SAVASCUS :
“Thanks for sharing the cell with me. To think all the other slaves are actually avoiding me. I’ll remember this; I won’t be helping them as an act of vengeance against them.”
“Remind me of your name, please! I tend to forget it.”
Amelia’s hands meandered softly, following the path from my neck, then she grabbed my shirt, tried to remove it but I slapped her hand away, softly. She moved to my breasts, touching them delicately.
“I know you like it. It isn’t good to deny pleasures, Savascus.”
She pulled me and released her glamorous charms. Knowing a succubus was troublesome; her body was on top of me and I felt hot, enjoyment rising in my heart and down my belly. I didn’t hate it and all the struggling thoughts faded as soon as her tongue darted all around me, especially my private part and chest.
As the guards opened the door, I lounged on the wall quickly, my necklace resting at an insouciant angle, my long coloured green hair in black pinned at my shoulders from sweat and sweeping the floor. Aurelia sat down next to me, touching my butt as the guard examined us with his ugly eyes. She grinned when I glared at her.
“The little Dahlia is, here again, I wonder how she will entertain us. I stole food as usual. It was thrilling. Do you know how I did it? I chose a new way how to steal,” she breathed in my ear while I pressed my hand against my mouth suppressing a moan. “You should let it out. I like listening to your voice.”
The guard’s smile didn’t waver instead he pushed Dahlia inside. She stumbled and fell. Unlike normal circumstances, she didn’t get up. Her face was buried on the ground and her hands rested next to her head. Aurelia crouched checking her face.
“What happened this time? Did you start another fight?” she smirked.
From the opening on her neck, I noticed bruises on her neck, around the collar part. It was triggered and this was the extreme punishment the slave trader ordered to anyone who offended him. There were also love bites. Dahlia stood up slowly, her eyes slowly adjusting to the poor light. Humans didn’t have the ability to see in darkness like succubus or elves… Like the both of us. She squinted her eyes, perceived our shapes then glared. I didn’t know what was going on in her small head and my curiosity was at fault for my nosy behaviour.
“Aurelia. Dahlia isn’t in the mood to listen to your heartfelt concerns,” I sighed seeing Dahlia curl into a ball in a corner.
“She is dull, my dear. Where were we? Shall we return to what we were doing?”
My eyes didn’t leave Dahlia who flinched at what Aurelia was about to do. I kissed Aurelia tenderly then pushed her. I understood what happened to Dahlia; I heard the men here liked to rape their slaves.
“It’s alright!” I hugged her as she trembled. “We shall exact revenge together and show them humiliation as they did to us.”
“You are right!” she sniffed. “He raped me… The man I told you about… I was sold again to him… My mind is in a state of war… I regret everything and I miss them. I miss all of them, even the grumpy Charles… I wish I could go back but time only moves forward,” she bit her lower lip as I caressed her back then laughed. “Did you expect me to be this dramatic? I can’t be like this.”
“He flogged you,” I ignored her shift in mood.
“It’s not like I could have avoided it. Still, it’s better than his mouth all over me. I never felt so angry at myself this way,” she threw her head back glaring at the door. “I think I hate a man’s touch. I threw up on his clothes. It was so satisfying! Do you know how much he hated my puck? It was like putting rats in his pants. He jumped everywhere then took out his belt. I didn’t mind the pain as long as I didn’t have his mouth in a mine or over me.”
She laughed but tears came down her cheeks. She never told us anything except for the time she spent on the hunting ground. Dahlia was like this, torturing herself by suppressing everything she felt. However, I guessed no matter how much someone tried to hide what they felt, it was bound to explode. She steeled herself again, wiping the tears that came out.
DAHLIA:
It was this night.
We planned to escape this night and I was the main mastermind.
Hovering over unfortunate events wasn’t good for me. I had to humiliate him tonight, as revenge for the mistreatment he inflicted upon me. I wasn’t going to give up my fate to these barbarians; I was better than that. Following Savascus and Aurelia was a fine goal for now.
We nodded at each other and I screamed as hard as I could, showing the pain I felt in my back. I wanted to plan my escape thoroughly but Aurelia said this opportunity wouldn’t come twice; she was also the one who asked for immediate medical intervention. I stole a razor blade from the slave dealer’s office and sprayed a powder Savascus gave me on his desk. I wasn’t going to miss a day where I was in his office, a perfect opportunity to work on our escape. If Savascus was the one who asked, it wouldn’t seem so genuine, she was too prideful to ask for anything. Yet, she was the one who made my back worse.
