Twisted World

A Winter’s Feast had been arranged that would be attended by the entire castle inhabitants and their staff. Selected nobles from the village were invited.

Hadad had made several announcements, the most important being the news that Nesta was pregnant already, hopefully with a boy child, but a child of pure blood either way. Joey was made her hand maiden permanently. Hadad had smiled in amusement to see the small face fall on realising she would not see Jacs regularly as well.

“This must be, Mistress Joey, as your sister has been granted the honour of Training. She will be in isolation for many moon cycles.”

He addressed the assembled people in stern tones. “Jacs is the first to be Trained for ten cycles. Only the oldest here will remember. Feast in her honour and wish her well. It is a hard journey to undertake, but she will emerge as a butterfly from the cocoon - a true defender of all.”

Jacs smiled as brightly as her tightening stomach would allow. The initial training already begun had been what she expected - self defence and weapons. These were hard task masters enough and she covered the shiver of dawning dread well. Isolation? What must she endure? She tightened her resolve. It would happen whether she accepted it or not, best try to make the best of it.

Hadad had kissed Nesta brightly as the feast wound down, saying he must begin the training proper himself this night and for her to take Joey to the furs to keep herself and her precious burden warm. Taking the now frozen faced Jacs by the elbow he escorted her to the far wing that was hers. Glem and Desta followed at a distance.

“Prepare the chamber if you will gentlemen, I will let you know when our trainee is ready.”

Jacs shivered as she had that first night and prepared herself for more of the same. She had barely recovered from the bruising. And Hadad was by no means being kind as he had that night. He did not undress her - he tore her finest dress off her in shreds and the under garments came off as if a whip had been raised to her. He held her close as he merely undid his leggings and sat, raising one leg over his own, thrusting her on to him violently before raising her other leg the other way. His hands clawed her buttocks as he moved ferociously inside her. She cried in pain as she felt the hot poker swell inside her; her insides were on fire. She clung to him to stop herself falling back as the torment continued relentlessly. Waves of climax rose, and continued and continued as he pounded with fierce cries of his own. A sharp bite to a nipple made her scream and let him loose. She fell backward her head just missing the floor as Hadad laughed and continued pushing and thrusting together and the waves continued. She fainted just before he experienced his own shattering fulfilment.

A bigger nightmare was in progress as she came to her senses. She was tied to the bed, and Hadad was not only pounding into her back passage but was biting her all over, licking the small bloodlets that appeared with each.

“Nooooooooo!” She screamed, “Aaaaah!” He laughed at each resumed scream and shout and bit viciously upon the nipple that had been left until then. This brought the biggest scream of all, she could not look - the nipple was surely bitten off! And then the other followed. She fainted again. Waking she wished she had not. Her face was swelling from both bites and blows and her head swam. Hadad was not there and she was free. But she could not move in any case.

Hadad, Glem and Desta appeared through her swollen vision and lifted her bodily carrying her to the ‘chamber’. This was bare of all but a near seat less chair and a single hook from the main beam. A bucket stood in a corner. She moaned as her hands were securely tied and the three lifted her to the hook. She dangled like a piece of meat in the butcher’s cold room.

Barely finding the strength, she moved her legs to try and kick the pawing men away.

“Excellent, Jacs, Excellent! Still spirited enough to fight! But you know you can’t, don’t you?” Hadad laughed and spat on the floor. “Glem and Desta here will take over now. Teach her well, gentlemen, and let me know when she is ready for the next stage.” He gave a final lingering rasp from breast to crotch before leaving, laughing heartily.

She had thought that night the nightmare. It had been nothing. Each prolonged beating and terrifying use of knives in places she did not know existed was followed by yet more violent and depraved sex and ever more pain. If she failed to moan or respond at requirement, the next session was a whipping. No part of her body did not suffer. Although she wished she were sat or lain, dirt ground would do, she knew her broken body would feel the agony even fresher if she were.

They left her hanging. Wet and mess left her as they came and one old crone had been allowed in to swill the place regularly. Jacs barely noticed. But at last she was left alone for long periods to recover somewhat. When she was finally brought down, she could not stand. Two painful days later she stood on her own. A sword was placed in her hand.

“Do you remember your fighting skills, Jacs? Let’s see!” Glem had parried at her and she barely managed to sweep the blade aside. Her body protested in agony at any and all movement but she managed to stop the blows from landing.

“Excellent! Two more days of ‘rest’ and skill training and we’ll have your first test.”

Glem left as she slumped down on the thin mattress she had been given.

