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Rat tries to let the frustrations of the day out of her mind as she sinks down through the water elevator to her bunker. The coral decorations on either side of the stream of water are usually a soothing sight, but today, they're just not doing it for her.
Because it's yet another day that her fucking subordinates are completely useless. Mugm still hasn't tracked down Loonac yet, and Boomie and Galaxy keep letting Dimofy and Evpark slip away. So annoying. Rat would just get herself some replacements, but it'll be better to save that as a project for when she finally crushes the last pockets of resistance against her power.
She lands in the shallow pool at the bottom of the elevator.
It's cold and dark down here. There are a few soft lights hidden among the larger coral structures along the walls, but they serve more to cast long shadows across the gently rippling surface of the water.
Rat sighs and walks through the shallow water towards the wall to the north side of the bunker. She touches the hidden panel that opens the door and watches it slide away, revealing her favorite room in this whole place.
Ah.
There's a sight that never fails to brush all her troubles away.
Nufuli as pretty as ever tied up on the machine. His arms and legs are strapped securely into place, and there's a mask blinding his vision and muffs blocking out sound. He's letting out little gasps in time with the dildo pushing rhythmically in and out of him. Exactly how she left him a few hours ago. Well, aside from the come that's painted on his stomach and thighs.
She smiles and crosses the room over to her pretty pet.
"Did you miss me?" she whispers, even though Nufuli can't hear it. She reaches out to touch his chin and he lifts up his face and breathes in deeply.
"Rat…" he says breathlessly. "Rat… Rat…"
Rat presses her thumb against Nufuli's chin and he opens his mouth for her, even as he keeps letting out little gasps and pants as the machine continues to fuck him. She wonders how many times he's come while she's been gone. He must be so sore right now. So loose and open for her.
"Mm, good boy," she says. She pushes her thumb inside Nufuli's mouth and holds it open while she takes a potion out of her inventory. "If only everyone else could follow your example. Just shut up and take what I decide for them. Don't you think they'd be better off?"
She tips the potion into Nufuli's mouth. He closes his lips around the bottle and swallows so obediently for her. He even moans for her once he tastes what she's giving him: regeneration. Because while she likes him fucked out and submissive underneath her, she also likes to make him come a few more times before she lets him sleep. And he doesn't protest anymore. He knows what she expects of him.
Nufuli finishes off the last of the potion. Rat puts the empty bottle away and strokes the side of Nufuli's face, allowing a gentle smile to grace her features. Nufuli leans into her hand.
"Rat," he says. "Please…"
"Mm," Rat leans in again to kiss him. He opens up and lets her have everything she wants, everything she deserves. All he needs to do is give up like he always does these days. She licks the remnants of regen off his lips and reaches down to shut the machine off.
"Rat—"
"I'll give you what you want," Rat says. "You've been so patient, waiting for me."
It's familiar work to unstrap Nufuli and pull him off the machine. Even with the regen, he can barely support himself on his legs when he comes off it, instead leaning into Rat's arms like a newborn calf. She hums and pets his head while he hides his face in Rat's chest and shudders at regaining his hearing. She keeps it nice and quiet down here, but she knows it's always a lot on him when she's left him in the machine for more than a few hours.
"Mm, I've got you," Rat says.
Nufuli just breathes shakily and clings to her. Rat indulges him for a minute and makes soft soothing noises for him, but thoughts from earlier in the day are starting to come back.
Mugm's reluctant report that Loonac's trail has gone cold again.
Evpark slipping away from Boomie again.
Admittedly it was a little fun to check in on Galaxy and watch him while invisible in the corner of the room while he tortured Slushly with their soul bond again. Rat is honestly surprised that Slushly is still so defiant and stubborn, but maybe he's still holding out hope that he'll be able to break free and try to find his little friend down here.
Rat laughs at that.
Nufuli curls closer to her in her arms and whines.
"Rat…"
"Mm, let's take you to bed," Rat says. "You've been so good for me today."
The bedroom isn't far from the room where she keeps Nufuli while she's out. It's decorated elaborately with more variations of corals, pearls, netherite and glittering diamonds. But the best treasure in here is the one that Rat lays out on the bed, who's finally blinking up at her with those pretty dark eyes of his.
Rat climbs on top of him. She's still clothed in her dress, which pools across Nufuli like another mark of her ownership. She leans down to kiss him, and once again he takes it like the good boy he is. He moans for her, tilts his face so she can kiss him deeper. He reaches up to touch her forearms and whines.
Such a needy thing. He wants her to touch him so badly.
So she gives him what he wants. She touches his skin: his face, his arms, his chest, his dick. He moans and cries out with every little touch, just like she's trained him to do. The only one who ever touches him is Rat, and he craves her so desperately now. He's beautiful.
She can't help but make him come, and his cock barely spills anything after the day he's had, but she doesn't mind.
"Thank you," he pants. "Thank you, Rat, thank you—"
Rat kisses him again. "Good boy," she whispers. She lets her mouth linger on Nufuli's lips, staring down at his fucked out eyes.
God, he'll do anything for her. She could drag him out of here and dangle him on a string to get Loonac to show his coward face and he'd just fall back to her side once she was done. She could show him off to Slushly and see how the stubborn brat would scream and thrash around.
Tempting.
But doing anything like that would mean sharing him. And Rat has no interest in ever letting Nufuli get away from her again.
"Mm, Nufuli," she says.
"Yes," he says immediately.
"You want to be good for me?"
"Yes, please, please, Rat—"
She grins and sits up. She lifts herself off Nufuli enough to pull her underwear off, then hikes her skirt up around her waist.
It's been a rough day, after all. She wants to indulge herself.
She moves forwards to kneel over Nufuli's face. He's already making desperate little sounds for her, and she sighs with bliss as she feels his cool hands on her own cold thighs.
"Please," he's still begging for her, "Please, Rat, please…"
She tugs her skirt around her waist and smiles so sweetly as she lowers herself down. "Make me feel good," she says.
And of course, he'll do it perfectly for her.