The Red Room
Lilliana Roslyn's POV.
Unedited.
After the long hug, Adrian leads me to a cabin across from the breadth of the lake which I hadn't noticed before.
During the small exploring I did inside the cabin, I had realize that all colours in this place partake to mostly brown.
Starting from the doors that are painted in thick plain brown while the threshold are painted in sandy-cream. The woody walls are coloured in deep plain amber. The furnitures like tables, desk, cabinets and cupboards are coloured in caramel-like chocolate. The other kinds of furniture like; couches, recliner and other foamy materials are coloured in either whites or hazel.
Adrian explains to me that this is one of his many penthouse that he has across the globe. Meaning that he has penthouses in each continents. He truly owns the world for sure.
Finally, after checking out the beauty of the outside and inside, we're currently in Adrian's bedroom and to say the room is not exquisite or luxurious is an absolute lie.
The materials are amazing to the touch and the smell that this place has is filled with nature. The scent of the flowers spread across every fiber of the land.
"Which room is that?" I ask as we are walking out to the corridor that leads to Adrian's room and the other rooms. Excitement, lacing my words. Adrian is behind me as he has been ever since I started wondering this cabin.
He doesn't answer for a while before he says, changing the topic. "You haven't eaten since morning. How about we go to the kitchen? I've some spaghetti we can warm and eat."
Some part of me wanted to press, but I restrained. When he's ready to open up, he will willingly.
"I've eaten-" I start to say but he cut me off.
"Is that what you call food- junk food?"
"Whatever. It's sustained me."
He barked a laugh and I giggle. "Plantain chips and red wine sustained you? Come on, let's get some real food."
"If it wasn't for the spaghetti involved, I wouldn't have agreed easily." I say.
"Whatever." He says and wave his hands over one another in a scissors-like manner.
"Yeah. Whatever!" I groan as I try to keep up with him.
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After eating the spaghetti and supping it down with some fruit juice, Adrian and I decide to watch some human movies from before the life changing war started.
By the time I got to the living room, Adrian's already connected the video-player to the TV. After hours of watching, we finally drift off to sleep on the couch, in a couple-like manner- Adrian's head rest on my shoulders while my head rest on his.
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A straining masculine whimper awakes me from sleep. I roll my eyes as I hear that the whimper is coming from beside me.
Adrian has curled up his upper body and he's shaking uncontrollably. Veins pokes out each time he jerks, mostly from his neck. He's muttering some incoherent words as his forehead wrinkle and goes back to shape. From the looks of things, he looks scared. He's most likely having a nightmare. A really bad one.
Quickly, I stand from beside him and rest his head on the couch's arm. His closed eyes squint as I climb over him. My knees are on both sides of his jerking waist and are resting on the couch.
"Adrian!" I whisper-yell at him and smack his cheeks lightly.
"Hey!" I call more loudly this time as I increase the gentle smacking on his cheeks.
His voice raises suddenly before his eyes snap open and they focus on me.
I stop, shocked of what's happening. My breathing hitches as he stares at me for a brief moment more. His eyes are glowing an intense hazel light and they look like they are going to harm anything that comes their way.
He doesn't look like someone who's scared few minutes ago. Now, he looks like one who creates it.
"You..I.." I try to say something but Adrian cuts me off by flipping us and I release a light yelp from the sudden reaction.
He's now on top of me, supporting most of his weight by his hands. I might splat if he rest fully on me.
His eyes continue to glow but the light they emit is low. Streams of emotions runs past his eyes that I couldn't decipher.
His hypnotizing voice kicks in and I can tell that his three-selves are present. "Ana..." Trailing off his words, the next thing my brain takes in, is Adrian's lips crashing into mine hungrily.
He doesn't take back. So predatory. He wanted to take me fastly and feed on my lips as he wish but due to his sudden reaction that I'm still solving, he makes his own way when I didn't open my mouth. His hands moves from my cheeks and trails down, leaving goosebumps and heats on every last spot.
When they reach my waist, they press lightly before he goes to my ass and press it. I gasp.
He doesn't loss the opportunity as he dips into my mouth. His lips latch my throat, not painfully that they cause sensations, I couldn't pinpoint but one thing I'm sure of is that they send tingles of pleasure around me.
I feel the bulge in his pants tightens on my womanhood that's wet for him
One of my hands take a fistful of his hair and tug at them while another go to his back and pull at the delicate skin.
