Fly On The Wall Part 2

By Bekka Mouri

(The fly manages to find its way to witness part of someone’s punishment.)

Nigel steered the fly around, still looking for Maeve and unaware he had managed to exit the harem. He heard the sound of footsteps so he placed the fly high on a wall for a good vantage point. Servants were running around and talking about something that was happening in the dungeons. “ Ah, a punishment… Something I am quite sure Maeve wouldn’t miss for anything in all of the galaxies, the bloodthirsty wench. “

He watched as several of the servants headed in one particular direction but were stopped by armed guards at a heavy door. “ No one is to enter. The Lady Bitch does not want anyone in the dungeons other than herself and the others who were already there, “ One of the guards announced.

“ Heh. We’ll just see about that, “ Nigel guided the fly to the floor and passed unnoticed under the tiny space between the door and the floor. He then directed it down a set of stairs and through a long hallway before reaching another set of stairs. He continued on until he saw a group of three men standing at one of the cells. One of the men had short blondish hair and was dressed in the uniform of some kind of officer.

Next to him stood Keith Akria, know throughout the galaxy as The Dragon of the Voltron Force. He was dressed in a pair of slacks and a white shirt. The last man looked a little young, even from behind. He wore a black jumpsuit and his brown hair was pulled back in a braid that hung to his rear.

Nigel didn’t recognize him but he figured he had to be one of the ladies’ consorts just as he figured the first man was. He passed their feet and went into the cell, stopping as he saw Mehrunes; his body dirty, bruised and bloodied. He shook his head, “ Their hate for you was as I expected, Dagon. “

He focused the lens to see just how much Mehrunes was hurt. Even through the camera, he could tell the man had several broken bones. He heard the sound of heels clicking on the stones and turned the fly to face where the sound was coming from. He shifted in his seat, becoming horribly excited at the sight he beheld.

His mouth went dry as he panned over the woman who stood next to a man. He didn’t pay too much attention to him though; his awareness was focused on HER. She wore a black leather outfit that was spiked all over, her face totally covered. He could tell in the dim light she was heavy with child and he realized it was The Lady Bitch herself.

“ Oooh, better kiss your arse goodbye, Mehrunes, “ Nigel muttered, trying to ignore the throbbing in his loins. She had excited him so much; he knew he would have to do something about it. She spoke but he didn’t hear a single word, his senses dulled to the point he could only stare as she produced a very long whip with a phallus handle.

The leather was the same color as a Drule’s flesh and the ends were tipped in yellow gems that caught the light and sparkled. She stepped closer to Mehrunes, who was out of the camera’s view. She smiled, “ I see you remember this whip, “ She said, her voice low and emotionless.

“ Yes, bitch, “ Mehrunes growled, “ It is the one you neutered me with. “

The word ‘neutered’ sent a pain through Nigel, as he was sure it did to all men present who had witnessed the event. She cracked the whip, “ That is LADY Bitch! I figured you had learned by now. “

Mehrunes chuckled, “ I KNOW you are good with that thing for big items but how skilled are you REALLY? “

The Lady bitch smiled, “ I am very skilled, you insolent fool. “

“ Prove it, “ Mehrunes taunted.

The Lady Bitch scanned the floor, her eyes settling on the fly. Nigel watched as a slow smile crossed her lips, “ I can turn that fly to mush instantly. “

“ Let me see you try. It will be too fast for you and I shall laugh when you miss, “ Mehrunes hissed.

The lady bitch prepared to strike as Nigel realized what was about to happen. He tried to get the fly to move but it was too late. The screen flickered and filled with static. He slammed his fist into the table, “ Damn it! “

He turned around and picked another one of the tiny cameras up. Programming it just right would take at least an hour and Mehrunes was sure to be dead by then. “ I should have just stayed outside the blasted cell, “ He grumbled as he began the tedious process all over again.