Legends of Belariath

Salina Kyle

Magic Bonds Part 1

Opening the gate to the slave pen, the two troll guards calmly threw the newest slave into Magi Thorns' mining camp with the odd assortment of beasts and creatures the mage already owned. The other slaves eyed the newcomer suspiciously wondering what race the fresh meat might be. Most of the mining slaves were the monster races, troll, orc, Minotaur, and such. Those unlucky enough to be humans, or human-like tended to 'die' quickly if they didn't make themselves the 'slave' of one of the stronger prisoners. Gagus, a Halfling that managed to survive by talents that’d probably have horrified others of his race, stepped forward to see if he could tell what the new slave might be. He already expected it to be male. What he found totally astonished the small pervert.

”Its' a human,” he announced in a loud whisper. He leaned forward to confirm his other suspicion but the human growled knocking his hand away from where he'd placed it.

”You little creep,” I hissed, sitting up to grab at him. The Halfling dodged away from my clumsy attempt and hurried back to a troll who stroked him like a person comforting a cat.

”It's female,” whispered creatures from all around me. My eyes went down to the glowing shackles on my wrists. This was a nightmare unlike anything my brain could cook up… and I knew myself to be wide-awake.

”The female is mine,” a troll stated, stepping forward to claim me.

”No,” hissed a burly orc, “It’s mine.” Several others stepped forward starting one hell of a fight. Silently, I moved away from the battle amazed the guards just stood outside the gate watching the slaves try to kill each other. Without the hint of a warning, a large hand slapped over my mouth while a strong arm wrapped around my waist. Someone dragged me, kicking and trying to bite, into the dark shadows.

”Silence, human,” a deep voice growled, “I'm not going to take you by force. Do you understand?” Slowly, my head nodded. When I turned around, I felt my mouth falling open. He stood about seven feet tall but his bullhorns added another two or three feet making the Minotaur look a lot taller. In the darkness, I couldn't make out much more. Screaming brought our eyes to the mass of flesh in the center of the yard. A dead orc body was flung aside by the combatants but it didn't slow the fight down.

”Many will survive the fight,” the creature said to me. “With those shackles on, you won't be able to use your magic to defend yourself.”

”You know what these things are?” I asked looking down at my wrists, “Could you get them off of me?” He shook his great head crossing his huge arms across his massive chest.

”It'd take more power then I've got,” he said, “Another mage might be able to, but generally the shackles have to be removed by the one who put them on you.”

”The likelihood of that happening is slim to none,” I said with more then a little bitterness. We were quiet for a moment, when a really deep voice brought our eyes back to the fight.

”The female belongs to me,” a giant troll growled, kicking his way through the pile of bodies, “Where is the female?”

”That's Corakin,” the Minotaur said, “His father was a giant, and his mother a troll. He's one of the most powerful at this slave pit. He normally stays down in the mine. Gagus must've gone to tell him about you. You must make a decision, female, before he finds us.”

”What decision?” I asked nervously.

”Serve me, and I'll protect you from the others,” he said, “Don't serve me and Corakin will rape you till you die.”

”I can't die,” I whispered, looking down at the magic shackles.

”Where are you hiding, female?” the troll hissed, “Come forth, and I might forgive you for hiding from your master.”

”His night vision will reveal us at any moment,” said the Minotaur looking into my frantic eyes.

”All right,” I whispered amazed at what I knew I had to be agreeing to, “I'll serve you.” His callused hand gently brought my face up to let him gaze into my eyes.

”Get away from my slave, Kruls,” the troll hissed, coming over to where we'd been hiding. “You belong to me, female. Come to me or you’ll suffer.”

”The female belongs to me, Corakin,” Kruls stated moving to stand between the troll and me. Corakin laughed deeply as he moved toward us.

”Do you really think you can take me, bull-boy?” the troll growled flexing his muscled arms, “You're good at hauling the wagons of ore. Master Thorns wouldn't want to lose you.” They began to circle each other with their heads down and their arms at ready. Everyone came to watch the fight even those wounded from the first fight. My eyes went down to the shackles. I could help the Minotaur with my newfound power, but the price would be worse then being raped by the troll at this point. A couple of orcs pushed me out into the light so everyone could see what was being fought over. Corakin tried to grab Kruls by the horns ending up on his back with the Minotaur kneeling on his chest. The troll took several blows to the nose before he could throw the Minotaur off. They rolled on the ground each trying to grab the other's throat. Corakin threw dirt into Kruls' face temporarily blinding my 'protector'. I watched three other orcs try to sneak up behind Kruls, and ran forward to act. Jumping over the two combatants, I spun out a kick, knocking one slimy bastard out cold.

