ELORA
As I approached the door to what Madame Moira had said was his office, I slowed down and breathed as deeply as I could. I knew I couldn’t escape. I knew I needed to stay calm, because of Olivia.
I knocked on the door a couple of times.
Nothing.
I listened and I could hear moaning within the room and I knocked again, harder than the first time.
“Who…” Kain replied. His voice sounded labored. “Who is there?”
“It’s Elora.” I retorted flatly, disgusted about whatever he was getting on to within the room.
And for a few minutes, he didn’t reply. I could hear soft moaning. The buckling of hips and the sound of a table banging the wall. It went on for a while. Then the woman cried softly.
“Come in!” Kain’s voice said from within.
I pushed the door open and almost tripped as I saw a rather unwelcome sight.
Kain was butt naked with his shirt hiked up to his chest and held in place by his elbows, as he plowed his cock deep into the hireling that was bent over the table. Her head was on the table and her eyes were closed. All that escaped from her lips were soft moans.
As he fucked her, he turned his head to me and spoke.
“Close the door, Child.” He said, grinding and pumping his hips back and forth. He reached for her head and pulled her hair as he kept pumping into her.
“Oh, fuck!” She sounded drunk. Drunk in ecstasy. Kain was taking his time. He pumped her a little more. And then he pulled out.
Like they had rehearsed this a hundred times, she moved to the table, lying flat on her back, and splayed her legs open.
Her vulva was red from all the plowing, and sopping wet from their combined juices. She lay naked and placed both hands on her breasts, pulling the nipples and pinching. Her eyes never once left Kain.
He walked around the table, butt naked and his cock hanging out in front of him. I wondered how he wasn’t even moved that I was in the room.
I tried as much as I could to avert my eyes from the scene playing out in front of me, but I was curious. All through the time with Ethan in Darwin, he had never penetrated me. And beyond the fucking I had watched at parties, I had never been this very close to seeing what happened.
Kain took off his shirt now and was completely naked. He walked up to the woman and lifted her legs unto his shoulder as he held his cock in place. He ran the tip of it up and down her slit, letting it linger on her clit. He rubbed the already dripping tip of his cock more on her clit, rubbing it and moving his finger into her sopping wet entrance.
She moaned. A light cry.
Then Kain began to finger her some more, faster and faster, even as he rubbed his cock on her swollen clit. She bucked and shook. He stopped now and pulled his finger from her honeypot, replacing it with his cock. He thrust into her, leaving her open-mouthed as she received the cock into her body.
“Oh, fuck!” She cried.
Kain thrust harder and harder, causing her to shake, and then he pulled out and she shivered and shook on the table, releasing a flood of juices from her. I knew that was called squirting. I had heard Ethan, Noah and their friends discuss that a thousand times.
Kain began to thrust again. Deep into her. Faster, and the pace increasing by the minute. And then suddenly, he stopped, pulling out, and I could see he had come too.
As much as I detested the sight of Kain and his naked body, the curiosity with which I watched them had caused me to feel that tiny flame burn in between my legs. I reminded myself of why I was here, what I was here for, and that I needed Kain, Ethan, Rasmus, and everyone who had caused me pain to pay.
Kain began to put on his clothes without a word to the woman. She got down from the table, picked up her clothes, wiped the table, and walked out of the room.
When Kain had finished dressing, he picked up his cane, sat on the table, and faced me.
“That was one good orgasm, wouldn’t you say?” He asked with a creepy smile on his face.
A smile that I wanted to destroy with my fists and punches.
I didn’t answer.
I kept my head down, refusing to look him in the eyes.
Anger rose in my heart but my soul had been broken over and over. All that the anger did was leave a bitter taste in my mouth.
He didn’t speak for some time and the room was deathly silent.
I knew he must have been watching me.
I lifted my head to look at him now.
He sat there on the table, as menacingly terrible as he had looked that night. Scrawny but terrible. His cheekbones stood out most about his face, giving him a fearful look even when he smiled as he did now. His smile always looked like he was about to bite.
“Anyway, don’t worry about that. You know why you are here, don’t you?” Kain asked.
His voice was as calm as ever. And it pissed me off that he could be calm after the trouble and pain he caused me.
“I have no idea,” I replied flatly.
“Listen, I don’t have the time for this. So I’ll get to it.” And even as he talked about it, the smile didn’t leave his face. I wondered if it was a deliberate attempt to mock me.
He stretched his hand and lifted the cane. His cane had a large silver skull of a wolf at its handle and that worsened his overall look.
He was frightening and repulsive, I thought.
But maybe I thought he was repulsive because I hated him. I mentally added him to the top of the list of people that I would pay in their coin. I didn’t know when, but I knew it would happen.
“You’re going to work like those girls you saw up there, and I’m going to make sure your sister does worse.” He smiled and paused for effect. Letting the words sink into my mind.
“What did I ever do to deserve this?” I began to say from where I stood, as tears flooded my eyes.
“Uh uh! Shut up and listen.” He said, then began to smile again. “You can avert it. If you do one little thing.” He laughed.
“What little thing?” I asked, looking up at him.
“Did I mention your mother’s life would be at stake too?” He laughed lightly. “Yes. I can reach her.”
The moment I heard that my heart began to race.
Where was Mama?
What had he done with her?
I knew I needed to play along. My chest heaved with pain, anger, and disgust for Kain.
“No! No! No! Please!” I cried, “Please, don’t touch her. I’ll do anything. She’s not well, please don’t touch her.”
I begged to fall to my knees without thinking. The moment I heard her name, my heart had broken afresh.
Kain smiled and I felt the compulsion to hit his teeth and break them. But I knew I was powerless here.
“You have no idea what I’m capable of, child. Oh, did you see my VIP section? The girls in those rooms?”
He got up and walked to the wall as he spoke. “That used to be the best part of my brothel. But since the King abolished slavery, it’s been suffering. No little girls anymore, Elora.” He traced his hand on the large picture of the brothel that was hanging on the wall. “I’m sure your sister would make a fine addition to that section.”
“Please! I beg you! Don’t touch her. Don’t touch Mama! I’ll do anything you want!! I’ll do anything at all!”
He laughed now.
“You’ll do anything? Good!” He said. “Go back upstairs. Madame Moira would prepare you for your new task.”
As I began to walk out of the room, Kain called again.
I was heaving now. My head had begun to ache from all the constant screaming and crying.
“Elora,” he called.
I stopped in my tracks. My chest, weary from all the weeping. My eyes were swollen. I didn’t turn to look at him, as my face was buried in my hands. Tears streamed down my face and through the crackles between my fingers.
“If you do this, your mother and sister would be fine,” he reminded me.
Just as I began to walk out of the room, I heard him call the guard that was at door. And as the guard entered and the door closed behind him, I heard Kain speak.
“Send word to the old King Nathan, as part of our agreement, I have arranged for him a new mistress.”