#maybe the lesson is just that everyone is soooo different and complex

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i always think discords are gonna be like relatable little groups but then its just like the most disparate array of people that are absolutely all over the place

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Autistic Person reacts to Autistic Representation in Young Royals Season 2

Spoiler Warning for Young Royals Season 2

Soooo I just finished Season 2 of Young Royals and oh boi, I have thoughts. In general, but about Sara in particular. I was curious about her arc in the second season, purely cause she is one of the most complex autistic characters I have seen in recently produced media, even though I couldn't relate to her particularily much.

This has changed now that I have seen Season 2 Episode 6. I will be honest, for the first 5 episodes, I didn't like what they did with Sara. I really didn't. I thought her arc with August was weird, though I did like seeing a driven autistic character who does things to get what she wants instead of being a flimsy, quirky kid who doesn't know what she is doing, but episode 6 changed that for me.

One thing that many autistic people experience, is that we take people at face value, until we don't anymore. Most autistic people have been victims of bullying and emotional manipulation, without realizing. We tend to be literal, and in general - unless we learned differently, usually as a follow-up to us being told to not always say what we think - we are very honest and blunt. In return we expect other people to act the same. This continues until the point where we realize that this isn't true, that people don't always say what they mean. In many cases, including my own life, this realization doesn't come until a few times of believing someone was our friend only to have them humiliate, betray or hurt you. And from that point on we tend to turn into metaphorical snails pulling back into our shells. If we don't put ourselves out, we cannot be hurt again.

Sara to me seems like someone learning this lesson at the end of season 2. She genuinely believed August because she, in her mind, didn't have a reason to think he might not mean exactly what he was saying. This was made worse by her maybe also wanting to see good in him, as per the metaphorical rose-coloured glasses of being in love. So whilst she made a mistake, a grave one, and made a lot of things worse with her actions, I don't think she meant to. I think she honestly didn't think August would do what he did. And honestly, the scene where the other girls, and especially Felice call her out, in very direct and hurtful words, she became relatable to me. I never was in her exact situation, but I was in a situation where I thought I did something the way I was supposed to, and ended up being called a liar and other nasty things. Some context: In sixth grade, I made up a boyfriend, because every girl talked about the boys they liked and I felt like I needed to belong. It seemed like a rule nobody had thought to inform me of, but that everyone else knew. So, I tried following the rule, and I lied up a boyfriend named Tom. Not smart, sure, but I was 12 or 13 and hadn't gotten to a place where I was happy being the weird kid yet. When it came out that I had lied, my classmates called me out in front of everyone and painted me out to be a manipulative liar and a fake friend and I felt terrible. I felt like I had ruined every chance at ever being anybody's friend ever again. And again, that was me at about 13. I had already had two friendships end badly, and some very traumatic experiences before that point. So I came to the conclusion of "if I don't put myself out there nobody can hurt me or use me" very early. Sara, evidently, comes to this conclusion at 18.

I don't want to defend her actions. I just think there might be more to this arc for her than many people seem to see. I have seen posts about Sara being a cunt, a manipulator, a terrible friend, a piece of shit - those are all quotes. I wish I was lying. I think Sara genuinely regrets it - her mistakes, because they were mistakes. She is not some cunning, terrible person, a mastermind trying to ruin her brother's and her friends' lives. She just made a mistake because she believed the wrong person, and she pays the price. She lost her friends, her safety net, her relationship with her brother is ruined. Trust me, that is punishment enough. I have been there.

It's also nice - well, not nice, but realistic - to see how her allistic friends react. They don't believe her, they are confused how she could possibly have been so "stupid" to believe a guy they all thought was so obviously terrible. They also don't try to see it from her point of view. To them, it is a clear-cut case. Because yeah, that is a realistic portrayal of how allistic people often act toward autistic people making a mistake, especially when they themselves don't understand much about autism.

I think that is all I got to say for now, about this. Just one last message, to the allistic Young Royals fans who are currently on Tumblr, Twitter, Tiktok, shaming her character for being so very terrible, I implore you to think. To reseach on autism a bit. To listen to the autistic people in this fandom. And to take a page from the book of autistic people and take her word at face value when she says that she didn't realize August was lying to her, and that she is sorry.

[bunny-wan-kenobi]

Thor Thoughts Pt 2: Golden Boy Comes Down to Earth

Part II of my series of Thor reflections since I love the muscled teddy-bear badass way too much…

Part I: Why I Love Thor 

Golden Boy Comes Down to Earth 

Upon watching Thor Ragnarok, many viewers have labeled the Thor movies as a “coming of age story.” I agree but would add another layer: it’s also a story examining privilege.