”Did I mention I'm not as helpless as you jerks might think?” I hissed, squaring off with the other two. My attention focused on keeping anyone else from interfering with the fight over my ownership. The other two orcs chickened out when they saw how well I’d disabled their friend. I could hear the sound of breaking bones and prayed it wasn't my protector. In a moment, everything fell silent bringing my eyes around to see the bloody Minotaur standing over a dead looking troll.

”Is he dead?” I asked, as Kruls approached me.

”He's part troll,” the Minotaur growled, trying to shake some blood from his snout, “Fire is the only thing that can really kill one of his kind. He'll be out of commission for a few days, but I don't think he'll try to take you again for quite awhile.” Kruls grabbed me by my shoulders to press our lips together making me taste the blood on his lips. I struggled a little out of horror but didn't really try to break free, as I’d said I'd 'serve' him. He dropped me to the ground then glared at all those around us.

”The female is mine,” the Minotaur growled, “Anyone else as stupid as Corakin?” The only sounds came from the guards exchanging money over bets. Nodding his head in satisfaction, Kruls grabbed a hand full of my hair to drag me into a dark corner of the pin.

Out of sight of the others, he let go of my tangled black hair. I sank to the sandy ground wondering what he'd do next, afraid I already knew. The half-man half-bull sat down next to me, his strong hand touching my bruised cheek with gentle care.

”Why are you in this pit, female?” he demanded, “Thorns usually keeps females as pleasure slaves, or house slaves. One as beautiful as you should be sharing his bed not losing her life to mining slaves.” After a moment of frightened hesitation, I decided I had nothing to loose by telling this creature the truth.

”Its' a short and bitter story… Master,” I said swallowing my pride, “My name’s Caprie Deltino. I was brought here… to this planet, by Magi Thorns to serve as a vessel of power. On my world, there's no magic but it seems our race of humans has the potential to store and use unthinkable amounts of magic energy. Somehow, Thorns figured this out. He was trying to conjure up a partner to help him secure this kingdom. After that, I figure he meant to take over this world. Unfortunately, when he went to find a person of his like he chose Cassity, my twin sister. Cassity and I are identical twins in all things save one. She's as dark or darker then the bastard in the tower. I'm put down as a light knight, willing to risk my life to save others. I hadn't spoken to my sister in about a year when my mother brought us together. She wanted us to stop fighting because we’re twins, and twins should love one another in her mind. As we stood toe to toe, I felt a wave of dizziness that dropped me to my knees. When I looked up I was in Thorns casting room. At first, he was delighted to see me but after a few words he realized he'd made a serious mistake. My sister arrived only moments after me. He managed to get these shackles on me before I had any idea what was going on. He tried to control me by spell, but he couldn't make it stick. The problem is I got here first meaning I got the power. Cassity was furious when Thorns explained what he'd meant to happen. They wanted me to give the gift to her, but I refused. So they sent me out here in hopes that getting raped would convince me to give them what they want. The shackles don't exactly keep me from using the power but they'll tell him if I'm so stupid. I found out the hard way the power drains me physically. Drained enough, Thorns and Cassity might be able to force me to give it up… and that's why I'm in this pit… master.” He chuckled deeply stroking my wet cheek.

”He probably didn't consider the possibility you'd agree to serve someone in the pit,” Kruls said, “I can tell the word 'master' comes to your lips with great irritation. I'm willing to forgo the title if you really mean to serve, and not kill me the first chance you get… I couldn't help but notice your little display while I was making you mine. Are you going to serve me, Caprie?” I thought it over very carefully before clearing my throat to answer him.

”Serving you means… I mean you're going to want…” I stammered turning red in embarrassment.

”You mean do I expect you to serve me with sex?” Kruls asked, smiling, “I think protecting you from the other scum would be worth a little warmth and pleasure… wouldn't you?” He had a valid point, which meant I had to admit another personal secrete before his hand completed its journey up my thigh.

”I'm a virgin, Kruls,” I stated, staring at the gravel, “I've been saving myself for the day I got married.”

”You don't have to worry, Caprie,” he said, “I've taken human females before. If it hurts, it'll only be for a moment.” I'd hoped making the confession might move him to spare me but I should've known better. Kruls looked at my pant's zipper with a little confusion. Taking a deep breath, I pushed his hand away from me and began by taking my sweatshirt off.

”What's that thing binding your breasts?” he asked in surprise.

”It's called a bra where I come from,” I explained, trying not to look at him. “It's to keep a woman's breasts from flopping around when she moves.” He picked it up from where I'd dropped it looking it over with some care. I watched in surprise as he calmly tossed it out into the darkness toward the fence.

