My Master

Chapter 1

EDITED

Talia;

He had come to me again, and chained me to my bed. Well my excuse of a bed anyway. And he had had his way with me. I cringe as I remember the loud groans of pleasure he had emitted while taking me. I felt dirty at the thought of me being the source of his pleasure. And then he had bit me after pouring his filthy self into me. I remember the searing pain. God, that pain was a constant reminder of who I was. What I was.

A sob threatens to escape my lips as I think about my family. I think about the sickening way in which they had been forced to hand their only child over, only for them to be killed afterwards.

On that particular night, our town had been invaded, many young girls and boys had been abducted.

At that time we did not know who had abducted us, or why they had done it. Little did we know

I had been sold the very day I had been abducted. Apparently I was a rare breed. I remember vividly the disgusted look on my face as they probed and analyzed me and pegged me 'the rare breed', as if I was some sort of animal. My master had bought me for a large sum of money apparently. And he reminded me everyday since the day he bought me.

"I paid a hefty price for you," he'd say, "so you have to compensate by being good to me"

And by that he meant lying on my back, tied to my bed, helpless, and with him using my body for his pleasure while I screamed out in pain and sobbed at how pathetic my life really was.

He had done all things to me, raped me, drank from me, whipped me, all of it. But according to him I still was not broken enough. I put up a tough front sometimes, but inside I was shattered. I just did not want him to know it, that would pat his already huge ego.

I would always challenge him and I always got whipped for doing so. I always got whipped for not allowing my Master to drink from me, and I always got whipped if I resisted him sexually. Sometimes I got whipped just for his sick pleasure.

The door to my room creaked and my heart almost jumped out through my throat.

"Pet!" He seethed.

I flinched.

He was not in a good mood. This can't be good for me.

I glared at him as I awaited my fate.

"Get up!" He demanded.

I kept sitting down. I loved the way his jaw tightened when I defied him. It made me feel so good to know that I could pull a reaction out of him. I simply loved it, even though the consequences were usually very painful.

"I said get the fuck up. We need to talk." He said pulling me up forcefully.

"My brother, Lord Kayden is coming to visit. You're going to be the perfect little pet tonight or else there will be consequences. Terrible ones." I glared at him and remained silent.

"I shall order the healer to heal your back so that you are comfortable tonight" he said and walked out.

Lord Kayden. I had heard of him before. I heard he was ruthless and brutal.

Rumour had it that he had killed all his previous pets, all of them at once. And since then he had never had a pet. Apparently he lived in his huge castle with his servants and no one else. Rumour also had it that he was engaged to Lady Dalia, daughter of the Lord of the Vitigia.

Kayden, the Lord of Vinnona.

A cold shiver ran up my spine as I thought about him.

The healer walked in some minutes later and ordered me to strip and lie on my stomach as she healed my back which still bore the remnants of my most recent punishment, which had been administered the previous night.