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Something Else	By : J-FSindel Category: +S through Z > Street Fighter Views: 7196 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Street Fighter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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"I'm not your father, I'm not making airplane noises." Bison derided her harshly, shoving more bland grit in her mouth, "Unless you decide that swallowing my cum is better, I won't put anything else that in spoiled mouth of yours."
The Shadaloo Commander had undertaken feeding his prisoner when he remembered, forcing her to eat from his hand like a farm animal. Chun Li had lost tremendous weight after about two weeks in captivity, sustaining on grits and hardtack as well as her stubborn disposition.
At first, Bison had been kind enough to let Chun Li choose between starvation and earning her meals by fucking him. However, he quickly found that she was choosing starvation every single time. Chun Li lasted six days without food before he decided to change his methods.
Now he was withholding water unless she ate, forcing Chun Li to choose survival over her cold shoulder. She had lasted as long as she could but after three days, Chun Li unwillingly offered up her tight anal hole for his cock.
Chun Li extended her neck out as far as she could, using her tongue to attach to the hardtack before eating it. Chewing hard, she suspected Bison ordered them to use less water to make the biscuit even harder to consume.
His previously spent cum was staining her now exposed belly. Chun Li hadn't seen her clothes since she first came here and he wasn't interested in telling her. Luckily, the cell alternated between cold and hot so she was faring better than she expected.
While Bison was bathing her every so often, Chun Li was a mess. While her skin was kept clean and clear of sores, bruises had dimpled her body that she looked like a modern art painting. Her hair was scruffy and ragged, curling at the ends from humidity. Her gums were starting to bleed from lack of nutrition and her wrists were beginning to permanently deform from being restrained.
He shoved the rest of it in her mouth, forcing her to take the meal. She hurriedly kept up with it, swallowing it as best as she could before he let her have some water. The cool liquid swept over her bloody and chapped lips, relieving her.
"Now, what do you say?" Bison reminded her, taking her glass away. Chun Li glared.
"Thank you, Master. I love you, Master Bison." She deadpanned.
"At least this time you didn't insult or spit at me. I could do without the tone." He commented, placing her water glass down, "We can start escalating tomorrow. But first…"
Escalating? Her torture? Chun Li narrowed her eyes defiantly.
"I need to check your fertility." Bison finished, pulling out more items from his mysterious box that Chun Li had yet to see inside, "I don't exactly want to be knocking you up during your training, slave."
He pulled out what looked like a long, white needle-nose thermometer. Chun Li didn't need three guesses to know he wasn't putting it in her mouth. She tried to close her knees together but he easily knocked them away. Kicking and screaming now, Chun Li tried to aim one of her weakened kicks to his face but he tied her ankles to the table.
"Stop resisting, you little bitch." He snarled, finding an open chance and shoving the thermometer in her pussy. Chun Li cringed hard, feeling the scraping of the metal end sliding a bit in her cervix. This thermometer hurt worse than pap smear scraping.
Bison took her internal temperature, seeing that she was not even close to ovulation. She also was not harboring a baby. Satisfied, he yanked it out before Chun Li let out a wrenching yelp in response.
"Good. You're not prepping the oven for any baking." Bison said as he wiped the utensil off, "And don't get any wise ideas. I don't ease up because someone might be carrying some baby."
Chun Li glowered, "I would rather die than have your monster spawn."
"That's lovely. Referring to an innocent child as spawn and blaming it for the parentage they had no control over." He berated condescendingly.
"Don't get all uppity on me." She quickly inputted before he moved to quiet her, "You just sa-"
Smack! He backhanded her hard across her face.
"You'd be grateful for birthing my heirs." Bison said calmly, ignoring her stifling tears, "Second, I didn't say I would hate it. I'd rather it not happen during training. If you do get pregnant-and don't worry, you will once you get trained-then I have a way to deal with your state."
"I'd rather you just knock me out instead of up." She muttered before Bison grabbed her neck.
"How about both?" He sneered, choking her.
Chun Li had learned to remain still and keep her breath as much as she could until he let go or she blacked out. Bison, however, just pushed himself between her legs and violated her body again. She squeezed out a painful sigh through her labored breathing. The entire thing had become so frequent that Chun Li stopped trying to resist but finding it easier to let him finish.
"You should appreciate your situation a bit more. If I get tired of you, I can kill you. And if you really bore me, I'll put a nuclear sized hole in your little hometown roots." He threatened, squeezing her veins in her neck, "How do you like that for a knockout?"
His captive woman felt his burning power in her cavern again, biting her tongue to stop screaming. Bison patiently waited until she appeared tolerant of his wicked gifts before unleashing a surge of his seed down her insides. The fiery pain slid down her walls, making her cry out in writhing pain.
"All talk, nothing to do with." He announced, sliding out of her. Her bound legs shivered as his cum splattered on her goosebumps that started to appear on her skin.
Bison then released her from his grip, making her sputter a bit. He ran his fingers over her thighs, somewhat astonished that her legs remained powerful even in her languishing state.
One of these days, when she was as docile as a kitten, he was going to stick his head between them and eat her out like a caveman eating his trophy prey. His one regret so far was that he didn't have the foresight to devour that pussy when she was a virgin.
Chun Li tried to curl up but he picked up his riding crop, swatting his prisoner on her breasts and pelvis. She struggled to remain stoic but her cries of sobbing pain was evident.
"You are a whore. You can't resist me or my cock." Bison stated, his strikes hard against her body, "You like it when I fuck you. You like it when I cum inside you."
"No!" She bemoaned, tears rolling down her face, "I don't!"
His riding crop slid under her chin, making her unintentionally lift her head.
"You're very confused. It must be the lack of sleep talking." He said calmly, like a doctor handing down a diagnosis, "You've always loved fucking me."
Chun Li felt her teeth chatter from the timid fear. Her arms felt like wooden posts from how tense they were.
"Not so fresh now, are we?" Bison mocked her, bending his crop a bit on her chin, "What's my name, slave?"
Chun Li glared at him, mustering up defiance, "Master."
"Good girl. You're learning how to play the game." He retreated his crop, "We can start working on the rehabilitation."
She glowered, watching him pull a collar out of his mystery box. It was red with black accents, emblazoned with a gold Shadaloo symbol in the middle. Two diamonds were under the wings and a large lock in the shape of a heart hung below.
"I'm not wearing that." Chun Li said with some fear. Bison seemed amused instead of annoyed.
"You don't have a say in it, slave." He answered with some chuckle, "Don't you ever try to remove your collar."
"Go to hell." She attempted to squirm out of the way, "Fuck you. And I am not your slave! I have a nam-!"
"You don't have a name." Bison told her, humming as he latched a collar around her neck with little trouble, "You're whatever the fuck I call you. Slave works for now."
She tried to bite him but Bison was too quick, slapping her across the face. He then attached a leash before loosening her bonds, making her fall to her knees.
"Try that again. I dare you." He threatened, holding up her leash, "Little bitch will learn her place real quick."
Chun Li withdrew, her gaze cast downwards. Bison yanked her up to walk behind him, keeping her secured in his grasp. Struggling to break free, she found herself following him like a fighting dog.
For the first time in what felt like eternity, Chun Li had left the cell. The dark hallways didn't give much way to her sight but after they reached the end, Bison grabbed her to pull close to him. She realized that he was obscuring her sight with what looked like a welder's mask. After binding it to her head, he forced her to follow after him.
Chun Li couldn't see except out of the tiny window provided to her, making her trip and stumble frequently. Her wrists were shaking her chains in fear, as if she expected a firing squad. Her nude body was on display for whoever wanted to look.
After a short walk, Chun Li was pushed into a white room with soft red lights, as if it was a darkroom for photography. Her breath became harsh, fogging up the window of her mask. Bison pushed her in the middle of crazy room, making her finally drop to her knees.
"Welcome to rehabilitation," He sardonically greeted her, "Dear me, you look terrible in this lighting."
Chun Li aptly squirmed, feeling his stare burn through her mask.
"What the hell am I doing here?" She demanded before he pulled her chain, starting to choke her violently.
"That's no way to talk to your master, slave. You will make that tongue as sweet and obedient as possible when addressing me." Bison sneered forcefully, his fingers bending at her collar, "If not, then I'll show you how salty your tongue can be."
She squeamishly wiggled her body in response, making him release her. Chun Li could see Bison heading towards something obscured in the red light, pushing a button. White noise, alternating between loud and soft, started to play.
Her lips scrunched up behind the mask. What the hell was he doing anyway? Put her to sleep?
"Favorite band?" Chun Li couldn't help but sarcastically quip. She was unable to see if he cracked a smile but he petted her head a bit.
"It's going to be yours." He replied tartly, "Now, slave. Count to ten."
"Go to hell." She flat out rebelled, "I'm not playing whatever game you're doing. The only counting I want is counting me out."
Bison was smiling this time, "Oh, the counting is for your benefit. Not mine. Makes it easier."
The white noise seemed to crackle more. Her head started to hurt a bit, like someone popping open her skullcap and rummaging through her brain like a closet. Her tongue felt like it was swelling up as if she was suffering an allergic reaction.
Chun Li found herself unable to speak. Dizzy and losing concentration, she thought her body was starting to tip over but she held her ground. What was going on? Was there something in the room, like gas?
"I told you to count to ten. That's what you get for not listening and thinking you know more than your master." Bison taunted, twisting what looked like a knob to the left. The white noise started to slow down, jarring and robotic now. Chun Li lifted her head as best as she could before she felt like the ground swallowed her.
