Captured
Marie Kelly
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2010 Marie Kelly
Chapter One
Kindra Ixar pushed up into the air....her long blonde hair swirling around her curvatious slender figure as she rose to a level which allowed her to look down on the ground below. There she could see her business partner, now just a small dot on the white tiled floor below
Opening up a private chat to him she surveilled the work they were doing her focus on the intricate tiling pattern embedded within the white marble. They had been working hard for most of that day setting up their new show room, having taken the decision only the day before to update their older store.
“Move the middle inset to the left a little” she said, watching as he had made the necessary moves, her beautiful face furrowed in concentration.
“Have you had any response from Shadow over there” Jake had asked his tone serious
“No” Kindra had responded, now sharing her partners concerns for the Avatar that had been stood silently for over 30 minutes not responding to either of their personal messages to him
“Has to be a bot” she had heard him saying his tone contemptuous
“Damn bots, mindless drones, created only for harm”
Kindra had said nothing but nodded in agreement. There had been several Bot attacks on their business in the past few months and she knew that Jake would act quickly to remove this threat. Smiling softly as the bot had disappeared as Jake had kicked him out of their Sim.
“Good riddance” he had said to her before returning to the job in hand and looking up at her for confirmation as he followed the given instructions
“Oh............I think we’re finished” she cried happily looking with pleasure at the scene below
“It looks good ... no it looks great” she added happily, delighted with the way the colours and textures worked so well together.
Slowly she had glided down to the ground, rotating gently to a gracefully landing.
“Gotta say Kindra” her partner Jake had said walking over to meet her “you have a great eye”
Adding with a twinkle in his blue eyes
“And your timing is perfect”
Just as another figure had appeared beside them
Smiling she had turned to watch as her partners girl friend Jaz Min had rezzed into view. She had watched as Jake Jordon had moved over to be as close to her as possible, his body and whole face showing how happy he was to see her, as his eyes had shone with the love he felt for her
“Hi babe” he whispered softly, as she had looked up at him, her expression just as warm and loving
“Hi back” she smiled, scrunching up her nose playfully at him, before turning to Kindra
“Hi Kindra, how are you” she smiled
“Do you mind if I steal him from you” her tone still playful as she had winked at the woman before her.
Laughing Kindra had waved her arms in the air, as though shooing something away......
“Please take him........you two crazy kids get out of here” she had giggled, seeing how the two had almost instinctively moved hard against each other, Jakes arm moving around Jaz as he had grinned back
“She loves me really babe” he had said in his girl friend’s ear his eyes full of mirth as he looked over at Kindra
Rolling her eyes she had giggled, once more thinking how perfect the two were for each other.
When she had first met Jake Jordon he had been bitter after a bad breakup, which had left him cynical and distrusting of women, but as friends they had quickly set up a business together. Their customized design business, which used their talents for texturing and building to create one of a kind and much sought after buildings and interiors, had very quickly become one of the most respected in Virtual World (VW). However, she had been concerned at the way her smart and handsome friend seemed to back away from meeting anybody else, telling her that she was the only woman he could ever trust, a fact that had saddened Kindra, despite her own situation.
That had been before her oldest friend, who she had lost contact with, one day appeared in their store to find her. As the two women had hugged and chattered excitedly, Jake had awoken to appear beside them. With a reminiscing smile she had remembered how he had just stared at her friend Jaz, for once totally speechless, as he had been completely stunned from his very first sight of her.
Looking at them, over a year later, she could still see the way the two were completely devoted to each other, the same look in Jakes eyes as the first time he had ever set eyes on Jaz.
“So where are you two going” she had asked softly, smiling at the answer
“Well I am going to take this stunning creature dancing to Midnight Dreams, where I can hold her close to me” he had stated grandly, as Jaz had giggled with pleasure, before adding gently
“Kindra, why don’t you come with us......it will be fun... you never know who you might meet”
Kindra had shaken her head
“Nooooooo...........not for me thank you” she laughed
“I have had my fill of men for now” she added “I am very happy with my life JUST as it is” seeing how the other two had flashed each other knowing looks
“If you say so babe” Jaz began “but.........”
“Anyway” she interrupted breezily “I promised Sugar I would meet her to go dancing” she had lied, feeling the need to quell the dissent from the other two.
“Well if you are sure” Jake had smiled, happy in the thought that she had plans. “Then we will head home to change” he finished.
Waving their farewells her two friends had disappeared as they Teleported (TP) home leaving Kindra alone in the large bright store.
Sighing softly, she had looked around herself, a lonely feeling suddenly filling her as she inexplicably felt the need to be amongst other people. Opening up her inventory she had looked at the very short list of Landmarks she had within her “entertainment” folder, quickly finding one that had made her smile. VirtualVibes dance club, had been a nice place with real DJ’s she remembered, the thought of listening to good music as she danced suddenly very appealing. Furrowing her eyebrows, she had looked closer into the inventory folder tutting softly to herself, wondering how her usually so organised folders had got into such a mess, smiling as the thought of listening to good music while she overhauled it suddenly seeming even more attractive, giving a small content smile.
With a plan of action, she had quickly found jeans and a silky top before choosing the teleport address and clicking it, hearing the familiar swishing as she felt herself being transported through space, before landing at the dance club. Hearing the sound of a new song in the charts she vaguely recognised, Kindra had waited for her surroundings to come into focus. As she had finally seen enough to move towards the dance floor and the many dancers on it, she had suddenly felt herself becoming dizzy once more, the ground disappearing into blackness as the familiar swishing noise of Teleporting had whisked her up in its wake.
