The King's Hybrid Slave

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This is for mature 18+ FYI: Once the book goes to the completed status, it will begin the process as a pay-to-read book. VOTE & POST a recommendation to help promote this story A BIG THANK YOU to all for reading this story! ENJOY! --- Approx: 3000 Years Ago Keyara's (Key-ah-rah) POV: "After you get one bucket of milk, collect the eggs and bring them in here so we can get Master his morning boiled eggs." My mother told me as she kneaded the bread dough. "Yes, mother," I responded to her as I wiped my hands on my apron before walking out of the room. I walked over and grabbed one of the wooden buckets and carried it on my head with both hands to help steady it out to the stables that housed our one cow and chickens. My mother and I are the only ones that tend to our Master's needs. He's not wealthy enough to have several servants so we are required to do all the chores and take care of the manor and tend to every order from our Master. Mother says that one day he might find a nice woman with a plentiful dowery and then maybe he will be able to hire more help for around the manor. I don't think it will ever happen. The man is a dirty coward of a man who can be rough with women. A nice woman would never be interested and he's not wealthy enough for any of the eligible lady's fathers to want to arrange a marriage with him either. I'm not sure why we still work for him but mother says he's always treated us well, for the most part, other than the few smacks now and then, and that we can't be certain that another Master would be as easy to work for as him. He may be easy to work for but he sure has a sour attitude with perverted eyes. Mother has never told me but I have accidentally come across him sitting in his chair while my mother undressed in front of him. As far as I know, he has never touched her, just likes to look at her. I fear that one of these days, his eyes may travel from my mother to me. I'm not sure if I will be able to control my anger if he were to ever have me undress in front of him or if his wandering hands were to touch me. I pull the wooden stool over to the side of the cow for me to sit with the bucket under the utters. It was a very long and tiring process to get the milk but after quite a long time, I finally had the wooden bucket filled with the milk. I carefully picked up the heavy bucket and placed it on my head to walk back into the manor. "Add some more wood to the fire real quick before you head back out," Mother instructed me as she got one of the ducks, that she was planning for dinner, hanging just outside of the door to dry after the head was cut off. I nodded to her as I walked past her to set the bucket on the table just inside the room. I walked back outside and grabbed a few pieces of wood and put them back on the fire. I stirred the hot pieces of wood around to try to get the fire going again. It had almost gone out by the time I had come back into the manor and we needed the fire to continue with the morning chores. I walked over and grabbed a small handbasket and placed a few cloths on the bottom before carrying it on my arm back out to the barn. I set the basket down on the ground as I grabbed a couple of handfuls of the grain and tossed it into the pen. All the chickens left their nests to come peck at as much of the food as they can. While they were pecking at the ground, I picked up the basket again and walked over to their nests, collecting all the eggs and carefully placing them in the basket. By the time I was walking back into the manor, mother was walking in right after me with a bucket of water that she would have gotten from down by the stream. "Keep time on the eggs, Master only likes four..." She started to say but I stopped her by being rude and cutting her off. "I know, I've been making his eggs for the last cycle of seasons," I told her and she gave me a glare. "Sorry, mama," I told her and she nodded with a smile. "Now, get the water in the pot and get it boiling before adding the eggs." She told me and I nodded as I started to get everything around. --- Mother and I stood along the back wall of the dining hall as our Master ate his eggs and bread. The candles were flickering from the light breeze that swept through the manor to help cool it down from the rising morning temperatures as the sun started to rise. We stood there, with our heads tilted down as we waited for him to finish. We knew it was time to gather the plate and cup when we heard his wooden chair scrap across the wood floor as he pushed back to indicate that he was done. "Keyara, stay behind a moment," Master said just as I was getting ready to gather the candles while mother picked up the plate and cup. "Yes, Master," I responded as I gave an unsure look to my mother before she walked out of the room. He doesn't normally want just me and it made me nervous that he had asked for me to stay behind and not finish my chores. "Come a little closer. Let me take a look at you," He said. I nervously placed the candles back on the table as I turned and took one step closer to him. "My, you have really blossomed in the last season," He told me as he started to look me over, making me even more nervous at the thought of what he would be thinking. "Thank you, Master," I responded politely. He reached over and grabbed my wrist and pulled me around to the front of him. He stood up from his chair, hovering over me with his tall height. I looked down so I wouldn't be disrespectful for looking into his eyes. I felt him place his hand under my chin and lift, forcing me to look up at him even though I knew that it was wrong and rude for me to do so. "Take your gown off," He ordered me as he looked harshly into my eyes. "I want to see if you've matured enough to give birth," He said and my eyes widened. "I don't understand, why..." I started to backtalk and before I knew it, his hand was across my face, smacking me hard. "Do not disrespect me by questioning my orders!" He shouted as I placed my hand on my cheek to try to calm the stinging I felt radiating through my skin. "I'm sorry Master," I apologized. "Have you had your first bleed?" He asked and I slowly nodded