Book 2. The Grand Gathering. Chapter 14. The Slave Market. (Part II)
Coughing and gasping for breath, Kishara attempted to stand up and run away, but couldn’t muster enough strength to do it. She knew the man had obviously held back when punching her or else, she would have surely been knocked out of cold with how weak she was right now.
She knew… that this bastard wanted to play with her, torture her and see her suffer before killing her in the very end. Just like he did with many other slaves on their way from Jarncare Grand Duchy, including her own little brother whom he had very literally raped to death.
The thought of sharing the same fate was nearly enough for Kishara to consider committing a suicide on the spot, but the unreasonable hope that if she struggled as long as possible, then something miraculous could happen. She simply couldn’t accept dying while a person like this mercenary was still alive and well…!
“So reckless,” Laien said somewhat angrily. “Do you really want to see that guy dead so badly you would attack him here?” he asked rather loudly, his voice carrying throughout the whole floor in the relative silence which followed the unexpected event from a few seconds before.
“The kid is right,” the massive man stood up and began walking in the direction of the stairs. “Now I remember, you are that stubborn bitch who never learned how to behave. Who would have thought we would meet again so soon?” the man said and laughed boomingly.
“It looks like you were lucky enough to be bought by some young master, but here you went and blew everything up,” the man pointed out with a smirk. “Are you that eager to join your little brother in Sarthos’s underworld? I sure can lend you a hand, since you asked me so nicely and all,” he commented jokingly, his good mood not having been disturbed at all.
“What did you do to her little brother…?” Laien asked, suddenly stepping in-between Kishara and the massive man, who appeared to be so surprised by what he did that he backed off by two steps to take a better look at him.
“Aren’t you a brave little kid, eh? Exactly my type, too bad you are off-limits,” the massive man commented wryly. “Your pet attacked me, so I’m sure you will have nothing against me disposing of her. Just give me a second, we can talk after that,” the man said with a smile, his attitude taking a one hundred and eighty degrees change when talking with a free man.
“What did you do?” Laien repeated the question sternly, not budging from the place and staring the massive man right in the eyes.
“Eh,” the massive man scratched his head, trying to recall the details. “The kid was a fairly cute one, but some idiot managed to cut off his hand while catching him… he wouldn’t be worth much like this and the wound started festering anyway, so no one cared when I helped myself to his ass,” he explained rather frivolously, not seeing any problem with what he had done.
“You killed him?” Laien asked, the look in his eyes becoming ice-cold.
“To be more precise, he died on his own. I only fucked his asshole good until he kicked the bucket. You know, I’m a fairly big man,” the massive man said with a laugh, making Kishara completely mad in her helpless hatred and fury and even causing some of the guests to feel disgusted.
Then next second, however…
“Eh?” the massive man noticed a white-azure spear appearing in the hand of the boy he was talking with. Suddenly, he was overcome with a great sense of danger and fear, one which should never have been possible to come from a young kid like the one standing before him.
“Dangerous…!” the massive man stepped back hurriedly, but even though he was a martial practitioner of the eighth rank and could be considered to be rather fast and agile despite his huge body, he simply hadn’t had enough time to back off far enough.
Seeing the spear thrusting at his chest, he quickly reached out with both hands and grabbed it as strongly as he could.
To his relief, he managed to stop the blow… but before he could comprehend what was happening, a frightening cold spread through his hands; his fingers cracked and shattered into many frozen pieces, allowing the spear to pierce into his chest.
He could only stare at the black-haired youth as the same terrifying cold caused his internal organs to freeze, leaving him unable to utter a word. In the span of two short seconds, the remnants of life disappeared from his eyes. He fell backward and collapsed onto the floor, his chest cracking into a bunch of large frozen pieces.
“Scum.” Laien snorted and put his spear back into the black gold interspatial ring. “Can you stand?” he asked gently and leaned over Kishara, extending a hand to help her up.
Kishara didn’t move or respond for a good while. What she just witnessed left her so shocked that she couldn’t believe her own eyes. Only after good ten seconds did she grab Laien’s hand and allow herself to be helped to stand. She wanted to say something, to thank him and express her gratitude… but she was at a complete loss for words.
