Legends of Belariath

Stormbringer and naiya{SB}

The Taking of Naiya - Part Three

Stormbringer sat patiently in his large chair, sipping a drink and waiting for Naiya to join him the next morning. Finally she entered the room, looking a bit hesitant and very unsure of herself, fingers going through her long, thick hair as if to comb it out as she tried to remain rather unobtrusive; her pensive eyes upon the man. Naiya still looked slightly sleepy, as though she hadn’t rested well the previous night, as indeed she hadn't: very tired, but with too much running through her brain to relax well.

Looking up, Stormbringer let the little dryad know he was aware of her. “You look as if you slept poorly. Maybe you needed answers or.... something....”

Naiya started slightly even through she was watching the human and shouldn't have been surprised when he spoke. Her eyes went very wide. “Aaahh... um... good morning.... Sir.” she almost stammered out. Then visibly taking a grip on herself, she straightened up a little, hands still playing with her hair. “May... I ask what you mean by that Sir. Answers to what?” she replied with a firmer voice.

”Well, let’s see where we are. You are free and can leave at any time but have agreed to trust me for... lets say another half a day. You know I can force you to be my slave but for my own reasons I want you to ask for it. So where does that leave us? Maybe you will find some answers through the small door over there.” Stormbringer gestured casually with the hand holding the glass, towards a newly created door. It hadn’t been there last night.

Naiya looked quickly over to the door, a faint expression of surprise on her face, which vanished as she remembered the lutes appearing the day before. Her head turned back towards the man and she asked again “I... um... understand answers better when I know what the questions are too? ...Sir?” she said, squaring her shoulders to stand properly before him, asking what she might understand already, but wanting to hear it put into words, especially his words.

Stormbringer appeared to consider the request gravely, rather enjoying the way he could keep this naïve girl off balance. “So what might the questions be? Why you are still here would be one that must be puzzling you. Why I should bother and why do I want you might be another. Longer term you have questions about what happened to your grove.”

Naiya replied, “I... ah, yes Sir, those are all questions I have... good questions, hard questions... And you say I will find answers to some through that door?”

”Some will only be answered by yourself when you understand yourself better and that can only come through experiences. Some will be answered by me when you are ready to understand those answers too. But for now you will find one answer through that door; an answer and a decision. For once you step through the door you will also have to decide to return through it.... or not...”

Naiya furrowed her brow. “It... could be one way Sir?”

”It can be one way if you choose it to be.” Finally he grinned, “Oftentimes answers are only found by opening doors and stepping through them; doors in the world or doors in your mind.”

Naiya took a deep breath, pulling her hands out of her hair and straightening her brief tunic. “So... I should go... now? And learn what you want me to learn... and make a choice, even though I agreed to give you a half day's more trust?” She looked almost a little wistful, that after extracting a promise from her, all the emperor seemed to wish was to send her away.

He smiled again, softly, enjoying the game even though the stakes were so high; maybe because of that. “I will stay here because I wish to give you a choice unaffected by my presence. But I have hopes you will return and see out the rest of your promise. If you decide not to, that half day would achieve nothing anyway, except to drag out something that would become inevitable. So take those steps and if the remaining questions still need answering, return and I will answer some more.”

Naiya took a hesitant step towards the small wooden door, eyes still on the large man, and then stopped. Moving swiftly and gracefully she darted back towards the entrance to the Inn and scooped up her lute in its case and slung it on her back while already moving towards the little door. She opened it, and with one last, puzzled look at the seated figure, vanished through it in a blur of green and cinnamon.

It was over a day later when Naiya re-emerged quietly, almost hesitantly through the door towards noon time. She looked around, squinting a little in the dimmer room. “Ah... hello… Sir?” Stormbringer started slightly, as though waking from a sleep though his position seemed unchanged. Then he smiled at the small figure.

”So you decided to return.”

