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 3
Shern was a little nervous as he sat beside Kerfan at dinner that night.
Everyone kept looking at him. Some with amused curiosity in their eyes, others
with just barely contained hostility. "Master, I don't think they like me." He
whispered to Kerfan.
The older man lay his fork down before looking up at the congregated men
at the men's table. "I will only say this once, and if I have to repeat myself,
I will do so with a cane. "Shern, and both his brother's and sister, were as
much victim's if not more as any of those that were hurt by them. Those that
now rule the Catimine's are not the ruling family. Take a look over to where
Steff is sitting with Jerrick. The boy beside him, is the rightful heir, he is
the true Prince of the Catimine's. His uncle killed off most of his family when
he stole the throne from them. He has spent the last twelve cycles little more
than a slave. I will not go into the things that were done to him or my boy
here. Suffice to say. If any of you think you could bear up under such weight
and still stand, as, well as they have so far. Then I am telling you, you are a
fool. Now you will stop looking at him as if he were some kind of a monster.
Or I will start swinging."
To the man, they looked down. Not willing to meet Kerfan's dark look.
"Well I was going to make a speech saying pretty much what Kerfan did,
but I think he has said quite enough. And if you think I will stand as
protection for you if you push him. You are wrong. If anything, I might send
you to my consort first, so that he can see to heating your back before Kerfan
deals with your butts."
"And trust me, Mistress, by the time I am finished, they will need to
seek the Priestess for a Healing before going to Kerfan." Caytin had no
patience for stupidity, and there was entirely too much of it in the feel of the
room.
"And the only thing that would make me help them is my vow to the
Mother. One of those poor children that they are scaring so with their ugly
eyes, is my second consort's Lover." She reached out to pat Drav on the hand.
"Don't worry none, pet. Didn't your hear your master? If Steff can't protect
you, then he will.'
"And anyone be mean to my new sister, and I will beat the crap out of
you, and the only woman in this house that can hold her on with me is my
mother." Rhea sat by Mysti.
"I'm too old to do anything, but the little boy in my care, had best not
be bothered either." Hirren continued to eat, like this sort of discussion was
some thing he heard everyday.
* * *
Drav walked back to the rooms he shared with Trinna and Steffon.
Jerrick following closely. So far, though a few had commented on his looks, but
none had taken up his blatant invitation. He was about to go mad. Steffon had
taken to making sure he stayed hard, to keep him from possibly looking bad, and
the constant teasing was driving him crazy. He moaned, as it was Jerrick that
reached back and touched him. "Please, Master." It had been cycles since last
he had been teased and denied for so long.
"Was looking like it was beginning to soften there a bit Drav. Can't
have that. So you keep a hand on things until your master gets you home, and
then, after I'm done with him, we'll see if he is still up to playing with you."
Trinna chuckled. "Jerrick, you are beginning to sound like me. That's
mean."
"I am only teasing the boy Mistress. I won't ever hurt him. I paid for
my mistake, and I don't plan to make that one again." "I know that." Then to
Steffon, "you heard your master, love, have your Lover amuse himself, and warn
him not to cum. Goddess what a mess that would be."
"You heard her, didn't you Drav? Do I have to make it an order?"
Steffon slowed even more to walk by Drav.
"No Master, but please. I don't know how much more I can take of this
continual stimulation."
"Steffon, baby." Jerrick let Trinna continue on as he slowed even more
to pull up next to his boy. "He can't really be punished for failing you, you
know that. But a few pops on the butt isn't punishment." He looked up to where
Trinna had stopped and waited for them to join her. "Is it Mistress?"
She just laughed. "I swear, Jerrick, you are becoming as perverse as
Kaj swears I am. No, he fails to obey, and it will be me, who delivers five
swats to his tail, and after all he has been through. I am sure they will be
like nothing but the gentlest of love pats."
"Tell that to my backside Mistress. It was days before I could
comfortably sit, last time you took it into your head to spank me. And I hadn't
even been bad. It was just in play. God only knows what it would be like if
you were serious."