Meanwhile, the overseer of the brothel and the men on the floor were all completely silent, not daring to utter a word. Although only a few of them realized who Laien was, all of them were frightened by his display of power and ruthlessness. They didn’t doubt he belonged to some kind of powerful family or organization, so even though he killed a man before their eyes, they didn’t even think about voicing a complaint or calling the guards.
“Can we keep going?” Laien asked, directing this question to the overseer who appeared to have forgotten what he was supposed to be doing at the moment.
“Y-yes, yes!” the man said hurriedly and bowed in an apologetic manner. He started walking up the stairs, all the while giving his best not to fall down because of how badly his legs were shaking.
Moments later and this time, without any more accidents they arrived at the top floor, which in itself was one private, huge chamber with a separate bathroom.
At first, the overseer was planning to leave these two at the second to last floor, at one of the three exclusive chambers… but after the youth had displayed his abilities, he threw away the thoughts of saving as much money as possible. Similarly, he would do his utmost to find good clothes for the girl accompanying this youth and would spend whole two hundred gold on them!
“The apartment has towels and bathrobes and naturally everything necessary to wash and a few things for the sexual play,” he explained, his voice trembling slightly in his nervousness. “If you’d like to have a meal or alcohol delivered, just say a word,” he added and bowed deeply, scared to offend the terrifying boy in any way.
“Oh, a good idea. When could you have two large meals brought to us?” Laien asked, scolding himself for not having thought of something so obvious as Kishara being hungry.
“In about twenty minutes, young master,” the man said and bowed once more. If he had more trust in his legs to rise him back up, he would have even prostrated himself on the floor before leaving.
“Mm, and when will the clothes be here?” Laien asked leisurely, not caring about the man enough to tell him to stop making a fool out of himself.
“I anticipate it to take at least three hours, young master,” the man said respectfully, giving himself some leeway to find good enough clothes and to make sure this young master would be satisfied.
“Good, you can go,” Laien said with a sigh, after which the man rushed down the stairs and nearly feel down after the first three or four steps.
“Well, at least the room is nice,” Laien mentioned as he closed the door behind himself and Kishara. “Before you go to wash yourself, lend me a hand for a minute,” he said with a smile, purposely not explaining anything.
Confused as she was, Kishara grabbed Laien’s hand. She didn’t know what was it about, but she soon felt a very calming and soothing energy moving up her hand and spreading throughout her whole body. When she looked at herself, it seemed as if she had been covered by a thin membrane of water.
“It’s healing my wounds?” she noticed when the pain all over her body began lessening, then began to entirely disappear. “How come he is capable of healing someone to this extent at his age? Who exactly is he? He even killed that bastard in one blow!” she thought quietly, looking at Laien with awe and deep gratitude.
“There, you should be fine now,” Laien said after about a minute a half. Healing Kishara’s external wounds was fairly simple, but she had quite a few fractured bones and somewhat damaged internal organs. To heal them all, he needed to spend a lot of effort and more than half of his spiritual energy.
It was simple enough for him to heal his own body… but healing someone else was much harder and required much more energy.
“Thank you,” Kishara said quietly and let go off Laien’s hand. Truth to be told, she really wanted to hug him and thank him right now… but she was painfully aware of how badly her body smelled. “I will be back in a bit,” she said and quickly headed into the bathroom, intending to thank Laien properly when she would at least look decently enough to do so with dignity.
“Take your time,” Laien said lightheartedly and went to lie down on the large bed in the center of the room.
Kishara smiled to herself, then entered the bathroom and after looking around for a bit and getting familiar with its layout, undressed from the dirty rags she was wearing.
She sat down on a stool and poured mildly warm water into a wooden basket. When it was full, she poured the water on top of herself and repeated the process a few more times.
“Really nothing hurts anymore, amazing,” she thought quietly, very much impressed by Laien’s abilities. She was quite interested in what kind of mysterious background he had, but she didn’t want to pry into his private life. “Finally I can clean myself, feels so good…” she murmured, rubbing her body with what appeared to be a liquid soap or some kind of washing gel.
“They sure do have some nice things here in the south, back home we were lucky when we didn’t need to wash our hair with soap,” she thought with a smile, reminiscing the old, peaceful times in the village she had lived in.