Naiya clutched in her tiny hand the letter that had been left for her through the door, her face both flushed with a glow of health and happiness from her reunion with her tree, but also with something else... a darker, perhaps stronger emotion. Her mouth opened, closed, opened again as she tried to formulate a good reply. All that finally comes out was “...why Sir? Why me, and what for?”

”Well you are quite pretty for a dryad but not unusually so. And you have a strong personality but not unusually so. What makes you unique so that I would choose you over others? It must be something I see inside you. And I can only show it to you, not tell you what it is.”

The tiny woman sighed and straightened up, setting her lute down and looking again for a moment at the letter in her hands, half turning to look wistfully at the door, then back at the seated man. “Will... it remain here Sir? ... The door I mean.”

It hadn’t been difficult for Stormbringer to use his powers to follow the clues in Unigo library that pointed towards Naiya’s missing tree. Nor had it taken much more effort to release it from its position in that cyclic limbo and return it to its rightful place. Adding a door which transported instantly between that grove and his own rooms had just been the final touch. It must have been far more difficult for a dryad to step back through that portal after being reunited with her tree and that Naiya had done so was an indication of just how strongly she needed the answers she had been promised. Know it or not, she was ready to be enslaved. Now all that remained was to make her realise it.

The emperor looked at Naiya closely, giving no indication of his thoughts. “The door will remain as long as you want to step through it from here to there and as long as you want to step through it from there to here. I don't expect you to always want to stay this side of it but if you decide you want to stay on the other side the door will disappear.”

Naiya looked very undecided, trembling a little; eyes flitting around the room, occasionally to the man’s face then quickly looking away as her grip on the letter slowly turned it into mush. Finally in a small voice she looked again at him and said, “... will it hurt? ...Sir?”

”It may hurt some but not as bad as you have already felt.” he replied “And it may confuse you. But at the end you may also have an answer to much of what you don't understand. However.... you kept me waiting past the time of your promise. So to be fair I want the rest of today and tonight to give you an experience that may take some adjusting to. And if you agree, I will not allow you to leave before tomorrow morning.” The dryad’s brownish skin flushed darkly to a greener tint and she looked away, opening her mouth to make a protest about how her type tells time by seasons, not anything else, but the excuse died in her throat and she again straightened up and took a few steps towards Stormbringer, and away from the door and her lute. He nodded slowly. “A lesson half learned is worse than no lesson at all. Say you will stay here until morning or leave through the door and it will disappear behind you.”

”I... must know…. these answers, why and how and... and... and who. I... I agree Sir.”

”Very well, no time like the present. Come stand by my right side and remove your tunic” Stormbringer replied, pleased even though he had expected her acquiescence. The girl trembled hard; eyes squeezed shut for a moment. Then she inhaled deeply and lifted her head, walking slowly but not hesitantly over to his side, and once there, slowly lifting the tunic over her head, pulling her hair through the hole with a small shower of twigs and leaves.

Stormbringer looked at the dryad slowly and openly, up and down her body and then back to her face. “Now bend forwards and lay yourself across my lap.” She looked back at him for a moment, opening her mouth to ask a question or two... then silently complied, her small form barely a weight across the man’s legs as she took the rather inelegant position, flushing slightly. Squirming a little, the small woman tried to find a position that let her breathe properly, hair spilling all over her back and the supporting legs, firm flesh and curvy little bottom quivering with the ripples of motion.

Taking his time, Stormbringer arranged the girl as he wished, breasts free to the outer side of his left leg, feet on the floor to his right and barely parted for now. Then taking her hands, he moved them behind her neck, swiftly binding the wrists together, setting the dryad’s hair to cascade over her right shoulder and pool on the floor. “The bonds are not to stop you running. I can do that easily. They are part of the lesson. They set you free.” Naiya took in a sharp intake of breath as her hands were restrained, and tugged experimentally at them, almost panicking as she wondered what could possibly be happening and what the words might mean. Then she choked down her fear with a whimper and lay there, trembling.

”I... I will try... to learn your lesson... Sir...”