Drav was beginning to become worried. What would happen to him, if he
couldn't control himself? The threat of a spanking was almost amusing, but he
also knew by stories, how much more powerful his new people were than he was,
Steffon chuckled. "Mistress, you're scaring him. Please, tell him you
are only teasing."
Trinna snorted. "Drav, Goddess, boy. Are you that beat down, that you
are upset with our teasing you? Your, mistress has put you behind her for now.
And until such time as she decides that you have come to peace with your new
life here, you will stay behind her."
Drav sighed, a little more relaxed. "But Mistress, I thought you were
my mistress?"
"Oh I am one of them, particularly with you now belonging to my second
consort. But Kaj is your first mistress. And will remain so until one of the
women decide to take your from pleasure slave and breeder and slap the title of
consort on you. Now hush and work on that thing, it's beginning to sag. And
you never know how long Kaj is going to let you stay behind her, until she
thinks you are man enough to face what is coming your way should you fail."
Drav stopped. "When she decides if I am man enough?" His tone was
hard. "Pray tell Mistress, how much more of a 'man' can she possibly ask me to
be. I have watched my Father, and grandfather cut down before my eyes when I
was six. My mother thrown to those things to be ravaged until dead. I have
been beaten, raped, tortured, so many times, that the scars on my body have
scars. My fourteen-cycle-old brother has been through near as much as I, with
one added perversion, he was never allowed to feel pleasure. My uncle had in
his twisted idea of humor, planned to see my brother dead, without ever being
allowed to feel any pleasure as a man. My sister had been forced to wear gowns
so thin that it would have made her no more exposed had she been forced to walk
around as naked as I am now. She had spent the last twelve cycles, living under
the knowledge that on her sixteenth birthday was to be forced to wed her own
uncle. My little brother and I were to die with the consummation of their
wedding. And Jax, oh I know you have chosen to change his name to Jaxim. Was
three days old when my uncle took the throne. So tell me Mistress, please. How
much more of a 'man' does she want me to be?" There were no tears in his eyes,
but the pain cut at all of them as his soul raged and rebelled at having to be
referred to yet again as something less than a man.
Trinna moved to where he stood. "I'm sorry, Drav. I did not mean to
belittle any of the things your and your siblings have faced so far. Perhaps,
the term 'man enough', was the wrong one to make. 'Healed enough', should have
been the words I chose. And because I was wrong in my words, I won't mention
this little speech of yours to anyone. Just do try to remember Drav. You are a
slave now, and not one under the mask of hostage, but honest and open. You have
to learn to control those bouts of yours." She patted his cheek. Smiling as
she looked down at his raging erection. "Though, I have to say. It did seem to
do a lot to help with your waning offer."
"I'm sorry Mistress, I don't know what gets into me sometimes. I used
to be beat often for my pride, that my uncle believed I had no right to." He
hung his head, mentally kicking himself. So far in one day, twice he had
forgotten himself and had spoken out of turn.
"There is nothing wrong with pride, boy. You just got to learn how to
display it here, that's all. Now, if you had held your peace, and once we had
made it back to my mistress's rooms, while I was toying with your master, you
could have done your best to remind my mistress of just how much of a man you
really are. That would have been a proper and approved display of pride. And
trust me Drav. I have felt what you have on you. I don't know about your
mistress, but I am positive, with out any question in my mind. That you are
indeed a man."
Drav moved close to her, before dropped to his knees. "You would have
me Mistress?"
Trinna reached to Steffon, and took the leash from him. Then unhooked
his leash from his collar and re-hooked the latch to the ring in his scrotum.
Thus laying claim to him. Before beginning too firmly stroke him. "Tell me
Drav. How do you say 'little one' in your language?"
Drav moaned softly, thrusting slightly. "'Shin Mee', Mistress."
"Then, 'Shin Mee', cum." She gripped harder her rhythm gaining speed.
As she cupped the head of his erect penis.
Drav cried out low, as he felt the blaze of heat wash over him as he
began to cum. He threw his around her, mouth accepting Her very essence. She
kissed him, silencing his cries as his orgasm took him. Warmed at the feeling
that she shared with him. No, she would never what her older sister had with
her man. But being a Healer gave her many things that helped to make up for it.