Maybe the movies did not necessarily intend to tackle this theme, but I’m firmly of the belief that there is more depth to these movies than people give them credit for. Yup they’re fun, but there’s a lot to mull over beneath the surface. So let’s talk Thor, epitome of Privilege (on soooo many levels).

We first meet Thor when he is most young and brash and reckless. Thor is used to being the Golden Boy–he’s tall, handsome, popular, and proud. Not only that, but within the social context of our world, he’s basically a rich able-bodied white guy positioned on the highest tier of his society. Now put a hammer in his hand that only responds to his call (talk about exclusivity at the top) and you’ve got one powerful man–and a potentially dangerous one. 

Thor’s sheer concentration of privilege is dangerous because he was raised not to question it. His society is founded on the subjugation of other realms, and despite Odin’s call to honor and responsibility (oh Odin), he has this attitude that he and other Asgardians are inherently superior to everyone from the savage monsters outside their borders (the Jotun) and the petty subjects under their rule (humans). And Thor’s not the only one who thinks this way—it’s a symptom of his greater society.  

This is the view of conquerors, the ones who have the power to re-work the collective narrative in their favor so history remembers them as benevolent rulers bringing order to a world at war rather than colonizers forcibly bringing other peoples under their control (Ragnarok did a good job touching on this). So we end up with Thor the spoiled Norse jock with a bludgeoning tool–and Daddy’s a despot (less bloody post-Hela edition). 

King Laufey: Your father is a murderer and a thief! And why have YOU come, to talk of peace? You long for battle, you crave it! You’re nothing more than a boy trying to prove himself a man!

Thor: Be warned, this boy grows tired of your mockery!

Thor (2011)

Let’s be real here: Asgard as portrayed by these movies is an imperialist realm. How do we know this? Look at Loki. Why try to destroy Jotunheim (his birthland)? Why try to take over Midgard? Okay, there are a WHOLE lot of reasons underlying Loki’s motivations, but one thing he tells Odin in TDW is:

I went down to Midgard to rule the people of Earth as a benevolent God, just like you 

Thor: The Dark World (2013)

He says something a long these lines to Thor in Avengers–this is what their people do, they conquer people, keep them in line, and rule them, so what’s the big fuss? That is the way things are in Asgard, that’s what people believe keeps the order and peace. That’s what they want to believe at least…

And the thing is, Thor might’ve agreed with Loki once–before coming to Earth. Remember the Thor who basically reignited war with the Frost Giants because his pride was hurt? The guy went off to Jotun and killed a bunch of them and told his dad that they should destroy them together! (Asgardians have weird ideas of father-son bonding). I wonder where he got the idea that stomping into another realm to teach them a lesson and make them submit under brutal force was a perfectly acceptable way to approach inter-species relations… *coughOdingetyolifetogethercough*

Odin: What action would you take?

Thor: March into Jotunheim as you once did! Teach them a lesson! Break their spirits, so they would never dare try to cross our borders again!

Thor (2011)

Just to hammer in the point (see what I did there?), we see that Odin essentially has a whole MUSEUM vaultful of relics stolen from other realms, tokens of his conquests. Hmmmm that sounds familiar…

So we have a prince raised in the dominant culture, raised with an internalized sense of supremacy and raised not to challenge the status quo because it benefits him. And why would he? He’s used to being on top and throwing his weight around to get what he wants because this is how Asgard itself has stayed on top of all the Nine Realms for centuries. Thor’s point of view is myopic, too narrow to consider the wide-reaching consequences of his actions. It also prevents him from engaging struggles outside of his own, especially those of people without his advantages–a flaw that contributes to the splinters in his relationship with his brother (He calls Loki’s problems “imagined slights.” Yeaaah…not getting any Brother-of-the-Year Awards here Thor). 

Thor has tremendous influence in his position–he’s a prince, a future ruler, but we see him in movie 1 so fixated on his own glory, his own sense of rightness that he ends up trampling people right and left. Thor is like the thunder he commands, loud, powerful, and abrupt. He doesn’t linger for the aftermath but leaves a large echo.   

So what happens then when Thor is stripped of his hammer, his armor, his land, and his godhood status? Thor is literally stripped of his previous (mostly unearned) privileges and banished to Earth. And like anyone facing this kind of loss for the first time, Thor is angry. He’s defensive, desperate to get back to his hammer and restore a sense of normalcy to his life. He’s now stuck in a foreign world that no longer bends to his rules.

