A New Beginning Ch. 01

Kiryu Jones parked his car and locked it before walking the several blocks downtown to get to a back alley where he'd heard there was to be an 'assistant' auctioning held. He turned and looked at the alley door with a piece of paper that read in bold letters: 'SLAVE AUCTION'.

"Huh, couldn't have been more blunt if they'd tried." He said under his breath, pushing the door open. He wasn't expecting much, seeing as this was such a low end auction, but as long as he could get someone that could cook and clean he would be fine.

Once he entered the large room, it reeked of sweat and booze. Everywhere he looked, he could see almost nothing but large, ugly men, clearly only there because they were desperate for a woman's attention, and what better way to get it than to buy a girl who wouldn't have any choice?

He found a seat in one of the rows near the middle of the room, not in the front or the back, and sat down as they brought girl after girl up on the stage.

Most of them were probably in their mid twenties, and specifically trained sexually, and not domestically which was a disappointment to Kiryu. He was getting tired as each girl was auctioned off to the pigs that were attending, and not one had been properly trained in simple mundane tasks. Finally, when he was just about to leave, a younger girl was brought out. She couldn't have been older than nineteen, and she had long hair, auburn, but with a hint of a black cherry color to it, and a very petite shape.

"Here we have a rather sexy looking slave, Anastasia!" The auctioneer said, causing Kiryu to roll his eyes as the man walked over and took her chain in his hand. The poor girl looked frightened, not only without the same confidence that the other girls had been trained to show, but real fear. Her eyes scanned the crowd sadly until she saw Kiryu.

'Maybe...' She tried so hard not to get her hopes up. 'He's much too handsome... He couldn't just be desperate for a girl... maybe he could really want a worker...' She glanced over at the auctioneer just as he yanked her onto her knees, causing her to fall.

"Please... Please..." She mouthed to the stranger in the crowd. Any possible chance of escaping the rape and abuse that awaited her with any of the drooling, lustful men in the crowd was a dream she didn't think possible, but was desperate for.

She could see his eyes narrow, but he seemed to ignore her.

"Now Ana here is a rarity. She has had full domestic training, and she has served in some of the wealthiest homes in this side of the country. She has had little to no training sexually, but anyone can be taught." The auctioneer chuckled, grabbing the makeshift collar around her neck and pulling her up to look at him. "And you're a fast learner, aren't you, girl?" He smiled evilly. The girl trembled a little and nodded, but the horrible glare she received from the auctioneer terrified her into speaking.

"Yes Sir..." She said so quietly that even the man she spoke to couldn't have heard her if not for the microphone.

"A thousand!"

"No, two!"

The bids began to fly, and as it was her first auction, the slave was surprised at how low of a price people were willing to pay for a human life. She looked back out into the crowd and met the stranger's eyes again, and as tears flooded her eyes, she forced back a quiet sob.

"Please..." She begged silently, praying with everything in her that she could escape her imminent fate.

'But she's so little... she couldn't do anything...' Kiryu argued with himself in his mind. 'She's the best they've got so far and I might lose my only chance...'

"Three thousand, seven hundred and fifty? Do I hear four?" The auctioneer called out, smiling.

Bids kept flying, but the second they began to slow, the auctioneer stood Anastasia up and had her remove the thin robe she had been wearing to reveal her sheer nightgown, then pose her in every which way to get them going again.

One man stared at Ana in between bids, and she knew that she was going home with him. With every bid that was made, he would one up them, and finally he was holding his place at seven thousand, five hundred.

One last look from Ana pushed Kiryu over the edge, however, and he raised his hand.

"Ten thousand!" He called out, and the room silenced immediately. Nobody in the room should've been able to afford that, and Kiryu could see Anastasia trying to hide her reaction, but she wasn't doing so well. She had to bury her face to hide her relieved tears and thankful prayers.

The auctioneer, through his shock was the first person to break the silence, much to his credit, for he hadn't expected anyone to show up at such a small auction and pay ten thousand, even for his youngest girl.

"Sold! To the handsome young man in the white coat!"

'Ouch.' Kiryu smiled in spite of himself.

Anastasia was walked off of the platform by another man, and Kiryu headed to the back to write his check and collect his property. Neither he, nor the slave spoke to one another until they were both outside, but as soon as the door closed behind them, Anastasia hit her knees right there on the pavement in front of her new owner and began to kiss his shoes and sob like she hadn't in a long time.

