"Does it hurt?"
It was seemingly rhetorical question, given there were 4 knives sticking out of Anon's chest, blood ran down his torso and onto the ground
He made that mistake in the past, same with assuming it was a snide taunt and responding with snark
That was an express ticket to absolute hell
Kronii wanted honesty, above all else
"Y-Ye--coughcough--yes...it hurts like hell..."
Kronii was standing above him, cold, neutral expression on her face
Her eyes were like the bloodmoons, her long fangs a stark reminder of her true nature
She was otherwise naked, only decoration of her pale body being the red smears of blood she applied to her skin
"Good."
Her hand was resting on top of the fourth knife, the last that was driven into him
Suddenly, she gripped it and twisted it
Anon body gave violent reaction, tensing up as he roared in pain
A quick jab into his chest quickly removed his ability to do so, air removed from his lungs and ribs cracked
"Be quiet"
Attempts to catch his breath were severely hindered by the feeling of lightheadedness due to blood loss
This didn't improve when she moved her legs to each side of his head, lowering her soaked cunt on it
"Now scream all you want"
Her words were just as cold as her skin, which painted a strange contrast with the heat radiating from her pussy
Struggle to remain conscious caused Anon to forget his own notes, not realizing it was a command
Displeased, Kronii's hand reached out to the bruised that formed from her punch ion his left side
She applied pressure to it, her nails inking into the skin and piercing it
This made him scream indeed, although all the noise was muffled by Kronii's hairy cunt
Her taste and odor filled his mind, surprisingly sweet for such a cruel woman
The vibrations of his pained noises stimulated her pussy, sending a pleasant shiver down her spine
Although the act of hurting him stimulated her even more
When the pain subsided and Anon started to calm down, Kronii took measures to prevent him from resting
Gripping his right arm, She lifted it up and plunged her knife into his wrist, moving it around to cause as much damage as possible
If it wasn't for the blood lost slowly shutting down his body, Anon would have screamed until her vocal cords were irreparably damaged
But, as he also learned, nothing was "irreparable" for Kronii
Just as his consciousness was about to permanently leave his him, the vampiric Warden got up
Suddenly, his body was restored to the pre-torture state, not a scratch on his skin
But the mental effects reminded, feeling light-headed, phantom pain reminding him every injury he suffered
He was once again given no time to recover, as he was suddenly lifted up and tossed into an armchair
Kronii straddled him, looking into his eyes
The coldness and apathy were gone, replaced with lust and need
This was Kronii's idea of foreplay, brutalizing him until she felt horny enough to fuck him
And it wasn't exclusively hers, as the mix of pain, fear and adrenaline flooding his veins caused his cock to stand at attention
Not to mention her perfect body, which was impossible to not be aroused by, no matter how much pain it caused him
Kronii didn't waist any time, slamming her hips down and swallowing his girth
She set a rapid pace, pinning Anon down and forcing him to take it
After setting into the rhythm, Kronii leaned forward and sank her teeth into his neck, drawing blood which she immediately started licking up
Anon let out a mix of pleasured moan and pained groan
His arms rose to grope her tits, his fingers sinking into the soft orbs
She returned to favor quickly, her hands resting on his chest and her nails sinking into his flesh, enough to draw blood
Anon was first to cum, his cock pumping load after load inside Kronii's womb, yet she was nowhere close yet
She continued to ride him through his second and third orgasm, her powers preventing him form going soft
Each orgasm was also "awarded" with fresh set of bruises and scratches
Finally, when his mind was starting to gave up from the mix of stimuli, Kronii suddenly slammed herself down, her walls clamping down on his cock like a vice
Sending him into his fourth release, they screamed together, voices of pleasure mixing in the air into deafening cacophony
Suddenly the scenery changed, they were no laying on the bed in their bedroom
Anon wasn't sure if it was her powers or simply him passing out, but he didn't care
Instead, he embraced her body, seeking comfort in her presence
In return, her fingers traced his bruises and cuts, this time only teasingly, pressing only hard enough to make him wince rather than scream
"Satisfied, darling?"
With tears in his eyes, Anon simply nodded, burying his face into her breasts
"Good, me too."
Anon's mind flashed back couple of hours, when he asked Kronii for sex, knowing full well what it entailed for him
Was this healthy, normal relationship? No, not at all.
He could feel the strain on his mind and body, feeling like he was about to break and stop being functioning human being
But the alternative of being alone, without her touch, even if it brought terrible pain before any sort of love and affection...
In a sense, it was perfect
Terrible demon of the night, thirsting for blood and pain
And a scared little human, whose ignorance was forcibly ripped from him, now fully aware of the horrors lurking outside
But, at least he was safe, if for a painful, bloody price
He learned to love it, just as he loved her
What was being on the verge of death almost daily compared to being lost, unloved and alone?
A minor annoyance
A fair price
His arms closed even tighter around her, desperately holding on to her
As her arm descended to pat him on his head, new stream of tears streamed down his face and into her cleavage, not ceasing until he slipped into a deep slumber
Despite not needing sleep or rest, Kronii continued to hold him all night, until his cute, sheepish expression came to life once again