But this is why Thor’s time on Earth matters so much. For the first time, Thor’s worldview is exposed for its gaping holes, and he has to respond to the breaking down of tales he’s heard all his life about his people’s superiority. There’s a loss of innocence with that, but it’s replaced with a growing maturity. It’s also important to acknowledge that Thor comes to these realizations by developing relationships with beings different from himself. 

Thor: You know, I had it all backwards. I had it all wrong.

Erik Selvig: It’s not a bad thing finding out that you don’t have all the answers. You start asking the right questions.

Thor: For the first time in my life, I have no idea what I’m supposed to do.

Erik Selvig: Anyone who’s ever going to find his way in this world, has to start by admitting he doesn’t know…

Thor (2011)

In forming friendships with humans like Jane and Selvig, in living in a human town-even for a little while-Thor’s eyes are opened to the experiences of beings outside of Asgard, and instead of dismissing them for perceived deficiencies, he learns to value them in their complexity. He comes to appreciate humans for their intelligence, their capacity for kindness, their desire to understand the unknown. He observes their ignorance of so many things (he has traveled the cosmos after all and has a magic hammer), and yet…there’s things they can teach him too, maybe precisely because as a race they’re always learning and their lives are short. He may have been born to rule them, but now he is actually seeing them for the first time, and it changes him. 

When Thor sacrifices himself for the town in the first movie, it’s a climatic moment that signifies just how far he’s come in his journey of understanding his own privilege. He not only apologizes to Loki for how he has wronged him, but he also demonstrates his willingness to lay down his life for people that just a few days earlier, he might’ve waved off as inferior. And with that understanding comes not only a restoration of his previous power, but also a new commitment to defend these people with that power.  

This is an interesting development because then Thor returns to Asgard and later admits to Odin that he still has “much to learn.” Humility has begun to reshape Thor’s motivations so he acknowledges his flaws and seeks to learn from his mistakes rather than placating his own pride. He begins to understand that the power he wields and the position he holds can be used to serve others rather than simply dominate them. 

Fast forward and we see Thor protecting humanity in Avengers, and we get this fascinating and underrated exchange with Loki when he confronts him:

Thor: So you take the world I love as recompense for your imagined slights? No, the Earth is under MY protection, Loki! Loki: [laughs] And you’re doing a marvelous job with that! The humans slaughter each other in droves, while you ideally threat. I mean to rule them. And why should I not? Thor: You think yourself above them? Loki: Well, yes. Thor: Then you miss the truth of ruling, brother. A throne would suit you ill.

Avengers (2012)

I really don’t think people give enough credit to Thor’s insight here. He’s basically telling Loki that ruling can’t be reduced to an exercise of privilege where one sees themselves as inherently better than the people they seek to lead. When that happens, a ruler becomes a tyrant and no longer contributes to the welfare of their people–which in Thor’s estimation is what a true leader should do. The boot-and-ant analogy Loki champions falls short of Thor’s re-envisioning of what the throne really means. 

Loki takes the side of the imperialist: they’re better, more advanced than humans, so the humans should serve them and be grateful for it. But Thor introduces a new paradigm counter-cultural to what he has been taught: ruling as a means of stewardship. Not domination, not assimilation, but the recognition of responsibility towards the people directly impacted by your actions. A bloody history may have resulted in Asgard’s rule over Earth, but Thor realizes this does not give his people license to exploit humans’ resources and devalue them. Instead, they should be helping them, contributing to their flourishing and, ultimately, respecting their agency. 

The fruit of Thor’s time on Earth can be seen in TDW where the situation with the Dark Elves forces him to confront the reality of Odin’s past war crimes (and this is BEFORE Ragnarok). He questions Odin’s stance of isolationism and the wisdom of just staying put to destroy your enemy while getting destroyed yourself. There is a cyclical nature to these political conflicts, a generational ill that is poisoning everyone involved, and Thor no longer wants any part of it. 

Odin: Malekith is sure to return, we have what we wants. And when he does, we will defeat him.

Thor: We can not fight an enemy we can not locate! Malekith could be right over us now, and we’d never know! How many Asgardian lives must we sacrifice?

Odin: AS MANY AS IS NEEDED! Till the last Asgardian falls, till the last drop of blood is shed!

Thor: What makes you so different from Malekith, then?

Odin: [mirthless laugh] The difference, my son, is that I will WIN.