Kindra sighed in exasperation, annoyed that she must have landed at the club just as the region had restarted. She had impatiently waited until her small skybox home surroundings had rezzed into view, wondering where else she might go, while wondering also, if perhaps she should just take the restart as a sign to have an early night. However, in the split seconds these thoughts had filled her head, she had watched as everything had appeared before her, gasping in shock.
Kindra had found herself in a cell with more women, all of whom were looking around themselves in stunned shock, some now starting to cry out in Open chat
“Where are we............I can’t TP out”
“wh...what happened?”
“help”
All sounding confused, dazed and frightened
Looking wide eyed around herself Kindra had silently taken in everything going on
Whimpering softly she had seen the many men standing around the cell staring in at the women, some silent some laughing seeing the way the girls had moved to huddle in closer to each other, and she had moved further back against the back wall of the cage, until she was in a corner where she had slid down to the floor hugging herself tightly. Kindra had tried several times to open up her inventory, but found that she was not able to, nor as she had heard from one of her cell mates, was she able to TP away or to access contact or search. Shaking with fear she had felt sick seeing how the men openly admired and commented on her and the other women, many of whom were now crying.
As she sat, she had felt a hand reaching in and touching her hair, and with a small squeal Kindra had jumped into the middle of the room beside the other girls, her eyes trying not to stare back at the many faces all around the cage. Beside her a small red headed girl, her name “Tigra”, had moved closer to her
“What is going on” she had whispered, her voice shaking, her eyes darting around the room with fear
“Where are we ....? What are they going to do with us?”
Kindra had shaken her head in bemusement
“I don’t know” she had replied shakily “I was at VirtualVibes........and then here”
The other girl had nodded ..........”yes we all were”
“I read recently that there was a human trafficking gang working in VW......OMG I think we have been abducted by slavers
Kindra could only look and nod seeing that none of the men wore their tags, hiding their identify
“How can they do this, how can they control our inventory and our access............how is that possible” she whispered back in shock
Tigra had shaken her head gently........”I don’t know............I tried to sleep..... I couldn’t do it”
“I’m so scared” she mouthed softly, tears falling from her large eyes as Kindra had wrapped an arm protectively around her
“What are they going to do?”
Neither woman able to answer that.
All she could do was console the frightened young woman making soft soothing noises against her hair, trying not to let the fear which gripped her tightly in the pit of her belly show to clearly
As they and many of the other girls had clung together, all trying to avoid the calls of the leery men on the other side of the bars, a loud bell had sounded and the men had slowly melted away from the bars leaving the women alone save for one large man who on a signal from somewhere else in the room had turned and opened the door of the cell.
He had grabbed the woman closest to him who had cried out struggling with him as unceremoniously he had dragged her from the cell locking the door behind him
As much as the other girls had strained to see what was going on they were unable to as she had been dragged around the corner, and with dread filling them all they had clung to each other many now crying hysterically.
Every few minutes the same brutal looking man dressed in Master robes had returned, to drag out another woman, her fate unknown by the rest of the girls, most of whom were strangers, but all huddled together all terrified.
Finally Tigra had been pulled from Kindra who had tried to hold on to her new friend, as she tried vainly to fight off the big man, who almost effortlessly had pulled her from the cell leaving Kindra alone, knowing that she was next. As the man had once more returned she had felt his vice like grip around her small wrist, as it had been her turn to be pulled fighting from the cell, this time allowing it to remain open, now empty of the women. As he had pulled her out the man had leered at Kindra, his eyes roaming all over her
“mmmmmmmm now you are a tempting little treat.........might put a bid in myself”
He had laughed, as she had felt sickened to her very stomach, now shaking violently with fear
As they turned the corner she could see the rows of seats many of whom were filled with men, before a small stage. On it she could see a tall muscular man also dressed in Masters Robes waiting for her before a post, to which Tigra was being untied and dragged away. Trying to cry out her name, she had found that now she was unable to speak feeling the tears falling faster down her face.
Kindra was pulled onto the stage where she was then bound, her hands behind her back to the same post, her feet only just holding her upright as they shook so hard
From the corner of her eye she could see a screen light up and on it the contents of her profile were now being displayed
“Love to build and script. This world is one of creativity and beauty, and the opportunity to learn something new each day...don’t waste a single day. Please don’t ask I’m not interested in a relationship, no matter how fleeting”
Looking ahead of herself, Kindra could only see the sea of faces as they all looked on at her keenly, many already with their auction numbers in their hands. As she had whimpered, the auctioneer had grabbed her roughly lifting her chin for the men to have a closer look at her lovely face
“Now haven’t we saved the best for last” he had cried out, his voice triumphant
“What a pretty little thing...........so innocent too” he continued his eyes greedily looking down her
“Almost tempted myself gentlemen, and look at that profile...........she may be a blonde........but this one has a brain”
As Kindra had tried to pull her head back he had wound his hand around her long hair, pulling it roughly back until she had stopped struggling
“Start the bidding at 1 thousand he cried”, as the room had exploded into loud cries and with sick horror she had heard the price rise higher and higher, knowing what they were bidding on. After a minute the voices had died down as men had dropped out one at a time, as the price had risen so high. Beside her she could feel the excitement of the auctioneer as finally only one bid had been left, and she had heard the hammer fall as he had yelled out in triumph
“Sold to the man in the corner for a new house record” as many men had clapped. Straining to catch a glimpse of the man who had bought her she was unable to see, as he was hidden in the shadows in the corner of the room.
