The Heiress

The Heiress-3

Arian jerked awake as the hand shook him again. He opened his eyes to a servant he didn't recognize beckoning him out of the bed. He groggily crawled off of the mattress.

He had stayed awake well past midnight waiting for someone to come and retrieve him. Sophia fell asleep not long after he arrived and woke up a few times, they had talked, he had done a couple of things for her, but he stayed awake waiting for someone to collect him. He'd fallen asleep sitting on the bed rubbing her neck.

He followed the servant on his knees back to the slaves quarters where he lived. The room was nowhere near as extravagant as Sophia's had been, and they housed six men in as much space. None of the other slaves so much as blinked an eye as Arian was returned to the room, while a sex slave was not often kept overnight, it happened; thus one of the residents of the slaves quarters being returned in the morning was not questioned.

He went immediately to his bunk to retrieve gym clothes, as the slaves' mornings always began with a healthy breakfast and an intense workout session. Then they would have lunch before their group training sessions that always pertained somehow to their place at the estate. After, they were taken to dinner before the baths, where there master had ordered that they clean each other. Occasionally, he or the mistress would be there to watch. After they were clean they were taken back to their quarters where they enjoyed free time as they waited, ready and in uniform, to be called upon by a patron or a trainer who would conduct a private session on something that the slave needed a little extra work on.

Often, this routine was interrupted by one of the many parties that the Rothschild family threw. They had a large estate, a ready staff, and no problem making use of both.

The Rothschild family name first became prominent in the nineteenth century when a man named Mayer began N.M. Rothschild and Sons, a trading company based in London. His quick rise to fame and fortune caught the attention of a number of governments whose patronage secured the standing of his family name more than 200 years later, making them one of the most successful families in the world.

In the twenty first century, Alder Rothschild continued to run both the family estate and the family business, keeping the name just as successful as it had begun, giving his family more wealth than a number of first world nations.

Arian pulled the gym shorts around his waist, not bothering for privacy, privacy was something Arian no longer had, nor did he feel he needed. His body was not his own and the men he lived with were now his brothers, brothers he had been forced to have sex with, but brothers nonetheless. It was not long before he was called into line and taken to the gym.

The slaves occasionally exercised outside, but the dreary London weather made the amount of times that the slaves were permitted to see the sun few and far between. They could not complain about the gym that they were given, it had every piece of equipment imaginable and enough space for other group exercises. Most of the exercise was monitored, of course, but the slaves were allowed an hour or so of time to do whatever sort of workout they liked or felt they needed. Then they worked with personal trainers and did group activities after. Most days, Arian worked on strength training, it was his favorite.

The day progressed normally, and Arian was sitting on his bed with a book when a servant called his number. He walked to the door, was handed clothing, and walked back to his bunk to change. He shed his shorts and bowtie for something similar to the outfit from the day before, this time with lighter jeans and a long sleeved shirt. He crawled through the halls behind the servant, having grown rather quick on his hands and knees after four years of being restricted to them whenever traveling through the estate. Arian's suspicions were confirmed when he heard Sophia's voice after the servant knocked.