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 2
"Warning, Steff." Jerrick smiled as Caytin led Drav in. His very large
and very erect penis stood out from his body proudly. "You think you have a
handful with me. That one that you have every intentions of taking as your
Lover, is almost frightening."
Steffon perked up. "Really?" He took Jerrick's arm. "Show me."
"Steady, Drav." Fain held his arm as Jerrick led Steffon over to him.
"He's going to touch you. He's blind. He can't see you. He doesn't know just
what you have."
"It's okay, 'Meena', I trust you." Drav closed his eyes at the feel of
Steffon's hands on him.
"You're right, Master. He is longer than you, but you have him beat in
thickness any-day." He turned his head to the last place he had heard Fain's
voice. "If it would make it easier on you, Fain. I can take him as a Lover.
That way you won't have to worry all the time. When he isn't with one of the
others of our house, he will be with me. And I am always with my master and
mistress."
Fain nodded, then remembered that Steffon couldn't see him nod. "Thanks
Steff, you have no idea how much better that makes me feel. You're Jerrick's so
if someone tried to hurt him and you can't stop it, your master can."
"You do realize Steff, that having a pleasure slave as your Lover is
going to be a very hard thing for you. He can not give you, outside his
mistress, his total devotion." Caytin warned him.
"Yes, sir I have been warned of that already. But I'm not taking him as
my Lover like you did my master. I am taking him as mine for the same reason my
master took me as his. To give him someone to hide behind if he needs to."
"And my boy here, knows full well, I am not going to let anything happen
to him. So like it or not, I am going to be protecting them both."
"It's only for a few more weeks, a moon at the most, Master. Then I
will see again, and won't have to cling to you quite as much as I do."
Jerrick lifted his head, pulling away slightly, but not completely.
"Take your time, baby. I enjoy knowing you need me. Not even having to see to
it that your new Lover here, is taken care of if need be, lessens the pleasure I
feel knowing that you need me." Steffon felt so very good in his arms as he
inhaled his sweet scent, kissing him.
Drav turned to Fain. "Lover? I don't understand."
"Steffon has decided to take you as his Lover. It is a fact of life for
you now. You are his. You will call all in this house, mistress, or master
from this point on. But him, he is your true master. He has lain claim to you.
And that is if not for life, for a very long time."
He sighed. Enough that he was a slave and just a pleasure slave at
that. But now he belonged to another slave, and this one blind. The chain on
his leash jingled a bit as he knelt at Steffon's feet. "Master."
Jerrick laughed at the horrified look on Steffon's face. "Get used to
it kid. He's yours now, and will be as bad about calling you master, as you
are, me. Which should, come, as no surprise to you. As you hear me call mine
that all the time."
"Stand up, please, it's a waste of effort for you to kneel before me,
I'm blind. I can't see you do it."
"No, Steffon, but others can. He is only doing what he will be expected
to do from this point forth with you." Caytin handed Jerrick Drav's leash. "I
brought him to see the Healer. He has yet to be decorated."
"Well if the lot of you have finished deciding who owns whom, I am
ready. Steff, doll, bring him in here. It is a clear path, just follow my
voice."
Jerrick handed Steffon Drav's leash. "Mind where he steps slave, or it
will be me you answer too." He warned Drav.
"I won't let him fall Master, I would never have. No matter who he is."
He drew himself up to his full height, of a little more than seven feet. "I
might be a slave, Master, and I might belong to one. But I am still, regardless
of what the chieftess has decreed. I still consider myself the true Prince of
Catimine. And we were once a good people."
"Just so you know. He is my Lover, and I love him near as much as I
love my wife and child."
"Jerrick!" Trinna snapped at him. "Stop trying to frighten him.
Goddess, keeping that monster he has hard is going to be hard enough without you
scaring him into losing it. You hoping to catch him failing, so you can punish
him or something? After I finish with him, you will submit to him for your
behavior."
He looked up, shocked. He hadn't realized how she would punish him,
other than having him whipped, if he failed her. But now he did. "Yes,
Mistress." He dropped to his knees.
