New Beginning, Bound And Chained 2
By: V. L. Marquette
Lightly edited by: Ravyn
(Authors Note) This is a work of fiction, nothing more. Any resemblance
to anyone, alive or dead is purely coincidental. But, honestly folks, this
takes place on another planet. So this little warning is kind of silly don't ya
think?
*****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18,
or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should not read
any farther.
CHAPTER 1
Warrel watched on as Caytin slowly coaxed the three frighten half grow
youngsters into the house. He wasn't sure how he should feel. He had seen
enough in his hundred and thirty-cycles, that nothing much should surprise him.
But he had been horrified and disgusted more in the last three moons than he had
been in the last fifty cycles. And it was all because of these three
youngster's people. An old rage warred in his heart. He so wanted to make them
pay for what had been done to so many in his home, but they were only children.
He held on to that fact as he watched Caytin lead them into the Men's Quarter's.
'They were only children.'
"Do you need some help Cay?" Kerfan stood in the door, watching as
Caytin soothed the children's fears.
"If you only could Kerfan, I give you my word, I won't call you master
for the next cycle." Caytin was glad to get help. He would welcome it from
almost anyone at this point.
"That's a deal then. Okay, first, what say the three of you tell us
your names? We can't run around calling you girl and boy from this point on."
The older boy looked at his sister and younger brother. "My name is
Sherendinal, but everyone just calls me Shern for short. My sister's name is
Mystinium, but she just likes to be called Mysti. And my little brother is
Jaximanderous. But he just goes by Jax, my family is into very big names."
This man just seemed to feel more in control of things. It helped to ease his
fears just a little. "Now Sir, Where is Dravenastinson? We were told he was
alive."
Kerfan looked at Caytin. "Who?"
"I think he means his older brother. Drav, right?"
He nodded. "Yes, sir."
"Last anyone checked, Kaj's and Caytin's second was fussing over him and
trying to talk him into sleep. I'll take you all to see him, if you promise me
that you won't disturb him. My daughter almost lost a battle with death to save
him. He is very weak." He lay a hand on the youngest's shoulder. "You do know
Jax, we already have a Jax in your new house. We are going to have to work
something out for the two of you."
The boy looked up at him, fear bright in his silver eyes. "Don't take
my name, please, sir. It's all I got left."
Kerfan smiled down into the boy's face. "We might have to alter your
name, just a touch, but we won't take it, be serious. What is your full name
again?"
"Jaximanderous, sir."
Kerfan nodded. "Then why don't we try this. How does Jaxi, or Jaxim
sound do you?" For the young of what were well known monsters, these little
ones were so very meek. "Or we can always add a two to the end of your name so
Jax doesn't get confused when we are talking to you. He's just a bedwarmer, and
a loving man, but not too terribly bright. Cay has done all that he can to try
very hard to keep things as simple as possible for him."
The boy looked around the room. This was going to be where he lived
now. The Danes kept slaves out of their men. He would spend the rest of his
life as one. "I, I think I would like Jaxim better, sir."
"Then Jaxim, it is, now, come on you three. Let's go peek in on your
brother, now I meant what I said, he's asleep, and has only just been dragged
back from the Dark Mother's embrace. Let him rest."
Kerfan and Caytin led the three to Trinna's rooms. Jerrick met them at
the door. "He's asleep, Master." He whispered. Looking at the three dirty,
still very frightened half-grown children. "These the ones he was worried
about?"
"Yes, I'll do a round of introductions later, they are very intent on
seeing that their brother still lives."
"He's in the infirmary, Fain is still with him."
Mysti covered her mouth as she looked at her older brother, who lay on
the bed, so pale. If it weren't for the gentle rise and fall of his chest, he
would look dead. She turned to hide her face in Shern's chest.
"He will be fine. Give us just a little time, and you all will be back
up to what any child at your age should be." Kerfan lay his hand over Jaxim's
mouth to make sure that the boy didn't cry out. "Don't be afraid child. I mean
you no harm." He whispered softly in the boy's ear. "Just don't want you to
disturb your brother's sleep,"
* * *
Drav moaned twisting fitfully. "Ssshh," Fain tightened his hold on him.
"Sleep, Dom, I'm here."
