Entertain The Guest

RAY

I stood still as the chains on my feet were unlocked and taken away. I twisted my ankle a bit, easing off the pain and stress that had been on my ankle all throughout the day from dragging the chains along with him.

Moving forward, I walked into the slaves dining room. A shabby dirty place with a long table that was definitely stronger than it looked.

Loads of slaves were gathered around the table already, hurriedly eating their meals in a bid to get to the sleeping area quick and grab some quite good rest before the next day came.

I walked forward to get his own meal, ignoring the other slave's complaints about how bad the meal was.

I didn't care if the meal was bad or not, I couldn't even tell if it was bad. It was the only type of meals I have been eating my entire life.

I was born into slavery and everything I knew were things slaves were allowed to know. Complete submission, hard work and being ready to die if I ever committed a mistake that was noticed.

I grabbed his own bowl of food and gently sat on a chair with only three legs left. I balanced myself on it carefully and scooped some of the meal into my mouth.

I breathed out in relief. The day had been stressful for me just like every other day for a slave. My body ached badly and I could not wait to get my three or four hours of sleep.

"Hey!" A loud voice called and the dunning place immediately fell silent.

It was one of the slave masters walking further in.

"Master wants two slaves to serve him tonight as he is expecting a very important visitor. One male slave, one female slave. Who will be doing the serving? Pick one amongst you... And pick someone who at least looks good and can be presentable after a short bath."

I heard the words but didn't pay any attention to it as I continued eating. I only stopped when I realized that all eyes were on me.

"What?" The word stuttered out of my lips and the guy sitting beside me gave my chair a small push, making me crash to the floor along with it.

"Ray should definitely go" I heard someone say as I pulled myself back up to my feet.

"He will sure look presentable after a bath. Let him go" another added.

I looked at the slave master and shook my head lightly. I didn't want to be the one to go. I just wanted to rest tonight before the bell would come ringing and those chains would wrap around my wrists and ankles again.

"Then you will be the one. Come with me this instant." The slave master concluded and I felt my heart clench.

"Yes sir" the words left my lips almost shakily.

Complete submission. Complete submission. Complete submission.

I repeated those words in my head. I had to be completely submissive if I wanted to continue living. And I badly did want to continue living.

I was the longest living slave in this home. Twenty two years of my existence and I had grown up seeing several slaves being killed for disobeying. At least three or four slaves got killed every month, I had seen hundreds of slave get killed and I didn't want to be one of them.

Sometimes I did wonder though, how long exactly I would hold out before I get killed? Or if I would grow old here and get discarded like the older, weak slaves?

I followed the slave master obediently till we arrived at a small building.

"Here... Take your bath in there. The clothes you are going to wear are already in there. Scrub real nice and be out as soon as possible." He ordered.

"Yes sir"

*

I was dressed in a clothing that made me look like a waiter or some sort of entertainer. I had only seen the waiters a few times when parties were held in the mansion and I had the luck of running into them.

Looking in the mirror, I looked good with this outfit. My hair was still a bit damp and I had pulled it into a ponytail. It was long and overgrown but of course, slaves had no access to barbers.

"What are you still doing in there?!" I heard him call out.

"Coming!" I looked away from the mirror and rushed out of the restroom.

Immediately I stepped out, the slave master's look of anger vanished, replaced by something I could not totally explain. Satisfaction? Pleasure?

"When you are done serving tonight, you know my quarters, right?" He asked.

"Yes sir." I affirmed.

"Come see and my wife in my quarters. Dressed in this and don't get too sweaty. I can take sweaty but my wife doesn't like that."

My brows were pulled in confusion. I could not understand his words completely but again, no matter what his words meant, I only had one thing to do. Obey.

"Alright sir."

"Follow me." He ordered, the stern look returning to his face. He turned and I followed after him.

The walk was a bit long for my tired legs but after about ten minutes, we were inside of the main mansion. My twenty two years of living minutes away from this place but this was the very first time I would be stepping into this place.

"Now, try to be as civilised as possible. Do only what you are asked to do and it will be over soon."

"Yes sir" I bowed lightly.

"Just go straight down and you will find the girl. The both of you can step into the door together"

I did just as he said. Walked straight down and I found the girl. She had a sad expression on her face and although she looked beautiful, she looked tired too.

"Let's go" she offered me a small smile and I offered a smile in return.

Without another word, we looked to the door at the far end and walked to it. The door opened and we both stepped in.

"You are here" a man sitting in a luxurious sofa with a glass of wine in his hand grinned.

We both bowed immediately, recognising him as our owner. I had only seen him a few times.

"You may rise" he chuckled and we both did so.

"Tonight, you will be entertaining my guest." He got up on his feet.

"My guest is a very important one and tonight is also very important. Keep my guest very entertained."

"The instructions are simple. He walks in, you serve him wine and then you put on a show to amuse him" he grinned at us and I wondered what kind of show we were to put on.

I had never put on a show before.

But asking questions were forbidden and so all we could do was wait for more explanations.

"The show is simple and will be relaxing for both of you too. Poor, poor slaves. I know having sex with each other is prohibited but tonight, you lucky two are getting a chance to fuck in front of myself and my important guest."

My eyes widened. Fuck? Have sex? With this girl? And in front of others?

I looked to the girl and the fear and helplessness that clouded her face made my heart crumble.

"You are going to do that or not?" He asked and I tried to calm myself down.

He wasn't giving us a choice to decline. The options were simple, do as he says or die tonight.

"We will do whatever you ask of us, sir" the girl's trembling voice came.

My heart ached for her.

"We will do it sir" I mumbled.

"Good!" He remarked with a laugh.

"Prince Dominic Direken is here!" I heard a loud voice call as the doors opened.

Prince? The important guest was the Prince? I was to have my first sex in front of the prince of this kingdom?!

I felt my insides turn chaotic immediately. Something stirred inside me, hard as the Prince walked into the room.

A tall man who was all shades of handsome. A man who would be called handsome, beautiful in every universe , every world that existed. He looked towards me and I felt my heart jump as those brown eyes looked into my cider eyes.

My legs froze to the floor but my knees turned weak as my wolf whispered a word that I had never thought I would hear, a word that I especially never thought I would hear being said because of a man...

'Mate!'