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    I watched the men''s feet as they moved away. Slowly, I went back to ying with Master Evan''s


    hair. It entertained me and kept me from looking around.


    Water sshed up around us as Master Kein and Master Bane rejoined us. The shampoo job must


    have been good because they made Master Evan move and I washed both of their short hair.


    Master Evan stood casually by ying with a tiny braid I''d forgotten to take out.


    "Our ve is quite mouthy," hemented to his brothers.


    I''d forgotten about my little indiscretion, but he hadn''t. My face was hot and I let my hands drop in


    front of me when Master Kein turned to face me.


    "What did it say?" he asked.


    "Andre and his brothers came to ask if Christof was well and our ve informed them that he was,"


    Master Evan said.


    ncing up, I could see Master Evan grinning ear to ear like a devil. Master Damien was standing


    beside him now listening intently.


    "When did this happen?" he asked hotly.


    "While you were talking to Basin and his brothers," Master Evan answered smirking broadly. "Must


    have been quite a conversation to have so distracted you."


    Time seemed to freeze for a moment before everything moved at once. I found myself upside down


    and passing out the main entrance to the bathing hall before I knew what had happened. I was


    slung over Master Damien''s shoulder as he marched out into the cooling night.


    I tried to wiggle free, but it was like my waist was caught in a vise. I made nonsensical pleas to him,


    but he didn''t listen to me. I tried to see where we were going, but it was getting dark and all I could


    tell was we were in the courtyard.


    Master Damien jumped up about six feet and I screamed. Before I could make another noise he


    had set me down. I felt a body behind me raising my arms and binding them to posts on either side


    of me. My legs were also separated and tied to the posts. I was stretched as far as I could go. It


    was like the auction only more ufortable.


    "You have defied us all day, ve," Master Damien said. "We ce you at the mercy of the


    compound and see how long your disobediencests. When we find you more obedient we will


    return for you."


    It took a minute for the situation to register. I was outside, bound and nude, in the middle of the


    courtyard. I looked up at my wrists and noted theck of the metal cuff. Looking down, the cuffs had


    also been removed from my ankles. I moved my head around, I realized I didn''t have a cor on.


    Did this mean I wasn''t a ve anymore? I wondered. The answer struck me and was breathtaking. I


    was still a ve. I just wasn''t being imed by an owner.


    Master Damien and his brothers told me their mark protected me and now it was gone. I wondered


    what would happen to me, although my exposed position spoke volumes. Anyone could do anything


    to me.


    It took my eyes some time to get used to the gathering darkness. I couldn''t decide if it was lucky or


    unlucky that several torches lit the area. I prayed nobody would notice me up here, but I knew that


    wasn''t the purpose of this exercise.


    My situation seemed to be gaining an audience. Warriors strolled past my tform and clucked their


    tongues at me. Several brought their ves out to see me.


    I was shocked when the first group of Warriors jumped up onto the tform. They looked mean and


    still had their formidable weapons strapped to their waists. The men twisted and pinched me


    everywhere. I cried and screamed when they touched me between my legs. I heard Master Kein


    speaking behind me and they left.


    It went on for hours. My hands had gone numb and some point and every joint in my upper body


    was cramping. Groups of men woulde onto the tform and touch me cruelly until one of my


    Warriors showed up and shooed them off.


    The men that came onto my tform weren''t hesitant or nice to me. Thick fingers invaded my most


    private parts. They were not gentle as they explored my body with rough hands. Most of them


    laughed when I yelled at them. Everything I did spurned them to be crueler and harsher.


    Eventually, I started to recognize the pattern. The attacks usually happened when I looked at the


    Warriors down in the courtyard, which was hard not to do from my elevated position. I closed my


    eyes and the attacks subsided mostly. I stayed silent and finally they stoppeding up altogether.


    I felt warm bodies surrounding me, but I didn''t dare open my eyes. Looking at them definitely made


    the manhandling worse.


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    "Who do you speak to, Ciara?" I heard Master Damien ask me.


    "Only to you and your brothers, Master Damien," I answered him keeping my head down and my


    eyes shut tight.


