The Skin Game - Chapter 13

Chapter 13 - A Rude Awakening

Kaessi became aware of a throbbing headache. Then of a sense of nausea. Which came and went with the motion her body was making. As her awareness increased she concluded she was blindfolded. Her arms were fastened, she thought probably tied with rope from the feel of it, above her head. She seemed to be laying on a mattress. And last but not least, someone, a male, had her legs up in the air and was vigorously fucking her. That was the source of the motion that made her stomach roll. And the annoying squeak-squeak sound she now was conscious of hearing.

She tried to remain limp, but the situation made it nearly impossible. She might enjoy a good fucking, but this was a crude and unpleasant rape. She felt some lubrication and a lot of soreness in her pussy, and deduced her current rapist was probably not her first. She was a pleasure slave, and Jesera wasn't shy about sharing her.

She remembered now, taking a bath behind the Inn. She had been washing at the well. Someone had grabbed her, several someones. This had to be a kidnapping.

The male raping her finally figured out she was conscious and paused. Then he yelled out, "She's awake! Ranuka you can come fuck her when I'm finished."

A faint voice called from what sounded like another room, "Hurry up!"

With a sneery chuckle, the rapist picked up his pace. Now that Kaessi was awake, her rapist evidently felt the need to have a conversation. "Feels good. Feels real good, don't it slut!?"

Kaessi thought for a moment and figured the best course for now was to humor the captor. "Oh yes Master. Fuck this slut!"

The rapist picked up his pace, making the bed creak dangerously. Then he froze and groaned as he pumped his load into her. Kaessi hoped the next one would be the last. She was feeling quite sore, and somehow this sex was horrid. Kaessi has been raped many times, if one considers not being asked. But her training and conditioning was such that she was rarely truly unwilling. Casey had never even imagined anything like this. Dispite everything he, or she, had been through since coming to this world, this felt like a violation. On top of all that, the after effects of the potion that knocked her out, made her queasy. A feeling that was not at all condusive to feeling amorous.

The rapist pulled out, then he dropped her legs, giving her back a respite from the cramped position which he had folded her. Then he called out, "Done. She's a sweet one. Do we really have to sell her?"

"Yeah, we really have to sell her. With that ring in her nose she's gotta do what we tell her. And she's a half-elf. She's worth a hundred easy, maybe a hundred-fifty."

The deep gruff voice that was responding seemed to be getting closer. Kaessi felt someone near her, then warm breath on her ear as the gruff voice said, "Don't you, you skinny little slut?"

Kaessi gasped, terrified. She didn't want to be a slave to these assholes. Or anyone else! She wanted to belong to her Mistress. With the ring, was she doomed to be another's? She searched her memory. The rings forced you to be the best slave you could be, to your Master or Mistress. She remembered the soldier transferring her to Jesera at the border fort. No one had done that this time. Maybe she wasn't compelled to follow their orders. She didn't say anything as she worried at these thoughts.

"I said, you've gotta do what we tells you, right slut!?" Said gruff voice.

Kaessi said, "Yes Master."

"Damn right."

Kaessi felt someone getting onto the bed with her. They raised her legs, just as before, but something was different. The angle, the weight. Something was a bit familiar about it all. As was the voice. Then it hit her, the gruff voice was a dwarf. Probably the one from the market. His dick was short and thick, just like him.

"Good thing my friends lubed you up and stretched you out. Otherwise, this would hurt a lot more." With that he positioned himself and thrust himself fully into her pussy. She could not help but make a pained yelp. Then he began to thrust with vigor. Since he was shorter, she wasn't as folded up as before, but she was still feeling more nauseous than aroused. She all but gritted her teeth as she prayed silently that she wouldn't throw up.

After what seemed an eternity, he climaxed. Kaessi was at least thankful she didn't have to sweet talk him. He seemed to enjoy wringing sounds of discomfort from her, so she let him know when something especially hurt. She hoped that would keep him from trying too hard to hurt her.

When he finished, he climbed off the bed and walked away without a word. Kaessi hoped that was all of them. She seemed to remember three sets of hands holding her under when she was captured.

She started slowly curling and uncurling on the bed. To an ignorant observer it would have looked like she was weakly fighting against her bonds. In reality she was testing her muscles. Making sure she didn't stiffen up too much from the abuse. As she did her stretching exercises she tried to analyze her surroundings from sound.