The images that played out in Drav's nightmares were so much a part of
his life that the very horror had become his life. From watching his father and
grandfather be cut down, his mother thrown to creatures that there was no
description for to be ravaged and eventually killed. His once, peaceful people,
subjected to more horror than any human should have to live through. And then
Fain, He was so very young back then, they both were. He loved the boy, had
been willing to bear up under any amount of abuse his uncle rained down on him
to see him free.
He sat up, crying out in the middle of a nightmare full of more horrors
than any could hope to see and not be forever marred from.
"Ssshh, it's okay, I'm here." Fain wrapped his arms around him rocking
back and forth as the Catimine in his arms broke and wept.
* * *
Caytin, with Kerfan at his side, led the three to meet Kaj. They all
probably needed a little more medical attention. Jaffrey had only done the
quickest of patchwork on any of them. And a bath, badly. But until they had
had an opportunity to meet the woman that now owned them, and see for themselves
that they had not traded one hell for another, there would be no rest for them.
Kaj looked up from where she had been helping Terri, her nine-cycle-old
daughter with a math problem for her lessons. "So, these are the three he was
so worried about?"
"Yes, Mistress." Caytin lay a hand on Shern's shoulder. "This is
Shern, his actual name is one I couldn't even hope to pronounce." Then he moved
to the girl who stood, clinging to her brother. "And this one is Mysti, again,
short for a ridiculously long name." He squeezed her shoulder lightly. "And
this little one, is Jaxim. His name was originally Jax, but he and Kerfan came
up with a working alternative from his, yet again, ridiculously long name. I
can't say much about the Catimine's, but this I can. They have names that no
normal sane being can hope to think, much-less pronounce."
"Poor children. Fain has told me so much of what his life had been like
there, and to think that these madmen would do this to their own people as
well." She smiled at her daughter. "Well, it is over now. Slaves you might
be, but what was done to those in your world was a perversion of the sacred
trust that is shared between mistress and slave, and is not the norm." Kaj
moved to stop in front of the three. Looking them over closely. "Shern, did I
hear you right?"
"Yes, Ma'am." He had to fight himself not to back away from her, in
fear. She looked so different from his, own people. She looked like one of the
slaves that the, 'now', ruler owned. But didn't at the same time. "Begging
your pardon, Ma'am, but what are you going to do to my little brother and
sister?"
"Same as I am going to do with your older brother and you. Have you
cleaned up, your healing's finished, seen too, fed, and made welcome in what is
now your home. I do believe that you and that lovely older brother of yours
will make striking pleasure slaves that will give Cay even more of a headache
than Rook would have. And your sister, she is how old?"
"Fifteen, Ma'am. She will be sixteen the fifth of next moon."
"And she is totally innocent of any wrongs, willing or not?"
"She was going to be forced to marry my mothers brother on her sixteenth
birthday. She has done nothing. He kept her as innocent as any could be in the
hell that was our life."
"Then if she is as innocent as you say, she will grow and take her place
among the women of my people. I am sure Rhea will be happy to have yet another
adopted sister. You child, I put under my personal protection. Enough, you all
have seen more than enough."
"What about me?" Jaxim looked around worried. Was he to be forced
under a man, like he had seen others no older then him?
"You I would tuck away in the boy's door, but it is very empty at the
moment. And you are far to frightened for my liking." She looked up at Kerfan.
"Would you ask Hirren to let him sleep with him for now. Surely the boy can't
be afraid of Hirren, the man is over two hundred-cycles old."
"And Shern, where do you want him to be put?" Kerfan tousled Jaxim's
hair. "Hirren is harmless, boy. The babe in my daughters womb is more likely
to harm you than he."
"Fain is going to make such a fuss if I don't let his old friend come
and stay with us. So what do you suggest Kerfan?"
"Shern, don't be upset, and don't become frightened. I won't allow you
to be harmed. But, I can't believe I am asking this question, knowing from
where you come. But are you as of yet, untried?"
Shern backed away, shaking his head as all the memories flooded back to
him. Being hung naked, someone had braided weights into the scant groin hair
that he had, pulling fifty pounds that in the end, only ripped the hair from him
to have them do it again, but with less weight. Then the thing; the hideous
thing with a mass of almost, snake, like things between its legs. They were
more than two feet in length, and when it came up behind him. He would never
forget the ripping as one, and then two, then three, forced their way into him.
The number kept adding, until all eleven was in him. He was torn so badly, the
blood running down his legs as he screamed as these monstrosities began to
harden and thicken in him.
