A New Slave

[questor]

The sky was grew and overcast with clouds. A storm was coming and in the distance the flashing of lightning could be seen and the sound of thunder heard. People moved about the sidewalks, looking into windows of various stores or entering them to buy something or buying things from vendors on the streets. The carriage rolled over the cobble stone street as the clattering of the horses metal shoes filled the air.

The carriage stopped and the driver got down from his perch and moved to the door. Jason's coachman, body servent, butler, or as Jason often said close confidant, opened the door to the coach to allow him to step down on to the sidewalk. Before him was the massive stone building that held the slave market. Jason was there to buy a slave.

Jason was a fairly rich man of only 25 years of age. His parents had died in an accident and their entire fortune, castle and island in the bay had been left to him. He had just returned from the war. A bloody conflict over a piece of land he thought was not worth the cost of so many lives. He was now a civilian, though some still called him Captain, a title he figured he would always bear.

"Well William, we will see what kind of slave girls they have here today." He pulled his long cloak about him as a gust of cold wind blew down the street. He looked at the darkening clouds and shook his head and walked to the two massive iron doors to the Slave Market. Inside the entrance way were a number of vendors selling various foods to the patorns as they waited for the auctions to begin. These he passed up and went down to the pens to see what the merchandise was like before the auction began.

There were all types of slaves there. Those for working in the fields, or doing menial housework, or those to be sold for working in the various mines. Then there were the ones destined to become pleasure slaves. Most were prisoners of war, brought back from the war as spoils of the war. His deep green eyes moved over the cages and cells that contained the slaves. Most were a motley looking lot, fit only for hard work and nothing more. Strong backs, that would soon be bent and broken under the taskmasters.

Finally he came to the cells that contained the women that had been brought back to be pleasure slaves. They had been chosen because of their looks and health. He moved slowly about the large cell like enclouser. The once fashonable clothing was now torn and stained. Some almost had nothing to cover themselves with. There were a few he looked over carefully at a distance, ones he would possibly bid on.

[Xuxa_Rene]

Jewel woke with a start. The smell was the first thing to hit her she groaned. She attempted to stand up but was dragged back to the ground. She brought her hands to her neck. Ahh that’s right she was shackled. She had been captured. She remembered that now. She smiled remembering the fight that she put up. She had injured many of the guards that had tried to get her. Only after being injected with something was she subdued.
Jewel was a tall, big breasted woman. She had flawless skin. She was slightly pale in colour. She had long hair. She had feisty green eyes. She noticed that her hands as well were pinned and tied behind her back. She smiled. They were scared of her. A woman, she wasn’t sure of her exact age but that didn’t matter. She knew what this was. A slave market. She heard the horror stories of these. She looked down at her attire. Her clothes had all been ripped from her. Only her most private places were covered. She was cold and wet and sore but she made no reaction to anything. These people would not break her.

She closed her eyes. She couldn’t get the images of her family being killed in front of her. She had then gone to fight in the war she had killed, she would never admit to that though, that would mean her death. Other men got her credit. Now she was captured.
She noticed the man staring into her cell. She stood again and lunged at the doors only to be wrenched painfully backwards. Her fiery eyes bore into the mans. Many others were acting flirty with him, obvisoly sold again and used to this and enjoyed it. Others were scared looking away. Not Jewel she was almost growling at him.

The guard laughed at her. “You are feisty now, just wait till you are sold to a master that beats some respect into you” There was a moment of understanding that crossed her face. Quickly Jewel moved to make her face blank again. She didn’t want them to know that she understood their language and understood many languages for that matter. These people were responsible for her family and many others death. Sure she had a bit of her revenge. She then got a wicked idea. If she was sold to someone from these country and even better someone that was in the army she could get all the revenge that she wanted.

Her country was no more. Not that it really mattered, she said to herself. Her family had been travelers. Many wanted to take advantage of Jewel and her talents. She was a great healer and was very smart. She understood all languages. No one was sure how or why but all spoken and written things Jewel understood and remembered. She held her head up and stared into the eyes of the guard who took a couple steps back. A sly smile slid on to her face. She knew that she frightened him. It didn’t matter who bought her.

She wondered just briefly if this sex thing was as good as it sounded. She heard the moans of pleasure in the tents of the men. She knew that would be the point where a man would be at his weakest. That would be the prefect time to get her revenge one more person being punished for what they did to her country. A scrap of land that wasn’t even that big or even had that many resources. So why did they attack? It didn’t matter she scolded herself. The fact is that they attacked and did not even leave one stone ontop of the other.
Yes they needed to be punished. She again stood and looked at the stranger. She thought she recognized him from the battle. Time would tell if this man would bid on her. She didn’t break eye contact with him.

