Bittersweet Endings

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Kieran stopped eating and looked up from his food when Darcy finished speaking. He let out a sigh and shook his head as he set down his sandwich. "I will not hurt you, if you behave well." While speaking, Kieran folded his hands together and set them down on the edge of the table. "But, for this time only, you may ask me any question that you want without fear of punishment. Though do make sure that it is a question and not a statement." With that said, he looked up at expectedly, patiently waiting for Darcy to ask him a question. Kieran knew that no matter what she asked, he would not punish her. He may kidnap people, but he kept to his word.

Darcy flinched as Kieran settled his hands against the table, pressing herself back into the chair, expecting Kieran to lash out at her. As much as he kept promising he wouldn't hurt her, he already had, Kieran had stalked her, had kidnapped her, and gone as far to rape her. That hadn't exactly bred any trust between them. She held her breath, doing her best to keep still despite how badly she had begun to shake. "I'm sor-" she cut herself off when Kieran began to speak, choking back a sob. She nodded, her eyes darting around the room as she tried to come up with a question to ask. She didn't know what to ask because she didn't really know whether she wanted an answer to any of her questions. Clearing her throat, Darcy smoothed out the material of her shorts. "Why? I mean," she paused to clear her throat. "All I did was run... I didn't... do anything to deserve this."

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Kieran looked at her, raising his eyebrows as he did. She seemed to be quite upset, and he was sure it had nothing to do with the question she was asking. Though he decided to ignore her reaction for the most part and focus on answering her question. However, Kieran knew that he had already explained this earlier. "I saw you running and knew that you were the one." Kieran said before unfolding his hands and beginning to eat again. "Though I took it as a sign that I should have you when I saw you running everyday...And I could tell that you wanted someone to catch you, so I did." He said, matter of factly. "Do you have any other questions?"

Darcy knew that Kieran's answer was going to spark some sort of emotion in her but she hadn't been prepared for the anger that swelld inside of her chest, threatening to bubble over as she looked up to Kieran. She let out a dry laugh, slamming her hands down on the table as she pushed the chair back. Darcy stood, her eyes narrowing as she shook her head. "You're out of your damn mind. I didn't want anyone to catch me," Darcy snapped, turning on her heel to stalk toward the room that she now knew as hers. Within the first few steps, the anger was replaced with a nauseating sense of fear as she realized what she had just done. All but running toward the room, she slammed the door shut behind her.

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Kieran let out a sigh at Darcy's outburst. At first, he was going to get up but when she headed to her own room, he decided to stay and finish his meal. He wasn't too concerned since there was nothing for her to use in the room. Once he was done eating, Kieran casually got up and headed over to the room, and slowly opened up the door. He immediately went right over to her, grabbing her arms together and pinning her to the wall. "Now do you really think that, that small outburst of yours was being good?" He asked her. "And do you think running away and slamming my door was a good idea?"

Darcy had curled up in the furthest corner away from the door, trying to keep her anxiety under control as she began to pant. She knew she was in trouble and despite Kieran not following her, it only made the situation worse. She sat and her mind wandered about what he was going to do to her. She shuddered and curled in on herself, only to freeze as the door opened. Maybe if she didn't move, Kieran would leave her alone. She refused to look at him, her eyes cast downward. "You kidnapped me. So screw you if you think I'm just going to smile and thank you! This is disgusting, you're disgusting!"

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Kieran slapped Darcy across the face before grabbing her by the hair and pulling her out of the room. He dragged her over to the toy room, and forced her to lean over a table he had in there. Quickly, Kieran handcuffed her hands down and then attached her ankles to the legs of the table. With her in place, he reached up and grabbed her shirt, ripping it apart to let her torso free. He then did the same to her shorts.. Kieran then grabbed two clothespins, putting one of each of her nipples before pulling a whip out. Without saying a word, he started to beat down on her ass.

Darcy yelped, her head snapping to the side after Kieran slapped her. Tears began falling as she tried to pull away from him, only to wince as he dragged her into the other room. She knew that she had screwed up and she should be apologizing but she couldn't bring herself to, afraid to open her mouth and say the wrong thing to dig herself into an even bigger hole. She buried her face into her shoulder as she was bent over the table, trying to hide despite herself. Please. Flinching as the clothes were pulled from her body, Darcy all but screamed as he placed the clothes pins on her nipples. She struggled, trying to avoid the second one. "Please," she choked on the word, only for the next word to be cut off by a scream as Kieran began to whip her. She bucked against the table, trying to avoid the whip, her entire body tense, anticipating each slap of the whip. "Please," she whimpered, being reduced to sobs as she shivered on teh table. ""Please, I'm sorry!"

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Kieran immediately stopped whipping Darcy when he heard her begin to apologize. He dropped his arm to the side before walking over to the side of her face. "What are you sorry for?" Kieran said harshly. He wasn't going to stop until she had given him a full apology for what she had said and did. By the end of it, Kieran knew that he was going to get what he wanted. After all, he had all of the control. And he had told her that if she was good, that she wouldn't get punished. But here they were. He just had to punish her now.

A full bodied shiver ran down Darcy's spine when Kieran stopped, causing her to whimper all over again. She clamped her eyes shut, refusing to look up to him as he spoke. Her stomach flipped as she tried to search for an answer, the one she thought he wanted to hear. She thought he probably wanted to hear something extravagant but she didn't have the energy to come up with anything. Dropping her head against the table, Darcy opened her eyes but didn't actually take in anything around her. When she finally answered, her voice was hoarse, barely contained cries making her words wobble. "Everything. Yelling, walking away from you," Darcy had to pause, wincing as she braced herself for what she was sure was another hit. "Slamming the door. Saying you were disgusting. I'm so sorry," and with that she broke down into sobs, burying her face into her shoulder.

