Closed Nightmare Creatures

[Kalesserimamoru]

Mamoru wasn't surprised that she hesitated, in fact, he knew that she would. Slaves weren't normally trained for this sort of thing, unless they were Rujaro. Shayna was a yard slave and her work was just that, the girl didn't have anything to do with combat or torture on any level. But those were the old days, and she was no longer a slave. Shayna was a pet, and that had a slightly different meaning in some ways, and very different meanings in other ways.

The trickster didn't need a slave for the garden, another for the house, and one to run into the city. No, he only needed one person he could trust to do all those things, and in return he would make sure they were well cared for. He watched her kneel down and nodded his head for her to continue, even as he pushed down with his tail just to make sure the man couldn't wiggle away from her. The trickster didn't yell at his pet for being afraid, but instead allowed her to work through it. He had given her an order and she had to follow through with it, the hesitation he could work on later.

"Come now Shayna. Don't be sso ssoft. Only momentsss ago he would have killed you. Sshow him no mercy and prove your loyalty to me."

From where he stood he could see the scars on her back, but that wasn't anything that he hadn't noticed already. It wasn't anything they talked about, though if he knew how much they bothered her, he would find a way to hide them for her. He was the trickster after all, and illusions were his specialty. For something so small, there were easier ways to hide such scars, but of course for a slave, she wouldn't have excess to it, but he would. Perhaps one day she would mention it, the possibility that having them covered would make her more confident, could only help her to better serve him.

"Thisss iss the reasson I musst teach you to defend yoursself. You are too vulnerable."

Mamoru squeezed the man's neck a bit tighter when he started to jerk around more while Shayna pulled at his finger. It had to hurt, the slow stretching of the muscles and tissue in his finger just before she finally caused the snap to happen. Their combined screams filled the holes in the sides of his head where his ears used to be and the Dhani smiled. He could feel a shiver rush through him, nothing short of complete satisfaction. "Do you feel like talking now..sslave?" He stared at the man first for a moment, before turning to look at Shayna, she knew what to do.

Suddenly a heavy foot stamped the man in his chest and Mamoru uncoiled his tail from around his neck. He put weight down on his foot to keep the man down so that he could put his tail to better use. First he lifted it and likely smacked the man across his face a few times just to get his attention, and once he had it...he started. The trickster pushed more djed to rise and collect in the tip of his tail. He concentrated, recalling the shape that he wanted, and as the skin peeled away to reveal the bone beneath, he willed it to sharpen and take the edge shape of the katana that he and Shayna had used earlier.

He made sure that the man could see the sharp bone, even lifting it to point right in front of his eyes. "Talk..now." he ordered and thrusted his tail to stab the bone into the man's shoulder. "Sspeak..where were you going...?" By this time, he man had lost so much blood, and was in so much pain that he was delirious. He moaned softly , sweat pouring off his forehead and he started to speak.

"We...we were..going..to the..Radacke's.."

Mamoru pulled his tail free of the man's shoulder and gave a quick glance to Shayna. "Well now, perhapsss there isss ssomething to thiss after all."

[Shayna]

As soon as she managed to clear the blurred vision from her tears, Shayna settles and holds the man's third finger in her hand, the other hand wrapped around his wrist. She moves her head so that her dark hair was flipped behind her shoulders again, curtaining her back opposite of what many women would have done in that situation. She cared not that she was exposed, it is not as if her master had not seen her body before, and the Rujaro was preoccupied as it was.

"Yes M'Lord." She answered truthfully when he asked her if she saw why he needed to teach her to defend herself. Her oddly colored eyes staying fixed on the man's face. Her entire body was trembling but she didn't seem to notice it, or the slow steady leak of tears. She met his eyes when he asked the slave to speak. "Please. Why are you doing this to me?" She wasn't speaking to Mamoru, but to the Rujaro, with a shudder and a sigh she repeated the process of the first finger, this time the bone snapped much quickly, while the man screamed, Shayna only cried out softly, her body bowing as if the man's pain was a physical batter to her body.

