░ Chapter 2 ░ (1/2)

Author Note: 10 subs for 1 chapter you guys give my wittle heart feels ;~;♥ Let's see how Mark likes his new toy~  Please enjoy this week's Play House m(_ _)m Do you want to play?

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Satisfied with the fear reflecting in his new toy's eyes Mark nodded and walked out the room.

Once the door was closed he leaned back against it, a smile stretching across his face. He chuckled and shook his head.

Mona had arrived.

She was now wearing a peter pan collared white ruffled long sleeve underneath a brownish orange lollita style dress. The ends brushed against the floor.

There was a silver wire headband in her hair with pearls along it's edges.

Her face was impassive as she held her hands infront of her. She waited for him to speak.

"Don't look at me like that Mona"

Mark scoffed and pushed off the door lazily.

He walked down the hallway with Mona following right behind him, her heels tapping against the marble flooring echoing in the air.

"You know what you did wrong Master Mark"

"Do I?"

"You didn't give her a choice"

Mark opened the door to one of the many rooms in his mansion.It was plain aside from the rectangular bed in the corner with white sheets, a wooden night stand table with a lamp, and a huge arc shaped window with no curtain.

"She didn't have a choice"

Mona frowned slightly as Mark stood infront of the giant, polished wood, double doored wardrobe.

His fingers were brushing against his lips as he stood in thought, humming lightly to himself.

"Shall I dispose of her then?"

Mark's head snapped towards her.

His eyes glowed a dangerous shade of blue in warning but Mona did not falter under his glare.

"You will do no such thing Mona. Do you understand?"

"Yes Master Mark. My apologies"

She lowered her head apologetically and Mark reverted back to a calm state. He placed his hand on the side of her face and smiled.

"Don't worry about me. I'm just...excited. Nothing more."

"For your sake Master Mark, I do hope it's nothing more"

He leaned in and kissed the tip of her pointed nose affectionately. A faint smile danced along Mona's lips.

"Away with you. Inform the others and prepare for our new addition"

Mona bowed and headed out the door.Chrysalis held the silk sheets to her naked chest.

Her terrified gaze didn't leave the door. Her breathing was erratic and her body was still in a frenzy from the searing pain she had just endured.

"He's not human. He's...not human"

I may be talking about a place far worse than that alleyway. How could you trust me?

A pair of cerulean eyes flashed through her mind and she mewed weakly.

Squeezing her own shut she tried to prevent her frightened tears from falling.Was he going to kill her?

Tear her limb from limb?

Set her body on fire?

........Was he going to eat her?

She gasped and hid under the sheets as the door slowly opened.Mark walked in mumbling to himself, his arms full of fabric and hangers. His eyebrows raised as he noticed the quivering lump in his bed.

"What are...."

"Stay.....STAY BACK!"

His eyes rounded amusedly and his lips twisted up at the corners as the girl whimpered a warning.He slowly walked over to the bed and laid down the clothing. Then he watched with his arms crossed as the blob continued to shake.

Mark decided to mess with his new toy a bit.

Crawling onto the bed with the cushion sinking around him as he applied pressure he could hear the delicious rhythm of her heart accelerate.

"I'm...I'm warning you!"

Chrysalis' voice was shakey and none commited as she felt each inch of bed sink underneath Mark's weight.

She could hear him chuckle lightly. He leaned over in front of her clothed face and lifted his hand to the sheet.

"Please....please don't hurt me....."

She whimpered as his fingers grasped onto the silk and he slowly started to pull it down.

"First you threaten me now you're begging me. Which one is it Pretty?"

Mark's voice was laced with humor as the last of the fabric fell revealing a dishelved, raven haired girl who's purple eyes were glistening with tears.The light streaming in from the window illuminated the love bites he had left on her skin. He'd have to do something about those.

"If I wanted to hurt you I would but I don't particularly enjoy it. Not in this state at least."

He smiled, locking his gaze with hers as she continued to quiver. As his hand brushed against her jaw Chrysalis flinched.

"You......you did hurt me"

She whispered weakly, referring to the pain from the seal under her ear.

"Not intentionally"

He replied sternly, locking his fingers under her chin.

Mark brought his lips to hers but she pulled back frightened.

The young girl whined when his eyes flashed a dark blue. A vicious growl resonated deep in his chest.He became aware of her expression.

Mark closed his eyes then took in a breath to regain his composure. Once opened they were back to normal and she was surprised his gaze looked....sad.

"If you want to leave then you may leave Pretty"

Longing etched every word out of his mouth and if Mona had heard him she'd have his head. He really didn't want to give her a choice.Chrysalis blinked, her eyes never leaving his.

His face hardened and his mouth set in a firm line as she continued to process his words. He had already placed a seal on her, if she decided to leave now......

"But. Where would you go? Back to that alley Mona found you in? Living everyday in the shadows of human corruption? Fighting everyday to survive? Is that really so much better than being here with me?"

Her chest pained and the spot on her neck was started to react to him again.Mark was right.

She didn't want to go back to that alleyway and he did say if he wanted to hurt her....she could...learn to obey him.

"Do you still want to leave?"

"....No....sir....."

Mark's ears perked up at her low voice and his lips stretched into a huge smile across his face revealing his flawless teeth.

She didn't notice the canines slightly elongated.

The man pressed his lips fervently against hers then pushed her back taking possesion of her again.

Chrysalis stood in front of the full body vanity mirror as she slowly slid the new pair of lace underswear up her legs.

She winced as she stood up. Her body was sore, aching and what's the expression......over used?

"So sorry about that Doll. I got a bit carried away"

Mark smiled apologetically from the leather love seat, his elbow propped up on the arm rest and his head resting against his fist.His collared shirt was unbuttoned revealing his chest covered in a light sheet of sweat.

Chrysalis said nothing as she kept her gaze on her reflection as he instructed.

She really was a mess.Her ribs were visible and her bones protruded unattractively from her hips.Her cheeks were hollow but flushed from the "playing" that occured in Mark's bed and her hair lacked any luster.Why did he keep calling her Pretty when she looked like this?

As she brought her hands to her back to clasp on the hooks of her bra the marking on her neck started to react.Her body lit blue as it froze and it was even more painful than before.

The girl's panicked eyes wandered over to Mark who had a smirk on his lips with his fingers dancing in the air.As his fingers decended so did her arms. He got out of his seat and stood behind her.

Brushing the hair from her shoulder he kissed the soft skin of her neck.Chrysalis just noticed her eyes were now blank and desolate like the way the girls looked last night.Her reflection was showing an empty shell.

"Allow me"

He purred as he slowly lifted his hands, brushing his fingers lightly across the skin of her back and hooking the straps.Mark sighed in content as he watched their reflection. His Doll.

His fingers danced in the air again making her body glow blue once more and her limbs raised on their own while Mark dressed her.

"It'll only hurt for a while but you will become accustomed to the pain quickly"

Humming happily he buttoned up her white collared shirt.Catching her souless eyes once again that were staring ahead Mark couldn't help but smile.

Her thoughts raced a mile a minute.It hurt, she couldn't control her body at all.It was as if he were a puppet master of some sorts.

"Correct Chrysalis. I am called a "Puppeteer"