Slowly the man began by stroking her back, light touches running downwards and following either side of the spine, exploring the soft skin, gradually working lower to caress the girl’s bottom over thin panties. Naiya started, quivering harder with each touch, fingers gripping and releasing the other hand in a sudden stress: whatever she was expecting, this wasn't it... And yet... her nipples pressed insistently into the supporting leg, starting to swell and pulse.

”You will experience the lesson entire. I hope you will learn from it.”

With no trace of urgency Stormbringer tugged the back of Naiya’s panties down to the tops of her thighs, exposing her bottom, then stroking over the bare flesh, exploring the curves, making her moan and squirm a bit harder with uncertainty. The left hand almost unobtrusively came up to the centre of her back, pressing down lightly but ready to hold her more determinedly should she try to move away as the emperor slowly raised his right hand and ..... spank!! ...... the blow sharp and loud rather than hard.

Already tense, the little nymph was taken completely by surprise by the smack to her firm little bottom. She squealed in shock, suddenly wriggling around like an eel in an attempt to both stare up at the man holding her and to get her stinging cheeks away from his attentions, pulling hard on the bonds around her wrists, definitely more surprised than hurt but...

That left hand pressed down harder in the centre of Naiya’s back as the blow landed, allowing some movement so that her naked body rubbed against muscular legs but not letting her move too far, the man ignoring any attempt to meet his eyes and the noises she was making; concentrating on her bottom and landing a second ..... spank!! ...... on the opposite cheek.

Naiya yelped and struggled more, the second smack sending ripples through her bottom and thighs, causing her to kick out and her small bare feet to drum on the floor. “AAaaiiiIIIi... w..what does... Nga!! this... this teach me?” she cried out, still in shock from the unimagined assault, her round little bottom quick to start to colour darker in the recognisable shapes of handprints.

”Is that how you learn? By questioning your teacher before they have finished the lesson? Well my first order is that you be quiet and learn. So every time you speak I will add another ten minutes to this particular piece of education.”

Stormbringer grinned quietly to himself and continued the lesson, holding the dryad’s little body down firmly across his lap and slowly spanking her bottom again.... once..... twice.... the marks merging with those already there.

”AaaaAAAAAH! How... do I understand if... I don't ask? ...ssSSIIIIIIIR!?!??”

”When you need to ask a question I will allow it. Right now I told you the answer was in the experience, so your questions do nothing but distract.”

Naiya whimpered almost continuously, jerking and crying out with each new smack, her bottom starting to feel very warm and puffy as her legs, the only part of her unrestrained, kicked and flailed uselessly, exposing herself shamelessly though she didn’t know or care at that moment.

After what seems an age the spanking stopped, Stormbringer still keeping the little dryad pinned down and instead stroking over her rounded bottom, feeling the warmth from her well-marked skin, and maybe traces from elsewhere. Naiya fell limp across his lap, hips still squirming around with the after shocks of the hand impacting on her tight round little rump, the cinnamon brown skin flushing deeper brown with a tinge of green as she moaned with each caress. Her nipples strangely enough were quite firm and pressed noticeably into the side of the man’s leg.

The dryad sniffled, trying to hold back a further flood of tears like a day ago... her mind thoroughly confused by what was being doing to her... but more importantly why, and why was she just taking it, not fighting? A squeal forced past her parched lips as a particularly sore patch of her bottom was rubbed, and she wiggled like an otter. Pressing down harder again with his left hand, Stormbringer easily prevented her from moving away and responded by raising his hand and slowly spanking again.... once..... twice..... high up on her bottom; a warning not to evade any touch.

Naiya pulled and jerked at her tied hands almost frantically now, feet kicking harder into the floor as the smacks landed like what seemed to be hammers, causing shock, a sting, then a burning sensation to slam through her clenching cheeks. But why... why did it seem to resonate so in her sex and nipples? Why did she feel like crying, melting, and begging all at the same time? A tear slid down her face to land on the floor below.

