This broken path.
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Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
4,095
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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(2) These players in life
Aisling stayed in bed for a long time before she got bored and, wrapping the light weight blanket around her, got up and moved around the room. She didn’t find anything more than she had when she’d first looked around.
No clothes were in the dresser, though it had plenty of dust. The floor squeaked in places when she walked around. The temperature seemed to always stay the same. She’s walking around when Demeter comes into the room with a tray for the second time that day.
“I hope your hungry again, I’ve brought dinner. Madam Shanasa wants to make certain you stay healthy.”
He said, sitting the tray of food on the bed and kneeling down beside the bed as before. Aisling walks over to the bed and sits down on the edge. She does feel hungry, though she feels suddenly sad at the mention of the day waning and Shanasa’s name.
“Thank you.”
As she eats she decides to start up a conversation with Demeter. If she is to have little choice in whether or not she says here, then she will learn all she can.
“Demeter, what is this place?”
He looks up at her, his face blank, as if he doesn’t want her to see something.
“A brothel, miss.”
Aisling nearly chokes on her food. A brothel?! A princess cannot be in such a place.
“T-that can’t be right, I can’t be in one…”
His expression softens, “It’s all right. Madam Shanasa makes certain that we’re all safe. She has rules that the clients must abide by, because she does enforce them. You’ll find that this is probably the safest place in the kingdom.”
She didn’t want to hear that, didn’t care. She wanted to go back home. A princess is suppose to hold to certain rules, one of those is that her virginity is given to her prince, no one else. But, if she stays here…
“Is there no way I can leave here? Please, I have a father who is missing me very much right now.”
“No, and it’s best you learn now how the world works. All of us have someone we care about, some freedom we enjoyed, before the slavers came and took us away.”
He stood and took the now empty plate, a sad look in his eyes. Aisling has the feeling that she’s touched on something with great hurt for him.
“I will be in tomorrow morning, early, so get plenty of sleep. Madam Shanasa will begin her lessons once you are finished with breakfast.”
He sighs softly and looks directly at Aisling, his face serious.
“Do as she says and do not try her. She is a good person, surviving the only way she knows how, just like the rest of us.”
Demeter turns around and walks towards the door, when he’s about to open it and leave she stops him.
“T-thank you, for all you’ve done.”
He turns around and gives her a smile that makes him look years young. A dimple appears on his cheek and his eyes shine.
“It was no problem at all, miss-”
“Just Aisling, please.”
If she can\'t be a princess here then why should she have a title?
He bows, “It was no problem, Aisling. I am Demeter.”
And then he’s gone, leaving her alone once more, in a room that makes her ill just looking at it. She lays down, not feeling the least bit tired, her mind running over the things she’s learned.
A princess shouldn’t be in a brothel, a princess shouldn’t be treated so harshly. If Madam Shanasa really knows who she is, then why is she holding her, why won’t she contact her father? All these thoughts run through Aisling’s mind as she tries to understand.
***
Demeter runs across Shanasa as he goes to return the tray to the kitchen.
“Did she eat?”
He bows, then nods his head.
“Yes, she ate it all. I really feel sorry for her, she seems so small and lost.”
Shanasa makes a face, “Do not worry so about her. She will be fine in a few days. Remember your first month here?”
Did he… Shanasa had been the one to purchase him from the slave auction. His father had tired of him, at twelve he had become too old for his father’s tastes, and had been given to the slave master.
Demeter had been displayed before the bidders, naked. The auctioneer had spoken of his ‘experience’ in pleasuring. Shanasa had saved him from a far worse fate than the brothel. To be the personal slave of a man would mean cruelties beyond imagination. Cruelties that Shanasa, personally, has experienced.
He had fought everyone, but had eventually settled down and lives his life now to it’s fullest. He’s been with Shanasa for five years now.
“You could still be a little kinder to her, Madam.” He lowers his eyes, “However young I might have been back then, she is so much younger. Her parents have kept her sheltered from the truth of life and it will be hard for her to accept things.”
Shanasa places a finger on his chin and raises his head to look at her. She sighs to herself, she has never fully been able to break Demeter of the habits that his father beat into him. One of those was to always avert his eyes, to always bow and address other’s formally. If she could, she would take his father and let him experience hell.
“I will try. Now, you go and get some sleep, you will be her Watcher, Demeter. I need to know that she’ll be safe and I believe you will protect her.”
He smiles, the same smile he had given Aisling, one that lights up his whole face. Shanasa can’t help but smile back, though it’s now nearly as bright as his, more of a reaction than anything. But she loves to see him smile, it makes him look like the child he was never allowed to be.
She releases her hold on his chin and turns towards her room.
“What are you waiting for? Put the tray up and get to bed.”
She stops as she’s about to enter her room and turns around to give Demeter a stern look.
“Tell Zadok to let you sleep, and you can tell him I ordered it.”
“Yes, Madam Shanasa. Good night, Madam Shanasa.”
