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Queen Azshara
The Queen watched as Dath'Remar locked the girl into the shackles. The young whelp had even thanked her for the honour. However, that was because Dath'Remar had made out that this was going to be a demonstration. To his credit, it was a demonstration of sort. Queen Azshara made a mental note to watch him more carefully, his quick wit and cunning could present a threat if he were to be tempted by her enemies.
Once Ailara was tethered to the room, the chains hanging limply and dragging on the floor, Queen Azshara got gracefully to her feet and swept over to her. Despite the fact that the girl's pride was sorely lacking, her body was quite incredible. Her breasts were a wonderful size and sat pertly on a smooth chest. Her hips were flared in just the right place and the skin on her beautiful face was flawless.
"Tell me Ailara, what was it that you were doing with Dath'Remar when I summoned him?" The Queen asked, keeping her voice even and measured. The foolish girl looked at Dath'Remar for a second before looking back at her Queen. "You will look at me, not at him." Queen Azshara said warningly. It would be the first and the last. She had not the patience for this insolence.
"I was servicing him My Queen." Ailara said quietly, her voice but a mere squeak of nervousness.
"And what is your role in my service?" Queen Azshara asked.
"An Initiate, My Queen. I have just been placed into the Guard." Ailara replied, her voice a little stronger.
"You work in the Guard?" The Queen asked, her tone sharpening, her keen eyes focusing on the girl.
"Yes My Queen." Ailara replied, her eyes widening in apprehension as she saw her liege's ire rising.
"The Guard was formed to keep my palace and myself safe. What part of you thought that it was acceptable to whore yourself out, and in doing so, compromise my safety?" The Queen was having a hard time controlling her anger again. It came upon her in waves that grew stronger and stronger as it took longer for her to sate.
Ailara looked between the Queen and Dath' Remar frantically now. When she turned to the male her eyes were pleading, imploring, desperate. When she looked back at Her Queen it was clear that she had finally discovered what sort of demonstration this would be.
"Clearly you didn't think." Queen Azshara answered for her. "And not thinking is worse than thinking. I will not tolerate careless and selfish people in my Guard."
Queen Azshara made a sweeping gesture with her hands and with a mighty rushing sound the chains were suddenly pulled taught. Stretching the girls arms to the roof, suspending her so that her toes were barely touching the floor. As she was strung up like a macabre banner, the whelp screamed in pain. Weak. Azshara strode towards her, slowly stroking the long smooth handle of the whip she had selected. The girl's eyes fell on it and widened further.
"You have made three mistakes today. The first was failing your duty. The second was disrespecting myself. The third was completely and utterly insulting not only your honour, but that of our sex." Azshara flicked her wrist and let the leather thongs of the whip hiss through the air dangerously.
Azshara stepped closer to Ailara so that they were face to face, merely a hairsbreadth apart. She brought the metal ball at the end of the whip up to stroke the girl's pretty face.
"Listen to me Ailara, and listen well. Females get nowhere by selling themselves and allowing their bodies to be used for the pleasure of males. You have to own your body- only then will you own your honour. Today you have committed a cardinal sin not only against myself, but against your own soul. This is why you will be punished." Queen Azshara said.
"You, Dath'Remar, are not to escape punishment." Queen Azshara turned towards Dath'Remar slowly, swishing the whip backwards and forwards in the air beside her legs "You have betrayed my by focusing on your base urges at the cost of our cause. You have allowed your inferiors to see behaviour which they should not only be above, but that they should detest. You, Dath'Remar, are nothing but my instrument. You need to purge yourself of your imperfections. Today, I will begin that purge."
As quick as a flash of lightning the whip sung through the air and made contact with Dath'Remar's staff and the skin around it.
The Queen watched as Dath'Remar locked the girl into the shackles. The young whelp had even thanked her for the honour. However, that was because Dath'Remar had made out that this was going to be a demonstration. To his credit, it was a demonstration of sort. Queen Azshara made a mental note to watch him more carefully, his quick wit and cunning could present a threat if he were to be tempted by her enemies.
Once Ailara was tethered to the room, the chains hanging limply and dragging on the floor, Queen Azshara got gracefully to her feet and swept over to her. Despite the fact that the girl's pride was sorely lacking, her body was quite incredible. Her breasts were a wonderful size and sat pertly on a smooth chest. Her hips were flared in just the right place and the skin on her beautiful face was flawless.
"Tell me Ailara, what was it that you were doing with Dath'Remar when I summoned him?" The Queen asked, keeping her voice even and measured. The foolish girl looked at Dath'Remar for a second before looking back at her Queen. "You will look at me, not at him." Queen Azshara said warningly. It would be the first and the last. She had not the patience for this insolence.
"I was servicing him My Queen." Ailara said quietly, her voice but a mere squeak of nervousness.
"And what is your role in my service?" Queen Azshara asked.
"An Initiate, My Queen. I have just been placed into the Guard." Ailara replied, her voice a little stronger.
"You work in the Guard?" The Queen asked, her tone sharpening, her keen eyes focusing on the girl.
"Yes My Queen." Ailara replied, her eyes widening in apprehension as she saw her liege's ire rising.
"The Guard was formed to keep my palace and myself safe. What part of you thought that it was acceptable to whore yourself out, and in doing so, compromise my safety?" The Queen was having a hard time controlling her anger again. It came upon her in waves that grew stronger and stronger as it took longer for her to sate.
Ailara looked between the Queen and Dath' Remar frantically now. When she turned to the male her eyes were pleading, imploring, desperate. When she looked back at Her Queen it was clear that she had finally discovered what sort of demonstration this would be.
"Clearly you didn't think." Queen Azshara answered for her. "And not thinking is worse than thinking. I will not tolerate careless and selfish people in my Guard."
Queen Azshara made a sweeping gesture with her hands and with a mighty rushing sound the chains were suddenly pulled taught. Stretching the girls arms to the roof, suspending her so that her toes were barely touching the floor. As she was strung up like a macabre banner, the whelp screamed in pain. Weak. Azshara strode towards her, slowly stroking the long smooth handle of the whip she had selected. The girl's eyes fell on it and widened further.
"You have made three mistakes today. The first was failing your duty. The second was disrespecting myself. The third was completely and utterly insulting not only your honour, but that of our sex." Azshara flicked her wrist and let the leather thongs of the whip hiss through the air dangerously.
Azshara stepped closer to Ailara so that they were face to face, merely a hairsbreadth apart. She brought the metal ball at the end of the whip up to stroke the girl's pretty face.
"Listen to me Ailara, and listen well. Females get nowhere by selling themselves and allowing their bodies to be used for the pleasure of males. You have to own your body- only then will you own your honour. Today you have committed a cardinal sin not only against myself, but against your own soul. This is why you will be punished." Queen Azshara said.
"You, Dath'Remar, are not to escape punishment." Queen Azshara turned towards Dath'Remar slowly, swishing the whip backwards and forwards in the air beside her legs "You have betrayed my by focusing on your base urges at the cost of our cause. You have allowed your inferiors to see behaviour which they should not only be above, but that they should detest. You, Dath'Remar, are nothing but my instrument. You need to purge yourself of your imperfections. Today, I will begin that purge."
As quick as a flash of lightning the whip sung through the air and made contact with Dath'Remar's staff and the skin around it.
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