"Oh thank you so much Master! You'll never know how much this means to me, Sir! All they wanted was to rape me and hurt me... Sir, I can cook and clean like no one you've ever seen before, and I can even watch children and pets if I need to, and I work so hard, I'll never do a task half heartedly. I work and put my everything into it!"

Kiryu rubbed his temple, slightly annoyed with so much sudden chatter.

"Calm yourself down girl." He said, pulling his foot away.

She quieted and sat up on her knees, embarrassed by her sudden word vomit.

"You don't know anything about what I want from you. Now get in the car." He said firmly, pulling on her chain.

She stood up and followed him to the car where he opened the backseat door and let her in before getting in on the drivers side and starting the car.

"You'd better be worth every penny." He muttered to himself.

"I will, Master. Honest." She said quietly, then both rode in silence for about an hour before they pulled into the driveway of a large, beautiful house. Even though it had been her first auction, Ana had been sold before, so she knew better than to comment on the house. After her talking earlier, she didn't dare to even open her mouth as Kiryu parked the car and let the girl out.

She stood still as he closed and locked the doors, then followed him up the front steps, into the house, and once the door was locked behind them, Kiryu stared at the girl for a few minutes, then spoke.

"First of all, I'm going to call you Ana in short." He stated, looking down the hall, thinking. "I suppose I'll have you start cleaning here for now. At least till I think of what else to do in the meantime." He said, leaving her and going into the recreation room where he sat in his chair and turned on the tv to watch the news. Ana stood in the hall for a moment before walking down the hall and finding the kitchen. In the cabinet under the sink, she found all the cloths and cleaners one could ever need, and in the large pantry, she found a broom, mop, and dustpan. She started wiping down all of the counters and sweeping and mopping the kitchen floor, but there wasn't much else to do there so she took the broom into the hallway and began to sweep just as Kiryu walked out of the recreation room, into that same hallway. When Ana saw her Master, she started to sweep a little faster, trying to show that she was a hard worker, but when she accidentally hit a small table with the broom, a large vase fell off and shattered on the floor. Her eyes widened in horror as she knelt down, staring at the mess. 'Please God.. Don't let it be an expensive one...' She prayed silently.

"Why did you just break my priceless vase..?" Kiryu asked slowly, his jaw locking as he tried to fight his anger.

"Master, please forgive me! I just was going too fast and I didn't-"

"ENOUGH!!!" He shouted, roughly grabbing her arm and pulling her to her feet, then into the kitchen where he shoved her against the far wall and pinned her trembling body with his own that was nearly shaking from anger.

"I guess it must be time for me to explain my rules." He growled from somewhere deep in his throat, seeming to fight some urge deep within.

"Rule number one: No speaking unless spoken to. I didn't pay that money to hear you talk."

His words brought the slave's mind back to earlier when she had visibly irritated him with her excessive word count, and she shivered a little.

"Rule number two: Be quiet as you're walking around, doing things. Just keep noises to a minimum.

Three: When I am working, you don't disturb me for ANY reason. There is not a thing under the sun that is justifiable concerning my being interrupted while I work.

Number four: Your schedule which will be explained shortly, is to be followed exactly. Mealtimes, chore completion, ect. I want it perfect.

Rule number five: You are to look presentable for me at all times."

He looked down at my clothing with obvious distaste.

"Tomorrow I will supply suitable attire, and any other such things you would need, such as shoes, nightgowns, etc."

Ana swallowed and nodded gratefully.

"The only other rule I can think of at the moment is simple. I tell you what to do, and you say 'Yes Sir.' Simple enough?"

The girl nodded quickly, not breaking eye contact.

Kiryu released her and stepped back a little.

"I'm not dumb enough to believe that you haven't been trained, so I presume that you won't need many rules. You know how to behave, it is a simple matter of character at this point..." He traced his finger on the soft skin of her exposed arm and took in her appearance for the first time up close.

Seemingly underfed, though there were no visible scars yet... He supposed that by how easily she was frightened, there probably were some under that thin little nightgown.

"When was your last meal?" He asked, finally looking back at her face.

"Um.. Sometime yesterday, Master." She shifted a little.

Kiryu ran his hand through his hair and looked at his watch. Sighing, he looked back to his slave.

"Its about time for dinner. A basic meal plan is on the fridge, make something, then set the table in the dining room and serve the meal there." He walked to a doorway that led to a dining area with a large table and 4 chairs, plus a large China cabinet filled with dishes.

"I know that its a bit hard to remember, but the dining room is right here. Think you can remember all that?" He mocked.

"Yes Master..." Ana mumbled with her head down, embarrassed.