Like this, his heart and soul opening to her. Allowing her to see the very
depth of his innocence.
It was so like the feeling he had, had when Steffon had welcomed him
this afternoon. So very alike, and yet nothing at all. It was more moving. It
was the first time a woman had ever given him any pleasure. Even when his uncle
had in his few rare moments of kindness, allowed him a slave, they were always
male, like Fain had been, always young, and always so abused. And he had always
had to continue that abuse.
He had unwittingly, just once allowed, his uncle the pleasure of seeing
him fall in love with his first. But after being forced to stand and watched,
and even take part in some if it. As he was tortured to death. He had sworn,
never again. Then, when, they gave him, Fain the very next day, he had done all
that he could not to care for him. But had fallen in love with him all within
hours. "Mistress," he buried his face in her neck. "I love you."
"Ssshh, look up baby." She held her hand up, running her tongue across
the palm of her hand, before reaching with her other to pull his head to her.
Mouth firm but tender on his. She was surprised at how sweet it was. But then
again, the Catimine's were a different race all together. "Here you go,
dearest, clean my hand." She stroked his hair. "Think on this 'Shin Mee'. My
second consort started out as my first's Lover, and now I love him dearly. If
you love me, as much as I am sure I am going to grow to love you. Do not be too
shocked in the near future if I ask for submission to be mine." She kissed him,
deeply, again.
He took her wrist in his hand as he brought her hand to his mouth.
Licking and sucking her fingers. His bright silver eyes, never leaving hers.
Tears glinted in the light as they flowed down his face.
"Good boy, now the floor, you can't leave a mess here." She stroked his
hair as he lowered his head and mouth to the floor to lick away the rest of his
release. "You're such a good boy. And yes, I supposed I am going to have to
become used to being on bottom. Because, I would very much like to feel you in
me, and I am sure your master has plans of his own for you, and his does for
him."
Drav pressed his forehead to the floor. "Yes, Domma."
Trinna raised an eyebrow at him. "Domma?"
"Forgive me Mistress. I misspoke." He lifted his body up to his knees.
"That all depends on what it means. Now tell me what does Domma mean?"
She touched his cheek, "no danger pet."
"It is, Taberon, for what you are."
"The Taberon? I thought you were a Catimine." It was Jerrick's
confused voice,
"Our people and the Taberon's were once one in the same. But more years
than all but our eldest scholars can recall, or should I say could recall. They
were some of the first to die. We were one race. But the evil that is
perpetrated in our name is not that of the true Catimine, but our distant, and
perverted kin. The only thing we share with them is our tongue.
Trinna reached out, cupping his chin. "Had that word been one that they
owned only. Just as soon as Kaj had lifted the ban on punishing you. I would
have had whipped you until your back was cut to ribbons, and I would have let
them heal slowly. Leaving your old scars to keep the new-ones company. For if
you were using words and thoughts as these madmen do. I would know you lied to
me. Nothing that could do that to another living creature could ever love me,
but as it is only your wish to be open and honest with me. Call me that, and if
it makes it any easier for you, that and nothing else.
She rose, holding to the leash that was hooked to the ring in his
scrotum. "So, come on, 'Shin Mee'. I have such plans for you, but first, I
think you need to take this knowledge to your mistress posthaste. Soon enough
you will have the chance to please me, and if you do so well, I might just nag
my sister into letting me change the rings to bars, and see to it that other
than Jerrick and I, you will belong to my little consort only. Much like your
little brother is for my father." She hugged him. "Don't be afraid for your
people. My sister is a very wise woman, and she will listen to you as I have
already read your heart. I know the truth of your worlds."
Drav went to his knees, kissing her feet, "Domma." He was openly
sobbing. He would see that not all his people died, "My life is yours, do with
it anything you wish."
She tugged on his leash. "First stand up." She fussed at him. "Have
you crawl from her room to mine yes, but for now walk."
He stood, blushing, really blushing for the first time in something
other than shame. "Yes Domma."
