Sold To The Beast (On hold)

Chapter Five

Eve's jaw dropped slightly as her eyes landed on the young girl that had just called Hans from the kitchen. She was just a child; wild eyed and innocent. She shuddered at the thought of what Hans had purchased the girl for. He hadn't seemed like that sort of man but then again, Eve had only just met him.

"How...old are you?" Eve managed, still slightly out of breath. She slid from the counter top, arranging her top to its original position.

The girl Han's had called Mira laughed, "It is not what you think. Hans purchased me in order to save me from a much worse fate. He has not laid a hand on me."

Eve blinked in surprise, "Oh, I see."

"It's quite alright. Given his reputation, it is only fair that you should think the worst of him." Mira spoke, nodding her head slightly, "Come along then. Let's get you situated."

Eve slowly followed the girl from the kitchen. As they did so, Eve could not help but pick of snippets of conversation that flowed from somewhere in the house. Hans sounded angry indeed. A flash of fear crept up her spine as she wondered if that anger would be directed towards her later on.

Mira eventually came to a halt in front of a large door. She opened it and ushered Eve inside. There must have been a mistake. The room she now stood in seemed fit for a Queen, not for someone as low in social stature as herself. She turned to Mira, a confused expression clearly written across her face.

"Hans treats his slaves well. You will find that Hans is a very generous Master." Mira's eyes roamed Eve's barely covered body, "He won't tire of you anytime soon, that I can assure you."

Eve blushed deeply at Mira's bluntness. Surely such a young girl could not have such knowledge regarding a mans...needs? Mira took a step towards Eve, motioning for her to turn around. Eve did as she was instructing. When she felt Mira's hands on her back, she took a step away.

"No need to be ashamed. Hans has provided you with more appropriate clothing. I am simply helping you undress. These corset tops are a nightmare to remove by oneself."

"Excuse me for asking but how is it your speech resembles that of a woman and not of a child?" Eve inquired.

"I was raised in a brothel, Eve. I am quite accustomed to both the male and female form." Mira explained, "The brothel was bought out by the Market and all the Untouched in the building were quickly put up for auction. Hans bought me before I became sullied."

Eve nodded her head and allowed the girl to undo the strings that held her corseted top in place. When the girl finished, she took the top and tossed it aside. She motioned towards a large wooden wardrobe next to the king size bed.

"You will find an assortment of different clothing that are more to Hans' taste. The bathroom is over there," She tilted her heads towards a door on the opposite side of the room, "Hans, I'm sure, will be along shortly."

Mira backed out of the room, shutting the door behind her. Eve was left to her own devices. She wandered over to the wardrobe, opening it with a bit of appreciation. Her eyes widened at the variety of clothing it held. Her fingers drifted over the different fabrics in awe. She had never seen such an array of clothing. She couldn't wrap her mind around the fact that they were all hers.

After much deliberation, she finally settled on a simple silk emerald colored dress. Folding it over her arm, she made her way over to what Mira had referred to as the bathroom. In her previous home, her only choice of washing had been a bucket of cold water and a dirty rag. She was unfamiliar with the large ceramic basin that sat in the middle of the room as she walked in.

Staring down at it, she frowned. Where was the water? She reached for the metal turning knobs, turning one. Water immediately show from the metal tube that extended from it. Her eyes widened as the room began filling with steam. She reached for the other and found that it produced cold water.

The large basin filled with water. She dipped her foot in, almost groaning as the hot water enveloped her. She carefully slid her entire body in, letting the water wash over her. She laid her head back, staring up at the ceiling. Did people truly live in such a fashion? Was this truly her new life? Eve had an overwhelming fear that at any moment, she would awaken and find that all of it had been a dream.

Her thoughts slowly turned back to Hans. Her teeth clamped down on her bottom lip as a mixture of excitement and fear ran down her spine. It was odd that one man could make her feel both at the exactly the same thing. She felt her nipples harden, her stomach churning, as the feeling of his hands upon her filled her mind. He certainly knew his way around the female form.

She tried to focus on something, anything but him. It was useless. The thought of him consumed her. She found her eyes closing, hand dipping beneath the surface of the water between her legs. She imagined his hand in the place of her own as she began touching herself in a forbidden manner. The women in her previous home had drilled into her that the touching of oneself was not something that a proper woman should ever do.  

Her breathing became labored, her back arching away from the porcelain as her body reacted beneath her touch. Suddenly, she felt another hand on her breasts. Her eyes flew open. Hans loomed over her, his chest bare. His arm reached over her, his large head gently but firmly cupping her breasts. His fingers lightly teased her taunt nipple, pinching and rolling it. He leaned his head down, capturing her lips. 

His lips trailed down towards her neck. Her head tilted, allowing him access to the sensitive crook of her check. He chuckled, teeth scraping against her flesh. His other hand dipped beneath the water, pushing her hand aside. She gripped the side of the tub as he teased her, finger sliding in and out in an excruciatingly slow fashion. The water sloshed, splashing out onto the floor, as her hips jerked in response to his touch.

"Eager are we?" He growled, teeth nipping at her ear lobe.

"Hans." She gasped, back arching as his pace remained steady. Flames licked at her skin as his fingers moved against her skin. She didn't know how much more she could take.