With that, Kiryu left the room and went upstairs, leaving Ana to herself again.

She went back into the kitchen and opened a few cabinets before finding the pots and pans, then she settled for a pot, saucepan, and colander, deciding to make penne pasta in tomato sauce, an easy but delicious meal, and one she knew she could stress the least about.

After a little less than an hour, Ana had set the table, plated the meal, and poured a glass of wine, then just as she went to leave the room to attempt to locate her Master, he stepped into the room and took his seat.

Anastasia knelt down by the chair, put her head down, and placed her hands on her thighs as she heard the sounds of a linen napkin being unrolled and placed into a lap, and she heard her Master eat his dinner in silence, with the occasional sip of wine, or water.

Soon, Kiryu set his fork aside, wiped his hands and mouth with the napkin, and lifted his plate which had a few more bites of pasta on it, and he laid it in front of the kneeling slave girl.

He didn't say a word, but Ana knew that his expression meant to eat, so she gave him a look of thanks and got on her hands and knees, eating from the plate, doing her best not to get food on her face, but it was impossible to accomplish perfectly. She hadn't tasted a meal like it in over ten years, possibly more, and it thrilled her and made her eat more hungrily, which in turn got more sauce on her face, but she didn't care very much.

Unbeknownst to her, Kiryu had left the room again, and once she had cleaned the plate completely, she sat up on her knees, looked around, then stood and cleared the table.

Once inside the kitchen, she looked in the reflection of the refrigerator and used a dish rag to gently wipe the sauce away without smearing the makeup from the auction too much.

It was quick cleanup from the meal because she'd worked as she cooked to keep the kitchen as clean as possible, and once she was done, she cautiously entered the recreation room where Kiryu was reclining in a chair, and she knelt near him and put her head down.

Kiryu looked up from a book and then down at the kneeling girl.

"Did you clean up?"

"Yes Sir. Every crumb."

"Good..." He stood up, making the girl flinch as he almost 'accidentally' stepped on her, and it made him smile, slightly amused by her. "Come, I'll show you the rest of the house." He said, nodding for her to follow.

She stood as gracefully as she could and followed him out a different doorway to a hall.

"There's a small bathroom here near the front door for guests to use, then there is a coat closet on the other side of the hallway.. Then if you turn here, there's the stairs. She followed him up the stairs, then they turned to one section of the second story.

"There is a gym over here. Nowhere you'll need to be, but on the other side over here," He led Ana to the other section which was like a large wide hallway.

He took her to the first couple of small doors. "These are just closets. Storage space, nothing too important. There are some cleaning supplies kept here, but mostly my random belongings." He walked past them to the next set of doors, larger than the first. "This," He pointed to the first one. "This is my office. You are never to enter this room unless I gave explicit orders for you to."

Ana nodded again, nervously.

Kiryu moved on, walking to the next door, larger than all of the others.

"This is the Master bedroom, this is the bedroom of your Master." He said, possibly with a hint of humor meant by his words, but it didn't show in his facial expression. He opened the door to reveal a very spacious room with a large bed, a couple sets of drawers, and other furniture that couldn't yet be identified from the angle at which Ana was standing.

"There's a bathroom and walk in closet here, and that's about it." He said, closing the door. "Then these are just spare rooms.." He passed a few rooms until we got to the room next to the one opposite from his bedroom on the other side of the hall and he grabbed the doorknob. "And this is your room." He said, opening it.

It would be a lie to say that the room was big. It wasn't, it was actually more on the smaller side, but it was furnished with a bed with white linens, a dresser, a vanity, and a closet and bathroom.

"F-For.. me?" Ana turned and asked.

Kiryu rolled his eyes. "I don't have a wall with chains, so this will have to do."

She walked in slowly, then touched the comforter on the bed with shy fingers.

"This is where you'll be staying. It's a little more luxurious than I thought necessary, but I didn't have anywhere else to put you, so it will suffice. I expect you to treat this room with respect for the money put into it, not like you treated a certain vase earlier..." He glowered and Ana seemed to shrink where she stood.

"Breakfast is at 8:00 sharp, but there will be things to be done beforehand on most days. Linens are to be changed once a week, and tomorrow is that day, as it is towel and bedding day for laundry. The laundry room is downstairs in the finished basement, when you walk down, one of the first things you see."

He received a nod from Anastasia and walked toward the door.

"Lights out for you is in thirty minutes, so you'd better be getting ready for bed. Get some sleep.. I can already predict that for you.. tomorrow is going to be Hell." And with that, he left, closing the door behind him.