Lady Regenta moves to Ar
Chapter 6
The night had been very long for Regenta, from being caught and the belled
prey in a game of Girl Catch, to being exposed while naked and locked in a collar
of the slave house, to being accessed as a slave. While she had been caught in the
house collar by Spectus and lived in a blackmailed torment for several months as a
slave. Only this was the first time that she had been accessed as a slave like she had
done to so many women over the years. Atilas, unlike Spectus, was a highly
respected member of the Caste of Slavers. His examination of her body was in
depth, knowing that she was red silk having put her to use once not knowing that it
was her, going far beyond the Slaver’s caress.
When he finished with her, she laid at the foot of his couch secured to the
slave ring there. Her body was slick with sweat and her hair was damp from being
put through her slave paces and used as one would a pleasure slave. Regenta
gasped and moaned knowing that her body had betrayed her. She knew that men
would say that she had the body of a natural slave. But her responses to Atilas’
touches and use had been that of a natural slave as well.
“This does not bode well for you, Regenta.” Atilas said as he stood over his
naked, collared, and chained business partner. “You have excellent slave reflexes. I
was wrong before. I would say properly presented and in the right market. I could
get as high as 50 gold Tarns for you.”
“I suppose that I should be flattered to hear that even though it means that I
will feel the iron very soon,” Regenta responded as she pushed herself off the floor
of the tent. Then seeing the stern look on Atilas’ face she placed herself in the
position of nadu, with her thighs parted and hands palm up atop them and added,
“Master.”
“Regenta, we both know that is what needs to be done. While there are many
fine lines in your explanation of things. You have done far more than just donning
one of our collars and slave attire to adding in the training or conditioning of a new
slave in our house. While I would prefer that my Caste Sister and business partner
restrict her role in the training of our slaves to making observations in the training
or allowing the new slaves to practice their serving skills. I could excuse that. But
to willingly put a house collar on yourself so that you would serve fully as a house
slave, I can not.”
“Spectus threatened to use the papers for the girl assigned to this collar if I
did not obey his wishes. Serving when he wished as one of our slaves was the only
way I saw to keep myself from being marked by the iron as well as buy time to
find my way away from him.” her mouth was dry with fear at what was to come.
“He took great joy in humiliating me whenever possible as well as subjecting me to
slave rape by himself and others to include you.”
“When I was told that the hooded slave in the rack who was not yet branded,
Was a special order capture and be used for our pleasure. I had no idea that it was
you,” He paused before continuing, “But comparing your reactions that night to
those I just enjoyed strongly suggests the slave fires are burning within you. Why
did you not come to me about this?”
“He had convinced me that if I said anything to you. Once he produced the
slave papers for the girl Enta that he made sure listed my statistics and prints. I
would be in the lower pens of the house, branded and with pierced ears within an
ahn.”
“The filled out papers as well as having willingly obeyed and served him
would have not helped your story. So this all started at the time of the attempt to
abduct you from the house?”
“Yes, that was his doing. I had been sneaking around the house as Enta. My
body under the thin house tunic had caught his attention. He did not know who I
was. He saw only a slave, the whip master was sent to collect me to be added to the
serving slaves for that night's dinner and entertainment. I was trapped. I could not
say that I was Lady Regenra, if I had tried then I would not have been believed and
put under the whip or slave goad for lying. My attempts to stay away from him
during the course of the meal failed miserably. He figured out who I was selected
as the slave that would pleasure him that night.
“I was taken to his chambers and chained to his slave ring. When he
returned, he informed me that he knew who I was. I spent two days chained in his
chambers being whipped and slave raped. One the third day, I woke in my own
chambers still naked but the collar was gone and I was being tended to for the
marks of the slave whip on me. I was informed that someone had tried to abduct
and enslave me. That Spectus had stopped them. But that was how he explained
my having been beaten so badly and needing care.”
“Yes, that was what he told myself and the rest of the staff,” nodding at her
explanation.
“I was told by him that I would be at his call to serve when he wished. If I
did not obey, I would be exposed as a slave, beaten and shipped off to be sold in a
private auction of my rivals. That you would go along with what he
recommended.”
“You were foolish to be so easily manipulated by him. I would have asked
questions of you before deciding what should be done. I do not trust Spectus. But
you would have been stripped and examined. If you had been wearing a collar or
slave bracelets for any prolonged time or recently, there would be marks on your
body. You should have had more trust in me, Regenta.” He paused to take a deep
breath, “But finding you out here in the wilderness wearing a house collar in our
own shipment of slaves to the new house in Ar. I have no choice but to brand you
and add you to the shipment of slaves.”
“Yes, Atilas, I know that I have brought this on myself and was foolish.” she
lowered her eyes. Then smiling she looked up at him again, “But may I ask one
favor as your former partner and caste sister?”
“Surely, you are not going to insult me by asking for mercy on you as a
former slaver.”
“No, Master,” she smiled mischievously, “But something that will make you
pleased and spoil the plans of Spectus.”
No comments:
Post a Comment