A Slave to the Servants Ch. 19

"You look like you've been starved," she said sitting beside me as the Keeper fed me.

I just shrugged. With this man sitting here I couldn't reasonably remind her the women had wanted me to look half dead. Apparently they had done quite a good job. Everyone that saw me said I looked awful.

That evening I waited patiently for my family. There was a gnawing sense that something was going to happen. Part of me hoped Bane had forgotten our midday banter; I was never that lucky, though.

My men came, took me home, and then we went down to the bathhouse. Damien and his Brothers were keeping a secret, I could see it. They smiled and looked at each other like they were bursting, but they didn't say anything. It would come out whenever it came out, I decided. No use worrying what it would be.

I was resting on a chaise in the sitting room in the early evening. When I heard a knock indicating our food was here, I slipped down to rest on my kneeling place. My family liked me to use the furniture, the rest of the world would not understand.

The man delivering the tray set it on the table. He removed the lid and I heard his breath catch.

"I can't believe you brought this to the kitchen for us to cook for you!" he said incredulously.

"It's perfect," Damien said with a smile and I heard the tray recovered.

My family waited till the man left and then pulled a sixth chair up to the table. I was escorted to it and they sat me down with a flourish. I watched Bane's happy smile with a reserved expression; he was up to something.

Kein took the lid off the platter and I screamed as I fell out of my chair. It was one of those nasty, gigantic spider creatures that Nu-reeh had showed me. I squealed like a typical girl and I scrambled into the sitting area and got on top of a chair.

I failed to see why they had it in the apartment. I cursed them in every language I knew. My men were roaring with laughter. My reaction had apparently been priceless.

From my new vantage point I noted the thing wasn't moving. It also appeared charred. The creature had been cooked, I realized.

"There are worms, Ciara," Bane offered once he had regained some measure of control. "We understood you did not enjoy them. Like worms, these creatures are quite high in nutritional content."

"Particularly the eyes," Evan said still grinning broadly. "It is typical to stab out the eyes, but we felt sure you would enjoy them. We killed it by stabbing the back. It was harder that way, but we did it for you."

Evan's grin was absolutely mischievous. This extra effort was certainly not for my benefit.

"Come," Kein commanded, "try them. They are wonderful."

To prove the point he used a small spoon on the platter to remove an eye from the creature's head. It came loose with a soft sucking sound. He popped it in his mouth, bit down, and swallowed.

"Come and sit," Bane offered. "We will help you eat if you find you are...unable."

The men were chuckling and smiling at one another. It had been a bet. Bane was currently winning. I gleaned that much from their little looks and the comments.

I hated spiders as much as anyone. It wasn't a particular phobia, I just didn't like them. There was absolutely no way I was backing down from this dare, though.

Stepping as proudly as I could off of the chair, I took my seat looking right into the seven remaining eyes. I licked my dry lips and looked stubbornly up at Bane, who stared incredulously down at me.

"I don't know how to eat it. Will you help me, please?"

Evan's grin broadened and Kein settled in a chair to watch as Bane reached toward the thing and broke a leg off of it. I cringed at the cracking sound, but didn't move. He used a blade on the table to open the leg and told me I could eat the meat out of it.

I picked up the spiny charred leg gingerly and picked a tiny piece of white meat out. No one moved as I brought it to my lips. I bit down tentatively and then swallowed. It wasn't bad, so I dug a second chunk out and ate that. The meat was a little dry, but it had good flavor, sweet almost, but not quite.

Evan spooned up an eye and offered it to me silently. No one was talking now, this was the heart of this bet. I took the eye off the spoon and felt it slip between my lips. It had a weird texture in my mouth, but when it burst the flavor was amazing, rich and buttery. The center was slippery and chewy, but tasty. I spooned a second and third eye myself.

The men took their seats and we devoured the Scar.

"On Earth we had things like this, but we boiled them," I told the men as I picked through the shell to get any remaining meat, dismantled and eaten the scar was much less scary. "I bet the meat in the legs would be better if you boiled them. We also had a melted fat concoction we dipped the boiled meat in."

Damien stretched his legs out and draped an arm across my shoulder. "You lost, Brother, pay up."

Bane threw his eating implements down and looked at me with a grin.

