The Maze, page 8
“Are you comfortable?”
“Like you give a shit.”
“Oh, I do, very much. Isn’t this nice, Keeria? Oh, no, your little pussy is crying. It must be lonely! Look how wet it is. Poor thing.”
“Shut the fuck up, you asshole.”
“No, this is an asshole,” he tapped the plug, making her yip, “and you still have not learned any manners. Tsk, tsk, in this position, one would think to watch their tongue.”
Keeria screeched as Traisk’s heavy hand whacked her unmercifully along her stretched sit spots and the back of her upper thighs. She was completely unable to move or squirm. She dared not even try to escape the punishing blows, out of fear that he would end up spanking her exposed pussy in the process. Traisk was careful, though. He wanted that sweet thing ready for pleasure, never for punishment. When he stopped, he leaned in toward her face.
“Are you going to be nice now?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Good girl. Are you ready to unlock me?”
“Never.”
Stubborn brat, Traisk thought. But then, maybe she was toying with him as well. He considered it; this pleasure/pain was a whole new experience for her and perhaps she wanted to see how far he could take her. Too bad his cock couldn’t be part of the fun, then she would really enjoy herself.
“Too bad. I’m going to go take care of your friends and then take a nap. I’ll see you in a few hours.”
“But this THING is still in me! It hurts!’
“Such is life. Just remember that feeling every time you tell me ‘no’. Oh, also for the next time you try to cut my throat. I’m pretty sure you’ll want to try that again at least one other time in our future.”
The crowd laughed, clapping. This was so much more fun to watch than the typical event!
* * *
Traisk leaned back, observing the two other women as they bathed happily in the Grecian pool. They had been cooperative, again offering to unbind him and he took the chance in letting them free from their tethers for a short while as a reward. He just made certain that nothing that could be used as a weapon was within their reach. He frowned as they both slithered out of the pool, naked and beautiful. Lina started to sing, her shapely body undulating seductively before him. Suri joined in, her warriors grace reminding him of a cobra. Beautiful, hypnotizing and deadly.
“I’m warning you, girls. Stop this now.”
They did not heed his order. Traisk swallowed as the two began to entwine themselves around one another, kissing and stroking each other’s bodies as well as their own. Suri’s mouth traveled over Lina’s ample breasts, taking a nipple into her mouth as she reached down between the girl’s legs. Lina moaned loudly, her hand stroking Suri’s long hair. Traisk broke out into a sweat, his cage painfully reminding him of its purpose. He stood.
NO! The crowd jeered. Don’t stop them!
“Ladies, I warned you about inappropriate behavior,” he growled, grabbing both by the arms and pushing them over the side of the table. “You will stay there and not move. I locked the door, so there is no way you can get out of here. I am SO disappointed in you!”
“Traisk! We thought you would like that! Us together!” Lina started to cry as he broke a chair across his knee. He balanced a thin, wide, flat piece of wood from the back of the broken chair in his hand, and gave it a couple of test swings after checking it for sharp points or splinters. “Please!”
“I thought I made myself perfectly clear what would happen if you disobey me,” Traisk said, lifting the crude paddle-like implement and sending it crashing across her bare bottom. She yelled out in pain. “And you, Suri? You still carry bruises from our first meeting!” Again, the makeshift paddle met naked flesh. Suri shrieked.
“I’m sooooorrry!” both woman bawled as the paddle moved back and forth between them, promising a very sore and sleepless night for both. Their words, filled with promises and apologies, fell on deaf ears as Traisk made certain neither would directly disobey him again. Didn’t the little fools understand that he was trying to save their lives?
Both were then placed in a corner, still naked from their bath and displaying very red and very tender bottoms. He scrutinized them as he sat back in a chair, once again wishing he was back fighting in the ring. It was so much easier than dealing with females!
“Traisk? Did you really mean what you said? Your promise?” Lina asked, looking up at him from her corner when he walked over to release her.