”I prefer to have my female's breasts flopping about,” the Minotaur said grabbing my right breast in a firm grip. Our lips came together in a passionate embrace I didn't resist. Kruls would likely be fighting to keep me till I found a way for us to escape. Considering my limited choices, I'd rather have sex with him then any of the other monsters I'd seen. My tennis shoes and socks had to come off before I could remove my pants.

”What is that metal thing?” he asked looking my pants over, “It's made of a material I've never seen.”

”The metal is called a zipper. It makes a quick way of holding the pants up,” I said, “The material is called denim… it replaced animal hides a long time ago on my world.” It took all my will to pull the black cotton panties down to my knee letting them drop to my ankles. The Minotaur snatched them from the ground before I could get to the under garment.

”What is this for?” he asked sniffing at the crotch. My face turned all shades of red in shock at his actions.

”They're called underwear or panties,” I said trying to get them back, “Women wear them for comfort, and modesty.” My eyes widened in distress as I thought he'd throw them away like he had my bra. He wadded the flimsy cloth up as I jumped up to grab them. Smiling at my worried eyes, he stuck them in his leather belt.

”As I see it, you don't need this,” he said, “It's just in the way should I want to take you.” I opened my mouth to protest but stopped when I heard snickering in the darkness. It came from the place Kruls had thrown my bra.

”Looks like Gagus has found your breast thing,” he said, snorting in amusement, “I'm sure he'll get much pleasure out of the soft touch of the cloth, and your scent.” My face went to a bright red, but faded quickly to an ashen white.

”Couldn't you get it back?” I whispered, horrified at the thought the perverted Halfling had my intimate clothing.

”Why bother,” Kruls said, “It'll make him happy and that’ll make Grousl, his owner happy. We might be able to call on Grousl later for a little help. Besides, you don't need it, I've already decided that.” My fists clinched in frustration but it only lasted for a moment. I relaxed my tense body in restrained control as he had all the power while I wore these cursed bands. His hands were running over my hips and thighs. As our lips came together, we heard a soft evil laughter bringing our heads up.

”Well, well, Kruls, I congratulate you on defeating Corakin,” Thorns said, with a slight nod of his stark white head of hair, “I must say I didn't think you had it in you.” Cassity walked out of the black cloud surrounding the mage to smile down at my pale face.

”So, Caprie, are you having fun with the bull-boy?” she asked looking at the Minotaur's large hand covering my bare breast. Turning red in shame, my eyes fell to the ground. I tried to push Kruls' hand away but he tightened his grip to the point of pain till I stopped. Cassity and the mage laughed at my distress and humiliation.

”Poor little Caprie,” my sister said dressed in similar slate gray silk robes as her sponsor, “I'll bet you're wishing for some way out of this horrible circumstance.” Thorns moved forward rubbing his thin, sickly white hands together.

”I'm more then willing to return you to your world, my dear,” he said in a soft hiss.

”You can go back to mom, and Richard, your fiancé,” Cassity said, smiling, “Or maybe you prefer a bull to a man.” My eyes went to Kruls’ as I really considered their offer to send me home.

”Why should you care what happens to this rock?” my sister's new friend asked with a shrug. “You don't have any reason to protect them.” My mind went over his words with some consideration to the thought of protecting others. If I gave this power to her anyone who didn't serve her would end up worse than the slaves at this mining pit. Could I really turn my back on the suffering the two evil hearts would cause? My eyes went up to her sweet, smiling face and saw the truth of what I feared.

”No…” I said softly, knowing what I was condemning myself to. “I can't do it, and you know why, Cassity… you know why.”

”You stupid light knight,” she hissed with great venom, “I can't believe you'd suffer for people you don't know… but I should've figured you'd have to be a martyr. I can't wait to see the Minotaur take you.”

”Are you sure, my dear Caprie?” Thorns asked looking strangely excited, “Think your decision over carefully and look at whom you'll be submitting to for a long time to come.” I didn't have to look at Kruls to know he was staring at me.

”You've said it enough times, Cassity, I think I finally believe you,” I said, glaring up at her arrogant face. “I'm a knight for the power of Light, and Goodness. I'll do whatever it takes to protect any who needs my help.”

”Bold words, girl,” the mage said, “I'll be glad to make you eat them. Well, Kruls?” The Minotaur's hand forced it's way between my thighs to stroke my intimate flesh.

”This is no good,” Thorns said with a loud voice. “I can't see a thing.” With a short chant, he brought a large ball of yellow energy to cast a greenish yellow cast to everything but most importantly it revealed Kruls and me to all the eyes in the pit.