Stormbringer’s left hand slid down to the lower part of Naiya’s back, pressing her groin down against his leg so that clit and mons were in firmer contact, then slowly again the slaps fell.... on her lower bottom..... again on the other side..... on the back of her left thigh, high up.... on the back of her right thigh....... then again in the centre of her bottom, over territory already covered by previous spanking.

The little dryad let out a series of strangled sobs, her bottom now feeling as though it was burning and swelling, each spank causing her small form to buck then slam into the man’s legs hard, squashing her nipples and sex into his thighs. But the heat wasn't only in her abused ass globes... the scent of her sex also started to become noticeable much to her own amazement and embarrassment...

Why? Why was this happening? And why was she reacting this way? Gradually the weight of Stormbringer’s left hand against her back relaxed; he was interested to see if the girl would try to evade the spanking as his large right hand continued to fall against her bottom, covering much of a cheek with each single slap.

Naiya gasped and sobbed, squirming almost uncontrollably, but not quite to get away... just aware the muscles had to move. Each blow to her bottom sent ripples through her tight and shapely thighs, her cheeks wobbling with the impact and the muscular spasm after each one. Her legs were splayed far apart now, curving her bottom up and out, her tight little moist slit and anus exposed briefly each time but she didn't know or care, lost in the bizarre sensation she was experiencing.

Stormbringer pushed the long hair back down over the dryad’s right shoulder as it became disarranged by her squirming, looking down at her lithe little body and the highly coloured ass that was thrashing about against his leg, feeling the contact being make by her clit and aware of Naiya’s sex opening up with arousal. It was time to add sensations, left hand sliding over her left shoulder and under, fingers finding a small hanging breast and cupping it in his hand, squeezing the globe while he continued spanking her, the blows rather lighter now on the girl’s hot skin. Casually the man manipulated her tit while slapping Naiya’s bottom and thighs with a regular and slow rhythm, the slaps from his hand covering the dryad from where her bottom merged with her back, right down to the girl’s lower thighs.

Drawing in a huge breath of air, Naiya suddenly started crying explosively, her upper body falling limp save for massive shudders with each new intake of breath in between heaving sobs, her little burning bottom still wiggling like mad, although not in an attempt to dodge blows. Her nipple throbbed and jumped in the enclosing fingers, the small breast feeling very, very warm. As she began to cry, Stormbringer stopped spanking and very lightly caressed the abused skin, fingers running down the crease of her ass while his other hand twisted and dragged on the erected nipple.

”Aaauuiiingggh.... aaahhuuuuhhuuuuu!” Naiya’s cries and sobs filled the room, tears flooding down her cheeks as she squirmed, her body on fire in a way she couldn’t understand, having never been prepared for this or felt anything close. Her bottom throbbed; her nipples and clit pulsed against the man’s touch, her tiny body seemingly filled past bursting with an emotion and sensation she has no name for.

Slipping his fingers over her sex, Stormbringer felt the swollen lips part easily to his touch, running those fingers slowly up and down the slit, spreading her inner lips open to touch the girl’s clit directly while switching attention to her other nipple, pressing and rolling the thick nub between insistent fingers. Naiya squealed loudly, every muscle jerking in sudden reaction as fingers spread, probed and touched her sex, violently surprised in a not exactly unpleasant way at how this abuse of her little body had turned into something almost erotic. Her tears stopped for a moment and she lay there, breathing hard, quivering, before slowly relaxing and sobbing quietly again, hips now stilled but not pulling away from those questing fingers, her private parts very hot and moist.

Taking a grip on her hair, Stormbringer held Naiya’s upper body still while he moved his left leg. Then he lowered the dryad’s head between his legs and closed the left leg on her back so she was bent over just his right thigh, body trapped between both legs. Naiya gasped, still crying although a lot more quietly now, resisting for just a moment as she was being repositioned, suddenly brought back into awareness of this being a male and memories of the other men she had unfortunately known. She panicked but only momentarily, as she also remembered her promise... and the fact she could hardly do anything about it.

