Editing Hesperax's Pet (section)

==Chapter Two==

Avitus’ question was met with Lelith briefly licking his nape. “Oh…well…for starters,” she purred, moving around to stare down at him, “We need to get you all cleaned up. So why don’t you go ahead and disrobe yourself for me.”

“But I’m…”

“Restrained?” The Dark Eldar held up the wire that had previously held the acolyte firmly to the chair.

“Right…” he grunted, slowly rising. After stretching his restless limbs, Avitus slowly began to remove his simple robe. He wasn’t exactly embarrassed, but there was something far too intimate about disrobing in front of someone  for his tastes. Once free of his garment, the acolyte stood before Lelith, shivering slightly.

“Hrmm…” Once again, Lelith walked a slow circle around the human. With an appraising eye, she noted every single scar, muscular curve, and even freckle on his body. He wasn’t the most attractive mon’keigh she had ever seen, though that was not to say he wasn’t at least somewhat handsome.  Still, as she rounded back to his front side, Lelith couldn’t help but scoff at his limp member. “What’s the matter? Is your mistress’s appearance not arousing?”

“N…No…I mean yes! I mean…” stammered Avitus, practically tripping over his words.

“Go on…”

“It’s just…the Inquisitor was very meticulous in preparing me for this role. He didn’t want me ‘flying off the handle’ too early and disappointing you…”

A short silence fell over the pair as Lelith stared blankly at him. “You mean to tell me he purposefully desensitized you?”

Avitus’ head drooped in shame. “Yes. It was not…pleasant.”

Sighing, Lelith pinched the bridge of nose and closed her eyes. “You know, at this point, I don’t even want to think about how much this bastard has probably masturbated over this.”

“…Quite a bit probably…he’s really obsessed…”

The acolyte squeaked as he received a fiery death gaze. “Great. Now I have *that* image stuck in my head. Well, that’s fine. I’ll just have to whip you until it’s gone.”

At that, his manhood twitched, causing the Dark Eldar to raise her eyebrow. “…Let me guess, he planned for this too?”

“Sort of…” Avitus muttered dejectedly. “I was taken each day to be whipped by the Ecclesiarchy on his orders until I had an erection. It just became a subconscious fear reaction…though it never stopped the beatings…”

“Mon’keighs after my own heart. But let it not be said I am not a fair mistress. We will forgo the cleansing for now, but ''only'' if you get ''that'' in serviceable condition.” She pointed to his half-flaccid member with an air of disappointment.

“I’ll…I’ll try…”

“I’ll try *mistress.*” Lelith added, a playful tone once again seeping back into her voice.

Gulping, Avitus stammered, “Y-Yes Mistress. I w-will try Mistress.”