He bows again, then runs off to get rid of the tray.
Shanasa shakes her head and goes into her room, shutting the door behind her. She stripes on her way to bed, preferring to sleep in the nude. Slash marks line her back, down over her ass and the back of her thighs. There are a few marks on her shoulders, several small scars on her left breast and a big scar that runs from her ribs to just below her bellybutton.
She refuses to look at the mirror in her room as she passes it. It is only used for when she is fully dressed, the marks on her body bring back too many memories. She has given some hope to those without hope. It doesn’t matter that this place is of ill repute, it matters only that it keeps everyone with a roof over their heads, heat during the winter, and plenty of food and clothing.
Shanasa learned a long time ago that sacrifices must be made in order to survive.
***
When Demeter walks into his room, wearing only pants, Zadok is on the bed waiting for them. The two of them have shared a room four of the five years that Demeter has been working for Shanasa. Zadok had been his Watcher, making certain that, while he was still new and frightened, no client harmed him.
Demeter had come to love the tall man with silver hair and black eyes. It didn’t matter that Zadok was nearly ten years older than him, or that he’s taller and broader. He loves his personality, how he’s always doing things for him, treating him with kindness.
When Demeter climbs into bed with his pants still on he gets a questioning look from Zadok. Demeter just smiled.
“Madam Shanasa said I was to get plenty of sleep tonight and that you are suppose to let me get it. Her orders. I’m to be Watcher for the new girl.”
“Ah. What is she like?”
Zadok’s voice is like honey to Demeter and he snuggles close to the older man, closing his eyes as he gets comfortable.
“She’s young. We’re about the same age, but mentally she’s so much younger. I think her parents kept her sheltered, which isn’t a good thing to do considering how things are.”
“Indeed.”
Zadok agrees, he plants gentle kisses on Demeter’s neck, his arms coming to wrap around the other’s chest.
“Zadok.”
“Hmm?”
“Madam Shanasa said that I am suppose to get plenty of sleep.”
“Don’t worry, you will. You sleep and I’ll fuck you.”
Demeter fights the urge to laugh, “If your going to be that way, I’ll find somewhere else to sleep tonight.”
“You win, you win!” Zadok holds his hands out to show his defeat, but is grinning the whole time.
Demeter snuggles against him again, pulling the blanket over both of them.
“Sleep.”
**
I know, it\'s seriously not a very big chapter, but I didn\'t want to do have anything but some of the more major characters in this chapter. I promise the next chapter will be more interesting! *lol*
Oh, and if your going to read this, then say *hi*. :P
No clothes were in the dresser, though it had plenty of dust. The floor squeaked in places when she walked around. The temperature seemed to always stay the same. She’s walking around when Demeter comes into the room with a tray for the second time that day.
“I hope your hungry again, I’ve brought dinner. Madam Shanasa wants to make certain you stay healthy.”
He said, sitting the tray of food on the bed and kneeling down beside the bed as before. Aisling walks over to the bed and sits down on the edge. She does feel hungry, though she feels suddenly sad at the mention of the day waning and Shanasa’s name.
“Thank you.”
As she eats she decides to start up a conversation with Demeter. If she is to have little choice in whether or not she says here, then she will learn all she can.
“Demeter, what is this place?”
He looks up at her, his face blank, as if he doesn’t want her to see something.
“A brothel, miss.”
Aisling nearly chokes on her food. A brothel?! A princess cannot be in such a place.
“T-that can’t be right, I can’t be in one…”
His expression softens, “It’s all right. Madam Shanasa makes certain that we’re all safe. She has rules that the clients must abide by, because she does enforce them. You’ll find that this is probably the safest place in the kingdom.”
She didn’t want to hear that, didn’t care. She wanted to go back home. A princess is suppose to hold to certain rules, one of those is that her virginity is given to her prince, no one else. But, if she stays here…
“Is there no way I can leave here? Please, I have a father who is missing me very much right now.”
“No, and it’s best you learn now how the world works. All of us have someone we care about, some freedom we enjoyed, before the slavers came and took us away.”
He stood and took the now empty plate, a sad look in his eyes. Aisling has the feeling that she’s touched on something with great hurt for him.
“I will be in tomorrow morning, early, so get plenty of sleep. Madam Shanasa will begin her lessons once you are finished with breakfast.”
He sighs softly and looks directly at Aisling, his face serious.
“Do as she says and do not try her. She is a good person, surviving the only way she knows how, just like the rest of us.”
Demeter turns around and walks towards the door, when he’s about to open it and leave she stops him.
“T-thank you, for all you’ve done.”
He turns around and gives her a smile that makes him look years young. A dimple appears on his cheek and his eyes shine.
“It was no problem at all, miss-”
“Just Aisling, please.”
If she can\'t be a princess here then why should she have a title?
He bows, “It was no problem, Aisling. I am Demeter.”