He didn't remember what happened next, how badly he was used. He had
fled consciousness to escape the horror and pain, as the things thickened in
him, tearing him even more.
"Stop, Shern." Kerfan reached out to take his arm. "I told you I
didn't want you to be upset. And I assure you, you have no more reason to fear
me, than your little brother does Hirren."
"Please, sir, not that. Any thing but that."
"Papa, take him aside and let him see what you look like. He thinks
only his own race is built right." Trinna stood in the doorway. "I was looking
for you three. There is food and a bath waiting for all three, and I have to
give you a good once over. After working on your brother, anything less than
another tug of war with the Dark Mother, isn't going to be anything beyond me."
Kerfan looked down at Shern, who stood by him trembling. "Trinna is
right, let's step aside, and let me prove to you, that I am just a man."
Trinna waited until Kerfan led Shern to an adjacent private room. "So,
what's you decision. I won't lie to you Kaj. Jerrick is torn as hell. He
would love to do nothing more than destroy the Catimine's to the man. But these
four, they're as much victim's as Fain is and his people were. Further more,
they are all children. The only three of them that are even near adult are the
one I healed, the boy my father took aside to talk too, and the girl there. He
has a solid rule. It is part of what makes him the man I love. He does not
make war on children. But their Catimine's."
"You go back to your man, and you tell him, for me. That they are
Catimine's no more. They're as, Dane, as he is. The one you healed, as soon as
I can get my consort to stop hovering over him, and the boy that Kerfan is
talking to, will be two new pleasure slaves of my house. And they are to
strictly stay as part of my house. Like Rook, when, he came here. There are
some women out there that aren't as wise to the situation as I am. None of the
women in my home will ever harm them, but I can't say the same for some of the
others. And I will not risk it."
"You planning on having them as breeders as well as pleasure slaves
Kaj?"
"If they are fertile, yes. Why wouldn't I?"
Trinna shook her head. "No reason that I can think of, just checking.
The one I healed earlier, is without a doubt fertile, and if I can only take a
minute to check the other two, while I heal them, if Jaffrey missed anything
with them. I can tell you if they will be breeders, or bedwarmers." She looked
to Mysti. "And the girl?"
"Adopted into my house, to be raised along side any of the other girls
here. She is innocent, just a maid, and I will not let her life be the payment
for the sins those creatures that hurt so many. She, will, if she is
comfortable with it. Call, me mother and Caytin father. Just as the rest of my
children do. I will not allow there to be any difference between her and them."
She was tired, and it wasn't even mid-day yet, and all she wanted to do was go
curl up with her men and pretend that all the pain she had to deal with would go
away.
* * *
Shern pressed his back against the wall as Kerfan slowly began to undo
the knot at his waist. "Calm down, bright eyes. I'm not going to attack you.
I only want you to see that I am nothing more than a man. I might be one of the
few freemen in my city, but I am still just a man." He lifted his head smiling
softly at Shern, as his pants slid slowly down his legs, and a normal, healthy
looking, penis hung between his legs. "Is this what you are afraid of?"
The terror that had gripped Shern's heart lessened a bit. "Do all men
here look like that?"
Kerfan chuckled. "More or less. Some smaller, and some, like my
daughter's man, quite a bit bigger. But none of the size that would hurt you.
You are going to be a pleasure slave of your mistress's house. That means man
or woman, you submit to them. I am older than your mistress, and free. So take
my word as your bond. No one hurts a pleasure slave. It goes against all that
our people stand for." He pulled his pants back up, tying them again. "I would
see to it that you started preparing for your new life, but first a bath, then
food. After that, Trinna will want to tend to you. And early or no, once she
is done with you. Your mistress is going to insist you all do as your brother
is doing and get some sleep."
"What is going to happen to my sister and brother's? And am I supposed
to sleep with you sir?" The fact that Kerfan wasn't anything like the thing
that had hurt him, not once but so many times, helped, but he was still
frightened. But with his older brother Drav out of the, picture, for the
moment. He was going to have to remember young or not. He was, still, the
second Prince of the Catimine's.
"Your little brother can't be more than what, eleven or so. So he is
staying with Hirren for now. Hirren is over two hundred-cycle's old. He is far
too feeble to do the boy harm. As for your sister, didn't' you hear your
mistress? She is now a member of your mistress's house. And will, as soon as
she reaches an age of maturity, become one of the mistresses of it."