She could hear the Rapist, the Gruff one and a third voice talking. From the tone and volume she guessed they were in another room. They weren't speaking common or Romarian, so she wasn't sure what they said. But she thought she could also hear glass or crockery. It would be wonderful if they were drinking themselves into a stupor. But she would not count on that much luck.

She started rolling her head and rubbing it on the bed, trying to loosen the blindfold. Eventually she managed to push it up just a bit. She lay and slowly surveyed the room.

Luckily she was alone. In what looked to be a tenement bed room. The sort of place she had spent a lot of time after escaping from the Dominion. Cautiously she turned her head just to make absolutely sure no one else was in the room with her. She was alone. Letting out a sigh of relief, she began to twist her hands in earnest. She was not only a trained pleasure slave, she was a twenty-first level thief! No one was going to keep her tied up if she didn't want to be.

And she realized she didn't want to be. She wanted very badly to return to Jesera. Another sigh of relief gusted out of her as she realized that she was not going to have to fight a compulsion not to escape.

In short order her left wrist, then her right was free. Her captors were still busy in the other room. The door was ajar, so she moved carefully. And with her skills, carefully and nudely meant she moved completely without sound.

She did a quick inventory of the room. The only weapon she could find that she could get ready silently was the rope. It would make a workable garrote. So she wrapped her hands around it, stood by the bed and cried out, then padded quickly to stand in the shelter of the door.

Gruff voice said, "What was that?"

Rapist said, "Just our love bird calling out for more."

"Shut up in there!"

Kaessi realized that in a thin walled tenement building like this, cries for help might bring attention. Probably not help, more likely competition for her present captors. And they wouldn't want that any more than her. She cried out again. Louder.

"Shut it, or I'll come in there and gag you!"

She moved near the bed and loudly began to make sobbing and crying sounds.

Gruff voice said, "Get in there, and shut her up!"

Again she padded to a position behind the door. It swung fully open as a human walked in. It was the Rapist, "Okay, it looks like we get to do it the hard...way?"

His instant of puzzlement was more than enough for Kaessi to wrap the rope around his neck from behind, and force both of them onto the bed. He struggled, but was unable to dislodge her. The fight wasn't quiet, and for a moment Kaessi was worried.

The third voice said, "You doing her again!?"

No one came to investigate, and in short order, the Rapist was unconscious. Kaessi considered leaving the rope around his neck till he died, but the part of her that was still Casey was not comfortable with that. She loosened the rope from his neck, then efficiently hog tied him on the bed. A quick search of the unconscious man revealed a decent knife, and a purse with perhaps twelve gold marks in various coin.

She slipped to the door and took a quick peek through. A dwarf and another human sat at a crude table, drinking and picking at the remains of a meal. The sight of even such poor food made Kaessi aware just how long it had been since she had eaten, and just how queasy she still was.

The human was sitting with his back to her. He would be easy. The dwarf, she might have to kill. She gathered herself, and lept into the room.

The dwarf, taking a draw of his brew, coughed and spluttered but did not manage to warn his companio before Kaessi slammed the purse down on his skull like a blackjack.

The cloth sack exploded, sending coins everywhere like a cross between a pinata and a hand grenade. The Third voice fell out of his chair and lay on the floor shaking his head. Kaessi kicked him full in the face. He flipped onto his side, apparently out of the fight.

Then she turned to face the dwarf. He stood on the far side of the table and had drawn a large knife. At least twice the size of the one Kaessi and taken from the Rapist. His beard was soaked with spilled beer and he looked very cross.

He glared at her and said, "You drop that knife now and crawl over here, and maybe I won't gut you like a fish."

Thinking quickly, Kaessi dropped the knife. She hoped he still believed she had to do as he said. So she dropped to her knees and crawled to the dwarf. He smiled, and said, "Stupid bitch. I'm not sure how you got past Fesgar, but what did you think would happen?"

She crawled up to him and folded her legs beneath her, in a prayerful position. And one that put her in a good position to spring upward, or forward. He reached for her with his off hand, holding the dagger high. The blade was turned upward away from her. Taking the opportunity, she sprang upward. She struck the dwarf on the arm in a pressure point, causing him to drop the knife. Then she grabbed his hand and used the momentum of her body to spin and flip him into the wall. She followed this with a punch to kidneys, then when he staggered back from the wall, a side kick to the back of his head, slamming him face first into the wall.