"I thought you would not eat it and I would have to force you. We bet on your reaction, Sister and I lost. Damien and Christof stipulated that if they won, you get to pick the prize. You earned it, what do you want?" he asked.

I wasn't sure and then I was very sure.

The idea was so tempting, but it would make them angry. The devilish smile on my face faded when I thought about how offended they would be. Instead, I told him I wanted a back rub and then looked down. That was a safe thing to say.

"No, you don't," Evan said lifting a my chin with his finger. "There was something else you thought of. I saw the lie in your eyes before you looked down."

I shook my head in denial. "I want a back rub."

Bane called me the nasty name for weakling in their language.

I looked up at him and he was staring at me from across the table. It came out of my mouth before I could stop it.

"Wear the plug in your ass until we go to sleep," I said quickly.

The room was silent for a moment and I knew I had angered them. It was the wrong thing to say. I looked down and prayed they would forgive my stupidity.

Quite suddenly I was pulled to stand and yanked into the bathing room. Bane handed me the plug and pulled off his linen cover. He bent over the counter and looked back at me. I stood staring at his sculpted ass and holding the device.

"Ciara, I don't want Evan to put it in, although he finds the idea quite humorous. Get the oil and you do it," he sighed.

Bane acted like this was the most normal thing we'd ever done. My slowness was just such an annoyance.

In the face of his overwhelming submission to my insane idea, I finally acted. I pulled the oil off the shelf and poured it on my fingers. Using my other hand I pulled the muscular globes of his ass apart. I could see the tiny star of his anus. This was never going to work.

Taking a deep calming breath, I did to him what he did to me. Placing a finger covered in oil against the tight pucker, I pressed until the tissue relaxed. I ran a slicked finger into the canal and then back out. I stretched him gently and slowly with my fingers. For lack of a better word I fucked him until he loosened.

When I felt he was ready I placed the tip of the plug against him and pushed. Bane grunted as it entered him. He tried to tense when the widest part passed his sphincter, but I had done a good job. His rectum was slack and easily took the toy.

I washed my hands and couldn't look at him. My face felt flushed and so did the rest of me. Playing with his ass had made me wet and horny. That wasn't supposed to happen.

Bane walked around the bathroom for a moment getting used to the feel. He turned toward me and had a rock solid erection. Blushing, I looked away.

He lifted my chin until I was looking into his eyes. A hand passed over my nipple and I shivered pressing it toward him.

"That made you ready?" he asked quietly.

I refused to answer and just stared up at him. Bane was not deterred by my embarrassment. He started to play with my nipple roughly making me gasp.

"Did placing your plug in my ass make you ready to fuck?" he asked crudely.

The other men were there suddenly. I felt their heat surrounding us. Bane's wicked smile grew wider. Only he could turn having a plug up his ass into a competition I would lose.

I opted to meet the challenge head on.

"Yes, Bane, putting a plug up your ass aroused me. Now get on your knees and do something about it," I ordered firmly.

Bane looked down at me with something akin to shock on his face, but it faded fast.

"As you wish, little Sister," he growled dropping to his knees.

I didn't have time to struggle as Evan and Damien grabbed my legs. All the sudden my orientation was changed and I was staring up at the ceiling with my legs splayed wide apart. The men held me to give Bane access.

Bane took a languid lick up my slit. He finished by nibbling and sucking at my clit. My eyes rolled back in head and I fell limply against the strong arms holding me. My back arched as Bane continued to lick and suck. I was on the verge of cumming when he stopped.

"Very aroused, little Sister, putting this up my ass made you very aroused," he said kissing down my thigh to my knee.

"Damn it, Bane," I cursed, "finish me, please."

He stood up and I groaned, watching him. The way his Brothers held me, I was at the right level to take his cock. Bane noticed it, too and grinned.

"Do you want this?" he asked slapping my clit with the end of his dick.

Little electric bolts flew through me when he did that. Groaning and writhing, I managed to say yes.

Bane tormented me. He dragged his cock over my swollen clit several times and then pushed it down to my wet waiting opening. I tried to wiggle closer, but his Brothers wouldn't let me. He just ran the head of his penis lazily in my copious juice.

