A Slave to the Servants Ch. 07

It had been them watching me. I had been right.

"Oh," I said instead and added a little embarrassed, "I thought it was because you liked my designs, Masters."

"We adored your designs, Ciara. That gave us plenty of excuse to remove you from that place," Master Damien said.

They treated all my sore spots, including my aching foot and my bruised jaw. My eyelids started to droop during the care and I started yawning. Afterwards, they laid me in their bed. It felt like heaven it was so soft.

"We do not sleep in the daylight," commented Master Kein.

"Do humans sleep in the day?" Master Christof asked curiously. "You seem to be fading toward sleep."

"Yes, Master, sometimes, if they are tired," I answered already falling asleep.

"We will let you rest today," I heard Master Bane say just before I dropped off.

They let me sleep, but woke me up when the food came. Master Evan carried my groggy body to the table and sat me on his lap to eat. I didn't make any complaints as they fed me. It was enjoyable just to be able to have a meal without worrying over those stupid flies.

We stayed in for the rest of the day and evening. Master Christof had taken me from Master Evan and put me on the chaise next to the fire where I dozed. They played card games and talked about their next coupling.

I kept getting woken up by tapping at the door. A steady stream of Warriors came to visit. They seemed to have a million reasons to want to see my owners. When it came down to it they were all there to see my tattooed leg.

Master Damien and his brothers were really angry other Warriors were looking at me. Their agitation was thick in the air.

"It is ill. It cannot walk. I can't tolerate having this disgrace over us," Master Damien fumed.

My foot had been rewrapped after my shower and I looked down at it. I wiggled my toes and noted the pain was much better. Experimentally, I lay it on the ground and put a little weight on it.

"Ciara," Master Damien growled at me, "what are you doing?"

I froze and looked up at him. "It didn't hurt and I was just testing..." the look on his face made me stop talking.

"We will tell you when it is well enough to walk on," Master Bane explained coming over and putting my leg back where it had been.

I looked quizzically at them, but didn't say anything.

"Ciara," Master Christof explained watching my face, "it is very evident to us you cannot tell when you are injured."

I started to speak and then stopped. Arguing with them was a bad idea. "Yes, Masters," I said instead.

"One half day in the village," Master Kein said irritably, "and the Warriors on patrol tell us there are bloody tracks all over the area. The slave is bleeding."

My mouth was running before I thought about it, "I stepped on a rock and cut myself Master Kein. It wasn't my fault."

"How did you survive on Earth, Ciara?" Master Bane asked incredulously. "There was still rock in the wound when the Healers cleaned and stitched it. You are completely unable to care for yourself."

"Be forewarned," Master Damien said looking straight at me, "we will not leave you in the village again. You are too weak for the village and we cannot control the circumstance. We will use the lash next time we need to discipline you. We will allow you to suffer until you have learned, do you understand me?"

"Yes, Master Damien," I answered huddling on the chaise.

"But you will learn quickly and not need that sort of discipline," Master Christof said laying and wrapping around my back.

Master Bane crouched in front of me and looked at me very seriously. "Promise us you will learn quickly, Ciara," he said.

"I promise to learn quickly, Masters."

They kissed my lips and made me promise over and over again to learn quickly and to not need the whip.

Later that night Master Damien unwrapped my foot and prodded it experimentally. He called the Healers and they told him I could walk on it. It was still a little sore, but I didn't limp. Master Kein told me I would go to the Keepers the next day. He also told me I would be wearing something to keep me out of trouble in the water.

As promised the next day I was taken to the Keepers again. I noticed right away it was different men than before greeting us. I turned to ask Master Damien but he was already striding out the wall. Turning back around it was a little shocking. Every girl in the compound had walked outside to see me.

Rose approached me, cautiously eyeing my leg. "Did they do that to you?" she asked.

"No, the fleint marks it's prey. My owners said it was like this from the tentacle that grabbed me."

"You have to tell us what happened," Fuji demanded pulling me inside.

I sat inside the circle of women and told them exactly what had transpired. There were questions from them I would not have expected. The most remarkable were asked when the Keepers weren't around.

