The Slave

Chapter 5

       Is it wrong for me to say, 'That all I think about is a billion and one ways to hurt you, to end you? I want you dead. But before that, I want to hurt you. Hurt you so bad. Drive you mad with the pain I'll inflict on you. I've dreamed of the day, the day that...I kill you. Not by my hands, but by my hands. To test your blood. Cold. Frozen. Congealed. Dry. I want you...dead.'    

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The feeling of warmth and safety was all I felt as I started to wake up from my sleep. To be honest I was waking up from the best sleep I had ever had. I dreamed of nothing. It was just endless darkness, but it wasn't the bad type of darkness.   

No.

It was the type that was conforting. I felt strong, powerful even.

I felt...good?

Yer. I felt good.

When I tried to sit up, I couldn't. It felt as if hands and legs were holding me down, stopping me from moving. Fear began to move in me like blood. I quickly opened my eyes, to look at my surrounding. As I look at the room I was in, the memory of yesterday can back to me as if a light boob was switched on, in my head. I was being cuddled by both Seth and Lieon. They had their arms and legs wrapped around me like a teddy bear. The feeling of my mate's made me feel safe, strong and something else. But I had no idea what it was.

I waited for then to wake up and release me from their strong hold. It took more than an hour before they wake up. At first when they woke up, they only snogged closer to me keeping their eyes closed while they were at it. Then minutes passed before Lieon opened his golden colored eyes and looked at me.

I quickly bowed my head and said "Good morning, Master." But Lieon didn't say anything to me, he didn't even make a sound. I felt his eyes on me and I knew he was staring at me. Which made me to start feeling nervous. Questions began to run around my head, like kids on a pray ground going through sugar rush.

Did I not please them well last night?

Was I not supposed to sleep on their bed with them?

Was my breath stinking?

Did I have something on my face?

Was I good enough for them?

I began to feel insecure, anxious.

The voices–

The feeling of Lieon hands on my face slapped me out of my thoughts, my mind. I involuntarily snapped my head up, to look at him. His face held no emotions, but his eyes did. His eyes where filled with care and gentleness. At this moment I was sure I was safe and cared for, even though I knew it would not last. But at this moment I felt precious and I was satisfied. He looked at me. He did not just look at me but he... looked at me. I felt like he couldn't see me, that he could see through me and inside me. It was the first time anybody ever look at me like that. First time anyone ever really looked at me.

"Go clean yourself up slave," his voice sounded deep and sexy from sleep making me to feel as if sparks were running all over my body like ants. As I started to move, I realized that they were no longer holding me. I quickly scrambled of the bed and walked quickly into the bathroom, although the art of walking at that moment way painful. But this pain was nothing to me, as a s*x slave I've felt worst. I didn't lock the door when I entered, because my formal Master forbid me from doing so, plus I don't know anything about my new masters. They had not yet given me rules to follow, so I decided to follow my formal Master's rules and all the other rules for humans.

Just to be on the safe side.

I looked at myself, in the floor to ceiling mirror. The bite marks my mate's left on my both shoulders, where healed and now permanent scares on my once scarless skin. They had imprinted on me. Marking and claiming me as theirs. Looking at the marks they left on my body made me feel something for the first time, about the s*x marks that normally married my skin. I wasn 't exactly sure about what I felt, but I felt something. Not thinking too much about it, I ignored my feelings like usual and got into the shower, counting every minute I spent in it. I was never allowed to spend much time in the shower. Ten minutes was the shortest time I spent in the shower and fifteen was the longest. Master said I wasn't worth the water. So I always make sure I cleaned every inch of my body, with the ten minutes I had.

When I got out of the shower. I saw ox blood colored clothes folded neatly, a jewelry box, a bottle of body cream, body spray and oil nearly placed on the table. I assumed it was meant for me so I quickly dried my body and used the body care products provided, then wore the clothes. I looked at myself in the mirror and I was wearing a long skirt that kissed the ground with two slits. One at each side of my hips. The top was a crop top with wings as the sleeves.

I exited the bathroom expecting to see my new masters waiting for me, but instead I saw Zhail standing outside with an irritating bright smile on his face. He was wearing a black jalabia this time, with three golden button's at the top.

"Good morning," Zhail greeted me, with sun shine Barbie smaile on his face.

"Morning?" I said back ,with less enthusiasm.

"The Masters said I should bring you down for breakfast".

"Okay." We walked out of the room with Zhail leading the way. I had no idea where he was taking me to. The Masters house is huge, there where lots of hallways and doors. We went down the stairs. And I say stairs, I mean lot of stairs. Zhail lead me to a breath taking garden. There where different flowers beautiful arranged. God, I wish I knew at least some of them by name. I'm not educated, I don't know how to read or write. A slave doesn't need to know that, especially not a s*x slave. But I was well educated in the art of s*x and pleasure. Zhail took me to a green house made out of glass. In the center of the green house Seth and Lieon sat with five more people. They where siting around a round table made of glass, with different types of breakfast appropriate food on the table. It ranged from cakes, to pancakes, to sausages, to waffles, coffee, tea... I could just go on and on, but I won't. We stopped and stood in front of the table, with our heads bowing down to them.

"Masters." Zhail and I said at the same time.

"Leave." Seth said in a bored tone to Zhaile.

"Thank you Mater." Zhaile said, then left.

There where eight sits around the table, seven were occupied and the only free sit was between Seth and Lieon. I stood in front of them dumbly. With no idea of what to do or what will happen next. Like the good slave that I am, I stood waiting for my new Masters oder.

"Come and sit. Slave." The word slave rolled out of Lieon's mouth like an after though.

"Thank you, master." I quickly and quietly sat down between them, making sure to keep my head bowed.

"What do you want to eat?" Lieon asked me, as he picked up the plate in front of me.

"Anything you want me to eat, Master." I'm a slave, I have no right to chose the food I want to eat or when I want to eat. The food on the table looked delicious but I had zero appetite for it. I hate eating breakfast before 10am. Anytime I eat breakfast before that time I always end up feeling nauseated. Plastering a smile of appreciation on my face I watched through my annoyingly long and thick lashes as Lieon piled up pancakes, waffles, eggs and sausages on my plate. I couldn't eat this. It was too much. Lieon set the plate in front of me, then felled the glass by my side with orange juice. I was petrified.

Do you know why?

No.

Let me tell you.

One; I hate breakfast. It make me feel like vomiting my insides out. Two; I have never eaten this much food before and Three; I was scared of remain it and my new Masters would be angry with me, I didn't want them to think that I'm an ungrateful bratty slave.

This is t*****e.

I hide my look of mortification with a smile, as usual. I stared at the food till Seth grumbled out the word, "Eat." I quickly picked up my fork and said "Thank you, Masters." Then I began to eat myself to death.

"May I speak to your mate...

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Turn on me.

Don't worry, you won't be the first.

But wait.

Before you turn, watch as the maggots eat me alive.

The maggots you birthed.

Shhhhh...

Hear as they moan in pleasure.

It most be sweet.

I'm I dead?

Yes.

Now you can turn.