Wilting Violet (Heirs Series 1.00)

Chapter Five Votes

October 13, 2015, 9:45 pm, Victor's POV

     "I say we move the cameras," Leonard says irritably as he completes some work on his lap. Itzal rolls his eyes while cleaning his reading glasses, and I just continue watching them. 'While Violet had her Submission Contract, we wrote a Primary Contract to determine how everything would happen during this arrangement. And out of everything, the Nighttime Rituals took the longest to hammer out. Each of us accepts that we will not know what the others do, just things we are not allowed to do during the Ritual... unless certain things are in motion. It is hard because believing the rules won't be broken involves a degree of trust that none of us have in each other.'

     'And so a lengthy clause had to be written. As Heirs, if we are all currently in the house, we must wait until Violet is retrieved from the main living room before two of the three may return to business. One of the three, acquired by a unanimous vote of the two, will stay behind and wait outside the chosen Wing until the Ritual is over. They will be referred to as the Watcher. If Violet leaves the Wing before the Ritual is over, for any reason, she is forfeited to the Watcher, i.e., the waiting Heir.'

   'In this, we are trusting many things, but the one thing we could not agree on was whether we believed Violet would be able to escape if she ever wanted to. And so each Wing was fitted with a camera pointing fully at the door. If Violet should ever try the door and it does not open, the Heir forfeits all rights to Violet for a month. In all irony, this protects Violet but ensures the door remains open from the inside, which is how I lost half my Ritual. Camile did not rip me off her because my hand was touching her when she exited my Wing, making her still in my possession. But the moment I stepped back, she was forfeited.' I glare heatedly at the floor.

   "If the camera moves in his Wing, it moves in all of our Wings. Do you want that?" Itzal questions Leonard, whose lips twist into a sneer. 'No, we don't, and he will never get two of us to agree. So he has no choice but to shut up.'

   "He is probably fucking her." Leonard snarls, and we all roll our eyes at him.

    "Did you see her limping, sobbing, and covered in finger shaped bruises?" I get out in a belittling voice.

   "No." Leonard snaps, and Itzal ignores him as we watch the timer count down the five minutes that this little conversation is supposed to last. 'If only two Heirs are remaining, they get to roll the die to decide who gets to keep watch on the Heir Violet chooses. But if it is only one, they have no choice but to watch. And if the only Heir here with Violet is the one she has chosen, they must perform the Ritual in her bedroom... a room with cameras in the most perverse places. A surefire way to get knowledge on what Camile is actually doing to Violet, but none of us will agree to stay away during her two hours window... because of the risk that she would have chosen one of us had we been green.

    "Then Camile didn't fuck her, Stupid." I snap, 'Camile is crafty, yes, but in rigid control of himself. The way he fucks... the cruelty and humiliating way he fucks, Violet would be crying for hours... Like the rest of us, he has a persona to maintain. One that has less to do with his day to day life, but all to do with how sick in the head he is. He fucks some of the girls that come to his parties when he needs it bad enough, but he has to be tame with them, but with Violet, who by all rights belongs to us... he wouldn't be tame.'

    "Okay, he could have threatened her," Leonard says, and I roll my eyes and let Itzal do this one. Itzal flicks his paper up and then signs the bottom of something.

    "You know Leonard. You might be correct," Itzal says, and my eyes fly to him, expecting to see some taunt in his eyes, but Itzal nods like he is serious.