Chapter 12
“That was just a warning, Nubia. The first setting.”
Fuck. Then he started giving orders.
Anubis began to speak, his voice low and commanding. "Listen carefully, little mouse," he said, the electricity in the air as charged as the device inserted in my pussy. "I'm going to undo one of your wrist restraints, but you must follow my instructions precisely. If you disobey, you will receive a shock."
My heart crushed in my chest as I struggled to stay still, my mind foggy with excitement and fear. Anubis carefully undid one of the cuffs securing my left wrist, leaving the other one firmly in place. I had no choice but to trust him completely.
"Now, I'm going to give you an order," he stated, his voice all authority. "Take your left hand and touch the tip of your nose." His tone resonated within me, causing my body to respond.
I followed his command precisely, taking my now free left hand and slowly bringing it up to my face. My fingers trembled as they came closer to my nose, the anticipation of the shock still fresh in my mind.
"Good girl," he purred, his voice low and throaty. "Now, take a deep breath."
I followed orders, drawing in a shaky breath. His hands came up to frame my face, his fingers gently cupping my cheeks as he removed the gag. My heart raced as I waited for his next instruction.
"Now, open your mouth and say my name," he commanded, his voice a mix of authority and desire.
I obeyed, opening my mouth and whispering his name.
“I can’t hear you.” The shock device in my pussy sent another jolt of electricity through me, but this time it was accompanied by a sense of submission and pleasure. I couldn't help but moan slightly as I felt his fingers lightly trace the outline of my lips.
Anubis’ breathing grew heavier, his touch becoming more insistent as he traced my face with his hands. "You are mine to command, Nubia," he said, his voice hoarse with desire. "And you will obey me without question."
I nodded, feeling a sense of surrender wash over me. Here, in this room filled with pain and passion, I was his obedient slave. He undid the clamps one by one, each pop sending a wave of relief and pleasure through me. I was shaking, both from the power of the experience and the sheer exhilaration of being in his hands.
“Good girl," he said, his tone filled with satisfaction. "Now, I'm going to undo your right wrist. But remember, you must follow my directions to the letter, or you will be zapped again."
He loosened the chains but bound them around my body tight. Even though I couldn’t see, I could feel the elaborate patterns and knots as he tied me tight.
Though I was bound, I was free to sit up, free from the bed. I could run if I wanted to, attack him, but I didn’t.
"Now, I want you to go down on your knees and crawl to the other side of the room," he commanded. "Feel your way over. Do it slowly. Keep in mind, I’m watching you as I pleasure myself."
I did as I was told, my body responding to his commands without question. The sensation of the cold floor against my knees, the roughness of the chains against my skin, and the anticipation of what was to come all added to the intense experience.
As I neared my destination, Anubis’ voice grew softer, more urgent. "Now, lay down flat, to where you feel the stone against your clit."
Still blind folded, I did so, feeling the rough stone against my skin. His hands came down over mine, holding them in place as he leaned in close to my ear. He had a strange request.
"I want you to pretend that the floor is me," he whispered, his breath warm against my skin. "Touch it, feel it, and know that it's a part of me."
I shivered at his words, feeling a new sense of intimacy and desire. His voice was so close to my ear, and the softness of his breath sent shivers through my naked body. I willed myself to feel the connection between us as I traced the rough stone with my fingers.
"Good girl," he murmured, his voice filled with praise and desire. "I am this stone, little mouse. Hard, unyielding. I’m hard to break. Touch me, get close, and I’ll cut you. Now, I want you to roll over and lie down on your back."
I complied, my body still trembling from the intensity of the experience. But he shocked me.
The gadget in my pussy sent a gentle pulse of electricity through me, a reminder of who was in control and what he could do to me. “That’s for getting too close already.”
As I lay there, my heart battering in my chest, expecting his next command. I was a nervous wreck, not knowing what would happen next.
"Now, Nubia, I want you to reach down and touch yourself for me," he said softly. "Rub your pussy, spread those lips, give me a show. But don’t make a noise. Stay as quiet as possible. Remember, if you disobey, you will be shocked harder."
I heeded his command, my hands shaking slightly as I spread my thighs. It felt so naughty, so wrong to be naked on the rough floor of this jail cell, chained, blindfolded, and pushing my lips apart as I touched myself for him.
“Go deeper, stroke your walls, touch the device inside you.” I obeyed, and I felt the shock device still in place. Touching it, it was is I felt a hum. The electricity was still present, a constant reminder of his power over me.
"Good girl," he said again, his voice a mix of approval and desire. "Now, I want you to touch yourself gently, but don't let me see any signs of pleasure on your face."
Obeying him, I touched myself softly and tried to hide my reaction. But I couldn’t control my face, apparently. My breath quickened as I felt the electricity of the shock device pulsing in time with my heartbeat.