After soaping her whole body, she once again poured more water over herself and proceeded to wash her hair with what should be a shampoo. “It smells nice, I wonder what kind of flower is that?” she smiled a little, but at the same time felt it was regrettable that her once long and beautiful hair was now only neck-long.
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“Okay, so one more time,” she murmured, proceeding to soap and rub her body for the second time. After all those months she spent as a slave, she was in a dire need of good washing.
When she decided she was more or less clean enough overall, she went ahead and began carefully cleaning her private parts. “Nnh,” she moaned quietly as her finger slid inside in a smooth, entirely painless manner. She swallowed nervously, exploring the few places she had been concerned with… then breathed out with great relief.
“Incredible, even the old wounds inside me are gone,” she thought as she revealed a very happy smile. She had always given her best to resist any men who wanted to force themselves on her, but inevitably she ended up being raped five times; of which two were committed by the bastard who was now dead, killed by Laien.
She had made sure to remember the faces of those four men… and she promised herself to one day hunt them down and pay them back for everything they had done to her. Though, now only three of them remained.
“It looks like I really am heavily indebted to this boy, huh?” she mused quietly. Before this incident on the third floor and before having her wounds healed by Laien, she had been strongly put off by the thought that he wanted her body in exchange for freeing her, but now the thought wasn’t all that unpleasant anymore. However, it wasn’t like she felt comfortable about having sex now all of the sudden, just after being released by the living hell she had been in for many months.
Yet… if that was what this young boy wanted, then she would gladly do it for him. Who knows, maybe it would help her to forget the pain and suffering she went through?
“Look at me, getting so optimistic when I was at my wit’s end a mere hour ago,” she chuckled, lowering herself into a bath filled to the brim with hot water. “Feels good…” she said quietly, stretching her stiff body and enjoying the sensation of warmth and safety.
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Laien yawned, watching the sun slowly setting through one of the room’s skylight windows. “This building really was built smartly, this view is so nice,” he thought quietly, wondering if it wouldn’t be possible to add a similar top floor to their house in the Red Dragon School.
“That being said,” he murmured, playing with two mid-grade interspatial rings in his hand. “It’s convenient to use interspatial rings to deliver food, but it’s going to get cold if she doesn’t hurry up,” he thought and sighed a little. Anyway, he could use the Principle of Energy to make their dinner warm again, so even if Kishara took another twenty minutes it wouldn’t be much of a problem.
A few minutes later, just as Laien was starting to doze off, he heard the door to the bathroom open. He sat down and looked at Kishara, his first intention being to mention that the dinner had arrived and they can eat now… but when he saw how she looked, he swallowed heavily and even blushed a little.
She had been fairly attractive even when covered in dirt and bruises, wearing nothing but tattered rags. Now, however, after she had cleaned herself and all the wounds were gone from her body… this fifteen-year-old girl revealed her true charm and beauty.
Her body was fairly mature for her age, what she seemed to have purposely empathized by coming out in a barely tied up bathrobe which covered just a small part of her body. The way this white bathrobe was hiding some of her breasts and the way the string was just slightly obstructing the sight of her private parts was making her look more alluring than even if she walked out completely naked.
“Glad to see you are liking what you are seeing,” Kishara commented playfully as she approached the bed, stepping slowly and without a hurry.
Laien felt like he should respond in some way, but even though he was always confident around his peers and was usually the one to act frivolously, he found himself completely dazed and overwhelmed by Kishara’s appearance.
There was simply something very different between fooling around with girls and seeing a beautiful young woman straight out of the bath. At the moment, everything about Kishara seemed extremely erotic; her short black hair sprinkled with water, of which a few drops were lazily flowing down her stomach… and this calm, confident look in her dark brown eyes. There was no way he could keep his cool in a situation like that.
“For someone who brought me to a place like this, you sure are unexpectedly shy,” Kishara said with a chuckle and seated herself sideways on top of the bed, not too far away from Laien. She surely didn’t expect him to act all meek like that, but she needed to say she preferred this kind of attitude over the previous cheeky behavior of his.
“That kind of place, you say…” Laien shook his head, trying to calm down a bit. “I chose this place because I thought no one would say anything or pay you too much attention… you know, wouldn’t it be awkward for you if I brought you to a regular inn when you were looking like… you know?” he tried to explain awkwardly.
