Iris
It has been three months since Joella was taken away. I knew this cause I spent most of my time counting days since she was taken. The cell beside me was empty,no slaves had been brought there.
With Joella gone,there was no one to stop me from speaking defiantly. I was always getting into trouble. The sound of a whistle was heard and all the slaves immediately rose up. The guards went to each cell to open them.
One approached my cell and unlocked it, he shouted at me to move fast. I shot a glare at him and I regretted it immediately,he had seen me. He fished out a horse whip from his waist and whipped my back.
“Ahhh!!!” I shrieked in pain. I didn't need to be told twice to move. I joined the long train of slaves currently moving to the bath arena where we had out bath.
“Walk faster wretched slaves!!” A guard bellowed and I cringed at this.
The older ones could not walk faster and the guards did not hesitate to lash on their barks with the whips. Their groans filled the hall. My eyes stung with tears as I watched this.I wondered if the guards didn't have mothers for them to be so heartless treating elderly ones like that.
A middle aged woman beside me was walking slowly as a result of the beatings, I feared for her. She was going to get beaten again, I wanted to do something. The girl at my back noticed me and dragged me back before I could do anything.
“Don't do that!” She cautioned in a low voice.
“You will only put the woman and yourself in more trouble.”
I gritted my teeth in anger but listened to her eventually.
We soon got to the bathing arena, a large space with a few buckets of water.
“How are we all going to bathe with this little amount of water?” I asked the blonde girl who had stopped me earlier in shock.
She shrugged, “It's the survival of the fittest here. If you don't manage to wash even a little,there would be severe consequences.
The guards started a countdown of thirty seconds. The whole place was in disarray as slaves rushed to get water on their bodies. I was hit in the midst of this chaos.
I ran as fast as I could to a bucket of water and quickly poured it on my body. When thirty seconds was over, those who had managed to get water on their bodies were asked to match to the Slaves diner while those who weren't able to do so were dragged away by the guards.
As I walked to the Slaves diner,my eyes roamed the hall looking for the blonde girl. I felt a tap on my shoulder, “Hey it's me, don't. Don't look back. My name is Carla, what's yours? She whispered.
“Iris.” I whispered back.
At the slave diner, a meal of rotten potatoes and water was already served. The guards started another count down,this time twenty seconds. We all started to rush the food, I almost puked.
As we walked back to our cells, Carla was yet again behind me.
“I heard the grand auction will take place tomorrow.” A woman beside me whispered to the person at her front.
“Really?” The person asked.
The conversation caught my interest as I leaned a bit towards her while walking.
“This auction is quite different from the others,it is for the highest elites of the society.” She whispered again. Other slaves looked at her obviously interested in her whisper tales.
Before I could hear more,she was already pushed into her cell. Carla had been taken to her cell too. As I was pushed into my cell, the thought of the grand auction filled my head and I prayed I wouldn't be picked tomorrow.
I sat up for some hours, before drifting to sleep.
I was awoken from my sleep by some voices,I sat up and looked around. I could hear the sounds of cells unlocking. The guards were here and they were picking slaves. Today was the grand auction.
I moved to a corner in my cell and sat down, while praying to not be picked. Unfortunately,my prayers were not answered. I was shaking with fear when the guards reached my cell and unlocked it.
“Pretty one isn't it?” I heard one of the guards say.
“Yeah, especially her eyes. She would definitely fetch a lot of money.” Another said.
“Get her.” Their leader commanded.
No no no,this can't be it, I thought.
They grabbed the chain on my neck and pulled me, dragging me along with the others they had picked. They stopped in front of a carriage, the guards exchanged glances before bringing out handkerchiefs from their pockets.
The handkerchiefs were pressed on my nose along with the others, forcing me to inhale a strong substance. I kicked and struggled till I finally blacked out.
I didn't know how much time had passed since I blacked out. I tried to open my eyes but I could feel a resistance, I was blind folded. Then I noticed something was off,I couldn't feel the slave's uniform on my body.
That was when it dawned on me as a cool breeze hit my skin, I was naked.
Tears flowed from my eyes but the blind fold absorbed it. I could hear the voices of people chattering endlessly.