Stormbringer’s left hand wormed beneath the dryad’s slender body until he could reach her mons, fingers taking the soft curve of sex-mound and pressing it firmly between fingers and thumb, while his right hand feathered up and down the girl’s sex and teased her anus. Her body spasmed as cries turned into hiccups, Naiya squealed afresh as the man’s hand came into such firm contact with her private spaces, her little rosebud clenching firmly. The nymph grunted and screamed quietly, the upside down position making blood rush to her head, causing the pounding to feel magnified at both ends.

With his left hand under the young dryad’s body and keeping a grip on her mound tight enough to make it painful for her to try and move away, the thick moss-green hairs tickled Stormbringer’s finger as it began to explore Naiya’s clit, pressing between the folds of skin he was holding and down onto the nub, wiggling it from side to side as the emperor started to lightly spank her tender bottom again. She squirmed hard once, and then cried out when it jerked her pubic hair and her delicate lips in their restraint. Tiny feet started kicking again as wetness fell from both ends of the little brown (and now very red and green) dryad.

Slowly and lightly Stormbringer spanked Naiya while fingering her clit, the slaps gradually falling more onto her parted inner thighs and finally flat onto the little dryad’s swollen sex itself, starting as a patting sensation that gradually grew stronger, his hand picking up the wetness; hearing the squelching noise of her cunt each time he slapped it’s moist softness.

Naiya thrashed around, trapped between twin thighs, her bottom quivering and wobbling in a painful yet arousing fashion, feeling very light-headed from the blood rush to her head and the things that were being done to her body. Then she just sort of... let go, going limp for a second before surprisingly screaming and spasming as a jet of warm liquid cum shot out of her tight sex.

Automatically Stormbringer gripped the little body harder as it spasmed, the thick juice splashing his hand and immediately getting rubbed back into the nymph’s sex as he massaged it with the flats of his fingers, rubbing circles over the entire area and feeling her puffy labia move under his hand as they were pressed around and around. Then relaxing the grip on Naiya’s mons the man also started wiggling her clit faster as he slowly inserted a thick finger into her tight little cunt.

”That's a good girl... let it happen...”

Naiya sobbed and screamed, what little rational thought remained in her mind almost horrified that this was happening to her... not sex, not loving gentle touches of sisters who cared... but violent, painful things making her react this way... and yet... maybe not violent... maybe still loving, or at least caring in a different way... That thought hit her muzzy brain as she arched, screaming into orgasm again with the forced spreading of her tight walls, the probing finger feeling both incredibly welcome and painfully large.

Stormbringer’s left hand squirmed further under the girl, cupping much of her sex and holding her lips spread open, engorged clit pressing down into his palm as he slowly drove the invasive finger deeper into her tight little hole. Naiya spasmed and kicked, each movement bringing fresh discomfort, almost pain, to her glow-in-the-dark round little rump, but she couldn’t stop it. Her moans and sobs became roughened, almost hoarse with both exhaustion and a lust she couldn’t understand, her tiny snatch relaxing and yielding in centimetres, hot wet walls gripping the finger hard in between kicks.

Slowly sliding the finger out of her, Stormbringer took Naiya’s waist in both hands and lifted her up, body still bent almost double, turning the girl to face himself while upside down and lifting higher so that her legs dangled back over his shoulders, causing her to squeak in panic as she was swung and turned around. Naiya was feeling dizzy, almost completely disconnected from the rest of the world save for the hands and touches on her body. She struggled uselessly for a moment, serving only to cause abrasions on her wrists and the back of her neck before suddenly stiffening as the man brought her wide open sex to his mouth and slowly lapped from clit to anus; the nymph moaning incredibly loudly as his tongue stroked across her hypersensitive areas.

