Chapter 94: Sashimi and Stretch

Chapter 94: Sashimi and Stretch

An hour later, Xenia had healed every single commoner who had appeared before her in the basilica. Over five hundred individuals had come to be healed, and she didn’t leave until seeing every one of them.

The ailments ranged from cancer, broken arms, congenital syndromes, mental illness, and more. The people hailed her as a God which she happily accepted, and word had even gotten back to her of her unofficial title amongst the people, ‘St. BloodStar the Healer’.

She smiled every time she heard the name knowing that her new empire adored her. She walked through the ornate halls of the basilica with stained glass shining colored light on her everywhere she went.

She turned the corner to her room and heard her stomach growl, “Right on time.” She walked in to her excessively large master suite to a welcomed sight, “Right where I left you. Good boy. Have you thought any more about what I said?”

Tied to a table with his hands and feet restrained by taught rope was a fully naked man. The man was a Pope Gregory zealot, and Xenia had hoped to squeeze information out of him relating to more of his group and where to find them.

She approached the table and ran her black leather glove down his body as she walked around to his head and stood over him, “This is your last chance to tell me everything you know. Otherwise, these ropes are going to get tighter and tighter on this rack until your body tears in two.”

She laughed at his frightened face and mused to herself, “I quite hope you don’t tell me anything, so I can watch you die.”

The man looked up at her and pleaded, “I don’t know anything! I swear! I swear! Please believe me!”

She put her hand up to her chin and pretended to be in thought. She then suddenly said, “I don’t believe you.”

As the man began to plead once more, Michael entered the room. He took a few slow, hesitant steps into the room as the door closed behind him, “What is going on here? I thought I was arriving for dinner with you, Xenia?”

She gave him a huge smile and skipped over to him, “Oh you are!” She took his hand and led him over to the rack that her prisoner laid upon, “I am interrogating my prisoner on the whereabouts of his friends. I don’t need zealots of the old regime meddling in my empire. Do I?”

She put her hand to his chest and looked at him expectantly with a smile. He hesitated but ultimately said, “In the Holy Light Empire, it is illegal to torture prisoners of any kind. You should not be doing this.”

She took a step back and gave him an unpleased look as she ran her tongue over her top teeth, “Don’t ever tell me what I can and can’t do Michael. I am above the law in this empire and in every empire.”

She then walked through him as she walked around the table to the other side and said, “And you are above the law too, Michael.”

She removed her knife from her boot and said, “Now come, let’s eat.” She dug the knife into the prisoner’s chest preparing to carve out her first bite; however, she was immediately interrupted by Michael who shouted, “No!”

He grabbed her hand and stopped her, “I cannot stand by and watch you do this. I have had enough of this brutal behavior.”

She bloodbent his hand away from hers and said, “I think all you need to do is get your hands dirty yourself. Then you will come around.”

She then proceeded to hand him the knife and held his body still with her bloodbending. She began to walk around to his side of the table once more saying, “Don’t even think about resisting me. I am giving you the most free reign of anyone, allowing you to freely travel to my greatest enemies with utmost trust. But if you feel the need to defy me in my daily activities... then where else will you eventually defy me?”

Xenia put her hands behind her head and smiled, “What a divine meal! Fit for a divine ruler truly.”

She stood up and walked around Michael and the rack table, “You know... we don’t have any of these stretching tables in my empire. This is medieval in design. And you tried to tell me you don’t torture in the Holy Light Empire... please.”

Michael looked to the stretching rack table and said, “Our history is brutal, yes.”

After walking around the table, she arrived back at Michael, “I’ve never seen one of these in action. Will you show me?”

Michael silently looked to the prisoner with an obvious mental struggle. Xenia put her hand to his face and pushed his cheek to face her directly as she said, “It’s just one prisoner. One prisoner who would see me dethroned. He means nothing. Kill him for me. Kill him for me and you can have me again. Any way you want this time.”

She began to tie the ends of the ropes to Michael’s hands and feet before walking back over to her Chaise lounge.

Before laying down, she began to unbutton her pants and inch out of them, “Come on Michael. Come over here and fuck me. Any way and anywhere you want.”

Michael took a step forward towards Xenia and felt his arms and legs pull the rope taught. The prisoner gave out a frightened squeal as his arms and legs pulled taught along with the rope connected to Michael.

Xenia fully removed her pants, and she began to unbutton her top as she continued her slow striptease saying, “Come on Michael, don’t you want me? If nothing else, come punish me. I’ve been such a bad girl.”

Michael pulled hard against the ropes taking another step as he heard the stretch of human flesh behind him.

Xenia had no shirt and no pants on as she stood fully nude with just her boots on, “Come hate fuck me. Think of all the innocent men I’ve killed so painfully. You need to come teach me a lesson, Michael.”

Michael took another step forward pulling the rope ever more taught. Xenia laid down on the lounge and said, “Come on! I’m ready! I need you to hurt me!”

Michael wanted nothing more than to punish her for her foul deeds; however, he also, in the back of his mind, knew he would have to kill this prisoner to do so.

Xenia gave a sigh and said, “Fine. I guess you don’t want to teach me a lesson.” She arched her back on the lounge and said, “I’ll just kill him myself. He will be dead, and I’ll still be a bad girl who sorely needs a lesson taught to her.”

As she finished her sentence, Michael had heard enough. He finally used his full strength and pounced forward at her. As he did, the ropes pulled with a massive force against the prisoner. The sudden, sharp force of the pull tore the prisoner’s body in two at the waist as his skin frayed and his organs splayed over the table with a pool of crimson blood spilling as the prisoner’s cries went from the top of his lungs, to a measly whimper, to a deathly silence.

With the prisoner’s body torn into two, Michael was free of his binds, and he jumped atop Xenia who smiled. He wiped her smile off of her face quickly though as he wrapped his big hand around her throat and began to squeeze and choke her.

With his other hand, he pulled her hair taught and leaned in, “All of my anger. All of my rage. You will receive!”

She could hardly speak with his strong hand around her throat, but she smiled up at him and rolled her eyes back in pleasure. This was exactly what she wanted, and she was excited to feel his rage inside of her.This chapter made its debut appearance via N0v3lB1n.