In a way it was, in a way it was so reminiscent of her time at Sweet Home, where she had spent many long hours counting details of her life, anything that she could tell them. They had been good, only a few strokes had broken the skin to leave the scars, less skilled at interrogating would have left her nothing but a bloody mass of scar tissue.

This man had a choice, and that once more gave her the strength to obey her master further, straightening with a grim look on her face, just in time to see her Master's tail slam home into the slave's shoulder. She could hear the man's wet breathing, and when her Master pulled his tail free, a few droplets splattered her freckled face. As soon as he talked she dropped his hand and scuttled back away with a small sound in her throat, trying to put distance between her and the broke Rujaro.

"R-radack.." She stammered, her eyes raising to her Master's, "That's where.. that's where the Askara man and the freeborn.." Suddenly everything hit her once, and she settled on the ground heavily, having to work on breathing slowly and slowly wiped at her face with her hands. "Why would they be going to Radackes?"

[Kalesserimamoru]

The Radackes were the subject of much debate and rumor from the start of the season. Many believed that they were in league with the Rujaro and were using this connection to take out other members of the Dynasty. Mamoru wasn't sure what to believe, but one thing he did know was that someone was dead set on putting them in the middle of it, whether they liked it or not.That was if they weren't involved, which no one could say yet.

Mamoru watched Shayna scuttle away with an amused expression. The girl had broken at least two of the man's fingers in succession, and that was really well done for someone who had never done so before. The trickster was..proud of his pet, she was shaping up nicely. Turning his attention back to the man, he smacked him with his tail again to try and wake him. But this time it didn't work. There was a glazed over stare in his eyes, and his breathing was very swallow and he had stopped fighting ticks ago. "Flamesss." the Dhani hissed as he coiled his tail beneath him and folded his arms across his scaled chest. "Jusst when we were getting ssomewhere."

He lightly tapped his tail against the floor, the exposed bone making a clicking sound each time it touched the wood. He took a breath then and released his djed, allowing his body to return to it's normal Dhani shape. The bone at the end of his tail softened and slipped back into the flesh and scales. The stout legs that he had morphed clung together and rejoined with his tail to recreate the normal thickness it had. He sighed staring down at the body which had bled all over his floor. "Thisss hass to be cleaned up, can't jusst leave it here." He said aloud, but he wasn't talking directly to Shayna. In the jungle he had killed many and left their bodies thrown everywhere, but here he couldn't do that.

This land wasn't nearly as savage as just home land was, and people didn't take kindly to dead bodies everywhere and there weren't a bunch of huge animals lurking about to come and eat them either...that he knew of. Finally, he turned to look at Shayna again and the look on the girl's face told of her fear. Mamoru hadn't told her he was a Dhani yet, he was so used to keeping secrets, he sometimes forgot himself. "Well now, lookss like my ssecret iss out." He snorted and slithered closer to her.

She looked almost like a scared child sitting there, shivering. Mamoru licked his snot again and slowly moved his tail towards her and wrapped the tip around one of her ankles. "Sso, what do you think of your masster, hmm?" he added just before he started to drag her across the floor to settle near his body. Leaning down, Mamoru positioned himself just over the girl where he could look down upon her. Releasing her ankle, he pushed his tail to slither and wrap around her lower body and keep her beneath him with her legs apart.

"You did well tonight..better than I might have expected. Our friend here may not have given uss all we needed to know..but he did leave uss with ssomething. Thosse Radackes are playing a dangerouss game..Better keep a closser eye on them. If these sslavess were going there, they had been ssent by ssomeone."

[Shayna]

She was shivering, though it was not from the cold, she had never been part of causing harm to another person..slave or not. Oh she had at times turned one slave in or another for something that would result in their being whipped. It curried favor for her and in her mind it was the other slaves fault for being disobedient. This was completely different, the feel of a bone popping in her hand made her a little sick to her stomach. And then, of course there was the large snake-man to deal with too.

