She was of the type who had some latent gifts, as most humans did, but they were untried and untapped, and thus with little effort he could overrule them.  She shook her head, not wanting to kneel before him now or ever, but eventually she shifted, settling to her knees in front of him.  It was the bite of the crop that really got her there, and when he lashed at her again she cried out, her body arching as the bite of the crop against her skin marked her.<br/><br/>She could feel tears in her eyes again and she blinked, trying to get rid of them.  the last thing she wanted to do, aside from sucking him off, was to give him her tears.  She wanted to bite him, and it was tempting as all hell to do it, but she refrained.  She just knew though, that if she did, she would regret it.  Whoever..  whatever he -really- was..  he could kill her in an instant, but she knew he wouldn't.  He would make her suffer.