“If you’re talking about unlocking me, yes. That’s part of the game,” he answered, warning her that they were being watched and listened to. She caught his hint.
“If we promise not to run away, can we stay unbound? Please?” Suri asked, her large doe eyes blinking at him as he pulled the two of them to his lap to hold them close.
“Sorry, but you know I won’t take that chance. Besides, how would I be able to count on your assistance if Keeria remains prideful and you decide to take a little hike?” Traisk considered them carefully, “I think you’ve been up long enough. Get dressed and let’s eat. I’ll even allow you to use the outpot by yourselves if you promise to behave.”
“You’re taking a chance with the two of us free right now,” Suri warned him, ignoring Lina’s fearful look.
“You also know what will befall you if you disobey my orders to behave like good girls. Is your bottom still as painful as it looks?”
“Yes,” Suri answered, glancing down shamefully.
Traisk lifted her chin. “Then don’t ask for another spanking, baby girl. Just behave.”
His gentleness made her want to curl up in his arms and cry. He sensed it and embraced her, kissing the top of her head. “I’ll get you both out of here, I promise,” he whispered into her ear. She looked at him hopefully. He was all that was left of her faith.
Both sat uncomfortably at the table across from Traisk, looking at their hands in their laps. He sighed. “Now what's wrong? You both need to eat something.”
“I’m not hungry. My bottom hurts,” Lina whimpered. Suri just nodded.
“This again… Girls, you brought this on yourselves. Come on, eat something. You need your strength to get out of this place and I’ll be damned if I carry both of you.”
“Not hungry,” Suri whispered.
Traisk rolled his eyes, picking up a thin piece of meat. “Open up,” he ordered. Suri glared at him. He glared back. She opened her mouth and he popped the food into it. “Don’t think about biting me either, you know what that brought you the last time.”
“I won’t,” Suri promised, slowly chewing the food. Traisk then held a piece up to Lina who reluctantly accepted it. Nerves frazzled and totally exhausted, Traisk continued to hand feed his two captives as though they were children. Yes, fighting in the ring would be so much easier any day!
Traisk noticed Lina’s unhappy expression as he gently restrained them to the bed. “What’s wrong, sweetie?”
“I’m scared. I’m never going to get out of here or be free.” Her voice had a child-like quality to it and his heart sank.
Traisk leaned over to kiss her temple. “Trust me, sweetheart. I’m going to do my best to free all of us. Just be patient.”
“What if Keeria doesn’t give in?” Lina whispered fearfully.
He stroked her face gently. “She will. I promise. Before this First Night is through, she will be conquered,” he told her, his tone confident as he positioned himself between the two women and held their trembling hands. Closing his eyes, he sighed. If she didn’t cooperate immediately, then he’d have to go with Plan B. That ruse, however, might cost him dearly in his future with her.
* * *
Keeria cried softly, her sobs muffled by her arm pressing against her face as she hung high above the floor waiting to see what evil Traisk had drummed up next to perform on her. Her bottom stung painfully in a way she had never experienced before. The pain mixed with warm longing and, despite the terrible plug that completely filled her, she disgracefully wanted more.
Head Trainer Denkar had always told her, since she was a little girl, that her pride and stubbornness would be her demise. She believed him. He had been right on so many levels. She never understood why he had shown such particular interest in her. He had even treated her as an errant daughter on many occasions and had tutored her himself in a vast majority of subjects. He was never lenient with her; in fact, he tended to show less mercy towards her than the others in her litter. She also knew that his strictness was intended to keep her alive and strong. In some odd way, she loved him and certainly respected him, at least now that she was in the Maze and saw why he had worked so hard to train her. She felt shamed, knowing he was so disappointed in her right now, as she sat here captured, restrained and exposed to this Strong Man’s whims. She muttered her apologies to him, hoping that somewhere, somehow, he would hear her and forgive her weakness.
