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To be SOMEBODY at last. NOT, just an equal, not just someone the others, could ridicule or taunt. HE WAS here now, with this race of primitives and they, were his to do with as he pleased.
Things had happened so fast, the way they had, in the end submitted themselves to his will, his power over them? Weak, spineless.
TO them? They would worship him as a God!
To be revered. He would settle for nothing less!
That hag, under his control, was the ace and how he played it as he ordered them to lift their eyes; pay attention! In his mind, one thought that prevailed. He had to make sure that there could be no misunderstanding, that he WAS their master.
She, the hag, to them was omnipotent. A challenge to his power, his substance, his being; as their master. He had to prove to them, to humiliate and SUBJUGATE their Queen?
To relieve the frustration the rage the fury that they had given him when they had dared, to question their God.
In front of them all, he ripped the clothing off their Queen. It had crossed his mind that she was not as young as some of them, nor as beautiful. BUT for him? Desire had nothing to do with this.
WHO she was and what she represented to them outweighed all of that. The thought of having their Queen defiled in front of all of them? She was, so Loki had told him, a virgin?
Untouched by any? He had not dwelt upon how if that were the truth, how was Arvania her ‘daughter’ ? Caught up in the moment, it was not, he reckoned, something to dwell upon.
The act itself was easy. If he had thought, that it would be simply a demonstration of his ultimate power, to have, to take whatever he wanted? He was about to realize, as he beat her down and took her, in front of them all?
A pleasure, beyond all reason. Such he had never known! His loins thrusting at her like someone possessed! The full on adrenalin flush, that raced through his body, as he raped her and raped her.
The screams from her, as he sensed her body being ripped open, her thighs prised apart, his manhood savagely, tearing into her. Loki had not lied to him.
This was, an untouched VIRGIN!
The thought of that, with him, being the first to have her? Released the animal, the BEAST. in all its fury. He raped her again and again, to the point he was exhausted.
He staggered off her. Kicking her to one side, as bruised and bleeding, she laid there. Barely alive. In her thoughts? She wished she was dead. For how she felt, the way this animal had defiled her, abused her, beaten her down, in front of her people.
The true horror, the terror, the nightmare of it all? The knowledge, that everything she had sensed at their base camp, had come to reality. This beast this monster, was far worse, than the Fodawke.
He dressed.
She was nothing to him. Loki offered him some refreshments as he sat with her, eating and drinking. They stayed on their knees, heads down, as he had ordered them to do.
Talking to her, she was begging him?
That hag, Esleha?
Loki smiled. “I want her power. You know I will serve you master! Take the device from her forehead and give it to me!“ Loki explained what it symbolised and why she must have it!
“With that, no one will dare, argue with me and I, will make sure, your commands will be obeyed, my King.“
She slid back the tunic, she was wearing to allow his hands to roam over her body as he explored her, the thought of having her had him tingling and YET, he was exhausted!
He smiled at her. “I will have you later.“ He stepped over to remove the object from Esleha.
The symbol of her power as Queen? She went to stop him, summoning up the will to shove his hand to one side. He lashed out at her his fist slamming into her face, her head jerked back.
As she fell back, her head hitting the floor, his hand grabbing hold of her hair, jerking her head up, so that his other hand, holding a small but powerful laser could burn into her skin.
Around the embedded object, until he could remove it. Tearing it from her. It left a hole, where it had been! Blood running down her face. The thing whatever it was was now being passed to Loki?
She was holding it, in her hand, whilst throwing the pieces that had been skin, to the ground. Before placing what was left onto her forehead. It glowed. She screamed. He moved to grab her, to stop her falling forwards.
The object sealed itself, into her forehead, just like it had been with the hag? She turned, dropped to her knees, bowed to him! He went over to Esleha and removed the inhibitor.
The strands, previously embedded into her brain retracted, causing her to convulse. Stepping back from her he hissed at her.
"Loki as my Queen, will keep you, under control!"
Two females, came over, to drop to their knees in front of him, begging him, to let them attend to Esleha? Minutes later they were at her side. They treated her wounds, some herbs and other things applied to ease the pain.
Dahhon moved away from them, leaving the others in the chamber, still on their knees. Stepping out into the daylight above with Loki at his side.Those in the compound she had told to go about their normal activities.
Esleha, could hardly move, her arm was broken, her ribs bruised and her whole body racked with pain. “We must go to the ‘Qwesa.“ One of them whispered.
“You will be safe there. “
“But I, do not have the device! Without it, we will not be able to get in.“ “Then we, must bide our time and take it off that treacherous bitch, when she sleeps “ One of them nodded. “I will do it tonight!“ She leaned into Esleha, comforting her. “I am so sorry my Queen.“ Esleha gripped her arm. “It is not your fault.“
Dahhan had made it clear, to Loki, that she would be punished, IF he, returned and found, her people less than humble in his presence! She was not, to expect the respect from her people, she was to demand it!
Anyone caught refusing or insulting that status, will be punished and if she wanted, she had the power to execute any she thought should be !
Loki already had plans on who, she would be terminating, most from Esleha's kith and kin. He liked, her ideas and accepted, she knew, it was necessary, to protect their power.
Leaving, using the navigational recorder, to pinpoint the route back to his craft.
Telling her, he would return in the morning, when he would decide, what he was going to
do next. In the meantime, she had to make them clear an area next to the compound, for him to be able to land his craft. “Use whips on them, if they refuse.”
Loki had not, been slow, to take advantage of, her acquired status AND power.
Those she wanted taken prisoner or executed on the spot. Were soon discovering, that having her, as an enemy, would prove a terrible mistake.
Arvania was on her list. She had to be removed! The daughter of that hag.
Loki entered the Royal chamber. She saw Arvania struggling and clearly still recovering, Weak, barely able to move. Stood next to the Queen. Comforting her, asking her forgiveness.
Loki had already decided, she was not only going to kill her, but her mother, aswell! She made them more than aware of the fact that she had already killed two of Esleha’s most loyal supporters.
The others, to be rounded up and executed. She moved to hit out at Arvania.
Two Cflen, turned on her. Tried to stop her. Arvania lashed out, her fist with all of the strength she could bring to force, hitting her full on in the throat It caught Loki completely by surprise, she had believed her to be too weak.
Now Arvania, was shoving her back. her fingers scrambling across her forehead seizing hold of the almost, but not completely, embedded device.
Loki tried in vain to stop her from tearing the object, from her forehead. Arvania found, much to her relief, that it had not, had time enough, to bond fully. Or was it not bonding at all? Some of Loki’s skin, came away with it causing her to scream.
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