Recap

She walked up and stood in front of him, his body clearly taller than hers by a few inches. Looking into his eyes that screamed anger and something much more, something she wanted to see in his eyes for some time, something she knew she can produce in any man's eyes with just her appearance and a single glance of the eyes alone…fear. The look of anger and fear, even a bit of uncertainty fuelled her body with great passion, knowing that she has the upper hand in the situation and that he hasn't a choice but to stay there and take whatever she dishes out on him. Raising the end handle of the whip, she taps his chin lightly as she giggles and smiles smugly at him, her eyes shining with dominance that Gene knew he could never overshadow. She stepped closer to him, her cold vinyl clad body pressing deeply against him and sending shivers through his body. Leaning into his ear and breathing hot air into his earlobe, what she said next sent more shivers and trembles up and down his spine more than he ever thought could be possible for him from saying such deep, sultry words.

"Tonight, you belong to me now." Hearing her slow low words, the dominance in her voice, he knew that he couldn't escape and that there will be no escaping from Aisha. Not now, not ever. Now he will stay in this cell, trapped to submit to the will of his kidnapper and about to be put to the test through a night she will never let him soon forget.

A Little Bit of Payback…

Chapter 2

Aisha leaned back from Gene, looking onto his face as she sees the fear it held. She smiled in his eyes, domination radiating off her as if the heat from the sun. Gene looked at her with as much defiance as he could muster, but in the situation he was in now, it was a losing battle for our poor hero. Aisha walked away from him, walking towards the steel table and turning on the lights, and she behind over, showing her voluptuous ass, to reach under the table only to pull out a very large black leather bag. Her back obscured Gene's line of vision as to see what she had in the bag.

Gene heard lots of clanging and jingling, as if loose coins were inside. She pulled out quite a few things, some he couldn't see and quite a few he didn't recognize. Aisha pulled out one last item and turned back to Gene, grinning menacingly at her prey. Gene wondered about that grin until she raised her hand up, open palm to show her toy her new gift for him, one that made him wide-eyed at the sight. A collar: metal, steel by the looks of it, and has an antique curling pattern on it, the design painted in gold. Around the back, it had a small box on it, but that wasn't what made him look at her crazy. It was the fact that she wanted him to WEAR that thing.

"Hell no! I'm NOT wearing THAT!!!!!" Aisha raised an eyebrow and then started laughing insanely, laughing so hard that it frighten Gene to think she cracked. She stopped laughing abruptly and gave him a glare that nearly made him peed in his boxers.

"As if you have a fuckin' choice in the matter," hissed Aisha, her fangs baring and ready to tear Gene a new scar, or pretty much tear off a chunk of his hind. She walked up to him slowly and was ready to place the collar on him until he started struggle against the restraints again.

"AISHA!!!! STOP THIS, YOU PSYCHO ANIMAL!!!! YOU LOST YOUR DAMN—!!!!"

-WHACK!!!-

Gene's head looked to the right, the pain and heat from his left cheek radiating off him. He could taste the coppery taste of his blood in his mouth, most of his blood seeping from his busted lip. Gene was too stun to move his head, so Aisha moved it for him with a rough pull to his hair and makes him face her angered face, her killing intent emerging greatly from her eyes. Gene was deathly afraid of Aisha right now for never has he seen such rage as he the one burning deeply into his eyes.

"Don't…you…EVA CALL ME THAT!!!!" -WHACK!!!- Another solid blow was delivered to his right cheek, the bruise becoming evident. Aisha grabbed him under his chin and made him face her and all her wrath.

"For years I had to put up with your shit and your funky-ass attitude with me. For years I had to hear you constantly disrespect with every, single, awful insult you could throw at me without a second thought!! FOR FOUR FUCKIN', HELL-DRIVEN YEARS I HAVE STAND LOYAL TO YOU, HELPED YOU ON YOUR WHACKED-OUT JOBS TO NOT EVEN GET A THIRD OF MY DAMN CUT AND TO BE USED AS A SCAPEGOAT FOR YOU INSULTS AND UNGRATEFULNESS WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE BEING A GODDAMN ASS!!!!!! NEWS FLASH, GENE!!! -Pulling on His Hair- YOU'RE NO LONGER IN CONTROL ANYMORE AND THE DAYS OF YOUR LAZY, UNGRATEFUL, SELF-RIGHTEOUS, HIGH-N-MIGHTY ATTITUDES TOWARDS ME WILL END TODAY AND NOW!!! GOT IT?!?!" Gene never heard her this angry, such wrath and vengeance dripping with ever word she spat at him. However, he never thought that those words…could carry pain as well. Not only was she mad, but in pain as to what she had to put up with being around him. Nevertheless, anger was more evident than pain and she was ready to unleash it on him if he didn't answer soon.