Holding the dryad’s weight easily, the little body felt as light as a feather in Stormbringer’s grip while he breathed the scent of her sex just below his nostrils and explored the wet folds with his tongue, tracing swollen labia and stiff inner lips, licking over the upright nub of her clit. Naiya was now very much gone... lost in the sensations the man made in her body, feet kicking in a spastic rhythm on his back as he licked and played with her sopping wet sex. Her head fell back, hair falling down to tickle and drag against his legs except for strands that were sticking to her sweaty skin like green lace outlining. The emperor’s tongue flicked ceaselessly over and around Naiya’s clit, moving the little bud around and from side to side, tasting her juices on his tongue as he worked to stimulate that little organ, lashing over the nub again and again while holding her body in the required position.

Naiya screamed quietly, throat raw from too much use as she came again, legs clamped hard around the human’s face, clit throbbing in time with nipples that felt ready to shoot off her burning-up body, bottom hurting from clenching too hard for too long after abuse, but this too was... good... She squeezed everything... legs around his head, sex and anus, all muscles so rigid with the sex-lightning inside of her... mind just spinning... lost... barely still floating in an angry sea of emotions and sensation.

The huge man was moving Naiya’s body about easily despite her squirming, holding her against himself with one arm, tongue teasing the entrance to her cunt and anus, and the strip of skin between them, while using his free hand to pull his kilt back and expose the length of a rigid penis. Then taking hold of the girl’s waist again in both hands, he turned her upright and faced the nymph away from himself while moving to grip under her thighs, pressing them tight up against her body and slowly sliding the little dryad down his chest until her spread-open cunt made contact with the head of his anticipating cock. Naiya hardly seemed to notice these things... body shaking and moving like leaves in storm, blind to the world until the touch of a hard, hot probe at her opening. She tried to protest... to make a noise or stop... but nothing but more moans came out.

Holding the little body like a toy, Stormbringer slowly moved Naiya up and down on his shaft, not rushing or forcing anything, just allowing the tight little snatch to spread open at it's own pace each time he impaled it, the slick juices bathing the man’s large cock and lubricating it's deeper passage in and out of Naiya’s cunt. At first she hung limply in the grasp, afraid to even breathe as that pole was shoved into her most sensitive of places, yet soon her abused sex and bottom began to clench and release on the invasive shaft in a manner almost of welcome.

Stormbringer used her body slowly and steadily to arouse his cock, sliding her up and down on it and feeling the tightness of the nymph’s sex clasping the sensitive skin of his shaft.

”Iiikkkuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu” Naiya sobbed and screamed as the orgasm slammed through her tiny form, her sex seeming stretched out of all shape grasping the impaling shaft like a wet velvet glove in a fist, rippling in response to the so confusing sensations that had been caused in her. Her hair flew around, sticking to her wet body and to the man who was taking her, as her sore little bottom rubbed so strangely painful yet somehow arousing, against his stomach each time his cock shoved back inside her.

”Aaaannnggggg...” Holding the little nymph like a toy, Stormbringer slid her tight cunt up and down, his cock twitching as her sex convulsed around sensitive skin, Naiya’s body a scarcely noticed weight in his hands, total attention centred on the feel of her wrapped around his shaft.

“Mmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannn...” Naiya tossed her head and screamed again, eyes screwed tight as she tried to handle the incredible overload of sensations, feeling as though she was drowning, yet also somehow... protected while doing it. Her muscles spasmed and her body shook, dripping wet sex clasping hard on the human cock as she was raised and lowered again and again, causing yet another wave of sexual energy to threaten what little mental grip she had left.

Stormbringer’s balls were tightening, hard and high under his shaft, Naiya’s under-body bumping down onto them with each deep penetration of her sex. The tight clasping around his cock accelerated the man’s arousal and it took a lot of self-control not to just give in and release into her small frame but he was determined she would remember this event for the rest of her life, intent more on creating an impression in her mind than on just using the girl for simple pleasure. So he concentrated hard and kept driving the little dryad from orgasm to orgasm while waiting for the right time.

