The Taming of a Slave Pt. 07

The door opened abruptly.

"Pet, wake up. It's time to get up." Amaris sat in her corner, unmoving. "Did you kill yourself? Get up." The voice commanded in a more serious tone.

"Dad?" Ami's eyes opened slightly, still heavy with sleep.

"Where the fuck do you think you've been? It's 8AM and your Prince wants you to be dressed and ready by nine-thirty."

"If he wants me, he can come and get me." She mumbled, slipping back to sleep.

"Fuck." She heard the door slam shut and footsteps walk away the walk back. The door opened and Amaris made no effort to even turn to the noise. "You're going to get up, either on your own or you're going to be beaten awake; which one will it be?"

Beaten? She thought. Why does Elio want to- Her thought was interrupted by a sharp stinging across her calf.

"Owww!" She pulled herself into a tighter ball, sleep still with her, coaxing her back to her when another sting hit her ass. Now her head whipped around to the man in the cell. "Why the fuck-?"

"Are you going to get up?" She looked at him, feeling the pain on her ass and stood slowly. "Much better, now come on." Amaris walked towards the door and stepped into the room in front of her own. The man closed the door behind her and blindfolded her again.

"Really?"

"You're not supposed to know the layout of the masters' home." He pushed her back roughly and quickly led her to the bathroom, where he took off the blindfold.

"The Prince has provided you with garments and anything else you may need to make yourself presentable. Hurry because I will be back in twenty minutes, ready to collect you and deposit you at you masters' table." He said before he slammed the door, locking it. Immediately she began looking around for means of an escape, and looked down at the large bath.

Maybe I could just- She stopped thinking when she heard the whirring of a camera. She sighed and walked to the hook in the wall holding her clothes. She opened the bag and saw a purple calf length dress, a bit form fitting but extremely beautiful. There was a note on the wall next to it. Go over to the vanity chest, I found you something you would look perfect in. She scoffed and instead went to the bath and grabbed soap and gloves. She looked up and saw a camera then took off her shirt.

She flipped it off and threw her shirt on top of it. Hopefully that works She thought before slipping off her bottoms and throwing them onto the floor. Then she let the warmth of the room and water envelop her, forgetting the shaky morning she had. Oh yeah...twenty minutes. She shrugged and slowly began to wash herself.

She got out and walked over to the dresser. What the hell? She picked up the golden headband and fit it just above her forehead. Then she looked and saw a golden collar.

"Oh hell no."

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"Are you presentable yet?" An annoyed voice asked through the door.

"Define 'presentable'." Amaris said with a giggle.

"Dressed in the clothing Prince Elio has presented you with and groomed properly. We have someone here for your hair."

"That won't be necessary." The butler opened the door to see Amaris dressed.

Thank god. But his relief was short-lived when he say the huge bubble moustache and beard combo.

"Can you fix this?" He said with a sigh and turned to Helga, the keeper of the rest of Elio's slaves.

"Nothin' a good hot comb won't fix."

"You're not getting rid of my afro." Helga turned her head to Amaris, who was now standing there glaring at her. "I already went without the proper products for it, and now you're not getting rid of it."

"Feisty one." She smiled at Helga.

"Just get the fucking beard off of her and put on some makeup in the next four minutes or we'll both be fucked." He let Helga step into the room and slammed the door behind her.

"Listen, I don't like being here, neither do you; but let's make you even prettier ok?" Helga said with a smile.

"Listen, I'm not here to be friends with anyone, but I like you. I wanna get out of here like all slaves do and-" Helga walked over to her quickly and whispered in her ear.

"They don't want to leave, and if they do they are smart enough to not say it where anyone else can hear it, so if you were smart..." She took a step back, smiling. "You would start to love it here. It is your new home after all."

Amaris huffed and sat down.

"You're not touching my afro." She smiled.

"You do need to give it a break sometimes." Amaris looked back at her and returned a genuine smile.

"If you teach me how to use a hot comb in the future, I'll give it a break."

"Deal, now makeup?" Amaris nodded and gently wiped off the soap residue off of her face.