Now mentally clawing at the loss of connection to the real world, Chun Li submerged into the sea of red waves that must have been tossing beneath the room. Her body, while ill, was taking the change of pace quite well as she remained calm.
In a minute, she heard ticking. Lifting her head back up, Chun Li realized she was now in another place. Alone and unbound.
It was like Chun Li was sitting in a dark room with an old movie projector. Blinking, she tried to look around at her new surroundings before she got up from the floor. There were no windows or doors and the only light was from the projector that currently wasn't playing anything.
"What the fuck?" She said out loud, "Bison, where am I? You son of a bitch, where did you put me?!"
As if on cue, the projector turned on. It was clicking as if it was trying to load film and Chun Li was too afraid to approach it. Her arms hugged her naked body, shivering as she watched the countdown on the wall.
Finally, an image appeared. It was a young Chun Li as if she was a small toddler. The young child was waddling towards a doorway single mindedly. Then her father and mother appeared, playing with her. It seemed like they were all happy and together in her childhood home. Her mother was beautiful and smiling as her father was playing with his daughter's feet.
"It's like home movies…" She muttered to herself, "But...who is working the camera?"
The scene replayed again. Chun Li saw her child self walking towards the door. Then her parents appearing, paying full attention to her. Her mother is smiling and her father is playing a game with her toes.
Something felt wrong. She couldn't shake it but something was wrong.
For the third time, the scene replayed. A toddler walking towards a door and Chun Li's parents appearing. They pay attention to her but Chun Li notices her mother isn't smiling anymore. While her father is playing with her, her mother just looks rather sad. Almost as if she had this depression sinking in.
Chun Li watched the scene repeat again. Walking towards the door and her parents appear. Like she predicted, her father leaps to play with her but her mother doesn't move. Peering closer, Chun Li realizes her mother's eyes, which were supposed to be beautiful and brown like hers, are much like a doll's eyes. Glassy, unbroken, and unblinking.
The scene goes back to the beginning but as Chun Li watches her younger self walk through the door, she realizes that it's only her mother now. The young babe walks towards the older woman, expecting to be played with. It was only then that Chun Li realized that her mother was hanging from the ceiling, dead by apparent suicide.
"What the fuck." She whispered, horrified, "What the fuck. Don't go there. Don't…"
It was like watching a horror movie. Chun Li couldn't stop her toddler self from walking through that door and seeing that. Her brain began to ache terribly. This wasn't how it ended. Her mother died in a bicycling accident when a car hit her when Chun Li was at school. Her father was the cop who first arrived on the scene.
Her mother's haunting dead eyes burned through. Chun Li felt rage building up inside of her, furious that this hellish thing would lie to her like this. Out of impulse, she tried to throw the projector to the ground but once she touched the object, it burned her hands as if her skin caught fire.
"Bison!" Chun Li tilted her head up, shouting at the ceiling, "I know you did this! You let me out of here! Bison!"
As if someone snapped their fingers, Chun Li blinked. She was back in the rehabilitation room. The sudden shift in scenery made her stomach churn and before she knew it, Chun Li threw up on the floor. Everything hurt, from her skin to bone marrow.
"So you're going to be very difficult about this whole process." She heard Bison's unmistakable drawl of a voice, "That's alright. I have time, slave. You'll be my new pet project."
"What the fuck did you do?" The prisoner managed out, trying to breathe.
"Well, I don't respond to whims of a slave nor do I respond to that tone of voice." He answered abruptly, grabbing her leash. Chun Li was forced to her feet as he dragged her back to her waiting cell. The shame of nudity was now lost in her confusion and fear.
Chun Li wasn't entirely sure what happened next. She felt sensations such as being tied to her usual position on the dirty mattress and her legs tied at the ankles. But then she thought she felt a passionate kiss on her dry, cracked lips.
When she came back to reality, Chun Li realized she must have fainted. After weeks of captivity, she had figured a way to crook her legs in a more comfortable position to avoid cramping.
The damn collar was still on but her mask was gone. She felt the dirty mattress press against her bare skin, making her itchy. Chun Li felt so filthy on this thing.
Her mind felt exhausted. She wished that she had died that night.
Chun Li could visualize every moment of her life. Being a perfect student in school with her dainty hand in the air. Going to college early. Her friends gathering around her birthday cake. Winning her first tournament in fighting. Scoring high in the aptitude tests for Interpol…
All leading up to her being used as a fleshtoy for her father's killer.
Could this have been differently, had she not been so perfect? If she had been a bit lazier, a bit less noticeable? If Chun Li had chosen a life of vice instead of virtue, would she have never caught the Shadaloo Master's attention?
Her wounds on her breasts started to ache. Chun Li could focus on that for the time being.
In his personal conference room, Bison was listening to his underlings drone on about the shipments from South America and profits taking a small dip due to rising cartel threats.
Normally, Bison would be paying rapt attention. However, his mind was wandering in fantasy about what to do next with his little Interpol agent. His cock had been hard all throughout the call, scheming evil and delicious ways to discipline his new young and unwilling recruit.
She was like an addictive game or book that Bison just couldn't put down, running from work to go play with her. It was probably starting to affect his work but he hardly cared.
Bison could start making her watch violent pornography while he fucked her from behind. Perhaps start introducing electroshock into the mix. He needed to start using her training plugs for sure…
"My Lord?" His underling interrupted his thoughts. Bison snapped back into work mode, answering calmly as if he was listening.
"Press the Brazilian president into accepting the bribe."
Hours later, Chun Li heard the door open. Taking a deep breath, she braced herself for more pain and sexual use. She'd give her soul for five more minutes of silence.
"You should greet me when I come in, slave," Bison chastised her, still in the dark shadows. She huffed a bit.
"I can't move my head that much. I don't know if it's you or the janitor." She dryly remarked, "Master."
He approached her, grabbing her face to look straight in her eyes. Chun Li swallowed, saying nothing more.
"Let's try it again." He suggested curtly, "Good evening, Master."
"There's not a window. How am I to know the time?" She inquired with some real curiosity. Bison curled his lip in amusement before whacking her on the nose.
"Don't get snarky with me, slave." He said, watching her flinch, "I don't like it nor do I think it's cute. Try again."
"Good whatever time it is, Master." Chun Li forced out before he stuck two fingers into her mouth. His digits started to burn a purple flame as she began to choke in pain.
"If I have to train your tongue, I will." Bison said, watching her mouth get red with small burns, "Now. Obedient?"
She shook her head wildly before he jammed them down her throat, almost making her vomit. The flames seared downwards, almost in her stomach.
He said nothing for a bit, watching her squirm for air before removing his hand. Chun Li was gasping while burns formed in her mouth and throat.
"You vile...rapist...bastard…" She insulted before he unbuckled his pants, forcing his cock down her burned tongue. Chun Li instinctively wanted to bite but the pain was too great when he started to grind in her mouth.
"You're still so bad at this." He appeared to sigh, assaulting her mouth with his hard cock, "Slave, suck my cum out. Or I'll burn a hole in your skull and fuck that instead."
Chun Li tightened her mouth around him, tears coming from her eyes as he agitated her burns. It was a traumatic nightmare for her. Every thrust hurt her.
Finally, after what felt like too long, Bison came inside her mouth. His cum alleviated some of her pain, oddly enough, but she found it still too disgusting to swallow. He pinched her nose hard.
"Swallow it." Bison ordered and at first, Chun Li fought him but she started to struggle for breathing and swallowed it. It soothed for a bit but her coughing fits made her spit some of it back up.
Her forcible lover then jerked his pants off, tossing them aside. Mounting her on the bed, Bison playfully shoved his hat on her head. It was much too large, sliding over her eyes.
"Don't lose it." He jested, pulling out her blindfold. Chun Li could smell his scent and shampoo, making her squeamish.
He blindfolded her again. Chun Li could feel his minty breath on her neck, clearly following his grin.
Bison allowed two of his Psycho Power tendrils wrap around her ears, filling her brain with his seductive power. Chun Li tried to struggle but Bison weaved one of the bonds to his left ear like a wireless headset.
Chun Li couldn't hear anything and it scared her. The dark blindfold made it impossible to guess his movements either.
Pleasure Master Bison.
The voice was so loud that she almost cried in terror. Her brain hurt, like it was full of water.
Pleasure Master Bison.
She felt a sensation between her legs. Was he fucking her? The rhythm started right away, consistent and powerful.
"Stop…!" Chun Li yelped, flinching hard, "Stop, stop, stop!"
Pleasure Master Bison.
She fought the mental voice as hard as she could. This was going beyond his usual torture and dump. He was creating a hellish account. Her loins were getting wet again against her will. Her muscles were sharply contracting around every thrust, having pleasure run in harmony.
You only want Master Bison's cock.
Chun Li gave way to the pleasure, letting it roll over her like ocean waves. She could tell her body was craving her release now.
Master Bison's cock makes you feel so good.
The voice sounded so seductive, so reassuring...as if it was what she truly wanted all along. Her pussy instinctively tightened around the pulsating rod between her thighs, trying to milk it.
You only want Master Bison's cock.
Suddenly, she felt the pleasure leave her body. Her pussy went into angry panic, desperately needing release as she fumbled with her bonds. Whatever was between her legs had disappeared.
You only want Master Bison's cock.
Chun Li moved her lower body towards what she assumed was the source of her sexual desire but couldn't move more than an inch. Her throat wanted to whine like a cat wanting milk.
She didn't want to beg him to put it back inside of her but her body was starving for him! Chun Li wiggled her hips a bit, trying to entice him. She felt rough fingers trace across her trembling lips, sliding a bit in her mouth.
"No," Bison managed to break through her mind, "You don't get what you want. I get what I want and I don't want your pussy now."