Chapter Seven
“Quite the little trooper, that one,” Master Kal nudged his old friend. “I told you they would pair well.”
The Head Trainer nodded, sitting back to drink his beer. “You were right. I just hope she doesn’t let her stubborn streak destroy this for her. She’s the only Trained One I’ve ever wanted to set free. Does this bother you?”
“Why would it? To know that my only child has the chance to escape this hell. And with your son? I just hope that Traisk can make her submit before they both end up slaves again. He has no idea the price I paid to watch over her.”
“Giving up a seat on the High Council to train Strong Men was the only option you had. I’m just glad I had her in my care, otherwise she would not have had a chance to be there.”
“My price was nothing compared to what you paid.” Kal gestured towards his crotch. “Standing up against the Elders was not wise.”
“Perhaps not,” the other man sighed, watching the girl swinging. “They will never forgive us for our treatment of them, but at least they will be free. I hope.”
He did not hear Keeria’s pitiful pleas for forgiveness for failing her trainer; he only heard a little girl begging for a better life than either he or her father could ever offer her.
* * *
Traisk awoke feeling refreshed and invigorated, hoping that Keeria’s present situation had left her exhausted and more willing to cooperate. Suri and Lina wished him luck as he left the bed. Saying nothing, he ventured back to the chamber where Keeria hung helplessly.
“Did you sleep?” he asked, lowering the swing to look at her face. She glared back.
“Like the dead. How about you?”
“It was very pleasant. Your friends are quite comfortable bed companions,” he said causally, gauging her response. Yes, there it was. A touch of jealousy could work wonders. “They put on quite a show for me after their bath together. You know, I was thinking that they both could say the words and unlock me. That way I would come out of here with two gorgeous women who are smart enough to see a good thing when it’s there.”
“Fuck you.” She reeked of envy now. Plan B was working.
“Keeria, really? After all this you still have not learned your manners? You know they will take your tongue from you if the Elders decide to place you in the harem.”
He was bluffing, of course, but Keeria did not know that. Her face paled. Traisk felt guilty for a moment, not enjoying the need to frighten her. But he knew he had to get a handle on her soon before time ran out for all of them. He glanced at his monitor.
He silently tended to her needs, his face grim as he allowed her to stretch a little and eat before he placed her back in the swing. Her protests were few; his words weighed heavily on her mind. Would he really abandon her for one of the others? Would they really cut out her tongue? She waited, almost eagerly, in anticipation for him to spank her for her foul language, but it did not come. She started to panic; had he grown tired of her and would now definitely choose one, or both, of the others?
“Have you found the way out?” she asked softly, not struggling as he restrained her.
“I have. Too bad you are insisting on never getting there.” She could hear pure disappointment in his low voice as a result of her behavior, and she felt shame once again. Her resolve was weakening and hopelessness started to seep into her heart.
“Take me down,” she ordered, and then softy added, “Please. I won’t try to kill you. I’ll unlock you.”
“Not yet. You still have some lessons to learn,” Traisk said firmly, pulling the swing higher, allowing him full access to her with his mouth.
“But isn’t that what you want? For me to unlock you?” she whimpered, feeling his hands steady her bottom from rocking.
“No, I want you to say the words and desire to stay with me. I want you, not just freedom. I’ve chosen you for my own and wish you to do the same.”
“I’ll release you. There, I said it!”
“No, those are not the words I want to hear.”
Traisk lowered his mouth between her widely stretched legs and ran his tongue teasingly next to her clit. She squirmed, immediately feeling the flush of desire. She wanted him to take her deep into his magical mouth and never stop. His finger gently reached inside of her slit, the pressure from the plug adding to the intensity of the motion. Keeria inhaled sharply, her breath taken from her as he eagerly and expertly explored her forbidden crevices.
Sweat broke out from his brow as pain started to vibrate through his groin. Her groans increased in volume as he nibbled and sucked, telling him that she was dangerously close to her own release. He knew that he had to bring her to that place soon. Time was short.
