Just A Mundane Day

Other than the excitement in the morning, the rest of the day has been rather boring. Krvavy has simply just gone back and forth between her cave and the bandit camp, bringing as much loot back as she can carry with each trip.

That wouldn’t be too bad if the trips didn’t take a couple hours each. And if she didn’t waste time finding a ditch to bury the bandits in, though Seismic Stomp did make that a bit easier.

Really, it might not have even been worth wasting an entire day doing this, as she hardly got anything good out of it.

“Phew...” Krvavy sighs out as she drops the last bit of loot onto the ground. She took everything worth taking from the bandit camp and brought it all back here. It was a lot of work, only made harder by the fact that she decided to store all of it up on the platform just outside of her respawn point.

She didn’t just dump the loot down randomly though, as she tried to organize it a bit. And looking it all over does make her feel rather satisfied.

Right next to the illusionary barrier is a spot against the wall for more valuable loot, though at the moment the only thing there is the chest full of coins. She left a fair bit of space around it for other more traditional treasures, even if it will definitely remain empty for quite some time.

Off to the left of the chest is where the weapons go, with the Orc war-hammer leaning against the wall and the crossbow resting on the ground, with its bolts and some knives around it. Krvavy doesn’t know how long she’ll keep these things sitting around, so she unstrung the crossbow to prevent it from getting damaged due to the strain. She isn’t looking forward to restringing it though.

Further along the wall, closer to the path down to the living area, is the spot for the various foodstuffs that Krvavy looted. She doesn’t exactly have a pantry to store things in, so this will have to do now. Currently the only things there are sacks of grains and oats, a few bags of flour and spices, and the small pouches that she previously got from the Orc camp. Sadly, there wasn’t a single piece of meat in the camp.

Across from the foodstuffs and close to the edge of the platform is the rest of the kitchen related loot. It shouldn’t be too much of a problem if any of it falls down into the cave below, as it is just a bunch of metal pots and pans, wooden bowls and plates, and various utensils. Nothing particularly valuable or fragile.

Still along the edge but further away from the path is the next pile of loot, this time the crates of sheets and other bedding. Krvavy didn’t bother taking any of the bedrolls or sheets from the tents, as she didn’t want to have to clean those filthy things. Especially the ones that had dead bodies on them. Besides, they had enough spares in the crates.

And that leaves the last group of loot, which is also along the cliff edge but a bit closer to her respawn point. This group is pretty much just the miscellaneous stuff and trinkets, which includes some folded canvas sheets from a few of the tents, coils of ropes, metal tent pegs, a stack of blank paper to go with her inkwell and pen, a nice looking letter opener, and a basic nail file.

In other words, she has a bunch of very boring stuff. At least most of it will be useful to some degree though.

Shaking her head, Krvavy heads back down to the living area. She is hungry and wants to have some dinner now. Passing by the small stack of firewood, Krvavy heads straight to the pot and starts getting some stew cooking.

Thea is sitting on the bedding off to the side, fully clothed in her now-clean dress and looking out over the grotto. The noble girl has been giving Krvavy the silent treatment all day, which is pretty understandable. Krvavy has pretty much enslaved her, after all.

It has been kind of fun seeing the girl go out of her way to ignore Krvavy throughout the day, though she didn’t do a very good job of it. It felt more like she was trying to get Krvavy’s attention just to show that she is ignoring the barbarian. From loudly huffing out in annoyance as Krvavy passes by to exaggeratedly pouting with her arms crossed, Thea’s cold shoulder was actually rather cute, if a bit immature.

But Thea must be bored out of her mind, though probably not quite as much as when she was trapped in a cage. At least here she has something to do: taking care of the Orc. The noble brat definitely isn’t happy with that new duty, almost certainly finding it embarrassing and humiliating. But she did feed the Orc earlier. Not that Krvavy saw it happen, but there was a faint splatter of stew on the Orcs green-skinned breasts.

Krvavy doesn’t actually mind the bratty noble pouting like this. It is actually kind of nice not having to listen to the girl speak, as at least half of what she says is just insults and slurs. Kind of a shame that isn’t going to last. It is only a matter of time before Thea starts swearing at her again.