The guard looked at the stranger. “I wouldn’t if I were you” He started to whisper. “She put three of men out, nearly killed them, she was found in battle gear, had cut her hair, it took an injection to get her in here. That is why she is chained, broke another man jaw and nose until her hands were tied behind her back, we kept her drugged didn’t want her damaged before the sale”
Jewel smiled slightly then it was gone again. Only if someone was watching would they catch that she understood what was going on and what was being said.

[questor]

Jason had moved slowly around the sides of the large cage like cell. One could walk all the way around it so they could look at all of the beauties inside. There was a good selection of women. They varied in many ways but all had good figures and lovely faces to go with them. There were those with red hair, brown and black and a few blonds. Short and tall, a good mixture that was pleasing to the eye. The ones that had captured them had remarkable good taste. It was a difficult choice to make. When he saw one he liked he motioned for the head guard to open the cage and bring the one he wanted to look at forward.

"Aye Captain." The guard replied each time. He was well known in the capitol. His exploits had been told again and again at many a tavern and any place a bard could tell the stories of the war. His had been a special unit that had lead to many victories. Also he was now a rich man and his family had been well know even before the war. So the Head Guard was pleased to do his bidding, knowing full well that he might be rewarded for his services.

When he motioned for one to be brought to him, the guard told him of what she had done. Jason laughed and said that those men should be stripped of their rank and punished for letting a woman best them. Then he looked at the Head Guard. "Are you afraid of her?" he raised a brow.

The Head Guard's hardened. "Of course not." he quickly answered.

"Then release her hands. I wish to see her as she should be." Jason walked around her letting a hand move over the skin of her shoulders and down to her tits. "Marvelous." he said. As the guard moved to undo her bonds he stepped back to look at her. "Kneel in the position of a pleasure slave, Slave." Jason commanded.

Jason readied himself, for he figured she would try something. He had been trained well by a master in the art of hand to hand self defense. At his side he also carried a slave whip. It would not mar the skin, but would be very painful.

[Xuxa_Rene]

Jewel continued to glare into the eyes of both men. When he choice her she nearly groaned why not one of the women that were flirting with him? Or the ones that were cowering in the corner surely they would be easier to break. She growled at the guard as he stepped forward as she was released from the wall she grinned. She was free from one of her bounds. She walked with her head held high as the others gasped not bowed like all the others. They tried to warn her but she showed no signs of anything.

She hissed at him as she was touched. "Get your hands off of me or lose them" She growled out, thinking he couldnt understand her since she spoke in her own tongue not this lands tounge. She struggled against her bounds. She hated the collar around her neck. It bit into her skin but she ignored the pain. The words made her smile. Yes the guard was scared of her. She had injured many men. Her brothers and father had trained her well before they had to go to the war. She was the eldest and they had no mom so she would have to protect their home. She knew how to shoot a gun too, but that of course wouldn’t help her now. She had no one. She resisted the urge to rub her raw wrists she was not going got show either of these two men any weakness.

As the order was given Jewel smiled she understood what he said but showed no understanding of it. She eyed him up and down. She noticed the whip. Ahh so that is how he was going to control her or try to. She looked at him and then smiled a sly smile. “Nice whip you have there” She sneered in her own language. The rest of the slaves gasped but Jewel lifted her head and stared into the mans eyes. She knew that was a no. The small training that they tried to give her told her that. She didn’t care she wanted to show this man that she was not frightened. She hated him already. Perhaps he was the one that killed her sister then as she was breathing her last raped her.

The main guard tried to smack her Jewel acted swiftly and kicked at the man’s knee popping it out of its socket. He went down in the same moment acting out of instinct she lifted her hand to break the new man’s nose. In the back of head she knew she was going to feel the whip but it didn’t matter. He was not going to break her. He would have to kill her first.

[questor]

Jason shook his head a bit as he listened to her scream out her definace. He understood her every word but did not let on that he did. He could see she was not afraid of him or the head guard. The guards were men and frightened the other women considerably. But they were only train somewhat in the use of a sword and pistol but not in hand to hand combat as the military was. They were only good to guard the slaves and force unarmed male slaves to do what they were told with the whip or sword.

