My Own God
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Category:
M through R › Matrix, The (All)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
17
Views:
4,855
Reviews:
30
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the Matrix movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Punishment?
Title: My Own God
Author: FloweringWolfsbane
Author’s Email: flowering_wolfsbane@hotmail.com
Web page:http://www.machinescontradiction.bravehost.com/fanfiction.html
Pairing; Agent Smith/OC
Current Rating: NC17
Summary: The story of how just how machines seek perfection, so too are they filled with contradiction.
Disclaimer: Not mine, someone else’s. Master And Servant by Depeche Mode used for songfic purposes.
Warnings: Completely AU of course.
Author’s Note: For a while, the rest of the fic will have certain degrees of PWP. A few people have asked me to elaborate on their sexploits, and I myself have some further exploration of their deeper relationship to make. And so, if you wish to read plot, keep skipping chapters…
6:3 Punishment ?
There's a new game
We like to play you see
The fear he felt rose; M could taste it I the air, tension along with it, rising to a magnificent crescendo. This power she felt, the authority that she was about to exert over her Agent Smith…
A game with added reality
You treat me like a dog
Get me down on my knees
She had never struck one of her agents before in anger, or even in punishment, humiliation and lesson learning never an issue. But right now, with her Agent bending over her desk, his ass ready and waiting for her to bring her cruel metal ruler down. M ran her finger along the edge, the cool metal blunt, and then drew it back, preparing to hit down.
Thwack!
We call it master and servant
“You’ve been a very bad boy, haven’t you?”
He didn’t respond; in anger, she hit again, twice.
Thwack! Thwack!
It's a lot like life
This play between the sheets
“Answer me when I speak to you!”
Thwack!
With me on top and you underneath
Forget all about equality
He didn’t reply, and so she continued her onslaught, striking him repeatedly to impress her words upon him.
“I am the Master Agent; I am your Master Agent.”
Thwack!
Let's play master and servant
“Yes, Agent M, I have been very bad.”
She smiled. His shame was laid thick in the air; to think such small words could make her Agent blush so much. Skin red, bruises beginning to flower, she continued on, regardless of the pain he was in.
Thwack. Thwack
It's a lot like life
And thats what's appealing
Thwack.
“You deserve this, on’t you? You disobeyed me, you tried to force me to do something I didn’t wish for. Are you enjoying this pain?”
Thwack.
If you despise that throwaway feeling
From disposable fun
Then this is the one
“I disobeyed, forgive me…it hurts, please, stop, I don’t want this…”
Hs voice sounded needy, pleading with her. He had never spoken words like this before, and she prayed he never would again, to anyone but her. But she was succeeding. His will was almost broken.
Domination's the name of the game
In bed or in life
“And yet you made me swallow you down? You spilled in my mouth, you didn’t enjoy the taste, why should i? I shouldn’t stpm I should make you hurt, I should make you bleed….”
Blood began to rise to the surface now, running down his legs, dripping like red ain onto the floor, staining her ruler. It hurt; he was in pain, and she could feel it acutely.
M’s onslaught had passed, he looked over his shoulder, a little afraid…Ms tongue was touching the metal, lapping at the bood, his blood, the liquid smeared over her mouth.
They're both just the same
Except in one you're fulfilled
At the end of the day
A slight noise as she placed the ruler down, and withdrew her cuffs from her pocket.
“However, I will forgive you. I am not cruel, but you need to learn patience.”
Let's play master and servant
Come on master and servant.
Author: FloweringWolfsbane
Author’s Email: flowering_wolfsbane@hotmail.com
Web page:http://www.machinescontradiction.bravehost.com/fanfiction.html
Pairing; Agent Smith/OC
Current Rating: NC17
Summary: The story of how just how machines seek perfection, so too are they filled with contradiction.
Disclaimer: Not mine, someone else’s. Master And Servant by Depeche Mode used for songfic purposes.
Warnings: Completely AU of course.
Author’s Note: For a while, the rest of the fic will have certain degrees of PWP. A few people have asked me to elaborate on their sexploits, and I myself have some further exploration of their deeper relationship to make. And so, if you wish to read plot, keep skipping chapters…
6:3 Punishment ?
There's a new game
We like to play you see
The fear he felt rose; M could taste it I the air, tension along with it, rising to a magnificent crescendo. This power she felt, the authority that she was about to exert over her Agent Smith…
A game with added reality
You treat me like a dog
Get me down on my knees
She had never struck one of her agents before in anger, or even in punishment, humiliation and lesson learning never an issue. But right now, with her Agent bending over her desk, his ass ready and waiting for her to bring her cruel metal ruler down. M ran her finger along the edge, the cool metal blunt, and then drew it back, preparing to hit down.
Thwack!
We call it master and servant
“You’ve been a very bad boy, haven’t you?”
He didn’t respond; in anger, she hit again, twice.
Thwack! Thwack!
It's a lot like life
This play between the sheets
“Answer me when I speak to you!”
Thwack!
With me on top and you underneath
Forget all about equality
He didn’t reply, and so she continued her onslaught, striking him repeatedly to impress her words upon him.
“I am the Master Agent; I am your Master Agent.”
Thwack!
Let's play master and servant
“Yes, Agent M, I have been very bad.”
She smiled. His shame was laid thick in the air; to think such small words could make her Agent blush so much. Skin red, bruises beginning to flower, she continued on, regardless of the pain he was in.
Thwack. Thwack
It's a lot like life
And thats what's appealing
Thwack.
“You deserve this, on’t you? You disobeyed me, you tried to force me to do something I didn’t wish for. Are you enjoying this pain?”
Thwack.
If you despise that throwaway feeling
From disposable fun
Then this is the one
“I disobeyed, forgive me…it hurts, please, stop, I don’t want this…”
Hs voice sounded needy, pleading with her. He had never spoken words like this before, and she prayed he never would again, to anyone but her. But she was succeeding. His will was almost broken.
Domination's the name of the game
In bed or in life
“And yet you made me swallow you down? You spilled in my mouth, you didn’t enjoy the taste, why should i? I shouldn’t stpm I should make you hurt, I should make you bleed….”
Blood began to rise to the surface now, running down his legs, dripping like red ain onto the floor, staining her ruler. It hurt; he was in pain, and she could feel it acutely.
M’s onslaught had passed, he looked over his shoulder, a little afraid…Ms tongue was touching the metal, lapping at the bood, his blood, the liquid smeared over her mouth.
They're both just the same
Except in one you're fulfilled
At the end of the day
A slight noise as she placed the ruler down, and withdrew her cuffs from her pocket.
“However, I will forgive you. I am not cruel, but you need to learn patience.”
Let's play master and servant
Come on master and servant.