Cosplay

Roku

I stood awkwardly next to a table. Wolfie was dancing by herself, already too drunk for my taste. I sipped on a wine glass full of lemonade and nibbled on a cupcake.

I was content to watch Wolfie dance around, laughing and smiling. Wolfie's dress matched her hair, a green bodice and underskirt with a glittery black overskirt.

Cole also looked nice. He was doing his job and dancing with all the female guests. I felt bad for him. Boys were supposed to go out to bars with their friends and drink themselves unconscious when they turned 21; not dance stiffly at a party planned by their fathers. I was willing to bet Cole actually only knew a hand full of people here. I knew even less.

Cole finally caught a brake. He walked over to the table where I stood and quickly took note if me.

"You look amazing!" A genuine smile crossed his face.

I looked down shyly, "Thank you, sir."

Cole tsked disapprovingly, "I am not sir or master tonight. You are here as a guest and my friend, so you will address me as such."

"Alright, then thank you, Cole," I corrected myself.

Cole offered me his hand, "Would you like to dance?"

"Sure," I took his hand and left my cup on the table.

Cole tugged me closer, placing his hand on my lower back.

"Cole!!" A loud shout interrupted us.

"Hiro?" Cole dropped his hands.

A familiar looking boy pushed his way through the crowd. He had a fluffy mop of black hair on his head and dark brown eyes. I realized he was the boy from all of Cole's pictures upstairs.

"Hiro!"

"Cole!"

The two boys crashed into each other in some sort of embrace. They were both laughing too hard to talk for a while. I backed off, not wanting to be trampled on.

"It's been far too long!" Hiro panted between laughs.

"That it has, my friend," Cole agreed. He clapped Hiro on the shoulder.

I giggled to myself, this was how the night was supposed to go.

Cole finally turned back to me, "Hiro, this is my new maid, Kitty. Kitty, this is my, well basically, he's my brother!"

Hiro stuck out his hand and I shook it, "She's a cute one, Cole, mind if I take her?"

Hiro beamed at Cole, who jokingly put his arm between us and said, "Back off, this one's mine!"

I blushed and laughed along with them.

"Kitty, is it OK if I hang out with Hiro? I haven't seen him in forever!" Cole asked me.

"Don't ask me!" I laughed, "it's your party! Besides, this is how it's supposed to go. Have fun, try not to die on me."

Cole shouted, "No promises!" Before Hiro pulled him away.

Back at the table, I noticed my glass was missing. I was about to pour myself another when someone tapped my shoulder.

Master Daitan was holding onto my lemonade glass, "I held onto it so no one would get rid of it."

"Thank you, sir," I took the glass back.

I didn't notice how parched I was until I took a drink. I downed the whole glass.

"Here, let me get you some more." Master Daitan left with my glass before I could protest.

"Excuse me, miss?" I turned to see Aika behind me.

Aika looked like a work of art. Her golden curls were expertly arranged like a halo around her head. Her dress was a ball gown design. It was sky blue with puffy sleeves and blue gloves like mine.

Aika was holding a wine glass filled with red liquid.

"Oh, you look beautiful, Miss Aika."

"Thank you miss..?" Aika trailed off.

"Katelynn," I supplied, "and thank you, miss."

"I saw you talking with Cole earlier. He seemed quite happy," Aika drank from her glass.

"His friend showed up," I explained.

"Don't worry, honey. I'm not even that excited to marry him," another sip.

"Why not? If... You don't mind my asking."

"He's a child. You see the way he acts, like a ten year old. I'm a senior in college and he's a freshman this year." One more sip, "Call me old fashioned, but I would prefer my husband to be a few years older than me."

I bobbed my head, "Fair enough."

"Here you are, Miss Katelynn," Master Daitan returned with my glass.

I took back the glass and took a drink.

"Have a good evening, Katelynn," Aika walked away to dance.

I drank a little more of my lemonade. A few minutes later, I started to feel woozy.

"I need a moment outside," I told Master Daitan.

"Here let me help you," he wrapped a hand around my arm just above my elbow and guided me out of the room.

I found myself in one of the side rooms that branched off of the main foyer. I still felt too warm and tired. I fanned my face with my hand. I finished off my lemonade.

Suddenly, the glass slipped from my fingers and shattered onto the floor. I would have fallen too, but Master Daitan caught me.

"Easy there," he whispered.

I couldn't move. It felt like my feet were made of concrete.

"Come with me, I'll take care of you," Master Daitan was trying to be soothing, but all my instincts were telling me to run as far away as possible.

I found myself wanting to run to Cole.

Master Daitan picked me up so I couldn't run and threw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. I wanted to kick and scream and punch but I was paralyzed. I was helpless as he carried me to his office.

Master Daitan slammed me down on his desk. A pen stabbed my back, just below my right shoulder blade. I tried to cry out in pain. Master Daitan started taking off his pants.

"Aww, my little pussy cat looks so cute when she's scared," he cooed.

Master Daitan pulled my dress up and covered my face with it. I couldn't see now, but I could definitely feel it.

His hands were ice cold on my thighs. My panties were removed with one sharp jerk. I heard him climb on to the desk, felt his ragged breathing on my face.

Then he entered me. My mouth fell open but no sound came out. I squeezed a tear out through clenched eyes as he thrust harder and harder. The dress was moved away from my face and I saw the crazed look in his eye.

"Smile for me, pussy cat," he demanded.

It was all I could do to mouth the word 'no'. Master Daitan growled and spit in my face. I felt his fingernails dig into my hips, two or three broke the skin.

"You filthy whore!" He screamed, "I am your master and you will do as I say!"

I twitched my head. This man was not my master, Cole hired me.

This only enraged my attacker further. He pulled out of me and dragged me to the floor. I landed on my belly and he penetrated... Somewhere else.

That was when I blacked out.

I don't know when I woke up, but I was alone when I did. My dress was ripped and no longer covered my breasts, my panties were shredded on the floor. My head was pounding. I slowly stood up. I stumbled around the mansion to what I thought was my room. I crawled into bed and passed out again.