At war

[Faremistress]

"Well Sara, I am not sure what it is I desire exactly." The Queen started. "I want to be a good Mistress, but I am unsure how. I also want the King to be a good Master. I want us to rule, but not to harshly. I still believe in punishment, but in a better way than what has been dealt in the past." she fumbled for the words she wanted to say. "I also want you to be happy, and to serve us well. It seems to me there is a trouble maker amoung you, and I do aim to find out who it is. You are to be as loyal to each other as you are to the King and myself. As for your duties, well they will include anything either of us might need." The Queen reach a hand out to stroke Sara's warm cheek. "And I do meen anything."

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Sara blushed a deep, beet red. She enjoyed the Queen's touch, but the suggestion, the affection she was showing her ... and she imagined the jealousies the other slaves were feeling toward her ... It was too much.
She couldn't really say anything, or move. She was stuck right there.

 

[therufus]

The King watched as his wife touched Sara's cheek and it really turned him on. He shifts a little and looks back at the slaves.

"Like the Queen said we together will end the rule of hate that I have put on my Kingdom."

 

[lizzy1228]

Lizzie pulls the sheet over her head. She waits agonizing long minutes. A knock on the door.

"Give them to me," she hears.

More waiting. Then.

"If one of my men attempts to force him on you, come to me," she heard. The voice belonged to the man she hated, but the words were reluctant, deliberate. "I shall tell him there is a rumor you may be fancied by the Queen. I do not guarantee your safety." Another pause. "But I shall try." Lizzie felt cloth tossed on top of the sheets, but did not move. A door opened and shut. Lizzie stayed still a little longer. Finally, she looked. The soldier had left the room. On the bed was a slave's dress for her.


Scribe.

Lizzy blinked at the dress, then turned her head to again look at the closed door. she sat up in the bed, pulling the sheet around her to cover her breasts. she could feel how sensitive they still were as the sheet brushed across them. she was confused by the sensation, painful, but mixed with a significant amount of pleasure.

she then set about cleaning up the mess produced by her encounter with the soldier. she presses her lips together and bites back tears as she sees the bloodstained sheets, and then looks down at herself, more blood slowly drying between her legs. she wiped at it roughly and quickly rose off the bed, pulling the dress on over her head.

she looks again at the door, imagining what lay on the other side of it. was the soldier still there? she was confused by his words, which spoke of kindness, a desire to protect her. how could a man who wanted to protect her hurt her so terribly himself? she closed her eyes to clear her thoughts, and convinced herself that she had imagined his concern.

she winced at the pain in her legs as she walked to the door, opening it carefully and looking up and down the hall. convinced she was alone, she slowly and miserably made her way back to the slave's quarters, wanting nothing more than the comfort of her best friend.

 

[scribe_m]

As she walked towards the slaves quarters, she heard a voice. "You're late." She turned around. It was the boy. "The slaves have been taken. You are late. You must be punished." The boy, scarcely younger than she, slapped her. Lizzy collapsed to the floor. "Take off your dress," he said, his eyes burning. Lizzy did as she was told. The boy looked at her naked body, taken by the soldier yet still arousing. He had been humiliated by the soldier, but his secret made him a little bolder. "There is no Soldier around, is there?" he said. "There is no one here but you and me." As his eyes stare over her body, he sees the blood. Breathing gasps, he kneels on the floor, undoes his pants, and grasps Lizzy's legs...



Scribe.

 

[lizzy1228]

Lizzy kicks frantically as the boy pins her to the floor. tears again well in her eyes as she struggles, his strength nearly overpowering her. she lets out a scream as he thrusts his hips against hers and roughly grabs her breasts. she begins to sob soundlessly, pounding her fists against his chest leaving scratches along his face. she again calls for help, knowing that noone could hear her, and even if they could, they wold never help her...

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Sara remembers something. Lizzie. She hasn't seen her yet, and has begun to worry for her. Deeply. She knows something is wrong, especially after what she heard last night.

"Sire ... Queen. I ... Have a favor I must ask. I ... My friend has disappeared. I ... feel I should go to find her ... with your leave ...."

