that night. She hit the ground hard groaning in pain. Her vision spun and her head was pounding.
Two feet filled her slightly fuzzy vision. Next thing she knew, Aimee was being viciously hauled up and met a pair of cold eyes filled with anger and rage.
"You are going to pay for that you little bitch!" He spat in her face.
Then he dragged her over to the bed and harshly threw her face first down onto it. Ajax then went into the case that was still out and open. He didn't have to rifle through it for very long until he found what he was looking for.
Aimee flopped back over onto her back, still somewhat dazed. Her vision became clearer and her eyes widened when she saw what he held in his meaty hands. It was a long black nasty looking whip. Her breathing started to come out in fast harsh pants as she eyed it. A horrible grin split his face and he chuckled at her display.
"You have too much of a fighter's spirit. Something I strongly detest in my female slaves. For that little stunt you just pulled, you will have to be punished." He said, and finished with a harsh flick of the whip towards the floor by the bed.
Aimee jumped slightly when she heard the resounding crack of the whip. This caused him to chuckle again. She pushed aside the pain she was feeling in her sore face and started to crawl to the other side of the bed. But Ajax grabbed her ankle and roughly pulled her back. He flipped Aimee onto her stomach. She tried to get up again.
Ajax punched her in the back of the head. Aimee went down with a pained grunt. He then reached down and grabbed her wrists and pulled them up in front of her prone form. He used the other felt restraint and started to quickly tie it around her wrists. Then he tied the other end through a metal hope on the wall over the bed. She moved her head to the side so she could breathe.
"Lets see how many lashes you can take. Before you start begging me to stop." He snapped.
Aimee pulled her knees up underneath her and tried to pull her wrists free. Not a moment later, she yelled in pain when she felt the whip crack against the flesh on her back. The impact and the pain made her flop back down onto her stomach and tears started to gather and roll down her cheeks.
Another crack of the whip and she felt the excruciating pain again. She tried to bite back another scream. In all of her fear only one thought came to mind. 'FRIEZA PLEASE! IF YOUR OUT THERE, PLEASE HELP ME!'
With Frieza...
He just entered the outer limits of the town and looked around. Shar told him it was a very large mansion on the outskirts. As his eyes surveyed the area he saw an imposing structure in the distance to his far right. About a few kilometers away he spotted what he was looking for.
Frieza flew over in that direction. As he drew closer he now could clearly see an outline to what appeared to be a large establishment. It was surrounded by an electric barrier that surrounded the property. He paid it no mind as he easily flew over the barrier and headed straight for the hulking mansion. It wasn't that far and he made it there within a couple minutes.
He hurled a light ki blast towards the front doors and blasted right through them with ease. Frieza ambled through it and looked around the place. He caught movement out of the corner of his eye and quickly turned to the source. A head slowly popped out from behind a large overturned chair with a gasp. he narrowed his eyes at them.
"Come out now or I'll blast you into oblivion." He threatened.
Their eyes widened in horror and they shakily stood up. Standing before him was a young girl. Her whole body was shaking like a leaf as she stared at him in terror. There was a shuffle of footsteps behind him and more shocking gasps and whimpers. Though he paid them no mind seeing as their energy signatures were next to nothing. Which made them no threat to him.
"Who...who are you? And wha..what do you want?" The young girl in front of him stuttered.
"I'm looking for a young human woman. I was told she was brought here." He said.
The young girl's eyes widened even more.
"You...you mean, Aimee?" She uttered.
The other women behind him turned and looked at each other in puzzlement. Who was he? And why did he inquire about the newest addition to the household?
"Yes. Where is she?" He snapped, starting to lose his patience.
"She's upstairs with our Master. I believe he has her in his quarters up on the third floor." The young girl replied.
Frieza turned to the stairs not far from him. Then he turned his gaze back to the young girl.
"Take me to her, Now." He demanded.
The girl flinched at his tone and quickly nodded. She was very afraid of this stranger who seemed rather powerful. Yet, at the same time she's hoping he is here to help Aimee. Geeta was very worried about her ever since Master Ajax took her away. So she was more than willing to lead the stranger up to them.
He initially wanted to blast his way up himself. But wasn't too sure where she was in the house. He didn't want to take the risk of accidentally harming her or killing her if he were to decimate the place trying to get to her. So Frieza decided that one of the people here will have to show him the way.
Geeta approached the stairs on light feet and motioned for him to follow. She started to run up the stairs, with Frieza right behind her. While the others stayed behind and watched on in part curiosity and fear as they rushed up the stairs.
"Who is that? What does he want!?" One of them said to the others.
One of the older woman was deep in thought. She was almost sure of who just blasted his way in here. But it surprised her on why he was here and who he was here for. Which struck her as very odd. If she knew anything about the Galactic Tyrant, it is he doesn't travel to secluded worlds to retrieve slaves. Does he?
Back with Aimee...
She's not sure how she's still conscious. Or how much more of this barbaric punishment she could take. Aimee's throat was raw and sore from screaming in pain. But still, nothing compared to the excruciating pain she was feeling on her back. The comforter beneath her was now soaked in her blood from the blows from the whip.
All she knew was that she was loosing a lot of blood from the severe blows and her vision was going in and out as she struggled to stay awake through the brutal onslaught.
"Hmm, maybe I overdid it a bit. But at least it got the point across." Ajax said.