Master Bison's cock makes you feel so good.
You only want Master Bison's cock.
"Please…" She dragged her vowels a bit, licking her lips in anguish, "Please, just for a second, I'll...I'll do anything…"
"I guess you're going to wait for my cock then." Bison answered smoothly as she felt his hand on her face, digging deep in her mouth, "I think I am going to give you a break. A year without my cock inside you…"
"No!" Chun Li exclaimed, now upset, "Please, no! I... don't! I need your cock! Please!"
"I thought I was a 'vile rapist bastard'. I thought you didn't want to get fucked?" Bison remarked, "I stole your virginity and raped you against your will. Isn't this what you want?"
"I...I... wanted you to fuck me." Chun Li stammered out, panicking, "I wanted you to take my virginity. I wanted it. I want you to keep fucking me."
"Ah," Bison's teeth seemed against Chun Li's nose, "Do you want me now?"
Chun Li nodded enthusiastically, "Yes, Master. Yes. Please. Your cock makes me feel so good…"
"That's too fucking bad then." Bison pulled away, his footsteps now distant, "I don't want to fuck a slave right now. Sweet dreams, slave."
He seemed to have left, leaving Chun Li's pussy in complete misery.
You only want Master Bison's cock.
You only want Master Bison's cock.
PLEASURE. MASTER. BISON.
PLEASURE.
MASTER.
BISON.
Chun Li felt her womb cramp a bit in agony of prolonged orgasm. She would give anything to rub her pussy!
Her mouth felt dry. She must be moaning in trapped need. She would have been embarrassed but her mind couldn't think of anything but Bison's magnificent manhood pumping in her pussy, using her like a fleshtoy that he could just throw away…
The voice was overtaking all of her senses. The darkness only exacerbated her pain and neediness. Chun Li tried to swerve her head into a solid object hard enough to knock herself out but she wasn't able to.
PLEASURE MASTER BISON
YOU ONLY WANT MASTER BISON'S COCK.
She opted to drown out the voices, muttering frantically to herself.
"Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary…" Chun Li frantically said, trying to hear her own voice, "Over a quaint...quaint…"
Her brain felt exhausted. She couldn't think of the next word.
PLEASURE MASTER BISON
"Curious...curious... volume...of forgotten…." Chun Li managed out, squeezing her eyes shut behind the blindfold, "Lore…"
Thick, long twitches on the folds of her pussy suddenly itched her, as if she had been rubbing sandpaper on it. Forcing back a yelp, Chun Li kept going.
"While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping. As if someone...some...one…" She trailed off, feeling her legs spasm a bit in need, "What the hell rhymes with tapping?!"
YOU ONLY WANT MASTER BISON'S COCK
YOU ONLY WANT MASTER BISON'S COCK
She could only bite her lip hard, producing blood on her mouth. Chun Li just had to think. Happing, Snapping, Capping…
Fucking. Bucking. Sucking…
"Rapping! Someone gently rapping!" Chun Li screeched out in wounded victory, "At my…"
She felt a cold breeze around her legs. The voices stopped. Blinking, she realized her blindfold was off and she was sitting in a chair while wearing her police uniform.
Across from her was her father: Dorai. He looked exactly as she remembered seeing him last. Older, handsome, and starting to grey. His mustache finely trimmed.
"Chun Li," Dorai greeted warmly, "Are you alright?"
"Daddy…" She choked out, "Daddy, Father, I failed you. I'm so sorry. I...I dishonored our family, your legacy, your…"
"You are being victimized, my sweet girl. You didn't do anything wrong." Dorai said softly, "This is my fault, Chun Li. Had I just stopped...you could have been spared all this pain."
"Daddy…" Chun Li felt cold tears, "I love you. I want to be with you."
"I know." Dorai sighed, "Be strong, Chun Li. He's always watching you for a weakness. A break. You can't give it to him."
Her hand tried to reach out for his but she felt some kind of slippery rope wrap around her wrists. Looking down, Chun Li could see what appeared to be a purple ringlet bonded to her skin. Screaming, she felt other ropes pull her backwards like chains to a pulley.
I DON'T THINK I LIKE YOU TALKING TO HIM
A purple curl shoved down her mouth, muffling her frightened terror howls. The voice didn't sound like Bison's. It sounded like this evil, dark demon…
She tried to bite down on the tendrils but it was like biting cement.
MASTER BISON DOESN'T LIKE COMPETITION FOR SOMETHING HE ALREADY WON
Chun Li writhed, seeing the image of her father staring at her burning at her skin.
"Don't give it to him, daughter." Dorai repeated before Chun Li was yanked into total darkness away from her father. She tried to call out but her throat was busy handling a jealous entity.
Her police uniform felt like it was burning. She could barely see but the purple ropes were burning into her clothes. She was encased in total darkness but the dim light of the ropes.
The tendril slid deeper into her throat before melting into a gooey, oozing liquid that tasted like burnt sugar glaze. Coughing violently, Chun Li could see what looked like black ink all over her thighs.
"What…?" Her mind was shutting down from the imagery as she threw up more and more. Materializing before her was a bright, purple shadow that started to take shape.
Her eyes widened; it was Bison. His form was translucent, like a ghost.
YOU'LL LET ME IN SOON ENOUGH.
His lips weren't even moving. Was this a nightmare?
YOU'RE GOING TO BE MY FAVORITE
Chun Li saw his hand gesture a bit before the rest of her pants were torn to shreds. She wildly struggled but felt the tight bonds give no release.
She saw the spectral man kneel before her opened legs, watching him nuzzle her bare womanhood with his nose before he started to tongue her. Reeling from the shock of his oral fixations, Chun Li tried to weasel herself out of his mouth.
"St-stop…" She begged fruitlessly, knowing it would be ignored, "God! Stop! Please! I don't want your mouth...down…!"
His lips felt so good, even for a ghost. Two curling vines stretched her opening a little, making it easier for the spirit Bison to orally service her. Chun Li rolled her head back, arching her back towards him.
"Oh fuck…" She moaned, "I'm...going to cum…"
NOT YET. WHAT DID YOU LEARN.
"Fuck you." Chun Li hissed, marred by her cries of need. She then felt what seemed like Bison's thick fingers violating her wet cunt.
WRONG ANSWER.
The ghost started to lick and finger her roughly at the same time, making Chun Li grind against him in perpetual need. His fingers were so rough and big!
"Pleasure Master Bison! Pleasure Master Bison!" She cawed out, "I learned that I pleasure Master Bison and I want only his cock!"
GOOD GIRL. DO YOU WANT MASTER BISON'S COCK NOW
"Yes!" Chun Li whimpered, feeling his tongue lap up her juices, "Please! Cock, cock!"
YOU'RE GOING TO CUM LIKE A HORNY SLUT BUT YOU NEED AN AUDIENCE
Before Chun Li could figure out what was going on, she saw her father's body laying in his casket. His lifeless eyes were wide open, as if he was watching his only daughter get eaten out.
"No...no, not…!" Chun Li protested before her body spiraled into a powerful orgasm, beginning to squirt, "Yes, yes! Fu-fuck! Oh God! Fuck! Your fingers are fucking me so hard!"
DO YOU LIKE FUCKING YOUR FATHER'S KILLER
"No...I...oh fuck! Oh God, I'm not st-stopping…!" Chun Li pleaded, crying from humiliation and pleasure, "Yes! Oh God, there's so much…"
NOW SPREAD YOUR LIPS AND STRETCH YOURSELF. GIVE YOURSELF TO ME.
Chun Li mindlessly obeyed, finding her bonds had slackened considerably as her fingers spread her pussy apart. She hardly noticed her father now. However, when she felt a thick pole trace across her opening, a startling realization hit her. She couldn't give up that easily. Whatever this spirit was, she couldn't give in. Slamming her legs shut, she heard an angry growl escape from her tormentor. Black ink appeared all over her legs.
YOU CAN'T DENY THIS POWER FOREVER.
Power? Psycho Power? Was that some embodiment of…?
Before she could finish her thought, the entity forcefully rammed what seemed like a representation of a erect penis in her opening, making Chun Li take his full girth. Chun Li felt vicious fucking between her legs but instead of hitting her cervix, it was like it was going up to her brain.
I LIKE YOU. I WANT TO BE INSIDE OF YOU.
Chun Li felt this intense euphoria explode inside of her, making her breath short with pleasure. She could feel her hair become loose, like a sex fiend. Her body almost reacted as if a pole was sliding up and down her pussy.
A glint of power started to course through her, making her feel...strong. Enriched. The devilish temptation started to lure her…
"No! I can't…" Chun Li tried to resist, "I can't…"
Summoning whatever strength she had, she could feel her own aura come to her rescue. The light blue light pushed itself against the specter, tumbling and mixing like a tornado…
"Wake up, slave," A splash of cold water on her face, "I hate repeating myself."
Chun Li abruptly came back into reality, feeling the tight blindfold again. She could hear the familiar thuds of Bison's boots before she felt his fingers in her pussy.
"Well, well, you kept this nice and wet for me," Bison remarked, his low voice in her ear, "Still want my cock, slave?"
"Yes," Her words were instant, "I do, Master."
"Too bad I haven't had my coffee yet. You're going to have to do with this." Bison jested before Chun Li realized that while she was out, he strapped something to her right left. It felt heavy, like a microphone or something…
He flicked it on and she soon found out that he strapped a wand massager to her leg. The head of the massager was sitting right at her clitoris. Almost immediately, Chun Li spiraled into pleasure heightened beyond belief.
"No, no, no!" She wailed, "No, please!"