“Push them out!” A voice bellowed.
I heard whimpers as we were soon pushed out of the carriage. I was dragged by someone despite the fact that I was naked. My skin was burning and tearing,I was sure I was bleeding.
The dragging stopped and the blind fold was removed. I looked around and saw we were in a small room, I saw the young boys and girls from earlier. Some were crying their eyes out while others looked broken.
Like me,they were all bleeding from the drag. Soon a guard came inside with a whip and dragged a timid looking girl,her brown eyes darted back and forth as the guard took her.
From the room,I could hear a man’s voice shouting “fifty thousand dollars going once!!”
“Going twice,gone!!”
“Sold to Mr Beckett!!”
After that, I could hear people applauding. The guard came inside the room again,he walked towards me. He dragged me out,he pushed me towards the stage.
I could see the hall filled with men and even women,looking at me like I was a prey. I closed my legs and tried to cover my br**sts with my hands,but a guard pushed my arms away. I covered it again which resulted in a whip landing on my back.
I screamed in pain,but the people were clearly enjoying it. I saw a bald headed man, dressed in a jumpsuit move towards me.
“Look at her!!”. I heard him say,his voice was very loud.
“The perfect slave whore for any elite, her seductive blue eyes which can make any one high. Her soft milky skin is very pleasing to touch.” His voice boomed as he spoke, advertising me like I was a product.
I looked at them all with disgust and hatred in my eyes.
“Looking at her luscious lips, imagine what these lips can go as they go down on you….”he drawled, taking satisfaction at the lecherous and lust-filled looks the crowd of elites were giving me.
Then he started the bidding.
“As she is such a beautiful slave,the most beautiful of all the slaves today. Do you agree?” He asked and I could see them shamelessly nod.
“We will start from…” He paused. Then his voice boomed again.
“Thirty thousand gold coins,we shall start from that.” He continued.
“ Five hundred thousand gold coins!” A man shouted,and the crowd applauded.
“Five hundred thousand gold coins going once!!”
“Going twice.” His voice boomed.
“ Eight hundred thousand gold coins!!” A woman said with pride.
Rich people are crazy, I muttered despite my condition.
The bald man was smiling as he said:
“Eight hundred thousand going once.”
“Going twice.”
“Three hundred million gold coins.” A deep voice said calmly.
Damon“Ahhh!!!!” A piercing scream echoed. I hadn't even begun yet,it was just a tip of the iceberg and here he was screaming.“Shhh.” I said as I raised my hands to my lips. I walked up to the man who was tied to an electric chair with a nail plucker in my hands. The man looked at my hands and began trembling as he saw the nail plucker in my hands.“Each time you refuse to talk, your nails would be plucked out.” I said looking at him coldly.“Who sent you?.” I asked. The torture room went quiet. He refused to talk.“Hmmm, I see.You're a loyal one.” I said as I reached out for his hands,which was bounded to the chair. I slowly plucked the nail on his thumb, to make sure he feels the pain.He let out a spine chilling scream, louder than before. One by one, I carefully plucked out all the nails from his fingers. His fingers were bleeding profusely. The man was exhausted from the pain and wanted to pass out. I pressed a switch on the wall. The electric chair buzzed, electrocuting the ma
Iris“Three hundred million gold coins.” I heard a deep voice say. People in the hall started whispering and gasping, looking back. I was shocked too,my eyes scanned the area following the direction of the voice.I didn't see the person clearly.But from the figure I saw,it was a man. He stood in the shadows with someone beside him so I couldn't see him clearly,but I could see his eyes. His piercing silver grey eyes stared directly at me, I shuddered in fear.I heard the auctioneer finalised the bidding, I had been sold yet again. I sniffed and wiped my eyes, when I looked again the man was gone.Some huge men in black came up to the stage and pulled me up. They must have been sent by the one who bought me.“Move.” One of them ordered.I stood up weakly and tried to walk but I fell. I was exhausted, my whole body was in pain and my head ached badly. The men looked at each other unsure of what to do.“Miss, please try to walk.” I heard one say coldly.I couldn't help but give him the si
