His Little Pet

Torn Petals

Shadows pov

For hours I lay there broken, bloody, and violated, waiting for them to wrench me from this cell and throw me back into work. I have been forced to obey the demands of others, people who are not my Master. Gods I miss my Master, I miss him so much. He was nice and loving, he treated me like a friend, family even. He fixed me when I was broken, and now that he's gone they went and broke me again. As I lay I start to think of that day, the day I became his.

{The brothers were told they could pick one of the submissive prisoners to serve them. I was chosen by Sir Thor. Sir Loki could not decide so he would come and choose one later. I was happy to serve Sir Thor even if he was extremely demanding, but then one day he did the unthinkable. He was in one of his moods when a girl had turned him down and I had just messed up his armor. Then he lost it and did the inhumane act fueled by the rage of rejection and lust. After I woke up, despite the extreme pain I was in, I ran as far as I could. I ran until I bumped into someone, I looked up just to find it was Sir Loki. I was instantly terrified, thinking he was going to get Sir Thor.

"I'm so sorry Sir Loki please forgive my atrocity I-"

I was cut off by him taking my face gently in his hand and guiding my eyes to look at him.

"Your eyes, you look broken. What did Thor do to you?"

I had a horrified look on my face as he asked, but there was one thing I knew, you can't lie to the god of lies.

"Sir Thor he-he...took me against my will..."

I was in tears again at remembering what he did, sobbing into his shoulder till I looked and saw my tears were staining his shirt.

"Oh my! I'm so sorry Sir Loki, I'm ruining your outfit-"

Again I was cut off as the younger prince pulled me into a hug and started petting my hair. I couldn't help but melt into his gentle touch, curling closer into his warmth.

"Do not worry young maid, I will make sure he never touches you again."

After that, he went to tell Allfather what Sir Thor had done. Allfather then asked if he would like to have me as his servant to help keep me safe from Sir Thor. Normally it would not matter if it was against my will but I was so young that the Allfather saw it was not ok. From then on I was Sir Loki's and he was my Master. I will forever be grateful and he will always be my only Master.}

There were the ironclad footsteps signaling that the guards are coming. I knew I needed to move and sit up but I was in so much pain that I just couldn't. I did not want to have to put on that horrendously short and tight maids dress, Master would never put me in something so uncomfortable or something that made me feel so horrible. I turn my head slightly as I hear the door open and let out a soft whimper as they roughly grab my arms and rip off the chains. I let out silent tears as they yank me out of the cell and drag me down the hall. I was too weak to get dressed so the others shove me into a corset, that forced my D cup breasts to pop out as much as possible, and a sexed-up maid's dress before pulling my hair into painful low pigtails.

Then they do something strange, they start to clean up my face, this is not normal. I guess someone important is coming, but why are they picking me? After all was clean they drag me to the throne room. Now I'm scared. Why would they need me here? After we enter, I'm thrown to the front, I scramble to my feet and fold my hands in front of me. I try desperately to not collapse as I look at whoever is in the room before me. I can not stop the gaping smile that covers my face as I see it's my Master, Loki Laufeyson.

Loki pov

I stand before the Allfather, glad that his sentence was not to sew my mouth again but to live without my powers amidst my enemy will still be hell.

"Now having to live a whole new life will be tough so I will allow you to bring one thing of your choice with you, think of this as a thank you for saving your brother."

One thing of my choice, anything. I could bring my spellbook, the tesseract, my helmet, hmm what to pick...wait, I know exactly what I want, the thing I missed the most in my time away.

"I wish to bring My Flower with me."

I missed my servant girl so much, she was so soft and fragile, she cared for me as no other has ever done. If I must be stuck there for ages then I want her with me. Lucky Odin knew who I was talking about since that is what I often called her.

"If that is what you chose then that is what you shall have. GO, RETRIEVE THE GIRL!"

I couldn't stop the smile I felt at just the thought of having her at my call again. I wait in patient silence as they go get My Flower. As she enters, I had to hold back all of my anger to not destroy the guards who brought her. She looked shattered, in both mind and soul. Just like the day I found her running in fear, but this time she was even worse. The dress she wore I knew made her feel like a sex toy and knowing the guards she probably was one. The pigtails looked so tight I was surprised her hair was still on her head, her raven hair looked haggard and matted with blood. But she was still My Flower and I would happily go through rebuilding her all over again just to have my ray of light with me.