PLEASURE MASTER BISON.
YOU ONLY WANT MASTER BISON'S COCK.
The speed increased, making her flinch with every vibration. Chun Li started to grind against the toy, feeling her blindfold get hot and sweaty with her neediness. Her moans were loud and constant as her pelvis started to tremble hard and squirm upwards.
Bison, from her side, reached over to his table where his steaming cup of coffee was sitting. He specifically had his drink brought to her cell just to drink it while he was watching his slave's round of torture. Blowing the heat off the top, he took a sip.
Seeing her orgasm multiple times with a blindfold would be a good morning to start off with. Taking a seat in his chair, he propped his feet up on the table.
"Oh, slave," Bison mocked her, taking another drink, "If you can hear me, I'll turn off the toy if you agree to suck me off."
Chun Li wrestled hard in her constraints before forcing her teeth down on her bottom lip. The Shadaloo Master quietly tutted, his tongue swishing hard in his mouth.
Little contranian she was.
He set his mug down, watching her intensely. She was a terrible mess but she was still holding on for whatever reason she justified in her brain. Bison saw her body clench again, falling into another orgasm.
He had been certain that Chun Li would start breaking by now. But instead, she was holding onto a rope over an endless abyss.
Now annoyed at her resilience, Bison stood up from his chair. He wondered if he could beat her brains in and that would…
He undid his pants, pulling aside the vibrator. Chun Li seemed to welcome the relief before he plunged his half erect cock in her.
Bison didn't really want to orgasm. He didn't even want to get any alleviation. He just wanted her to break down and accept his power.
Chun Li could feel his organ growing inside of her, filling her again with his burning flesh. Her walls were slick and exhausted, hitting her blackout point.
"Why are you so stupid, slave?" Bison snarled at her, grabbing her left cheek, "Hm? Why won't you learn?"
He started to grind her sore pussy hard, his eyes burning her face as she yelped with his tempo. After about five minutes, he ejaculated inside of her and soon realized that she had gotten under his skin. Chun Li had gotten what she wanted and he had gotten sent back to square one.
Now pissed off, Bison released her body and picked up his still hot coffee. He quickly threw the rest of his beverage on her chest, making her cry in pain as the coffee burned her skin.
"Bitch." He threw his vile insult at her, leaving her in agony as he stormed off.
Chun Li thought that welts were starting to form on her delicate skin and the thick scent of his coffee started to overtake her senses. The mixture of the scenario made her faint.
Alone and wrecked, Bison was pacing his personal bedroom chambers as if he was creating a rut in his floor. The damn girl had still not broken after weeks of torture and rape. Gnashing his teeth in frustration, he picked up a lamp and threw it against the wall. The glass shattered, the ruckus echoing off in the walls.
"Damn tart," He muttered, his seething rage growing under his skin, "Maybe it's not worth it."
The Shadaloo Psychic of Darkness was getting fed up with her. By now, others had been licking his boots and offering their souls to him. But Chun Li was barely budging on fucking him, let alone serving him entirely and wholly.
At this point, Bison wanted to put a bullet in her head and cut his losses. Shadaloo was needing his full attention and this girl…
Her picture laying on his nightstand caught his eye. Bison picked it up: it was the same picture that he had taken off her when she was in surgery. The teenage Chun Li with her father, smiling and happy. The dictator had been using her picture to masturbate on occasion when he was needing something quick to satiate him, enough to get some sleep or relaxation. His cock must have thought it was that time again as it sprang to life in his pants.
Perhaps he was attacking this from all the wrong angles. Bison was expecting total obedience that would follow intense love and devotion. Maybe he needed to switch routines. But Chun Li would never willingly love him, not with…
His thumb had covered her father's face. Then, as if it was serendipity, a smile struck him.
The young fighter was rudely awakened by loud noises in her cell. Fearing another round of rape, she tried to minimize her presence as best she could.
She felt a thick blanket sweep over her eyes. Vainly attempting to kick it off, Chun Li almost had a panic attack.
Light shone through the holes of the blanket, blinding her. Chun Li then felt the cloth sink deeply into her eyes and nose and…
"Wake up, little one."
Chun Li sat up. Her father was standing over her bed. Puzzled, she looked around; it was her bedroom from when she was living in Beijing while her father was training to be a police deputy for six months.
She had been been just a little girl. Her mother died a year prior.
"Nightmare?" Dorai asked, stroking her hair, "Shh. I heard you crying out. What's wrong?"
"Daddy…" her voice was small and sweet, "This...this man…"
"Shh. It's alright. I'm here." Her father soothed her, "I know this move has been really rough. I know you miss your bedroom and your toys. Is Mr. Trunkybell lonely?"
Mr. Trunkybell was her stuffed elephant that Chun Li slept with for the longest time since she was a baby. His long furry trunk and patchwork fur had given her comfort in times of despair. She didn't even know where that toy was anymore as she hadn't laid eyes on it in years.
She saw the toy cradled around her. Chun Li picked up curiously as her father watched. Rain was pouring outside the window. Leaks from the roof started to drip on her bedside. Dorai sighed, getting up to fix it.
"I know you hate this place. I am not fond of it either." He admitted, picking up tape to plug the leak, "It won't be for long. We'll go back to Hong Kong soon."
Was this real? Chun Li could feel things. See them. But…?
"Dad, is this a dream?" She asked quietly. Dorai seemed amused.
"No, sweetheart." He answered. The rain was getting harder. Chun Li hugged her toy.
"Daddy, do you know someone named Bison?" She inquired. Dorai ripped a piece of tape, getting up onto a chair.
"It's the name of an animal." He replied, pressing the piece against the hole, "A really large buffalo animal or something."
Her lower lip was starting to hurt. Chun Li couldn't let all this go.
"You're lying." She accused him.
Dorai shook his head, "Sweetheart, I don't. Is that the man in your bad dream called?"
More water dripped on her bed. Chun Li held her hand out; the water had turned black like ink. She looked back up at her father. Black ink started to drip around his neck, staining his white shirt.
"Father…" She started before she saw the chair kick from under his feet. Dorai's neck suddenly made a large cracking sound, breaking under some invisible weight.
In seconds, his flesh had decayed significantly. His bone and sunken eyes were staring at her. The smell was unbearable. Chun Li stared horrified at the scene, her heart racing in her chest. The water started to leak in more before Chun Li realized the ceiling was leaking black because his body had decomposed so badly.
She hugged her toy elephant more, muffling her scream into its fur. Her father's body then lurched forward, stepping down from the ceiling. His rancid flesh dripped off him like paint from a canvas. Chun Li backed against her wall, urinating herself in terror.
"Sweetheart," Dorai rasped, "What's wrong? I didn't mean to scare you. I had to get away. Let me tuck you in. Chun Li. Chun Li. Look at your father."
The young child thought she would have a heart attack. His flesh was soaking her bedsheets in dark, black ink. His jaw was coming loose and his head was broken to one side.
"You're not real, you're not real…" Chun Li said to herself, trying to shut her eyes, "This isn't real…"
The stench was mind boggling.
"Don't say that!" Dorai begged, "Don't say I am…"
"Let me out of here!" Chun Li howled, "I want to wake up! I want to leave!"
Suddenly, she felt the bed come out from under her as if she was being sucked in. The last image she could see was Dorai's skeletal arm reaching for her as Mr. Trunkybell was thrown in the air...
Chun Li woke up in complete darkness. Her eyes, bleary and worn, would barely open under such pressure. She detected the blindfold was still on her.
One hellish landscape for another.
At least the voice stopped. Chun Li tried to turn her head before she felt something soft on her cheek. The smell of antiseptic was pugnant.
"Stop fidgeting," Bison's low voice said, bolting her into the situation again, "Or I'll give you something to fidget with."
Was Bison tending to her injuries? She didn't think he had a soft spot in his hand for healing the sick. Startled, she laid there obediently as the warm coppery smell of blood hit her senses.
"Don't move." He ordered before she felt a hot sting of a needle in her buttock. Chun Li shouted in surprise more than pain.
"What was that?!" She blindly twisted her head before he pinned her with his palm.
"Tetanus booster." Bison answered, "I'd rather you not lock your jaw when I can't even get you to give oral sex."
Chun Li felt rather squicky about the whole situation, feeling him push her onto her side. He seemed to be pressing some bandage on her rib.
"No sign of infection." His statement was very cool in tone, "No need for antibiotics."
"You gave me these injuries." Chun Li accused him, "Now you care?"
"You gave yourself all these injuries by being disobedient." Bison corrected her, making her think he was cleaning off another cut, "You push, I push back. Rather simple physics, slave."
There was very little ceremony when Bison finally finished. He tapped her cheek.
"Thank you, Master." Chun Li muttered, rolling her eyes behind her blindfold like a schoolgirl being forced to memorize a boring recital.
Bison undid her blindfold, making her see again. Chun Li then saw him lean over and kiss her on the mouth.
His lips crashed into hers, alleviating the parched lips of his prisoner like a yearned drink of water. The captive lady felt her survival instincts take over, egging every movement of his mouth to respond further.
His body laid on hers now, pulling her close to him. Chun Li could only helplessly react as a lover could, needing more and more…
"Get up." His voice sounded extremely harsh. Chun Li blinked before she saw Bison stand before her. Was that all a dream?
He had fitted her with the mask from before. Shakily, she sat up before he pulled her up. With the image of her dead father and the uncertainty of the event seconds before, Chun Li was deeply unfocused as he dragged her back to the rehabilitation room.
"Count to ten." Bison said. Not wanting any more shocks to her mental state, Chun Li obeyed strictly from necessity.