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"Helga, is she ready?"

"Yeah, it didn't take that long." Helga giggled. Good, as long as I have a few friends, I'll make it.

The door opened quickly and the butler walked in. "Good. Alright, Prince Elio is walking to the table now lets try to be there around the time he gets here." Amaris smirked. "What are you smirking about?"

"I don't know... I just am." She smirked and tilted her head down.

"Just get out of here and come into the dining room."

"Alright." She walked out, with Helga following closely behind. Amaris wanted to take in the location of the windows and the true beauty of the house, because the house was beautiful after all.

"Isn't the house beautiful?" Helga asked. "I know I love the windows, but the fact that we're so far up scares me a little."

"We're far up? Are we on the top floor?" The butler scoffed.

"You are on the second floor, there are five and we're on a hill." Amaris' mouth hung open and she looked around. "What?"

"Daaaaayyyuuummm he rich!" Helga laughed and walked on the other side of Amaris.

"I say that to myself everyday."

"We should rob him one day." Amaris cracked up with Helga and the butler looked over at Amaris with a shocked expression.

"Your laugh is pretty. You should do it more often." Amaris looked at him with a smirk on her face.

"Are we on speaking terms now?" He was going to respond but the doors to the dining were right in front of him. They all composed themselves before opening the door.

"Well, you're up early." Amaris rolled her eyes.

"I noticed you were watching me." She said as she saw Helga and the butler walk out.

"If you want to fuck me you, you must say it out loud." Amaris laughed and walked around to the other place setting and sat down.

"As if. You read my file right? I'm not giving something that special to you." He looked over at her lazily.

"What did you think I bought you for? I mean you are pretty, but..." He looked her over. "Since you are a virgin, I want to mold you only for me. I want you to only feel pleasure from my cock. Do you understand?" Amaris looked at him with wide eyes. "Your eyes are beautiful when you're terrified, but you are going to get used to me and learn your place."

He eyed her as she sat at the table, and she returned her stare.

"What? I can't read minds. Just tell me what you want me to do; give me a command."

"Walk over to me and sit on my lap." She pushed back her chair and started skipping towards him but he got up and ran towards her, grabbing her wrists and legs and heaving her over his shoulder.

"What the fuck?!!??!" She began wiggling around and head-butting him. He walked her back past the bathroom and her room, back to the living room.

The butler was in the room and turned around once Elio threw the door open. "Tell the cook to bring the food here. I'm starting her training early."

"Get your fat man hands OFF me!"

"Right away sire." The butler walked to the door and turned back to see a master trying to control his slave before opening the door and slipping through it.

"I fucking HATE you! Get off of me!" He held her hands above her head and stared deeply into her eyes.

"You are my pet. I am your master. When I say to do something-" He paused to cuff her hands above her head. "I want you to do exactly what I say." He picked her up and secured her onto the chain. He then cuffed her feet together and tethered her to the ground. He tightened the slack on the chain for her wrists and stood back watching her wiggle around. He grabbed a paddle and pushed her dress up over her ass. She froze and he rubbed his hand over her ass.

"W-Wait. If you're going to-"

SMACK! He brought down the paddle onto her right ass cheek. She gasped and whipped her head around.

God I love how her eyes get wide. "Count your beatings or I'll give you more." Her mouth hung open and he hit her again.

"One." She gasped. "Two." He switched to her other ass cheek. "Three." "Four." He looked into her eyes as she breathed heavily.

"Why am I punishing you slave?" She scowled.

"Because you like punishing people." SMACK! "Five!" She shouted from the surprise.

"Tell me why."

"Because I did what you said." SMACK! "Six." She groaned.

"I want you to repeat what I say after me. Can you do that?"

Should I piss him off and repeat? She smiled slightly. "Yes. I can do that."

"Good." SMACK!

"Seven." She huffed.

"I am Prince Elio's slave."

"You are your own slave? Can I-" SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "Eight, Nine, Ten." She said as she felt her ass growing hot. "You asked if I could. I never said I would."

"And this-" SMACK! "Is why you are in trouble."