His muscles twitch and the rate of which his chest moves up and down increases. He continues to press his horse-hood against my wet folds. I moan into his mouth, enjoying this little and hungry game of ours. Rushes of emotions sprint into my mind- pain, sympathy, doubt, uncertainty, lust, love, betrayal, lost, and many more that makes my stomach want to clutch.
In a while more, inconveniency start to crawl on me due to lack of breathing. Adrian pulls back just in time and I open my eyes to see his. He stares at me, a grin on his delicious lips as they twitch to one side.
His eyes are still hungry as he continue to look at me. I, on the other side stares at him too while I try to take in oxygen. Our chest sync via our rapid breathing.
"Please don't leave me." He mutter but my human ears heard him nevertheless. I can never leave him. His hands take strands of my hair that are spread around the couch's arm.
"You told me to open up to you, Ana." He says and I nod, even as he isn't asking a question.
"I want to." His face shows another set of seriousness. A strict kind. "I want to show you part of my sadistic life. Come on." He tilt his head to a side in a nodding motion.
Taking his hefty frame from above me, his hands pull me up from the couch. We walk beside each other to the corridor and from my peripheral vision, I see that the TV screen die suddenly.
Glancing back, I sight the remote floating mid-air before going back to lie on the glassy table. I smile and shake my head.
We turn and walk side by side to the red-painted door I asked him about earlier. What's happening?
When we reach there, Adrian motion with his hand for me to move closer. I did and when I'm near the door, it opens robotically and a low buzzing sound emit from it.
"This is my sadism life." I hear him whisper from behind as his shoe clicks towards me. And then it clicks, hope it's not what I'm thinking?
Adrian's hand on my waist beckons my legs to walk further into the room. As I see the inside, I gasp.
Adrian seems to tense beside me. "It's called..." I complete with him. "...The red room."
I've seen lots of these in the academy, especially during the dators training. This is why I used to believe that there's none of the slavery title (emits, dators, emunctor lactis) that's good or more benefiting. But that's only when you can think straight.
Take for example, rooms like this are used to train the female-dator into a submissive sex slave that will only please their dominant, be it humans or benders.
When one's categorize as a dator, their life changes instantly. They'll be trained sexually in such a way that the only thing they'll strive and yearn for every time of their life will be sex.
They'll want pleasures each seconds. And without being forced, they'll do every limit in bondage sex. Including the hard limits. They wouldn't be scared even if it's going to destroy their organs.
On the side of the male human, they'll be trained to be the dominant, in a way that what they too will crave for only sex. Even after ejaculation in which normally they'll need some minutes as break before being able to have sex again. Theirs will be different since they would have been injected with sexual enhancement drugs. They can have multiple sex every time.
Seeing this room, brings back many bad memories that makes me irk benders. That makes me want to kill them all. It brings back the sadness that benders are dreadful creatures that deserve hell.
Like a trance, I don't know when my legs take me in. Adrian's a feet behind me. I can feel his gaze burning my back.
I don't even take in the description of the room because it makes me want to puke. Perhaps in another circumstances, I might like a place like this.
I walk closer and my hands brush past the items. The one, I'm currently touching has a band handle, long elastic cane-like structure and a rubber tip.
"Used for spankees." Adrian says from behind me and I gulp. I don't even want to ask him anything because I don't know if I can take it yet questions are bombarding my mind, wanting to voice out. Can I really handle him? Am I his light? Can I change all this that's built in him?
Random questions pop into my mind. I just nod and go further. I see bondage items, well arranged on their categories. Leather cuffs, men tie, cloth bands, thick ropes.
Thick ropes? Makes me remember the earlier discussion of Rita and Oliver.
"It's called a flogger." Adrian labels from behind me when I touch the whippy item.
"Butt plugs." He further label as I move on to another.
"Head clamps." He continues and I finally stop, having enough. "Please talk to me, Ana." I swallow another lump. What can I say? I don't want to say anything I might regret. I asked him to open up to me and now that he has, I need to accept this part of his and change it.
But for now, I don't want to talk about this. "Can I get a place to sleep? I'm tired."
It takes a few moment before Adrian react. "Sure, this way."
He leads me out of the red room, all in silence to another room.
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A/N=
So guys, I've been thinking of this scene in my mind. You know, benders are sadistic creatures that vent out their anger through things like pain. Just like the sadist they are, if they're going to be punishing human, they'll need to do it mentally, physically and sexually.
So this is the part of their lives that hurt humans sexually. Through sex slavery and bondages.
All next mature scenes will be fully described and they wouldn't contain any assault that involves pain or whatever. I hate it too. So, I strictly won't include sexual assault.
