The Real Master

Natalia awoke pissed off. For one she was sleeping on the cold, hard floor and secondly she was bond hand and foot, and lastly she had a god awful headache.

“Where the hell am I!?”

Natalia struggled against her bonds trying to break free with a string full of curses to aid her.

“My dear, such language is unbecoming of one such as pretty as yourself.”

Natalia turned as much as she could to face her unknown capturer. He sat behind a low table surrounded by pillows and a soft, glowing light. Besides the colorful pillows that littered the floor, the room was very high tech.

He had not even looked up from his papers he was working on. When he did look up, the light surrounding him made him look like a holy deity.

“By your beguiling stare I believe that I meet with your seal of approval. Not that I mind, mind you”, her capture said as she turned away.

“Who are you and why am I here?”

“I am called Heo Fryn of the Greater Kalan Plains and Salistria. Pleased to meet you.”

“Not likely.”

“Ah, but it is a pleasure because you are now property to my master and you are my way out of a serious tongue lashing by my master. He is now your master too.”

“The hell he is! No one shall own me.” She said, glaring at him.

Heo Fryn pushed his papers aside, resting his back against one of his many jewelry cases, and smiled at his new acquisition. She had the muscles of a blacksmith but not the gigantic build. Her dark raven hair fell just above her shoulder, dark green eyes the color of emeralds pierced him menacingly, skin like she bathed in olive oil. And the most promoting and important parts that he was sure his master would love, was her set of healthy breast and ample hips. Her breast could pillow his master and their children if he so desired to honor her and her hips were wide enough to breed several sons before his master’s seed ran through and daughters would arrive. Yes she was a fine catch and he was sure that his master would forgive him for his tardiness if he brought her home.

Natalia watched the man stare at her like he was a starving man and she was the last piece of venison. While his attention was else where, she concentrated on her bonds, trying to loosen them enough to slip her hands through. She had no doubt in her mind that if she where to get her hands free that she would be able to take him down and return to her father. She just needed to free her hands. But it seemed like the Great Mother of Noir was not with her today because as soon as she slipped her hands from the ropes he immediately focused his attention on her. Without a word he retied her hands and made sure that they were inescapable this time. Natalia cursed him and he just laughed at her.

“What do you what from me infidel? I am not some wealthy planets princess or some great beauty that can be traded in for a large ransom. What need you of me?”

The man chuckled at her yet again and Natalia found out that his laughter was the most irritating thing she had come across. She would take great pleasure in punching the smile right off his face when she was free again.

‘This one has much fire. She will greatly please my master. Fierceness in slave girls are valued above all else. It will come in handy when the need to protect my master’s offspring arises.’

“You my dear are the new slave girl of his highness, the Prince of Greater Kalan Plains and Salistria. I will deliver you into his care myself so that you will seek his approval. I know that you will become his favorite and produce many children with him. Maybe even great warriors in which to further our fame and lands.

To say Natalia was pissed would be an understatement. She was bought, like a mare in the market, for breeding! She hurled one curse after another at this whore’s son, insulting his ancestry as well as his offspring from the first until the very last. She swore that if she where to ever escape from the torture she would kill him and his bloody king.

Heo laughed at that. ‘This girl maybe more trouble than the master would want. I can’t wait to see what will happen.’

Rowan paced the floor of the throne room. He had expected Heo five days ago to report on his negotiations but he was late. Very late. King Alastir watched his son worry the floor as his personal slave girls gave him a very satisfying blow job. He did wish that his son would relax more. At twenty-five he was a very handsome man, a spiting image of his father if he did say so himself. In his youth he was awkwardly tall for his age and King Alastir was happy to see that he grew into his awkwardness. Hair as black as a starless sky, stubborn chin exactly like his father, and a solid body from long years of hard training and even harder battles.

Alastir knew the negotiations for the Great Noir Mountains where very important for the expansion and prosperity of the Kalan clan, but it was so hard to concentrate on that fact when his favorite slave girls where polishing his sword so well.

“Don’t worry son. Heo will be here soon and the plans can be put into place. Relax a little. Kila go help my son relax.”