Quietly in her ear the auctioneer had chuckled happily
“Knew you would get a good price” before signalling for her to be taken to be processed.
As she was dragged roughly down to a desk, she was aware of a tall man standing with his back to her paying the paymaster the large amount of money she had fetched during the auction. Kira stood silently waiting, knowing that her fate had been sealed, but part of her still hoping that the doors would burst open and she would be rescued. After he had completed the transaction, the man had stood up and turned to look down on her, his face sombre and serious.
Kindra had opened her mouth to demand her release when he had spoken one word, silencing her
“Sleep”
With that she felt the welcome darkness of sleep envelop her taking her away from that evil place, taking away all the pain and hurt and bringing with it sweet oblivion.
Chapter Two
Kindra stirred softly, the bad dream she had still remaining with her, as she gently opened her eyes, expecting to see her own little skybox, the white sheer curtains blowing softly in the morning breeze, as the light flooded in to the cheery space. However, her eyes had flown wide open at the unfamiliar room she found herself and the shock realisation that she had not been dreaming crashing down on her with a sickening thud. In panic Kindra had sat up, her head flicking around the space, eyes scanning the dark room looking for a way to escape, as her eyes had slowly adjusted to the darkness allowing the room to come slowly into focus.
She found herself in a small room on a large bed covered in animal skins. The walls were hewn from roughened wooden logs with even more skins hanging from the unfinished surfaces. A window was covered with heavily brocaded curtains which blocked any light that may have flooded into the dingy area. After several seconds her ears straining to hear any sound of the man she had briefly seen the previous evening at the slavers auction, she had made to jump off the bed, for the first time a small glimmer of hope rising within her that she could escape and find help outside. However, as she quickly moved, she had felt the restraints on her wrists dig deep into her soft flesh, causing her to fall back onto the bed, gasping in surprise and shock.
Once more sitting up, her eyes had following the chains on the leather cuffs back to where they were anchored securely into the wood as she had whimpered, fear once more filling her. Shaking herself with determination, she had grabbed one of the chains, holding it with both hands as she had planted her feet, one on the bed and the other against the wall yanking hard on the iron chain, pulling with all her weight and might trying to dislodge the screws that held it to the wall
“Those screws are over 12 inches long and counter sunk into the wood, do you really think you can pull them from there”
Hearing the low calm voice behind her Kindra had leapt back, her feet hastily moving backwards as she tried to escape from the man before her, feeling as her progress was suddenly and abruptly halted by the hard rough wall against her back, her eyes staring wildly at the figure now moving towards her.
“Who...who are you she cried”, the fear in her voice so obvious as it shook as much as the rest of her
“Where am I .....? What do you want from me?”
Now putting out an arm her hand outstretched as though to ward off the imposing figure who filled the room
“Get away from me.......You can’t do this........get away” she cried again
Seeing with relief as he has stopped at the end of the bed, and was now watching her his body calm and composed as his eyes scanned her
Kindra stared back at the man. While every resident in Virtual World was attractive, he was breathtakingly handsome. Tall with a long lean muscular body, he wore Master robes, which gave him an intimidating and dark aura, which had her both aware of him and scared of him all at the same time. His thick black hair tapered down his face flicking over one eye, making her gulp as she had stared into his face, with long lashes framing the darkest blackest eyes she had ever seen. A goatee beard and moustache, which could have given him an evil look, only seemed to add to his brooding good looks as he looked back at her. Above his head she read his name tag.......thinking that the name suited him so well.
Dark Kestrel looked back at the small woman before him. Seeing how her whole body was plastered against the wall in her need to be as far away from him as possible, her head as far back as she could get it as her large beautiful eyes, full of fear stared back at him. At the auction he had been struck with just how beautiful she actually was, with her long blonde hair flicked at the front, tapering down in layers to surround her perfect body. Now he could see just how expressive those large blue eyes were, as they looked at him like a wild haunted animal, her lovely red lips quivering, and her perfect complexion causing him to feel the stirring of want rise within him.
“I Kindra am your new Master”
He finally said softly. Seeing as she had gasped and groaned at the same time, her head shaking violently from side to side
“No.......no..........you’re not” she had whimpered, her voice hardly audible, as tears had filled her lovely eyes
Her hands had moved in panic against the wall, as though looking for something to defend herself with, before flinching as the inevitable slice of wood had dug into one. With a yelp she had pulled her hand forward only just seeing the sliver of wood dug deep into the soft pad of her palm, her head dropping as she struggled to focus due to the tears which filled her eyes making it hard to pin point where the blood now running down her fingers was coming from. As she stood in shock from his statement and the pain she had felt as her hand had been pulled into his, dragging her down to her knees, as he had hunched down before her.
“Stay still” she heard him bite out as he had held her hand firmly in his large warm one, raising it to look closely at the sliver, before gently pulling the small piece of wood from her flesh as she had gasped with the pain. As she tried to pull back he had continued to hold her firmly, rezzing a small pack before using the cream to cleanse the wound and then placing a large band aid over the still bleeding gash in her hand.
