"Oh cupcake, breaking character to allow me to embrace you. That was your downfall, you fell for my pleas, and my begs. Never take Pity on your submissive darling."

You stared at him stunned, feeling an utter fool for falling for his pitying begs and allowing him to take control.

"Was I okay, did you enjoy it?" you ask softly, stroking his cheek. You were hoping if you play sweet and innocent it would appeal to his sentiments, and he'd forgive you for your domineering ways.

A tenderness washed across his face, and his eyes grew softer. You close in for a kiss, and gently place your lips on his. The firm grasp Loki had on you eased, and he smiled pulling back, laying his palm softly atop yours that now cupped his face.

"Oh Loki, my Love" you swoon, feeling assured Loki had forgiven your domination previously.

Fearfully, you observed as Loki's face broke into a broad grin and the soft touch of his palm on yours had given way to a firm grip. The squeeze on your fingers causing you discomfort.

While cackling evilly, Loki grabbed your hand and dragged it away from his face. His expression was covered in a shadowed grin, and you felt quite afraid.

Already he was stepping up his dominance to an entirely new level. You were shaking with the horror he incited in you and gradually, you distanced yourself while maintaining a steady gaze.

"Loki, stop, we don't have to do this. Let's just act like normal people" you say, your tone urgent as you try to persuade him.

You could see the carnal lust that was burning in Loki's eyes as he inspected your your body from head to toe. He's found his prey, and it's you.

You continued backing away as you see him slowly creep closer.

"Have you forgotten pumpkin? I'm not a normal person"

"I—I—mean normal god, let's just go and make love on that rug over there" you stutter your words nervously.

Loki laughed louder at your remark, "I'm not even a normal god, so why would I settle for normal? Don't play coy with me, you want me to dominate you, control you, and mark your pretty skin" Loki looks at you and waits for your reaction to his words.

"Mark my skin! No, I don't want to be whipped!" you cry out.

"Who says I'm going to use a whip?" he smirked, suddenly darting toward you, no longer stalking his prey but now pouncing.

You had no time to flee. He gripped your body, pushing his mouth on your breast and biting down hard. Your high pitched screech rung loud in his ears.

You defensively pulled on his hair with all your might, ripping his teeth away from your supple mound. He let you go and you backed away towards the wall.

You felt warm liquid drip down your breast, covering your nipple before the droplets fell to the floor. You looked at Loki in shock, his lips stained in your deep crimson blood.

After looking down, you saw his teethmarks imprinted into your skin. Your fear did not diminish, but you also felt a growing sense of rage.

You shot a look at Loki, who was merely standing there appreciating the work he had done on your flesh. It got him excited, and his cock was back to being erect.

"Oh don't give me that look kitten, my bite marks are simply love notes written in the flesh." Loki licked his lips, relishing the taste of your blood, "You're the sweetest taste of sin sugar, because your hot red fluid truly is so sweet"

He lifted his fingers and wiped the excess blood from the corners of his mouth before licking them clean.

"Normal Loki, I want normal!" you yell in frustration, unsure if you should be repulsed or aroused by the fact he just drank you blood.

"And what is normal, my fuzzy peach?"

"You know...missionary... in a bed.....NORMAL!"

Your statements drew a suspicious look from Loki as he arched an eyebrow, "You say you want a gentleman, but you really crave a savage. I'm your savage tonight pet"

You huff in exasperation, still in disbelief that he bit you.

He bloody bit me! The bastard fucking bit me! This is too damn far...

You were thinking so quickly that you forgot Loki can hear everything.

"Again with the foul language, I think that deserves a punishment"

Your head snapped back to Loki, your mind instantly clearing, "No!..Nein!..Nay!..La!" 

You blurted out different languages but they all meant the same thing, NO!.

You picked your dress off the floor and wrapped it around you then made a dash for the door. Yet Loki did nothing, he merely watched you amused.

He knew the door was locked. He made sure of it as soon as he got you back inside the torture room.