And then he’s gone, leaving her alone once more, in a room that makes her ill just looking at it. She lays down, not feeling the least bit tired, her mind running over the things she’s learned.
A princess shouldn’t be in a brothel, a princess shouldn’t be treated so harshly. If Madam Shanasa really knows who she is, then why is she holding her, why won’t she contact her father? All these thoughts run through Aisling’s mind as she tries to understand.
***
Demeter runs across Shanasa as he goes to return the tray to the kitchen.
“Did she eat?”
He bows, then nods his head.
“Yes, she ate it all. I really feel sorry for her, she seems so small and lost.”
Shanasa makes a face, “Do not worry so about her. She will be fine in a few days. Remember your first month here?”
Did he… Shanasa had been the one to purchase him from the slave auction. His father had tired of him, at twelve he had become too old for his father’s tastes, and had been given to the slave master.
Demeter had been displayed before the bidders, naked. The auctioneer had spoken of his ‘experience’ in pleasuring. Shanasa had saved him from a far worse fate than the brothel. To be the personal slave of a man would mean cruelties beyond imagination. Cruelties that Shanasa, personally, has experienced.
He had fought everyone, but had eventually settled down and lives his life now to it’s fullest. He’s been with Shanasa for five years now.
“You could still be a little kinder to her, Madam.” He lowers his eyes, “However young I might have been back then, she is so much younger. Her parents have kept her sheltered from the truth of life and it will be hard for her to accept things.”
Shanasa places a finger on his chin and raises his head to look at her. She sighs to herself, she has never fully been able to break Demeter of the habits that his father beat into him. One of those was to always avert his eyes, to always bow and address other’s formally. If she could, she would take his father and let him experience hell.
“I will try. Now, you go and get some sleep, you will be her Watcher, Demeter. I need to know that she’ll be safe and I believe you will protect her.”
He smiles, the same smile he had given Aisling, one that lights up his whole face. Shanasa can’t help but smile back, though it’s now nearly as bright as his, more of a reaction than anything. But she loves to see him smile, it makes him look like the child he was never allowed to be.
She releases her hold on his chin and turns towards her room.
“What are you waiting for? Put the tray up and get to bed.”
She stops as she’s about to enter her room and turns around to give Demeter a stern look.
“Tell Zadok to let you sleep, and you can tell him I ordered it.”
“Yes, Madam Shanasa. Good night, Madam Shanasa.”
He bows again, then runs off to get rid of the tray.
Shanasa shakes her head and goes into her room, shutting the door behind her. She stripes on her way to bed, preferring to sleep in the nude. Slash marks line her back, down over her ass and the back of her thighs. There are a few marks on her shoulders, several small scars on her left breast and a big scar that runs from her ribs to just below her bellybutton.
She refuses to look at the mirror in her room as she passes it. It is only used for when she is fully dressed, the marks on her body bring back too many memories. She has given some hope to those without hope. It doesn’t matter that this place is of ill repute, it matters only that it keeps everyone with a roof over their heads, heat during the winter, and plenty of food and clothing.
Shanasa learned a long time ago that sacrifices must be made in order to survive.
***
When Demeter walks into his room, wearing only pants, Zadok is on the bed waiting for them. The two of them have shared a room four of the five years that Demeter has been working for Shanasa. Zadok had been his Watcher, making certain that, while he was still new and frightened, no client harmed him.
Demeter had come to love the tall man with silver hair and black eyes. It didn’t matter that Zadok was nearly ten years older than him, or that he’s taller and broader. He loves his personality, how he’s always doing things for him, treating him with kindness.
When Demeter climbs into bed with his pants still on he gets a questioning look from Zadok. Demeter just smiled.
“Madam Shanasa said I was to get plenty of sleep tonight and that you are suppose to let me get it. Her orders. I’m to be Watcher for the new girl.”
“Ah. What is she like?”
Zadok’s voice is like honey to Demeter and he snuggles close to the older man, closing his eyes as he gets comfortable.
“She’s young. We’re about the same age, but mentally she’s so much younger. I think her parents kept her sheltered, which isn’t a good thing to do considering how things are.”
“Indeed.”
Zadok agrees, he plants gentle kisses on Demeter’s neck, his arms coming to wrap around the other’s chest.
“Zadok.”
“Hmm?”
“Madam Shanasa said that I am suppose to get plenty of sleep.”
“Don’t worry, you will. You sleep and I’ll fuck you.”
Demeter fights the urge to laugh, “If your going to be that way, I’ll find somewhere else to sleep tonight.”
“You win, you win!” Zadok holds his hands out to show his defeat, but is grinning the whole time.
Demeter snuggles against him again, pulling the blanket over both of them.
“Sleep.”
**
I know, it\'s seriously not a very big chapter, but I didn\'t want to do have anything but some of the more major characters in this chapter. I promise the next chapter will be more interesting! *lol*
Oh, and if your going to read this, then say *hi*. :P