Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

Register a free account today to become a member! Once signed in, you'll be able to participate on this site by adding your own topics and posts, as well as connect with other members through your own private inbox!

Punishment

Lira Dajenn

Guest
With a confident stride Nemene began to walk up the stairs from the beast pits.

The air around her seemed to prickle and dance with joy, she seemed to give off a smell of pure mirth and the smile on her face was almost terrifyingly joyous. Today had been a wondrous day. Evelynn had been isolated, she had been brought to heel, and finally, she had realized that Nemene was not to be loved, not to be cared about, but to be worshiped.

Glee ran through Nemene as she looked down to her side, trying to spot Evelynn crawling on her knee's.

A slight distaste entered her mouth as she found the Silent Sister lagging behind her. “Faster!”

She practically screeched the words. There was no use in having Evelynn lag behind her, they still had so much to do. With a harsh hand Nemene grasped Evelynn's golden locked, pulling on her hair and throwing her up half a dozen steps with a single sweep of her arm.

“We have so much to do.” This time her voice was sultry, and a kick to Evelynn's backside sent her scurrying faster up the steps.
 

Users who are viewing this thread

Top Bottom