Finally he had let her loose as she had pulled her arm back, her eyes looking warily up at him.
“Now if you promise not to do anything else stupid, I will free you” he said softly, almost gently as she had nodded in agreement
Taking a key from one of the pockets on the belt slung over the leather kilt he wore, he had quickly unlocked the cuffs on her wrist watching as she had rubbed the marks which had developed from her attempts to pull herself free.
Feeling herself too close to the large man she had inched to the other side of the bed, watching Dark as he remained hunched down before her
“Let me go” she breathed, her voice less sure than she had meant it to be
“Please............I don’t belong her.......just take me home”
For a moment she thought she had seen him wince slightly, before his look had hardened and he had stood again towering over her
“Like I said Kindra......I am your Master, and the sooner you get used to that idea the easier it will be for you”
Pulling her legs up to her chest and hugging herself protectively she had again shaken her head
“No........I don’t have any Master “this time her voice surer
“Now let me go, or I will report you..... You are in so much trouble” she had continued her eyes now daggers of accusation, becoming angry as he had chuckled softly
“Oh......and how do you propose to do that?”
Quickly she had attempted to open her inventory finding it locked to her, along with every other function including communication
“What have you done” she cried at him rising to her knees her body now stiff with indignation
“I have complete control over all your options” he responded evenly, as she had balled her hands in frustration
“I will be missed...........I have a business and a business partner, who will not give up till he finds me”
Lifting her chin with a more defiant look she had thrown at him
“So just let me go, and you will be in less trouble”
Dark had laughed gently moving over to an old chest of draws, leaning nonchalantly against it crossing his arms and looking at her as though she were a defiant child
“Ah yes, Good old Jake” he said, seeing the look of surprise coming to her face
“How..........” she had cried the fear once more rising to her eyes
“Like I said Kindra I have complete control of all of your functions, and so when your business partner IM’d you this morning I felt it was only right to put the poor man’s mind at rest”
“You hijacked my IM” she had gasped in disbelief, seeing as he had smiled, gently cocking his head in confirmation making the hair over his eye flick forward slightly. With that she had seen the air over her fill with a copy of the conversation he had had with Jake
Jake Jordon: Morning sleepy head............you not coming in today
Kindra Ixar : Hi
Jake Jordon: Where did you end up last night...........anywhere good?
Kindra Ixar: Maybe
Jake Jordon: lol..........hmmmmmmm sounds interesting do tell
Kindra Ixar: what do you think?
Jake Jordon: sigh........so you went home huh
Kindra Ixar: lol...........yep
Jake Jordon: You have GOT to get yourself a life girl
Kindra Ixar: I’m glad you see that.......I agree....and I know this is sudden but I have to sleep for a week.....something has come up
Jake Jordon: is everything OK...........anything I can do
Kindra Ixar: thanks, but no, sorry to leave you like this but I will tell you all about it when I get back
Jake Jordon: NP babe......I’ll let Jaz know, if we can do anything let us know
Kindra Ixar: thanks, will speak to you later
Kindra had groaned, her eyes closing slowly in disbelief before opening them again the defeat in them so visible
“As far as anybody can see your status is now sleep...........no matter what viewer you are using”
“Please, please don’t do this” Kindra whispered her eyes pleading with the man before her, seeing once more the momentary look of discomfort cross his face before he had once more straightened up.
“Nobody knows you are gone, nobody knows you are here, and I’m guessing that nobody even knew you were at VirtualVibes last night”
Seeing as her head had dropped not denying any of his comments, as he had continued
“I understand that this is a shock to you Kindra, but you are now my sub and I AM your Master, and so long as you do as you are told I will be good to you. I strongly advice you not to cross me because you will regret it”
Kindra had looked up at him, her eyes so defeated but hard
“I am not your sub” she had said seeing how he had made to speak quickly adding
“A sub chooses a Master........a sub trusts and respects her Master..........I’m not your sub........I’m your slave ........... you bought me against my will and are keeping me here against my will...........I’m not your sub Dark............I’m your slave”
She had seen the flash of anger as he moved to the door
“See it however you like Kindra, but from now on you will treat me with the respect ......and that starts by calling me Master, because if you don’t I will punish you ,first by removing your ability to speak and then removing your clothing. Do you understand that?”
Glaring over at him she had seen the look of determination in his face
“Yes Master” she bit out contemptuously, seeing the brief smile touch his mouth
“Good girl and for that you can have clothes” he had said sending her a box
“I have clothes she responded looking at her jeans and silk top in surprise
“In about 30 seconds the outfit you have on will be removed and you can then either wear the outfit I have left for you or be naked...........the choice is yours”
As she had looked at him in horror he had added
“I will wait for you in the other room” seeing the look of relief cross her face as he made good his words and left the room
Quickly Kindra had opened the box seeing the short silks, quickly wearing all of the layers and attachments just before the layers she had on had disappeared. Looking down she had admired the beautiful outfit, the level of detail impressing even her. Kindra had recognising the maker, one of the premier silks makers in Virtual World, knowing that it would have cost him dearly for the outfit. A soft corn flour blue, it covered her front demurely while complimenting her eyes and hair so well. The detail in the top which fell away at her back revealing the perfect curvature of her spine and the way her body curved so perfectly added to her natural sexual look, while the short skirt of the silks allowed her long legs to be seen at their best. On her feet she was surprised to see matching heels, so delicate the heels making her legs even longer than they were.
