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Master Damien had stood up and turned to face Andre. The rest of my

Warriors were all also standing around me. Andre was busy insinuating

they hadn't really been to a coupling, they didn't look bad enough. He

even threatened to bring the General down to inspect them.

If they had lied, he told them he would take me the first chance he had

My Warriors may have paid money, but they hadn't earned the right. In

fact, they weren't tough enough, he said.

I made a little exasperated sound and kept my head down. This guy

was such an idiot. Next thing I knew I felt hot breath in my ear.

"Did you say something, slave?” Master Damien asked me.

"No, Master Damien," I answered honestly, "I was just frustrated and

blew my breath out loudly. I'm sorry, Master Damien."

"Why are you frustrated, slave?" he asked me sounding menacing.

"You already beat him once and he’s still harassing you. I just wondered

how many more times you have to turn him into a bloody mess before

he gets the message, Master Damien,” I said trying to keep the tremor

out of my voice.

Master Damien was angry and I didn't really want any attention from

him when he was mad.

He laughed though and stroked my cheek. Master Damien addressed

Andre with humor tinting his voice, "My slave seems to think you aren't

learning your lesson, Andre. You may bring the General if you so

choose, we will speak with him. I fear it will only serve to make you look

a fool, though. If you require me to repeat the lesson my slave is

referring to, I would be happy to. It would be a pleasure anytime,” he

finished.

I heard Andre turn behind me and leave. Master Damien watched for a

moment and then sat back down in the water. He pulled my ear right to

his lips and warned me, "Do not speak to other men, Ciara. You do not

like the consequences.”

"Yes, Master Damien," I answered him relieved his voice just sounded

stern and not angry anymore. I did not want to be strapped to the

posts again.

The men played around in the water for a while. The talked to several

other groups of Warriors about the coupling. Andre hadn't been lying,

evidently they didn't look that bad. The women had been less

aggressive.

The stress had come when they swooped off with Christof, but they

returned him fairly shortly afterwards. From the way they were talking, I

knew Christof hadn't told them what had happened. I hoped he would

take me to lunch the next day and talk to me about it.

We went upstairs a little while later. I was given a drink and we headed

for the bed shortly after. The men laid me in the bed between Master

Evan and Master Damien. I looked at the ceiling and tried to relax.

Pretty soon, I was sound asleep.

I woke myself up as usual in the middle of the night; I had to pee. Most

of the time Christof would walk with me to the bathroom. I looked over

at him tonight and he was dead to the world. A frustrated sigh escaped

me a moment before a hand clasped over my mouth.

Master Damien was eyeing me and rose out of the bed motioning for

me to follow. We went to the bathroom and he let me relieve myself.

He cleaned me and I headed for the bedroom. Master Damien stopped

me and led me down to the living room. He took a seat in front of my

pad.

As I kneeled down, I noticed how tired Master Damien looked, worse

than before we had gone to bed. I doubted he had slept. He leaned

toward me and spoke quietly. I had to listen really hard to hear him.

"I think my brother, Christof, has told you what happened to him. He

has probably told you why it upsets him so. It is important he shares

that information with my brothers and 1," he said seriously.

"We share a solemn bond. There can be no walls between us. Any walls

represent weakness, that weakness will be exploited until we are

destroyed. Andre is only the first to notice our vulnerability. It will

continue and it will get worse.”

"I know I could force the secret from you. I could break you before my

brothers awaken at the moon set,” I shuddered and agreed with him

internally, but he continued. "That would solve nothing. I need my

brother to trust us again. He must share what upsets him. I have seen

the emotion you have for Christof; you do not wish to see his end. It is

your responsibility to help him, that is why you are here. He must rejoin

my brothers and I. Do you understand?”

"Yes, Master Damien," I answered him but he must have seen the

uncertainty in my eyes.

"If you do not wish to leave us, then you must make this right. Andre is

correct. He will take you if we are not strong enough,” he said.

I shuddered and followed him back to the bed. I finally fell asleep, but

was restless the remainder of the night.

I was startled awake just before the sun rose. I'd been dreaming of

Andre's malice filled face above mine. To my left Master Evan's bright

eyes were open and he was appraising me. No one else was awake. I

glanced to my right, even in his sleep Master Damien looked

exhausted. I turned my head back and Master Evan was right in my

face. I could feel his warm breath on my cheek.

