Malicious Paragon (bxb)

Chapter 2

03 POV
The Next Day

This morning I was very excited despite the constant aching pain in my ass and back. Today was one of those rare days that come every month. All of us elites were able to see the kids today. That and babies of course. Even though in reality this place is a brothel on the outside it has the picture-perfect image of an orphanage. Surprising right, but there once was a time when I was a part of that orphanage until age 14 of course when I was shipped and by shipped I mean dragged here. The orphanage is at the front of the building while all of us prostitutes are in the back where everything illegal is. I get ready and put on some wrinkled yet presentable clothing I was awarded years back for actually listing to my masters. I wait by my cell door as I hear gossip coming from every corner.

1 Hour later

"Just because you guys don't have your collars on don't mean you can pull anything got it," the head guard says while specifically looking at a few of us. We nod in understanding as we're welcomed with bright lights and rainbows from every corner. Walking in the hallway I hear Iris say "one day I'll take one of the little cuties all for myself" oh poor them. I feel bad already. The guard soon opens the door that says no entering and that's when kids of all color turn around and looks at all of us as we walk in. I must say this is the first I've agreed with Iris on. We start going further passing by kids fighting, some crying, and others sleeping. The further we walk in the more we spread out, but I instantly walk to the baby's room.

As I walk in I'm greeted by cooing sounds and babbling. I've found out that there are rarely any babies left as all of them are growing into bad little kids. I look around scanning the isles of empty cribs and spot a baby. Upon closer inspection, I see that she was soundly asleep so I left her alone and kept my slow and soundless pace making sure not to wake anyone up. That's when I see him. A little babbling baby almost the size of my hands. It was as if he was a newborn. I rushed over to the crib and glanced over. It's like as soon as I have seen him I wanted him. I picked him up carefully and pulled him towards my chest. The smell of this baby was so calming I almost went to sleep. I looked down at him and caught him chewing on my shirt drool coating his fingers.

Those little blue eyes of his shone brightly as he looks at me. As I'm holding him one of my other inmates comes in looking for a baby while starting up a conversation. " I'm glad I found this room all those other kids are either too smart or just plain demons," she says with a laugh. " I know that's why I'm always the first to come in here" I reply rocking the baby while looking at 19. It seems that she found a baby that was up and she picks her up while making cooing noises. Paying attention to her I instantly blush and look down when I see little blue sucking my nipple harshly. Biting back my gasp I pry him off as I walk to the back room to find the formula. Believe it or not, this is not the first time this has happened.

I grab the formula pouring in a certain amount into the bottle with water. I shake it up a bit and pour some out on my wrist. Seeing that it's fine I hurriedly feed little blue. Sitting on the chair in the room I rock him as he feeds while looking at me. Those cute little eyes and strands of black hair. I don't know who in the brothel birthed him but if I was them I would try to see him daily. Yes that's what happens to most prostitutes when they sleep with a customer they get pregnant and ship them a few steps away and in the future, they would be in the business. The truth is horrible and I wish it was different I do. If I could save all these children I would but at the moment I don't have that power. There has to be a way out of here and I will find it.

Some Hours Later

Hearing loud groans coming from next door I could tell it was time for me to go. I stood up to lay the now asleep baby down in his crib giving him a little kiss on his nose, but as I got up I look across the room and spot a box an old-looking box. Moving towards it I notice carvings on the box with the number 02131103. Instantly I grabbed the box from under the dresser and stuffed it in my pants pocket. Knowing I could get in trouble for this I hurriedly went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Being as I haven't seen my appearance in years (because of the lack of mirrors) I was shocked. Of course, the small box was easily hidden in my cargo pants pocket. I took one more look at myself before I darted to the door leaving little blue fast asleep.

As soon as we arrived back at the cells our collars were put on instantly. After that, I hurriedly grabbed the box and hid it under my dresser as well as beneath the floor in a hole I created a while ago, and stood up waiting for my pat-down. They do this every time we leave the orphanage to make sure we took nothing. Not that anything they have would be of any use anyway. I hear each person groan as things are taken away from them offering blowjobs to keep them, only to get spit in their face as a response. The last person in this place to care would always be the guards in fact they would only add on to your misery. That's when I turned around only to see him. The most hated guard in the brothel house. I look up at him with innocence only to get a frown in return. Ignoring that I raise my arms as he pats me down harshly looking for anything to snitch about. He then turns me around slapping my ass hard before quickly locking my cell. "Fuck you" I mumble turning around.

After spending all that time in the orphanage I eventually had to get back to my cruel reality. I dig through the drawers for anything seductive for the new sets of masters. Since my morning started off so well I just refused to let those perverted bastards ruin my day. As soon as I found what I was looking for I put on the two-piece and wrapped around a black silk robe. Ever since I've seen my appearance I've realized how much power I could hold over those bastards just with my looks alone, maybe that could get me out of here I thought to myself. Checking one more time from different angles to see if the book was noticeable I head out of my cell waiting for the arrival of some new people.