"Aliana, our Master owns you. All of you. He can take what is his when he wants. It is your duty as his pet to please him." I looked at Silver. Terror evident in my eyes. "Try not to panic, Aliana. This will be your first time. It will hurt...
Sawyer and I exited the elevator and made our way to the entrance to the gardens. It was important that both witnesses and the cameras saw us heading in that direction. We would use the service paths to actually get there eventually, but first we made a pit stop at the servants entrance along the side of the castle, just off the service paths to the garden.
Sawyer had scoped out the entrances and exits we would be using. He had also wisely neglected to tell me that we would be changing into servant uniforms which he had hidden by the entrance in case any cameras picked us up on our way toward the dungeons. His outfit consisted of black slacks and a cream shirt. No shoes. Mine was...well...a little less.
"Sawyer! I...I can't go around in public wearing this. It's worse than the stupid outfits our Master makes me wear in public. Please. Can't I dress up as a servant boy?" I looked at his outfit with open envy on my face. He laughed and then kissed the top of my head.
"Sorry, love. There's no way anyone would believe you were a boy with...um...those curves." He covered his mouth to stop himself from releasing another laugh. "Just put it on. It will be fine. It's what all the servants wear. No one will notice." I sighed. Yeah. I've heard that before. It still didn't make it any less humiliating.
I shimmied into the tiny, thin, black skirt that covered to just below my bum. No underwear. A lace up crop top completed the outfit. My taut tummy was in full view. I wanted to cry. I had feared meeting Alaric in the pet costume I had picked out thinking it was too revealing. This. Ugh. This was a disaster. I sighed again.
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He smiled. "Come on." I rolled my eyes. "Fine." We entered the castle through the servant's quarters. True to his word, all the female servants wore the same outfits I had on. Vampires had some serious issues to resolve about how they felt about human women. If we were so horrible and so much more beneath them, why did they insist on dressing us like a teenage boy's wet dream? I mean, I like steak but I wasn't running around dressing cows in sexy lingerie.
Servants were not allowed to be seen in the main areas of the castle. To solve this issue, there were passageways created just behind the walls of the main areas. So, much like rats, servants walked behind the walls to the different areas of the castle where they were assigned to serve, completely hidden from anyone in the main area of the castle.
There were no cameras here. That much was certain. There was no need. Nothing of importance were in these passageways. Just servants. We came upon a few of the servants being sexually abused by Half Blood guards. People moved around them as if nothing were happening. Most of the servants walked around with open bite wounds around their bodies where they'd been grabbed by guards for a quick feeding or abused by the Vampires they served.
I was grabbed by a guard as we turned a corridor, but Sawyer managed to push me forward and push another unsuspecting servant into the guard's hands before anything could happen to me. It was harsh and I felt horrible, but I knew that we could not afford trouble. Fighting the guard would only end in one or both of us dying. We continued to move along without further incident.