Yes, he had thought Kishara was good looking since the very beginning, but he would have never asked her to sleep with him in return for freeing her!
“You did not?” Kishara asked, appearing to be a little surprised. “It really was just a coincidence then and I’m supposed to believe you want nothing of this kind from me?” she asked wryly, taking a meaningful look at the slight bulge which began showing itself on Laien’s pants.
Laien blushed even more strongly and quickly changed the way he was sitting, hiding himself with his leg. “I’m not making it up, okay? Also, it’s just a natural reaction,” he said somewhat bashfully, frustrated by the position he found himself in. “To begin with, I want my first time to be special, not you know… like this…” he murmured, then look away in embarrassment. Really, what was he even talking about?
“Hmm?” Kishara smiled, for some reason appearing to be very happy. “Then are you saying I’m not good enough for you?” she asked teasingly and chuckled a little when she saw how Laien’s expression changed in response.
“… You are making fun of me, aren’t you?” Laien asked grudgingly but still smiled slightly. He often teased other people in the same way, so he could appreciate the fun of it even when finding himself on the other end of the deal.
“Maybe,” Kishara laughed, her body relaxing visibly. She hadn’t been doing it quite consciously, but she had been suppressing her stress and forcing herself to go through this whole ‘repayment’ because she thought it was what Laien wanted. That’s why when she realized it wasn’t his intention but only a misunderstanding on her part, she couldn’t help but warm up to him even more.
“Say…” she brought up after a few seconds. “I believe that you didn’t want to ask me for sex and truth to be told, I wouldn’t be comfortable with going all the way either…” she followed up while slowing scooting over closer to Laien until she was finally sitting right next to him.
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“But since we are already here, and I’m already like this… don’t you want to do just a little?” she asked seductively, putting her hand on the leg Laien was hiding himself with.
“A little… like what?” Laien asked shyly, though a bit of his usual mischievousness had already returned to his eyes.
“Why don’t you tell me?” Kishara replied to Laien’s question with her own. She leaned back, allowing Laien to have a better view of her body.
Although after his eyes moved on their own Laien couldn’t help thinking it was a bit childish of him, he still ended up looking at Kishara’s half-covered breasts.
“You interested in these?” Kishara asked, sliding off one side of her bathrobe. “Are you going to come closer, or are you satisfied with just looking?” she asked tauntingly, very much amused by the contrast between Laien’s usual and current behavior.
Laien groaned silently; he could have retorted to Kishara’s comments and tried to take the lead, but he didn’t truly want to stubbornly ‘be his usual self’. Instead, he went with the flow and decided to enjoy the moment without worrying about unnecessary things.
He moved closer to Kishara, closing the already minuscule distance between them. For a few seconds, he simply admired the sight, taking a better look at the slightly perking up nipple and the areola around it, which was of a surprisingly rich, dark red color. Then, he raised his hand and grabbed Kishara’s breast from downwards with an open palm.
He supported it in his hand for a bit, the cherry nipple growing harder between his middle and ring fingers. The breast was too ample for him to hold it whole, but he could tell its weight from the way he was grabbing at it. Getting a bit more confident, he squeezed his hand, at first gently, then a bit more strongly.
To his surprise, Kishara released a quiet, muffled moan in response to his actions; one which judging by the look on her face she herself hadn’t expected to let out.
“So embarrassing,” Kishara thought quietly, the deep shade of red sneaking onto her face for the first time since she left the bathroom. “It was so long since I did it normally and I just left the bath, so my whole body became so sensitive…” she noted to herself, wondering when did she become so comfortable to be able to shake off the shadow of fear and once again enjoy the sensation of having somebody else touch her body.
Since Kishara stopped paying attention for a moment, she was so surprised when Laien slid his hand under her bathrobe and clutched it on her left breast that a light, pleasant chill passed down her neck and spine. Having both of her breasts fondled at the same time was steadily causing her breathing to become louder and quicker, what truthfully was making her feel quite ashamed.
“You aren’t going to tease me anymore?” Laien couldn’t stop himself from asking in a cheeky manner.