“You want some dinner?” Krvavy calls out to the bratty girl. “Or are you just going to sit there and pout some more?”

Thea remains where she is for a few seconds, before slowly getting up and heading towards Krvavy without uttering a single word. She continues to completely ignore Krvavy, refusing to take the bowl that is offered to her and instead picking a different one to fill up with stew on her own. Taking a spoon, she sits down near the fire and turns away from Krvavy.

“As much as I enjoy not having to listen to you speak, we do need to talk about what happened this morning.” Krvavy comments as she fills her own bowl of soup.

The noble girl turns and glares at Krvavy. After a few moments of trying to kill the barbarian with her eyes, Thea huffs out and breaks her silence. “Are you finally going to apologize to me? You degenerate! Filthborne beast! Pervert!”

“Oh there we go...” Krvavy sighs out exasperatedly. “No. I am not going to apologize. If you weren’t such a bitch then maybe I would.”

“YOU KIDNAPPED ME!” Thea shouts out furiously.

“Eh, debatable.” Krvavy retorts, deciding to not really take this seriously to annoy Thea even more. “I found you in a cage and took you home with the rest of my loot. That is what you are to me. Loot. But that’s not the point. How’re you doing? Enjoying my home?”

Thea shakes in rage as she struggles to put her anger into words, mostly just making cute little furious noises. After a while she huffs out and points a finger accusatorily at Krvavy. “You! You are holding me hostage in a dark and dingy cave! Cur! I am not doing well! Wanton beast! Degenerate lowborn! Go die!”

“Now that is just straight up wrong,” Krvavy sighs out dramatically, “I’m holding you captive. Big difference. I’m not ransoming you off or using you as collateral. But that is just semantics, and for some reason I feel like you aren’t quite in the mood for that...”

“Filthborne beast! Pervert! ****!” The incensed noble girl spews out.

“Look, I just want to know how well you are acclimatizing to your new life.” Krvavy honestly admits. “I know it has only been a day so far, but–”

“MY NEW LIFE!?” Thea screams out in rage, after having taken a few seconds to process that information. “You are deluded if you think that this is my new life! Deranged! It is only a matter of time before I am rescued! Before armies come marching through these hills! And I will make sure that you suffer the most agonizing of fates when they come for you! Man-thing bitch!”

“Bit dramatic, aren’t you?” Krvavy replies with a shake of her head. “I honestly can’t tell if you are one of the stupidest people I have ever met or if you just don’t know what self-preservation is. You seem so committed to antagonizing me even though there are so many things I could do to make your life absolutely miserable.”

“What, like making me eat your foul seed?!” Thea indignantly shouts back, clenching the spoon in her hand so hard her knuckles turn white.

“Sure. We could see how long you’d last on a cum only diet. But I was thinking way darker. Like cutting the tendons on your legs so you can’t walk kind of dark. Or just removing your limbs in the first place. Gruesome stuff like that, you know?” Krvavy nonchalantly replies. She obviously doesn’t intend to do any of that, but giving Thea a little scare doesn’t hurt.

“You would not dare!” The noble brat shouts back, clearly not taking those threats seriously.

“Do you really want to risk that?”

“Filthborne beast! Bitch! Violent savage! Disgusting pervert! Wanton degenerate! Cur!”

“I liked you better when you were pouting... You at least looked cute like that.” Krvavy gripes with a sigh. “Now, whether you want to accept it or not, this is your new life. Get used to it. But hey, look at the bright side: you don’t have to marry that Duke anymore!”

Thea’s eye twitches in rage at that. “I might be engaged to a tyrant, but I would take that any day over you! You violent savage uncivilized beast! A loveless political marriage is better than being kept in a cave and ****!”

“Hey, I didn’t **** you! **** and molested, yes, but I haven’t technically **** you! Still isn’t good that I have to bring technicalities into it, but that’s not the point.” Krvavy comments, before shaking her head and sighing out. “Getting back on topic... I’m not entirely certain what to do with you. You’re still going to have to care for my Orc, obviously, but what am I going to do with you beyond that? I decided to be a bit generous and le–”

“GENEROUS?!” Thea interrupts with a shout. “You dare say that you are generous?! Delusional degenerate! Disgusting cur! Doxy bitch! Harlot!”

