A Slave's Story

"There was something just not right about this" Jamilla thought. Her father returned Earlier then normal from the Tavern and He and Mother both went straight to bed and fell fast asleep. Jamilla was counting the Hours to when she knew it would be safe. She listened to the hushed whispers from her parent room wishing she could hear what was being said but not daring to get out of her bed and make a noise till the time was right. Jamilla's heart racing, she was finally going to be free. She was going to be her own person not someone property. If she only knew what was going on in her parent's room.

Raja smiles at his wife as he empties out the leather pouch filled with gold and silver coins on the feather bed... He whispers softly to her "twice as much as we originally agreed on for her all because she plans on running away tonight and head north He is going to catch her in the woods and take her with him" Cheyna gasps at the thought of her daughter being taken by such brute force. With a soft reassuring smile Raja explains that it was that or they would have to turn over their home to Talon. This Deal was made at Jamilla's birth. "This was the price of your freedom Cheyna"... Raja quietly reminded Her. Your Freedom for your first-born daughters. With a soft smile Cheyna wraps her arms around her husband kissing him soundly as they falls together in the bed.

Silence blessed silence. That's all Jamilla was waiting for. Carefully Jamilla sneaks from the house... creeping slowly away from her home and her family... without so much as looking back Jamilla starts running towards the woods. Wanting to put as much distance between this town as she can before she was found missing. The deeper into the Woods she went the less of the trail she could see. Somehow she thought she knew this trail by heart. She had traveled it for many years with her father. The farther she went the more lost she felt. Finally she stops and rests by a tree and hopes that he moon will come out from behind the clouds and light her way.

Talon couldn't help but snicker at her. He pain stakenly made sure to reroute some of the trails she would be on to put her in the middle of no where at His mercy. All He had to do was make sure she fell asleep and found His camp in the morning. Adjusting his breeches. If He could only wait that long. The more HE watched her the more He wanted her. He almost wished He had taken that whore up on her offer in the Tavern before he left. Oh well She will submit to Him and her fate one way or another. With a Wicked smile we walk back to where He is camped.

Jamilla stared into the black sky praying for the clouds to clear away. She doesn't know when or how it happened but she woke several hours later just as the sun was rising over the hilltops. Startled she jumps to her feet and started looking around. Nothing looked familiar. She somehow ended up lost in the same woods she grew up in. stumbling around looking for something she would recognize... Jamilla wandered around for what seemed to be hours. The rumbling that started in her stomach hours ago was now a dull pain when she saw it a small camp and a single inhabitant. Maybe the person would be kind enough o share a meal and help her without returning her to her parents. Taking a deep breath she walked towards the camp praying for the best.

He had been watching her stumble around and was very surprised she had lasted as long as she did. Talon figured her to be at the camp sometime in the Middle of the night or at the very latest sunrise. Here it is almost midday. He hid a smiles as she tentivly moved closer to where he was in camp. He paid her no attention that she could tell. Little glances here and there as her form came closer and closer. He looked up at her suddenly giving her the impression that he knew she was there and wasn't pleased about it. He chuckles to himself as she smiles at him and tries to be charming that she was worth many more coins then he had paid for her and she will be well worth breaking.

Jamilla was startled by this striking mans sudden attention to her presence and without meaning to she gave away her fear and that was one thing she wished not to do. Placing a smile on her face Jamilla introduces herself to this handsome stranger hoping her charm and wit would win him over to her side and get him to help her. He smiled almost wickedly at her as he asked her to sit beside him by the fire. Taken aback when he offered her a plate of food without her having to ask for it. Jamilla thanked the stranger kindly and ate in silence. It never dawned on Jamilla that her food or drink could have been drugged or that this man was here to take her back to her parents or even worse the Man who now owns her without her knowledge.

Talon smiles at her as he passed the plate of food to her slowly winning her over with his charm. He saw the fear and tension leave her body with every forkful of food. Sitting next to her Talon ate in silence waiting for the drug to take its effect. He needed to get on the road quickly and without anymore set backs. How is it that all of the best-laid plans never work out the way you plan them Talon thought as Jamilla's plant fell from her lap and she gently fell forward on his lap. Brushing her hair from the side of her face Talon whispers "I told you lilone a long time ago I own you heart, body and soul" kissing her cheek softly Talon stands and gets 2 pieces of rope and precedes to tie her wrists and ankles.

The Ride South

The sun was setting as Jamilla opened her eyes and focused on the landscape before her. The Road looked slightly Familiar and it wasn't until they passed a sign reading "Coors 5 miles" That she realized that this Man she trusted and had hoped would help her escape slavery was taking her to the very place she was running from. Her lips were dry from all the dust and dirt from the road. In her preoccupation of her location she didn't realize that this Man had bound and gagged her in her drugged sleep. This fueled a raw hatred in her and she start to struggle against him violently. She halted herself immediately when she realized that her body was tucked close to His as they rode though the country side, and Despite her angry and her wanting to get away her movement did nothing but case a reaction to this Mans body that was against her body that not only scared her but intrigued her as well.

Talon wrapped his arms around Jamilla protectively as she was sleeping. They stormed across the countryside for hours before he felt her stirring in his arms. She took in the countryside trying to get her bearings before she realized and started to struggle violently against him to gain her freedom. The more she struggles the tighter he held her against him. The tighter she pressed into his body the more aroused her struggle made him till she suddenly stopped and help very still. He could almost see the smoke raise off of her in anger then as an idea started to dawn on her. Talon chuckles softly and wonders does she realize how easily He can read her thoughts and her body lanuage already. Talon had plans on getting to know both even better in the months and years to come.

