The man was broken and completely dominated by her. There was no form of submission that could match what she had subjected him to, and she knew, that his subservience was final. Tichaona's thoughts lingered from thoughts of resistance to thoughts of total capitulation. Like a drone, her commands were followed, with poisoning as a deterrent.
They would train together and he would endure more suffering. Regardless of the fact that he had come to realize that she was immortality incarnate, he had a belief that one day, he would unshackle himself from her bounds. If impaling her would not do the job, burning the b***h whole would do it!
The dark figure left Tichaona alone in their sparring room, to endure more of her poison dosage. She was lost in thought as she thought about the progress s