Jason though was even more adept at hand to hand, martial art fighting. He had taken it upon himself to learn it and it had served him well while he had been in the army. His unit was a special one. It was behind the lines alot attacking and destroying supplies or taking out selected targets. When the main forces would attack, him and his men would attack from within or from behind the enemy, throwing them into confusion. Many a time he had to defend himself with just his hands, even against armed opponents.

He raised a brow when she kicked the head guard and dislocated his knee. The fool should have seen that coming. He easily blocked her blow at his face and he grabbed her wrist and twisted her arm in a way that was very painful and controling. He also used a pressure point on her inner wrist that also caused pain. He held her arm streached out from her, making it impossible for her to draw it in or bend it.

"I said on your knees, in the position of a pleasure slave." he spoke to her in her own language. It had been very helpful to learn the language of your enemy.

[Xuxa_Rene]

Jewel was proud of herself seeing the guard on his side in pain. That was short lived though as her wrist was grabbed. She turned to the man and had to bite the inside of her cheek to stop from crying out. They would not break her nor would she let them know that they hurt her. She struggled slightly but that only resulted in more pain.

Stupid! She yelled at herself Her brother and father would be so ashamed of her. Doing something so stupid! It was a rookie mistake. Now she had done it. She stared at him still trying to mask the pain.

When he spoke in her language she was scared but kept it from her face. Never let your enemy know your thoughts she slightly said. If he knew her language it meant he understood all what she had said. “Ahh so you are not as stupid as the guards here” She sneered.

Again she was ordered to the ground. She laughed. “No” The other slaves gasped. She smiled “Since I have not been bought I am not a slave” She then looked up at him with a cocked face and fake curiosity. “What does a slave position look like” She waved her other arm. “Why don’t you tell me?”
She was beginning to feel faint from the pain and bile was building up. She refused to be sick though, she would not be sick, although vomiting over these men would be a good laugh” She smiled at the thought of it.

“So you going to show me how a slave is supposed to kneel?” She kept eye contact something that none of the other slaves would do, and had tried to show and tell her never to raise her head unless given permission but Jewel wasn’t going to let him lower her like that. She tapped her foot impatiently “Well you going to show me or not?”

[questor]

Jason laughed as she put on a good show. He knew she was in pain. During his training with the Master Martial Arts Instructor he had felt the pain and he had done it to a number of enemy soldiers as well. So he knew she was in pain and her voice when she spoke could not hide it.

Those that were being resold immediately went into the position. They knelt and rested their asses on their heals. Their legs were spread wide, their backs straight and chests out. Their heads were hung down so they looked at the ground. They had been flirting and smiling a bit before, but now that they knew a Master might be angry they became frightened and did not wish to offen.

Jason moved her around by placing his other hand on the arm he had twisted and could easily move a person about. "There you see what pleasure slave position in. Look well and burn it into your mind. For soon you will be sold and under the law obey your master." He then moved her so she had to walk a bit and then with a quick move of a foot he hit her behind one of her knees, causing it to bend. The movment and her weight would do the rest.

Again he laughed. "You will be sold and you will become a pleasure slave." he smiled and continued. "Do you know that all women really want to be a slave to a man. That as a slave girl you are more free then any free woman." he looked down at her, "I see you do not believe me. A slave girl has no worries except to please her master. Once she has found how to please him and does so, she is treated well. She does not have to worry about buying food or clothes. It is provided. She will go everywhere her master goes."

More guards came in and two helped the Head Guard out of the cell. When he was gone a large man with a bald head came down a ramp and into the slave pens. He was told quickly of what had happened and he sent a man up the ramp and two more men came down dressed in black leather. He then entered the cell with the two men and approached Jason and Jewel. "This one will not sell good till she is broken. No one will want her like this." the man spoke.

Jason chuckled. "So she would not bring a good price you say. So if I give you ten gold now, will you sell her to me?"

The man laughed. "I see you can see an opportunity when it comes. Aye. It would cost me more in medical bills for my men then she would get on the auction block. Ten gold it is then."

"Good. Bring the papers." Jason said, and one of the men hurried off and came back with the papers that would forever make her a slave. The Large, bald man signed them and Jason let go of her arm and took the papers and handed the man a small bag of gold coins. "There is a little extra in there for your troubles." Jason smiled.and then looked at Jewel. "You now are my slave."

[Xuxa_Rene]

Hearing his laughter made her angry. That she kept under wraps though. Anger is only fear shown outwards her father always taught her. She kept her face blank. She was getting weaker on her feet. She wouldn’t waiver nor complain. She kept her head high. She smiled. She had always been told that her smile could make people feel uneasy.