"Follow my voice, love, you do know you really should have said
something to him. Just because he is your Lover, does not give him the right to
threaten yours. Jerrick would have been in Cay's face if he had said to you,
what he just said to Drav."
"I'm sorry Mistress, you too Drav. I'm just going to have to get the
hang of this. Please be patient with me. If I make mistakes."
"I was not frightened, Master. I was offended." Drav did not care for
the way the man was willing to humiliate him, by accusing him of letting anyone,
as helpless as his new master was, get hurt. "I would have never let you fall
Master. No matter what, you could beat me, have me tortured, for days, and I
still would have never let you fall."
"I must say, Drav. If I had any doubt of your rank, that speech ended
it." Kerfan stood in the door with Shern. "You really were the true prince of
your people."
"Yes, Master. I am my father's son. And as such, began to learn duty
and honor before I was out of diapers."
"If that boy of Jerrick's hadn't snapped you up before I had a chance to
meet you. I would have, pleasure slave or no."
"Sorry, Kerfan. But Steff kindly beat you all to the draw." Caytin
smiled as Steffon led Drav, or Drav led him if truth were known. To the table
where, Trinna, stood.
"Okay, up on the table Drav." Trinna reached for the piercing needle.
"Steff, do you want the standard rings and bells, or something a little
fancier?"
"What do you mean, Mistress?"
"I have the little one bell rings, and some a bit bigger, that have one
larger bell, and a smaller one on each side." She pressed the ring into his
hands. "It is not a punishment ring, it won't hurt him. The large bell is only
slightly bigger than the one in the normal ones. And the two smaller ones,
smaller than it."
He thought about it. And wondered if when he could finally see again,
how nice they would look. And smiled. "Yes Mistress, I like these."
"Now, hold your boy's hand and keep talking to him while I do this. You
want him to know that you are with him, through each step."
Steffon blindly reached for Drav's hand, which Drav took. "I'm here
Master."
"Did you see the rings?"
"Yes, Master I did. And, the, Lady Healer is right, they are pretty.
Thank you for choosing them for me."
"I can't wait until I can see again. To see what my mistress looks
like. To, see my master. Who I love more than I have ever loved anything or
anyone other than my mistress. And to see you, because, I have this feeling I
am going to come to love you as must as I love my mistress and master."
"I had thought before Fain, who was my 'Meena', that I couldn't love,
and after I let him go, I thought I would never love again. But here and now,
Master. I believe I can learn how to again." His hand left Steffon's to tangle
in his hair as he pulled his mouth close, to, kiss him.
"I wish my mistress was finished with you." Steffon whispered in his
ear. "My master is going to take up your time soon enough, but I would like to
be the first." He remembered what it had meant to him for Jerrick to be his
first when he came here. He wanted to give that to Drav.
"Goddess, young lust. Do you remember being that young Cay?" Kerfan
chuckled.
"What, none of the boy's in the Men's Quarter's pinned you to a bed as
of late. I get that treatment from not only my Lover, but the two consorts I
share with Kaj all the time. That is why I am not running for fear of having to
be treated for sugar shock."
Kerfan looked down at Shern, who stood there, watching what was going
on, his hand mindlessly stroking his erection. "You enjoying the view, bright
eyes?"
"My brother is not being hurt Master. For the first time since I can
recall. He is on a table having things done to him, and not being hurt."
"There's you one Kerfan. If he grows up to be even half the man his
older brother is. Then Steff is not going to be the only man in this house to
be envied."
Kerfan, looked, down at Shern who looked up at him, with a look that
wasn't fearful, nor was it eager, More curious than anything else was.
"Goddess, Cay. He's near a boy. And you would have me take him, a pleasure
slave as my Lover. I don't know. I'm not quite like Steff. When I finally do
decide to take a Lover. I do expect total faithfulness from him. His duty to
his house excluded. I want him to be mine."