Shern moved towards Kerfan. "Please, sir." He closed his eyes as he
pressed his body close. "Do anything you want to me, but don't hurt Drav, he's
been hurt so much already. He led us for almost four moons on almost nothing,
to get here. He was near death when he left us in the cave to come and beg
mercy from she who is now my mistress. And Jax, he's just a boy." He dropped
to his knees, tears running down his face. "Anything sir. Ask it of me, and I
will do it, even if it means going back to those things, but please, spare my
family."
Kerfan knelt on one knee to lift Shern's face. "Listen to me. I do not
hurt any that do not deserve punishment. You have just been rescued, not even
fully healed yet, how in the name of the Great Mother, could you possibly have
earned any punishment?" He knew it was a risk, but the boy needed comfort so
badly. His arms tightened around the boy's frail frame as he kissed him.
It was all too much for Shern. He fell forward against Kerfan, sobbing.
He hadn't been shown anything but hate and cruelty for so long. He knew in his
heart that this was all just a dream, but the feeling of strong arms around him,
and the lips that brushed his forehead as he cried, were such a wonderful dream.
He lay there against Kerfan, praying that if this were truly a dream, he would
never wake up.
* * *
Finally with lots of patentee, and more than one promise of mercy. The
three were led away. Trinna was impressed with Jaffrey's work, for just a
novice, not even out of her cycle's vow. She was quite good.
None of Kaj's girls were anywhere near the right size for Mysti, so she
called upon another of the gaggle that were all growing up in her home, and
finally a simple but decent tunic and pants were located. And Trinna had to
explain to her how to dress herself in them. The girl had never worn anything
but the lightest of gowns. Poor thing, to think she was only fifteen, and had
spent the last twelve cycles forced to wear clothes, which put her on display
continuously.
Shern and Jaxim were taken to the Men's Quarter's fed, and bathed.
Trinna swung by long enough to assure that they both were healed, their body
hair dealt with and deemed fertile. Before ordering them both to get some rest.
"Goddess." She threw herself on her bed by where Jerrick was toying
with Steffon. "I am wore slap out. That older boy, I had to dance with the
Dark Mother to save, and then . . .." She groaned. "It just is not right. No
one as lovely as those four are, should ever be as evil as those that now have
taken the throne are. If it wasn't for the fact that you have Steff, and I do
care for him so much. I would suggest, for Fain's sake that you take that older
boy as your Lover. But you have Steff, and you nagged me into taking a second
consort so that you could keep him with you always."
"Well, if Rook matures up enough in the next cycle or so, so that when
Rhea takes a consort of her own, and he can take the boy as his Lover. Then
maybe Fain will be able to put Drav under his hand for good. Forgive me Trin,
but I don't think I could have, even knowing how much they had been abused, ever
taken one of them as my Lover."
"You had best change your attitude about them Jerrick. Drav and Shern
are now, as soon as I can get around to piercing them. Going to be pleasure
slaves of your house. And while I am with child, I plan to see about sampling
that older one. He looks sinfully pretty.
A stab of jealousy struck Jerrick. He could live with his mistress
sharing Steffon with him. Even to the point that he knew she would give him
children as well. But to accept one of those that had hurt so many of those he
had known and loved. He had to fight himself from yanking back from her. "Yes,
Mistress. I understand, and will obey."
Trinna rolled over on her side to look down at him. "Do stop that
Jerrick. I am your mistress. That is a fact. You are a slave, even as he is.
Again, that is a fact. I am not going to put up with you sulking because I
happen to have a fancy for his face. Did you see me getting bothered when you
brought Steff home and dumped him on me?"
"But Mistress, he is."
"Dane, as surely as you are. You lost your citizenship when you were
taken in the raid. You are Dane, and so is he. Accept it, or do I have to have
you punished for acting like a fool?"
He looked anywhere but at her. He knew she was right, but to just let
go of his hate, even if it were only for these four? "Yes, Mistress, I will
try. Forgive me if I fail you."
"You give me too many problems about this, and I will turn your over to,
Fain with instructions to whip you bloody. You forget. I am a healer, and I
can repair what ever is done to you. But you shame me, and you will bleed."
"I'll do it." Steffon sat up. "Please, Mistress, if it would make it
any easier on my master, I will take him. I trust that I am safe here, that I
am wanted. Let me help if I can."