As she was turned around she had to refocus as for a few seconds everything went black. She looked at the women and did her best to remain blank. “I will never be like that for I will never be bought, no one wants a disobedient woman they want a humble one” She spat out.
She was feeling weaker by the moment and was not expecting him to knock out her knees and with no arms to steady herself she was knocked down to the ground.

She listened to his words and showed no reaction. She faught the temptation to roll her eyes “I will never please murderers” She whispered with malice in her voice. She was an icy woman and it pleased her that she had gotten some revenge and killed a few men and maimed others.
She grinned as the head guard was lifted out. “Serves you right” She mumble. With a wicked tone in her voice. No she had no remorse for hitting him rather kicking him.

She listened with detached interest to what the others were talking about. Ah so they were talking about her. She grinned at the comment. She was right she wouldn’t be sold, no one wanted her she was too wild, and they all wanted obedient and broken women. Not her. Maybe she was going to be able to get out of here, somehow escape. Then the dreaded words hit her ears. She was a slave. She showed no reaction for a few seconds then smiled. “Your funeral” she said in a low threatening voice.

[questor]

Jason shook his head. "I don't think so." He told her. He moved over to where she now knelt on the floor and removed the slave master's color and replaced it with his own. Then he grabbed it and pulled her head towards him. "This says 'I am the property of Jason Anderson. Now on your feet slave. You are no longer a free woman."

He watched her to make sure he was ready for any attack she might try. Now that she was his he could use the whip or any other means to control her. She evidently had been trained to fight as all the injured guards and those she had killed when captured. She would be a hard one to train but he figured that he would be able to do it.

[Xuxa_Rene]

“We will see” She growled out. She felt the one collar being removed but all too soon it was replaced with another one. She shook her head pulling back as he pulled her towards him. She was rewarded with a painful shooting pain. Her neck was raw and she was feeling even fainter now but this man would not win against her. She realized she was being stupid and just making herself weak.

“I belong to no man” She spoke in a low voice she slowly stood and glared at him still not bowing her head she had many thoughts running her head. She had been stupid, had acted out of revenge for her sister. Now she was sold. She still couldn’t her mind around that. She still showed no reaction. She had to play a part for a moment.

Then his words entered her had again she didn’t know the rules of being a slave so pulled away from him and took a defensive stance and brought up a fist again. “I will say again, maybe louder and slower you seem very stupid as all the men are in this pitiful country.” She said the next five words very slowly counting them off on her fingers I….BELONG…TO ….NO…MAN” She brought her fist up towards his jaw hoping that she would dislocate it.

[questor]

Her defiance was amazing. He was going to have fun breaking her and then training her. "They understand you not. They do not know your country's language." he told her. Then when she took up a fighting stance, he shook his head. "Have you not learned from your first attemp? It seems that you are the one that is very stupid."

When she lashed out at him, he side stepped and caught her arm and pulled her forward so she would hit the bars with a nice amount of force. He then took the whip from his belt and nodded to the two guards. They quickly grabbed her arms and held her against the bars as he drew back the slave whip and brought it forward across her ass cheeks. He delt her three more blows before he coiled the whip and replaced it on his belt. Then as the guard held her still he took out a thin but strong chain and attached it to the collar. "Now you will behave and do as you are told." he told her in a very stern tone.

He then took a step back and pulled on the chain as the guards now released her and stepped away from her. If she did not he would have her wrists manicaled behind her back.

[Xuxa_Rene]

Jewel listened to his words maybe she was acting foolish. She was collared, there was no way around that. He had told her what it said so there was no escape her only chance was to get into his good books then maybe when she got his trust he would take it off and then she could escape. Finish the dishing out the revenge. She would find the men that killed her sister and her family.

She felt as if everything happened at once. Suddenly she was thrown up against the bars. The sickening thud echoing hey body winced but she made no sound. As her wrists were grabbed she tried to break free but the guards just tightened their grips.

She felt the sting of whip. Her body instinctively arched and she had to bite the inside of her cheek hard to stop from crying out. She would not let this man hear any sounds come from her. She arched each time that the whip came down but still made no sounds although her body was screaming. Her face and head hurt from being thrown against the bars. Her wrists hurt from being held, her arms still hurt from being pulled. Now her ass hurt from the whipping

Feeling him close she moved her head trying to turn from him. That only made it easier for him to attach the chain. She hated him with everything that she had. It would mean her death she was certain of it but she had ever intention to kill him first chance that she got.