One of the girls moved from her position at his feet to go to his son, but Rowan refused her.

“Why father would I want one of your girls, father.”

Alastir shrugged as if to say ‘suit yourself’ and signaled the girl back to her previous position. It was to this scene that Natalia was greeted with as she walked into the room in the wake of Heo. That is if you consider being carried over the shoulder of a muscle brained brunt, bound hand and foot, walking. The king, reaching his climax, gave a short cry or release before standing up dislodging the slave girls from his privates, came to inspect the girl carried over the guards shoulders.

‘Beautiful’, was the first thought that crossed his mind when he saw the girl. The minute she ‘walked’ into the room she had commanded Rowan’s attention making him forget his anger to Heo. But then his anger returned tenfold when he realized that this girl probably belong to Heo and was the reason that he was so late.

‘That ass!’, Rowan thought to himself. ‘He was messing around with some off planet whore!’

“So this is why you are late Heo. You were caught up in this whore’s bed. She was so good that you decided to bring her home. Did you have to tie her up? I am sure that your mating wasn’t that bad that you had to force her to accompany you home.”

Heo flinched at his master’s tone. He knew that he would be mad that Heo was late but to insult his lovemaking, which Heo was infamous for, Master Rowan must be extremely upset.

“Master. Master. Don’t be like that. I know I was late but when I relate the events of the past month you will be greatly pleased.”

Rowan wasn’t sure that anything Heo said could make him happy, especially since Heo still had possession of the off-world beauty.

By this time, King Alastir had finished his inspection of the girl’s body and now stood to see her face. Since Rowan had been speaking in the tongue of the Noir people and Heo answering the same, Natalia had been able to understand the whole conversation despite the heavy accents. As King Alastir looked upon her face he took an involuntary step back for the look on Natalia’s face was past livid and going into the realms of pure hatred for Rowan. And her anger was able to get her past the shock of such intimate displays of passion by Alastir.

When she was first carried into the room she was just as shocked as Rowan to see someone that demanded her complete interest. None of the other men back home ever caught her eye like this man did, but not though from lack of trying. All the men back at Noir where to small and scrawny. Natalia likened them to babes, cute in their vie for her attention but not to be taken too seriously. But now that the man had called her no more than a tavern whore, he was not so handsome in her eyes. As a matter of fact she wanted to kill him.

“Who the hell do you think you are talking about!”

This statement was enough to silence the whole room and eyes where immediately diverted to Natalia. If she hadn’t been so angry at the ‘dickless jerk’, as she now dubbed him, standing in front of her she would be embarrassed at all the people staring at her. She hated to drawn attention to herself that her height and ‘beauty’, that her father was so proud to mention, didn’t already call too.

“You spineless ass! How dare you call me a whore! You son of a droag-bitch! What the hell would you know about me? Can’t you see I would not invite any type of intimacy, especially when I am bound hand and foot, carried on the back of this brainless dog? And why would you even think that I would stoop so low as to give my first blood to the hole an ass such as that one”, Natalia glared at Heo for a second before giving her attention back to Rowan who stood agape at the curses spewing from the girl’s mouth.

“I guess you think I am one of those mindless sluts over there who would jump at the chance to shallow your inch high picker and …”

Natalia stopped was stopped from saying more for at Heo’s signal the guard had placed his hand over her mouth but that didn’t stop the mumbled curses from being heard. Heo smiled at his master.

“She is full of energy isn’t she, shagni?”

“Yes”, Rowan let out with a low growl. “Though ‘full of energy’ would not be the phase I would use to describe her.”

‘Spineless ass? Son of a droag-bitch? Inch high picker! I have never been accused of not satisfying a woman before. This woman needs to be taught a lesson I do not care if Heo owns her or not!’ Rowan moved just to do so but he was stopped by Heo moving in front of him.

“Needless to say, I am sure that she will be a wonderful addition to your harem.”

Rowan started at that. The little minx would be his? Heo had not bought her for himself?

“She is mine? You did not buy her for yourself?”

Heo nodded to say it was so.