"Eleven. Why, explain why to me."

"If I do, you're going all the way up to twenty five." She sighed.

"I am being punished because of my overall dickery." She looked back at him with a tired look on her face. "Is that sufficient?"

"I don't like that look. Try not to make it again and for now, we'll have a deal." She nodded and he put away the paddle.

"Is that what my training was going to be today? Admitting that I'm a dick when being told what to do?"

"No, that was something I had to curb." He loosened her arm chains and she stood on tiptoe to help get them off of the hook. He walked over to her and pulled them off a bit aggressively. Amaris fell, using her elbows to break her fall slightly. She screamed out in pain and pulled into fetal position.

He crouched down and pulled her into his chest, pausing once to un-cuff her feet.

"Are you ok? I really didn't mean to do that."

"No, fuck you. To top off all the torture, don't bullshit me with your pretend kindness." Her eyes flashed up to meet his.

I've never felt so much...emotion coming off of someone. I've gotta be careful. He picked her up and set her down on the couch. She continuously glared at him, her anger building.

"Would you like some breakfast? I can have the cook make-"

"I want peach French toast with bacon and eggs. Peaches have to be fresh, bacon must be crispy but not burnt and I want my eggs over hard. Do you have any habanero hot sauce?" She said without looking in his direction.

"I do."

"Good, can you bring it to me, and in a spare container." She paused and looked over to him. "Please." He searched her face for anything, a glimmer of forgiveness, a break in her façade anything. She blinked and looked away. He opened the door and called for the butler.

"The situation has changed. I want peach French toast with bacon and eggs. I want the peaches fresh, bacon crispy but not burnt and eggs over hard."

"I want a strawberry smoothie too!"

"And a glass of water." The butler nodded and walked off as Elio turned back to Amaris. He sat down across from her and watched as her eyes looked everywhere, even bouncing over him a few times.

"Do you want to tell me something?" Her gaze locked on him.

"A sign of fidgeting indicates-"

"The person is uncomfortable. What can I do to make you more comfortable?" The door opened and the butler walked in with a platter. He attempted to walk to the couch and hand it to her, but Elio stepped in his way.

"Thank you John." The butler nodded and left. Elio turned around and sat in front of her on the floor. He picked up a piece of bacon and bit into it before handing it to Amaris. She scowled at it before shrugging and eating the rest of it.

"Mmmmmmm." He patted the ground next to him and smiled.

"Ooooh no, we are NOT going to sit down like a cute couple and eat breakfast together."

"Suit yourself, but this is good food." She eyed it and slowly slid down, grabbing the habanero sauce. She dipped the other piece of bacon in it and took a bite. She closed her eyes as the spicy flavors exploded in her mouth and she smiled.

"How can you do that?" Elio asked in shock. She chewed a bit faster and swallowed.

"Well, my family has always had the money to do things normal people wouldn't so we traced our ancestry back. My father is a mix of Hispanic and Black."

"And your mother?"

"Black and Brazilian." He looked over her shoulder and towards her ass.

"No." She said with a giggle. "That is for my marriage." He rolled his eyes.

"Why don't you go by Amaris?"

"It didn't quite fit who I wanted to be." She paused. "Ami means eagle, and I just wanted to be free from my mom and dad."

"Here, take a sip of this."

"Jeff I don't know, what if my parents come home?"

"I'll handle it just take a drink." Amaris peered into the bottle and shrugged. She took a swig and felt the alcohol slip and slide down her throat. She hiccupped and giggled.

"This taste good." She said as she took another swig.

"So will you." He said as he kissed her neck. He put the bottle down and kissed her chest and began rubbing her pussy through her thong. "Wow you're really wet." He mumbled into her ear before pushing her panties out of the way and pushing two fingers into her.

"Amaris, where-" Her father walked in and Jeff froze. She stared at Jeff then looked at her father. In an instant, he flashed across the room and had Jeff by the collar.

"DAD NO!"

"How dare you attempt to do that to my daughter while she's under the influence!" Jeff was shaking in fear.