She blushed, not certain if she should have spoken up at all.

 

[therufus]

The King nods.
"Yes you may go and find your friend. Take one of the other slaves who knows the place a little better. OK?"

 

[shadowoftheheart]

"Thank you sire!"

She glances at one of the older slaves, and motions to her. She runs off, the older woman following her more slowly.

As they approach the slave quarters, they hear a muffled scream.

"Lizzie?"

Emboldened, afraid, but feeling certain that the King and Queen will protect me, she opens the door to the slave quarters, allowing it to bang loudly against the wall, as she bursts in.

 

[lizzy1228]

lizze doesnt hear sara enter, to comsumed in her fighting and struggling.

"please... nooo" she lets out in a helpless plea, feeling herself losing strength, the boy overpowering her. he manages to catch her wrists, pinning them above her head.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

"What ... Get away from her!"

Sara stormed into the room, feeling empowered by her recent meeting with the king and queen. The other slave stays at the doorway, even though Sara has glanced to her for help.

"Stop!"

Sara says again. She begins to feel less sure. She didn't know if she could do anything if the boy chose to ignore, or even attack, her.

 

[scribe_m]

Lizzie screamed, the boy panicked. Pulling up his trousers, he swore to himself, then told Lizzie, "If you tell them what happened, I shall do worse." His belt scarcely tied, he fled through the back door.

"Lizzie?" the poor slave heard.



Scribe.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

"Lizzie? Are you alright?!"

Concern was obvious in Sara's eyes. She walked over to her, still watching the boy closely, with slight fear.

 

[lizzy1228]

lizzy rolls to her side and curls up into a ball, sobbing. tears fall down her cheeks as she trembles, terrified at how close she came to being raped again. she wraps her arms around herself, wanting only to disappear...

 

[shadowoftheheart]

The boy forgotten, Sara kneels down beside Lizzie, and gently touches her shoulder, trying to comfort her.

"Lizzie? It's OK. It's Sara. You're safe now."

 

[lizzy1228]

lizzy jumps and lets out a sob as she feels sara's touch.

"ohh, sara" she whispers before falling into her friends arms.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Sara holds onto her friend tightly, tears beginning to stream down her own cheeks.

"What happened," she whispers softly.

 

[lizzy1228]

lizzy clings to sara as she slowly explained the events of her day, occasionaly slipping into sobs before continuing. she slowly calms, feeling more secure in her friend's arms.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

"Oh Gods hon. Oh ... I am sorry. I ...."

She runs out of words, and quietly sobs along with her friend.

She sniffles, pulls back slightly.

"Umm ... We should ... go to see the king and queen. I ... well, I think they would want to know what the soldier did. I am sure they will ... help you."

 

[lizzy1228]

lizzy's eyes open wide at sara's suggestion, and immediatly starts to protest.

"sara, no, please! i dont.. i dont want anyone else to know, please..."

 

[shadowoftheheart]

"Oh Lizzie! They can help you, I swear it! But ... I'll do what you want. Oh hon. Oh, I am so sorry ...."

She pulls Lizzie close again in a tight embrace.

"I swear, I won't tell anyone, then," she whispers.

 

[lizzy1228]

"thank you, thank you" lizzy whispers as she pulls herself tight against sara. she rests her head on sara's shoulder, crying against her neck.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Sara closed her eyes, willing strength into her friend's body. Though she tries to be strong for her, she can't help but cry as well. Her cheek rests against Lizzie's head, and her tears run into her hair.
"I'll do whatever I can to protect you. I ... will talk to the king .. not tell him what happened but .. see if he can help you."

 

[lizzy1228]

lizzy's breathing slows as she calms, tears sliding slowly down her cheeks, wetting sara's shoulder. letting her eyes close, she simply repeats "thank you" again and again

 

[shadowoftheheart]

"Lizzie. I ... think we both will be safer if I take you to the queen's sitting chamber. The ... other slaves are there, as is the king and queen."

She starts to stand, lightly pulling Lizzie up with her.