"Don Damon Vyon." His name echoed in my head, sending chills down my spine, especially when I recalled what the guards had mentioned about the consequences of messing around.The car remained dead silent, the guards cold, their gazes focused on the road.The race of the car felt like it lasted forever, finally coming to an end as a huge black gate opened.“Miss, come out,” the guard commanded.I stepped out, my bare feet touching the ground. Ahead was a towering mansion, surrounded by beds of roses and a fountain waterfall in the middle, with several cars of varying shapes and sizes, all black, parked nearby.“Move on, miss,” the guard ordered.As I walked in, the huge door opened automatically. A set of ladies in maid uniforms emerged, their heads bowed.“Where’s the boss?” the one who looked like the leader questioned a maid.“He's… he's in the study room,” she stammered, her hands and legs visibly shaking.“Get her ready to see the boss,” the husky guard said, pulling me toward the
IrisI saw my life flashing before my eyes as my breath was knocked out of me by the intense grip on my neck."Ple…ase for…give me," I tried to form words through my throat, but every attempt only led to me gasping for air."Do you know why I bought you, huh?" he mentioned, his voice commanding.I nodded my head, gesturing a no as tears began to fall down my cheeks, but he still didn’t spare me this time. He pulled me off the ground by my neck, making me feel dizzy.I had just pushed him a little, and all this was my return."You are my pet. You are only to do as I order and accept everything I do to you. Sparing your life only depends on my mood; your body and soul are all mine. Not even the wind can touch what's mine," he said, his voice cold and commanding."I have bought you," he spat out those words with anger, and I could feel it in the intensity of the grip on my neck.Just as I felt all the air in my head was suddenly gone and I was feeling dizzy, he finally dropped me down, r
IRIS It was late at night. I could remember Maid Linda mentioning, "Busy, Julian, take him out." That voice sounded familiar. I walked out; it was the strange monster man's voice.Just then, he wiped his hands with a cloth.We made eye contact, and I froze in my spot, staring at him as if I had just been poured cold water. I looked away and shut the door as my heart pounded in my chest.I hoped he wouldn't come by, I prayed inwardly as I tried to calm my nerves. Just then, I heard my door unlock and pushed open."Miss, you are awake," a different maid said."Yes, I am," I responded."You would have to dress up for the boss; it's time.""For what?" I questioned."I'm not in a place to mention, ma'am."A few minutes later, I was dressed in the clothes given to me—a pair of loose dresses yet revealing, exposing my cleavage and a little of my butt. I wa
Vyon’s pov"Please, Lord Damon, I really won't do this again; forgive me.""Keep quiet," I ordered.As I loaded several bullets into the gun and pulled the trigger, I shot directly through the man's skull, with multiple bullets penetrating. He collapsed, his blood splattering all over the room."There's no such thing as forgiveness or sparing in my chambers," I declared. "As long as I've been disobeyed, “Boss Little Iris is no more in the mansion.""A guard mentioned, 'I smirked; this little pet has lots of guts. She was indeed sweet; that's why I couldn't hold myself from going several rounds. Still, she fainted.'"‘Her soft moans made me want to do wild things; her soft breasts and tight hole made me feel addicted, losing my rationality.’"Find her quickly and make sure to lock her up," I ordered. "Since she likes slave treatment."****Walking to the attached basement, I could hear soft cr
Vyon’s POV Taking a deep breath, I laid down on the couch. It was the first day I had to relax without having to work. Just then, my gaze landed on the petite maid nervously wiping the table. She was the youngest maid I had ever had and had been with me for two years. "Little Linda," I thought inwardly as I took the glass of red wine before me. My gaze never left her; her slight movements of nervousness were noticeable. It was as if she needed a hole to dig into. I couldn't help but chuckle. It was high time I let her go, I thought. “Linda,” I called out. “Lord Dam…” she stammered as she came in, bowing her head. This little maid always couldn’t hide her nervousness around me, but I would give her relief by sending her away. I leaned in closer, feeling playful. I breathed warm air against her ear, making her jerk up in surprise. “Look at me,” I said, pulling her c