When his tail slithered over, she saw it coming, and it was far harder for her not to jerk her leg away from it. The rasp of his scales against her ankle caused her heart to leap into her throat, and she could not help the sharp single note shriek that tore from her throat as her body was pulled toward him. Her back hit the floor from the momentum, and her black hair trails behind because she does manage to loosen, and not struggle against the motion. Though now she was once again closer to the dead or dying body of the Rujaro, and now beneath the serpentine body of her Master, she holds very still, her arms bent half raised but not quite touching him. When he asked her what she thought of her master she answered truthfully, "I-I am frightened M'Lord." Her words are little more then a croak leaving her throat so dry had her moth become. Very slowly, her knees bend so that her feet were flat against the floor on either side of him, her chest moving with the force of her breathing, and her queerly colored eyes slipping over his scales.

The scales were ...far large then she had ever seeen on a snake, but then again this was his Dhani form. The greens were an interesting color but she couldn't quite get past the fact that they were scales..and that his tongue.. and his body.. She shuddered, "Forgive me M'Lord... snakes have always ..scared me." Yet she gave him an almost firm smile, it only wobbled a little when he praised her. Though it still felt almost as if her gorge should rise, the praise filled her with a special happiness that only those who have been life long slaves can truly understand.

"May I touch you M'Lord?" She asked, not shyly, but with a trepidation of someone who perhaps was asking if they could have a taste of poison. Her hand hovering over ..where she imagined his chest would be should he be in human form..though this was only thought in relation to his arms. Her other hand had fallen to the coil wrapped around her lower body but again, not quite touching yet.

[Kalesserimamoru]

Mamoru smiled as he looked down at Shayna, the teen slave appeared either cold or scared. Her oddly colored eyes held fright within them, and her flesh showed the signs one might expect to see when a human was cold. Goosebumps seemed to have appeared on her skin and off colored nerve endings perked up from the air around them. The trickster licked his snot again as he drew her closer and settling between her bent knees, keeping most of his weight off the small girl so that he wouldn't crush her.

For the moment he had forgotten about the man dying near by, but Shayna had done so well, the girl deserved a little attention. "Frightened? Of me?" he cackled softly, the same awkwardly deep gurgle rising from his throat. "I ssuposse I can ssee why. Thisss isss a lot to take in. But ass long ass you do what I tell you..there will be only good thingss in your future.." One hand slid up her thigh and stopped as it reached her hip. Her skin felt so much more soft and her body felt more fragile when he was in this form, putting hard scales against supple flesh. "You have sso much more potential than they gave you credit for..but I will put that to usse." Where his tail hugged her, he drew her in just a little closer, a tale that was on instinct by this point.

"Ssnakesss?" he asked, eyes widened even as his chest rose and his shoulders reared back. "Iss that what you think dear Sshayna. I am sso much more than a ssimple ssnake. More than a ssimple Dhani. I have far ssurpasssed my sserpentine brotherss and ssisstersss. I have ascended beyond my limitationss, both asss a male and Dhani." Lifting up one clawed hand where she could see it. Mamoru willed his djed to focus into that hand, first covering his claws. He formed the thought into his mind and the claws on his fingers slowly started to grow right before them. They appeared knife like as they extended upward from his fingers, but he only held it for a moment before retracting the claws back into his nails.

Still focusing his djed, he wiggled his fingers to keep her gaze on his hand, and as she watched, she would see the scales fade away, slowly being replaced by normal human skin. The thickness of his hand would also slim down, as he morphed his hand into the texture and size of it's human size. The trickster turned his palm over and back again, then released his djed and allowed his hand to returned to it's scaled form. Mamoru reached that same hand out and gently touched her lips and parted them, as if the thought of kissing them had just come into his mind.

He was surprised when she asked to touch him, although he had no problem with it. He found it refreshing how well they were bonding together, and even though there was a dying man laying close by, neither of them seemed interested in him anymore. "Yesss." he hissed, flicking his tongue from his mouth again. They could take care of the Rujaro later, but for now they had this. Shayna hadn't seen a Dhani's form before and the girl wanted to explore..and so did Mamoru.

[Shayna]

As his tail pulled her more tightly against him, her wet breeches shielding her body a little from his scales, Shayna makes a small sound in her throat that might have been protest.. or might have been encouraging so non-committal was it. Her skin began to feel tight, as her flesh pebbled more from anxiety then coolness, and her breathing remained slightly more rapid then normal. She stopped herself from following the instinct to push against him at the first brush of scale against the flesh at her waist. He felt hard against her flesh, sharp in areas when she squirmed wrong so that a spot of her body not protected by the breeches slid the wrong way against his scales.