"I do believe Master, you and I will be shearing a lot of time
together," Steffon, pressed against, Jerrick. "And I know this is going to
sound so bad. But it would do him and her worlds of good."
Jerrick looked down at his Lover, who was so trusting of him to lead him
down the hall behind Trinna and Drav, "and how do you figure that?"
"Because, mistress Kaj and Caytin had already snatched up the first
victim of this nightmare. And, yes I'm blind. But as soon as the Lead
Priestess of the Temple returns, my mistress has assured me that my sight will
be returned. You were, her, first, and in you she finds things she finds with
no other man. But with him, she is a Healer Master. In him, she will blossom
into the Healer that she always aspired to be. Before the week is out, if you
are willing Master, we will have a third consort in him."
Jerrick stood at the door behind Trinna, thinking about what Steffon had
said. Could he say yes, even knowing the truth, could he say yes?
Caytin opened the door, surprised to see Trinna and the very new slave
that Fain had been worrying so about "Mistress?" This was not what he
expected. "Is there a problem?"
"Yes, but it's not with Drav here. He is rapidly becoming my," she
looked to Drav. "What is the word for 'pet', love?"
"'Bin,' Domma."
She nodded, kissing his cheek in reassurance. "I have my 'Bin', here
that is very worried about his people. As a Priestess of the Temple, though I
am only a journeyman, and only allowed the rank of Priestess. It isn't going to
be that much longer before I take my final vows and earn the duty of Mother to
all of you. So you must listen to me when I tell you this."
Kaj sat up in bed. "Tell me when, Priestess, has the crown ever failed
to listen to one who speaks for the Mother? So tell me, what is the problem
that has you dragging him out this time of night?"
"Go on, baby, tell your mistress what you just told me. Knowing she will
believe you because not only do I believe you, but Cay will too,"
Slowly, with patience and encouragement, they got the story from him.
Kaj was up, ignorant of her lack of clothes, pulling her tunic over her
upper body, and pulling a pair of Caytin's baggy pants on, "Mother forgive me.
I have sent my women to slaughter innocents."
"Chieftess." Trinna lay a hand on her arm. "Send another of the guards
or one of the FreeMen in your city. But your son prevents you from going
yourself."
Kaj jerked her arm. "Don't you think I know that Priestess? I will not
send out a woman who is still a maid. So I go to find the eldest of the
trainee's we have. It's been cycles since last I had to call upon my consort to
help a girl give her virginity to the Goddess, but for this I will. A, young,
rider on the fastest horse we have must get a message to the leaders of my
women." She was heading for the door before she stopped and caught Drav's eye.
"Drav, just so you know. If I had know this earlier. I could have taken care
of it sooner." She smiled at him. "But as I didn't know the right questions,
and you didn't know to tell me. I will just take care of it, and we won't talk
about this again." Then to Trinna "Jerrick and Fain shared time with Caytin
before when he needed it. Will you and he see to it that Fain and Rook are
taken care of?"
"Lover," Caytin was just finishing dressing. "Both Fain and Rook are my
consorts. Consider them your Lover's, for now, as well."
"Yes Master, and consider mine and his likewise." What the hell, he
might as well get used to the idea of having Drav as a third-consort. There was
nothing he could refuse his mistress, and she knew it.
"Okay your four, let's go. Drav, 'Bin', on your knees, it's time to
crawl for me."
Drav looked at her as she led him down the hall, too shocked for words.
He had knowingly given himself to the Chieftess of his new people. All to save
his younger brothers and sister. But here in one day, first he had been made a
pleasure slave, then another slaves a blind one no less, had taken him and told
him he was his Lover. And now, the chieftess had heard him. Had believed him,
all because his wonderful domma did. And if he could only please this wonderful
young woman, who kept calling him boy, even though he knew he had to be her age,
if not older. He would possibly become more than just a pleasure slave. "Thank
you Domma."
Fain touched Steffon's arm. "I'm sorry, if I startled you." He began.
Steffon just smiled at him. "It's okay. I'm used to people doing
that."