Trinna looked up as she healed the last piercing. "You are a FreeMan,
Papa, take him to Kaj, and tell her what you want. The only reason she stuck
them in the position as pleasure slaves was so that they could be better
protected. Short of a consort, a pleasure slave is the most valued. If you
want him, take him. Kaj won't do more than a show of fussing.
"You're right. Come in here Shern. Trin, do you have anything to spare
that he can wear? If I am going to take him as mine, he is not going to be
paraded around with that displayed. He was propositioned three times getting
here."
"Look in the chest Papa, I am sure Steff won't miss a single pair of
pants. With as often as he is out of them, it really won't be a hardship for
him. He only two or three right now, but after seeing him as pretty as he was
at our mating, I think Jerrick is going to see to ordering him more in varying
colors and cuts. My first consort isn't a vain man, but he is making my second
into being as bad as Cay.'
"Jerrick." Kerfan moved to the mentioned chest. "This does not take
away from any punishment your mistress has for you. But you will see that my
boy is able to get into his pants without a problem."
Jerrick looked to Caytin, with a plea in his eyes.
"Do it, slave. Your mistress is right. Had I spoke to Steffon the way
you did Drav, you would have ended up deserving a lashing, because you would
have gotten into my face. I am ashamed of you."
"Yes, Master." His head hung as he stood and began to undress.
"Master, how do you wish me to help him?"
"Bend over the bed." Kerfan handed Shern a small bottle of oil. It
wasn't blue nor was, it, gold. "It will ease your entry, but nothing else. He
will feel you fully."
"Master?" Shern wasn't sure what to do. The man couldn't be telling
him what he thought he was.
"You can't possibly get dressed in the condition you are in now, so
either, you take what is offered, or the man blows you. Either way the problem
will be gone. And a little lesson in humility will be good for my daughter's
man. He has gotten entirely to far above himself these last few days.
"But, Master, I don't want to hurt him. He will hate me for that."
Shern was very upset. "Either way, Master, he will hate me."
"Jerrick, slave." Kerfan turned to the man, who was bent, knees on the
floor over the edge of the bed.
"Master?"
"You word. I have seen you live by it, no matter how much you wished
you could break it. You word that you will not hate my Lover."
Jerrick swallowed back his fear. "My word Master." He lifted up,
turning to look at Shern. "Master, my word. And yours is right. You can't go
out like that." He turned back and lay over the edge of the bed again. "If it
hurts a little, Master, it's what I deserve for my mouth."
Shern looked to Kerfan. "What should I do?"
Kerfan stepped close, taking the small bottle of clear oil from him.
"Ssshh, I take it this is the first time you have ever been on the giving end?"
The boy nodded. "Has he, it hurt so bad the first time for me, and that
was before the thing."
"He is Cay's Lover, Shern. He has bent for his master many times.
Don't worry there, he's no virgin." He ran his oil slickened hands over Stern's
throbbing erection. Then positioned him directly behind Jerrick. "Slave, reach
behind you and part your cheeks." He waited only until Jerrick had obeyed.
"Okay now, slave, take a deep breath." And he guided Shern into his rectum.
Pushing the boy forward hard, so the he was inside Jerrick with one thrust.
Jerrick bit the covers to keep from making any sound. The rough and
abrupt penetration, was nothing like he had ever had done to him, or done to
Steffon. And knowing that his older brother would be next and his size worried
Jerrick as he gritted his teeth as he felt Shern, begin to move in him. 'God,
it hurt.' He would come to peace with these ex Catimine's. Even if it killed
him. Bending to Caytin, his master, was one thing, even feeling Steffon as he
bent for him, sharing their love. Was one thing, but this was hell. By the
time his mistress had forgiven him for his mistake, it would probably hurt to
walk for a week.
Kerfan stood behind Shern, hands roaming his body as he kissed the
younger man. "I think I'll have you pierced. But no rings, in your nipples,
you are not a pleasure slave, but bars. But your scrotum, what do you think
bright eyes, a nice ring there, would look quite lovely. And it would be,
excluding the women here who will just have to sample you. All for me."
