24 hours. It had been exactly 24 hours since I left my little girl in the sewer tank. I kept myself occupied during those hours so that I didn��t have the urge to go in there and take her out, I knew she was in full torture, pain and dread but she had brought this on herself. If she had just followed the rules, if she��d just accepted her mate, me, she��d never be in this situation right now.??

Deep down, I didn��t want to hurt the one I was suppose to spend the rest of my life with but on the surface, how would I look if I just let her get away with the disrespect she gave to me? She had to learn. The hard way.?

Making my way to the dungeon, I have one thing on my mind. Her. I don��t know how I��ll feel seeing her so broken and torn down, quite literally as her skin will be in pieces but it was time to take her out of the tank and watch her suffer.?

Stepping inside the dungeon, my eyes fall onto her passed out form, she��s still chained to the tank, except now, she��s unconscious, probably from the pain she has endured from her skin ripping off. I want to hold her to tell her I��m sorry, to never harm her again, the more I look at her sleeping form, the more I want to take her in my arms and protect her but before I get too ahead of myself, I remind myself that this, this is her fault. She did this.?

Taking off her restraints, I pull her limp body out of the tank, carrying her straight to the table and placing her on it. She truly smelt awful, I guess that one, that one was my fault. Taking the hose attached to the wall, I spray her lifeless body down, not wanting her to drip any sewage water on my floors when I carry her to the bathroom.?

She��s still completely passed out by the time I place her inside the tub of warm water, almost like she��s dead and for a moment, I had to double check that I hadn��t killed her, when I feel the faint pulse on her neck, I am instantly relieved. I wanted to harm her, to teach her a lesson, not to kill her.?

��Wakey wakey rise and shine.��?

I say in a low tone as I watch her eyes flutter open and shut. She tries once more and this time when her eyes fall onto mine, she panics, startled, she inches further into the tub trying to get away from me, clearly still coming to her senses, I run a finger through her hair, earning myself a flinch of her body, she closes her eyes as she pleads:

��Please don��t hurt me.��

I wasn��t planning on it but the way she begged, the crack in her voice, it made me want to hurt her. To watch her squirm beneath me. I know her body wasn��t ready, she was too sore, too broken to be used and abused by me and quite frankly, her skin wasn��t looking so attractive, it was already starting to heal but it would take a few hours before her skin would go back to it��s normal form and a few hours, I didn��t have. I wanted her now.

Stripping out of my clothes, I watched her watch me, her eyes begging me not to touch her but deep inside the silver in her orbs, I could see the lust she felt for me.?

It didn��t take me long to get in the tub and pull her limp body on mine. She was so weak that even in the water, her legs hadn��t transformed into a tail, of course if I wanted to fuck her, I needed not to transform also so holding back from turning into a siren, I kept my human form, making her weak legs straddle my waste as I pressed my already on alert manhood against her entrance.?

She subconsciously moaned when she felt the tip of my length pressing against her, seeking entry, the water made it slippery, easier for me to slide in as I held her in my arms. I could feel her soft whimpers, she didn��t even have the energy to protest as I slid in and out of her tight space. Resting her head on my shoulder, I held her body tight against mine as I continued to intrude upon her body, she was vulnerable and I loved it.?

��Please.��?

She mumbled, I��m not sure if she herself knew what she was asking for but it didn��t matter, what she wanted didn��t matter. She would never get the chance to deny me what��s mine again.?

Rubbing on her clitoris as I picked up pace, now pounding into her, I could hear her soft moans, she was enjoying this, even if her mind tried, her body couldn��t reject me, a mates bond was too strong for her not to enjoy every single thing i was doing to her. Her moans only made me want to see her squirm and writhe against me more, so I pounded harder, thrusted deeper, rubbing her small nub, I watched her head tilt back as she came close, close to letting her pleasure release against my manhood.?

Another soft moan escaped her lips and it was enough to have me throw her back against the tub, shoving her straight under the water, I kept a tight grip on her neck, it wasn��t the water that was drowning her no, it was the grip of my fingers blocking her airway as I thrusted away, tearing apart her tight walls, making them succumb to my needs, the harder I pushed into her, the further I pressed, the more her legs shook around me, even while she was drowning, even close to her near death, her body couldn��t resist me.

With another movement of my hips, I felt her walls clench around my length as her legs shook, she looked almost dead as she let her juice flow all over my manhood, soon after it was my turn to release my orgasm, ejaculating inside her tight walls, I let go of her throat just before she could die, pulling her head out of the water and letting her take in a deep breath, I enjoyed watching her gasp, watching her desperately seek for air.?

A smile curved up the corners of my lips as I watched her lay back down into the tub, giving up fighting me or even attempting to escape, she was too worn out to even get out a word, good. I liked her better that way.

Broken,

And weak.?