As he pulled his words repeated in her head she was acting stupidly. She had to act smarter not stronger right now. She couldn’t help but resist a little she hated being chained like this, the only thing worse was when they had blindfolded her along with all the chains but the chain proved too strong and she ended up falling to the ground. She cut her hands on the rough ground and her knees got scrapped. She stood strong though, ignoring the blood and stared into his eyes.

“You will not break me, kill me maybe but you will not break me ever”

[questor]

He pulled harder making her to move forward. Even if she did not show it in her face, he could tell that she was hurting. When she fell he chuckled. "Well now, look at the little animal I have." When she stood up he chuckled again. "Come and behave yourself." he told her. "Break you will, you have no idea of the ways that can be used to break you, and none will leave a mark." He pulled on the chain again and kept on walking.

"Do I have to manacal your wrists behind your back, and make a spectical of you?" he grinned. "Perhaps that is what is needed." Then he turned and grabbed a hold of the only piece of clothing on her, that covered her pussy and part of her ass and ripped it from her. "A slave wears clothing only if the Master desires it. "You will go naked until you show the proper attitude to your Master. "Try to strike me again and you will feel the whip again and have your wrists manicaled behind you."

He looked down into her eyes, his showing that he meant what he said. He then turned again and continued to walk down corridors till they came to the outside where his carriage was waiting. William decended from his seat on the carriage and opened the door to the carriage. "Get in." he told her. On the street there were many people, men and women. they gave her a brief look and that was it. The women gave her more of a snear the anything else and moved on turning their nose up into the air.

[Xuxa_Rene]

She didn’t care that she was bleeding. She knew he wouldn’t care either, no one cared for her now. She took stock of her injures. She was hurting but nothing was broken. She kept her defiant glare in her eyes. His words made her heat skip a beat. She couldn’t show him fear, he would really have her. She had been called worse then an animal so that didn’t bother her at all.


She shrugged when asked about her wrists. “If you want to be dirtied by my blood be my guest” She said with a sarcastic tone. The other slaves wanted to reach out to her, to give her advice to just listen and obey and her life would be good. They could not though not given permission to speak so they remained where they were silent with their heads bowed.


When we reached for the only fabric she had now she eyed him. If he touched her he would pay. Instead he ripped it from her. She felt humiliated but didn’t want to show it. Instead she cocked her head to the side. “Thanks I was too warm anyways” The goose bumps on her pale skin was proof to the contray though. She was cold, the storm was getting closer and the breeze was biting into her skin but she would not complain. Freezing to death wouldn’t be a too bad of a way to go.

As she was led out she eyed the people. She lifted her head higher and even winked at some of the women might have looked like it was directed at the men, it wasn’t of course but she wouldn’t correct him with whatever he thought. Sitting down she stared at him. She was now completely naked if he was to touch her he would feel that her body was cold as ice but she didn’t not shiver nor show any sign that she was hurting and cold. She stared at him and felt herself wondering if he was the man that had killed her family. He didn’t look like the one that had raped her sister, but she couldn’t be sure. Least not yet.

[questor]

Jason climbed into the carriage and shut the door behind him. He then sat down next to his slave. Leaning forward he opened the bench seat across from them and with drew two blankets. "Here put this around you." he told her as he placed his over him and relaxed a little bit. The air was quite cold now, coming in off the ocean. "OK William home." He called out.

The carriage started moving and soon was going at a good speed. The sounds of the horses' hooves on the cobble stones made a almost calming sound. "You had best get use to being a slave. Your body is mine to do with as I please, and I will enjoy it." he smiled. "Forget about your past, it does no good. Put behind you what you were and everything you had known."

He looked out the small window of the carriage and saw that they were descending from upper part of the city and down towards the dock and the bridge that would lead across to his castle. He was not nobility, but his family had been rich enough to make it their own. It was not his and the servants within were under his payroll now.

"If one dwells on the past their lives will be miserable. Especially in the last few years. Some memories can be good but yet bring misery at the same time. So forget them and prepare yourself for your new life as a slave."

