Life slapping you in the face

Posted on Thu May 8th, 2014 @ 5:23pm by Commander Hans Munich

1,188 words; about a 6 minute read

Mission: Revenge
Location: Servants/ Guard's Quarters.

ON







The Little Slave girtl was headed for the place where all the other Girls had gone, keeping her eyes low she did not watch the guards, the back of her legs had enough ‘convincing’ that the guards could do as they pleased so long as she felt it did not harm or mar her. If they hit her too hard and damaged her more than she was already the higher level Masters might just make an example of them?







“Hey my little flower…” The guard was not hard to tell what he was thinking without even making eye contact. “Ready for some cross pollination?” He was trying to make a very feeble attempt at charm; and really missed it badly.







“I-I am tired and have an early rise.” She mimmbled.







“You do not talk back to…” He drew his hand back. “Not my eye AGAIN!” She screamed loud enough for the other guards to hear. “I have not healed from your last strike, please not again!” She pleaded as she covered herself with her arms. “I-I can barely see out of it …”







“I never struck your eye!” He went to hit her to shut her up as the slap took a path of its own and slapped her on that side of the face again.







She cowered after hitting the ground; she had been cruelly handled and she hoped the others might realize what she had told them was true. The guards protect their own but to marr merchandise is a mortal sin, the Masters would not take kindly to having her out of a buyer’s bed because of a guard having too much fun with the girls.



“Please not again…” She pleaded as she cower from him.



“I never hit you!” He wanted to kick her as he was angry and he did nto realize how close his foot came to continuing on that path.







“Mertat, you will leave the Slave alone.” The Head Guard said in a tone that left nothing to the imagination. “Put him in a holding pen until the Masters hear of this.”



“I never hit her before now…” He tried to plead his case. “That [lack of translation, guttural Orion ] is lying therough her ‘[guttural statement] teeth.”



“If she is damaged, you will be fined and pay for it in blood, you know the rule?” He touched her gently, he did not want to frighten her any more. “I-I know my words are against his…” She sniffled and kept looking at the ground. “Let me see the damage?”







She turned her face to him; the puffy left eye was swollen and bruised pretty good, she kept her eyes closed as she tried to fight back the tears. Nimtock knew her kind; the weak ones that were destin to be romancing bed warmers but never good enough to have a long term master. She dcried too much, was not forceful enough or just bad in the bed? Any of those would land her in an establishment like this, he let go as her fact was not too badly messed up, as a matter of fact she had some attraction.



“I will see rthat you have a soft and warm place to sleep.” He smiled. “I promise to be gentle as I should see how you are performing, if you do well I will see you get lighter duties.” She nod as the first tears went down her face that she could not force back. “You are beautiful, I will not strike you or hurt you, I must se if any damage is done to you?” He motioned her to be taken to his chambers.



[Soon After]



From impressions she could tell which siode of the bed he slept on, Orion physiques were known well to her; she hated how they treat her and how they believe they are the Gifts to women of the universe. But what she hated even more is that they had her right now and she would ave to make sure he had a 'good impression of her.



She had turned off most of the lights before he entered the room, he looked about and saw only the shadowed form of her in the bed all ready for him to arrive. "What is this?" He said and was about to turn on the lights.



"Mood..." She told him in a sultry voice. "My face is not as pretty as you deserve and in the dark I can please you without distractions." She cooed. "Which is more important; seeing me please you or my showing you what pleasures I can?"



The Head Guard chickled and came towards the bed kicking off his boots before going his side of the bed; it was rare that a woman knoew her place in his bed right off.



"I was warming your bed for you My Lord." She rolled away to give him access to the bed and coming up she moved to help him remove his shirt. "Your shoulders bear so much weight..." She began the kneading touch that women are taught as Orions, it is part of what makes them alluring. "I am specialized in massage..." She knew how muscular the shoulder and neck muscles were in Cardassians and finding just the right 'relation point' was never easy and under the guise of massage she had several tries to get it right.

He tensed up a bit then became totally relaxed, she eased him into the bed, as Cardassians are very hard to get to relax, she clibed partly upon his with her soft ringers caressing his face.



"You had a really good time..." She whispered to him as she felt flowing of her touch through him, he was relaxing and would be telling the others of the wonderful night he had ... she was happy to ablidge him.



[Morning]


She was nestled on the Head Guards chest when the sleep was inturrupted by anothwer Orion coming to collect her. SHe was sure to put her undergarment and flimsy dress close to the bed so she could get dressed under the blankets and not give the guard any ideas about 'seconds' with her. She gave him a kiss as he did nto stir she shrugged and slipped out of the bed to go to her tasks.

The Head Guard had slept well, he was almost exhausted for a moment as he woke despite having slept past his regular time. He groaned as the Slave Girl was already gone, no sign of her other than the lingering feelings of the last night.



"Head Guard, she must have been something to have you sleeping this late?" The Orion Head guard knew the man talking to him but is head was a bit fuzzy from the depth of his slumber. "I had a really good time." He chuckled.


"She was good?"


"I said I had a really good time, that should be enough for you." The Head Guard went to get himself a shower and dressed, he had enough fun for one night, it was time to work.


Little Slaver Girl
Slave to masters.

 

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