“I thought you would find her more suited for the next heir of the Greater Kalan Plains, Salistria and now the Noir Mountains.”

“So the negotiations were successful, were they? Good. Good. Tell me about it later tonight over dinner.” Rowan was still angry with the girl for her insult but he was equally glad that the girl was now his and he would give her punishment later for her disrespect. “Falcón! Take that girl to the Glass Chambers. Have Resa see to her. You will be her caretaker until I arrive.”

The man bowed to his master and left with the girl in tow. Rowan hurried off to his rooms to prepare for dinner without another word to his father or Heo.

Both men stood in the throne room watching Rowan’s hasty departure then King Alastir broke off into a fit of laughter shaken the very seams of the castle. Heo soon joined him.

“And to think he was so upset that he hadn’t heard your report on the negotiations not even a moment before. Heo I commend your underhandedness of getting out of a severe humiliation at Rowan’s hands.” This was followed by another round of loud guffaws.

“As do I your highness. The Mother must have been watching me from above for me to find that one on such a whim. I would have never landed in such a planet and heard the girl screaming at the top of her lungs and inquired about it. If one of the men had not caught a troublesome itch in his lions from to much wenching I indeed would be at the end of a severe tongue lashing.”

King Alastir settled down in his chair and called his girls back to his side.

“Yes, but this girl is not like the others. She will not fall at his feet like the others down. He will have to work a little harder with this one. Indeed she will lead him on a merry chase before she gives in. I hope she doesn’t resist too much though. I would like to meet my grandchildren before I die.”

Heo was quick to assure his king that he had many more years ahead of him and that he would be here to see and teach many of his grandchildren before the Great Mother takes him to his final resting place.

King Alastir laughed his remarks away.

“If it is one thing I have learned from the mother of my children, Heo, it is that you will never know when The Mother will call for your services.”

Heo noticed the far off look in the king’s eye and quietly left him to his memories.

Piercing brown eyes looked away from the king and the departing Heo. The girl who owned these eyes clutched her hands into fist, her body tense with irritation. She picked up her sarong to run back to her chambers where she screamed as loud as she could into the empty room.

‘How dare Heo bring that bitch here!’ Everyone knew that Ephoria had here eyes set on the future king since she was brought here as a captive in the last war. She had slept her way through the ranks of men, cajoling even the taken ones into her bed, making numerous enemies in the harem, just so that she could have a chance to meet the king’s son just so she would be chosen to be placed into his harem exclusively. And now that that goal has been met and Rowan spends most of his time and spoils of war on her, a new girl appears threatening to end all her hard work. For her to be placed in the Glass Chambers of all places and the king already approves of her! He has never shown an interest in her, not even in bed sport, which the king has been rumored to go through all the girls at least once! No! Her plans would not be ruined by so green horn not even experienced in the art of pleasuring a man. No she would not lose to her. Rowan would stay by her side and when she was announced the mother of Rowan’s children; she would personally get rid of the slut herself. With that the girl smiled and went to prepare herself to look exceptionally beautiful for dinner tonight.

Dinner in the castle was always a loud and joyful occasion. It was the time of day when all the men came together to boast and share wild stories about some enemy that was slain or how many women a man conquered in his bed at the same time. The noise could shake the rafters and no one actually listened to the stories merely laughed at each exaggeration as it became more and more ridiculous. But near the king’s table it was filled with tension and heated glares. Ephoria glared dangerously at Natalia who glared heatedly at Rowan who ignored the glares which made Natalia all the angrier.

Ephoria couldn’t stand it. This bitch was in her favored seat next to Rowan. She had waited patiently in her room after she was dressed for Rowan to come and take her to dinner as he did every night since she had been added into his harem. But he did not show. She had waited even longer before walking herself to the dining hall only to find Rowan already there and the bitch, as Ephoria had named her, sitting in her honored spot. Just as she was about to correct the woman in her error, Rowan had hailed her and reprimanded her for being late in front of the entire hall. Euphoria had turned scarlet and moved to the empty seat next to the raven-haired woman. Lots of snickers and out right laughs had followed her. She swore revenge on this woman, even if it was the last thing she did.

