"DAMMIT! DAMMIT! DAMN IT ALL!" I roar as I tear down all the treasures I had spent my life gathering. I gave her the replica of the ivy-mother's dress... I made sure she had a fresh cup of my concoction... I have been breaking her down...
But that was beyond even what I could've conceived. Not only did she not degrade herself by letting herself be swarmed by my decadent customers. She scared them all off! She brought my business to a complete halt right after seeing it packed beyond what it ever would be again!
That creature... That petal... Rose'lhia... I would make her suffer...
I don't care anymore, I have had it with her. Each time I have tried to make her break. She has only bent back into shape with a confident smile. There's no way she can't know...
She knows how I hate that look, that condescending look by petals. That pretentious outlook on life... I am beautiful... I am, I am!
"DARLING!?" I roar as I slam my door open, "DARLING!?" I repeat.
"Madame!?" he calls back as he finishes rushing up the hallway into my office's lounge.
"Break her your way... Beat her, cut her, bruise her! BREAK HER!" I order him with growing fury before I screamed out what I could. I didn't even want to do it myself, I wanted those stronger than me to do it. I wanted their whips to fray and their sticks to break!
I wanted them to keep on going until she was left bloody with equally red tears! She would not so flippantly mock me again, and I would make sure she knew. If I could not make her mind understand through excessive pleasure. She would fall in line with a far simpler method.
Her pain would be music to my ears and it would be her punishment from now on. She wasn't going to be going about this like a root. She wouldn't drag her own title through the sex, sweat-infested carpet. She would be beaten and scarred just like her compatriot.
If I must break petals like this then so be it, that is how I would do it...
But then, all of sudden, I turned around and went back into my office with a straightened expression. And I went all the way to my chair, which I then sat down in. I turned it around and then looked out at my empty establishment. The girls were all still out there, but they were at a complete loss as to what to do.
The customers had all left and no one was coming back in. The drunkards didn't stumble in nor did the stressful. My business had just been killed for the night just like that. Because that creature's magic did more than I thought it could do...
"Close the front doors." I then say quickly through the speaker system as I regretfully decide to close very early. With such a disastrous moment that just occurred, it was the only thing we could do. This establishment required a mood that was hard to establish again when it was gone. And in an attempt to calm myself, I thought about prior times this had happened.
Back in the very early days of this career stuck out to me the most. When I was just a girl with her first chained-up aelenvari root. Before my concoction was ever devised. Just me and a desire to strike back at the people who dared tear away my confidence...
The root bit the customer and the others just went away like flies. Scared at the idea of their forced upon girl nut submitting. That aelenvari died a long time ago, though. So I could not bring them up here for a little trip down memory lane.
But, I suppose I could look at the blonde petal. Those two were alike in looks. In that, they were both scarred heavily. Though, the one in my memories got her scars from me.
Regardless, I got up and headed down towards the cells. Smiling somewhat at the screams and cries of the red-haired one as I walked by. Although, the disturbance in the rest of my products was concerning. Not once have I ever seen them riled up like this...
For now, however, I wanted to see the other one. So I went deeper into the dungeons until I reached the hidden area. A mostly hidden space now that I was sure the latest batch of selected girls had been broken completely. So all that was left was that one at the far end.
"She knows where I am now..." she ominously comments with a triumphant smile of her own. Unlike the other aelenvari, however, this smile did not enrage me. It did not bother me. It just made me stare quietly back at her.
"She won't come for you, not when I am done with her."
"Do you really think people as weak as you could break the Ivy-Mother?" she asks me as she rises to her little points.
"Patience is a very useful thing..."
"It is, and I have been very patient for my moment to escape this place." she says as she slams her hands against the bars. An action that made them ring from the shaking alone. I even stepped back in terror slightly. The magic in this one was quite overbearing as well.
"Y-You... Aren't going anywhere." I tell her as I move to leave, concerned for my safety in this hidden place.
"I will hold my son again! And you will be dead before I do so for daring to threaten him!" she snaps as the slams the bars again. The sound of breaking stone also filled my ears as I closed the heavy metal door.
"Madame?" one of Darling's boys let out as I hurried out of the dungeons.
"Make sure it is known, I want you all to focus on getting me that child." I tell them before I carried on stomping out of the dungeons.