"He's yours, right?" Steffon nodded. "Will you get mad at me if I
asked you if I could make love to him. He used to be my master. It was because
of him that I got away. I don't know how much of his language you know, but I
was his 'Meena' his dearest."
"He was your lover first, correct. Maybe not like yours is to Jerrick,
but he was first?"
"Yes, Domma. And he was the one I loved too much to let stay with me.
I love him Domma and if you and my master won't get mad at me. May I still love
him?"
Trinna looked to Steffon. "Fain was the one that your slave suffered
so, when he freed him. And he, who is Kaj, Cay and Rook's consort, has an old
love in another house. The, very, lover that rescued him when he let him go.
The two of them at least have the comfort of being in the same home."
Steffon shrugged his shoulders. "If that gets me more of your time when
it is just you and I, I'm all for it." He looked down, blushing. "I love you
Master, never doubt that, but she is my mistress."
Jerrick pulled him against him tightly. "And she is my mistress too so
you don't have anything to explain."
"Mistress, if I asked something out of you, would you please think about
it before saying no?"
"And what honey, makes you think, I will say no?"
"You don't know him real good yet Mistress. But if I'm going be sharing
him with Fain, please, would you be willing to do like you did for my master,
and take my Lover as your consort?"
"It sounds like you are trying to barter your Lover." She put the
amusement he couldn't see in her face, in her voice.
He grinned, because he knew he had won. "Yes, Mistress, that's exactly
what I'm doing. If he has a friend here that he can go and be with, outside of
this house, and one that he can be here with, And what with my master wanting to
spend as much time with his Lover as he does. That means I get more of your
time, alone."
Trinna laughed hugging him. "You've only been with me for such a short
time. And all ready you know how to pull my heart strings." She turned holding
out a hand to Drav. "Did you hear your master 'Shin Mee'? If my first consort
agrees to taking you as his as well, would you honor me with your life, love and
seed?"
Drav went to Jerrick who was standing there looking a little stunned.
"Matter, will you have me? Anything you want from me is yours. But you were
her first. So, will you have me?"
Jerrick shook his head chuckling. "Like I have whole lot of say in the
matter Drav. But you are right on one thing. I will worry less about my lady,
if I know that when I am with Steff she can be with you. So yeah, I accept you."
And in the standard tradition of the men here, he kissed him
"Goddess, but am I going to be teased." Trinna giggled. "Not even a
full priestess, and all ready I have three consorts." She dragged a chair close
to the bed. "Well at least now, I can be as amused at my men and their antics
as my sister is."
"You don't want to join us Mistress?" Jerrick kissed the back of her
neck.
"Later, when it is just my three, but until then, I think I'll watch and
maybe come up with deferent ways to make you all scream. Now go have fun."
She undressed before sitting down in the chair, one leg lifted over the arm,
exposing her sex, to her fingers. "Now, remember this boys, only one is exempt
from punishment. No one cums before I do, and I plan to take my time."
"Mistress, do you have a whip, or should I go to the Men's Quarter's to
get one?" Fain kissed Drav quickly.
Trinna smiled. "Cay left me one here, back when he realized that my
man, after a good warming up had the most uncontrollable orgasms. It's over
there in the same chest I keep my oils in. You will note. That he also had
manacles just a touch higher up than Jerrick is with his hands raised above his
head, leaving him on his tiptoes. But for the fact that there is one of his
folded spread bars in there as well. He is at your complete mercy.
Drav sat beside Fain. "I know you always used to like it when I whipped
you, those few times I could and it not be to see how long it took me to whip
you bloody"
"With the exception of Cay, who is my Master. You were the only one to
ever really take me all the way like that." He slipped to his knees, head
bowed, legs slightly parted, fingers locked behind his head. "What would you
want of this lowly slave, Dom?
"I would tell you to blow me, but my domma has forbidden me to cum
before she does, so I will do my best to see to it that you do before she does.
She's a Healer. 'Meena'. What damage she does, she can repair."
"He'll get five lashes for every time he cums before I do, and you will
get three, once my sister realizes how healed you truly are. Oh it might take
your little brother a little more time, but that is not what the issue here is.
