A Dark Master

It was hardly surprising that Natalia chose not to eat. She was pretty out of it this morning, which she couldn't really be blamed for. The girl didn't move until Cassandra lightly guided her up by the arm, leading her gently to the room in which they would spend the day. As they walked, Natalia did begin to loosen up again, feeling a little safer in the company of this woman. Of course, opening herself up now would only make things worse in the long run, but she couldn't help it. A part of her still wanted to fight, to maintain who she was, and it appeared that this was the only way to do it.
 
Cassandra spent the day tending to her wounds, and talking to Natalia, even just to take her mind off what was happening. Victor arrived back at his castle mid afternoon. He sent for both Cassandra and Natalia. Two guards came and took them both by arms, leading them to the throne room. Their Victor sat with a heavy smirk on his face. "Ah, my two favorite females. Such beauty you to possess. So young, so beautiful." He laughed loudly, his voice echoing throughout the room.
 
As the day progressed, Natalia found herself speaking more and more. Anything she said was extremely guarded, and the conversations they had were superficial at best, but it was still good. It almost felt normal, until of course they were interrupted and returned to the watchful eye of Victor. Now rejuvenated, Natalia was no longer vacant. She was seething with hate again, though perhaps the animosity did not permeate the air as much as it might have done yesterday. Cassandra noticed this in the girl, and did briefly attempt to talk Natalia down from this futile attempt at intimidation, though one scowl from the younger was enough to shut her up pretty sharpish.
 
"Cassandra I do hope you treated Natalia with kindness today. Now, however, I need you no more so return to your chores like the good servant you are." Cassandra nodded and was off. Victor gestured for Natalia go to him. "Come forth, slave, and greet your master. Kneel before me." Victor smiled as his cold red eyes scanned up and down her body. Surely he was already planning more lustful things.
 
She was sad to see Cassandra go, having hope that she might stave off any further advances from Victor. But no such lluck, the girl was soon dismissed, and Natalia left to choose to obey or face the consequences. Tonight, she was choosing to do as she was told, frightened of the events of the previous nights, she wanted to avoid such brutal treatment. So, as she was bidden, Natalia strode to Victor, her eyes still cold, meeting his with an unbridled rage, but she soon knelt before him, looking up at him with blind hatred.
 
Victor left his throne and towered over her. "Get used to this position, slave." Victor said with pride. "Now, I was thinking today. I was out on a conquest today and faced some rather powerful opponents. Killed them all but a few. The entire time I was slaughtering them, I wanted you by my side, to be my apprentice. Too bad you weren't." Victor placed a hand on her chin and raised her to her feet. "Anyway I was excited because I got some new servants, perhaps you can make friends with them." Victor rambled on some more before sending her off to Cassandra's room, which Victor decided was now Natalia's room as well. His words were along the lines of, "Nothing like too hot women sleeping in the same bed..."

(Do you want to be the solider who was captured or shall I?)
 
She listened to what he had to say, and was sort of pleased with herself for having refused his offer now. The thought of fighting with him and for him still sickened her, and so she silently praised herself for managing to maintain some level of her own sensibilities. It would always be difficult to do, but Natalia supposed she could continue to deny him her services out on the field, even if she couldn't keep him from using her for his own personal ends.

Natalia was surprised to have escaped so lightly, but of course did not complain about this. She was more than pleased to find herself sent to Cassandra and her room, and once inside she was so relieved she all but colllapsed onto the bed. Cassandra, who had been readying herself for her slumber was also a little surprised, but soon gathered her thoughts well enough to go and tend to the girl.

"Come, Natalia. You cannot sleep in those clothes." She reprimanded gently, deftly undressing the young woman, doing her best not to brush her fingers over the many bruises and cuts that had grown yet angrier since she had left. Something that might have pleased Victor was the fact that the two climbed under the covers nude, something that was purely practical. Wasting fabric on nightclothes was just foolish.

Just before she fell asleep, Natalia did deign to show some level of gratitude to Cassandra, the only one here who had bothered to show her any kindness. "Thankyou, Cassandra." She murmured, and was out like a light seconds later.

(You can have him xD)
 
Ethen was carried unconscious into Victor's mansion. His body was lazily dragged through the dirt and grime. Victor had instructed that Ethen be taken to the basement and Cassandra would care to his wounds. She was the medical servant of the castle after all. When Ethen had finally arrived in the basement, the intial contact of the hard stone floor awoke him. "Wha-?' His head was hit hard, causing dizziness. The guards left him and would soon be after Cassandra, telling her her new duties. Ethen sat motionless, not knowing where he was.
 