"One. Two. Three." She started, her voice growing more and more tired. The white noise started in her eardrums, rattling around in her brain.
She was back in the dark projector room again. Dragging herself up, she tried to turn away from the projector but it kept reappearing in her sight.
Chun Li could see the projector going again, showing images of her twirling around with a new dress draped over her naked body as if she was trying to see how it looked in the mirror. There was a loud knock at the door and the film Chun Li tossed the dress aside to go answer the door. After opening it, Chun Li could see Bison standing outside the doorway and the two embrace.
Was she going crazy or was Bison getting more attractive by the second? Chun Li felt her head numb as she watched the two figures embrace and kiss again. This memory never happened but why was she so adamant about watching it?
The scene restarted again: Chun Li trying on the dress. Knock at the door. Tossing the dress and answering the door naked. Bison and Chun Li embrace and kiss as if it was a romantic movie.
However, their kiss lasted longer than she remembered. Suddenly, the film Chun Li pulled Bison into the room as the door shut behind them, dragging him to bed. He was willing, of course, but it was very quick that it suddenly turned from cute romantic scene to porno.
His clothes came off like they were made of velcro. Chun Li felt embarrassed as the scene began to unfold, watching two naked people start going at it like they hadn't seen each other in years.
Chun Li saw her doppleganger dip her head below his hips, putting his erect cock in her mouth. The small mouth began to move up and down on his monster pole, sucking him off like he had gotten bit by a venomous snake. After a bit, she began to deepthroat it like she wanted that cock in her mouth. Chun Li felt disgusted by the very thought of performing oral sex like that, as if she was a whore.
Bison then pulled her head back up and Chun Li could spot dribbles of white seed from the corner of this copy's mouth, clearly showing that this girl swallowed his semen and liked it. Instead of her normal sexual assault with Bison, this scene made it look like two happy people enjoying consensual sex!
Sadly shaking her head, the former fighter felt even worse when the couple resumed at it. The girl put the cock back in her mouth, sucking him off again. Deepthroating him. Looking up at him with those stupid porn eyes where they look helpless and lustful and…
Chun Li realized her copy was masturbating! Like she was getting turned on from pleasuring him! She could see her fingers rubbing her bare pussy, slicking her own folds with her fluids as she took his girth in her mouth. As if Chun Li would find blowjobs arousing!
"Oh my God," Chun Li grumbled in annoyance, "Just fuck her already!"
A pause before panic set in. What the hell!? Chun Li scrambled to find her thoughts again as Bison ejaculated in her mouth again, seeing her copy swallow it obediently before engulfing his thick member to service him.
A hot wave came over her and Chun Li mindlessly slipped her own hand between her legs. Now her attention was fully focused on the images before her, catching things she hadn't noticed before: the veins on his cock, the smudged lipstick, the subtle grinding of his hips into her mouth…
"Ah...God…" She moaned, rubbing her clitoris hard, "What...what's wrong with me…?"
That woman-Chun Li-was so sexy! Is this what Bison sees when he fucks her? No wonder he can't control himself around her. Chun Li began to feel quite jealous that her doppleganger had a man to pleasure and play with while she was sitting in some dark movie, masturbating to porn. She started to see what exactly was so arousing about it: a woman making a man lose control with just her mouth, obediently submitting to him.
"I don't...it's just...so hot…" Chun Li whimpered, finally allowing herself to succumb to the waves of pleasure. Her orgasm was strangely satisfying, rocketing from her toes up to her brain cells at light speed. Dazed, she fell backwards on the floor on her back.
In a blink of an eye, the former Interpol agent was back in the rehabilitation room. Bison was not hiding up a large smirk on his face, gleefully watching her come back to reality.
"Slave," He called out rather amused, "Try to act like a proper lady."
Chun Li realized her hand was still between her legs, soaked with fluids. Embarrassed, she turned red before the young woman reared her head back at her captor.
"What happened?" She asked somewhat timidly, shy of her present state.
"When are you going to learn," Bison clicked his tongue, "That I don't answer questions from a slave? Get up."
Chun Li staggered to her feet, feeling him pull her into his aura. The combined mental breakdown of the day had gotten deep under her psyche, making her physically tremble as she was forced to walk back.
Was she cracking? Was Bison finally getting to her?
She felt him shove her back on the bed, tying her wrists back before Chun Li went into a panic mode. It was as if every thread in her body had knotted into a unrelenting toxic poison. The girl had to get out.
Her foot shot straight up in the air, connecting with his face hard. Bison stumbled back, quite taken off guard before he smashed his fist into the bridge of her nose. She nearly blacked out before he threw himself on top of her.
Chun Li could barely make out the blood running down his face.
"Are you afraid," Bison's voice was seductively goading her, "That I'm starting to win? That you're going to be completely mine?"
Her voice was choked out from fright. He was grinning, the bastard.
Bison pulled his waistline down just enough to free his erect cock before pushing it inside of her. Chun Li could taste blood-his or hers?
The pure animalistic grunting started, weaved with snarls and heckling as Chun Li tried to block it all out. The pain from his punch already starting to give her black eyes.
"Come on, slave," He lashed at her, "Fuck me! Don't just lay there like a useless vegetable. Fuck. Your. Master. Like. A. Whore."
Her pelvis started to grind against him, trying to match his tempo. Chun Li shakily felt her pussy help him enter her, going deeper inside. Her feelings were torn apart.
A thought entered her brain: Were they making love now? If she was helping?
After a few minutes, Chun Li felt a quiet and secretive climax come up from her pelvic muscles down to her toes. It was hardly powerful like the ones before but it was enough to grant Bison a small victory.
He must have felt it because she heard him growl as his cum erupted in her cunt, soaking her walls with his fluids.
Without further complaint, Bison kissed her on the head: "Good slave."
He got up, fixed himself, and left Chun Li alone. Chun Li could feel humiliation burn through her as she drifted off to sleep.
Bison had gone back to his chambers, giddy as he undressed himself. Opting to remain completely naked, he slid under his silk bed sheets and picked the young Chun Li's picture up.
His hand started to stroke himself roughly, beating himself to the thought of how she surrendered her body to him. Her pussy was just so nice grinding against him like that!
"Give yourself to me," Bison slithered his words out, obsessed with her image, "Come on. Give up. Give up. That's it. Cum for me, slave, and like it."
The head of his pole shot off another load, hitting the far side of his bed. He gripped it again, riding his intense orgasm as he coaxed out more semen onto his sheets. Bison could imagine Chun Li's tight and wet pussy tightening around his thick cock, taking every drop he had as she climaxed herself.
He gathered a bunch of silk sheets, wrapping them around his softened rod as he started to pump his shaft again. The material almost felt like her. Almost.
The aftermath of his previous climax started to mix with his new pleasurable sensations, exacerbating his masturbation to new heights. While most men would have been unable to continue at the speed and power from sensitivity, Bison had conquered such limitations years ago.
Chun Li riding his hardened flesh like the slut he cultivated in her soul. Her breasts bouncing in his face as her hands laid on his chest. Bison jacking her body upwards even higher as he met her roughhousing.
She was fucking him like a woman should fuck her man; him in charge and her putting on a show like a favorite whore.
The last of his seed creamed in his makeshift hole, dripping over as Bison thrusted hard into it. Her teenage picture helped set him over the edge, luring his sinister mind into deviant fantasies about that young body.
He finally let go of his now mellowed out dick with tiredness taking over him. Bison had tomorrow to set forth more plans in motion.
As the darkness of the room stretched over Chun Li's body, the coldness of the room stirred her awake. Her eyes had begun to swell, indicating that she had indeed won two black eyes from Bison.
Her body laid still, hoping that what transpired was all just a bad dream. Her nose felt like poison ivy had been rubbed all over it.
She uselessly tugged on her wrist chains. Nothing. The collar scratched her neck, reminding her of her current state.
"Fuck," Chun Li was nearly in tears, "What...what am…?"
Like a bawling baby, she began to throw a tantrum. Flinging her feet in the air and kicking, Chun Li couldn't think under this tremendous pain any longer. Her body wracked around like a ship trapped in a tempest.
After her little energy was spent, she stared up at the ceiling. The looming defeat and sale of her very soul lingered inside.
How much longer could she hold on? Chun Li wondered as she counted the specks of dust that she could feel on her face. An hour? A day?
The door clicked open again. She mentally begged to die. However, she felt something get thrown on her like clothes.
"You're getting dressed, slave." Bison's bellowing statement boomed, "And what did I say about greeting me?"
"Mm." Was all Chun Li would say before he pulled her hair. Her next slug of words were babbling gibberish to placate his controlling needs.
Bison had dressed her himself, forcing the clothes over her weakened body. Chun Li had been naked for so long that she didn't recognize her old qipao until he got her to her feet.
Tugging her on the leash, Bison hauled her tired body to a new room. It was a bright arena, filled with warm halogen lamps and cold tile. Her old boots were uncomfortably laced around her feet, rubbing against her toes.
"What's going on?" Chun Li finally asked, too tired to argue before adding, "M-master?"
"I'm glad you asked so nicely, slave." Bison flashed a grin, unhooking her leash, "You're going to get a little exercise today. You can't lose that physique, can you?"
A Shadaloo soldier entered through another door, stone faced as Chun Li suspiciously studied him. He appeared like a formidable opponent, probably no more than 30 years old.
"Sparring match?" She muttered. Her head was throbbing from these lights.
"No." Bison then put on her famous spiked bracelets, "You're going to fight to the death. He's been ordered to kill you with any measures needed."
It took a moment to sink in before she appeared bewildered, "What!? I never killed anyone in a fight before!"