He had barely broken a sweat during the whole time he was whipping her. He finally tossed the whip aside. Ajax took a seat on the bed next to the injured woman. Aimee's breathing was quite shallow, but he didn't pay much mind to it as he placed a hand on her upper thigh. He started to stroke it tenderly. Though she barely felt it beyond the pain.
Ajax leaned in close.
"Don't pass out on me yet. I'm still not done with you." He whispered in her ear.
His hand traveled north and his fingers were just about to brush against her crotch. When something shot through the double doors with a loud reverberating bang.
Ajax leaned back up somewhat in shock at what just happened. His eyes widened in fear when he saw the Evil Emperor himself, standing in the middle of the room in front of the busted doors. His crimson glare trained on the other alien man.
"Lord Frieza? But...what are you doing here?" Ajax asked in shocked bewilderment.
The tyrant didn't reply. Instead the hulking alien man was sent flying face first into the wall and went through it. Frieza looked down at Aimee. An array of emotions flashed through his eyes as he saw her badly mutilated and bloody back. He quickly untied her hands and watched as they flopped down to the bed on either side of her.
Aimee felt a warm hand gently brush over the side of her face. Tears of relief flooded her eyes.
"You came." She weakly uttered.
He was about to answer her. But remembered he had something or someone to take care of first. His gaze shot to Geeta who was timidly peering through the large hole in the badly mangled doors.
"You, come over here, and stay with her for a moment. I'll be with her shortly." Was all he said.
Geeta didn't need to be told twice and quickly rushed over to Aimee. She gasped and placed her hand over her mouth in barely concealed horror at the young woman's injuries. She immediately got over the gruesome sight and grabbed a few of the large pillows and started ripping the cases off of them. She then started to press them into the wounds on Aimee's back. The human woman uttered a weak groan of pain at the intrusion.
Frieza made his way over to the hole in the wall and jumped through it. There he saw the man struggling to his feet. The enraged tyrant reached over and grabbed him by the neck and hauled him up.
"I cannot tell you how much fun it will be torturing you for what you have done. But unfortunately, I can't take the time to do so." He said, in a low dangerous tone.
Ajax whimpered pitifully.
"I...I don't understand! For what!?" Ajax gasped.
Frieza squeezed his throat even harder.
"For her. Shar stole her from me and brought her here." The tyrant snapped.
Ajax eyes widened to epic proportion.
"Wha...what!? I swear! I had no idea! Ple plea...please, Lord Frieza! Forgive me..."
His plea ended with him howling in pain as Frieza thrusted his fist through the larger man's gut. Ajax coughed up wads of blood and moments later his eyes rolled to the back of his head before he went limp altogether. Once he was dead, Frieza harshly withdrew his arm and fist from the body. Then he dropped the corpse onto the floor. The Galactic Emperor wanted to do so much worse to the ghastly sadistic man. But time was currently of the essence and he needed to get Aimee back to the ship right away.
He quickly made his way back to her afterwards. Despite Geeta trying to stem the blood flow with the torn pillow cases, blood was still seeping through the deep wounds. Frieza tried to scoop her up as carefully as possible. Aimee still let out a slight wail of pain as he did so. She was so pale and her eyelids fluttered.
"It will be alright now. I'm taking you back to the ship." He said to her gently.
Aimee opened her eyes and focused on Frieza.
"Alright but please...take the other girls here with us. Please." She pleaded weakly.
It was such an odd an random request to him. Especially, in her current condition. He didn't know what to say to that. Aimee let out another small cry of pain and a few more tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Frieza, please. We...we can't leave them here." She pleaded again.
Her pleas combined with her state really pulled at him. After what seemed like hours he finally replied.
"Alright. But first, I need to get you to the main ship." He said, and carefully got up with her in his arms.
Frieza quickly made his way to the busted doors before looking back at Geeta.
"I will send a ship here to collect you and the others here once I get her medical attention onboard the main ship." He told the young alien girl.
The tyrant didn't wait for her reply, before he was off.
Frieza quickly flew from the mansion and started going as fast as he could with her in his arms back to the small cruiser in the city. He so badly wanted to travel at his Mach Speed. Unfortunately though, he can't. Not while he had Aimee. Her fragile body wouldn't be able to withstand such speeds. He can still feel dampness seeping through the already wet pillowcases.
With each moment that went by, Aimee was still loosing blood, and drawing even closer to death. He looked down at her prone form and saw her still trying to stay conscious as her head lulled against his shoulder.
"Stay with me, Aimee. We're almost there." He told her.
Even though he seemed outwardly calm, on the inside he was quite worried. No, not worried. He was indeed downright terrified. Terrified of losing her.
Aimee said something then. Her voice was quite weak when she talked. But he could still hear her even over the roaring wind.
"I didn't think you would come." She weakly stated.
He swallowed a slight lump in his throat.
"Of course, I would. I wasn't about to give up on you so easily." Frieza replied.
She would never know how hard it truly was to say that. Mainly because, he wasn't someone who knew how to feel. All his life, feelings were a completely alien concept to the Galactic Emperor. Hell, he was still uncertain of what he was feeling even now for her.
Had he not been paying attention, Frieza would've missed what she said.
"I'm...I'm glad...you did." She uttered weakly.
It was getting harder for Aimee to stay awake. Quite honestly, sleep was starting to sound like a good idea at the moment. Anything to take her mind off of the burning pain. Eventually, that is what she let herself do.
While Frieza raced back to the cruiser.
Until Next Time ;)