Some of the other slaves wanted to know if escape through the ocean was possible. I told them honestly I didn't think so. Several girls told me they could drink the ocean water, it didn't make them sick. I described the fleint and how many of them there were. Nobody should have to go through what I did. I begged them not to try.

Fuji shook her head at the questions; disobeying her owners would be unthinkable to her.

"Where would you go?" she asked the other girls. "My owners are from across the sea and the life there was like it is here. If you get away from here, you'll just get taken there."

Some of the other girls wouldn't stop talking about escape and it made Fuji really mad. She finally started speaking angrily in her native language and showed her sharp little teeth to them. I'd never noticed her teeth before, they looked like a cat's. Rose pulled her back, but agreed with her. We were treated well and escaping did not work.

The weird uncomfortable conversation continued until lunch, although my friends and I stayed out of it. When the bell rang, I was surprised to see my little pad not in the lunch room. Looking out hurriedly I saw it in the courtyard. Warriors were already coming in, so I made my way to it with my head down.

A man was suddenly in front of me. I stopped and waited for him to go around me.

"I'm proud of you for not speaking or looking," Master Damien whispered in my ear. He motioned for me to follow and picked up my little pad on the way toward the exit. I followed him to the area Master Christof and I used to talk in.

He sat on a stump as I knelt down. "Did you fight at home?" he asked offering a me a piece of what was in the bowl.

"A little, Master Damien," I answered and I took the food into my mouth.

He made me explain that fighting at home was really just me getting beaten up by my drunk uncles. It was nothing very exciting or Warrior like.

"Do you fight here?" he asked offering another bite.

"No, Master Damien," I answered confused.

"Why did Christof teach you to hold a sword then?" he asked.

I blushed and wasn't sure why Christof would have shared this with Master Damien. "I was just curious about what you all do. I told him I didn't know how to use a sword and he showed me a little. I had to use a branch, because his sword was too heavy to pick up."

"Here, use this stick. Show me what you learned," Master Damien commanded.

Master Damien fed me throughout, but made our lunch into a training session. It was fun like Christof and I used to have. He laughed heartily at my approximation of a Warrior, but helped me get a little better at the fundamentals.

At one point he handed me the bowl and told me to feed myself while I watched him. I ate heartily and watched him demonstrate some of their moves. He made a really impressive site.

When lunch was over he walked me back to the compound along the sheltered trail. I was absolutely stunned when he reached down and took my hand. Suddenly he stopped and looked down at me. His other hand cupped my face in a gentle gesture.

"We were very unhappy when you were in the village, Ciara. It bothered us a great deal, more than we thought it would," he told me looking uncomfortable.

"It was awful, Master Damien. I won't do that again. I promise I wasn't trying to escape," I pleaded my case again.

Master Damien chuckled softly and pressed our lips together. It wasn't a short peck, which I had expected. He nibbled my bottom lip and teased my mouth open with his tongue. My legs felt weak as he expertly kissed me senseless in the middle of the forest. Despite my shock, I responded in kind.

Breaking the kiss he pulled my ear to his mouth and breathed heavy for a moment, as though composing his thoughts. "We miss this," he said finally, "when you are not here. This is important to us."

I was confused as he hugged me close. Master Damien had never come into the forest with me, only Master Christof had. They were bonded now, though, I suddenly realized. Whatever that strange attachment was, it must affect all of them.

Hugging Master Damien, I whispered words of love to him. It was what I would have done with Christof. He responded and it floored me.

"So soft, so sweet, and so curious," he murmured into my ear, "you are so important to us. You must not leave us like that again."

It was a generous sentiment; a personal and heartfelt plea. I never expected to hear something like that from Master Damien. Pulling back I looked deeply into his eyes and he smiled ruffling my hair.

"Come," he commanded, back in the no nonsense tone I anticipated, "you must get back, so I can be on time to my post."

In the afternoon I sat with Rose and Fuji on the beach. There was a new grate that rose above the water line protecting the inlet. Despite the added barrier, a chain was attached to my collar.

The new Keepers informed me I could swim all the way to the grate, but no farther. My lead was attached to a metal ring sunk into the sand right by the water line. When I sat on the beach it kind of made me a trip hazard.