The thought of wearing piercings like his brother only made him moan low
and begin to pound even harder into the body under him. "Please, Master."
"Don't cum yet, bright eyes, wait for permission." At this rate, he was
going to be the one, trying to hide his aroused state to anyone in the halls.
"Please Master, it is so tight, please." He was in tears again, wanting
to cum so badly, but not knowing what his new master would do to him if he did
without his permission.
"How long has it been for you, Shern. Should I show mercy and let you,
or make you show some restraint?"
"Never Master, I was forbidden. I couldn't even hold it to . . .." He
shuddered. Crying out in horror as his first, glorious blaze of orgasm took
him. He just cried as he rocked harder and harder as it exploded from him,
again and again.
Jerrick cried out in pain as Shern began to trust harder as he came, it
was horrible. The Catimine's head of his cock swelled and almost felt like it
was flowering. "Mercy." He forgot his pride, his place. His only desire was
to end this pain. "Mistress, Master, mercy."
Both Trinna and Caytin moved as one to come to his aid. But Kerfan
gently pulled the sobbing youngster from him. 'Ssshh, both of you. Yes, mercy,
Jerrick." He looked to Trinna. "See to it, when he submits to Steffon's Lover
that you use the blue oil. I had no idea how tender he still was."
"Well Papa, I had no idea that, that was the boy's first either. They
are just a little different from us. Had I known he was a virgin to this, I
would have insisted on it to begin with. You might be a FreeMan, and my father.
But he is my first consort, and father of my the child in my womb." She held
him, as he rested against her. Not sobbing, or even crying, but he was trembling
as he struggled to control his emotions.
Shern was still, being, held by Kerfan. "I'm sorry Master. Please,
don't send me to the thing. I will be better."
"Hush, I don't know what kind of thing you are talking about. But I am
not going to punish you for not being able to mind. Goddess, boy, I would have
never warned you like I did, had I known that was the first time you had ever
surrendered to the pleasure."
Caytin knelt by the bed, reaching for Jerrick's face as he lay there
against Trinna. "Lover, are you going to be okay?"
"Yes, Master, sorry, I know I have to sound like some kind of half-grown
bedwarmer. But there at the end, it grew. The head did at any rate. And it
opened up in me." He just shuddered again.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you." Now he just knew he would hate
him.
"I'm okay, Master. Sorry for scaring you."
"I really am sorry Jerrick. Had I known it was his first, I would never
have let him do that, or at the very least, picked another oil."
"My mouth got me in this position Master, I will live to the end of it."
"Well Trin, has your man's taste of pain, put a stop to the work you are
doing, or can I get my slave here cleaned up and see him done up as prettily as
Steff's boy is?"
"Just the bars right? Any special color, or just gold?" She patted
Jerrick's arm. "You're going to be all right now aren't you?"
"Yes Mistress." He smiled a little lop sided. "Give's a whole new
meaning to the words, my mouth got my ass in trouble."
Steffon stood there, wanting to go to his master, but not sure if he
should. "Mistress?"
"Drav, see that he makes it over here without stumbling." Trinna stood,
as Caytin took her place at once.
"Yes, Mistress." He pressed the end of his leash in Steffon's hand.
"Come on, Master." He led him slowly, ever careful of his lack of sight. To
where Caytin sat with Jerrick.
"Master?" Steffon felt the bed bump his knees.
Jerrick reached out for him, pulling him close. His grip was very
possessive, on him. "I'm okay, baby. Just have to learn how to keep an eye on
my mouth. Sorry for upsetting Drav, I'll try to remember he is yours from this
point on. And that if any talked to you like I did him. My master is right, I
would have ended up in hot water, because I don't care, male or female, I would
have snapped." Then he looked to where Caytin sat, watching him. "I'm sorry
for shaming you Master. I'll try real hard from this point on, not to make that
mistake again."
"And you know, shamed or not, I still love you. My love was set in
stone the night you and Fain helped me after my punishment."