Dressed she had sat uncertainly for a few moments, not sure what to do next, before slowly rising and moving out of the door to the room he had moved into. As she had entered into it he had been sitting on a large chair facing the door. Hearing her footstep Dark had looked up, his eyes widening on seeing just how lovely she was. Standing on the other side of the room, she had looked so fragile, so vulnerable, her long hair hanging around her shoulders like spun gold. One arm was wrapped protectively around her midriff, while the other seemed to be trying to pull down the short skirt as though it would make the skimpy material longer if she pulled long enough
“mmmmmmmm..........you are a beautiful woman” he had finally said his voice full of approval as she had stood for his scrutiny, so uncomfortable at the attention, her eyes not meeting his as a small blush of colour had touched her cheeks
“What happens now” she had said nervously, her eyes flicking over to him so unsure seeing as he had shrugged gently
“Well I am prepared to spend time getting to know each other” he said his eyes openly examining her in a way that made her feel somehow excited as well as nervous
Looking around she was surprised to see that it was not a room at all........but a tent, a bright Bedouin tent, as she had seen only in pictures, the sides of which were dropped all around for privacy, with only the flaps raised to allow light to enter the bright and cheerful area. As well as his Masters chair, colourful rugs littered the floor along with large cushions and some low comfortable seating, with an open fire pit which took up most of the central area. As her eyes scanned the tent she took in the brass lanterns which hung down, the candles in them visible but not at that moment lit giving the whole area a seductive almost romantic air which was so surreal to Kindra
“Well do you plan on just standing there all day?”
His voice had broken her reverie, as she had frowned not sure what to do as she had fidgeted her feet trying to decide before moving to the low couch and sitting on one of the brightly coloured cushions, trying to cover as much of her legs as possible, much to his obvious amusement. After a few moments he had spoken slowly, his voice serious
“I have been going through your inventory...checking your friends list and I have a few questions”
Kindra had gasped
“How dare you” she had began, as he had cut across her
“Just answer the questions Kindra, you will have to learn that you are no longer in your nice little sterile world, you are now in Gor, and Gor Masters do not appreciate disobedience”
Kindra had looked at him her expression one of stunned shock
“OMG........Gor” her eyes stared disbelievingly at him “I..I don’t want...”
His sharp words stopping her
“Save it ...........your here now, and you have to learn fast”
Kindra's mouth had closed abruptly as her eyes stared at the man before her
“Now I have to say you have the least number of friends that I have seen in any woman’s profile” he had said slowly.
“Which makes it easy for me. Now Jake and Jaz...... we have already worked out who they are, and several seem to be texture Sim owners...... so I’m guessing that you are friends on a business basis” pausing he had taken her silence as confirmation as he had listed the names
“Looking at the profiles of these two”, he had again listed the names “I would guess based on their groups that they are the same person, an alt? And from the looks of your last chat log you don’t often speak to each other”
Again she had remained silent, confirming his assumptions
“Which leaves two names that you had best tell me about. I read the last of your chat logs and I’m guessing that Lupin is a friend........and only a friend”
Ready to defy him, something in his expression had made her confirm his thoughts
“Yes, he is my friend; we talk a couple of times a week”
Seeing as he had nodded
“Which leaves one other name” Kindra had looked warily at him knowing who it would be seeing how he was watching her intently
“Who is Drake Daigon?”
Looking down, her voice low, Kindra had nervously answered him
“We are friends”
“Your just friends” he had asked more intently
Knowing that he had read the chat logs she had cleared her throat nervously
“We dated for a while” she said softly “but it didn’t work out”
“How long did you date” he asked keenly
Fidgeting and brushing the hair away from her face she had looked up at him
“Just over a year” she had answered softly, seeing the surprise in his face
“Not exactly dating............that is quite a commitment” he said intently
“What Happened?”
“I would rather not........” she began as his voice once more cut over her
“Answer”
She had looked down to hide the hurt that filled her face and the tears which had risen to her eyes
“I found him cheating on me” she whispered a small tear winding down her cheek as the memory of walking into the home they shared and surprising him in bed with one of her friends once more filled her thoughts
“And he is still on your friends list” she could hear the surprise in his tone
“We didn’t talk for several months then a good friend of his died and he needed somebody to talk to. I was that person”
“I see “she heard him say slowly
“So he wants you back”
Kindra had looked up at him in surprise, frowning slightly
“No, he just needed somebody to talk to”
Leaning forward he had smiled gently at her
“No Kindra, no man turns to a woman unless he wants her in his life........or unless he wants her back in his life”
“Looking at your logs with him.......you don’t talk that often and it is always he who initiates talks” she watched as he had rationalised the situation
“If you are not online, I don’t think that he will come looking for you” smiling at her he had looked smug
“No, there will be nobody looking for you now”
Kindra had swallowed nervously
“You bought yourself a week Dark, but after that Jake will come looking for me and he has very influential friends”
She had gritted her teeth as he had tutted gently
“Firstly a lot can happen in a week, and secondly this is your last warning. When you address me you WILL call me Master”
Through clenched teeth she had bit out defiantly at him
“I will never call you Master, Dark” seeing the glint of anger in his eyes at her deliberate challenge on him
In a flash she had felt her body move on its own accord, putting her on her knees before him, her arms held out before her, head bowed in submission. As she tried to cry out, no sound had come from her mouth.
