This is for Heirofbreath

Warning: I guess you could say that I'll be talking about nipples? Yeah.

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The sound of a whip cracking against tender skin rang out throughout the dungeon the long dead human no longer making any other sound. The troll doing the whipping looked bored. The dungeon used to be a pretty fuschia, however, after all your hard work, it was ruined by the blood of the humans that the condescension had executed. It was all for the greater good, that was what she said. Everyday was a living nightmare. The formerly pink room was now dyed red and black from all the blood. It wasn't often that the Condescension came down to see you but when she did, she would wipe her finger across the wall and tut.

"All that hard work, for this? You must be so disappointed~" she would chime. You used to look down in shame and insecurity. The reason being was that while every other prisoner was tortured through their clothes, you were stripped completely naked. Now, you had gotten used to it. That is a horrible thing, to get used to something that you shouldn't have to in the first place. Yet, it was the only thing you could do. The Condescension was fascinated by your body. She hated to come down here but for a glimpse at the strange nubby things on your chest it was worth it. They were baffling to the Condescension. What was their purpose? As trolls didn't have them, that should mean that they aren't important, right? Maybe they were important for your species? What would happen if you cut them off? What would it do to the human? Many more questions rang through the Condescensions thinkpan. She wanted to know so she brought in prisoners of all genders. She ordered for many experiments to be conducted on the prisoners bodies. 

In spite of this, you weren't touched. You were treated like a... luxury prisoner. You were fed nice food, cleaned and cared for and if you complained about the shackles around your wrists being too tight you would be strapped down to the table you slept on.

You would cry at night. Sometimes from seeing the corpse of some poor butchered soul. Other times it was because of what you had been going through for so long. At those times, your truly felt at your lowest. At those times you wondered why you had been taken. Almost eight billion people, and you were the one she chose! How incredulous! Why had it been you? Why not someone else? That was when you would stop and stare at the ceiling in absolute shock. When had you become so cruel as to wish your dreadful fate onto someone else? It was a weekly routine. Every day would have almost the same thoughts because you had nothing more to think about. You would think of the subjects that you struggled with in school, coaching yourself with the same lessons.

However, this week was different, the Condescension has strutted in and grabbed the ends of your hair, this was the first time you had been manhandled in this way. You grimaced and the Condescension smiled a smug smile. 

"My tests on the nubby things that are on your chest are done. I have decided to call them 'Strange tasting textured breast protudence that has incredible elasticity'. Cower in fear at my supieror  knowledge of your pathetically weak human body." You burst out laughing. You didn't mean to but, it just happened.

"What are you laughing at? Stop that!" The female troll snapped.

"I'm sorry your royal highness! It's just that they are called nipples..."

"I do not care for what your planet has called them, what say is final and absolute."(me: *starts thinking of Akashi Seijuro... shudders*)

"Y-yes your highness..." 

"Haha! I love it when you get submissive!" She exclaimed before kissing you and almost skipping back up the stairs to the main room of the palace.

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