"Does this thing ever go down boy?" Kerfan shook his head, as he felt
Shern, harden, again as he cleaned him with a wet cloth.
Shern blushed. "I don't know what is wrong with it Master. It never
used to be like this."
"He has never been allowed to touch himself Master." Drav dared to make
a comment. Needing to explain his little brother's condition.
"By the Goddess, if even after what he just had with Jerrick he is still
this touchless. I am going to have to keep him chained to my bed, and hidden
from the women.
"Rook is like that. It just pops up at all sorts of times." Caytin
commented. "Leave it alone for now, and if he still is unable to get his pants
on, I am sure that with as many of us as they are in this room, one of us will
see to it. At least Trinna doesn't have the problem Mother Anna had with Rook.
She won't have him ejaculating all over her as she pierces him. She can pain
block, after all."
"Okay, Shern, up on the table with you. Trinna, is my daughter. She is
not going to hurt you. She didn't hurt your brother, did she?"
"No Master." He knew his master kept telling him he was safe, but
already, in the short time he had been here, he had had to hurt someone. And
word or not, he was still so very worried that Jerrick would hate him for what
he had done to the man.
"So, Papa, what color?"
Kerfan looked the boy over, his silver hair and eyes were striking, but
he wanted some contrast. "Onyx, I do believe. Will go well with all the silver
in his coloring."
"His scrotum ring as well?"
"Yes. I have no doubt that he will look so tempting that I really will
have to chain him to my bed, and keep him hidden."
"Well you know the drill, Papa. Talk to him. He's your Lover now, tell
him what that means for him."
"Other than keeping me happy, not much." He smiled down at Shern who
was trying not to watch as Trinna began to work. "And giving me someone to keep
me company when the mad house of the Men's Quarter's drives me away for weeks
and even moons at times. Hell, having him along, I might just start taking up
residency somewhere other than in the Men's Quarter's."
"I would be alone with you, all the time Master? Not be allowed to see
my brother's or sister?"
"Don't be silly, Shern. Even if I moved and had a house built where I
usually camp. I would still allow you to see both your brother's and your
sister. I will not break up a family like that. The four of you have suffered
quite enough loss for many lifetimes. But I would like to consider that as a
possibility. I have to talk to Kaj first. Free I might be, but outside this
house, I own nothing but this gold chain around my throat. And that means too
much to me to sell it. It is my badge as a FreeMan."
"Papa, I am a priestess of the Temple. I can ask for almost anything,
and it will be considered. If Kaj won't part with the gold, I'll see if I can
take care of it. You are my father. And the Temple owes you that much for my
service to the Mother. With out you, I would not be here."
"Let me think about it Trin. Even as crazy as this place makes me
sometimes. It has been my home for near twenty cycles."
Trinna finished Shern's piercings. "Well Papa, one of you are going to
have to see to him. I won't have a man, even if he is not mine, leaving my
rooms in that condition."
"Cay, I seem to be in something of a predicament here. I can't very
well tend my boy, with my daughter in the room, but he can't leave like this.
He would never get his pant's on."
Caytin looked first to Jerrick, then to Steffon. "Steff, dear, will you
send your boy over to take care of matters? Or are we going to have to explain
how life for a man is here to them?"
"Yes, sir." Steffon turned, reaching for Drav, who moved into his
reach. "My Master has told me, and now I am telling you. There is no
distinction with the men here. Shern probably trusts you more than any of us
here. Could you go and take care of him."
"Master, my uncle didn't distinguish among the men either, but I can't
do to him what he did to me. Please, he is my brother, don't order me to hurt
him."
"Damn them." Kerfan swore. "Boy, I am not asking anyone to hurt him.
Goddess, what, a thought. Just to come and see to it that he can finally get
his pants on."
"That answer enough for you Drav?" Jerrick mumbled.
He took his leash from Steffon. "Yes, Master."