"I wasn't taking advantage-" Her dad punched him in the stomach, cutting off his words before letting him fall and beginning to punch him rapidly and furiously across the face.

"DAD STOP!" She ran at them and kissed Jeff, and tensed up waiting for her dad's fist. He picked her up and turned away from the boy laying in his living room.

"Don't you ever come back to this house." He said as Amaris began crying loudly.

"So what does Amaris mean?"

"Child of the moon in Spanish, and given by god in English." He took a bite of French toast and held up a piece for Amaris, which she picked off of his fork.

"That is funny. That is really funny."

"What is?"

"My name is Spanish and it comes from the name Elios, which means Sun God."

"Well Ha, Ha, Ha." She looked down at her egg and Elio picked it up and took a bit out of it before giving it to her. "Can I have my own bite of food?"

"Why? Is this making you uncomfortable?" She rolled her eyes.

"No you just keep biting it first, but then I have to eat your saliva." He eyed her mouth and smiled before lunging at her. She flinched and tensed up, turning her head away from him.

His kiss landed on her neck before he gripped the back of her hair and forced her to kiss him. She set her jaw but as his other hand roamed her chest she gasped. His tongue explored her mouth and he felt her nipple stiffening. He broke the kiss and smiled at her. She looked away and felt her face burning.

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"Look, it's been a while, we need to go get them!" Joseph stood and yelled at Martha.

"I don't think it's time yet. Listen I know and love her just as much as you do, but I don't want word to go towards whomever bought them that we're coming. Once we start we have to get them all in one day or else." Martha looked up at him.

"Why do you care so much? You're not related to them."

"The same reason you care. We love the same family." Martha nodded. "Now let start with Ami's dad. He can help us get everyone else."

"So how do you know where they are?" He sat back down.

"There are specific people that want the family. Fredrik Snow probably bought your mother in hopes to fuck her in front of your father. Zima Rex has probably bought your brother to have as a plaything, and if he's smart, he's already become it." Joseph stiffened.

"Not my brother."

"No, you brother probably is feigning submission, waiting for an opportunity to leave." Joseph stopped speaking. "Now. There are three top dogs in Uliassian government, Ursula Blackwood, Cloven Whitmore and Elio Lester. They usually go by Queen Blackwood, King Whitmore and Prince Elio."

"Is he not on equal footing with the other two?"

"No he is not. None of them are elected, related or given this by birth. It begins with three main clans, Felroses, Stonedeaths, and the Irontalons. The Felroses and Stonedeaths are taught compassion and class while the Irontalons are taught force and commanding. He will become a ruler once Cloven Whitmore is dead. There is also a Princess, Sarah Weston but she has absolutely no special power until the previous Queen is dead."

"Ok, so I assume Blackwood has my dad and one of the others has my sister." Martha nodded.

"Let's hope King Whitmore has her. If he does she will be a maid that is given as a gift to other friends on occasion." At this Joseph glared.

"And if she's with Elios?"

"She's going to need a lot of help getting from under his control." She said with a sigh. Joseph sat back and thought about it. If we start with freeing dad, we have to get Ami next. He looked over at Martha and she nodded.

"Ok so wait, what is this power you were telling my sister about?"

"There is an experiment I was working with. When Ami or I come onto contact with cum we pick up the underlying power." Joseph narrowed his eyes, trying to understand it. "Like the first guy I fucked after starting the treatment had some sort of super learning and I got it."

"How many of these 'powers' do you have?"

"Well so far I have, super learning, persuasion, underwater breathing, healing others and danger warning."

"So what if you and Ami fuck?" Martha went silent thinking about it.

"Well, either nothing will happen, or we'll collect each others powers." Joseph sighed and leaned back on a tree.

"We are going to get them in three days, we're going to start with dad, then Ami, then mom and finally Joshua." She nodded and began walking around, collecting berries and acorns.

"Martha..." She turned towards him. "What if- What if we fuck and you get another power?" She smiled and shook her head.

"I appreciate that but I couldn't do that to Joshua." Joseph nodded and went back to grabbing moss, sticks and any dry grass he could find.