Iris “Ouch! Shit!” I screamed as I rolled off the bed, slamming my back against the ground. I groaned, standing up and trying to sit back on the bed when I realized I was in a strange room. Wait—wasn’t I supposed to be…? Oh no! Realization hit me as soon as I recalled what had happened last night. I needed to get back to the basement before Damon returned. Panicking, I quickly ran out of the room, only to freeze when I saw Damon sitting on the couch, a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and a newspaper in the other. His sharp gaze shifted from the newspaper to me. My instincts made me step back. His cold eyes were terrifying, like they could burn straight into my soul. “G-Good morning, M-Master,” I stammered, struggling to form words as nervousness gripped me. “Come here,” Damon’s cold voice resounded in the quiet room. I hesitated. Why was everything so silent? Th
Iris’ PovI stopped in my tracks. Was that really Damon? Was that who just apologized to me? I pinched myself a little to make sure I wasn't daydreaming. Damon, the monster who just wanted to torture me to death,just apologized? I must have heard wrongly, I said inwardly as I pulled down the doorknob to leave."I'm sorry, little Iris, I'm Sorry" he repeated, his voice calm yet authoritative,very firm, like he was clenching his teeth between words.I took my hands off the doorknob as I turned to look at him. He was on his knees on the bed, his head bowed. His hands were clenched into tight fists, his veins bulging.What was wrong with him? I walked a little closer. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest. But what worse has Damon not done? I guess choking me was really the worst.Just as I was about to leave, I caught sight of the red stain on the back of his shirt. I hadn’t noticed it earlier.I had just remembered he had a back injury earlier, when Kendrick was cleaning it up. I h
Iris’ pov I woke up to see no one in the room. ‘Has Damon left?’ I asked no one, as I glanced around the empty space. This wasn’t what I expected. I had tried to stay awake earlier,to look at Damon. I had missed him a little. But why did he have to leave right after saving me? I mean, he was also injured. I hadn’t realized tears were already falling down my face. I wiped them away and stood up. “Arghh, shit,my back,” I cried out. The pain was still sharp, still crazy. I went to the balcony, my usual spot, where the night breeze blew through. It was cold. It dried my tears. It kissed my skin. The city was busier. There were car lights, hanging street lights. I gazed at the sky,the full moon cast its bright luminance over the city. Little crystal stars hung in place, forming different patterns as you traced them together. It was beautiful. I suddenly felt hungry and remembered the half-made veggies and undercooked
Damon’s pov"Oh yeah, Damon,before I leave, make sure to clean up the wound and change the bandage. And also…" Kendrick said as he turned to leave."Yeah, yeah, whatever," I cut him off, taking a sip of my wine."You annoying punk. Let's see how you'll call me back," he said, pouting his face."Ahhh… nice," I exhaled deeply as the red wine went down my throat."Damon,yes, bring back your maid. Your home looks empty," he said with a brow raised. I threw the glass cup directly at him; with a reflex move, he dodged it and the cup shattered, broken on the ground."Shit! What the fuck, Damon,stop this shitty play. Alright, alright, I'm leaving," he said, and with that, he left. I could hear the unique sound of my Bentley's engine as he drove off.I sighed deeply, stretching my hand. "Argh," I grunted,I had forgotten I had a back injury.Just then, a buzzing phone on the couch caught my attention. Staring at the caller ID, it was the board of directors. I hadn't seen them in a long while.I
Damon’s pov"Don’t cry, little Iris. This isn’t his first time being badly injured. In most cases, he ends up in my VIP operation room," Kendrick said, reassuring Iris as he continued treating my wounds. Indeed, it wasn’t the first time. But it was the first time someone I had tortured seemed so worried about me. I mean, of all people—proper Iris. For some reason, I was beginning to find her more attractive. As for Julian… I made a shitty mistake letting him go, even after finding out about his backstabbing. I didn’t hope he’d change. I only waited to see how far he could go. "Arghhh, the fuck, Kendrick!" I couldn’t help but groan in pain. Kendrick’s thoughts were clearly interrupted by the sudden sting I felt in my back. "What?! I’d been asking you if it hurt—you didn’t say shit, so..." "So freaking what? Hell, I’m the patient!" I snapped, frustration mixing with the pain. "Pfftt. Nah, you’re not," Kendrick scoffe