[Xuxa_Rene]

Sensing him beside her Jewel stiffened but made no other reaction. He watched as he withdrew the blankets and for a moment felt relieved that he was going to give her a blanket. She was freezing but she didn’t want to seem as weak so she let the blanket fall to the ground. She would not be seen as weak. She sneered at him but made no other comment. Her body was racked in pain and she was cold and hungry. She hadn’t been fed in a long time as she did damage to anyone that came close to her so the guards had given up on getting near her. She wouldn’t let that show though.
She heard the command and stiffened how far was home? Where was his home? She inwardly sighed, not making a sound; it really didn’t matter where his home was. He had paid for her, and now she knew that he could do whatever he wanted she still planned to get her revenge. Even if her father and brothers would be angry at her right now, revenge was never good it normally got people into trouble.
She listened to his words and frowned. He was right but he had no right to say anything like that. He was pampered and spoiled. He had no experience in pain or loss. He didn’t lose his family in the war. He still has homeland. His people had invaded her country and robbed it, and for what she still wasn’t sure.
She turned and glared at him but didn’t speak. The hatred as clear in her eyes she sat there naked. Her body white and blotchy from the cold breeze she was clearly in need of food and was tired but she remained strong and silent just waiting for her time to come.

Looking through him out the window she wondered where she was going now. She was also trying to memorize her way back but it was going too fast to get much of a good look but she figured she had enough if she was ever able to get out. She knew the collar would have to come off first or she would just be returned to him.

[questor]

"Suit yourself." as she let the blanket drop to the floor of the carriage. "It will get colder by the time we reach the castle. He closed his eyes and tried to relax as the carriage continued on. She would learn and learn quickly if she wanted to survive she was going to have to obey and do what she was told, as well as take what he gave her.

The rain began to come down now and the air began to get even colder. Jason felt good in his warm blanket and listened tot he rumble of the wheels of the carriage and the hoof beats. He began to think of what he was going to do with his new slave to break her strong will to the point of accepting him as her master and doing what she was told. He opened one eye a bit and looked at her naked body. He would enjoy those lovely large tits and fucking her, and other things.

"You had best accept the blanket. You again are acting stupid by not accepting it and staying warm. What purpose does it serve to freeze when there is means to stay warm?"

[Xuxa_Rene]

Jewel glared at him then lifted her head but continued to ignore him. She found it funny she could kill him right now, his eyes were closed, but no she needed to know who this man was first and to see if he was connected to those that killed her people unprovoked.


He was the stupid ones. Only those that were not in control of their bodies felt cold. Same with hunger, that is what her father had taught her brothers, she had overheard but it had served her well so far. She had better control of her body then this man. She felt the air get colder but still refused to shiver.
A thought crossed her mind. She could get sick with no blanket then she would be weaker. She eyed the blanket she had a choice to make here. Seem weak now or really be weak with the fever later. When he opened his eyes she narrowed her eyes and then growled at him.


In one quick motion she grabbed the blanket and moved to the other side of the carriage and covered herself. “Only to stop you from looking at me like I am a piece of meat” She sneered at him. She didn’t dare close her eyes even as tired as she was. She couldn’t let her guard down around this man.

[questor]

He opened his eyes and looked at her. "Ah but my dear little slave girl, you are just that now. You are property to be bought or sold. You are no longer a free woman with the rights of a free woman." He could tell that it was for more then keeping herself covered that she finally took the blanket. "Now why don't you come back over here so I can enjoy that lovely body of yours. You know you should not be ashamed of showing it off. You should be proud of it and let everyone see it."

He wanted to squeeze her lovely large tits and sink his hard cock up into her pussy and ass. But he was going to have to wait on the last part for a bit, so that he could fully enjoy her. But he would not mind playing with her tits for awhile. Get her all horny and then see what she would do. He grinned more at the thought of that.

"I am not a monster, but I am the one that now owns you. You should really thank me for taking you out of that place. Who knows what could have happened to you there." Having paid the men that brought her there they would not have killed her. That would have been a waste of money to the Slave Master and his guild. They would have found menial work for her and would have applied the lash extensively to her.

From his satchel he took a ledger and looked at it. It was his appointment book that had dates and things that he had to do in the city. Though now out of the military, he had civic duties to perform since he was a wealth man and one of influence. "Tommorow I have to be back in the city to be on a pannel judge the actions of some soldiers that committed rape and murder during the war. That is something my people do not abide by. You will be coming with me so that your training can continue. You had best be on your best behavior."

[Xuxa_Rene]

Although she would never admit it the blanket did feel good. She had been cold for as long as she could remember. She knew that her defiant nature had brought that on herself. The other ones had gotten hot baths before the auction, while Jewel had gotten a cold one. Since no one could get close enough to her. She hadn’t gotten the same food either since she wouldn’t let anyone near her so all she got was what the other girls gave her. The doctor could only see her when she was sedated she didn’t want to go down without a fight, It hadn’t worked out for herself, She had lost weight and was very hungry. She glared at this man. He wouldn’t care though and she wouldn’t tell him.