“You will learn Kindra or you will know pain, do NOT defy me”
With that he had picked up some papers and began reading through their contents. As she stayed in the position he had placed her, she could feel her arms struggling her shoulders becoming painful keeping them in the position in which she was helpless to move from. She had felt the minutes ticking by the pain in her arm and shoulders becoming more unbearable with each passing one, until the tears had fallen down her face with the anger at his violation of her body and the white searing heat of her complaining muscles
After what seemed an age she had heard him putting down the paper
“Is there anything you would like to say?”
He had asked softly, releasing her from her inability to talk
“I’m sorry “she had cried out, the pain in her arms so intense
“Sorry who” he asked slowly, smiling as she had hesitated before through gritted teeth saying the very word she had sworn never to say
“Master”
She had felt him release her causing her to fall forward her arms and palm stinging painfully as she had steadied herself on them, groaning softly.
As she had knelt on all fours in front of him she had heard him lean forward, his hand quickly capturing her chin, pulling her head up to look up into his face, those dark fathomless eyes slowly scanning her soft features
“I do like a girl that learns quickly” he had breathed softly, his finger rubbing along her jaw as inexplicably every nerve in her body had jumped alarmingly at the feel of his hand on her and his closeness. Trying to pull her head away, his grip had tightened keeping her chin where it was until she had stopped struggling seeing how his eyes had rested on her soft full lips, a small fire in the darkness of his. Seeing his head dipping lower towards her, she had held her breath ,her heart beating so fast waiting for the inevitable touch of his mouth on hers, which when it came was soft almost a whisper against hers.
She had been unaware of her eyes fluttering closed, until she had felt him pull back, surprise and an almost disappointment filling her
“You will make a good sub” she heard him say gently, as her eyes had flown to his
“No” she whispered back, trying to control her ragged breathing
“I will never be your sub; you bought me that makes me your slave......not your sub”
She had seen the look of humour filling his eyes
“And what would a good little VW girl like you know about the difference” he had smiled finally releasing her
“I understand the difference” she said softly, watching as he had sat back thoughtfully in his seat to watch her, his dark intelligent eyes holding hers hypnotically
“And what is your understanding of the difference” he asked
“A slave does the bidding of her Master, with no will of her own. She is his tool to do with as he wants, to be traded and shared as and how he wants. A sub gives herself to the man she can call Master, the man who earns her respect and trust, the man to whom she willingly offers her submission”.
She had seen the look of surprise cross his handsome features
“I doubt I could have put it better myself” He said adding “Have you been a sub Kindra”
Kindra had shaken her head.
“No, it was never something that I felt was right for me. My friend was a Dom, he took time to explain it to me that was all” she had added
Dark had frowned,
“None of your friends seem to fit the bill of a Dom” he had said thoughtfully, his brows furrowed
“He and I lost contact” she replied, realising that while this was true, it was more due to the fact that she had been too busy after her breakup with Drake, realising also that they had been attracted to each other and now wondering if she had deliberately moved away from him because of the Dom/sub element to any relationship they could have had. Looking at Dark it had been almost as if he had read her mind
“so you ran away from him” he mused with a small knowing smile playing on his lips “I am guessing Kindra that you run away from anything that doesn’t fit into your nice perfect little world”
Raising her chin in defiance she had returned
“You know nothing about me” her eyes flashing angrily
With a small laugh which sent small tingles down her spine he had once more leaned forward
“Oh I have met your type before Kindra. Your world is nicely organised, a place for everything including your emotions. You hold everything tightly bottled up inside you and run from anybody or anything that might threaten that thin veneer of yours. While others around you see you as cool and professional, inside you are fighting to keep down those feelings which are always there bubbling just below the surface” He was now looking keenly at her his black eyes drilling deeply into hers
“And one thing I have discovered is that when women like you do finally let go, let those passions free, it is a thing of beauty to behold”
Kindra could feel herself blush, her eyes staring back into his unable to break free from their hold
“So there is one more question I have for you Kindra” he said softly
“You see yourself as a slave, how would you like to be treated. As a slave or a sub”
With that Kindra had felt the tears once more rise in her eyes
“This is not my world D....” she had begun sadly, seeing one eyebrow raised in warning as she had quickly corrected herself “ Master........ please just let me go” her eyes pleading with his
“No Kindra, this IS now your world, and I am giving you a choice so choose”
Bowing her head she had whispered softly “sub” feeling the tears trickling down her cheek
“Then we understand each other” he had replied, his voice sure, as he had stood, looking down on the woman at his feet who was unable to look back at him
“I have an appointment to keep Kindra” she heard his strong voice over her “You need to learn the rules of this place. While I am gone you will read this”
With that he had rezzed a large book in front her
“And so you don’t get any ideas I am placing a containment field around this tent to ensure your safety. This is not a world you should explore either alone or without knowing how it works. Do you understand me?”
Miserably and still not able to look up at him Kindra had nodded, aware that he had seemed to hesitate over her, before moving out of the tent and finally leaving her alone. Curling up on the large soft rug, she had pulled her legs up protectively wrapping her arms around herself before allowing the tears to wrack her small frame.