"The day will bring you pain, Ciara. Let me bring you pleasure first," he

said slipping his body over mine and dropping between my thighs.

I'd never been treated to his tongue as I woke up and it was

surprisingly exciting. He licked from my knees up to my center and

spread me open. His warm, wet mouth took its time to explore. He

sucked each labia into his mouth and tasted them until they were

plump and sensitive. Now, in their hairless state, it was easy to watch

them flush as I became excited.

Using his big thumbs he peeled my lower lips apart and started to

stroke my ripening cunt. Lazy laps at my entrance soon had me panting

and twisting my hands in the sheets. I didn't want to wake everyone up,

but I wanted his mouth up a little higher. I reached down to grab his

head and found my wrists bound to the pole at the center of the bed.

"He won't like to be grabbed after spending the last two day cycles with

our women," Master Damien explained as he idly drew patterns over

my chest.

"I'm sorry I woke you, Master Damien," I panted.

I tried to ask him if he wanted to go back to sleep and couldn't manage

it. Master Evan had started to suck and flick my clit with his tongue.

Wantonly, I dropped my legs open and pressed myself into his face.

Master Damien found a nipple and began to pinch the tiny bud. The

tissue puckered under his attention. Driving me wild would, as usual, be

a group effort.

"I would like to see ornamentation on these as well," Master Kein said

languidly stroking the other breast.

As I watched he started to pluck, pulling the nipple to an erect state.

"Master Kein," I panted out, "that would hurt."

I couldn't get anything else out as Master Evan had started to nibble on

my clit. His fingers slid just inside my entrance before retreating. It was

making me crazy.

"I have seen rings that hold a tiny replica of the Warrior's crest. They

would stand so proudly here and here,” Master Bane said stroking my

left and then my right tit.

Master Damien was stroking down my sides, tracing the line of each rib.

"It would not hurt for long, Ciara. The lashes on your back will hurt for

longer,” he said.

I was so crazy with Master Evan's tongue the idea of being whipped

and pierced for their pleasure suddenly seemed erotic. Thrusting my

soaking pussy into Master Evan's face I screamed as I came. It was in

English, but I begged them to fuck me, to pierce me, and to whip me.

I came down from my high slowly. The men were all lounging on the

bed talking. Master Evan sat between my spread legs, so I couldn't

close them. My arms were still stuck to the post above my head.

Straining my head I looked around to see Christof peering back at me.

His eyes looked haunted.

Christof reached forward and released me from the post and rose from

the bed. "Come, Ciara," he said, "you need to be cleaned." His voice

sounded a little dull

I unwound from Master Evan and was confused. They had never just

given me pleasure before. It was always a build up, never the main

event.

Master Evan grabbed me as I got off the bed and pulled me back down.

"You didn't say “thank you’, Ciara,” he said smugly. "And, I'd like to

know what you were saying when you climaxed.”

"Thank you, Master Evan,” I said, "I was saying that I felt good." I smiled

and hoped he'd believe me. He didn't look like he did and almost said

something. Lucky for me Christof came around and grabbed me to pull

me with him.

I was right, Christof was acting strangely. He cleaned me and gave me

my usual morning treatment, sans the plug, but he didn't really speak

to me. Once he was done and we were alone, I touched his face and he

flinched.

"Christof, what's wrong?" I asked him in a whisper.

He pulled me close and spoke into my ear, “The General will hurt you

today. I can't stand it. I've begged my brothers, but you ignored them

in front of the other Warriors. They won't let it go. I can't help you. I'm

so sorry," he finished and released me.

I took a chance to do what Master Damien had asked me to do. "It's

time to stop keeping this secret. Your brothers will help you if you let

them. If they had known, you could have talked to them and not

needed me to come get you," I said quietly.

Christof looked at me, but didn't respond.

We walked out and took our breakfast quietly in the main room. Much

to my displeasure my entire meal consisted of those nasty worms. I

could think of few worse ways to start the day.

I was dressed oddly. A single leather panel was draped over the apex at

the front of my thighs. Otherwise, I was left nude. I assumed that was so

the General had access to my entire back for the punishment. A full

body shiver encompassed me when I realized that.