"I am going to have to get him to tell me what kind of thing he is so
afraid of. So far he has twice in as many hours, begged me not to send him to
them. I can't even imagine what could strike that kind of fear in him."
All the talk and wonder was lost on Shern, as he felt Drav, kiss him
softly. "It's me, Shern, I won't hurt you." His hand moved down to encircle
him, stroking him slowly as he continued to kiss him. "You heard your master,
he hasn't ordered me to hurt you, he isn't like those that used to hurt you so
much."
"I'm glad Kaj isn't here right now." Trinna hid her face in her
father's chest. "To see and hear him like that, she would have tore out of here
with blood in her eyes, and not gave damn about her condition. The fact that I
am pregnant is the only thing that is keeping me from doing just that. No
creature that is capable of doing what these did to his or her own people. Never
mind what they did to the Merican's, but those two were their own people. To do
what they did, negates their right to live."
"Actually, if Rook were here with Fain and Caytin, it might be a good
thing. Let her see how different true Catimine's are from those that now sit
upon the throne." Kerfan growled. "Caytin, call her, and tell her to bring
Rook with her."
"Yes, sir." *Mistress, Kerfan has asked for you and Rook to come to
Trinna's rooms. There is something he wants you to see. *
*Is it going to piss me off Cay? *
*Yes, Mistress, it most certainly will. *
*Thought so. So you and Fain plan on pouncing on me? *
*If need be. *
*Okay, let me get Rook dressed, be there in a few minute's. *
"She's coming. And is ready to be pissed off as she put it. Be ready
Fain, you and I might have to knock her to the floor to keep her from storming
off in a rage."
"If she is going to be that upset, Master, why did you ask her to bring
Rook?" Fain looked at Kerfan.
"Because he is the youngest and weakest of the three of you. And she
would rather die than hurt him in a fit of rage. Punish him, maybe, but hurt
him as she tried to go through him, never."
Again all of this was lost on the two, as Drav worked his way down
Shern's body, to help him to see to his end."
"Master." Shern cried out, at the feel of soft warm lips on him. "May
I?"
"Go ahead, I can work on your control later. Just get to a point that I
can get you dressed. Kaj is on her way, and you aren't a pleasure slave."
Shern cried out softly as he felt the beginnings of another orgasm roll
down his back and into his brother's mouth. Twice so far, and both times, had
been without pain. Could it possibly be that the dream was a reality and he was
at long last free from the pain he had known all his young life?
Drav locked his lips around the head. Tongue probing and teasing as it
began to open up and another smaller knot of almost tentacle like feelers filled
his mouth with his brother's cum.
* * *
"What do you think they want to talk to you about Mistress?" Rook stood
by her outside Trinna's rooms.
"I don't know pretty face, but I have a feeling it has something to do
with those that were brought in today." She knocked on her sister's door.
"Come on in, Kaj." Trinna's voice sounded through the door.
"Okay, I'm here. What is so important that I had to be here?"
"Those two. I want to ask Shern a question that is sure to upset him,
but I want to know the answer, and you need to have a better understanding of
who and what they are." Kerfan stood by Shern. The young man in pants finally.
"First, before anything else. Just so you know Kaj, I haven't taken anything
from my house yet, but this boy I do. I have made him, as young as he is, my
Lover. He belongs to me, and unless it is your or Trinna, I would appreciate
you telling the rest of the ladies, hands off. We have six new breeders in this
house and one that once he finishes growing, will make it seven. Leave this one
to me."
"You're right Kerfan. The only thing that has separated you from the
rest of the men here, other than you disappearing acts to go hide every now and
then, is the Chain around your throat. You want the boy? He's yours. Gives me
one less to worry about. Now what is so important to drag me down here? I was
being amused by Rook."
Kerfan looked down at Shern. "You know who I am don't you?"
"Yes, Master, you own me." Bright silver eyes, so trusting.
"Then you believe I will never let you be harmed out side of punishment,
right?"
There were the beginnings of a look of fear. "Yes, Master, I think so."