Natalia, on the other hand was mad for a different reason. She had been carried still bounded on the back of the guard to a room far from the throne room of the palace. She was genteelly placed on the bed, untied, and left in the room to wait. She would have tried to escape but the blood had just started to flow back into the rest of her body and she lay on the bed until the pain resided. While she waited for whatever to happen next, she gazed around the room in wonder. It was a very beautiful room. It looked like it was craved out of a mountain, which she later found out that it was. The bed was surrounding by a moat that crystal clear water flowed through. The water glowed blue and illuminated the room so that it indeed appeared like she was in a glass room. On closer inspection of the water she pulled from it a bright blue gem that gave the water its color. She was so caught up in staring at the gem that she did not hear the door open and dropped the stone on hearing the voice like the music of bells sound behind her.

“Those are aqua stones. Very beautiful aren’t they? They are very precious to own here, the bigger the better. I have a few small ones myself, gifts from Master Rowan. I am Resa by the way let our first greeting not be the last.”

Resa reminded Natalia of a girl in their village who was very sweet to everyone. She even made Natalia blush after one of her tirades making Natalia seem very childish. Sadly she died during childbirth several years before.

Smiling for the first time in days, Natalia picked the aqua stone off the floor and throw it back into the moat. The water rippled and the light reflected it on the walls giving the room a very calming affect.

“Fate has brought us together for a reason and I am called Natalia,” she returned the age old greeting of her people. “You are of the Noir Mountains. How did you come here?”

Resa giggled and moved around a corner that Natalia had not noticed. “My village was raided by the warriors here and I was captured along with my sister, Nesa. Unfortunately, she could not survive here in this climate. But she was always weak minded.”

This last statement was said with more malice then there should have been. Natalia wished she could see Resa’s face so as to get a better clue why her sweet voice suddenly turned so cold. But the malice was gone as quick as it appeared and Natalia put it aside for now.

“What does this Rowan want of me? He has already claimed me no better than a tavern hor.”

Resa reappeared with a handful of clothes and a box which Natalia took from her and placed on the bed. She could also hear running water some where behind the corner making Natalia believe that this room had many connecting rooms as well. Resa spread the clothes on the bed before taking them one by one and holding them against Natalia’s body.

“Yes I heard what was said in the throne room. I happened to be passing by when he insulted Warrior Heo.”

“Insulted Heo? It was me he was insulting.”

“No. No.,” Resa said finally chosing a dark green sarong and veil that matched her equally green eyes. “To tell a man that he couldn’t satisfy a woman is a great insult on the men here. They take great pride in being able to satisfy a great number of women before they start to grow their family. And it is even a greater insult to tell a man that he can’t satisfy a woman if he is practically famous for doing so such as Warrior Heo is. I was also present to hear your reply to Master Rowan. I was shocked at first but thought it was very funny. Not too many girls speak that way, especially to a warrior or the master of the house.” Natalia blushed under Resa’s amusment realixing that she drew a lot of unwanted attention to herself.

“Hurry into the bath dinner is almost ready and the Master is going to take you to the dining hall himself.” Resa pushed Natalia around the corner to reveal a sunken tub or indoor hot spring in the floor surround also by a moat filled with aqua stones. “What? That bastard is coming to get me? No. I refuse to go.”

Resa looked amazed as she said, “But it is a great honor to be escorted by the Master Rowan to eat. Only the most favored of his harem is escorted to eat with him. Why would you not eat with him?”

“Why would I? He is a pompous ass who has nothing better to do but bray at his own stench. And to think Heo ‘gave’ me to him. I would sooner fall off the Emperor’s Top then eat with that motherless bastard!”

“Then so be it.”


1.A droag is a beaver like animal, about the size of a bear, that is hunted for it's fur and meat. It is known to roll around and eat it's own feches.
2.Shangi is a respectful Kalanish word used to call the heir or next in line for the throne.
3.The Emperor's Top is said to be the highest point the empire. Criminals and Betrayers are pushed off this tower as punishment for thier crimes.