Thor: The Dark World (2013)

Remember this: Thor gives up the throne. Not just to be with Jane, and not because he wants to go off and vacation on Midgard like an overgrown fratboy, but because he fears he doesn’t have the ruthlessness to rule in a way that will maintain Asgard’s power like his father has done for centuries. He’s afraid of how that kind of pressure will change him, make him the manifestation of the worst parts of Odin. He’s afraid of how that privilege could consume him and harm countless others. By the end of TDW, Thor lays down the power of kingship given him by birthright because he believes he can do more good as a free agent ensuring the welfare of Midgard and the other realms. 

Odin: You once said there would never be a wiser King than me. You were wrong. The alignment has brought all the realms together. Every one of them saw you offer your life to save them. What can Asgard offer its new King in return? Thor: My life. Father, I cannot be King of Asgard. I will protect Asgard and all the realms with my last and every breath, but I cannot do so from that chair. Loki for all his grave imbalance understood rule as I know I never will. The brutality, the sacrifice, it changes you. I’d rather be a good man than a great King. 

Thor: The Dark World (2013)

By this point, Thor has matured past Odin, past Loki, past the reigning paradigms of his culture. They’ve all remained stagnant, caught in the same patterns of war and conquest and revenge. Once you’ve known privilege, it’s hard to conceive of life without that power–or the labor to preserve it. The cost of losing your advantage seems too painful because it’s woven into the normalization of your day-to-day existence. 

Others in Asgard may not want to consider what the alternatives may be, but Thor has come to realize the damage this attitude has wreaked upon not only the peoples of the Nine Realms, but also the very people who benefit most from the hierarchy as is. He sees the blind spots among his people, in “Humans-are-fleeting-their-lives-are-nothing” Odin, but he cannot force them to see differently if they are not willing to. If he cannot do good from the throne, then he cannot in good conscience sit in it. 

With that choice to loosen his grip on his privilege and recognize the responsibility tied to his positioning in the world, Thor finally emerges as someone worthy to be king. Loki had a point, he would have been a terrible ruler before the changes he’s undergone–he was arrogant and guilty of the same narrow-minded thinking passed down from the generation before. That Thor needed a crash-course to Earth to finally be open to unlearning what he learned and to develop empathy for others once considered lesser than him. 

So what we see in Ragnarok is the culmination of all this development, all these shifts in attitude. Yes, Thor is still bumbling and proud and powerful, but he is also wiser. He doesn’t believe he could be a better king than Odin, but his choices have already proved the opposite. I love that moment when Odin reveals to him that his power was never in Mjonir; instead, the hammer was there to train him to channel his power well. And isn’t that the summation of Thor’s whole journey? 

Thor: Life is about growth and change. But you, my dear god of mischief brother, just want to stay the same.

Thor: Ragnarok (2017)

Throughout 3 movies, Thor has been learning how to wield power wisely, to steward what he has been given to serve others. A hammer is cold and can only press other things down under it, but hands, eyes, feet involve skin-contact, the intimacy and intentionality of one’s body–and these are now the primary extensions of Thor’s power. 

Thor loses his hammer but takes full ownership of his identity, his embodied and social position within his community–and his power. There’s something beautiful in that idea because it’s Thor’s relationships-his experiences in drawing close to people and collaborating with them- that have contributed to his growth. He will not be the ruthless conqueror Odin was. He will be something entirely different that has yet to be seen. 

I don’t think it’s a coincidence that the movie that fully exposes the sins of Asgard and Odin’s bloody history is the same one that ends with Thor on the throne after everything he has learned and experienced. Asgard was built on a corrupt foundation, and so maybe in this case the whole structure needed to fall apart so something good and lasting could be built in its place. In the same way, privilege, whether racial, gendered, embodied etc., needs to be challenged and deconstructed if all peoples are to thrive together as true equals. Hela is framed as a relic of the old order; Thor is the burnished symbol of the new. 

Thor: I love what you’ve done with the place. Redecorated and everything.

Hela: It would seem our father’s solution to every problem was to cover it up.

Thor: Or cast it out. I would love for someone else to rule but it can’t be you. You’re just… the worst.

Thor: Ragnarok (2017)

Though he still doesn’t desire the throne, Thor steps up into the role of king because his people need a leader. Not a paternalistic Allfather, but a leader who can support and steer them into the unknown that awaits them after the destruction of Asgard. Thor knows what it’s like to have security, privilege, comfort stripped away, and so he understands how painful and difficult their next steps will be. Like he did years ago, they’re coming down to Earth, and Asgard may be better for it. 