"Please," I begged earnestly, "take me to the bed and fuck me, please."

Bane drove himself home and I saw stars with the force of it. I shut my eyes and moaned as my orientation changed. I was lifted until my chest was flush to Bane's. My arms and legs wrapped around him automatically.

"When you beg so nicely," Bane said carrying me toward their bedroom, "it is hard not to do what you ask."

Bane sat on the bed with me still attached and realized that was not comfortable. It pushed the plug more firmly into his ass. He rolled us so I was beneath him as he grunted and worked above me.

It became a battle of wills as the sex got rougher. I scratched him with my nails and dug them into his shoulders. His thrusts became more brutal and I had to wrap my legs around him to keep up. I sunk my teeth into his neck and he'd suffered enough.

"Do you wish to be restrained, little Sister?" he asked pulling my arms over my head.

In response to being pinned I snapped my teeth at him.

Bane grinned wickedly, "So that's how it's going to be."

Before I could count to three Bane had flipped me on the bed. Pillows were shoved under my stomach and my hands were bound behind me. I screamed at them, but they didn't listen. Instead Evan gagged me with a piece of cloth tied around my head.

"Did you like dominating me?" Bane whispered in my ear. "I know how much I like dominating you. It occurs to me that you are like me in that regard."

Bane ran the oil between my cheeks. It felt like he was using two fingers pressed into my ass to prepare me. He was never this fast in his preparation. This was going to be a rough ride, I already knew it.

I had my head turned to the side watching him angrily. He coated his erection in the oil and laid over me pressing his cock against me. I cursed behind the gag and he laughed at me.

"Not that I really need all this oil," he said in haughtily my ear. "I'm covered in your lubrication, because apparently you like to stick things in my ass as much as I enjoy putting this in yours."

Without further warning Bane pressed his full length into me with one push. The sudden pressure burned fiercely. I grunted and pulled at the bindings, but they were tight. Despite the gag, I still used some of those new words he had taught me. He was big and I felt every inch of him buried inside me.

Bane moved quickly. There was never enough pause between the thrusts to really acclimate. Had I been less accustomed to anal sex or not worn the plug today, I might have been in pain. As it was, the aggression was turning me on immensely. I pushed back against Bane and screamed at him through the gag.

It was obvious what had him so upset. While I lay here, the helpless recipient of his sex, I was still dominant. He wore my plug up his ass. Considering his own code of honor, I knew he wouldn't remove it before time was up. As long as it stayed in place, I was on top.

With my head turned to the side I watched Bane from the corner of my eye. He stared down at my defiance as he moved in and out. He gave a particularly hard thrust and I repressed the urge to wince. Instead, I growled at him. There was no way I was letting him see weakness.

His weight pressed down over me and he panted in my face. Keeping my head turned so I looked at him I strove not to blink. He dropped his face against my shoulder and thrust twice more slowly before backing away.

The big man removed himself from my ass and my bonds were cut. Evan removed the gag. I rolled off the pillows and turned to face Bane.

"Did you finish?" I asked.

It was hard to tell with him. He lay flat on his back and his erection was still pointing to the ceiling.

"No," was the one word reply.

"Do you want to finish?" I asked getting on my knees and watching him.

I wondered if I'd made him so mad he didn't want me anymore.

"Yes."

"Do you want to finish with me?" I asked.

He raised his head off the bed and looked at me with some humor. "Of course I want to finish with you. You won and you win now. We will finish this how you wish."

What I wanted was for him to be happy. I noted his position, though. Flat on his back, the way the women liked to take them. He was taking the most submissive position he knew.

I crawled up beside him and examined him. A hand ran through his chest hair and down his stomach. The crisp golden hair tickled my fingers as I followed the path down. His stomach muscles quivered slightly under the caress. Lightly circling his penis I reached down to cup his balls. The heavy sacs responded by tightening imperceptibly.

On impulse I straddled Bane facing his feet. I didn't imagine the women took them like this. By the confused look on Damien's face as he watched me, I guessed not.

Using a hand I guided Bane's thick shaft back to the place he so loved to be. I sat slowly on him and realized he might have pushed too hard before, I was sore. Leaning on one hand the other stroked his balls gently as I began to ride him.