“You wouldn’t want to be punished. The girl is bleeding and you can’t ignore that. You are two guards here, it won’t hurt to check. Blame your master for flogging her so hard…”
I lied down facing the wall while the succubus glamoured the guards with her words. Strangely, it didn’t work on him; he merely shrugged her words away. My eyes checked on the Lingering on the side, standing in the shadows no one saw with us. I whispered my wish for it to steal the life of the guard. To my surprise, it shifted to his side inhaling his aura. When a guard came in to check on me, I definitely sensed his touch; Aurelia slit the throat of the one outside, weakened by the Lingering. Savascus and I took care of the second one while he was focused on touching me by breaking his neck.
I had been planning this for a month. Creating fights and disturbance to be punished by starvation, to observe the guards movements and the way the fortress was built. I suggested for us to separate each on our path, at least, we could be confident some of us might escape unscathed. We had to make sure at least two of us escaped. I ran like my life hand on a thread, my back ached. I had to go to the slave dealer’s office to destroy the main source of the collars. At first, it was Savascus mission but I was more suited for it because I visited previously so I was more familiar with it. Instead, Savascus was tasked with getting rid of the guards and Aurelia had to disable the magic barrier feeding on our mana.
In my way, I opened the cells to cause a diversion to the guards supposedly Savascus missed on her way. I went through all my memories of the office to see where the remote was. Time was priceless in our current situation. Unlike my predictions, the corridors changed considerably after the alarm was activated. Everything turned darker with roaming Lingering all around us. Were they put in case something like this happened? As soon as they saw me, they turned to circle me. The Lingering in my shadow gasped like a scream but it was deprived of any humanity. I tried my luck and wished for them to disperse. Unlike the Lingering I was familiar with, they didn’t budge. Therefore, I ran straight ahead dodging their touches. It wasn’t good if a Lingering touched me again. I reached the office after circling sneaking. Strangely, I wasn’t scared of the Lingering anymore. I wondered how they did to catch them. Was it someone who saw them too?
I leaned against the wall waiting for the mechanism Aurelia was tasked with to be disabled. Savascus would already be near the main door. I was confident if that thing was switched, all the doors would open.
“Yo, little fox. Your fur might be sold for thousands.”
I slapped myself to return to reality; he wasn’t supposed to be here. I turned away running. Damn it! Lilith told me to never face my enemies with my back. When I realized that, a steely sharp tiny ball hit me in my left shoulder. I cursed out loud.
“I don’t like slaves being away from their cells so late at night.”
“We don’t belong to you.”
“Don’t be like that. I paid money for you. Now, now… I don’t want to hurt you again Kneel and please me, I might spare you.”
I suddenly got an idea. He had to have the remote to unlock these collars. I should simply disarm him and get the dam thing. I knelt obediently but his weapon was still aiming at me. “Now, suck my dick!” I didn’t want to but I had to disarm him. “Don’t even think of raising your head again! I know how things like you operate. Hurt me and I will shoot.”
DAHLIA: I definitely didn’t want to think about how hard I had to bite my own lip to keep quiet. Or how obvious it was that I wanted to kill him, but I never killed anyone with my own hands. As I heard the door unlock and the man turned his head checking the sound, I swiftly grabbed his head from his chin throwing him on the ground. When he tried to grab his weapon that I kicked away, the knife I got from a guard was on his throat, faster than his words. “Surprised?” I asked sweetly. “A move and your head might be away.” I placed my foot on his chest, pressing down a little to remind him that he was at my mercy. “I am done with being polite. Now, move there,” I pointed at the office with my chin, his face pale. “C’mon. I can’t move with your leg over me. Am I really to believe you’d harm me?” “You once told me I could only lower my head… I am doing it right now, to look at your disgusting face. Remember karma always play
DAHLIA: I always dreamt of a charming prince who would fight for me. When I was in the village, it didn’t have a name; I thought I would be like a princess waiting for a prince to save her. However, the reality was much more than it seemed. In the end, I was caught again and I heard all the escapees got caught too, except for Aurelia and Savascus. A certain robust guy I never saw before ruined my plans. My plan had two flaws; the existence of the strong guy and the consciousness of the slave dealer. I expected him to be sleeping in his quarters after inhaling the powder. In my solitude, I pondered about a lot of things like the reason that kept Aurelia or more like Aureoles and Savascus here. I concluded; despite being strong, the collars had us in check. Lately, mine was reinforced; I felt like my energy drained quickly. I slept all the time and the only way to know how much time had passed was the regularity of the piece of bread and glass of
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