Iris’ povI lean back on the couch as my vision blurs, but I can still see Damon hitting Julian,so hard there's blood all over his suit. I noticed it the moment I caught sight of him. For some reason, I felt happy,genuinely happy,to see him.He had come back at the perfect time. I was already sure my life was about to end here.I never thought Julian, Damon’s right-hand man, the one who always seemed gentle and calm, could turn into a beast so quickly.I had fought him. Refused him. Refused to sleep with him. But all that did was earn me more torture. On different parts of my body.I tried to defend myself. I bit him hard. But it only made things worse. He tore my dress like an animal, dragging his hands all over me, grabbing at me harshly, biting into my neck.At the point of surrendering, the man I hadn’t seen in three months appeared. In that tiny moment I looked at him, he looked even more handsome than before. But my chest tightened the moment I noticed the blood on his arms and
Damon’s povThis seemed like a fun movie to watch. I had just finished with the Kim’s Factor;here comes the Zaxg Factor as well. There were three guards, all dressed in black suits with a snake attached to them. It was the Zach Factor sign. For years, they had attacked my dad unexpectedly, trying to take over my underworld and rule it. Knocking the guard down and snatching his gun, I pointed it directly at the one who had aimed at me. “If you don't want your member's gun, get out,” I ordered the rest of the guards. They didn’t move an inch. "That's pretty nice... for guards of the Zach Factor," I said coldly. I pulled the trigger. With that, I blasted the guard's head, filling it with bullets. Just then, the rest of the guards ran away. “Shit,” I muttered. I had stained my new suit with blood. Just as I pulled the guard away from my arms, I felt a sharp pain in my b
Iris’s povFuck. I couldn’t help it. I had underestimated Julian. Being with me was only a means for him to take what he wanted. What the hell? I brought him close to me, gave him everything he needed to push forward. I trusted him ; to an extent.I pulled my legs out of the ice water I had placed them in. Leaning back on the chair’s armrest, I shut my eyes as the memories of the Kins Factor basement began to replay in my head."With their zero skills."Bang! Even before I heard the gunshot, I had already felt the bullet sink deep into my arm.“Hell!” I cursed, firing back at the guard;my shots went wild, but with purpose.That was the first rapid shot I had fired since my parents left this world. Blood soaked my arm; the pain radiated deep and sharp, but I pushed through.My eyes darted across the chaotic scene;between damaged structures and scattered bodies. I was determined to take the place down. Fueled by old rage, I emptied more bullets into the self-proclaimed legitimate asshol
Iris’ pov I woke up, stretching my numb body that got stiffened due to my random sleep pattern. It's been 3 months since Damon left. He hasn't returned. I was so happy waking up every day, eating, watering the garden, cleaning up the house and watching my favourite TV show. It was like the best days of my life. Things were going just fine as it should. Sometimes I would take a relaxing bath and wish I was the only one on earth, no bad people that just want to hurt me and make me cry. I ran to the balcony like I always do every morning, inhaling the pleasant scent of red roses. I felt like the whole world was mine. I stood at the edge of the balcony protector, spreading my arms as I shut my eyes, inhaling the fresh morning scent of rose and letting the morning cool breeze kiss against my skin, sending shivers through my skin. The sunrise reflected through my face. "I'm so happy," I screamed out to the universe as my hair whirled in response to the breeze. I stood down from the b
Iris’ pov “Boss, there’s something you need to check out,” David said from the other end. “I’ll be there,” I replied, ganging up as I stood. Grabbing my trench coat, my gaze suddenly landed on the little woman; dressed in a tiny shirt and a white fitted top. Her hair was tied up into a ponytail, and her big ocean eyes were staring straight at me. Her ears were pink, like always. Her legs;fair and slender;matched the tiny waist that was on full display. She looked like a miniature hourglass. Her breasts weren’t just big;they were the kind that bloomed naturally, soft against my hands. Her waist curved down to those little hips. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t look away. I always ended up drooling over that body. There were numerous women I had been with, but none as unique as my little pet. None had lulled me like Iris did. She was crying again. I hadn’t even bullied her this time;she just se