The Grand Arena / Refuse to play (5)
From Create Your Own Story
Grand Arena
You refuse to play, shaking your head as you look up at the woman pressing you against the wooden post. She just smirks then, pulling back and throws you to the ground. "Fool. You have no idea what you've just gotten yourself into. Girls don't come out of these dens. Only slaves." With that she grabs your hair as you start to get up causing you to yelp in pain at her grip. The next second you know you are hauled by your hair through the straw draped ground to the front of the slave den where she opens a door revealing a woman with a nasty looking whip in her hand, a naked slave girl bound to the wall with whip marks all over her torn body weeping.
The cruel woman turns back to give you a look over and the woman who has your hair tosses you forward into the room, putting a hand on her hip. "Here is a new one for you to break Miranda. See that she suffers."
"Gladly." You hear Miranda say, taking your chin and lifting your face up to look into hers. You see something horrible there as you realize how bad of a spot you are in.
But suddenly there is a knock on the side of the door as a guard walks in from the main entrance, peaking in through the door. "One of the servants just twisted her ankle and is unable to perform. We need a replacement now." With that, he looks down to you. "She'll do. Have her outside the kitchens as soon as possible."
The woman who brought you to Miranda looks up at him angrily. "But she is.."
"She will do." The guard says sternly. "Don't be late or you may find yourself in one of the many lord's bedrooms tonight yourself."
The woman's eyes went ablaze. "You wouldn't dare!"
The guard just gave her a cold look over. "Try me. Make sure she gets there looking the way she does now." And with that, he walked away back towards the castle.
The woman hissed at that, glaring over to you as if it were your fault. She grabs you by the hair then, yanking you up to your feet before pinning you to the wall again. Miranda just cackles, eying the two of you curiously forgetting about her weeping slave for the moment. "Seems to be your lucky day wench." She practically spits in your face. "But you are not getting away from me that easily." She looks over to Miranda then. Miranda nods and takes her place, gripping your hair and yanking you back against the wall hard. The woman walks into the room then, digging through a few of Miranda's things. "Take off her shorts and panties. I refuse to let her evade my grip so easily."
"You can't!" You start to object with but the Miranda woman simply hisses slamming your head back against the wall hurting the back of your head. You don't dare fight back against the cruel looking woman as she strips off your shorts and underwear leaving your ass and pussy completely open to them.
The woman comes back with a jar of some kind of cream. "On second thought, strip her completely." Miranda does as she says and without much input you find yourself stripped completely naked. The woman comes up to you then and putting the jar out for Miranda to take some as well they both dip their fingers in the cream and look to you. Without little thought for your humiliation they start to smear the cream all over your body getting your sensitive areas especially. Miranda finds your sweet spot rubbing you as she applies the cream there making you squirm and gasp. The slave pen master isn't so pleasant going for your breasts and being savage with your nipples as she goes over them pulling and pinching them causing you to give out small cries of pain. Last but not least Miranda gets your asshole causing you to cry out and struggle but with both of them combines they get it over every inch of you.
Once they finish, Miranda goes over to a drawer next to a bed and opens it. "I have just the thing for our little wench." She pulls out a red thong, a desperately short white skirt, a white tank top that reveals far too much and a white maids headgear. You quickly find yourself dressed in such a slutty attire but realize you are starting to tremble in pleasure. Why are you getting turned on? Your nipples are starting to show through the blouse. The woman give a final cackle to your humiliation before the slave pen master puts a collar on you and drags you out forcing you to follow her towards the castle.
When you get there you can tell she is reluctant to give you up but she finally does to a stern faced guard who brings you inside. You do notice they exchange something in some sort of deal as they do. You also notice him look over you along with a few other guards you pass on the way in. The guard finally brings you to a hallway however and shoves you up against the wall, looking you in the eyes. "So what is it going to be slave? You want to work one of the lord or ladies bedrooms or do you want manual labor serving food at the feast?" He grins slightly at that, you get the sense there is something more to that second job. But it is a hard choice. You can only imagine what bedroom duty could be, you want to avoid that at all costs. But at the same time it gives you privacy to where maybe you could escape. On the other hand if you work the feast you have a good chance of running back into Misa and Sephiroth. It'll be more public though and who knows what the second part of the job entails.