"Now, little mouse," he said. "If you’re going to be in the Skulls, become Nubia, you have to control yourself. You have to keep your mouth shut even when you want to scream. You have to keep the truth off your face. I want you to think about every single thing that has happened to you tonight. Everything that has brought you here, to this moment but don’t react."
I struggled to keep my thoughts in check, focusing on every sensation, every command, and every shock I had endured. Anubis watched me carefully, his eyes intense and focused.
"Good girl," he said, his voice a soft whisper in my ear. "Now, I want you to touch yourself more firmly. Let the pleasure build within you."
I followed his command, my breath hitching as I increased the pressure on my clit. The shock device pulsed lightly in time with my arousal. I didn’t hate it.
Anubis leaned down close to me, his voice low and throaty as he spoke. "Imagine my cock inside you, replacing that dildo. Imagine feeling me thrusting in and out of you, filling you fully, stretching you till you beg for more."
The thought was nearly unbearable. My mind raced with images of him dominating me, taking control of my body in the most intense ways possible. I moaned softly, unable to control myself any longer.
"That's it, Nubia," Anubis murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction. "Let yourself feel the pleasure building within you. Let it grow until you can't hold it back any longer. And then get on all fours.”
There was no need to wait. I was there. I rolled over onto my hands and knees. I felt Anubis’ body slide behind me. At some point he had lost his clothes. The warmth of his skin comforted me. I felt the glass butt plug from earlier as he ran it along my ass crack. “I’m going to fuck your ass with this first and keep your ass quiet as the little mouse you are. If you’re a good girl. I might give you this dick.”
I could feel my pussy clenching at the thought of him fucking me.
Anubis' hands were gentle but firm as he spread my ass cheeks apart and gently pushed the plug into my ass. I tried to stay quiet, as he commanded, but a small moan escaped my lips as he slowly worked the plug into me. The sensation was both painfully strange as before and intense, a new kind of pleasure that left me shaking.
"Good girl," Anubis whispered, his voice soft and filled with praise. "Now, I'm going to slide this plug all the way in and then slowly pull it out. You're not going to make a fucking sound, little mouse."
I held my breath as he slowly slid the plug in and then pulled it out. The sensation of the glass plug against my ass was almost too much to bear, but biting my lip, I forced myself to stay still and quiet.
"That's a good little mouse," he murmured. "Now, take a deep breath."
I did as I was told, feeling his warm breath on the back of my neck as he positioned himself behind me.
"Good girl," he said again praising me. "Now, I want you to feel my cock sliding into your ass."
I felt the head of his cock press against my entrance, and I braced myself for the invasion. A deep groan escaped my lips as he slowly began to push into me.
"Nubia," Anubis crooned, his voice imbued with satisfaction as he continued to thrust into me. "Take my cock deep inside you. Feel it stretching you out, filling you up."
I tried to stay quiet as he fucked me, the pleasure building within me like a tidal wave. The shock device in my pussy pulsed lightly, adding to the intensity of the experience. Anubis’ hands held my hips tightly, his grip firm but not painful as he assumed command of my body with the utmost intimacy. The cement floor dug into my knees, my palms, and when I moaned out even a little, he was quick to shock me harder.
Despite the shock device, despite the pain and the threats, I found myself slipping into another realm of desire. I wanted him to take me harder, to make me scream. I wanted to feel him claim every inch of me, to feel his dominance coursing through my veins.
Anubis didn't miss a beat, thrusting harder and faster into me. His breath was hot against the back of my neck. "Now, I want you to reach around and touch yourself while I fuck your ass."
I obeyed his charge, my hands trembling slightly as I reached between my legs and explored my folds, finding my clit and rubbing it with a fever.
Anubis continued to pound into me, his body a storm of pleasure and dominance until he exploded inside me. I came in an uncontrollable rush, screaming out. As promised, I was hit with a jolt. But it only intensified my orgasm.
Pulling out of me, Anubis reached around and removed the device from me. He helped me to my feet. My whole body wobbled, but I straightened, struggling to shove down the mortification of being recorded.
The watchers had their footage, a “punishment scene” or “sex tape” or whatever to dangle over our heads. But I wasn’t broken, not yet. We’d endure this, and then we’d face the Bone Trials. They might have a video, but they couldn’t take what truly mattered unless we let them.
Anubis removed the blindfold and touched my chin, lifting it so I’d meet his gaze. In that moment, I saw the regret mirroring my own. “We’ll figure out a way to end this,” he whispered, voice fierce beneath the forced calm.
I nodded, swallowing past the tight knot in my throat.
“We’ll survive the watchers… and everything else these trials throw at us.”
As much as I felt determined, Anubis had orders. He shackled my wrist to the bed again. He wasn’t finished dominating me.