Chapter Three
After the tears had stopped flowing Kindra had lain on the rug for what seemed like an eternity gathering her frayed emotions together as she slowly calmed the fear which gripped her so tightly. One week she thought to herself. In one week when she had still not appeared Jake would start looking into her disappearance. He was no fool, and something like the abductions from a well known night club on the same night she “slept” would not go unnoticed, and he would put everything together and notify the authorities. With this thought and the rationalization that the police would be looking for all the others and would find them, knowing that at least Tigra would remember her, she had finally managed to pull herself together.
Perhaps there was some way that she could help herself, get away from the tent and seek help. There had to be others on the Sim she was in, somebody who would contact the authorities for her, help to rescue her. With renewed hope she moved to the tent flap, warily putting out her hand with his warning still ringing in her ears. Feeling the resistance of the force field she had sworn gently under her breath, but moved to the tent sides, lifting them and trying again once more feeling the resistance of the force field. Remembering the window in the bedroom she had moved back into the dingy wooden interior, her eyes taking a while to adjust to the darkness, before moving over and pulling the heavy curtains to the side instantly allowing light to flood the room. Opening the window she had put her hand out, only once more to feel the resistance of the force field, groaning at the realisation that he must have used bubble containment. Looking at the floor she had felt the hardwood in the bedroom, seeing how it was secured all the way around the room. With a disappointed groan she had then moved back into the tent area, pulling back the rugs, before smiling in triumph seeing the dirt under the covering.
Looking around she had picked up a metal stirring stick near the fire pit and had began to dig. Not sure when he would be back she had moved as quickly as she could putting her heart into it feeling the sweat drip down her back, her hands quickly becoming painful as the metal rubbed her soft skin. When she had created a deep enough hole she had put her hand under to reach out of the force field, only to once more feel the push back. Throwing down the metal rod she had dropped down in defeat. He was thorough she now realised. He had not settled for a dome but had generated a complete circle surrounding the dwelling, hiding half of it underground. Balling her hands in frustration she had thrown herself into one of the cushions letting it muffle the squeals as she screamed.
After calming down she had looked around, seeing the mounds of dirt littered around the area, standing to once more refill the hole, hiding the left over loose dirt in vases, until she had managed to hide her previous digging. Looking down at her hands now red and sore she had sighed wondering where he had gone and why he was taking so long. Biting her lip she realised that he had not thought to tell her if and when he would be back and with a sign of resignation she had sat down, pulling the book towards her, having nothing else to do.
She had sat their alone all that day, and when bright daylight had turned to dusk, she had found matches to light the candles and the fire pit to warm the now cold interior of the tent. She had read most of the book with the rules and instructions for Goreans. Growing more and more concerned with the way women were portrayed and treated, knowing that Dark would expect her to adhere to each and every rule, and there were many of them, from the way she was allowed to address other Masters and other Kajira, the pleasure slaves of Gor to the way she was expected to pour tea. Frowning she had been confused. At no point in any of the book did it refer to subs, only pleasure slaves, yet he had seemed to agree with her definition of what a sub was, giving her the choice even.
Yawning Kindra had lain down on the low couch, trying to sleep as her whole body had felt heavy with fatigue, born from the shock of her situation and the many hours of reading. However, like all of her other functions she had found that she was unable to achieve full sleep, so instead had lain half sleeping so that she was still half visible, but her body finally getting the rest it yearned.
Hours later Dark Kestrel had moved into his tent, the lights and still burning fire pit throwing shadows around the small space and casting a light across the small woman curled up amongst the cushions. Looking around he had frowned seeing the signs that rugs had been moved, and on pulling them back he had been unable to stop the small smile touching his lips seeing the tell tale signs that she had been digging, glad that he had taken such stringent security steps. Dropping the rugs back he had moved over to hunch down over her, seeing how her honey blonde hair fell over her face, her soft features so beautiful with long lashes fanning across her cheeks.
One hand was tucked childlike under her chin and the other thrown palm side up level with her face. He had frowned seeing the obvious red marks which were fast turning into blisters. With a small noise of annoyance he had roughly shaken her by the shoulder awakening her instantly.
As her eyes had flown open with surprise she had gasped pushing herself up and back against the low couch, her eyes staring at him wildly, as he had reached out grabbing both hands and turning them to have the palms face up
“How did you do this” he had demanded, his voice hard
Kindra had stared back at him in surprise, understanding coming on her along with wariness, her mouth shutting tightly as she stared back mutinously at him
“I asked you a question” he said his voice low and dangerous
“And don’t lie to me Kindra” he added “I will know if you are”
Kindra had looked back at him, her eyes darting towards the area she had been digging, before raising her chin more bravely at him clearing her voice which initially came out weakly
“I tried to dig my way out” she admitted nervously surprised at the smile that came to his face
“And what did you find out” he asked more gently
“That the shield went all round even below” she said miserably, seeing how he had nodded.
She had looked down seeing that he still held her wrists in his hands, the feel of his fingers on her causing her to gulp deeply as electric sensations had run through her. As she tried to pull them from him he had held them more tightly once more looking at the small hands in his larger ones for several second, his thumb softly stroking her red palms, before finally letting her go and rezzing some cream, placing it into her hands before standing and moving away.