as my lip started to tremble. "Good, now do as you were told and drop your gown!" He ordered in a louder voice. "Yes, Master," I responded in a shakey voice as I slowly reached behind my back with shaking hands to untie my apron. Once I pulled the apron off, I took my hands and pushed on the sleeves of the gown that rested on my shoulders until they fell down my arms. The gown easily just fell off my body to the floor, leaving me completely without a cloth covering my naked body. His eyes looked all over my body as if I was a piece of fruit to sweeten the taste on his tongue. "Your hips are perfect for childbirth and those breasts will fill nicely with milk." He told me, causing me to feel a sudden shudder through my body. "When was your last bleed?" He asked as he started to undo the rope around his body that held his cloth around him. "I think seven sunrises ago," I told him and he smiled as he pulled open his cloth, revealing his naked hard manhood. I was about to run when he took his hand and pushed me down onto my back on the wooden table. I started to scream as he placed his body between my legs. "Please, Master! No!" I screamed as I hit him with my fists but all that earned me was another smack in the face. "Others have discovered that slaves are cheaper than paid servants. You will produce slaves!" He shouted as I cried at the thought of having his disgusting offspring. I looked behind me and saw the iron candelabra that held the candlesticks that were used during his breakfast. I grabbed it just as I felt his hard shaft against my body. I screamed as I grabbed ahold of it and swung my hand as hard as I could. The candelabra hit him hard on the side of the face. He took a few uneasy steps to the side and away from me. Blood was running down the side of his face and he looked very uneasy on his feet. I got off of the table as fast as I could and I hit him again in the face, screaming in anger with each hit that I made. His body fell to the floor with a hard thud. I screamed again in pain and anger as I hit him again as hard as I could. "Keyara!" I heard my mother call as she grabbed my hand that had the candelabra. "Oh my!" She gasped in shock. "I think he's dead!" She cried in fear as she grabbed my gown from the floor and covered me with it. "Do you realize what will happen to you for killing our Master?" She hissed as I slipped my gown back over my head. "You need to run, as far as you can!" She said as she grabbed my hand and pulled me through the manor. I walked quickly with her as she took me out the back door. "Run and don't ever come back!" She yelled at me. "What about you? Mama!" I cried as my heart started to hurt from the pain. "Someone needs to take the fall or they won't ever stop looking for you!" She told me and the tears started to run down my cheeks. "Come with me, please!" I cried to her but she shook her head as she pushed me out of the manor and into the now pouring rain. "Now, Keyara! You can't let them catch you!" She shouted at me. "Never come back!" She shouted again as I ran from the manor and into the trees. "Remember what you are!" I heard her distant voice as I ran. I ran into the trees and then stopped as I looked back at the manor. My mother was no longer standing at the door. I wiped the tears from my eyes but it was useless with the amount of crying I was doing along with all the rain hitting me in the face. I turned and ran farther into the trees. The farther I ran, the thicker the trees became and the darker it got. Looking up, you couldn't see the sky at all and even the rain appeared to have let up but all it really was, was the thick trees and their branches stopping the rain from getting to the forest floor. It was so hard to breathe, the air was so sticky from the rain and my heart was beating so hard against my chest that I had to sit down on the nearby fallen tree. I looked around and that's when I realized that I had no idea where I was going and had no idea where I was. Even if I wanted to go back to my mother at the manor, I wouldn't be able to find my way back to her. I was lost. "Why the tears, my dear?" I heard a deep sexy voice suddenly, causing me to jump up from the tree and look around, only to not see anyone. "Who's there?" I shouted as I turned around quickly. "Why so scared?" I heard him ask again from a different location, confusing me with what was going on. "Show yourself!" I shouted into the air. I screamed when I turned and there stood a very tall man. A man much taller than my Master. He was very handsome in his own deathly scary way. "Who are you?" I asked him as I took a step back. "Tiberius (Tai·bee·ree·uhs), my dear. What is your name?" He asked me and I swallowed hard at the sexy way his voice sounded to my ears. I had never heard a voice sound so enticing before. It just drew you into the sound of it, captured you by all of your senses. You wanted to answer the questions even if everything about the man screamed danger. "Keyara," I told him and he smiled. My eyes widened when his smile bared his teeth. He had very large pointed teeth at the top and on the bottom. I screamed when his eyes turned to a bright glowing red color. I turned to run as fast as I could but I only got a few steps before he had ahold of me, pulling me into his warm hard chest. "Keyara, my dear, why are you running?" He asked deeply into my ear, causing the tears to fill my eyes again before they fell down my cheeks like a stream. "You...something is wrong with you." I stuttered out as his warm lips touched the side of my neck. "Shhh, I promise I will be gentle." He whispered causing me to whimper in fear as more hot tears filled my eyes. I screamed in pain when I felt a piercing pain in the side of my neck as he bit down on me hard. I tried to pull away but he was so strong that I felt like I was bolted to his body, unable to move. My voice hitched in my throat shortly after I let out the scream. It was almost as if I could no longer make a sound. The pain shot through my body and into my chest, hurting my heart as if it was going to stop beating. I felt so cold, like death as my vision started to fade. The last thing I remembered before my life faded was the feeling of my body falling into his.