The two women awoke with a start when some nameless face burst into what was apparently now their room. As Cassandra was directed to tend to the newest of the prisoners, she nodded, hurriedly ensuring she was appropriately washed and dressed. Natalia did the same, sticking to the servant like glue, seeing as she really did desire some level of support from her. The two made their way down to the captive, and Cassandra spoke to him kindly. "You are in the custody of our great king Victor. I am to tend to your wounds. Do not fret." She was efficient, but also kind, doing her best to serve her master, and also put the prisoners mind at rest.

Meanwhile, Natalia sat herself in a corner, going against her instinct to keep herself open to exits. But, what else could she do? She was sort of hiding from Victor down here, wanting to at least recover from yesterdays beating before he did whatever he had planned for her. She ocassionally glanced about the dank room, looking very much like a frightened rabbit.
 
Ethen was confused at the woman's words. "Why didn't he just kill me on the field. He killed all of my men?" Ethen sat puzzled. "What does he want from me?" When Cassandra offered him a wet rag to clean his wounds, Ethen just shook it off. "I don't care if the "Great King" wants me to be appropriate for his service. He can go fuck himself for all I care." Ethen was always hard headed, and there was no way that would change now. He was furious and had half a mind to find Victor now and end him.

Eventaully Cassandra persuaded Ethen to let her tend to his wounds. He sat there with a cold expression as she dabbed his wounds with the cloth. "Th-thank you." He finally murmured to her. "I'm sorry I was so harsh to you, I know you mean nothing be good."
 
Listening to the man and his complaints, Natalia couldn't help but chip in her own answer to his question as to why Victor had spared him. "He's a mindlessly cruel, powermad bastard." Her voice was flat, but there was still a pretty obvious bite to it. She was compliant now, but that did not mean her thoughts had been completely over ridden. The girl still didn't look at the man though, she couldn't really bring herself to look anyone in the eye at the moment, even Cassandra.

The servant did not comment on what the two captives had to say. She was loyal to her lord, but was kind enough to know that reprimanding them wouldd do no good. They woul come around or get their punishment, it was as simple as that, brutal as it might seem to the outsider.
 
Once Cassandra had finished with Ethen, the three walked back to her room. Ethen was handed a set of clothes, and he changed behind a curtain. "What now? Should I kiss his boots or perhaps wash the castle from top to bottom?" Ethen was fuming with anger still. He sat in the corner on a chair and looked out the small window in Cassandra and Natalia's room.

Victor was soon in his room, it being later in the day, almost night. "I feel I am in the need of womanly company tonight. I have regained some interest in Cassandra. Send both girls here, make sure they are dressed lightly. I don't not feel like wasting more clothes. If were up to me they'd dress naked!" Victor laughed as the assigned guard headed to the room to retrieve the two woman.
 
Natalia lay herself on the bed, simply staring up at the ceiling as if it was a truly interesting piece of design. She spent most of the day like this, just ignoring everything. Turning a blind eye to the world seemed to be a good coping strategy for her, though how long it would work for her it was difficult to say. But, it got her through the day, while Cassandra of course saw to her duties, seemingly more than happy to do so.

Once the guard entered the room, Natalia was alert. "Our Lord requires your presence in his chambers." He stated, glancing pointedly at each of the women. Cassandra did as she was told, she was happy to do what was asked of her, no matter what.

Natalia, on the other hand, wasn't quite as biddable. She was on her feet, at least, but glaring at this guard, meeting his approach with a swift kick. She felt able to resist this man, it was only Victor that she was afraid of. But, of course she would inevitably be overpowered, she hadn't really been eating well over the past couple of days, and the stress didn't help either.
 
Ethen looked over once the guard arrived. He knew that calling two women to his chambers would not be for any other tasks besides sex. If there was one thing Ethen hated more than evil, it was evil inflicted upon women. A rare thought in the time, Ethen believed woman were just as capable as men. They weren't to be used as sexual tools, only called upon to satisfy a man. He waited for the guard to escort the two women, which took longer than expected due to Natalia's reluctance, then followed them. He kept the the walls and once the three had entered the chambers, Ethen ran up to the door. There he leaned in to her what was commencing. It was risky, and he constantly made sure no guards were around, he had to hide a moment as the guard who escorted them was sent away.

Vince smiled as the two women entered. He was sitting up in his bed. "Ah! My lovely ladies, it brings me joy to see you two. I was feeling awfully lonely all day. I craved companionship, and now I have you two. Please, ladies, remove your clothing, join me in my bed. Let's have some fun, shall we?"

When Ethen heard these words, he cringed. He had to stop this from happening, no matter the punishment. Was it really worth it though?
 