"You do understand, that he is going to be a pleasure slave, Steff, so
his loyalties are not going to be only to you and us. I don't think Jerrick
would have been as willing to take you as he did if he knew that you would be
expected to go from bed to bed. I won't protest, and Jerrick knows better than
to try. But you have to understand, he won't be solely yours like you are
Jerrick's and with the exception of you, Jerrick is Cay's."
Steffon shrugged. "I have you, I have my master, so if he is not near
but every now and then, I won't miss him too much. Please, Mistress. If it
would help, and maybe my master would be given a chance to come to know him
better, will you allow it?"
"I had no say in Jerrick taking you, why should I have a say in your
taking him?" She pulled him close to kiss him. "As soon as I do his piercings,
you can take him aside and claim him as yours.'
Jerrick lay there listening in shock. What had he done? He just saved
Steffon from being hurt. Put him in the safest place he could imagine, and now.
His Lover, who was barely more than a boy, was doing the same, for the exact
same reasons. What had he quipped at Caytin about, with an example like him,
what did he expect. Well it now seemed that those words were coming home to
haunt him.
* * *
It was many hours later, when, Kerfan sat on the side of his bed,
reaching out to shake Shern's shoulder gently. "I know you are probably still
beat, but if you don't get up now, you won't sleep at all come night."
Shern woke at once, pulling away from Kerfan. "I'm sorry sir, did you
need your bed?"
Kerfan just laughed at him. "Bright eyes, it is only early evening. I
am not inclined to pin you to the bed yet. Later, but not yet. For now, I need
you to get up, so I can see to it that you begin to understand your place here."
Shern sat there, looking at him. "My place sir?"
"How old are you boy?"
"Fourteen, sir." He blushed.
And when will you be fifteen?"
"This moon, sir, two days from now. That was why Drav left with us like
he did. I was to be killed by those things that," he couldn't finish. "Then he
and Jax on Mysti's sixteenth birthday. Why, what is going to happen to me?"
"You're close enough. I am going to strip you, see that you understand
how to properly display yourself. And then I am going to take you to Trinna,
for your decorations." He made shushing noises, as the boy looked at him
horrified. "No one is going to hurt you. Trinna is not like the little novice
that tended you earlier. She can do the work, and block all pain."
"But sir, if you make me do as you say, all will see me, and then." His
happy dream was coming to an end.
"Boy, you are a pleasure slave of this house. Your sole purpose within
it is to give pleasure. Not pain. No one will hurt you as you submit to them
and their demands. I don't know what it was like where you come from. And
trust me, I don't want to know. But here, we don't make it our business of
hurting little naked slaves." He patted Shern on the cheek. "Most surely not
one as pretty as you and you brother are. Now up with you. The sooner you
undress, the sooner I can show you how you are to be from this point on. The
only time you will be excused is directly after you have come from one of your
mistresses or master's or when you first wake. At all other times, what is
between your legs will be ready to offer pleasure."
Shern was fighting tears as Kerfan helped him to strip. He was going to
be forced to walk around, offering himself to any that wished him. He was a
slave, a real slave. And there was nothing he could do to stop it.
He forgot himself as he slapped Kerfan's hand away as the older man
reached to touch him. "Stop that. You haven't done anything to be punished for
yet. But if you fight me, I will punish you. You are a slave of my house."
"I'm sorry," he hung his head as Kerfan gently teased him, drawing the
beginnings of a response from him. He moaned softly, hips moving into the hand
that held him. It was one of the things that had been used against them so many
times. The royal, families of the Catimine's were some of the most physical
creatures known.
Kerfan whistled low as he looked down at the hardening young cock in his
hands. "Goddess boy, this looks sweet. I do think I am going to enjoy my
nights with you. The few that I am going to have before the others get a good
look at you, and start to demand all your time." He pulled the younger man
closer to him as he added a bit more purpose to his stroke. "Now, listen to me,
bright eyes. If you are caught at anytime but the ones I have stated, flaccid,
then you will be whipped. It doesn't matter who it is. If, they are over the
age of fifteen, sixteen if it is a woman. And they, see, you without this hard
as it is now, they will whip you." He kissed him softly. "But with as quick as
this was to rise, I don't see that happening.
"Fain, wake up." Caytin leaned over his consort. "If the two of you
sleep anymore, you will be up half the night."
"Hmmm, how long have we been out Cay?" He gently shook Drav. "Come on
Drav, time to get up."