TEST! She had been clad in tight fitting black leather leggings and shirt and been bidden watch a small courtyard from a floor up where her sister Joey sat alone, playing with a small toy dog. Several youths were being introduced to the place and left. It soon became clear they thought they had been given a reward of the young girl who screamed in fright as they surrounded her.

“Well, Jacs, are you going to let your sister be violated before her time?” Glem had said and shown her the way down. She would not! She broke into the enclosed space like a whirlwind intend on devouring them all. The youths stood no chance against the ferocious demon unleashed upon them. This was no reward! This was the punishment they deserved! None stood and most groaned from broken limbs a short while later.

“Jacs?” Came the small voice. “Jacs, is that you? I can barely recognise you.”

“I WAS Jacs. I am no longer. I know not who I am. I am not your sister anymore. You are better off without me.” She shook her head as Joey started protest at this. “NO! LISTEN TO ME! I can only bring you pain. I must do as My Masters bid.” She looked up with a fierce light in her eyes. “Have I passed your TEST, Masters?”

“You have Jacs, with flying colours. Hadad will be pleased. He will come to you later for the next stage.”

Terrified again, she was strung to a frame like a piece of material for tapestry. And Hadad had begun the great carving that was more than a tattoo. She had screamed non-stop as the knife had formed a great snake head around her breasts, the nipples for eyes, and worked his way down just past the navel and around twice before ending in the small rattle over one buttock.

The following day raised only moans as Glem and Desta between them coloured the carved frame in deep green and gold. The nipples were now deep blood red, the very points black; and the great forked tongue to either side was also deepest black. Salt had been worked into the colours to stave the bleeding.

Many moons later Jacs was meek and biddable to her Masters, had grown immune to beatings and whippings and delighted in harsh perversions with all that were sent to her.


Joey had not seen Jacs since the day she had miraculously ‘rescued’ her from the youths. Nesta’s child had appeared a whole month early and she had been at her side constantly helping Nesta keep strength to feed the small child up as quickly as possible. It was a girl, but Hadad had been pleased enough. He only waited long enough to know the infant would survive and grow before he planted another one inside her.

Joey had heard rumours about ‘The Trainee’ and resolved to see Jacs herself. It had been moon cycles she reasoned, how much more ‘training’ was needed before she was allowed to appear again? She noted when the corridor to the wing was most quiet and ran past as fast as she could.

Jacs was ANGRY when Joey appeared shyly round the door. Joey was shocked by the spartan place and even more so by the great snake that wound its way around Jacs naked and now supple nearly bruise free body. She did not understand her sister’s fury.

“But, Jacs, I only wanted to see you …”

“I TOLD YOU! I am not your sister anymore! Get out before you are seen!”

Joey turned tearfully but suddenly clasped her back in pain.

“Wait!” Jacs voice was icy and Joey suddenly felt fear. “What causes you pain? Joey? Answer me!”

Joey shivered. “It’s only the beginning of my bleed. Nesta said I was to tell no one …”

“As she would. I have been told to expect this moment Joey. I am sorry, truly, but this must be. MASTER! MASTER!” She shouted down the corridor and Joey had wits enough to take to her feet, fast. Not fast enough though. She ran straight into Desta as he came at a run of his own. He held her firmly, looking both admiringly at the naked figure and questioning at the same time.

“The young WOMAN is starting a bleed. Apparently Mistress Nesta has been hiding the fact that Joey has grown for a while.”

Glem appeared behind Desta, he heard also. “And our Trainee has passed another test. Excellent! You know what this means, Jacs. Will you join us?”

“As My Master wishes, I will join you both.”

Joey was carried screaming into the nearest bed chamber. She screamed and cried begging Jacs to help her as she held her down while Desta had briefly explored the bloody folds with fingers before thrusting hard into the virginal space. She screamed even more as her body had begun convulsing in terrifying rapture whilst Desta continued taking his harsh pleasure. Jacs found herself growing moist herself. He finally finished.

Joey could barely move. “Jacs, how COULD you?” The works were a mere whisper through the tears.

“I told you I would only cause you pain. Now you know. No, Master,” she spoke to Glem who was about to mount himself, “Please. She has been served enough this time, there will be many more. I am suddenly in need myself, I would welcome your attentions instead.”

Glem laughed gaily. “And I would welcome yours, Jacs! Run, little Joey, run as fast as you can back to Nesta! And don’t come looking for Jacs again unless you actually want servicing some more!”

Nesta rocked Joey on her breast as she rocked the cradle with her foot. Jacs was screaming in delight as Glem twisted her this way and that, taking full measure of ‘pleasure’ for both.