"Then answer me this. Twice you have begged me not to throw you to
things, what things are you talking about?"
Shern looked up at him, as he began to shake. "Please, Master, if you
don't know what they are, then they are not of this place. Don't make me tell.
Please."
"Drav, what is he talking about?" There was going to be no getting
anything out of this frightened boy.
"We never knew what they were called Master, just referred to them as
things. Huge white, monstrosities, that were used to torture so many for my
uncles amusement. They were hideous to look at. Huge, upper arms bigger around
than the largest man I have seen here chests. And a body that was large enough
and powerful enough to rip full grown trees from the ground. But what Shern is
afraid of, is what they were used for. He or any of the others that my uncle
thought to chain up. They are not human, in any way, and like no race that I
have ever heard of. Where your manhood lies, they would have things, ranging
between nine and fifteen, that were alive and almost snake like as they tore
their way, one after another into which ever was unfortunate to be chained
before them. These things when they reach the full, length and thickness that
they were capable of. Were almost two feet in length and easily three inches in
diameter, each, and triple in thickness as they harden. I was only hung there
for them once, and that was after I allowed Fain to slip away. And it was the
only time, that I know of that my uncle used the one with fifteen of the things.
He was honestly trying to kill me, I think. But Shern, my uncle seemed to
delight in watching him suffer. He has been torn countless times." He looked
down. "I am worried that he will never get over it. There is only so many
times that one can have that done to him, and not die, before it scars him for
life."
"How old were you?" Kaj cupped Shern's chin. "Listen to me. You are
far away from where you were, and never, do you hear me? Never will I ever
allow that sadistic madman to come near you again."
"When, Mistress." Shern was lost in her soft moss green eyes that
glowed with an almost maternal force.
"The first time, you don't have to go into the horror of it, but how old
were you?"
"Six, Mistress, my uncle made a big production of my birthday, and then
had me stripped and thrown to them. He didn't even chain me that time, he just
turned two on them loose on me."
"Stand in front of the door Rook!" Caytin and Fain reacted almost as
one to Kaj's growl of rage as she turned to seek revenge.
"Move. They sent a child, a six cycle old baby to that." Kaj struggled
between Caytin and Fain who held on for dear life.
Trinna moved quickly coming up in front of Kaj. A resounding slap
sounded out through the room. "Chieftess!" She barked. "Calm yourself. You
are going to hurt your men. As a Priestess, and Speaker for the Mother, I
command you to stand down."
Kaj locked glares with Trinna. "Why the hell do you suddenly have to
remember your place in things? These mad dogs have to be put down."
"And they are going to be. Kerfan only wanted you to understand what
those you welcomed into your house, have known as reality for the last twelve
cycles. So that you would be more patient with them if they gave you cause to
be ill with them."
Kaj nodded. "From this point forward, until I change my mind. Those
that are still mine are pardoned from all punishment. As long as they try to
behave, and don't cause too much trouble. You are safe."
"Same goes for my boy, Kaj. I never realized how much someone could do
to destroy another. Just as soon as Mother Kaylin is back, I am sending him to
see her. She is good enough a Healer to heal a mind. And I will see to it that
he never has to fear anything like that from me, ever."
"So, Mistress, is it safe to step out of the doorway now?"
Kaj smiled at her youngest. "Yes, pretty face, it's safe. Smart of
them to have you stand where you did, even as angry as I am at what was done, I
would never hurt you."
* * *
Jerrick, watched, quietly as Kerfan took Shern from the room, then Kaj
left with her three. Leaving him alone with his mistress and both his Lover,
and his Lover's Lover. One that he knew he owed for his treatment of him. And
he had felt what his kind had in the way of a sexual organ, and it frightened
him. "Mistress," he whispered, "Mercy."
Drav went to his knees before Jerrick. "No, Master, I'm not my little
brother. I was once Fain's master. I know what I'm doing. I won't hurt you."
He took the older man in his arms. "My word, like you gave yours to Shern when
you promised not to hate him. I won't hurt you."
