Yuki: Sex (Day 1)

Having spent the night in Soddorom's bed, it really sinks in to the Assassin that she is, in fact only a Sex **** now.

She whispers it, it helps it go down, "I'm a sex ****."

The test of her endurance however, is ahead of her. Yesterday was only the tip of the iceberg, and from the look in Soddorom's eyes he got off on her suffering. Her resistance would do nothing but inspire more punishment, her cooperation would make him try harder to make her suffer. No matter what, she can't win. And she certainly can't escape. Not easily.

Her **** collar had a detonator. It certainly can't read her mind or intentions, if that were the case her head would have exploded already. It's likely remote, and automatic only in instances of leaving the premises or proximity to the Palace (or her Master?).

And furthermore, the Palace is in the middle of a desert overlooking a city miles away. Once outside she would be captured in minutes and brought back to her Master and be subject to his punishments. She would need a ship, ships need access. Password, retinal scan, fingerprints, Yuki could fake them all. But with a time budget, and not knowing which key she'd need when grabbing a ship would be risky. Not to mention, the fasted and most armed ships would be the hardest to crack, and she'd need one of those if she doesn't want to die in space.

She will need to get away from the throne to even start. But she's Soddorom's favorite.

It will be a long time before Soddorom can trust Yuki the Assassin out of his sight. It will be a long and arduous wait before Soddorom is convinced she is Yuki the Sex ****.

But will she last?