His hand sliding up her thigh elicited a tremble, she was starting to smell the blood of the dying Rujaro her nose not quite so keen as a Dhani's but she registered the scent in the back of her mind only. Her attention was firmly on the Dhani that covered her. As his tongue flicked over his snout, her tongue wet her own lips even while widened at his words. "Is that why you left Fa-lyn-dar?" She asked, her voice little more then a wisp as faint as a trial of smoke. The image of his fingers sprouting weapons, then turning to a smooth human hand was burned into her mind, enough that she flinched visibly, and her body jerks when his finger first traced then parted her lips. Though she reacted, she didn't pull away -or at least attempt to- her lips parting easily revealing tiny rows of mostly even white teeth. She suddenly wondered, did he feel things the way a human did? Or did the scales covering him shield him from touch and the sensations that go along with?

While his finger was on her lip, her tongue flicked out, the tip catching the tip of his finger. The taste was unique, not quite as salty as a human's skin, the texture smooth and hard at the same time. At his permission her hands closed the distance between his scales and her palms, at first touching so very lightly that it might not seem as if she was touching at all. Her green eyes moved from his face to her hands, then back up as she tested the strength of the scales, letting her fingers run along the ridges of first one then the other. "Do you.. can you be hurt when your like this M'Lord?" She asked, curiously as to her the scales seemed impenetrable, almost invincible.

[Kalesserimamoru]

There was a waiting in her eyes, as if she was expecting him to do something to her. Perhaps it was due to the way he violently took out the Rujaro men, or maybe even the threat he made earlier about having her for dinner. It could also be the way he looked at her now and how his tongue licked his month whenever his eyes moved over her body. Mamoru did lick his mouth and he wasn't shy about touching her body as she laid beneath him.

"I ssuposse you could ssay that. My vissionss are different..bigger than their small world. Sso I sset out to find a place where my ambition could flurissh without a foot on my back. I wasss like you once..not a sslave..but I too wass at the mercy of otherss and had to obey them without protesst...never again."

When she licked the tip of his finger, Mamoru moved that finger gently against her tongue for a tick, before he leaned closer and nuzzled her cheek with his snout. A deep rumbling sound whispered from his throat, something that might sound similar to the way cats purr. He flicked his tongue out again, the slippery muscle lapping against her cheek before he pressed his snout against her mouth. "There isss sso much more to thiss world, and one can't ssee any of it from a hole in the ground."

When Shayna started to touch him, he remained very still and watched her. Her expression was priceless and her hesitation to touch his scales was cute in the least.

Mamoru didn't wrap himself around her further and didn't move closer either. Shayna was a curious girl and he wanted her to explore that curiosity. Her questions caused his mouth to stretch into something of a grin and he took one of her hands and placed it over his mouth, sliding her fingers inside to wrap his tongue around each of them. "It iss harder to pierce Dhani sscalesss, but it iss far from imposssible." He released her hand after tasting all five of her fingers, then settled down to allow her to touch his scales again.

"Sscaless are like armor, but not even armor isss full proof. But I am working on a way to fix that problem. It won't be a problem for much longer."

[Shayna]

Shayna was slowly losing the terror that filled her heart at the sight of his scales, the more her fingers run over the strangely beautiful scales the easier it was to breath. The uniquely vulnerable position she was in did not bother her, as a slave she was always vulnerable, she learned in her short life how to work around or with certain weaknesses. It didn't take her long before she was more or less stroking each scale, marveling at how they were not uniform in size. Some were smaller, others larger..some even seemed thicker then others. Yet they all laid so tightly together that without close inspection one would think that they were all connected rather then interlocking.