“Yeah, I am being generous. Now shut up and listen to your choices.” Krvavy says, beginning to grow tired of dealing with Thea. “You have three choices. How would you like to hear them? Best to worst? Or, well, nicest to meanest, I guess?”

“Go die! Filthborne beast! Wanton savage!”

“Okay. I’ll go worst to best then. Bitch.” Krvavy grumbles out. Time for her to improvise and come up with some terrible choices for this girl on the spot.

“The first I’ll call... rapebait. It’s pretty self-explanatory, really, but I’ll still explain it for you. With this choice I’ll **** you whenever I want. It is that simple. I’ll be rough and aggressive whenever I fuck you. But you can keep acting like a complete bitch if you’d like. It’d really make it easier for me. You are acting like I am a complete and utter monster, so I’ll be one for you.”

“Why in the world would I ever choose that?!” Thea incredulously calls out.

“To keep a semblance of dignity? So you could tell yourself that you ‘stayed strong’ and didn’t give in? I really don’t care. The important thing is that this is the default: if you don’t choose one of the other two, than this is what you get.” Krvavy seriously states, honestly starting to consider that as something more than just a threat.

“Oh, what a good way to make me choose!” The bratty noble sarcastically shouts. “Just threaten to violently **** me! You indecent animal! Filthborne beast! Disgusting savage!”

Shaking her head and ignoring Thea, Krvavy continues. “The next one would be... lets call it fucktoy. With this choice I’ll treat you like I do my Orc: I’ll fuck you whenever I want to.”

“How is that any different from the first choice?!” Thea incredulously calls out again. “You are just going to **** me no matter what, are you not?!”

“Well, its different because I’ll fuck you however I like.” Krvavy explains, trying to find a way to actually make it a different choice. “I’d always be rough if you chose the first option, but if you are my fucktoy then it’d depend on how I’m feeling. I wouldn’t purposefully hurt you though, which I can’t guarantee if you choose rapebait.”

“These are terrible choices!” The noble protests. “You are asking if I want to be **** violently all the time or just **** violently on occasion!”

“You still have the third option, though with how arrogant and stuck up you are I doubt you’d choose it.” Krvavy comments while staring down at the smaller girl. “That third option is you being my loveslave. I was going to call it ‘the girlfriend experience’ but I don’t think you’d get that. This option would have our sex be gentle, loving, romantic, sweet, all those things. We’d cuddle a lot and you’d be treated amazingly. The only issue is that you’d have to act the part, and I don’t think that you are capable of being nice. Especially since it would have to be believable.”

“You vile fiend! I hate you! Go die! Degenerate! I am not choosing any of those!”

“That’d make you rapebait, remember? But don’t worry,” Krvavy reassures the fuming noble girl, “you don’t have to make your choice right now. Take some time to think them through.”

Thea is unable to form a response to that, as she is shaking in rage. That anger only gets worse when Krvavy reaches out and pats her on the head, though the bratty noble girl doesn’t do anything in response.

She’ll leave this decision hanging over Thea for quite some time. Who knows, maybe it will help that brat become less of a bitch? Probably not, to be honest.

But still, Krvavy is kind of curious about which one Thea would choose. She has quite a bit of pride, so her begrudgingly choosing to be Krvavy’s fucktoy is a possibility. But Krvavy kind of expects her to pick loveslave if push comes to shove, as that is kind of the only positive one. Though thinking about it, the girl will definitely just hope that Krvavy forgets about it and never make the choice on her own.

“Well, guess that’s it for today.” Krvavy nonchalantly says, placing her now-empty bowl down and stretching her arms above her head. “Might as well go get cleaned up before bed, and then it is goodnight.”

“I should just slit your throat while you are asleep...!” Thea forces out between clenched teeth.

“Sure, you go do that. Have fun starving to **** when my food supplies run out.” Krvavy offhandedly comments as she rises to her feet. The fact that she can respawn makes that threat mean very little to her, not that Thea knows that.

“You...! Filthborne beast! Take me seriously!”

“No.” Krvavy curtly responds. “Don’t forget to feed my Orc her dinner.”

With that Krvavy heads off, walking down the path towards the hot spring, leaving Thea furiously glaring after her.