Naiya shuddered harder, her body strangely both fighting and accepting the designs on her. Her limbs thrashed against StormBringer’s grip, the vibrations transmitting to the squeeze of her hot, stretched little sex around his hard shaft, and causing her sore bottom to bump with more force against his stomach and lap each time. Her screams became more hoarse and more thick with emotions too complex to understand as she just... gave up, surrendering to the waves of pain… pleasure… lust that the man made... and was engulfed.

Sensing the change Stormbringer began to move the little dryad up and down faster and faster, driving her body down onto his cock in a series of hard and fast impalements that made him breathe heavily and caused his cock to twitch hard in its impatient desire to unload itself into the girl. Then abruptly the man moved things around again, rolling over so she was below him on the bed, still with knees tight under her body, his larger frame covering the nymph’s small figure as he balanced himself and began to jerk his hips, using the greater freedom of this position to piston the thick cock in and out of her little cunt.

Naiya sagged in exhaustion against the bed, bright red little bottom still high up and squirming violently with each thrust. The human’s cock seemed almost about to split her in half each time, and with each impalement she opened her mouth to scream out for him to please stop... yet she didn't quite do it. Her pained/excited panting and raw moans and cries were half muffled by the cloth as her bound hands clenched and pulled at her own hair to be doing something... as yet another wave slammed through the little nymph.

StormBringer gave in to the sensations, slamming his cock faster into the stretched open hole of Naiya’s cunt and concentrating on the feel of it as it stroked up and down her inner walls, the sensation causing his balls to tighten again and the shaft to swell as its seed was drawn slowly upwards before suddenly spurting out. Jerking his cock hard, deep inside the little nymph, her was vaguely aware of the cum erupting to splatter her insides and overflow, running down two sets of thighs and pooling under their bodies.

”AAAaaiiiinnggg!!!!! Hooott... g..greeaatt tree... that... hurts.... but... but...” Naiya screamed, howling and spasming underneath the man, every muscle protesting the overload of her nerves, her sex convulsing around his shaft as the warm essence filled her small body to overflowing. Her bottom flexed and quivered, each motion also reminding her of the punishment she took, the blend of sensations overtaking her and robbing her of speech and connected thought.

StormBringer enjoyed the sensation of releasing after such a long time of controlling himself the previous day, cock seeming to pump endless spurts of warm fluid into the little body while he growled deep in his throat, body pressing down on top of the girl unconscious of the way it pushed her deep into the bed. Naiya screamed one last time as the cock seemed to swell even larger within her as it pumped out its load into her sweaty little body. With a massive shudder, her sex clamped down like a vice and she bucked once, the most powerful surge of emotion/sensation she had ever felt picking up her mind and shaking her like a kitten in the mouth of a wolf, then she passed out, falling limp beneath the emperor.

StormBringer continued until he was quite done, then slowly relaxed, easing his weight off the nymph and gradually allowing his cock to slide out of the abused little hole of her cunt, sliding over to one side to lie on the bed facing her and waiting for the girl to recover. Eventually Naiya stirred weakly, moaning, eyes clenched tight as she wasn’t sure she wanted to face the world yet. Her bound wrists struggled against the tie, and she shivered from a chill both mental and physical. Then she curled up into a sobbing little ball, wincing and whimpering as abused muscles and other body parts protested, and cried hard enough to shake the bed.

After taking the time to unfasten the bonds, Stormbringer put a loose arm around the small form. Naiya stiffened for a moment, then sagged back against the man’s chest and arms and cried even harder. Her sobs sounded as though her heart was breaking, a well of feelings that were incredibly tangled together overflowing from her tiny form.

Naiya slowly stopped her crying, the bed beneath her body soaked from her tears, sweat, and the mixed fluids seeping out of her sex. Breathing heavily, she just lay there; eyes still squeezed shut, looking fragile as a soap bubble. StormBringer stroked her hair and back gently with his spare hand while still holding the nymph against himself with his arm, breaking silence at last.

”Well little dryad, is pain always such a bad thing?”

”What.... did you do to me?” Naiya asked in a low, almost dull and cracking voice.

”I think you know what I did. So I guess you mean how, or why?”