You reached the door and turned the handle but found it locked, "Oh Goddam it!"  you say stamping your feet.

"Thou shalt not take thy Lords name in vain!"

Loki preached, his voice loud and booming.

In response to the startling volume of his voice, you quickly turned around to face him. You swivelled expecting to see him in a stance, ready to pounce, but surprisingly he wasn't anywhere in sight.

You scoured the room, moving slowly around all four corners and behind every large object, yet he was nowhere to be found.

"Loki?" you call out in a weary voice.

You were completely tense, your heart racing. At any second, you expected him to sneak up and seize you.

You took this as an opportunity to get dressed properly and then frantically searched the table for another key or something to pick the lock. You find a long metal rod, thin enough to fit into a lock. You're not entirely sure of its intended use, but you think it has potential.

While reaching across the table, you inadvertently caused it to fall off the surface. It crashed to the ground with a clank and rolled a considerable distance away from you. You got down on your hands and knees, extending your arm out and tried to desperately grasp it.

The hairs on the back of your neck stood on end and goosebumps formed on your skin as a sudden rush of fear washed over you, but you dared not turn around and face the obvious presence that was behind you.

You were able to clearly hear the rapid hammering of your own heart since your ears were on high alert. And finally mustering up the nerve to turn around while still on your knees, you look behind you.

When you looked around and saw nobody, you breathed a sigh of relief. You had been expecting to see Loki towering over you.

You dismissed your paranoia and kept reaching for the tool. But when you went to grab it again, it was nowhere to be seen. Like magic, it had vanished.

"Magic" you whisper to yourself, suddenly coming to the realisation that Loki must have purposely distracted you in order to use his magic to prevent you from getting the tool, "you tricky bastarrrrr..."

Before you could finish your sentence Loki had seized hold of your ankles and hauled you from under the table. 

He quickly flipped you over and made you lay completely flat on your back. He stood up and placed each leg on either side of you. You laid between his legs looking up at his stiff cock, with full view of his balls.

He looked down at you, his dark hair falling loosely around his face. You couldn't help but think how absolutely gorgeous he looked.

"Like what you see?" Loki asks with a grin.

You looked towards his balls, his tight ass, his engorged cock, his meaty thighs...

"Best view in the house" you grin, a small giggle escaping your lips.

Loki smirked harder, "Then allow me to give you a closer look, princess"

No sooner did he say his words, his entire body came crashing downwards. His thighs straddled around your head, shoving his entire private region into your face.

You moved your head in a way to free your nose, enabling you to breathe and Loki looked at you, and smirked, "Oh, you look so pretty with my cock and balls on your face pet"

You made a feeble attempt to speak, but your sound was too muffled. Loki's large sack covering your mouth was preventing you from talking.

"What's that pet? I can't quite hear you" Loki says sarcastically.

He started moving his hips back and forth and because your arms continued to be wedged between his thighs, it was too hard for you to free yourself from his grasp.

Loki moaned as he felt the friction of your face against his balls and noticed your eyes glaring at him for the forced face fuck.

"Aw, is my pet angry with me? Do you want to move Pet? should I allow you use of an arm?"

You have no way to speak as your mouth was still covered. You yell in your mind, "Yes!!"

"Very well dear, I'll allow you a free arm" he said feeling charitable, "see I can be kind" he says, while releasing just one of your arms.

Immediately you attempted to get away by pulling on his thigh, but your efforts were in vain.

"Ah ah ah... it's not the thigh I want you to touch. Here, be a good girl and hold this."

Loki guided your hand to his stiff cock and wrapped your fingers around it. He began moving your hand up and down, stroking it along his shaft.

"Ahh that's it darling, work your magic on my cock. Pump me pet, give me the release you denied me"

He moved his hand away, allowing you to carry on jerking him off, and he gazed mesmerised at the sight before him. You, restrained between his thighs, while your hand fucks him rapidly.

