A/N: This is an Aife and Lauren story. Bo will be mentioned in this story, but she's definitely not the focus. This was story was never listed as a Bo/Lauren romance, just because both characters are listed. Nonetheless, I do apologize if this was triggering for anyone. This is a non-con, dark story. Aife is breaking Lauren mentally. I will mention again this is an Aife/Lauren story, not Bolo. There are enough Bolo stories on here for you guys to tickle to your fancies if you so desire.

I also realize I haven't indicated any timeline. Oopsie! I'm thinking this could be around the beginning of season two, but making serious modifications on what happened. Aife didn't fall from the staircase, she escaped. I'm pretty rusty on my Lost Girl chronological storyline, but I don't think Aife's character was explained in depth in season 1. If I'm wrong, my apologies. Also, Nadia hasn't quite come onto the scene yet.

I'm not really happy with the chapter. I changed things and took some stuff, yet the feeling remains. Oh well, I hope you all enjoy and thank you for reading. :)

All mistakes are my own.

Chapter 2

Day 5

Her senses were deceiving.

Around the twelfth hour, Lauren began to hallucinate, seeing visions and colors behind her eyelids. Bo stood-basked in light-hand outstretched as if to touch her, beckoning Lauren closer with a gentle smile, but that smile had turned sinister when Dyson appeared behind Bo to possessively kiss her cheek. Startled from the images, Lauren cried for hours afterward, a futile attempt for her tears to wash away the ache. Through heavy grief she was able to ignore her twitching muscles that protested from hours of standing.

The only consolation was the bath scents acting as an calming aid, lulling her into a trance after emptying her tear ducts.

And from this experience Lauren felt she began to understand Aife and the sensuality in how she operated. Her actions seemed organic, but there was calculation present based solely on desirable outcomes. Lauren knew to move in that way one had to be extremely devoted and persistent. She knew because she ascribed to those same ideals. Everything she did was for Nadia. Nadia had been her lighthouse guiding her through the tumultuous life of being a slave to the Light fae.

Lauren wondered what was Aife's lighthouse?

Her curiosity was peaked about the older know her would be to know Bo. Stifling a cry when a pain traveled up her back, Lauren replayed what she did that landed her in this predicament.

Like flicking a switch Aife grinned haughtily, moving up Lauren's body, wrapping her mouth around an earlobe. The succubus chuckled deep in her chest feeling blonde's involuntary shudder. "By the time I'm through with you you're going to be begging to lap at my cunt like its made with ambrosia."

Lauren growled, failing to dislodge the woman from her. "Get the hell off of me!"

Aife sighed, almost appearing genuinely distressed as she stepped away from the blonde. "I try and try to make you feel welcomed in my home and this is the respect you show."

Her expression was so intense, irises turning bright blue, Lauren found herself averting her gaze, but steeling herself to speak, "And what respect is to be gained when I've been kidnapped? I am an unwilling captor so you're definition of respect needs to be tailored to my current position."

"I know a thing or two about you dear. How is this any different than the treatment you are usually given? Aren't all bonds but the same when freedom is taken away?" Aife asked contemplatively as she ran a finger across her lower lip, her eyes brown and open. Lauren didn't think the action was meant to be seductive, but she still felt her breath shallow at the smooth and innocuous movement, at her soft inquisitive eyes and dark hair so reminiscent of Bo's. Lauren paused hearing the statement, unnerved at the niggling idea of agreement with the woman's logic. "You should get used to being in the dark because you're about to be for a long time."Aife whispered as she fit the blindfold back onto Lauren's face. "Nighty, night pet."

Lauren panicked when she ruminated on the possible effects that could damage her psyche and the thought scared her. She struggled against the binds, ignoring the pain in her limbs. "Stop! oh god."

Aife chided the woman, gripping her chin firmly- eyes boring into the gasping blonde's. "None of that. I suggest you use this time to think about what it is you want, pet. Your actions dictate how you are treated here. I'm sure you're aware of the theory of cause and effect."

The blonde realized there was a distinct dissimilarity between Bo and her mothers penetrating gaze. Where Bo's gaze hinted at a deep affection and trust that left the blonde feeling warm, but in all honesty slightly frustrated-due to her own insecurities about the succubus' sexual trysts, Aife's gaze gave her sobering tremors. The woman was a mystery unbeknownst and her curiosity was peaked in a purely scientific way to understand the source of where her love came from. Her beautiful Bo was the daughter of this….complex creature. She just wasn't sure if she wanted to explore why there was such a haunting cloud over her eyes.

Her clothes had been cut from her body, leaving her naked and vulnerable. With false bravado Lauren said, "If you think your tactics are any worst than what I've already experienced at the Ash's hands then you're delusional."

