Four

She woke up with a whip slicing through her skin, she hissed in pain as she opened her eyes, then another whip made a contact with her skin, she jerked up, now her fuzzy vision was clear, looking up, she saw a guard, who looked short and fat. His round neck made him look like a pig.

"You whore, what are you doing by this time sleeping, do you need an erotic massage before you wake up from your slumber."

He said, laughing so loudly, that his teeth were looking quite brownish which was as a result of tobacco and alcoholic gins, she barred her teeth in annoyance at his remark.

"I am not a whore, you have never fucked me before, neither have any of your weak fellow guards had any intimate act with me, so don't ever you call me a whore."

She said, she was rash in her words, but she was not gonna allow a bastard to trample upon her, by using impulsive words on her. 

Again, she heard the sound of the whip, slicing through her body.

"How dare you talk to me like that you slave, you are worthless and useless, you are a whore and if eventually you get sold, you will be a barbaric whore, worthless without no hope of having freedom."

The guard laughed,

"You won't just be a whore, you will even beg of being called a whore, because you are gonna be a sex slave, fucking your master with torture and pains followed by it."

The guard's words sliced through her soul, she felt like ripping him apart and also coiling her body on one part of the wall like this world never existed, she felt this surge of anger she had never felt before, and it washed through her, but immediately changed to pain and more pain, just like a camelian changes its skin quickly.

"Now raise your butt quickly from that floor, and quickly allow the guard to take you to the auction register room, if you try anything foolish, I will make sure your last days here become more painful than all the entire years you spent in these cell whore."

The guard said, spitting on her, she hissed loudly at the impact of the slimy liquid on her body, she felt disgusted with herself. She looked up, she saw two guards coming towards her, hand locking her with handcuffs, they dragged her out from the cells, they were treating her way more harshly than the other slaves, was it because of the assault she gave the guard that made the other guards treat her these ways. A smile crept upon her lips, at least something made her happy, and if it was something like that, that can make her a bit merrier, then she never will have a single atom of regret for doing what she did. 

She entered the room, she saw other slaves were gathered together in a little room, which she found so uncomfortable to breathe on, one of the guards came removing her handcuffs, looking at her like she looked disgusting.

"Sharriah, I have been looking for you, how are you feeling, I heard from the guards that you were punished, did the warden perhaps tried any awful act with you."

Envaline said, staring at her, her face filled with concern and pity.

"Did he hurt you, like get intimate with you, because if he had done that shit again, I don't mind going over there and bashing his head in the walls, till I see his brains scattered on the ground and then I smash them with my feet till they are missed with the earth?"

?e said, Sharriah winced at her words, knowing she was not joking with each she said, she meant it, and she was gonna do it if she said the warden tried any shit with her.

"No, he didn't, he wanted to take advantage of me, but I sweet-tongued, or something like that, so he only punished me."

She whispered into Envaline's ears, still hugging her tightly, not wanting to let go of her yet, but Envaline have her plans. Envaline released her, looking her directly into her eyes. 

"Are you serious with your words, because if you are trying to cover up for him, you will receive your punishment which will be more than any punishments he might have given you?"

Envaline said, looking at her with serious eyes, a smile crept on my face at her words.

"No ma'am, he never tried anything on me, and even though he tried it, I won't lie to you, I fear my life in your hands than in his hands, you are a lion, a war, a steel, you tear apart the male lions with your fingers, destroyed a thousand guards with your eyes and killed the treacherous....."

She was about to complete her statement, Envaline burst out in laughter, 

"Hey lady, stop making my brains fuzzy with your words, it makes my powers to the surface."

Envaline said, waving her hands in flattery, Sharriah smiled at her.

"Do you think the guard I assaulted will be able to survive the slash I gave him?"

She said, remembering the words of the guards.

"No I don't think he will be alive, even though he wanna make it alive, but no man will be able to bear the pain of losing their reproductive organs, so he is good as dead if he tried to survive."

Sharriah asked, even though this wasn't a perfect place to smile, she still wanna reminisce about these moments with her friend if eventually they never ended up being together.

"You look sad."

Sharriah said, staring at Envaline.

"I am just thinking about the possibility of surviving without you, I'm so used to you, that am not sure I can stay without seeing you."

She said, looking sad and the smile which she had on her face was now totally replaced with sadness.

"Line up your selves slaves, share yourselves in groups, and make sure you don't cause any commotions, slaves unless you are going to get yourself killed."

A guard shouted from the other room, which separated the slaves from the guards, they could only see a small window, where a guard sat, with a long piece of paper and ink beside him, he was probably the person who was gonna write their names for the auction trade. A plan crept through Sharriah's head, and she hope it will work.

"Envaline I have a plan, a plan that can make us together, get sold together."

Envaline's face beamed up with a huge smile, which this time, reached her heart.

"I don't understand, do you mean you know how to make us being sold together, maybe to the same masters"

Envaline asked, her face, brightening at the thoughts of leaving the establishments and getting sold to the same master.

"Probably yes, it might work, which I hope it works."

Sharriah said, looking at the guard, who is taking the names of the people who will be sold for the auction.

 The lines were gradually reducing till it was their turn to write their names, they walked to the window, Envaline at the front line, while Sharriah faces her back, the guard looked at them both, he recognized Sharriah immediately, who forgets her face of a woman who assaulted his fellow guard. 

"Hey you, Stop there, do you think you can write your name down so easily, well well, you seem so fast to leave this cage, but not so fast, you are gonna be the last slave to write her name in this list."

He said, her eyes widened at his words, this was not going as planned, and at that minute, she slightly regretted messing with the guard and violating orders.

Envaline turned to stare at her, her eyes showing concern about how things will turn out to be.

The guard looked at the two slaves In his front, the slaves looked like they had something planned, and he was not gonna allow them to get sold together, words were on the tip of his tongue to separate them, when he heard a call from a fellow guard, requesting that the higher authority wants to speak with him, he glared his eyes at the two slaves.

 "I will be right back in an instant, and you slave, make sure you get yourself at the back of the line before I return to the room unless you considered removing your eyes before getting sold."

He said, leaving the room.