He sat slightly off you, creating a gap between your mouth and his balls. Instantly you took a gasp of air, inhaling deeply.

"Now my little Pet, I want you to lick me. Free that tongue of yours and lick your master"

Even though he humiliated you, you couldn't help but feel incredibly aroused by his dominating behaviour. You finally demonstrate some submission by carrying out his instructions, and even Loki seemed surprised by it. You licked the underside of his balls, not afraid to get sloppy.

"Yes, that's it. Good girl, now put them in your mouth" he purrs.

You opened wide, sucking in Loki's balls entirely, and using your tongue to gently caress them while soaking them with your saliva.

Loki's moans became more feral, his eyes glazed over with hot desire.

He lifted himself off you slightly, his balls slipping out of your mouth, and using his hands to hold your head he rested his thick cock on your pursed lips.

"Open wide kitten, I want to fill your mouth with my hot cum"

In order to prevent him from fucking your throat, you teasingly kept your mouth shut. As the tension in his sexual drive grew, he became increasingly enraged and desperate to expel his seed.

He forcefully pushed his finger into the side of your mouth, prying it open, and then plunged his cock inside.

"Ahh...yes...that's it, I love the feel of your warm mouth, and your moist tongue. Suck me off pet, suck until I give you my seed"

Giving into your own desire you do as asked, sucking, gagging, and motioning your hands with an array of movements, all the Loki bucked wildly, thrusting his cock inside your mouth.

He stopped rolling his hips and started moving your head instead. Your mouth was so full of saliva that it dripped down as he madly bobbed your head back and forth along his cock.

The sight was not pretty and you felt filthy from all the secretions, yet Loki was so aroused by the sight of you. You were equally turned on, enjoying the harsh pokes of his cock against the back of your throat.

"Aaah my queen, you look so beautiful taking it all in" he groans aloud, "I'm going to cum—cum inside your throat. Swallow me precious!"

Loki roared in ecstasy as the steam from his hot cum flooded your throat.

He did not want to leave the comforting warmth of your mouth, so he kept his cock contained within for a short while. But as he softened, he slowly slipped out and gazed affectionately down at you.

"Oh darling girl, that was outstanding"

You nodded your head, and smiled, but Loki's brows furrowed when you continued to remain silent. He gazed at you curiously until his knowing expression suddenly morphed in to anger.

"Swallow me now!" he demands, completely angry that you still hold his cum in your mouth.  

You shook your head, refusing to drink down his cum and began to let it seep out from the sides of your mouth. Your teasing action infuriating Loki even more.

He scooped up his cum with his finger and pushed it back between your lips. But as you still refused to cooperate, he covered your entire mouth and nose with his large palm, cutting off your air supply and leaving you with just two options: swallow or pass out.

You fought back, trying to beat him with your free hand. But it didn't matter; he was simply too robust and powerful. Yet, no matter how tense the situation, you kept your composure and refused to give in. But now as your face flushed and you felt dizzy, you began to drift off into a deep slumber.

"Swallow!!" the tone of Loki's command was less angry than it was concerned.

Your vision began to blur as you neared unconsciousness, but just as you were about to lose consciousness entirely, Loki released his grip on your nose and mouth and helped you sit up.

"WHY?!" Loki screamed.

Your head began to clear, your fuzziness dispersing, and now you were fully aware that you stare at Loki.

"I'll keep filling your mouth over and over until you have no choice but to taste me! Do not underestimate my insatiable appetite, I can cum all hours of the day!"

Loki squeezed your shoulders in anger, causing you a brief pang of pain. But you bite through it, making sure you don't scream. Instead you lean in closer towards his face and take aim.

You spit the whole contents of his cum on his face, smirking when you see it slowly drip down his chin, and land on the floor between his legs.

His face was best described as a old oil painting. A painting displaying the holy wrath of a god ready to enact his punishment upon those that did him wrong.

You were the wrong.

The one who humiliated him, his not so obedient pet and now you lie in wait...