"I guess you get a lot of things popped for the first time, slave." Bison said, making an obscene popping noise with his tongue against his cheek, "And if you die, not only do my soldiers get your dead body to play with but I am going to blow up every Interpol building globally. Have fun. Oh, and don't try to run. Doors are sealed shut and these bracelets have lethal poison."
With that, Bison left. Chun Li shakily turned around, seeing her stoic opponent. Her body was a total mess and her clothes, still torn open from her fight with Bison, were even worse.
Bison had reached the observation deck, crossing his arms. His researchers were studying the screens closely.
"Start the match." He commanded.
Chun Li had little time to react before her opponent flew into combat. She barely dodged his punch before he went after her in a flurry. Her eyesight was still poor but she could predict his moves much better than she thought.
Her foot struck her opponent's ribs, making him stumble back as she threw a left hook in his jaw. When she was perfectly healthy, that could have ended a fight but now, it was just a tough blow.
Chun Li tried to keep her distance as the man launched an offensive attack, shooting his punches at her face. However, her painful ankle distracted her momentarily and he elbowed her right into her injured nose bridge. That damn near blacked her out.
Falling to the ground, Chun Li thought she was done for. Her body and mind couldn't take much more abuse.
Bison watched closely, patiently waiting for his results. His scientists were getting nervous, seeing the beatdown the new toy of their boss was receiving.
Chun Li saw the man come again, putting her hands in front of her face. Her legs crouched and pushed his body backwards, shooting him up in the air and tossing him several feet away. A larger tear in her pantyhose was made from that move.
TASTE HIS FEAR
That voice was back. Chun Li was so consumed with it that she didn't notice the opponent rushing towards her, hitting her stomach. Falling down again, she started to spit up blood. The soldier had torn another piece of her qipao off from the top.
HE'S AFRAID HE'LL DIE. USE IT FOR YOUR POWER
Chun Li lifted her head, somehow able to smell a sickly vinegar scent emanating from the soldier. He was afraid. His body was giving away a the signs.
LET ME HELP YOU
A trick, no doubt. Chun Li would rather just die.
HOW SELFISH. YOU'D LET HUNDREDS DIE FOR YOUR OWN PRINCIPALS? YOU WANT TO LIVE, DON'T YOU
"Sir, she's not getting up. She may be internally bleeding." A researcher suggested.
"She'll win or die. Need to kick babies out of the nest sometime." Bison remarked, his brow furrowed. The girl better not disappoint him.
Chun Li got up before the soldier attacked again, leaping into a defensive stance.
ONE MOVE. THAT'S ALL I AM ASKING
"Shut up." Chun Li hissed, trying to figure out a plan. The soldier switched hos style up a bit, going for a technical run.
YOU CAN BE DONE IF YOU LET ME HAVE ONE GODDAMN MINUTE
Chun Li, fed up and afraid of her own mortality, relaxed as the toxic voice seeped in her brain. Her pain was gone. Her eyesight was fine. The soldier leaped up to roundhouse kick her and Chun Li somehow blocked his kick, much to her shock.
Then she felt a dark energy swirl around her right leg, making her leg shoot upwards at the soldier's neck. She could have sworn she heard a loud fracture.
It instantly brought her back to the nightmare of her father. Suddenly, her blood turned cold. She froze, unable to move or think.
Bison was wearing a smirk like a new fashion style of the year.
The soldier landed on his back, still breathing but clearly unable to move. Chun Li started to shake a bit.
KILL HIM
She wildly darted her gaze around. Chun Li couldn't…
KILL HIM NOW!
"No. No." She said, trying to regain her senses back, "I can't…"
Bison leaned over on the desk, digging his stare through her hesitant figure. His eyes began to grow bit purple, lost deep in thought.
HE'S ALREADY STRUGGLING TO STAY ALIVE
"I won't do it!" Chun Li argued weakly, "I am better than that... Better...than…"
YOU WILL KILL FOR MASTER
Her body was cracking under the pressure. Chun Li felt like she was being pulled in two different directions.
PLEASURE MASTER BISON
KILL FOR MASTER BISON
Her leg stuck out and Chun Li, as if she was an outsider watching her own body, came down on the soldier's neck hard. The soldier began to bleed through his lips, now unmoving.
The voice abruptly left and Chun Li couldn't break her gaze from the now lifeless body before her. Same lifeless eyes that she saw in her mother and father ripped through her brain.
Bison stood back up in his command post, beaming a smile that could melt steel. He could see her new rips and tears in her clothes, mentally noting to start outfitting her wardrobe.
The first thing that had to go was the pantyhose. Easier access without them.
Now soaked in sweat and trauma, Chun Li felt her body throw up whatever trace amounts it could muster and she fainted.
The next time she opened her eyes, Chun Li was back at her cell with Bison tying her feet together.
"Ah, there you are. I was wondering if you'd wake up, slave." Bison said, "You fainted after your match. I didn't even get to kiss you congratulations. I decided to tie your feet first after the other day."
She did see his face healed completely, as if it didn't happen. In fact, Chun Li felt overall better as well…
"What's the voice in my head?" She demanded, a bit renewed with her improved health.
Bison ignored her flat out, tightening the chain around her bare ankle. Chun Li was naked, again, and she felt oddly familiar with that scenario now.
"Why is there a loud voice in my head when…" She trailed off, feeling agitated.
"I really don't know who you are speaking to because you aren't addressing me properly." He interrupted. She sighed softly.
"Why is there a voice in my mind, Master?" Chun Li gave in to his whims. It was going to play out like that then.
"It's your conscience speaking to you." Bison answered flippantly. She tightened her brow hard. Why even bother if he was going to joke around?
"Is it you, Master?" She flatlined her accusation, almost biting in her query. He quirked a grin on his face, wrapping her ankle hard.
"Are you accusing me of being a ventriloquist, slave? Need my hand up your ass?" Bison bantered, "I can do you one better."
He was just going to continue being dodgy. Years of criminal enterprises perfected the art. Chun Li gave up trying to get answers, waiting for him to be done.
In moments, Bison completed his work and leaned over, kissing her head. She said nothing, moving her head to the side.
"You look better, slave. That exercise did you quite well." He declared, clearly hinting at the true nature of her earlier questions. Chun Li wondered if it was all connected: the power, voice, healing…
"When I come back, slave, I'll bring your favorite toy to play with as a reward for today." Bison continued, "And food and water, I guess. I really need to do a schedule or something."
She scrunched up her face. He knew he was not feeding her; Bison was just saying that to bully her spirit some more.
He patted her cheek, "Tell your master goodnight."
"Goodnight, Master." Chun Li obeyed with some spot of roughness. He seemed happy with it nonetheless and Bison left her laying there.
However, when he exited the room, something nudged at him. As if Bison forgot something. Racking his brain, he couldn't think of it and left for his bedroom.
Chun Li swallowed, thinking of the fight. Why did she give in? Surely, she could have pressed her luck and called Bison's bluff…
Tears ran down her cheeks and she lifted her arm to wipe them away. A beat passed before her brain went into overload.
Her arms were free! Bison...forgot to tie them! Suddenly finding resolve, Chun Li sat up as heart pounded in her ears. What was she to do now?
She had to free her legs. Chun Li jerked at the heavy metal bonds with her ankles. Tight as ever. Thinking wildly, almost giving herself a heart attack from the opportunity, Chun Li clasped her hands together. Summoning up the resolve and strength, she felt her power.
"Kikoken!"
The chains broke apart, freeing her legs. Chun Li scrambled up, falling forward like a drunk waking up from a stupor. This couldn't be real. Bison was so careful. It had to be a trap.
The door. While it was dark, Chun Li could tell that it opened from the outside. But then how could Bison leave freely? Rubbing her hands over the door, she tried to think.
Bison must use his psychic powers to open it at will. Shit.
Chun Li stood back, holding her hands out.
"Kikoken!"
Her fireball fizzled against the metal. Damn. Chun Li paced around, trying to think. There had to be a way out. This was just too much.
Aside from throwing herself at it, there wasn't much else.
A gnawing reminder grew in her brain. The power she used last time. Could that get her out? Chun Li mentally tried to bring back the voice but found it gone.
She could lure it back, maybe. Just this one time to set her free. But how? Chun Li thought back to those times before taking a deep breath, sliding her excited fingers between her legs.
"Pleasure Master Bison, pleasure Master…" Chun Li chanted, rubbing her clit to please her body, "Master, Master…"
The same feeling returned. She attempted to mentally capture the vibrant power in her mind, trying to visualize the same cues earlier.
In her mind's eye, she could imagine her ki power absorbing... growing…
"Kikoken!"
A violet light enveloped the cell, blasting apart any obstacles in her way. Chun Li came to, mind and soul fuzzy, before a large hole was before her. The bent metal frame had been completely destroyed, almost like it melted.
Without further thought, she bolted out. Her feet couldn't carry her fast enough.
In his lounge chair, Bison was reading over another slew of reports. A lit cigarette with a half drunk liquor glass sat next to his wrist. He had stripped down to his loungewear, composed of comfortable silk pants and his bathrobe.
The nagging thought kept coming back to him. He definitely forgot something. It wasn't like him to forget things.
Taking a puff of his smoke, Bison leaned his head back a bit. The tobacco smoke blew out of his mouth, creating a hazy state.
It was like pondering if someone turned the oven off before leaving the house. Just bothersome.
A flash tremor went through his mind. Sitting up now, his cigarette dangling off his bottom lip, Bison rapidly blinked. That was definitely out of the ordinary. Tapping into his psychic ability, he felt a echo call out to him.