Naiya shivered again, her back rubbing against the man’s stomach as she winced and tried to pull her damaged bottom away from contact. “Yes... no... I don't know... both.”

StormBringer turned the girl easily so she was facing against himself before replying, feeling her firm little breasts press into his side. “I didn't just choose you at random, girl. I recognized that thing inside you which I knew could react well to what I want from a slave. Of course you didn't see it yourself and your ... earlier experiences.... had left you with a different view of pain and sex. So I ... demonstrated.... gave you a chance to let the inner you find it's way out when you lost control. Now you can deny it to yourself if you will, but you know some part of you always needed to be used in this way. And now you will always know it.”

Naiya started crying again, silently this time, not pulling away, big fat tears sliding down her face from under her closed lids as the shivers wracked her small body, causing her still shamefully stiff nipples to wiggle and press against the man’s side. “....why am I this way? What is 'this way'? Am I... broken?”

”Do you feel broken? Or do you feel more complete... more free than you have been? Do you not know inside yourself that the thing which has always been missing in the past has now been released from its hiding place to make you complete? As to anything else...“ Stormbringer grimaced, “The why and the what.... you are what you are but until now you didn't know it. It's nothing but a way to explore responses... to feel everything you are capable of feeling...”

”It's.... it's... not right... pain... is wrong... it’s a signal to stop... or to avoid something... I.... I'm a dryad... I'm supposed to be... free... and in my forest.... not... not...” Naiya stumbled to a stop, still crying silently, hopelessly confused by all that had happened, in much more than just physical discomfort, and dreadfully tired from all the exertion. But it didn’t occur to her to pull away, or even leave through the doorway.

”Pain can be a warning, or it can be an end to itself or, as you just found out, it can be a part of something bigger, a mingling of sensations that with the right person can create an effect much stronger than the absence of pain. I don't feel what you feel so I can't explain it more. I just know how to create the feelings inside you that, if you are honest with yourself, you know are not unwelcome to you. All this is really is an attempt for you to accept yourself as the person I have shown you. I accept you and welcome the fact you are as you are. Now we need to get you to like the new 'you'”

Naiya sniffled, the words bouncing around inside her like little hornets, stinging with both sincerity and truth in a way she wasn’t sure she wanted to face. “Wh...why do you do this to me? What... makes you right to change me? And... what do you... do you get from it?” She cried out, almost in agony, wanting to be angry... needing to be comforted from this big, scary thing that she was fighting not to understand. Or perhaps she was fighting to hold futilely on to what thought she was and won't be again.

StormBringer sighed a bit to himself as he hugged the dryad tighter, enjoying the game on some level but also slightly weary of the stubborn reluctance to accept what was self-evident. Naiya winced and struggled for a moment against the hug, then melted into the embrace, too confused to be alone, even though the man was the source of her torment, both past physically, and present spiritually. She felt alien, strange to herself, but even as hurt, and tired as she was, her body was still warm and pliable, and her nipples stood stubbornly erect. “I don’t change you. I just show you what is already there. Why do I do it? I do it for myself of course, because I know what you can be and I value that. It's something... someone... I want.”

”Som... something you want... that isn't... normal? W… why do you... want to hurt me? To... make me be other than I was? Aaaaaaa... I mean am! Am!”

The emperor stifled another sigh and didn’t reply directly to those questions. “I've lost track of when your given time is up. But it seems you need to rest and have some time with the new you, so let's see how this works... do you want to stay here and find out more, or do you want to run away from me and from yourself?” Naiya stiffened as the choice was suddenly pressed on her. Then she sniffled hard, a small tremor shaking through her body, and slumped back again.

”I.... have to know. I... won't leave. Yet.” she replied in a low voice, almost as if she didn't want to hear herself saying this.

”Well then, what say you get a bath and sleep for a while, and then we can see what the morning brings?” Not trusting herself to speak, the little nymph just nodded and got up; hair sticking to her sweaty little body, following the man as her tears slowly stopped falling.

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