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Void!Stiles Who Do You Belong To?

The story is for you who just love Void, it's about him being obsessed with you and holding you captive. Instead of him taking Lydia after coughing up Stiles, he takes you.

If you did not get this from the description then here's a little warning before you start reading:

This is not a love story, it's an abusive obsession story, so if that's across your limits then DO NOT READ... Plus there will be smut soooo, there's that too.

Well you have been warned.

ENJOY 

You were knocked out, but you started to gain consciousness. All you could remember was nogitsune posessed Stiles coughing up long strands of band aids. Then everyone being mesmerized at the sight no one saw him taking you away.

You were in what seemed like a hospital bed, but as you took a look around you, you understood that the place had to have been abandoned long time ago. Even though the room was quite dim and it was hard to make out your surroundings, you knew he was watching you. After some time adjusting your eyes to the dark, you found him sitting in a chair across the room.

Your hands were tied to the bed post, but your feet were free. He started making his way over to you, dragging the chair along the floor. The chair was made of metal, scraping across, what you could only guess to be metal floor, made an awful sound. 

He dragged it up to your bed side and turned it around, then sitting on it in a wrong fashioned way. With his hands resting on the back of the chair, where you are supposed to lean your back, he stared down at an uncomfortable you.

You didn't dare look at him, you stared straight up at the ceiling, where an old ceiling fan was placed. Your breathing was calm and steady, given that he was just looking at you and not doing anything in particular accept studying you silently. That is until he started talking.

“Y/N, that's a pretty name” He said softly.

“Is that why I'm here? Because my name is pretty” you scoffed, making him snicker at my boldness.

“No your here because I find you very fascinating, you see I got everyone figured out. Scott, Lydia, Allison, Isaac, Derek, Ethan, Aiden there all so boring people. That's why I chose Stiles. He was the only one who held something different on the inside. And that's why your here because I crave control in my chaos and you're making that very hard.” He explained, which made me scoff.

“"So it's all just a game to you, there are reasons for your actions, you just simply do” you stated and he looked at you “I mean Strife you can get at any funeral, Pain is just a stroll through any hospital. And for Chaos, well the  hole world is simply a mess. So why do the things you do, when you don't have to” you asked

“Well, There is one reason. I do the things I do, simply because I want to.” He said, “it makes me feel good, it makes me feel powerful. Like I'm above everyone.” He said and got off the chair, now kneeling on the the bedside, with his hands resting just beside my thigh.

“That's why I need to control you, to claim you.” He said and stroked my thigh with his hand, making me flinch away. He smiled “that's disappointing Y/N, with such a complex mind, your afraid of a little touch?” he said stroking my thigh even more,nth end placing it on my knee.

“It's not touch in particular, it's you” you snapped back at him.

“You might think that you hate me, but you don't” he said 

“As you said before I don't fall for your mind tricks. I completely and utterly, to the core, loathe you” you said, this angered him.

He got up and leaned over me grabbing my chin, then looking me deep in my eyes. “I'll show you, I will be the first one to kiss you, to bed you. Whether you want to or not, you will be mine and mine alone. Do you understand?” He said forcefully.

I just stared back up at him, anger in my eyes, but didn't speak a word. 

“I'll show you” he repeated just before he smashed his lips on mine. He bir my bottom lip, making me gasp the he forced his tongue into my mouth. He got off and let me breath. Then he left the room, leaving me tied to the bed.

Voids POV

I crept into the room were I had left her a couple of hours ago, she was probably sleeping for all I know. Being correct I sat down onto the chair and watched her again. How much I wanted to hurt her, then heal her and hurt her all over again. Make her want me to stay, then put her through so much pain, only keeping her on the brink of life. Drive her insane.

Her cheaks were stained red from crying and the side of her head was buried in the pillow, with her hands tied together above her head. She is beautiful, fully and utterly stunning, bewitching even.

“Stiles” she moaned in her sleep, starting a raging fire within me.

Your POV

I dreamt I was with Stiles, he held me in his arms tightly and all harshness washed away, but then I got pulled away from my sweat dream into a living nightmare. He held me by my hair and roared right in my ear.

“You belong to me! Do you understand?” He said harshly expecting an answer, but didn't receive one. “DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND!” He roared once more louder than before, and pulling my hair tighter.

“No” I said sternly, even though I held no power and with the knowledge that their would be consequences.

He just scoffed and released my hair than said “well... Maybe I'll teach you a lesson” he said then climbed on top of me.

