In The House Of The Succubus

The House Of Vandela | Chapter 1

It was a rainy night in Amstadt. No lights were burning inside the houses of the little town and no cattle was outside in the meadows.
No one was still awake at this rainy hour. No one except one harpy girl inside her cage.

The poor harpy had been caught by slave drivers a few days ago and hasn't left the small iron cage ever since. They left her outside in the rain because their horses needed the space in the stables. To them she was nothing but an object which they could sell for a high price.

The name of the poor harpy was Fii. Her deep blue feathers with their golden tips were one of the main reasons why specifically she had been caught. Her feather pattern was one of the rarest that harpies could have.

Fii's bird like legs usually allowed her to stand comfortable for many hours and if it weren't for the rain she would already be asleep.

She was soaked in water from head to toe. Her wings felt twice as heavy and her avian tail was drooping downwards. Even the feathers on her ear were wet and weighed her down.
The only thing that didn't weigh her down that much were the dark blue hair like quills on her head which were cut into a neck long bob since they couldn't hold the water.

She looked outside her cage. With her golden eagle eyes she spotted the key to her cage on a barrel in front of her.
The slave drivers must have forgotten it as they rushed into the inn. Could this be her chance to regain her freedom? She tried to reach the key, but without any hands that proved to be a problem. She couldn't grab them with her wings, so she tried to reach them with her legs. They were longer and could grab, but the keys seemed to be just barely out of reach.

Defeated, she gave up and sat down in her cage. The old bra and the dirty loincloth she wore were already so heavy from the rain they almost wouldn't hold anymore. They were the only pieces of dignity she still had left. She was pretty and her breasts of moderate size, at least cup size C. She was lucky that nothing worse has happened to her yet and she didn't want to risk giving the slave drivers the idea of having sex with her. So she covered herself in her wings, keeping her clothes as dry as possible, and remained the rainy night in the cage outside.

The slave drivers returned the next morning and took the cage of the harpy to the slave market where they intended to sell her.

On the market Fii could see many other slaves, mostly human slaves which probably became slaves because of poverty. There were some other halflings and monsters as well.
There were two male kitsune bound to a post, a female minotaur chained to a wall, at least seven fairies in a jar and several others. Most of them were probably captured just like Fii, except for the kitsune. Halflings do have some rights, so they must have also fallen to this level due to poverty.

The slave drivers went with Fii's cage as deep into the market as they could. The more valuable slaves were sold further in the centre and it seemed they wanted to brag with their catch.

When they finally stopped one of the slave drivers went to her cage and looked at Fii. It was a tall man with long blond hair and a full goatee. His sapphire blue eyes made Fii nervous.

"What a fine gal you are. Bet all of your friends were envying you back at your home. Not like that matters anymore."

The cruel words of the man hurt Fii. It was more of an insult than a compliment. Not like he cared for her anyway. She was just his ware, another object to sell.

"Hey, Jackal, I know you're the boss and all, but maybe don't speak so bluntly to the slave," one of the other slave drivers said, "If she looks too depressed then no one might buy her."

"Of course," Jackal replied and stepped away from Fii's cage.

Hours went by and many other slaves were sold. Some nobles sometimes came over to Fii to look at her, but no one seemed like they were in need of a rare harpy variation.