Her mouth was going to get her into trouble.

She progressed little by little, increasing the pain until it was almost unbearable. Her fingernails were blunt, short and with surgeon-like precision she scraped and dug into her skin until her whole body was crisscrossed with red streaks. Lauren couldn't decipher what implement she used next but it was cold and sharp, leaving choppy painful bruises on raw dirty patches of skin.

Lauren was sweating, heaving, biting her lip. Her whole body felt on fire. "Pet, if you could only see the beautiful picture of your body. Your mind is a stubborn little thing, but your body wills itself to me." A cry left the blonde's lips as soft hands slid down her arms to massage her breasts. Instinctively her hips jutted out, and Lauren growled at herself for liking the way the breathy chuckle fell on her ears.

Then she moved to temperatures. She poured freezing cold water on her that left her gasping. Afterwards, there was hot wax. By then Lauren had bit into her lip from the piercing sensations, tasting metallic in her mouth and feeling the swell.

Startling the blonde, the softest touch from a hand caressed her cheek. "I'm just getting started with you. "And after reaching the precipice of her pain, Aife began to pulse her body, until she was moaning and crying for a completely different reason, but she never let her orgasm, never gave her relief.

Her arousal was mixing through the lavender and rosemary, a thick fragrance that left her feeling dizzy. Her thighs were slick and sticky splattered with her wetness. All Lauren could do was feel everything, having been blindfolded for over hours. She was near close to begging to feel a momentary relief and she had the feeling that's exactly what the bitch wanted.

Lauren felt a lump in her throat when a hand ran down her neck to nestle above her heart. There was an intimacy in the gesture apparent in the touch that pulled at the doctors emotions for the succubus. "All you have to do is tell me what you want, pet."

Lauren inhaled deep, surprisingly moved by the intimate touch. But she held onto her resolve, trying to steady her breathing. "Get your hand off me. "

A chuckle rose from the succubus. "Mmm, I love a feisty woman. But you would do well to remember, I always win in the end."

Then the hellish sensations started all over again. The scratches, wax and ice, then leading to the precipice of experiencing the intense sexual energy that flowed through her body and wrecked her senses. She wanted to beg so badly, but couldn't. In despair, Lauren clenched her hands until raw, red marks filled her palms. Finally there was nothing. A passing disappointment ran through her at the absence, the challenge, but she tucked that thought away in the recesses of her mind to not dwell on. It might make her go insane trying to decipher why that was.

"I think I'll leave you to ponder the error of your ways, pet."

What Lauren didn't know was that the woman sat in the room for hours afterwards, watching her intently in adirmation.

This is the predicament she found herself in; blind and hallucinating. Try as she might, it was impossible to stop the onslaught of emotions.

She had no concept of time or how long she had been experiencing sensory deprivation. It was hard to separate herself and analyze what she was experiencing like the scientist she naturally was.

Everything on her body hurt. Yet, even through that there was an underlying of pleasure that coursed in her endorphins were pumping from her body overstepping the precipice of her sensations. It felt as if her mind was beginning to deteriorate.

Day 6

A soft hand startled her conscious, though a haze lingered. For a moment Lauren thought she went blind, but gained the mental faculties enough to remember the blindfold and the constant pressure around her eyes. "Sshh pet…ease yourself." Gods help her, Lauren greedily leaned into the welcomed touch. Being neglected of tender contact for so long, she was starving for anyone to make her forget the ache of seeing Bo and Dyson's face floating in her dreams, their happiness mocking her.

Her history with Bo was full of what felt like unrequited love and grief. When the young succubus dropped into her life Lauren began to feel alive once more after so long. But there was never time to just be with the hero. Cases and fae kept them apart to where Lauren became happy with pining for the succubus from afar. It was obvious the feelings were mutual but after they slept together it went downhill and she never had the opportunity to completely repair the damage that was caused from that night.

Was Bo trying to find her?

Or was Dyson, Kenzi, Trick trying to get Bo to cut her losses? Who was Lauren but a pawn to be used?

Aife's words began to make sense in her head more and more. Aren't all bonds the same if it isn't freedom?

"I'm sorry.." Lauren said dejectedly. She wasn't sure who she was apologizing to anymore.

"Im going to untie you right now. Then, if you would like I could bathe you. Ease your pain, pet. Would you like that?"

Tears began to damped her blindfold. Unable to talk from the lump in her throat, Lauren only nodded.

Aife freed her with care, the movements a stark difference from the way she used the hands for torture. Lauren watched the hands move in silence with interest. The blonde was near exhaustion, but the succubus easily held her. She slowly removed the blindfold from her face and immediately Lauren tirelessly blinked her eyes. Thankfully, the lights were off, only lit candles were their source of light, that was glowing from the opened bathroom.