She continued to glare at him. She rolled her eyes at his comment “Oh yes I will thank you for being paraded around naked and I will thank your people for destroying my home” She shook her head “I will stay here I need to keep an eye on you” She leaned against the wall. She wanted to sleep but couldn’t and wouldn’t she couldn’t let her guard down. She was in immense pain though but wouldn’t let that show either.



She watched him take out the ledger and looked it over. Hearing his plans she straightened her back. “And what would happen to said Soldiers, and why would your country care if some soldiers took a young girl killed her but just before she breathed her last raped her. Then continued to rape her even after she was dead?”

She froze she said too much, she didn’t want him knowing anything of her past. Damn her temper she had let it get the best of her again. She needed to throw him off what she had said so she moved the blanket so he had a quick glance of her complete nakedness. Quickly she recovered herself enjoying the warmth once more.

She then shot the look to him. “Are you going to parade me around naked again” She wanted the attention to be brought away from what she said. “And what do you mean I better behave myself, going to whip me again?”

She looked out the widow briefly, they were going too fast for her to jump. Her dearth would mean nothing right now she needed revenge, even if her father and brothers would be angry at her for seeking revenge. She needed to see them all pay. She couldn’t get the image of her sister’s face out of her mind. The silent scream etched forevermore on her face.


She glared at him. She had a flicker of hope in her. Maybe he wasn’t like the others that had done the murdering of the young and women. Did it really matter though? She shook her head. He had proven just to be like the others he didn’t care how pale she looked. Or the blood that had stained down her legs. It was clear that she had hungry she was not as full as all the other slaves he had turned down. Her neck was red and raw from her pulling at her chains. Her wrists were slightly bruised from being tied back but all he had done is laugh. No he was no different than anyone else in this country including the ones that had killed and raped her sister.

[questor]

He could not help but chuckle at her comments back to him. When asked about what would happened to the soldiers and why his country should care. He shugged his shoulders. "If they are found guilty, they will be executed. The headsman's ax. Why do we care. War is war. A soldier killing another soldier is something that is expected. Killing prisoners outright after they have been captured or they have surrendred is not tolerated. The senseless death of a person. Civilians are regarded the same way. They are free men and women and have rights and are protected under the law." he told her.

"During war we do not kill civilians unless they have been proven to be sabatours or enemy agents. We make sure of the facts before any are executed. For soldiers to act like wild beasts during war, to rape and kill innocent people, those that might someday become citizens of our kingdom is looked upon with disgust."

He shook his head and a look came over his face as he continued. "I have had soldiers shot for doing such things during the war. Witnesses from the villiages that the crimes had been committed gave accounts of what had happened. Evidence was brought forward and each and I had each and everyone of them executed. They disgraced themselves, their units, the army and their families."

He looked at her. "You wonder why we took people slaves don't you." He chuckled. Your own old government agreed to it as part of the terms of their surrender. So that they could become part of our government and govern over some of the new lands that are now ours. That is why you are a slave now."

As for behaving tommorow and will you be naked when I take you with me. Well that all depends on you. Obey and submit and you will be treated kindly. You will wear the slave garment and sandles. Misbehave and I will parade you around naked, for all the men to see. If you are wanted to be treated badly, and have the whip used, that I can do and will not hesitate to use. That is if you wish to be stupid about it all." his voice was calm and matter of fact.

[Xuxa_Rene]

Listening to the words she frowned. It was hopeless the only one that could testify about the rape was her and she was now a slave and was certain that she wouldn’t be allowed to testify. The little glimmer that she had now died her sister was never going to be justified. She shook her head and leaned it against the wall. The rest of what he said barely registered. Until he said that he had people, his people shot.

She wrinkled her brow. “Now I know you lie to me, you wouldn’t care if a young woman say two years younger then me got raped and murdered. It is the spoil of wars.” She couldn’t hide the hurt from her eyes this time. She took a deep breath then her angry defiant look was back. She shook her head. “Ahh there is the loophole, I knew there was one, you need to have witnesses, we all belong to you know so no one will ever deify you” She then shot him another look. “How would you have that power anyways?” She had to calm her heart down she had to get in controle of her emotions this was not good that he had such power over her.