"Yeah…I got it," He spoke in a strained voice since his head was pulled back a bit, his neck stretching with it. Aisha released his hair, grabbed his chin and raised it up to meet her eyes, calm but deadly.

"Good boy," She dropped his chin, Gene's head nearly dropping from her release but tried to keep his head up. Aisha walked around back and unclasped the bar holding around Gene's neck. Once it was gone, Aisha quickly placed the collar around his neck, snapping it shut, which gave off two beeps. Gene heard this and was curious as to what that meant only to have Aisha explain it all.

"This little toy has an electrical pulse set into it. The collar will shock you with 500 volts of electricity to your neck and throughout your entire body if you even make a thought of tryin' to get it off ya. Now for the rules," she purred those last words as she walked back to face him and his swollen face, nothing less from a powerful Ktral-Ktral.

"Rule No.1: You will refer to me as Mistress, Dark Goddess, or 'My Queen'. Anything less, insulting, or not the names I referred to and I'll shock your balls to oblivion." Gene gulped.

"Rule No.2: You will speak when I say you can speak. You will respond to me quickly and without hesitation, sayin' 'Yes' with the followin' names I want to be called.

"Rule No.3: If you value ANY part of your body, you will do what I say, when I say it with no questions or hesitation. You are to obey my EVERY whim without a second thought and do it quickly. You will cum when I say cum, you will eat when I say eat; you will come to me when I tell you to come, and so on and so forth.

"Rule No.4: Don't ever in your life touch…my…stuff without my permission," She growled at him that time.

"Rule No.5: Don't try to escape. You won't be able to because the collar will shock ya numb before you're even three feet to the control panel.

"And Rule No.6: You will pleasure me to the fullest extent and do so with satisfaction, and after each session, you will say 'Thank you' with the following names I prefer to be called. Anything less or insulting, and I'll shove a twelve in. vibrating dildo up ya ass." Gene went wide-eyed when he heard that.

"You are at MY mercy, meaning that in this and the next room, you have no help, no escape, and nowhere to run. Punishment will be different, harsh and will come swiftly and painful to you if you so much as think of resistin' me. Learn these rules well because tonight is our first session. Try and keep up, small fry," She giggled lowly at him and walked back to the table. She put back her items, pulled out a leash, and grabbed the bag. Aisha walked up to Gene and strapped the leash to his collar. Seeing it secure, she stepped back and smirk as she snapped her fingers. The 'X' shape bar moved to make a straight line with Gene's arms being pulled along with it. As the bars came to together, the cuffs on Gene's wrists linked together, the cuffs on his ankles cuffing around them, and released Gene from the strainful hold, Gene falling to the ground.

"I see the drugs haven't worn off yet." She giggled, "Oh well. Get up," She hissed at him as she pulled on the collar. Gene would give anything to give her a good smack to the face. Female or not, anger or not, she doesn't have the right to treat him this way. When he didn't respond to her pulling, he received a very unpleasant sensation run down from his neck to his head and his entire body, screaming in agony until it finally stopped after three seconds or more.

"What the FUCK did I just say?! GET YOUR PUNK-ASS UP NOW!!!!"

"Blow me,"Gene whispered. A mistake on his part as Aisha kick him painfully hard in his stomach, the bile in his stomach raising up and slipping over a drain surprisingly, draining down the hole. He coughed up a bit of blood and weakly looked up to Aisha, intending to glare, but lost that battle as well when he saw her eyes. Such malice and anger they held. Gene knew now that it wouldn't matter if he fought her or not, the very fact that his unarmed, half-naked, have a torture device around his neck, and trap in a room with a super-human, immortal Ktral-Ktral pretty much shot his chances of a fight straight to hell. He has no choice but to obey if he wants to survive the first night in Aisha's Torture Chamber of Doom.

Slowly and weakly, Gene tried to rise on his feet; his knees shoke as he forced himself up, but managed to stand all the same only to have his head roughly pulled down to meet those eyes once again. "I can be a merciful mistress and treat ya like a prince, but I can also be one of the sickest, cruelest, malicious, most inhumane bitches you would never wish to cross. Ya choices are limited and so is my patience, so if you don't want ya dick on my dresser in a glass jar, you…will…respect me…got it?" As much as he would hate himself for it, he had to give in.

"Yes…mistress,"

"Good boy. COME!!" She pulled harshly on the leash, Gene nearly falling forward but managed to stand and follow her. Aisha placed her hand on the wall, a blue glow appearing behind her palm as it faded away.

-Good evening, Dark Goddess. Welcome back.- When the doors slid back, a bright light hit their faces, nearly blinding Gene until it dimmed down, Gene un-squinting his eyes and widen them in shock as he looked into the room. Aisha turned to him, a malicious smirk breaking across her face, her words hissing in his ears.

"Welcome, slave, to Aphrodite's Lair,"