She would normally have her thralls carry her conquests, but this was…personal. Oh, she was going to have this woman if it was the last thing she did. Aife could see the stubbornness and loyalty the blonde wielded and it her want the human all the more. Almost as if figuring out a puzzle, there was something special, different, about Lauren and Aife wanted to explore it. The more she spent trying to gain the woman's trust the more she found herself wanting to keep the strong-willed, intelligent woman for her own desire.

She had one of her thralls run the bath, placing healing balms inside to ease the human's pain. When the task was done the woman left without a word leaving them alone. Taking a deep breath and calming her senses Aife stripped and climbed into the tub. Silently, Aife only held out her hand to the human. As not to break the tension there was no words spoken, only meeting of the eyes. Aife felt her eyes shift to blue and the blondes reaction. Gingerly Lauren was led down into the spacious tub. The succubus noticed that the human shivered when the warmth hit her body. The tile was cool as she sat and lounged in the spacious area. She held the blonde close to her frame, rubbing the malleable skin, kissing her bruises and whispering encouraging words while the blonde sat between her legs.

"I didn't want to hurt you, pet." Aife whispered, massaging the blondes shoulders gently. "I care properly for whats mine. Though you perceive me as some monster, but I am no greater monster than you have already witnessed with the Light. I want to take care of you." She slowly wrapped her arms around the blonde in a hug, nestling her chin on Lauren's shoulder. She then felt the woman breath raggedly and sniffle. "Where do you go? Where's your safe place?"

"I don't know..Bo's my safe place." Lauren's voice was thick with emotion. "I feel so guilty for that too. My world revolved around someone else and somehow I failed her, my loyalty eroding away."

"What are you thinking about..." Aife paused, starting to slowly pulse her with warmth and pleasure as if not to completely distract her from speaking.

"Better the pleasure than the pain" Lauren began to chant in her mind, welcoming the touch.

The weather that day was lovely. A golden sun shone in the sky and was still out when Bo had surprised Lauren in the lab. Kenzi and Bo had just finished up a case and was on the way to the Dal for a celebration, per Kenzi's orders.

"Hey." Bo strolled into the lab, decked out in her warrior outfit, all black and boots and enough weaponry to supply a small village.

Lauren turned from her microscope, grinning. "Bo. Just the woman I want to see." Scooting her chair away from her workspace, Lauren walked to the succubus for a warm reception.

"Oh." Bo feigned ignorance before smiling devilishly when Lauren enveloped her in a hug. Pulling away slightly, Bo grinned. "Am I due for a check-up?"

It was easy to get lost in the blonde. Her energy was distracting. It would penetrate her body until Bo felt drunk and horny on the sexual energy. But she had a date with Kenzi and some Buckthorne at the Dal. Ignoring the doctors body reactions, she focused on the angelic image of Lauren, the adoration directed at her that she did nothing to deserve.

Bo felt a warmth when staring in Lauren's eyes she had never felt so much trust and love from a gaze. "I came to see if you were free to head to the Dal with me and Kenzi?"

"That night was wonderful." Lauren finished retelling the story. "It was everything I could've hoped for. I should've known it wouldn't last. Happy endings aren't for me. I have to be satisfied with the memory of what was."

"Such longing." Aife whispered, observing the human with new eyes. "I envy Isabeau in some ways. I cant remember the last time I felt something akin to what you must feel for her. Once upon a time I thought I had that, but in naivety I mistook interest for love...what happened next?"

"She found out about the Ash wanting me to keep tabs on her, even wanting me to..." Lauren looked ashamed for a second before hardening her expression. "distract her from going after Vex."

"My baby girl's just like her grandmother." Lauren noticed the ghost of warmth pass over Aife's face as she spoke of her mother. Just as soon it had appeared it vanished. "Always thinking of others."

The more Lauren thought about the similarities between the Light fae and Aife she noticed there wasn't much difference. Granted, with the Light fae she had her medicine, the distraction, and the routine. Here, there was no routine, no order, and that left the blonde off-kilter. Nonetheless, she was intrigued enough to want to learn Aife's history and understand what made her tick. Maybe it was the scientist within her but it was still valid?

Both wielded a heavy hand for discipline. Nonetheless, try as she might, she would be lying if she denied the ways that being around Aife was beginning to afford her some semblance of comfort. If she thought back to the origin of things enough Lauren could see traces of Bo in the woman.

If she didn't analyze things so hard Lauren knew she could fall into this lie.

If she squinted, Lauren felt the similarity between Bo and Aife's touch.