Red Lace

Chapter 2

ADEYEMI PRINCE IBRAHIM

I excuse myself to visit the dungeon here at the mansion, Okoye will give me a headache! I walk into the dungeon and I find Akintoye busy training a recent initiate.

"Master," He says and I laugh, he drops the whip and walks over to me. We fist bump greeting each other and shoulder bump.

"I am not your master! I remind him but he laughs at me.

"Oh but you are, Prince," He says my name in the most sarcastic and condescending tone because he knows I hate that name.

"What's new with you? Are you ready to be initiated?" I ask him and he sighs before shaking his head no.

"I'm excited but I'm also scared. I figured I should come here and breathe," he says going back to pick up the whip, I laugh at him.

"I wish I were you, the queen wants me to be initiated next year. Imagine," I say and earn a laugh from him, "Don't you dare!" I say knowing he wants to raise the fact that I'm my father and mother's son. "So what did I walk into?" I ask him and he shrugs.

"Well, I'm not allowed to have sex so I can only settle for this. What's up with you?" He asks, I let out a breath and take out a whip from the drawer.

"I met someone today," I start off and he laughs at me as if that's impossible.

"That's not possible, you incapable of feelings," he reminds me, a painful reminder. I would have believed it if I hadn't met her because now I can't stop thinking about her honey-gold flawless skin, her big bold fiery but innocent eyes, and those chubby-like cheeks.

"Then how is it that I can't stop thinking about her, that's what I thought too. That's what I believe too but here I am going crazy, unable to stop thinking about her. Her big bold eyes, that soft voice like a fxcking melancholic song. I hate how she keeps invading my mind!" I explain to him, I have never had to express myself like this before. It's all too strange. I don't like it.

"Wow, you really have it bad. If I didn't know you, I'd actually think you were human," he says and shoves me playfully. "Maybe it's not even that deep, you probably just want to fxck her and keep it moving. You're an immortal, you have no feelings whatsoever," he says and then he walks over to the slave tied up.

"You're probably right, I need a distraction. Let me take over here while you gather the new slaves into the hall." I remind him because it's 5 minutes to 2.

"You right, get laid and forget about this chick,"

NICHUME TSHAWE-MNGUNI

"Why are you doing this?" I ask one of the ladies that is supposed to help us get ready.

"Because we have no choice," The one with short hair responds, I raise an eyebrow confused by her response, "I was born here, my mother was a slave. This place is the only one I know and there's no leaving this place," She says.

"Have you ever tried?" I ask her and she shakes her head with visible fear on her face.

"Anyone that has ever tried leaving has never made it out of those doors. The punishment for trying to escape is being fxcked by as many men as your age." The other lady with long hair responds. I frown confused but also disgusted and scared.

"What do you mean?" Siso asks the ladies to expand.

"The last lady to try and escape here, she was19 years old. Master Okoye had 19 dungeon masters take turns with her." The short-haired lady explains. They look young themselves, probably between the ages of 18 and 21. They are lotioning our bodies with oils and making sure we look 'presentable' enough.