With his hands touching her, she was very aware of his hands and her own, and she deliberately sought to keep her touches placed in such a way that his hands were not hindered. Every motion, even the squirms was directly tied to what she thought he wanted. Yet at the same time she was learning, something that was invaluable to her. "Thank you M'Lord.." She says, more thanking him for allowing her to explore, but also answering her questions, giving her knowledge. "I like -" Her words were cut off with a short gasp when his hand took hers to his mouth, her own lips parting in surprise. She didn't pull back even as he fed her fingers into his mouth, though her body tightens beneath him. The first brush of his tongue is met with a tiny jump, but when it was just his tongue that explored her fingers, she settled back down, her fingers returning the caress of his tongue within his mouth by gently curving her joints.

His snout had felt odd pressed against her lips, just as his tail wrapped around her lower self felt peculiar. Neither was a bad thing, and when he settled back down, giving her hand back to her Shayna didn't ask. She simply returned to her exploration. She turned as much as she could so that she could settle a little more fully against him, her breasts pressing against the hard scales, one arm moving in an awkward embrace. The other raised, to caress the scales that lined his face, particularly the ones nearest the corner of his mouth, learning how they moved, how they parted for him to speak..or eat.

"The Rajors live quite a long time... the head of house for them is a Dhani that has outlived some of the other heads.. are.. will you have similar longevity?"

[Kalesserimamoru]

Mamoru watched as the teen slave started to explore again, seeing the change slowly growing in her oddly colored green eyes. There had been fear at first, hesitation, but that was slowly worked away into the stroking and more curious exploring that she did now. It wasn't a surprise for a non Dhani to be surprised and frighten of their Dhani form. But Shayna was able to curve that fear into curiosity in one night. There was something special about this one..he knew it when he bought her.

Shayna explored his face and the outline of his mouth, but this time he didn't bother to lick her fingers. He found her actions interesting and never before had a non Dhani wanted to touch him in this way. She seemed interested in his form and the way the scales lined and rolled together into patterns across his body. She seemed as interested in his body as he was in finding and exploring different ways to make her squirm. "I have lived a very long time, and I will live for much longer. Perhaps I will find a way to live forever...maybe I will share that knowlegde..maybe I won't. It will jusst dependsss..."

He moved his clawed hand through her dark hair, lightly pulling back on her head as he leaned closer and lapped at her neck. Sliding his tongue up the length of her flesh, before he nuzzled her cheek again. The Dhani slipped an arm around her lower back and lifted her up and closer to him. The Dhani nuzzled his snout against the girl's breasts, while making sure to palm them gently to stroke with his free hand. While Mamoru enjoyed bonding with his pet, the Rujaro lying close by took his last breath, and just before his life left his body, he jerked and made an odd groaning sound loud enough to break the trickster's concentration on kissing Shayna's body.

"Damn Rujaro...I ssuposse thiss sshould be cleaned up ssooner than later."

[Shayna]

In the moment, Shayna never forgot that she was his slave, as soon as he ran his hands into her hair her body loosened easily, submissively. Though her fingers continued stroked across anything they could reach, memorizing hard planes, they no longer explored on their own volition, instead accommodated his exploration. When he tugged her head back, a sigh that bordered on a deeper sound was given and her chin tips upward, giving him the entire slender column of her throat.

Her pulse sped when he lifted her closer, her legs squeezing automatically around him feeling the undulation of his muscle as he moved against her. The arm that was not already around him moved upwards, and around his head, running her fingers down his crown, trailing them along his jaw as he nuzzled and kissed. In some part of her mind she recognized that there was something odd about this situation, that perhaps she shouldn't be warming beneath his ministrations. Unless he ordered her not to feel or react, she wouldn't try and stop the spreading warmth that started in the pit of her belly and spread outward.

She didn't know what would cause a similar warmth in his body, or even if there would be a similar warmth. Even if he weren't in Dhani form she really wouldn't know what would. She wasn't trained in such arts, but that didn't mean that she wouldn't try. Shayna felt a stab of disappointment, a strange feeling for the slave who expected nothing, when the Rujaro made his final presence known. Her master's words help to cut through the fog that had settled over her mind, and her cheeks pinked a little at the memory of mere ticks before. She cleared her throat, and squirmed once more beneath him. "Yes M'Lord. If .. you will let me up... "She said, her voice just a little breathless but she managed to say so pointedly.. sort of, " I will go fetch some water and rags to clean up the mess. I do not know what to do with... with him though.."