At his next comment she smiled smugly “What does behaving good look like?” She smiled she had been raised by her father and older brothers mostly. Her mother died birthing her younger sister so she didn’t remember her and had been raised by men so didn’t understand or knew how to really act like a lady never mind a slave. She glared at him and waited for his response. She needed to keep the strong look up. She feel dead on her feet but couldn’t show it.

She was a little excited was she really going to see the men that had killed and raped her sister get exucted. She really didn’t understand this whole slave thing, where did she get to go, say, do? Nothing from what she gathered from the others in her cell. She looked the man up and down, could she hold him to his word. His reaction to what she said and his actions in the next few days would determine how she would feel towards him.

[questor]

"Yes witnesses are needed. Those that could tell what really happen. Many of those, your former countrymen were afraid to testify, that there would be no justice, that we would kill them to cover it up. But a few brave enough to overcome their fear came forth and the rest saw that justice was done." he looked at her with a bit of suspicion. She had been hinting at something and his mention of what the hearing and what he had done to criminal soldiers he raised a brow. "We have laws that are enforced. Just because we conqured you land does not mean that we are barbarians with out laws. Were not laws like this enforced in your lands?" he asked her, "I take it you have some thing to say on this matter. An injustice that you know about? "

The carriage was now decending into the lower city that surrounded the docks. He could smell the sea. "Are you one of those afraid to talk about what happened. Afraid that justice will not be done?" he shugged his shoulders. "As for what is behaving properly, well simply put, following my orders, keeping your eyes down among free men. Speaking only when spoken to." then he laughed. "Not trying to escape and kill people. If you submit to me you can kneel by my chair tommorow and watch our justice system in action."

[Xuxa_Rene]

Her hopes were completely dashed now. No one would believe one angry slave over respected soldiers. She had failed her sister. She swallowed hard and tried to stop the tears from filling her eyes. She wouldn’t let this man see how upset and hurt she was. She snorted to his answer. He only mentioned men, of course only men would be able to testify. There had been no one there. She had remained hidden and by orders of her sister hadnt moved from her spot. She had seen it all but she was just a woman and now a slave.

She looked up at him “And what if I did, what would it mattered I am your slave now and a woman so what does it matter” She glared “You can not tell me that your court would take the word of not only a woman but a slave word over respected Soldiers” She paused “And if you do you are a lire. No court would take the story of a woman over a man’s”

Breaking eye contact too look out the window a small smile graced her lips. She loved the ocean. She loved to swim and play in the surf. Her favourite memories involed the water. She closed her eyes then turned back to him. He was right in one thing, thinking about the past would only bring her sorrow and pain. It was gone. She was a slave, would always belong to someone now. The colar would never leave her neck even as her skin around it was cracked and raw.

Listening to his instructions she raised a brow. “You mean I will see the punishment or just the court?” She asked softly. Her voice betraying her a little but she was feeling very tired, hungry and sore. Now she had a little bit of hope, maybe those men would be charged with something else. Their death would be good enough she only wished it could be drawn out and slow. Raping a dead body was beyond forgivable.

[questor]

Jason raised a brow again at her comment. "Well evidently you have no knowledge of my country." he shook his head. "It seems you condem us on everything because you lost the war and were made a slave. I bet you don't even know what started the war do you?" he asked her. He put his ledger away in the leather satchel and looked at her.

"Normally a master does not explain things to a slave but you being knew to the position perhaps somethings need further explaining. You are under the impression that my country, my people were the agressors in this war, that we destroyed things because we enjoyed it." he shook his head, "You are wrong on all of that. He sighed, and closed his eyes. "There was a strip of land, called Agleo. It was rich in minerals, metals and presious stones. It was an independent little country no more then a few hundred square miles." he began.

"My country recgonized it as a seprate kingdom and had good relations with its Prince. Your country however claimed that land as theirs from some long ago land survey that had been proven to be wrong. Your country invaded it and we invaded your country to protect Agleo. I don't know how much you know of your country and government, but from what I have seen and have learned during the war, had a corrupt government. That was very evident in the surrender. Many lives were lost on both sides, many unnecessary lives, because of greed.

Now Agleo has to be rebuilt as well as your former country. I am providing funding for the rebuilding of farms and villages that were destroyed. So until you learn more about some one don't condem them. "

She had asked if she would be able to see the execution. "Seeing the execution would be part of seeing our justice system. Again it all depends on you." he nodded to the bench beside him. Would she submitt to him enjoying her while they made the final leg of the trip to the castle.

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