*** CONTENT WARNING *** Desperation

Posted on Thu Jun 24th, 2021 @ 5:21am by Lieutenant Commander Kara Starr {Kelea-Salik} & Kyle Cragen [Reece]
Edited on on Thu Jun 24th, 2021 @ 5:56am

Mission: Darkness Rising - A Phoenix Lalor Sub Plot
Location: Cragen’s Quarters
Timeline: MD6 1800 hrs
1070 words - 2.1 OF Standard Post Measure

**** CONTENT WARNING **** Adult Content Below. ***

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Clara had paced Bishop’s Quarters for as long as she could stand, in the two years she’d been Cragen’s plaything, her body had become dependant on the drug Cragen used to make his girls obedient. Bishop had refused her more, wanting her to go cold turkey but desperation had driven her to this.

Leaving the safety of Bishop’s quarters, she made her way to see Cragen, avoiding Bishop along the way she eventually fell at Cragen’s feet a trembling, sweating mess. “Master! Please... forgive me!!” Her eyes fell on Cragen as she looked up. “I’ll do anything! Please!!!”

Sitting at his desk, Josie hanging, unconscious, a few meters away. When Clara burst into his quarters, he was initially angered by the intrusion. Then, seeing the state that she was in, he sat back in his chair and looked down on her with disdain. "Why should I forgive a whore like you?" He snapped forward, grabbing a handful of her hair, jerking her head back. "Do you think I'm a fool? I've known about you fucking Bishop for weeks now. You thought you'd be safer with him?!" He pulled her up by her hair and hissed in her face, "Tell me why I shouldn't just slit you fucking throat, here and now?!"

Clara stared up into Cragen’s eyes, “You said it yourself... I’m your longest running slave! That’s... because I please you!!” Clara trembled and shivered. “Please Cragen! it hurts!! Let me... please you.”

Sneering in her face, he reached down with his free right hand and grabbed her throat. Forcing her to her feet, he stood and, letting go of her hair, lifted her easily by her throat. He squeezed slightly as he lifted her off the deck. "Who said you could call my by my name, you fucking slut?!" His voice was dangerously quiet. "You are nothing, do you hear me? I should just drop you in the pit myself, and watch as the dogs rip you apart!"

Clara struggled under Cragen’s grip. “P... please... master!! L... let me... please... you!!!”

Sneering angrily at her, he continued to choke her for a few more moments, then released his hold, letting her drop to the deck. He turned and returned go his desk chair. After he sat, he looked at her. "You really want to come back to me?"

“I...” Clara hung her head, all she knew was she needed the drug. “I need... you master.” She looked up at Cragen with tears in her eyes. “Please!!”

He looked at her for afew tense moments. "If I take you back, and you fuck anyone else without my permission, I will ensure your death is so painful and drawn out, that you'll wish I killed you now. Are you sure you want to be my pet again?"

Clara sank into a crying heap on the floor, the pain of withdrawal was burning so badly all she could think of was getting rid of the pain. “Yes... master!!!”

Cragen was silent for a few beats. Then, he said. "Very well, I will take you back. You no longer belong to Bishop. You belong to me and only me. Say it."

A chill went through Clara’s heart, she loved Bishop and Cragen knew it. Now he was torturing her in a whole new way. “I...” She bit her lip before more withdrawal pain made her cry out. “I... belong to you!!”

Smiling a wicked smile, Cragen stood up and undid his pants, dropping them to his knees, his growing manhood swinging slightly. "Well then, come here. Show me how grateful you are."

Clara had no choice, if she wanted the drug she had to perform. She moved across to Cragen kneeling in front of him she wrapped her lips around his length and started to show him just how grateful she was.

Cragen groaned. He then said, "If I feel teeth, I will feed you to my dogs alive." He then groaned and closed his eyes. Clara was the best he had found at this in a very long time.

Clara paused long enough to look up at Cragen. “M... master, I need... more.” She knew he’d know what she meant as she went back to pleasuring him, her mouth taking in as much of his length as would fit.

Nodding slowly, he put his left hand on the back of her head, taking a strong handhold of her hair, he opened the small case on his desk, pulling out a hypo, already loaded with a double dose of the drug he normally gave his slaves. After a few more beats, he reached down and injected the entire hypo into Clara's neck.

Clara’s eyes closed as the drug coursed into her system, her tremors and pain subsided and her body immediately responded as she picked up the pace pleasuring her master with a moan. Her lips sliding back and forth on his length with his encouragement.

Cragen moaned as Clara's attentions increased in both speed and quality. He could feel his climax approaching, but didn't want to end like this. Pulling her off of him, he pulled her to her feet then bent her over his desk. He then ripped her panties off and, after stepping up behind her, forced himself deep inside of her. Once inside, he started to thrust harder and harder, untill finally, he exploded his seed into her center.

Clara moaned and cried out at the attention she was getting from Cragen, even as he forced her over his desk, the drugs in her system doing their job. She cried out more in pleasure than pain as he tore into her, her pleasured cries filled the room as he thrust into her before she took everything he had to give.

Pulling out of Clara, he stepped to the side and cleaned her blood off of him. "Now go get yourself cleaned up," he ordered, his tone gruff. "And then stand by in your cell until I call for you. If you disobey me again, and I'll make you beg for death. Now get out of my sight."

“Yes Master” Clara stood and quickly moved away. She knew better than to go against her master's wishes. For now her mind was only on being the faithful slave her master wanted.

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