Did you tie her hands?
Realization struck him like a speeding train. Dropping his cigarette on the table, Bison darted out of his chair. Shit! Shit, shit, shit!
He picked up the line, calling his dispatch, "Call Emergency Code. Prisoner Escape. Do not let Detective Chun Li Xiang escape."
Chun Li had reached what she thought was the outermost rim of the base. What sounded like an alarm had started to go off.
She had to find a way off this place. Hugging herself, she felt embarrassed now about her naked body. Chun Li thought if she made it up to the surface, she could have a better bearing on her location.
However, a stampede of what sounded like heavy footsteps broke her of her thoughts. Chun Li knew the left was the dreaded rehabilitation room. The far right must be that observation room with the fighting…
So the door next to her must be something else and she prayed it didn't have locks. She threw open the door, finding a dark room with dim lights. Long tables were empty and wiped down with bags hanging up. A large furnace was currently off.
A medical room, maybe? Chun Li opened one of the bags, finding the body of the man she had killed earlier. His face had already started to rot.
Mortuary. More like a crematorium. They must have been ready to dispose of his body. Chun Li took notice of his clothes. Still in good condition with no obvious tears or blood.
Swallowing her disgust, Chun Li grabbed his body and started to take off his clothes.
Bison had reached the cell before his men, looking at the damage. The hole was larger than he was, still eroding away. While that could have been great pride to him knowing her power had increased tenfold, he was still angry that she had escaped.
Truthfully, he was angry at himself.
"Lord Bison, we've grounded all air and sea transportation." One of his captains said, "She'll be unable to leave the island."
Judging by the hole, Bison could reckon she could swim back. He turned on his heel to the captain.
"Make sure nobody can leave." He commanded, "Start searching every room. No corner left unturned."
The captain bowed in response, "Yes, my Lord."
The young detective fiddled with the buttons, dragging her icky feelings of dishonor down in her soul. The dead man laid on the floor, his cold corpse still blue.
Tucking her long hair into the hat, she knew she couldn't last long with her face being exposed. Chun Li didn't have a number of female soldiers in Shadaloo but she figured it was less than the numbers on her left hand.
Chun Li peeked out the door before exiting, racing up another door. While there were no maps or signs that could help her, she figured that since it was so much cooler, it had to be deeper underground.
The door she chose went up but before she could take her first step, she heard another set of feet. Quickly shutting the door and barring it behind her with a box, she ran up the steps.
Bison had gotten himself back up to the main control room for his lower division, looking quite a different sight for his employees who were hiding their side eying. He managed to smooth his hair back to keep it kempt but the lack of shoes and proper shirt was something to gawk at.
"Where are the fucking cameras?" He demanded, his rage fueled by his own self-pitying. His executive leader was sitting in front of him, twirling around the knobs as if it were a second limb to him.
"Sir, she's not on the lower levels any more." His subordinate stated, "If she is then she's invisible."
Bison would have smashed that smug response into the control deck in front of him but unfortunately, he needed him and the leader knew that too. The leader tapped a key with his left hand, bringing up the crematorium. The lifeless body of one of his men was laying there, devoid of clothes.
"She must have disguised herself." Bison's lead stated, "Her clothes would have his serial number on her. 1-9-3-4-4-5GT. Send a signal out to look for that matching ID number on the upper right breast."
Smart girl. Bison clicked his tongue a bit. Obviously, she knew being a girl running around naked would bring suspicion, if not unwanted attention.
"Lord Bison, I believe I found visual contact." His lead interrupted his thoughts. Onscreen, Bison could see a slender frame in ill-fitting clothes running towards the south end of his wing. The boots were also not laced properly.
"Dispatch a team to capture her. Do not kill her." The Master of Darkness said as his executive lead called it in. He had to admit, she got much further than he would have expected. Had she known the base better, she could have made it all the way to the top.
Now the question was if she would give up easily or fight?
Chun Li felt despairing at the thought of another hallway. This entire place was crazy with twists and turns and everything looked the same! There was just no way to tell!
Footsteps again. She spotted a vent that could fit her body. Chun Li lunged for her, kicking it inwards before she felt a pair of eyes behind her.
"Hands on your head!" A loud shrill command echoed in her ear. Dread overcame her. They found her out rather fast. Chun Li froze to her spot, not wanting to move. She could hear the shuffling of weaponry behind her. Would they really kill her?
No point in pleading for her life. They'll either kill her or take her back to Bison to be killed.
Her hands trembled in anticipation. She was going to have to fight.
"Kiko-shou!"
A ball of twisted, lavender colored energy shot forth that encompassed the space, making Chun Li mildly dazed at the sheer power overwhelming her senses. She could have easily passed out and lost control had she not been kneeling.
Thick, metallic scent filled her nasal passages as she brought herself back to her senses. Taking a small stumble, Chun Li finally turned around. She had never done a Kikoshou backwards before.
She didn't quite remember what the hallway looked before but Chun Li was absolutely sure it didn't have blood and body parts dripping from the ceiling. Every crevice was caked with warm, fresh organs and gore.
Her breath quickened a bit. Chun Li didn't have time to labor over the images. She was just going to have to escape and pay for therapy like everyone else. Crawling through the open vent, Chun Li tried to push it all back in her mind.
Bison, on the other side of the camera, was stricken with admiration. He thought her last hurrah was enjoyable but that was downright orgasmic. The plastered screen of bodies ripped apart and destroyed with little discrimination was quite the sight to behold.
Chun Li didn't even have that much Psycho Power either. He dreamily thought of her at full peak, loving the idea of her rampages held in cheek. Bison could definitely use a cigarette after that debacle.
Hell, he almost wanted to let her go. Bison could go fight her in a street somewhere and really cause some hell. The earth could shatter under their punches and kicks and their fucking could split the sea.
Unfortunately, she still wanted to be Little Miss Narcotics Officer and that just couldn't do.
Chun Li wriggled her way through the vents, finding the air less and less available as she moved towards the exit. Her arms were starting to give out as she used her elbows to propel herself forward like on an obstacle course.
"Come on!" She grunted, "Keep going!"
It was starting to get warmer and she could hardly see now. The heat was getting boiling hot as the metal around her burned her skin. Chun Li tried to not focus on it as she kept going. But eventually, she fell out of another open grate into a room.
Her body was soaked now and her breath was labored. She undoubtedly lost her hat back there. Crawling to her feet, Chun Li spat up excess saliva. If only Bison had given her some water before this whole thing started. Dehydration was starting to kick in.
Looking around, Chun Li figured she was in an control tower. Propping herself up on a nearby table, she got to her feet and wobbled over to the controls. It was all written in a language she couldn't understand or just couldn't comprehend right now.
A bright glare burned her eyes. Holding her hand above her head, Chun Li saw rays of sunlight coming through a window. Finding the last of her resolve, Chun Li stumbled towards the full pane glass windows.
It was overlooking a beautiful, crisp, clear, blue ocean. Where was she? Chun Li was definitely not in Hong Kong anymore. Bison most likely took her to a hidden location.
Pressing her body against the glass, she pounded her fist as hard as she could. Bulletproof, tempered glass. Son of a bitch, that man thought of everything. Leaning her head against it, she exhaled deeply as her breath fogged the glass.
Something caught her eye. A map hanging above a control center. She turned around and carefully inspected it. It was a large island, shaped like Madagascar except tiny islands encircled the big one like a star.
The words "MRIGANKA" was written below it.
Chun Li had never heard of that place. Was that where she was right now? Mriganka? Some hidden country that no map had ever charted before? There wasn't any other countries around it so she couldn't even gather where she was nearby.
It didn't matter. She wanted to feel the ocean air. She wanted to feel freedom. Bracing herself, Chun Li hit her boot heel against the glass. It wouldn't budge. Drawing upon more and more power, she flew into her famous Lightning Kicks that in her tired eyes, looked more purplish now.
The glass finally shattered under the weight, giving her an escape. Chun Li threw herself out the window, falling onto the warm concrete below. Her feet were tired and her legs were shaky but she had to keep going.
Salty sea air had given her a second wind, finding her flight of flurry much faster now. Tumbling over the depths of the island topography, Chun Li could see massive movements from below her feet.
This place was enormous. A monument built to Bison himself. Roads were paved with hard, metallic tile and buildings were cut into the natural ground. Towering over her were small skyscrapers and lingering rooftops. It was like a small city hidden within the ocean's bosom.
How could Interpol and the world not know about this place? Anyone passing by could see it! Chun Li almost got lost in the beat and harmony of the bustling place before she spotted guards rushing towards her.
It was, after all, a base of operations for Bison. So everything and anything was criminal here.
"Stop right there!" A guard had shouted. Chun Li bolted off into a different direction, heading to the coastline. However, she was fiercely met with a thicket of forest with a branch nearly smacking her in the face.
A jungle? Chun Li couldn't think but dove right into the sea of tropical wood. The soldiers followed after her, posing their guns for any movement. She threw herself into a heavy grove of tall grass, low to the ground so they couldn't see her.
"Spread out." She heard the order being called, "She can't have gone far."
Bugs swarmed her body like a fresh meal but she ignored their insistent biting and sucking, preferring it over Bison's teeth. A long, multicolored snake slid across her vision and slipped underground to avoid the fight.
Chun Li felt a shoe come near her. Springing up, she grabbed the butt of his rifle and kicked him backwards, firing the gun into his body. The other soldiers heard her, starting to unload their clips before Chun Li aimed the rifle at them.
Her shot had always been excellent but she felt like now, time slowed down just enough to be precise. Steady and constant like the stream of water, Chun Li fired her gun into their heads. Blood spilled everywhere, rapidly pulling her heart rate again.