Shern belongs to my father, a FreeMan. When he decides his Lover is ready to
face real punishment, if ever. That will be his call."
"If you would like Domma, I can go to mistress Kaj and ask her to
release me from her protections." He smiled at her. "That was why some of my
scars seemed excessive. After you are hurt so much, you begin to learn to like
it. But, never will I ever drive my new family off. I have a wonderful domma.
I've got a Dom that is becoming very dear to me. And he has one that has
accepted me. I can't ever let them know what was done to me, nor that I found
pleasure in it'. He swore to himself in his mind and heart. Never realizing
what a Healer was capable of.
"Fain, while you go and get your toys, I think I need to take Drav aside
for a minute.
"Yes, Mistress just please make sure there is a little left for me."
Fain blew him a kiss as he went looking into the chest and all the new toys
Caytin had given Jerrick
"Come on 'Bin'." She reached for the leash still attached to the ring
in his scrotum. "Fain, dear, there is in the bottom of that chest a drawer. In
it is a three-latched leash. It has been over two cycles when I was given it as
a gag gift at my womanhood celebration. It comes from the time quite a few
cycles ago, when we actually had pleasure slaves, and every act of lovemaking
wasn't in a desperate attempt to conceive a child." She removed the single hook
from his scrotum to latch another, slightly heavier, one to it. Standing up she
treats both nipple rings to the same treatment. Not unbearably painful, but
enough weight to know that they were 'THERE' "There you go. Now why don't we
step aside for a moment, and have a little talk about things you don't know
about Healers, like even though we can't read minds we can hearts and fears."
She led him to the infirmary.
'She knows. Lord and Lady protect me, she knows.' He followed behind
her at a quick crawl. He didn't dare stand up. She knew how sick he was. And
now she was showing him the most kindness one could show something as sick and
perverted as he was. She was going to cast him out in private.
"I'm not going to cast you out, you fool. Inform Kaj that you are mine,
and she has no say over your life anymore, yes. Probably beat you bloody for
being stupid enough to think that I would hold you to blame for what was done to
you, absolutely. But cast you out for something you had no control over?
Never,"
He huddled on the floor at her feet. "But, Domma. My uncle he saw to it
that I was an embarrassment. That even if the day ever came that I got away,
the first person to find out the truth would not want anything to do with me."
"Perhaps in that warped world you used to live in that was so. But we
are not like them. We do not blame the victim." She tugged on his leash. "Now
up on the table with you. I am going to make you feel ever so much better."
She went to get the bag and hose, along with the famous blue oil. "This should
leave you feeling cleaner than you have in a long time, and make your time with
Fain that much more fun." She waited until the water was near scalding before
filling the bag. Un-stopping a bottle, she emptied its entire contents into the
bag. Laying it to one side to give it a little time to cool some. She stood
over him smiling. "So you are a fan of the kennels Hmmm?" She stroked his
hair. "Though I never much thought of them, because my other two men would not
welcome them. It isn't unheard of here." She bent to kiss him. "Now, while I
am letting the water cool some, let's see what we can do about this hair of
yours.
"You still going to keep me with you?"
Her smile only deepened. "Yes, but your have two different masters now
that will see to it, you don't have to seek the kennel's often for pleasure."
He closed his eyes as he felt a warm tingling heat infuse his scalp. "I
never sought them Domma, my uncle always had to drag me down, knowing what would
happen there." Bright silver eyes, so full of shame and self-disgust met her
green. It was the height of his day to watch me give myself over to the dogs.
And by the time he got me there, and the dogs started. I no longer cared." He
turned his face into her hand that was helping his hair to grow, "I wanted to
die, he and all those things that came with him. They found my crying in
pleasure as I came with a dog on top of me, and another licking at my balls."
He sobbed. "I'm sorry Domma, I didn't want to do it. But I had no say, and by
the end, if felt so good. I didn't want them to stop. So very little felt good
to me."
