After a very intense night, I was able to sleep a little when the sun rose. After sleeping, I woke up sowhere in a very comfortable bed with Pandora by my side.
I’m clean of all blood, sweat, and bodily fluids, so soone must have given a bath, and I suspect it was Pandora herself, given the obsessed look on her face. I doubt she would have let anyone else touch my body.
This place is probably her castle, as this room reminds a lot of when I first ca here. I look out the window and realize it’s already quite late, with the sun high in the sky it must be around 4pm.
I was so tired that I slept a lot. Pandora has an absurd lust, and I couldn’t even pass out from exhaustion because of her relic. We did it in various ways and positions, to the point where my body is now all sore.
"Hehehe," I hear a little giggle and look at Pandora, who was apparently awake the whole ti. She has a cheerful little smile, like a happy child.
"You slept a lot, Zephyra, so I didn’t get to show you your punishnt." My body shivers at the word "punishnt." I don’t know what she’ll do, and now, without the relic that took away a lot of my fear, I’m scared.
I’m very afraid of her and this situation.
"Let’s go? I have to take you there soon," Pandora says, getting up from the bed. She’s wearing a black dress with red details, and I look at myself, wearing a white dress with fluffy ruffles.
I get up from the bed and start following her, the fear dominating makes take hesitant steps. What happened to my father? What will happen to ? These questions keep repeating in my mind.
Through the long corridors, I see several maids bowing to Pandora as we follow our path. We pass through several rooms until we reach one that seems to be a dining room.
Pandora sits at the right end of the table, waving her hand for to sit at the left end, so I’ll be facing her. The table is not very large.
I obey, breathing deeply to calm myself. I walk to the table and sit in the chair as she wanted. She just stares at in an uncomfortable silence.
She doesn’t seem to care about anything other than observing , so I decide to initiate the dialogue.
"P-Pandora, you ntioned a punishnt? Could you tell more about it?" I want it to be over as soon as possible, the sooner it’s done, the sooner I’ll gain a little freedom.
"Yes, that’s right. Although it will be quite mild, don’t worry, I won’t physically hurt you. But it’s also a punishnt for your father, who failed and didn’t fulfill his part of the contract."
I don’t know if this is concerning or not, but at least I won’t be physically hard.
’Wait...she said physically...why emphasize that...’ I feel shivers and a sense that sothing very bad is going to happen.
"Maids, you can bring Zephyra’s food," Pandora says with a Machiavellian smile.
"Zephyra, you must be hungry, right? It’s already late, and you haven’t eaten anything since last night...unless my sen counts as food, in which case you must be quite full," she says in a malicious tone, making blush in embarrassnt.
But in a way, she’s right, her sen really did satisfy any hunger I might have had, which is strange, to say the least.
"But then, Zephyra, how about telling a little about yourself while the food arrives?"
She asks while placing her elbows on the table and resting her head on her hands.
"I don’t know what to say..." I don’t know what she wants to know, so I just look at the table, trying to avoid the discomfort I feel with her intense gaze on .
"How about talking about yourself? What was your life like in that boring village?" She says with disdain regarding my village.
"It was...normal...can we not talk about that?" I don’t like talking about it, my life was basically being locked in that room in the dark for most of my life.
"Hahaha, of course, it’s not like I need you to tell what I already know." When she says this, the maid enters, making wonder even more about how much Pandora really knows about .
The maid soon places a large silver tray with a cover on the table and leaves. I wonder what’s inside, Pandora seems eager and excited to open it.
"Zephyra, this is your punishnt, you understand? Your punishnt is to eat what’s in the tray. Of course, this is also Varion’s punishnt."
"Punishnt...of my father? P-Pandora, where is he?" I look around, trying to find my father, but he’s obviously not in the room, so I don’t understand how this punishnt is also for my father.
Pandora gets up from the chair and walks elegantly over to . She takes my hand and pulls up. I don’t understand why she made sit and now made stand, but I decide to just obediently follow.
She takes to the side of the table and places my hand on the silver lid. I notice that Pandora has a manic smile that gives chills, her tail swaying excitedly.
My draconic features have already been hidden, but if they were here, they would be trembling with fear and anxiety, connected to this bad feeling I have.
Pandora releases my hand and takes a step back. It’s obvious that even though she doesn’t say anything, she wants to open the lid. I take a deep breath to see what’s inside.
I start to open the lid slowly, but the anxiety is stronger, and I pull the lid off quickly. As soon as I pull off the silver lid, my eyes widen in horror, and I stagger back, letting the lid fall to the floor.
Pandora holds , preventing from falling to the floor. What’s on the tray is the decapitated head of my father, surrounded by raw at that has been placed in an artistic way, while a red heart has been drawn with what I assu is blood.
"Shhh, don’t need to scream," Pandora whispers in my ear. The fear and confusion are so great that I can’t even process what I’m seeing. While I’m ntally stunned, Pandora guides to the chair and sits down.
Soon, Pandora pulls the tray closer to with her tail, forcing to face the decapitated head of my father.
Pandora grabs one of the at strips that is dripping blood on the table and puts it in her mouth, savoring it slowly.
"Hmm, not bad, even your father is quite tasty for an arrogant and manipulative old man," she says, making fully understand that everything on the plate, each ingredient, is a part of my father. I feel the tears streaming down my face.
I think I’ve never felt so much fear and despair together at once. The sight is disturbing.
The tears flow freely, fear and sadness joining together. Pandora grabs a fork that was on the tray and starts poking the at, as if choosing. Soon, she grabs one and brings the fork to my mouth.
I look at her with a silent, desperate plea for her not to do this.
"Open your mouth, rember, Zephyra, this is your punishnt for trying to deceive ." Her malicious smile is sothing I will never forget. While tears stream without stopping, I open my mouth, too afraid to disobey this madwoman.
My vision blurs from the tears as I hold back the sobs. As soon as she puts the at in my mouth, I feel like vomiting. Pandora puts her hand over my mouth.
"Zephyra, don’t even think about it. If you don’t fulfill your punishnt like a good girl, I’ll have to punish you more severely." I nod desperately. When I agree with her, a smile appears on her face as she slowly removes her hand from my mouth.
I start chewing, every bite causing inexplicable despair as the tears fall. I may be at odds with my father and not like him very much, but he’s still my father.
"Zephyra, stop stalling and swallow it already. There’s still a lot on the tray, and I won’t be satisfied until you’ve eaten at least 30% of what’s in front of you," Pandora says when I take too long to swallow.
I swallow, crying, the taste of raw at and blood increasing my disgust, as I struggle not to vomit everything I just ate.
Pandora takes another at strip and puts it in her mouth, eating it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
The iron sll is not sothing I could get used to in a single night, so it’s still uncomfortable.
Pandora grabs another at strip with the fork and puts it in my mouth. Her lunatic smile as she feeds fills with fear. She seems so happy with this.
I open my mouth to eat another piece, the tears still falling. I can’t stop crying, both from fear and sadness.
"Smile, Zephyra," I look at Pandora’s face when she says that. She gives a smile and repeats:
"Smile, Zephyra, I want to see you smiling." I give her a tearful smile as I chew the at she gave . Pandora gives a happy smile as well, her happiness evident on her face.
Pandora kisses while I cry. She seems so happy with all of this. We mix saliva and blood from the at as she kisses deeply and possessively.
She separates from the kiss, leaving a slightly silvery-red thread between our lips.
"Hmm," Pandora lets out a lustful moan, as if the act of kissing was extrely stimulating, as if the mixture of intimacy and blood excited her sexually.
Soon, she goes back to picking up the at with the fork to feed .
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