Traisk tried to breathe through his own agony without success. Cursing, he pulled away from her and fled into the other room to relieve his own discomfort with icy water. Keeria felt tears welling in her eyes. Without his touch, she suddenly felt abandoned, discarded, unwanted, rejected.
Masters of seduction.
He was using her for his own needs. She hated him. She also knew something deep inside of her loved him, but she could not explain it. Was it a result of his gentleness, his patience, or the fact that he was taking care of not just her own, but the other Trained Ones’ personal needs as well, and he showed a genuine concern for their comfort, despite the situation? And he seemed to be content in doing so. And that stupid, two-faced spiny little creature Churros absolutely adored him, following him about like a puppy dog. She was in a quandary. How could she have these feelings in a world where love was nonexistent? It had to be something else. Lust. That must be it! Carnal desire. That could be stopped.
Traisk returned, looking sheepish. “Sorry about that. The cage was not helping matters.”
“No! Keep your hands and mouth off of me. I hate you!”
“So you changed your mind again, did you? Darn fickle female. Ok, you asked for this. Remember how you heard Lina scream? This is why.”
Keeria turned white as he lifted her short, wide-bladed sword to her face before pulling the swing to a comfortable level. The flat side of the sword clapped loudly across her bare, stretched bottom and formed an immediate purple welt. Keeria bit back her screams for two more swipes, then lost all composure. Traisk continued the punishment, dourly applying three more strokes to her bruised backside.
“You never thought your blade could be used for a paddle, did you? Why did you make me do that to you?” He sounded sad, his voice choking. Keeria just wept helplessly; her bum burned inside and out and she had no way to relieve her agony. Traisk sat down in the chair once again and began to cover her bruises with kisses and soft, gentle strokes of his warm, rough hands. “I am begging you to never force me to do that again. Please.”
His mouth slowly resumed its previous course, finding that her pussy flowed even more generously since the severe thrashing. His teeth and lips grazed her swollen labia and his tongue sought refuge as he drank her sweet nectar. Her breath started to quicken as she struggled against the overwhelming sensations of desire. Slowly, gently, he thrust his fingers—one, then two—deep inside of her hot maidenhood, tearing the hymen as he brought her to a screaming climax.
The crowd was silent until she regained her breath, then started to cheer and applaud!
“Traisk? I want you. Please. Let me remove your cage,” Keeria panted, limp in the swing.
“I told you not yet. When I allow you to take it off, it will be because you want to, not because you have to.”
“But, I want you…”
“I make the rules here. Say the words I want to hear and then I will allow you to unlock me.”
She struggled, knowing her chance to win her freedom was gone. She had no choice. She was a slave. To him and to her own heart. She hated him as much as she loved him.
Keeria was quiet for a moment, finally understanding. He wanted her! Not to own, but to care for. A woman truly conquered was a woman who was loved and loved in return. He was not aware that the combination for his lock worked not just by words, but also by tone. She took the chance, not knowing if the lock would detect her sincerity.
“Never leave me or abandon me, never walk out in times of trouble and never bring me harm. Please, be my mate. I love you,” she said with full sincerity, before adding the three words of the combination. “I am conquered.”
The cage clicked open and fell with a loud clatter to the ground. He stared at it and understood what had occurred. She had spoken her vows to him.
The crowd gasped at the size of the Strong Man’s growing cock. It was massive, like him. He was going to tear the girl to shreds! They applauded, eagerly leaning forward in their chairs to watch the mating.
Traisk stared down at his freed rod then looked up at the woman hanging in the leather sling. He pulled her lips close to kiss her deeply. “One more lesson. Don’t be afraid.” He slowly lowered the sling so that Keeria sat straddled in his lap, facing him and looking quite terrified as the head of the monster stared boldly at her from between them. He reached behind her and held the base of the plug as he lowered her steadily onto his rigid, pulsing organ.