"It's early evening. You put him to bed just after light, so it has
been several hours."
"My brother's and sister, sir?" Drav sat up, coming directly from
sleep, to a full wakefulness.
Caytin lifted an eyebrow. "Oh, to be so young again. Relax Drav.
Shern has been entrusted to Kerfan. Jaxim is with Hirren, one of the old
breeders. And Mysti is with my daughter's learning how to be something other
than a victim. You and your brother's might be slaves here. But Mysti, she is
going to grow into one of the women of your house. A daughter of Kaj's and
mine, by adoption."
"These men, that have my brother's, they won't hurt them will they?
Shern, he is only fourteen, and Jax, he's only twelve. He is just a boy.
Surely by, even, your peoples recognizing he is still only a child."
It was Fain who laughed at him. "Shern is with Master Kerfan. The one
FreeMan in you mistress's house. And he would hurt himself to see that he
didn't hurt the boy if he didn't deserve it. And Jax, Hirren is over two
hundred. What possible damage could he do the boy?"
A cloud seemed to lift from Drav's features. "If you say it is true,
Fain. I have to believe you."
"Come on you two. I have to help you strip him, and see that he knows
how to display himself properly. Remember Drav. You are a pleasure slave in
your mistress's house." Then he held up a hand to forestall any worrying from
Fain. "Her house, love and you know your ladies well enough to know that none
of them are going to hurt him. He will serve his time as a pleasure slave, and
breeder, to her house, and her house only."
Fain nodded. "Come on Drav. You have to undress. You're a pleasure
slave now, and pleasure slaves aren't allowed clothes."
Drav move slowly, still weak to stand. "I will obey, but what of my
brother's? Shern is only fourteen, and Jax, Master, he is just a boy."
"When is your brothers birthday Drav?" Caytin hadn't thought of that
problem. Oh with Jaxim, it wasn't even considered. But with Shern, they might
indeed be called upon to wait.
"He will be fifteen in a couple of days, Master. But Jax, he's only
twelve. He was a true newborn when my world was ripped asunder. He is untried
Master, I took everything they wanted to do to him, on top of what I suffered.
"If Shern is that close to fifteen, there should be no problem. And as
far as 'Jaxim', he and Kerfan altered his name just a touch, to keep from
confusing a bedwarmer I have here that has the same name. He is, of course, off
limits. No boy should be touched before they are fifteen. I say should,
because I have seen too many boys younger than that, that have had way too much
wrong done to them." He was thinking of both his younger consorts. And the
pain they both had been forced to learn to live with at such a tender age.
"Thank you." Drav finished undressing, as used to nudity as he was. He
thought nothing about standing before the two men, naked.
"It's a shame, Rook is so young." Fain whispered in Drav's ear as he
began to masturbate him.
"What are you doing?" Drav tried to pull back, but Caytin had moved to
stand being him.
"You are a pleasure slave now slave. And as such, you will see to it
that you are always on display." His voice was soft as he watched the erection
in Fain's hands grow. "My, my. I do believe Jerrick is going to be a wee bit
jealous of you." He let his hand wander down to momentarily join Fain's on the
massive organ. "But I better not. I have two male consorts and a Lover. So I
had best stop and behave."
Drav wrapped his arms around Fain, pressing against him. "If I am to be
a pleasure slave, Fain, let me please you first. Come on, 'Meena', I hurt you
so much, let me make up for it."
Fain smiled, shaking his head as he pulled away. "Later Drav, but right
now, I think Cay needs to take you to Jerrick's mistress. She is the Healer
that saved your life earlier. She is going to do some decorations on you, and
the reason the Healer's do them, is that they can block any pain."
"Decorations, I don't understand. I can understand why I am to walk
around like this, but what decorations?"
"You will be pierced. Rings and bells for your nipples, and just a ring
for your scrotum." Caytin explain. Taking the leash he had brought with him
and fastening it to Drav's collar. Drav looked down, he hadn't realized he was
wearing one. He must have really been sleeping hard at some point. "Don't
worry your pretty head over it, slave. They are quite lovely. And will look
absolutely scrumptious on you."
Drav just nodded. He had been willing to do anything to buy his
brother's and sister sanctuary. "Yes, Master." That word again. He had been
using Dom, the Taberon word for master, since he was six, and now, would use it
until the day he died.