Hands were on my hips squeezing and caressing. I looked back to see Bane had propped his head up on a pillow and was watching intently. It never ceased to amaze how much they liked to watch.

"Don't stop, Ciara," he ground out, "please, don't stop."

The rhythm was steady and from the sound of it Bane was getting what he wanted. I was getting all I could handle as well. Kein had situated himself between Bane's feet so he could watch my top as I pumped up and down. His fingers sought out my nipples in turn teasing and tormenting them.

Grunting and sweating I rocked faster over Bane. I looked back and saw the fanged beast watching me with an malicious grin. He was loving the show.

When he grabbed my hips and thrust up hard, I knew I had him. He came bucking beneath me, arching his back. Strong fingers dug into my flesh as he screamed my name.

Looking around his Brothers looked ravenous. Bane had experienced something powerful and erotic. It had all of them on edge.

Damien didn't wait. He grabbed my hair and pulled me off Bane. My body separated from his with a thick plop.

"Suck me," Damien ordered pulling me to the edge of the bed so he could stand as I sucked.

I watched Damien's rapture as I took him to the root each time. His teeth were grown and sharp before I started, so I knew he wouldn't take long. He was more than ready to explode when someone speared my pussy from behind.

Damien's face looked wicked as he watched me. I tried to turn my head, but I couldn't because he wouldn't pull out of my mouth.

"We have a bet," Damien said taking short strokes that never allowed me to take my mouth off of him. "We want to know if you can tell which of us is inside of you without looking."

Bane spoke next from somewhere behind me. "While one of us watches to make sure you don't cheat," he said. "We will each take turns. We will see how often you are correct."

The game started and it was wonderful and awful at once. I soon realized I knew them better than they thought I did. As soon as they entered me, I could tell who it was.

Kein went first and I knew exactly who it was. His long shaft was impossible not to recognize. Damien pulled himself from my mouth as Kein slid himself home several times. I grinned looking up and said Kein's name.

"You win," Damien smiled with blazing eyes, "take your reward."

Hands covered my flesh as Kein took me. Evan sucked my nipples and Christof played my clit until I came around Kein's shaft. After he was done he took Damien's place in my face.

Feeling like a sated slut, I made him hard again cleaning off our combined juices with my tongue. Evan nearly lost himself when I did that and I heard him leave the room to calm down. The men spoke firmly to him. For the game to work, they had to maintain control.

That was our evening and it was amazing. Guess who it was and they'd bring me to orgasm. After Christof I was tempted to pretend I didn't recognize Evan. My body was so sensitive and primed the orgasms almost hurt. I couldn't resist them though and was screaming Evan's name repeatedly as I climaxed.

When Bane took a turn and placed himself in my vagina I yelled past Christof's cock.

"Dirty, not clean," I panted looking up at Christof's amused face. "He's been in my ass!"

I knew how nasty a butt was, despite Bane's love of that area. The germs still were NOT something I wanted to have placed in my most delicate place.

"We will still care for you, little Sister," Bane panted stroking in and out. "I washed myself well. Congratulations on knowing me, take your prize."

I nearly blacked out with the pleasure they offered. All in all, it was an intensely erotic way to spend the evening.

The men generously let me rest for a few minutes on the bed before cleaning me.

I tried to take the plug out of Bane before my nightly shower, but he refused. It wasn't time for bed, yet. He'd wear it until then. Those were the rules of the bet.

"Give it," I demanded and he refused a second time.

I tried to wrestle with him to get it back, but that was wholly ineffective. Eventually I relented and let him clean me off.

Just before bed he let me take it out. He did check and make sure that hadn't made me ready, again. By the look of it he could have gone another round with me. Even with the cream I was still sore from his first time. Lucky for me he just led us to the bed.

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Time passed in the compound the way it always did. I went to the Keepers and took care of the men's needs at night. There were occasional raids by outlaws and skirmishes on the road. A group of females tried to take a shopkeeper once, but it was fairly calm.

There were small, but perceptible changes in my life now. At home, I sat on the furniture. When I ate, I fed myself. The men frequently portioned out my meals, but they didn't hand feed me, usually. Most mornings I choose what ornamentation I would wear. The differences were slight, but they mattered to me.