She moved her hands down his body, leaving his hair, which was now, when
he stood, would fall straight and glossy to past his buttocks. She had wanted
to treat Jerrick to the same kind of treatment but silly old ninny, wanted to
grow it the old fashioned way.
The scars under her hands began to fade. "Some might call me perverse,
and maybe I am. But I won't have one of my men carry scars like these." A
single tear slipped from her eyes as she healed the branding on his right ball
sack. "If it hadn't been because I have seen Fain and the damage they did him.
I would probably run screaming from this." She continued to stroke him talking
to him softly. "Did you know he was eight when they branded him?"
"They did me, as they killed both my father and grandfather, so they
could die, knowing my fate." He felt her warm breasts as she pressed his head
into them,
"Ssshh, it's, gone baby. And no one is ever going to do that to you
again. Just as soon as the other priestesses who have gone to help the Merican
women and children who are dying in the streets. I'll have your cuffed and
marked as my third and final consort. The mark is a tattoo, not a brand. And
you will never feel it. Like your piercings, when I do your marking, I will
block the pain."
He held her, crying softly. "You still want me? Even after all you
know of me, you still want me?"
"Yes, I want you. Furthermore with you as my consort. I won't have to
worry about making sure that I give children to my consorts before you. Oh I
still plan to gift your master first, but if my time just happens to be upon me,
and all I have with me is you, then, oh well." He moaned as she kissed him. "I
wonder how the water will feel now?"
"It doesn't matter how hot it is Domma. I have had much worse forced
into me than just hot water."
She hushed him, as she released the knob letting a trickle of water flow
over her wrist. "I don't know about those sick fucks that got such a perverted
thrill seeing how much they could make you scream. But I only want to help you,
not hurt you." She patted his leg. "Now roll over, and let me do just that."
* * *
"I know it's late Kalla, but Finna is the only one left of my trainees
that is over sixteen and still a maid. I won't send a virgin out, not with
these monsters that are, out there, in the night."
"I would seriously doubt your sanity if you had Kaj. So, Cay's going to
do the honors?"
"No, Mistress." Caytin took the girls hand, kissing it gently. "The
honor is all mine."
"But your aren't one of the bedwarmers. What good will it do us if I
come away from you with child?" Finna wasn't a shy girl, she had been hoping
that her mother would finally be able to afford Tallin's mating price as her
first consort. But he was free now, and had gone with his lady and soul.
"Though I can't promise that, that, won't happen Finna. I can promise
to do my best to keep it from happening. I will not achieve release in you."
She thought about it. "And I really do need to do this, don't I?"
"I wouldn't be here waking you and your mother up, if it wasn't that
important. It's not the Catimine's that are our enemies, but the Taberon. And
our Warrior's need to know that. They can't take to just killing wholesale
until one of the priestesses get there."
Finna nodded. "Okay, I'll do it." She looked at her mother, "You knew
eventually I would have to become a woman. I am not like you. Shelli is nice
and all, but I've always preferred men to women."
"You do this girl, and my word as your chieftess. Upon your return, you
will be given the first pick of the new men we have. Out side of the ones that
belong to my house and women already.
"If the Catimine's aren't our enemy, what chance do I have with one of
those, two or is it three? They are almost pretty enough to be girls, which
should thrill my mother to no end.
"If I know my sister, only half as well as I think I do, we have exactly
one left. And he is only twelve. But I promise him to you if you are willing
to wait just a few more cycles. And promise to make him your first consort.
Then he is yours."
"Do I have to wait until he's fifteen to bring him home? I won't
disgrace him, but it would be nice to have the chance for us to get to know each
other. He will be back in the Men's Quarter's in the Armory under my fathers
care by the twelfth bell every night."
"For now, it would probably be better if you moved into my house to be
near him. But we will talk about this after you return. I hate your first has
to be this way, but I have to warn my women. And I don't dare go myself.
Because I am pregnant."
"So, Kaj, can I offer you a glass of wine or something? There is going
to be no rest for any of us tonight. Just as soon as my girl becomes a woman,
she is going to be off. And I won't go back to bed, and neither will Shelli
until we bid her good hunting."