”That's much better, Magi Thorns,” Cassity said smiling at my terror. They wanted me to fight the Minotaur making him be rough for everyone's amusement. In my mind, I tried to relax while his fingers made my thighs twitch in pleasure. This guy really knew how to do it with a human, yet I couldn't seem to let myself enjoy what I could. My eyes went to my sister's cold eyes only adding to my distress. Kruls grabbed a hand full of my hair forcing me to kiss him.

”Relax, Caprie,” he whispered in my ear, “Ignore the others.”

”That's easy for you to say,” I hissed back, “Do we have to do this in front of them?”

”Yes,” he said then stopped holding back. I found his hands touching every inch of my body in a possessive manner. His lips made their way down my neck onto my chest leaving bite marks as he went down. Kruls knew what he wanted shoving me toward his waist. After several moments of pain, and humiliation, I gave in to the inevitable working to please my protector in the way the Minotaur demanded. I could hear my sister's taunts from the crowd that’d gathered around us but I did my best to ignore her. Suddenly, Kruls pulled his mouth away to look down at me with a lustful glare. He grabbed my shoulders yanking me up to kiss him then looked somewhat regretful.

”I only couple in the way of my kind,” he informed me before shoving me to my stomach. This was more then I could handle.

”No!” I screamed, surprising everyone including me. “If you're going to rape me you're going to do it the normal way!” That started a howling laughter from our watchers. Kruls went from surprise to being enraged in a very short order grabbing my shoulders in a painfully tight grip. He flung me to my stomach grabbing my thighs so I couldn’t get away. Wild cheers rose around us as I screamed with the pain of my first taking. The Minotaur showed no mercy even enjoying my tears and crying. It seemed like the suffering and disgrace went on for hours but Kruls finally gave one more thrust. A few moments later, he pulled away from me leaving me to sob in the dirt. Laughter from my sister only made me want to cry harder. I didn’t want to weep in front of the others but I didn’t seem to have a choice in the matter.

“Well done, Kruls,” Magi Thorns said applauding the creature. “I found it quite entertaining. Didn’t you, my dear?” Cassity stepped forward to kick me in the side.

“I can’t wait to see him do it again, my lord,” she said then stepped back with Kruls approach. The Minotaur dragged me up by my hair to backhand me hard.

“Don’t you ever defy me again,” he hissed loud enough for everyone to hear him. “I own you and you’ll couple in any way I choose. Do you understand, female?” When I didn’t answer at once, he shook me by the hold he had in my hair.

“Yes...” I whimpered, “I understand...”

“You understand who, slave?” Kruls hissed.

“I understand, mas-ter,” I moaned, wishing I were dead. That statement brought more laughter. He let me fall to the ground adjusting his loincloth a little, glaring at the magic-user. With another snort, Kruls laid down in the corner pulling me to lay my head near his thigh. With a final laugh, Thorns dispelled the light disappearing into the gloom of darkness. Cassity stayed at his side. The others drifted away to seek their own sleeping places.

After five or six minutes Kruls rose up on his elbows to look around us. Satisfied there was no one near enough to over hear us, he dragged me up to look into my bruised face.

“Why couldn’t you just submit?” he snarled startling me. “I told you I wouldn’t take you by force but you gave me no choice. I had to make it look good for the others or I might not be able to keep you.”

“That was an act?” I whispered more to myself then to him.

“Yes, it was an act,” he growled, “I’ve got no desire to beat you into submission, but now we’re going to have to put up an act. You’re going to have to call me master when we’re around the others, grovel, the whole slave/master thing. If Thorns finds out you’re not my unwilling slave he’ll probably forcibly give you to Corakin. Why couldn’t you just submit?”

“I’m sorry, but on my planet slavery is illegal,” I snapped back, “I’m not used to acting like a submissive slave girl.” He shook his head a little then I saw a small smile in the darkness.

“Well, I hope you’re a better actress tomorrow, my dear Caprie,” he said pulling me into his strong arms. “You’re going to have to convince everyone you ‘are’ my slave. Unless you want to be the slave of Corakin.” That wasn’t a very pleasant idea at all. His warmth seemed to spread over my naked body but I felt uncomfortable lying in the open without clothing.

“Do you think I could put my clothing back on?” I asked. The Minotaur shifted to get himself cozier.

“If I let you get dressed tonight the others would grow suspicious,” he mumbled sleepily. “I can keep both of us warm.” He drew me tight to his chest letting his body heat mine. With a soft sigh of irritation, I did my best to get some sleep.

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