Cassandra was a little surprised by the fact that she had been called upon for these purposes. She had been a simple servant for some time now, and it was strange to find herself here once again. Even so, she did not feel it odd enough to refuse him, and as such did as she was ordered. She dropped the thinly made dress from her shoulders, shimmying out of it without too much trouble. Her undergarments were shed a moment later, revealing her soft and curvacious body.

She had begun to make her way towards the bed, when she turned to see that Natalia had made no move to obey. Her jaw was tight, her fists clenched as she had seemingly found a little more fight in her. It would break in a moment, but there was still a part of her that wished to resist. Seeing this, Cassandra returned to her, gently prying her out of her own clothing. Natalia did balk a little, taking a step back, though Cassandra tightened her grip on the other woman, firmly holding her in place. She had no wish to harm the other, but knew full well that pain would come her way if she resisted any further.

After some persuasion, the two women stood nude, Natalia's skin pale and bruised, Cassandra's unmarred and olive in complexion. Cassandra's body was also softer than her counterparts, Natalia's having been honed to battle readiness. She was still more than womanly, but it was clear to see that she was a warrior first.

Taking the other by the arm, Cassandra led the reluctant girl to the bed, sitting placidly before her master. Natalia was on the bed, but she maintained as much distance between herself and Victor as possible. Her expression remained cold, and she attempted to shield her body with her arms, for all the good that would do. She knew there was no point, but she had to at least try.
 
Victor had a grand smile as the two women worked their way into his bed. "Ah, Natalia, why can't you be more like my Cassandra. So willing, she has always been my favorite. Why don't you show my member some of your willingness Cassandra?" Victor removed his lower clothing. Ethen was trying his best to listen in, having to move out of the way constantly. He didn't want to intrude just yet. He knew he could be killed on spot, it would likely happen. Perhaps he should wait this one out, what could he do? He didn't have any weapons. It was sickening the position Ethen found himself in, so helpless as the two women suffered.
 
His tone was one of the worst things about him. The arrogance with which he spoke was just sickening. Natalia had always hated anyone who believed that anything could and would be handed to them on a plate at the drop of a hat. Victor was the worst case she had ever seen, and of course this was undoubtedly down to the fact that for him it was true. Cassandra was proof of this. It seemed likely that even if she had hated the idea of giving her attentions, she would gladly have done so for her master. It was just wrong. Natalia watched as the long standing servant girl did as asked, though as she cupped his member gently, she had to ask, "How would you like me to..." There were many ways to pleasure a man, afterall, and she desired to give him exactly what he wished.
 
"Anyway you'd like, dear." Victor answered with a devilish tongue. "Natalia, come closer to me." Victor gestured a hand out. "Don't be shy now, we are all here to have some fun. Don't let this turn ugly. I just hate forcing things upon other people." Victor laughed towards that, clearly being sarcastic with his words. Ehten was fuming at this point. He needed to act, no matter the consequences. He went and hid, waiting for a guard to pass by. Once he found a lone target, Ethen jumped out and disarmed him, slicing his neck before the guard could call out for help. He hid the body where he could, and returned to the door. As much as it pained him, Ethen would have to wait for Victor to be completely distracted.
 
Seeing as she was now quite experienced in these things, Cassandra was not terribly shy. Instead of keeping to hands only, she went straight to the big guns. Ever so slightly tentative, she lowered her lips, taking the tip of him into her mouth. She was trying to please her master, and so worked slowly, gradually working her way down as Natalia looked on in disgust. She was of course glad that she wasn't the one doing that, but still hated the thought of it. Even so, she did shift ever so slightly towards Victor, though she deliberately shuffled only a short way, wanting to stay out of his reach as long as possible. Technically she was complying, even if it was probably obvious to both of them that she was trying to passively resist. And of course, they woul both know that it wouldn't work.
 
Victor laid in pure ecstasy for several minutes as Cassandra worked on him. He let out several moans and for the time being forgot about Natalia. Once his red eyes were opened, a sinister smile grew. He flipped Cassandra under him, placing her on her back and without bothering to prep her, he forced his way into her womanhood. As he began pumping into her, he grabbed Natalia and pulled her in, locking lips with her. His tongue forced it's way into her mouth and he explored her mouth whether she wanted it or not. "Now this is more like it!" Victor yelled out and he released from her mouth. After several minutes of time with Cassandra, he pulled out and faced Natalia. "Lay on your back and spread your legs for me Natalia." After he said he demands, he pulled Cassandra in for a dirty kiss. The man was a pure animal with lust in his heart. Ethen could hear the moans and yells, he was trembling with anger. How could any man be so sick?

(Don't worry I'm not letting this continue much longer! XD)
 
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