My heart rate quickened along with my hitched breathing, I started to shake as he slowly pulled my shorts away from my hips, leaving me in only underwear. He then yanked of my thin singlet, leaving me in my bra. His hands trailed from each side of my upper body down to my hips, then he latched onto my underwear and started pulling it down. 

I was still laying on my stomach, with my hands tied together over my head. His cold hands roaming my body caused goosebumps to form all over me. He brushed my hair to the side, exposing my back and neck to him. He started kissing my shoulder, sending shivers down my spine, while tampering with the hooks of my bra. The bra was strapless making it easier to remove. Now that I was wearing nothing he started kissing a trail of pecks from my shoulders, down my spine and to the upper section of my ass. He then flipped me on my back and spread my legs, then closed the space between his mouth and my clit.

I was shaking, but he held me in place with his hands on my hips. Muffled moans came from my mouth, as I bit my bottom lip hard and I knew he was smirking. A light coat of sweat was covering my body as he licked over my clit, over and over again. His hands were grasping my hips so tight that it hurt, and I was sure that there would form a bruise soon, if not maybe already.

He finally stopped and flipped me back on my stomach. I could breath normally again, until I heard him start tampering with his belt. I started to squirm even more but his legs were securing mine, so that it was to no use. I saw him throw his belt on the floor, from the corner of my eye, then his pants and shirt followed slowly after. Now all our clothes layed both in a heap on the floor. He stroked my ass and put his cock on the very surface of my entrance, threatening to push through. 

He leaned over my back and stroked my hair to the side, exposing my ear.

“I'll teach you who it is you belong to” he whispered before pushing inside me, making me cry out in both pleasure and pain. His hands were on both sides of my head gripping the sheets tightly, as he pushed his cock in and out of me. My hands were gripping the bed post firmly, as my face screamed muffled moans and gasps into the pillow. 

He stopped and pulled out for a while, and I looked up from the pillow to drag in a breath of air. He lifted me by my hips up into a doggy position, then pushed into me again. I moaned loudly for him to hear, and he thrust into me even harder and quicker.

My head was spinning from the lack of oxygen, and all I could feel was him inside me. He stopped again and I gasped for air, he spun me around on my back again. He spread my legs and slowly slipped inside my again, I threw my head back and breathed heavily. He rocked back and forth slowly, as I was making small gasps and moans. He brought his lips down to my trembling ones and kissed me softly, then with one of his hands he pinched my ass, making me gasp and granting him access to my mouth. He pushed his tongue in and explored all corners of it.

He came and I came, and both our breaths were heavy. Mine being hitched and uneven and his calm and steady. He rolled of me and laid on my side. He waited until his and my breathing calmed down, until he climbed back on top of me. He smirked down at me, where I lay utterly defenseless. I needed to get out of these ropes.

“Void, can you please untie me?” I asked pleadingly

“And why would I do that?” He asked

“Because I said please” I tried

“I'm sorry love, but the ropes are there for a reason” he says

“What reason?” I asked

“Well... The ropes are there because they make you... What?” He asked

“Defenseless” you answered. He leaned in next to your ear and bit your earlobe, then whispered.

“Exactly” his hands were gripping my waist tight, as he brought his lips to mine again and kissed me softly, but forcefully.

“Please.... Un-.... Tie.... Me” I managed to say in between breathes. And he got of my chest  and looked at my tied up hands.

“I'll tell you what, if you can answer me this one question, then I'll untie you” he says and I nod, making him continue “who do you belong to?” He asked holding my chin in place.

“"No. One.” I answer through gritted teeth. That answer made him angry.

“Well apparently someone hasn't learnt their lesson” he said threateningly squeezing my hip harder, making me wince.

“Obviously” I answer, trying to sound strong, but failed miserably.

He flipped me around once more. My stomach now brushed against the bed sheet, as he gripped my ass hard in one hand. He then brought his mouth down to the other cheak and bit down hard. I winced and gasped out of the pain, he asked again.

“Who do you belong to?”

“No one” I answer weakly.

He stroked my ass before slapping it hard, making my eyes sting with tears, then asked again.

“Who do you belong to?” 

“No one” I answer even weaker, than before, with tears threatening to spill.

He brought his hand back one more time and slapped  my ass with all his strength. I screamed a muffled cry into the pillow, as he leaned over and kissed me behind my ear before whispering.

“Who do you belong to?”

It took some time before I answered. “You... I belong to you” I said with a hitched and weak voice.

“Say my name” he said with a rough growl.

“I belong to the Void”

Comment if you want a part 2