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Kieran thought about her apology for a moment, deciding on whether or not he was going to accept it. It wasn't as...wordy as he would have liked, but it did cover everything that he wanted to hear. So he walked over to his toy shelf and set the whip back where it belonged. "Very good. And are you going to be good from now on?" Kieran asked her as he started to go through a chest on the other side of the room. "And who are you going to listen to from now on?" Kieran walked up behind Darcy, making sure to stay behind her where she couldn't see what he was holding.

Before the question even finished falling from Kieran's lips, Darcy was nodding her head rapidly. Her entire body was rigid, sending mini shock waves of pain through her back. "Good. Yes, I'll be good," she croaked, closing her eyes tightly. Darcy listened to the sounds of Kieran going through something on the other side of the room. She whimpered, trying to twist or turn in a way so that she could see what he was doing but she soon gave up. Shivering, Darcy winced as her nipples brushed against the table. She had almost forgotten about the clothes pins. "Y-You," she started, swallowing around the lump in her throat. "You, sir. I'll do whatever you say, sir. No more, please."

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Kieran smiled a little when Darcy confirmed that she would be good for him. He then walked up to her neck, putting on a choker around her neck that had a circle pendant on it. "And you will wear this to remember that." Kieran said as he tied the choker on her next. He wanted it to be clear that she was his. And the necklace was just a reminder of that, and something that he would be able to pull her around with later. Once the necklace was firmly on, he pulled the clothespins off of her breasts and then unleashed her from the table. "Go to your room."

Darcy's breath hitched as Kieran slipped the choker around her neck, having not understood what was happening. He was done with her and she hadn't even had a chance to escape even once, he was going t choke her and this was how she was going to die. Her family would never know. Please. Her eyes flew open when Kieran explained, the relief she felt palpable. She gave a small nod, nod daring to so much as move when Kieran released her. When he finally spoke, Darcy pushed herself to her feet. "Thank you," she mumbled, turning around and all but running to her room. Once she was finally alone, Darcy laid on the bed, on her stomach. Darcy whimpered, feeling tears pricking the corners of her eyes. She was tired of crying, she didn't want to do it any more - not when she didn't want to upset Kieran all over again. She simply laid there, her body vibrating from the nerves rushing through her body as she focused on a spot on the wall.

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Kieran took care of a few things in the toy room before making his way back to Darcy. He stood by the door and looked in. "I will let you stay untied tonight. Though if you get into anything tonight because of it, that will quickly change." Kieran told her before closing the door and locking it. There wasn't really much Darcy would be able to do in there. And it would be almost impossible for her to escape from the room too. Though Darcy could still cause problems...Though whatever she did, he would see tomorrow when he woke up. So Darcy headed off to bed. While there were troubles, today had been a successful for the most part.

Darcy had braced herself the moment the door began to open, her eyes flicking over to him. She remained frozen, not daring to so much as breath as he spoke. She nodded to show that she understood, tugging her bottom lip between her teeth. She wanted to ask for clothes but decided against it, almost positive that she wouldn't want to wear shorts because of how much the whipping had hurt. Her stomach twisted as she began to tug the blanket onto her upper body, trying to wrap it around her legs while keeping her ass uncovered. It seemed to happen all at once when she realized that Kieran was going to leave her alone for the night, the exhaustion set in and she was quick to pass out, her face buried into the pillow.

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Kieran slept soundly through the night and slept through the early morning. Though once he did wake, Kieran made his way to her room. He opened it slightly, seeing that she was still asleep. Plus from his angel it looked like nothing had happened throughout the night. He grinned before closing and locking the door again. Kieran then made his way into the kitchen and started to cook breakfast for them both. Maybe one day, he would be able to trust her enough to cook for him. Though that nice thought was quite far out. After a half hour had passed by, Kieran headed back to Darcy and went into the room.

Darcy had stirred when the door was opened the first time, lifting her head and squinting at the door. She huffed before pulling the blanket tighter around her body. She yawned, reaching up to rub the sleep from her eyes. Darcy was quiet, figuring it was best that she just stay in the bed until Kieran came for her. Hearing the sound of his footsteps sent her heart racing and she looked up, watching the door apprehensively. Her eyes widened as she made eye contact with him, quickly dropping her gaze back down. "Morning," she greeted after a moment, not wanting to even so much as move without him telling her to.

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Kieran walked into the room, going into the dresser that was in there and pulled out some clothes. He tossed her t-shirt and a pair of cloth shorts. "It is time for breakfast." Kieran moved to head out of the room but he then quickly turned around and headed over to the bed. He flipped her over and looked at her ass. Last night he didn't really look at it to see the damage he had done. Though while it was clearly sore, it wasn't bad enough to make him worry. Kieran gripped a part of her cheek before letting it go. "I made eggs and toast." He told her before heading out of the room. "Move quickly since we'll be busy today."

Darcy bit down on her lip as she caught the clothes, slowly pushing herself into a sitting position to pull them on. She nodded, only to freeze when Kieran spun around on her. "I-I-" she started, unsure of what she was even about to apologize for. Her stomach had twisted into a large knot as Kieran flipped her over, biting down on the inside of her lip. She didn't say anything, praying that nothing was about to happen. She breathed a sigh of relief when all he did was grab at her, shuddering a bit when he let go. "O-Okay," she whispered, pushing herself back up. Darcy's eyes widened at Kieran's words, wondering what he could possibly mean by 'busy' but she wasn't about to question him. Pulling on the shirt, Darcy was a bit more careful with the shorts. She followed after Kieran, hesitating when she reached the kitchen. She wrapped her arms around herself, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. "Do you have any juice?" Darcy whispered, hanging her head as she tip toed over to the table.