I didn't really care about the chain, though. The water scared me; I didn't want to go into it today. I told Rose that and she looked concerned.

"Your Warriors will be upset to know you fear something," she said seriously. "They do not wish us to be fearful creatures. They like us to have a little bit of attitude, even if it means occasional punishment. They will not be happy if they know you fear water now."

I nodded to her and quickly changed the subject. "What happened to the old Keepers?" I asked Rose instead.

"When you didn't surface at the bell one of them went to look for you. He came out of the water screaming for his brothers. He had seen the hole in the grate and you weren't on the bottom inside the cove. They thought something had come in and gotten you," she said shaking her head.

Fuji continued the story, "They had a transport pad at the compound. They just ignored us and gathered up their things. Before the Warriors got here, they were gone. We got our kneeling places and waited for our owners."

"The Warriors showed up angry and yours already knew you were not here," Rose said shaking her head. "We told our owners what the Keepers had done and they were furious."

Fuji continued the story, "Your owners must have known you were gone long before they got here. A water transport arrived and they paid the man to take them to find you. We didn't know what happened once your owners left until you told us."

Rose interrupted her, "When the other Warriors realized which way you had gone it turned into a hunt; lots of them joined the search."

"That was nice of them," I mused.

"No, it wasn't nice," corrected Rose. "Whoever found you got to keep you or sell you, whatever they wanted. You were a run away slave, your owners had no rights to you until they found you."

I shivered and stared at my friends. This could have ended up much worse for me.

Rose and Fuji drifted off to a game being played on the beach. I was tired, so I lay down in the sand. I liked the noises of the water, but I had not inclination to go into it. Eventually the Keepers woke me and I walked back to the compound.

My owners came and picked me up as usual. I was still a little sleepy. Master Evan absently flicked some sand off of my shoulder as he commented, "Your hair is dry."

"Yes, Master Evan," I answered.

"Did you swim?" Master Bane asked.

"No, Master Bane."

"Why not?" Master Christof asked curiously.

"I didn't want to, Master Christof," I said looking at my feet.

Nothing else was said until we arrived at our dwelling. I followed my owners obediently off the pad and waited inside. They stripped off my little covering and took out my plug before we went down to the bathhouse.

As we walked downstairs I started to think about that deep pool of water. It was always so busy. It would be easy to miss a body floating at the bottom. My hands started to shake and I held them together to make it stop.

At the bathhouse I hesitated in the doorway and shuddered looking at the water. Most places I could see the bottom, but in the deepest parts I barely could. For the first time that frightened me. Master Bane tugged at me to get me to follow them inside.

I kept my head down like I was supposed to, but I noticed we were getting a lot of attention. Warriors seemed to be coming toward us from all angles. From what I could hear they were curious about my leg. I prayed my Warriors would not pass me around to them.

Being passed around should never have concerned me. Master Damien demanded the other men leave us alone in strong forceful tones. My owners surrounded me in a tight circle until the other men left.

Master Damien pulled me to follow him into a shallow spot. He sat on a bench in the water and demanded I wash him. Reluctantly entering the water I sat on the bench beside him and did as he wished. The water only came up to my waist that way. To wash his long legs I had to move from beside him and into the water, which I did unenthusiastically.

My hands were shaking again. I was so afraid and the water only came up to my waist. I fumbled the slick little piece of soap Master Damien had given me and it went to the bottom of the pool. Like an idiot I stood there and stared at it.

Master Evan splashed me with water. I hadn't heard them talking to me.

"Get the soap and finish washing my brother, Ciara," he said sounding exasperated.

I tried to reach down and get the little bar without dunking my head, but the current from everyone in the pool made it move to slightly deeper water. My legs felt frozen to the spot, I didn't want to be in deep water.

"Ciara," Master Damien said and I heard the frustration in his voice.

It wasn't that bad, the soap was under maybe four feet of water. I persuaded myself to just get it over with. I took a deep breath and let my head go under.

A moment later I was up. I found myself clinging to Master Damien's chest and gasping for air. The darkness had surrounded me the minute I'd put my head beneath the surface. Master Damien held me as I desperately tried to calm down.