When she came to, the soldiers laid bleeding on the ground. She looked up at the trees, feeling like the sun was starting to hide between the branches so it wouldn't have to look upon her. Chun Li picked up a clip and fled the jungle.
After many paces and many steps, evading calls and captures, Chun Li finally reached the coastline. Her uniform was completely ruined, drenched in sweat and blood. Her gun felt heavy and weighed, making it hard to stand up straight. The base of her spine felt like no cartilage was left to cushion her body.
Hoofing down the rocks, Chun Li could see a boat pier. Peering across the rocks, she could see three soldiers idly standing at attention while guarding a speedster boat. Her rifle couldn't cross the water well enough or accurate enough. Laying the gun down, she went headfirst into the water.
Her arms swam her across the strait of saltwater, coming up from underneath the soldiers feet. She could hear their talking through the blood pounding in her ears.
"No fucking way there's a squid. You're high or something." One soldier jeered at his cohorts, "Why would Lord Bison have a giant squid? Why not a giant bear or lion?"
"I'm telling you! I'd seen it! That big-ass jellyfish has eyes larger than spaceships!" His colleague insisted, "I swear to God, it takes up a whole stadium."
"Squids aren't jellyfish." The last voice interrupted, "And how would you feed such a thing anyway?"
"Okay, look, I swear they feed it like truckloads of captured prisoners and stuff." The soldier insisted, stamping his feet, "They just dump it into a tank like a bucket of fish!"
"You really are high." The third soldier muttered, "Anyway, that can't be true. Lord Bison would have fed his squid monster that girl that ran away."
Chun Li didn't know what to do. She needed that boat. The boat was the only way off the island. Her legs were kicking under her, trying to stay afloat. The soldiers continued to argue among themselves like children.
"She's pretty hot. I heard that her boobs are like, two toddler sized." The first soldier mused. Chun Li furrowed her brow. That definitely wasn't true!
"Why do you have to make up stupid lies?" The second soldier admonished him roughly, "I've seen her. I was there when Bison took her down. Her tits are big but not that big. I've seen bigger. Though, not as nicely shaped."
"Whatever. You get what I mean." The soldier gruffed, "Lord Vega said Bison was gonna knock her up anyway so her tits will get bigger."
"How do you know that? Are you and Vega friends?" The third soldier seemed exasperated at his partner's statements, "I swear, you have the weirdest…"
"He was bitching about it? I dunno. He's crazy. You know all three of them talk in Lord Bison's private gambling room. Vega was saying something about how Bison was bragging about making her cum while using three dildos and…"
Chun Li nearly went ballistic. One of the worst times of her life and Bison was fucking boasting to others about it? Like some sexual prowess he had? Her face got hot and red, clenching her fists hard into her palms.
The water around her boiled. She felt a geyser of power under her before she launched upwards, breaking through the wooden pier.
"Tenshokyaku!"
The splinters barreled into the surprised soldiers, knocking them into the water. Chun Li landed on the other side of the pier where it was not collapsed, viewing a giant hole that she came out of. Furious, she zeroed in on the flailing soldiers and picked up a broken wood post, throwing it at one of their heads.
It hit directly through one of their eyes, instantly killing and filling the water with blood. Gripping another one, Chun Li flung another board at the other soldier. Soon, it was a onslaught of broken wood pieces and blood.
Once the water stopped moving, she came back to her senses. Too pissed to care about the weight of human life now, Chun Li climbed into the boat and started the ignition. It started right away, revving up on cue. The gas tank appeared full and there wasn't any weight keeping the boat down. It must just be for patrol or security measures.
Kicking the boat into high gear, Chun Li drove it around the shipping harbor. The speedster could get her back to a mainland, maybe, but she would have to be careful.
Anything was better than here.
There didn't appear to be any other boats right now, perhaps only just mad scrambling to capture her on the land. Chun Li somehow felt giddy, thinking that perhaps she was finally free.
She could follow the sun and go east. As long as her boat could run, Chun Li would single-mindedly keep driving.
Chun Li nearly broke down in tears. The island seemed so far now. Like a distant memory or nightmare. The bruises and etching on her skin were fading from her mind and spirit.
After she reached total freedom, Chun Li was going to sleep for years. Eat every food that came her way. Bathe until her entire home flooded with water. Never touch another man again.
Schrunk!
The loud jarring noise broke her of her fantasy. She peered over the side of the boat, seeing oil start covering the surface of the clear blue water.
Oh God, no. Her boat had run aground some sharp rocks or a hidden coral reef barrier. Frantically trying to push her pedal harder, Chun Li could hear the engine started to flood and die.
"No, no, no, please God, no!" She screamed, tears flowing down her face, "Please! Not now! I have paid enough! I have suffered enough! Please! God, work! Work!"
The sounds of distant boats began to crawl towards her in the distance. Chun Li could feel the boat sinking as water started to come through her boots.
Looking at the horizon where her home was, Chun Li closed her eyes shut in defeat and jumped overboard. She didn't even thrash or fight. Her body started to sink like a rock.
The heavy clothes weighed her down as well as her boots, making it easier to slip under the water. Her body was trying to fight for survival but her mind was shutting down.
The last breaths of her lungs escaped, making her eyesight go dark. Peace started to take over. Death felt so warm compared to her weeks imprisoned.
The boats sounded closer now. Maybe even on top of her. They'll have to fish her bloated and drowned corpse out of the ocean. Bison would be furious, undoubtedly, and unleash his anger onto the natural world but Chun Li could not longer find any reason to care.
"Chun Li?"
A comforting voice. Familiar. Chun Li could see an image of her father. Holding his arms out towards her.
"It's okay, Chun Li. Come home."
Chun Li reached out towards him, embracing him. The cold waters seemed heavy now as waves crashed above them. She nuzzled her father, feeling his mustache tickle her hair like when she was a girl.
"I'm sorry, Daddy." She said, "I'm sorry."
Was she talking now? Was she finally departed from this world? The former calluses on his hand went through her untied hair, stroking her.
"There's nothing to be sorry about. There's nothing left for us here. Let's go home."
Chun Li lovingly squeezed her arms around him. Everything was going to be okay. Everything she wanted was right here now. Even if there was nothing in the afterlife, she could hold onto this moment for eternity.
As if everything melted away, her eyes finally closed. Contentment filled her exhausted and tired body like a warm bowl of soup. Her fingers still clutched onto what seemed like the fabric of Dorai's clothes.
"Father…" She mumbled, surrendering.
"It really is too bad, you know. You really were so close. Now your master has to start all over again."
Chun Li became startled. What? Her mouth tried to form words but was unable to do so. The once soothing hug of Dorai turned into a terrible vice grip around her shoulders and arms. Her limbs were stiff and heavy, like a doll that hadn't been broken in yet.
Something was latched onto her mouth but she couldn't see. Struggling and jerking her head, she thought her body had been trapped in a vat of molasses. Chun Li couldn't move. Couldn't breathe.
"Chun Li, wake up. You have to greet your master, remember?"
Light returned to her vision as Chun Li jolted awake. What seemed like fuzzy fluorescent lights hanging over her head had replaced the shining sea that she had envisioned last. Her body was restrained tightly and some breathing apparatus was on her face.
Tubes and wires were sticking out of her everywhere. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see an IV bag hanging up as well as a blood bag with the bold letters "TYPE A". Her mind now fully aware had began to undertake a massive meltdown.
She tried to scream. This was a horror movie. This was endless rounds of suffering at the hands of a sadistic director. The apparatus muffled her sounds, making her choke a bit. Her body was unable to move, taking her freak out quite well under the pressure she was wildly placing on them.
"Perhaps you should conserve your energy for better uses, slave."
Her throat clenched up from sobbing. The voice she hated, that now haunted her. Bison came from out of nowhere, like smoke, to her bedside. He didn't seem quite too thrilled with her predicament, somehow less happy than Chun Li was.
Muffled shouts and shrieks tried to escape her mouth but Bison only listened for half a second before putting his hand on her head.
"You may not want to talk for this statement." He suggested venomously, "Because I'm sure, as you know already, that the more you talk, the deeper shit you're in. You've hit rock bottom in the septic tank of shit. So stop digging, slave. And shut up."
Chun Li wept profusely as her brown eyes could only helplessly stare up at him.
"Did you really think you could escape?" Bison posed in a rhetorical way, knowing she couldn't or wouldn't answer, "Did you really think that suicide would keep your soul, the soul I rightfully own, away from me? As if there weren't things out of your control, things you cannot see or hear or touch, that keep you in place with me?"
She trembled hard, sweat seeping deeply into the medical bed.
"You belong to me." The powerful dictator repeated to her again, "I will even get to decide when you die. Which, if you're wondering, won't be for a very long time. Longer than you think. You will be my slave in every single way you can imagine. Fucking you is one of those ways. There's more than one way to skin a rabbit. I will take and take and take until you have nothing left to give me. Then you'll find things to give me, things that I want that you will steal, cheat, and kill for. After you have given me everything you can acquire in this world, you will lay beside me and give me heirs to continue my absolute power through their lives. Through all of that, you will love me so greatly that the idea of displeasing me will break you. You will love me, slave. There will be no quarter or shelter in this world from your love for me."
Chun Li felt paralyzed from his speech, feeling him take back his hand. Bison then tapped the blood bag.
"You should thank your master. Nobody else around except me had your blood type." He stated before leaving. The young fighter's face paled in his rigid remark, dreading every pump of her heart as it pushed the black evil through her veins that she shared with her captor.
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