“It’s just a natural reaction,” Kishara replied with an equally cheeky smile. She needed to suppress a moan though when Laien began twirling around her nipples with his fingers. Once again, she was reminded of how unnaturally sensitive she was at the moment.
“Is that so?” Laien asked with a slight chuckle. He raised himself up a bit and placed his right leg between Kishara’s legs, then sat down lightly on her thigh. With a better access to her body, he leaned forward and gave her nipple a playful lick, to then start sucking on it all the while still rubbing her left breast with his right hand.
Even though Kishara could more or less guess what Laien was planning to do next, she only adjusted herself to make it easier for him and didn’t resist at all. She held her breath for a second when Laien’s hand reached out below her stomach, then arched her back when his fingers touched her pussy and slid against its already very wet entrance.
Kishara couldn’t not see it as rather shameful, but she really was about to come just from this little foreplay; just from having her breasts rubbed a bit, her nipple sucked and her pussy massaged gently with but the fingertips. Her body, however, seemed not to share her worries as a short moment later, she experienced a light, but a very pleasurable orgasm.
“Whoa,” Laien backed off by a bit and looked down at Kishara’s privates. He could feel the slight twitching on his middle finger, which seemed to come from much deeper inside, and he could see the juices overflowing from Kishara’s pussy. What’s more, it was all accompanied by this incredibly arousing smell… little to be said, he was as hard as never before in his life.
“Well, just look at me,” Kishara began saying with a smile. “I was supposed to repay you, but you made me come instead,” she pointed out, gazing at the clearly visible bulge on Laien’s crotch.
“Then I guess it’s my turn now?” Laien asked with a strange mixture of meekness and cheekiness.
“Mm, any special requests?” Kishara inquired playfully, perfectly willing to go along any request Laien could make.
After considering his options for a second, Laien once again looked at Kishara’s breasts and gave her a meaningful smile.
“These again?” Kishara chuckled, amazed by how much Laien and most boys appeared to be interested in women’s chests. “Sit on the edge, okay?” she requested as the removed the white bathrobe, slid off the bed and kneeled on the soft carped besides it.
Laien quickly understood what Kishara wanted to do and did as she asked without a moment of hesitation. He supported himself with his hand and raised his hips a little when she grabbed his pants, allowing Kishara to slide them down without effort. However, he was too impatient to wait for the same to be done with his underwear, so he put them directly into his interspatial ring.
Kishara laughed a little, but she indeed could sympathize with Laien’s impatience. Despite that, she couldn’t deny herself the pleasure of taking a better look at his penis for a bit. She admired its youthful shape and healthy size for a few seconds, at the same time recalling her own first time back in her hometown… now that she thought about it, she always had a soft spot for younger boys, hadn’t she?
“I hope Rashi is alright…” she murmured soundlessly along with a little sigh, then shook her head and pushed the dark thoughts away.
Without making Laien wait any longer, she slid his penis in-between her breasts. She raised herself up, then squeezed the shaft harder by helping herself with her hands. When she moved downwards again, naturally peeling back Laien’s foreskin and to her satisfaction, causing him to let out a quiet moan of pleasure.
Given how excited Laien already was, it didn’t take long at all for the familiar feeling to build up at the base of his penis. Unable to hold himself back any longer, he began lightly thrusting his hips in accordance with Kishara’s movements. Leaning back, he closed his eyes and after a few more strokes of her breasts, he shivered as a wave of pleasure ran through his body. His penis stiffened. then began twitching and releasing a few spurts of sperm.
Kishara looked down on her breasts, between and on top of which was the white, sticky liquid of Laien’s. She rubbed his penis with her breasts for a few more seconds, then backed off and squeezed out the remaining come with her hand.
Feeling incredibly relaxed and satisfied, Laien looked at Kishara absentmindedly. With his eyes half-closed, he simply admired her alluring beauty. “We’ve got food in the interspatial rings on the side table… it should still be quite warm,” he mentioned, remembering about the food.
“Mm, just let me get a towel,” Kishara said with a smile and stood up, intending to go back to the bathroom for a brief moment. Before that, however, she glanced at Laien and smiled happily.
Laien responded in kind and also smiled, thinking that he really had gotten an unexpected prize from this random whim of his.
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