"Please, no water," was all I could manage to sputter out. My owners stood in a tight circle watching me pant and cry.

Master Christof reached out and stroked my back gently. "Tell us why you are acting this way," he said.

"I got soap in my eyes," I lied. Rose had said my fear would anger them. I couldn't risk it. "It hurt," I finished and looked up at him.

"Ciara, do not lie to us," Master Evan said in a low threatening voice.

My eyes flicked the deep pool in front of us and I shuddered. "I'm afraid to go under water. I'm afraid I'll drown," I admitted.

They didn't seem angry, but they didn't seem to understand either.

"You will not drown in front of us," Master Kein said.

"Please, Masters," I begged, "can I get out of the water? Please, don't make me stay in it."

Tears had started to run down my face and I couldn't stop them. If it wasn't for Master Damien's grip I would have been quaking with fear.

"This is intolerable," Master Evan huffed and everyone seemed to agree.

"I would prefer," Master Christof said, "not to do this here and now."

The men relented and sat me on the edge of the pool. I curled my legs up beneath me and waited for them to finish. My fear seemed stupid now that I wasn't sitting in the water. I watched them bathe themselves and felt ashamed. That was usually my job.

We made our way back upstairs and I was just glad to be away from that whole water situation. I made up my mind to go into the water at the Keepers and get over this problem. Rose and Fuji would help me. I just had to face it head on.

When we reached the front door I noticed my owners all looked happy. They also looked excited. They had gotten used to our nightly romps and I had been indisposed for the last several days. It was time for payback.

Master Kein flung me over his shoulder as we entered the door and headed for the bedroom. The rest of my owners weren't far behind him. I hated that intent look they all got right before they made a meal of me. It was intimidating.

Master Kein laid me on the bed and covered my body. Before I could react his tongue was in my mouth. He slipped to the side and someone was between my legs, licking and sucking. Master Evan, I'm sure it was him, was sucking on the ear Master Kein wasn't pulling on. His tongue kept snaking in and out.

By the time Master Bane entered me, I was soaked and ready. As he started to glide in and out above me, I saw a cock being offered to my lips. Wiggling around, I allowed my head to fall off the edge of the bed and took Master Damien as deep as he liked, for a moment.

Suddenly, I was drowning. I couldn't breath and I panicked, pushing against them and writhing. Inadvertently, my teeth clamped down on the cock in my mouth. Master Evan separated my jaws as Master Damien removed himself. Bane nearly bounded off me and knelt staring at me. I rolled on my side crying and apologizing.

One look at the ferocity on Master Damien's face had me cowering and pleading.

"I'm so sorry, Masters. I thought I was drowning," I stammered. "Please don't get rid of me, let me try again. I didn't mean to hurt you." Tears ran down my face as I reached for them.

Master Damien's fierce look changed to one of confusion. He wiped a tear off my face and continued to look quizzical.

"The idea of teeth on my member is disquieting, but yours are harmless. Why did you think you were drowning?" he asked curiously.

"When you do that it cuts off my air, Master. It didn't used to bother me, I just held my breath," I answered. "Now it reminds me of drowning and I'm afraid I won't be able to breath again."

"Tomorrow," Master Christof said and the rest agreed.

I got hysterical and begged them not to take me to the whipping post or the posts. In the back of my mind even I knew I was out of control. They got irritated with my rambling and that made me more paranoid. My owners were going to do something awful to me tomorrow.

My friend wouldn't hurt me so I begged him. I got on my knees and entreated Master Christof not to let them harm me. Master Damien picked me up and fell back to my knees.

Eventually, Master Evan pulled me on the bed. He made me lay still by wrapping his arms around me and holding me against him. I offered to have sex with him, with all of them, if they just wouldn't hurt me or sell me.

"Ciara," Master Christof huffed in front of me, "have we ever hurt you? We aren't going to hurt you tomorrow. We will help you get over this fear. You are not acting like normal at all."

My terror wouldn't stop, it was like a freeway pile up. It just got worse and worse. I knew I was being a terrible slave. I thought about Fuji and cried they were going to trade me in for a slave like her.