The rest of the ride into the village was made in silence a plan was formulating in Jamilla's head about how she could get her freedom but it meant she would have to give up something she vowed she would not give to anyone till she was truly in love. If given this mysterious Man her virginity to gain her freedom or at the very least right now his protection then it's a price she was willing to pay. Jamilla was still slightly drowsy as they rode though the town. She only caught glimpse as they rode the one thing she did notice was that there were many people tied and hanging in various ways and those who weren't were tethered or pulling buggies totally naked. This startled yet intrigued Jamilla. Why were these people allowing themselves to be degraded like that and yet to seem to be purely enjoying it? Theses thoughts race though her mind as they passed though. Talon had watched her facial expressions change as they moved though the town. He could imagine the thoughts going though her mind. Who they are, what are they doing, Why are they doing it. Even better will that be me out there. He had big plans for this girl but something told Him that His normal approach wouldn't work with her. That and there was something about her that always touched a deep spot in his heart. Something that has been growing inside of him something He couldn't quit put His finger on. With a quick shake of his head He pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind as they passed through the village.

Jamilla had fallen back to sleep long before they had reached Talon's Manor house. A vast Forest and small cottages surrounded the large house. As Jamilla opened her eyes she noticed a scanty clad group of people she could only assume were serverant. Talon slipped from the horse with great ease and then handed the reins to a small man with a slight hump on his back. Lifting His hands to Jamilla He easy removed her from the saddle and places her on her feet on the ground. Jamilla took a few tentive steps away from Talon. She realized her ankles were tied so she could take small tentative steps. Her first few cause her to fall forward and had it not been for Talons quick hands she would have fallen on her face.

Talon couldn't help but laugh at Jamilla as she stumbled those first few steps. Thankful he had been there to catch her and that she had not attempted to run. Guiding her careful though the servants standing before them. They stepped into a lavishly furnished hall were suddenly three stunningly beautiful woman appeared and fell to their knees before this man without as much as a whimper or whine from either they were kissing at his dusty boots and begging Him for attention. With a mar chuckle He told them to raise and stand before him without a sound even with the chuckle it was an order one in which both snapped to without fail. Talon told them to present themselves and each girl parted her legs wide folded their arms behind their backs thrusted their chests forward and with lowered eyes you heard each say "Yes Master" as they did as instructed. With a Proud smile Talon looks to Jamilla and says I would like to meet your new sisters. Stroking the hair of the red head Talon introduces her at Navah. She smiles softly at Jamilla but says nothing. Walking over to the most stunning blond Jamilla had ever seen. She couldn't help but feel envious of her beauty. With an evil twinkle Talon introduced her as Zareen. Then walking back to Jamilla Talon speaks rather harshly to her He says, "these are your sister this is your new home I own you. Your sisters will train you in the basics I will teach what you will need to know to please me. Do you understand Lilone"?? Unable to find her voice Jamilla nods her head. With that she Talon leaves the room telling Navah and Zareen to have Jamilla dress and ready in one hour. Each girl nodded instead of answering and watched Him walk out of the room before they spoke. Zareen and Navah circled the new girl checking her out trying to figure out what made her so special that Master was gone entire month to get her. She wasn't stunning nor was she well trained. What could Master possible see in this spoiled rotten rich girl they thought? Not wanting to risk punishment this soon after Master returned home the girls cut Jamilla's binds and walk her to the room she would be sleeping in when not ordered to Masters Chambers.

Jamilla's room was huge! Much bigger then her parent's entire house. In one corner were pillows in vast color's shapes and sizes. The girls said that is were she would sleep and it was more comfortable then it looks. In the other corner was a huge Wooden Armoire filled it various shapes of what looked like silks, and a beautiful brass Dressing table with all sorts of odds and ends on it. The girls spoke quickly of what was there. There was a door that led to the washroom where there was a tub the size of a pond in the center of the room.

Jamilla just stood in the center if the room as these girls talked and pointed things out to her. She tried hard to listen but it was hard there was too much to take in. She was sold? When? Who? What? Who was this Man who brought her? There was a something about Him she knew something that made her trust him a little bit. But these girls mad her feel uncomfortable there was an intimacy between them that scared her and the beauty of the one she could never compare to. Why did this Man want her? She will never do or be anyone slave she will not demean herself that way. Wills she? Jamilla was jerked out of her thoughts when she felt Havah and Zareen's hands removing her clothing. She tried to protest but they together easily over powered her and managed to quickly and efficiently get her clothing off and guide her into the hot rose scented bath water. Easing into a relaxed state Jamilla again drifted off as her new sisters washed her from head to toe. Jamilla somehow lacked the strength or will to protest these girls' hands on her body in intimate places she herself blushed as she washed them.

Talon stood in the doorway watching the girl prepare Jamilla washing every inch of her. He watched how relaxed she had seemed and knew that it won't last much longer the lavender tea and mead mixed with valerian root she was given at lunch. Those feelings started to stir in Talon again? Could He the heartless of all slaves Masters Meet His match and be in love. Could she be the One he was distended to make His one and have at his side forever? These questions and many more rose in him as He forced Himself to leave and let the girls get her ready for her first lesson with Him. One he knew she would not soon forget.