    "Is it wise to look at other men, Ciara?" he asked me pulling my feet away from the posts.


    "No, Master Damien," I sobbed as my arms were released.


    It felt like lightening was shooting through my hands and I slumped into whoever was holding me.


    My owners carried me through the courtyard and up the stairs to their dwelling ce. The first thing


    they did was rece the metal encircling my neck, wrists, and ankles. After that theyid me on the


    bed and massaged my sore joints. Master Bane retrieved the cream from their bathroom and they


    rubbed it into my skin.


    Myrge breasts had been a favorite y toy of the Warriors on the tform. They had pinched and


    tweaked the bouncy flesh in excess. My nipples were raw and tiny bruises punctuated the orbs.


    Master Kein was gentle as he rubbed the cream across the tender mounds. It made them


    substantially less sore.


    The mistake was ingrained into my mind and I didn''t want to make another one. I was taken to the


    lavatory and permitted to relieve myself. Noints escaped my lips as I was cleaned. They fed


    me and I ate until they said I was done.


    After dinner, the men went and sat in the lower part of the room by the fire. Master Christof and


    Master Kein looked like they were ying a card game. Master Bane, Master Damien, and Master


    Evan were all resting in separate chairs talking. Master Damien noticed me and pointed to a pad on


    the floor by Master Evan''s chair. Walking into the room, I knelt down obediently.


    Soon I was less kneeling and more sitting with my legs underneath me. The day ran through my


    head and I tried to make sense of it. I sat quietly and realized what I was now.


    I was their pet. When I pleased them, they would primp and fluff me. If I misbehaved, they disowned


    me publicly and I would suffer. The choice was mine.


    After the tform, I had no tears left. I couldn''t even sob as I realized that today was a death. This


    was the end of my freedom. I no longer had hopes or dreams, only prayers that my owners were


    kind.


    If I had more energy, I would have been having a breakdown. As it was, I just slumped lower and


    found myself inadvertently leaning on Master Evan''s legs. My life was over.


    My old life was over, a small voice whispered in my head. I was not dead. These men wanted a


    healthy, happy ve. They didn''t want to hurt me. When I followed their rules, they treated me well.


    It was not the same, but it was something.


    I had only one choice left to me. The first option was to fight them every step of the way. I could


    make it as difficult on them as it was on me. The alternative was to make the best of what I had left.


    Neither option was unwed.


    Fighting was the honorable way to go. I would be tortured however they wished for as long as they


    wished. If I kept fighting they may just kill me. However, I could be proud I stood up for myself.


    Submitting was the other option. There was no honor in that, but I would probably live longer. I


    wondered if it was worth it.


    The submission they demanded wasplete. I hated kneeling on a pad on the floor. Eating from


    their hands was demeaning. My brain rebelled against the ideas I couldn''t even look at another


    male without being punished, but I wasn''t ready to die yet.


    I heard the men shuffling around and I looked up to find Master Damien watching me.


    "Who takes care of you, Ciara?" he asked.


    I knew they had put me up on that awful tform and I knew they would put me back if I did not


    please them. Now was the time to make my decision. Did I want to live like this or did I want to die?


    "You do, Master Damien and your brothers," I answered politely.


    I would learn to live like this. There had to be a way to find happiness here. I just needed to look.


    Master Damien smiled benevolently down at me before he picked me up off the floor. He walked


    into their bedroom, which was quiet and much darker than the main room. Carefully, he ced me


    on their bed so I wasying on my hip.


    "I''m d you are learning, Ciara. Our mark protects you because we protect you, never forget that.


    You are worth nothing to the other men here. They will use you as they want, without consideration.


    Only your owners will care for you," he said as he moved away.


    Two warm bodies came and surrounded mine. Reaching out, I felt Master Bane''s fuzzy chest. I


    heard Master Kein''s soft voice behind me as hands brushed down my back. Both men told me to


    sleep well through the night.


    nkets were pulled over me to keep the chill away. I thanked them for the care and they seemed


    delighted. I snuggled into the softness of the bed and listened to the men''s slow even breathing.


    This was my life now. I pulled the covers around my body and knew I would do my best to make the


    most of it.