After that he slowly sank to the floor.

Kaessi quickly used the dwarf's knife to cut up their shirts and make bindings. Once all the men were bound, she searched the apartment, finding what she could of the scattered coins, and the two other purses. She was sitting at the table counting when the door crashed open.

She jumped up, scattering the coins again, and stood face to face with Izhak, daggers in each hand. He lowered his sword and started laughing a low hissing laugh. Hern and William stood behind him, weapons drawn.

At that moment, part of the wall simply vanished. Odan leaped in, looked around and smiled. Jesera floated through the opening, landing lightly on the floor as though made of thistledown. She looked over the room and said, "Well, seems you don't need rescuing as much as we thought."

Kaessi ran to her and threw herself to the floor, hugging Jesera's legs. She suddenly felt safe. And letting her guard down she began to cry. Jesera knelt and took her in her arms, hugging the dark-haired half-elf and making soothing sounds.

Hern walked in, then William, who pushed shut what remained of the door. He looked around, then walked into the bed room. A minute or so latter, he walked out. A look of murderous rage on his face. He ground out, "Did these bastards hurt you?"

Hern said, "What?"

William looked from the kneeling women and said, "There's a cot in there. A man is tied up on it. Kaessi's work I'd wager. And the room reeks of sex. I think they raped her."

Odan, leaning against the wall said, "So? She's a fuck toy. You fuck a fuck toy. That's what they are for. The probably stole her for that reason."

Hern looked around, then focused a cold dealy look on Odan. "It's not the same."

In a voice of hot ice, Jesera said, "No it isn't. Kill them."

Kaessi pulled away from her Mistress for a moment and cried, "Please Mistress! No! I beg you, do not kill them."

Hern said, "After they did this to you, you'd let them live?"

"Master, they are helpless. I have had to kill in battle. But to murder a man as he lays tied? Those are different things. Just as fucking a willing slut, and rape are two very different things. Are we warriors, or murderers?"

Hern got a thoughtful look on his face, and rubbed his chin. William though, he turned and went back into the room. He came out carrying the Rapist and dropped him roughly on the floor. "I'll kill them. Scum like this do not deserve to live. I'll kill them, and none of you needs to get your hands dirty!" He drew his hunters knife and pulled the Rapist's head from the floor by his hair.

Jesera said, "William, stop!"

William looked up. His knife against the throat of the bound man. His eyes were wild. More like a trapped animal than the calm distant William they had come to know.

Jesera continued, "Kaessi is the one who has been wronged. It is her call. Not yours. But I do think they need to be punished."

William and Kaessi said in unison, "Punished? How?"

Jesera slowly stood, a cold evil smile on her lips. "I am a sorceress. Have you forgotten? I will cast a curse on them. Have any of you ever seen Clockwork Orange?"

Kaessi shook her head no. William slowly stood and said, "You can do that?"

"Yes I can."

"Then do it."

Hern said, "Yes, I like it. Let them be the victims."

Odan said, "It seemed sort of unfair in the movie."

William turned on Odan, his knife held low, ready to strike. He snarled, "Fair! Fair? Is it fair when someone murders someone you love? Is it fair when you're raped by some passing stranger on a whim? Life isn't fair! Do it Jesera, or I kill them. We will not leave this room while these filth are still able to harm someone else. I can not live with that!"

Kaessi said, "Mistress, are you going to hurt them?"

Jesera said, "No sweetness. I am simply going to make it very nearly impossible for them to ever hurt anyone, the way they hurt you, again. It's much like the obedience ring."

Kaessi nodded her acceptance.

Jesera said, "Gather them. That will make this easier."

William and Hern placed the three bound, and by now semi-conscious men together.

Then Jesera stepped forward, held her staff over them and began to chant. A soft purple light formed around the men, then sank into them. She seemed to almost deflate, as if suddenly exhausted. "That spell takes a lot out of you. To do it on three at once, it is almost too much."

William spat on the dwarf and said, "Come, let us be gone from this place."

Odan, said, "Let's take their money."

Jesera nodded, Odan quickly gathered the semi-scattered coins. "Looks like there is about thirty gold marks here. That will help with the shopping."

Izhak pushed open the door and said, "Let usss go. We will return to the Inn. There I will cassst a ssspell on Kaesssi to eassse her."

And on that note, the companions left the small squalid room, and the three rapists to their grim fate.

The End ?

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