“They will be sore in the morning, that should help make sure you get no infection” he had said looking down at her as she had looked surprised at this small act of kindness before smearing the soothing cream onto her stinging palms
“th..thank you” she had said in surprise
“I’m tired Kindra time for bed” he had said with a sigh
Looking up at him, she had seen how tired he did indeed look her watch telling her that it was nearly 3 in the morning, her heart leaping nervously at the mention of bed
“Where will I sleep” she had asked him, her eyes showing the real fear in them
“With me” he replied, his tone impatient “Where else did you think” he had added
Looking around herself she had looked pleadingly at him
“I can sleep here.........please”
He had sighed deeply with annoyance
“I am too tired for this right now Kindra, I have no intentions of leaving the fire or the lights burning and it will drop to minus 10 in here. If you stay here you will freeze in your sleep”
She had shaken her head “No, I will be fine” her eyes watching as he had begun to undo the cord of his tunic, pulling the shirt over his head as he talked, trying not to stare at his broad shoulders tapering down to slim waist, the dark hair on his chest accentuating the muscular contours of his chest and stomach
“No” he had fired at her “Turn off the fire and candles and come to bed” his eyes catching hers as she had been about to argue further
“If you don’t do as you are told, I will not only drag you in anyway but I will tie you down tightly onto the bed. Your choice”
he had said before moving out of the tent and into the wooden room carrying one of the candles with him.
Chewing nervously on her bottom lip she had stood, her hands wringing nervously by her side, jumping in surprise as another box had appeared beside her
Opening it she had found inside a set of pyjamas, which much to her relief had seemed more functional than sexy. She had pulled them on with relief as they had covered her even better than the short silks she had worn that day. His choice of nightwear seemed to give her more confidence, as she moved around the tent turning off the fire pit and blowing out the candles one by one, until the tent was plunged into darkness, the cold instantly filling the space making her shiver. Slowly, nervously she had opened the bedroom door slipping inside the room, the only source of light being the candle he had taken with him and which now cast a dim light leading to the bed.
As she had looked over he was already in bed, lying on his back, his arms folded high as his head rested on his palms, as his eyes calmly following her. Seeing him lain under the heavy blankets and skins which were draped across his belly, she had pulled on her hands nervously trying hard to will them to stop shaking, as his eyes took in her every movement as she stood nervously before him. Trying hard not to stare at his wonderful body, she had felt even more anxious realising that he wore nothing under the covers as she had hesitated frozen to the spot, lost as to what to do next, her whole being wanting to flee from the room, but knowing that she would indeed freeze in the outer tent area.
“Hurry up, it gets cold very quick” he said moving one hand to pull back the blankets on the empty left hand side of the large bed
Moving slowly forward, her whole body shaking with both nerves and the cold which was indeed quickly filling the space, she had finally slipped between the coverings, the heavy warmth bringing instant relief to her body. She had griped the blankets pulling them as high around her neck as she could, her fingers gripping them tightly under her chin. As she had lain on her back avoiding looking at the man beside her, she had felt him move, turning onto his side to bring him closer to her. Turning her head she had seen him looking down on her, his head leaning on the palm of his hand his expression inscrutable before a small smile had touched his lips
“Now don’t you look comfortable” she had heard the small chuckle in his voice, which had turned into a deep laugh as she had glared back at him. Lifting a piece of her hair, he had slowly trailed it down her face along her cheek and nose his eyes following its every move, as she had felt her whole body fluttering with expectation her heart beating so fast within her chest.
“Did you read the book” he finally asked as she had nodded gently her mouth dry as she spoke
“I didn’t have anything else to do” she had said softly through gritted teeth, hearing him laugh again
“Poor little Kindra. I forgot you are not really the lying about type are you” he said softly
“Perhaps I can release some of your inventory” he smiled, before a more serious look had crossed his handsome features
“From now on we only talk in private chat......no more open” he had said seriously “I will open up communications for you, but only to me”
As he had spoken she had felt their talk move to private, and quickly checking she had been disappointed to find that true to his word she could only open up communications with him as her attempts to reach Jake were unsuccessful
Kindra had looked quickly back up at him as he had laughed again
“You know Kindra, I can see everything you do...........everything, including the attempts to contact Jake just now”. Once more she had closed her eyes in defeat, wondering yet again how he was able to control her inventory and functions once more feeling his violation of her.
“How can you do that” she had asked him angrily, as he had smiled again
“Secret” he had whispered leaning forward to kiss her cheek gently
As his lips had touched her skin, she had flinched, a small gasp escaping her mouth, her eyes shutting tightly
“Kindra” his voice was annoyed, causing her to warily open her eyes again looking over at him, her expression full of fear, seeing how he had pulled back from her
“I was very clear this morning, I see you as my sub, not some slave, and that includes in bed”
Adding much to her surprise
“I have no intention of forcing you to have sex with me, and I expect you to let me know when you are ready”
“You..you don’t” she managed her voice so shaky, her face showing her surprise
“It was just ...........the book......” she had begun, as he had smiled patiently at her
“I have no interest in an unwilling partner”
Feeling a little braver she had looked keenly back at him
“And yet you hold me here against my will”
“Yes” he confirmed non plussed
Seeing her confusion continuing
“Gor Masters take what they want Kindra, and I wanted you, but I am prepared to wait until you are ready to serve me in the right way............as I say I have no real interest in a slave, and had you earlier told me that was the only way you would ever see yourself ...........I would have traded you without a second thought”